<?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-1380258794249382311</id><updated>2012-03-04T20:43:00.057-08:00</updated><title type='text'>From Hoth to Heart Attacks</title><subtitle type='html'>The Saga of A Geek Goddess</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12928442603625092999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iw_lJOBjg7A/TJh2oC7C_iI/AAAAAAAABCU/eT1Oi2DwD2E/S220/n3216212_36995215_3963.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>275</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380258794249382311.post-5878812010967994019</id><published>2012-03-04T20:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-03-04T20:43:00.065-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In case you didn't see Adele's comeback</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://0.gvt0.com/vi/0ckIulg1DfQ/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0ckIulg1DfQ&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0ckIulg1DfQ&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't able to catch the Grammy's this year since my life has been tied up in school work, cooking, and Monopoly Deal (Note: Even the gym has been put on the back burner). I missed the first performance from Adele, post vocal cord surgery. On a "break" from studying I decided to watch it, and holy cow, the woman has some crazy pipes still. Enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380258794249382311-5878812010967994019?l=fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/feeds/5878812010967994019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2012/03/in-case-you-didnt-see-adeles-comeback.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/5878812010967994019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/5878812010967994019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2012/03/in-case-you-didnt-see-adeles-comeback.html' title='In case you didn&apos;t see Adele&apos;s comeback'/><author><name>P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12928442603625092999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iw_lJOBjg7A/TJh2oC7C_iI/AAAAAAAABCU/eT1Oi2DwD2E/S220/n3216212_36995215_3963.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380258794249382311.post-108422705349366724</id><published>2012-03-04T09:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-03-04T09:04:24.843-08:00</updated><title type='text'>24 hr Sprinkles Cupcakes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b-kj2EFBP5k/T1OgXDB_3CI/AAAAAAAABmk/wcehVQAEoOM/s1600/sprinkles-003.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b-kj2EFBP5k/T1OgXDB_3CI/AAAAAAAABmk/wcehVQAEoOM/s320/sprinkles-003.jpg" width="275" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My inner fat kid just drooled all over herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://laist.com/2012/02/28/sprinkles_announces_24-hour-cupcake.php"&gt;[yummy source]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380258794249382311-108422705349366724?l=fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/feeds/108422705349366724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2012/03/24-hr-sprinkles-cupcakes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/108422705349366724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/108422705349366724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2012/03/24-hr-sprinkles-cupcakes.html' title='24 hr Sprinkles Cupcakes'/><author><name>P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12928442603625092999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iw_lJOBjg7A/TJh2oC7C_iI/AAAAAAAABCU/eT1Oi2DwD2E/S220/n3216212_36995215_3963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b-kj2EFBP5k/T1OgXDB_3CI/AAAAAAAABmk/wcehVQAEoOM/s72-c/sprinkles-003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380258794249382311.post-192083378905024092</id><published>2012-02-29T18:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-03-04T12:12:55.930-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gambino coming to the Cleve!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lD4azA8K3d4/T07erG8yelI/AAAAAAAABmc/zwE6xWBZhCg/s1600/donald-glover-3-scarletwitch-16947813-397-689.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lD4azA8K3d4/T07erG8yelI/AAAAAAAABmc/zwE6xWBZhCg/s640/donald-glover-3-scarletwitch-16947813-397-689.jpg" width="368" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 16th... you know I'm there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livenation.com/event/0500485A0681C7B7?crosssite=TM_US%3A1503424%3A41724"&gt;Must buy tickets.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: Totally already bought tickets. Win.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380258794249382311-192083378905024092?l=fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/feeds/192083378905024092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2012/02/gambino-coming-to-cleve.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/192083378905024092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/192083378905024092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2012/02/gambino-coming-to-cleve.html' title='Gambino coming to the Cleve!'/><author><name>P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12928442603625092999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iw_lJOBjg7A/TJh2oC7C_iI/AAAAAAAABCU/eT1Oi2DwD2E/S220/n3216212_36995215_3963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lD4azA8K3d4/T07erG8yelI/AAAAAAAABmc/zwE6xWBZhCg/s72-c/donald-glover-3-scarletwitch-16947813-397-689.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380258794249382311.post-170853161597749908</id><published>2012-02-27T07:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-27T07:36:31.014-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It'll all work out</title><content type='html'>I have always been a believer that "everything happens for a reason" and that everything will work out in the end. I know I have made some dumb decisions and stupid mistakes (ok, and BIG mistakes). I know that there have been times of selfishness and times of selflessness. I have lied, I have stolen, and I have said things that I shouldn't have or didn't mean. I have hurt people, destroyed friendships, and sabotaged relationships. There are times that I ate too much or ate too little and suffered the consequences. I have had my priorities mixed up, my head mixed up, and probably too much alcohol mixed up (sorry liver/kidneys/circulatory system/neurons/GI tract)... sometimes all at the same time. I am not perfect, nor do I wish to reach perfection. The only thing I can do is let it all go. It all happened, and all that is left is what I can do now and what I can do to prepare for the future to be better than I was yesterday. I have made mistakes, accepted my faults, and vowed to continue learning, adapting, and evolving throughout life. Above all things, I vow to stay grateful and appreciative of those who have been by my side to make me smile, allow me to cry, de-stress, motivate,&amp;nbsp;encourage, binge eat, chug, rage, OD on caffeine, "discuss" based on principle, kill zombies/frat boys/dumb bitches, and make me laugh until I cry. Thanks for not judging me. L'chiam!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380258794249382311-170853161597749908?l=fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/feeds/170853161597749908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2012/02/itll-all-work-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/170853161597749908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/170853161597749908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2012/02/itll-all-work-out.html' title='It&apos;ll all work out'/><author><name>P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12928442603625092999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iw_lJOBjg7A/TJh2oC7C_iI/AAAAAAAABCU/eT1Oi2DwD2E/S220/n3216212_36995215_3963.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380258794249382311.post-9109723087374044379</id><published>2012-02-08T19:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-08T19:46:13.874-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who knew you could get more bad ass....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://1.gvt0.com/vi/HVPpc4pk6RE/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HVPpc4pk6RE&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HVPpc4pk6RE&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Action. Suspense. Fighting. Guns. Retter. Norton. CIA. OMG.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380258794249382311-9109723087374044379?l=fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/feeds/9109723087374044379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2012/02/who-knew-you-could-get-more-bad-ass.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/9109723087374044379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/9109723087374044379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2012/02/who-knew-you-could-get-more-bad-ass.html' title='Who knew you could get more bad ass....'/><author><name>P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12928442603625092999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iw_lJOBjg7A/TJh2oC7C_iI/AAAAAAAABCU/eT1Oi2DwD2E/S220/n3216212_36995215_3963.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380258794249382311.post-6456497374958312168</id><published>2012-01-31T18:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T18:12:58.908-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grammy's 2012</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jTl1p8-Nsgc/TyifVc2ezJI/AAAAAAAABmU/0cWn9DE8CfE/s1600/300.ab.adele.011212.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jTl1p8-Nsgc/TyifVc2ezJI/AAAAAAAABmU/0cWn9DE8CfE/s1600/300.ab.adele.011212.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I don't know who is nominated, nor do I really care, but Adele is set to perform. I might just have to watch for that very reason. I think it's safe to say that I am addicted to her music.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380258794249382311-6456497374958312168?l=fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/feeds/6456497374958312168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2012/01/grammys-2012.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/6456497374958312168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/6456497374958312168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2012/01/grammys-2012.html' title='Grammy&apos;s 2012'/><author><name>P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12928442603625092999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iw_lJOBjg7A/TJh2oC7C_iI/AAAAAAAABCU/eT1Oi2DwD2E/S220/n3216212_36995215_3963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jTl1p8-Nsgc/TyifVc2ezJI/AAAAAAAABmU/0cWn9DE8CfE/s72-c/300.ab.adele.011212.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380258794249382311.post-4081906903617753798</id><published>2012-01-29T09:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T09:20:42.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can we be friends? Part VI of many</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://2.gvt0.com/vi/iUl9CuL_mno/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iUl9CuL_mno&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iUl9CuL_mno&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how many times I have seen &lt;i&gt;Taken&lt;/i&gt;, but pretty much every movie that has Liam Neison in it reminds me of&lt;i&gt; Taken&lt;/i&gt;. Just for fun, you should try playing the &lt;i&gt;Taken&lt;/i&gt; drinking game. Anytime Liam does something badass you drink... trust me when I say, you will get wasted... because the movie is just him being badass the entire time. I do want to see &lt;i&gt;The Grey&lt;/i&gt;... it's like Taken, but with wolves instead of French people. Awesome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380258794249382311-4081906903617753798?l=fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/feeds/4081906903617753798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2012/01/can-we-be-friends-part-vi-of-many.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/4081906903617753798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/4081906903617753798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2012/01/can-we-be-friends-part-vi-of-many.html' title='Can we be friends? Part VI of many'/><author><name>P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12928442603625092999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iw_lJOBjg7A/TJh2oC7C_iI/AAAAAAAABCU/eT1Oi2DwD2E/S220/n3216212_36995215_3963.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380258794249382311.post-530024863505762013</id><published>2012-01-25T15:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T15:46:12.379-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can we be friends? Part V of many</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://0.gvt0.com/vi/_UpXX0-T24g/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_UpXX0-T24g&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_UpXX0-T24g&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Thank you, Brent, for the this.&amp;nbsp;This is so accurate.... SSOOOOOOOOO ACCURATE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite line: "You have really big boobs for an Asian girl." BAHAHAHAHAHA... i love it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380258794249382311-530024863505762013?l=fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/feeds/530024863505762013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2012/01/can-we-be-friends-part-v-of-many.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/530024863505762013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/530024863505762013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2012/01/can-we-be-friends-part-v-of-many.html' title='Can we be friends? Part V of many'/><author><name>P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12928442603625092999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iw_lJOBjg7A/TJh2oC7C_iI/AAAAAAAABCU/eT1Oi2DwD2E/S220/n3216212_36995215_3963.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380258794249382311.post-6551676437087358702</id><published>2012-01-25T15:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T15:39:03.818-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hipster Disney is right up my alley</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t-opC2Pchgo/TyCRdzAGUOI/AAAAAAAABmE/awAvJfvyjr8/s1600/enhanced-buzz-wide-20717-1327530128-100.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="205" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t-opC2Pchgo/TyCRdzAGUOI/AAAAAAAABmE/awAvJfvyjr8/s400/enhanced-buzz-wide-20717-1327530128-100.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-e3K9ZCgfBO4/TyCReYIuwUI/AAAAAAAABmM/N5FxewKOxQY/s1600/enhanced-buzz-wide-27657-1327530091-32.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="278" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-e3K9ZCgfBO4/TyCReYIuwUI/AAAAAAAABmM/N5FxewKOxQY/s400/enhanced-buzz-wide-27657-1327530091-32.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to take a break from forcing useless knowledge that I will never use in my practice because I want to be a podiatrist not a neurologist or internist (... wait... did I say that?) and look up random stuff. I found these drawings of hipster Disney characters. I have come to realize, based on what I see here, hipster Disney has some style. I like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: If I would wear all of these outfits does that make me hipster?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380258794249382311-6551676437087358702?l=fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/feeds/6551676437087358702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2012/01/hipster-disney-is-right-up-my-alley.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/6551676437087358702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/6551676437087358702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2012/01/hipster-disney-is-right-up-my-alley.html' title='Hipster Disney is right up my alley'/><author><name>P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12928442603625092999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iw_lJOBjg7A/TJh2oC7C_iI/AAAAAAAABCU/eT1Oi2DwD2E/S220/n3216212_36995215_3963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t-opC2Pchgo/TyCRdzAGUOI/AAAAAAAABmE/awAvJfvyjr8/s72-c/enhanced-buzz-wide-20717-1327530128-100.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380258794249382311.post-7963344321715652894</id><published>2012-01-17T18:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T18:59:25.265-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mos Def's "Niggas in Poorest"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://3.gvt0.com/vi/5_Espm9fAvs/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5_Espm9fAvs&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5_Espm9fAvs&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't hate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love hip hop.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380258794249382311-7963344321715652894?l=fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/feeds/7963344321715652894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2012/01/mos-defs-niggas-in-poorest.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/7963344321715652894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/7963344321715652894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2012/01/mos-defs-niggas-in-poorest.html' title='Mos Def&apos;s &quot;Niggas in Poorest&quot;'/><author><name>P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12928442603625092999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iw_lJOBjg7A/TJh2oC7C_iI/AAAAAAAABCU/eT1Oi2DwD2E/S220/n3216212_36995215_3963.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380258794249382311.post-2555843197511092693</id><published>2012-01-10T17:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T17:10:28.029-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Sometimes all you can do is suck it up and put on a happy face." -S.K.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380258794249382311-2555843197511092693?l=fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/feeds/2555843197511092693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2012/01/sometimes-all-you-can-do-is-suck-it-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/2555843197511092693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/2555843197511092693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2012/01/sometimes-all-you-can-do-is-suck-it-up.html' title=''/><author><name>P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12928442603625092999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iw_lJOBjg7A/TJh2oC7C_iI/AAAAAAAABCU/eT1Oi2DwD2E/S220/n3216212_36995215_3963.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380258794249382311.post-3961211908414276044</id><published>2011-12-26T03:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T03:03:32.540-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh yeah, it's the holiday season</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://2.gvt0.com/vi/ZAGCZMQUeXo/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZAGCZMQUeXo&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZAGCZMQUeXo&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;JD and Turk Turkleton reunite to bromance it out in sunny California. Genius. I hope Paul Rudd and Jason Segal do something like this (if not better) soon. Oh wait, it was called &lt;i&gt;I Love You, Man. &lt;/i&gt;Win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you all had a Merry Christmas. God bless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380258794249382311-3961211908414276044?l=fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/feeds/3961211908414276044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/12/oh-yeah-its-holiday-season.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/3961211908414276044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/3961211908414276044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/12/oh-yeah-its-holiday-season.html' title='Oh yeah, it&apos;s the holiday season'/><author><name>P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12928442603625092999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iw_lJOBjg7A/TJh2oC7C_iI/AAAAAAAABCU/eT1Oi2DwD2E/S220/n3216212_36995215_3963.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380258794249382311.post-6856259679345064150</id><published>2011-12-26T02:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T02:57:52.142-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can we be friends? Part IV of many</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://3.gvt0.com/vi/XkaaOei6oZ8/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XkaaOei6oZ8&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XkaaOei6oZ8&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhhh... I might be Asian.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380258794249382311-6856259679345064150?l=fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/feeds/6856259679345064150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/12/can-we-be-friends-part-iv-of-many.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/6856259679345064150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/6856259679345064150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/12/can-we-be-friends-part-iv-of-many.html' title='Can we be friends? 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I logged into facebook only to deactivate it after a short month of use (or lack thereof).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--G311iXoL18/TvhOLse-SwI/AAAAAAAABlw/qrtu-giDt28/s1600/facebook_1823287b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--G311iXoL18/TvhOLse-SwI/AAAAAAAABlw/qrtu-giDt28/s320/facebook_1823287b.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I didn't want to see that someone listed themselves as "single" now or "in a relationship" now... Relationships are tough and sometimes seeing that someone is over you, moving on from you, or doesn't think of you as important enough to make their love "facebook official" can be hurtful. Years ago, I remember having my facebook relationship status change from "in a relationship with ____" to "in a relationship" to "single" (repeat like four to forty times) to finally just not having a relationship status (when really we all knew that I should have just put "it's complicated"). When I finally didn't have any facebook account at all, I knew my relationship status with a different guy, and I think that's what mattered most. I didn't need my profile to tell me... I just knew. I was secure with what it was and where it was going. It was awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8c0TgRHJ3mM/TvhOXDuPIjI/AAAAAAAABl8/Xsg5TbojMOA/s1600/9034034.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8c0TgRHJ3mM/TvhOXDuPIjI/AAAAAAAABl8/Xsg5TbojMOA/s320/9034034.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I didn't want to know that someone changed their "about me" or where someone was "checking in"to at the moment. There are interests and activities, movies, quotes, websites, and blah, blah, blah that I would rather find out about you in person. If I am going to re-connect&amp;nbsp;with some old friends, then why aren't I making more of an effort to meet in person? Why would I write on a wall when I could call someone up for coffee? I had some old friends who were happy that I reactivated my account, and it was nice to know that, yes, they in fact did care about my existence (ego stroke).&amp;nbsp;But then I also started to pry into people's lives that I hadn't talked to in YEARS. It all just seemed like a huge invasion of privacy. It's not that I didn't want to know that so-and-so had a baby and has another on they way, it's more like I just simply didn't know. If the person didn't take the time to tell me by another means then they obviously didn't really care if I, as an individual rather than part of the herd, knew or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister actually made the comment the other night about how facebook photos have allowed access to see what your significant other's ex's name and what they looked like. How many times have you looked through someone's photos and seen a number of pictures of your friend with some uggo and totally judged? Don't lie. You &amp;nbsp;know you have totally done it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't want to see the pictures of a life that seemed so unlike who I am today. I saw some pictures, reminisced, laughed at that person that looked kinda like a younger version of me dressed in a poorly made toga, and then quickly lost interest in the P of the past. I realized that all the of pictures I had taken from the past year were not on facebook, and those were the ones that I cherished the most because they were not plastered for all to see. These were the photos of karaoke nights, baseball games and tailgates, reunions, and unforgettable birthdays that I shared with true friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year I had without facebook was most definitely the best year of my life thus far. I fell in love, I developed stronger friendships, I lost the fake ones, I worked my butt off to get into (and stay in) podiatry school, and, best of all, I was able to live my life and not worry about it being plastered on newsfeeds, walls, and photo albums. I had something called "privacy" back and I loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, now I have my blog for viewing, and that is fine with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y-3rCP9ECD4/TvhOCYpumgI/AAAAAAAABlk/lL8FKynNi-w/s1600/facebook-like-buton%25281%2529.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="204" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y-3rCP9ECD4/TvhOCYpumgI/AAAAAAAABlk/lL8FKynNi-w/s320/facebook-like-buton%25281%2529.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380258794249382311-4938611646745081181?l=fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/feeds/4938611646745081181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/12/farewell-again.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/4938611646745081181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/4938611646745081181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/12/farewell-again.html' title='Farewell, again...'/><author><name>P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12928442603625092999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iw_lJOBjg7A/TJh2oC7C_iI/AAAAAAAABCU/eT1Oi2DwD2E/S220/n3216212_36995215_3963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--G311iXoL18/TvhOLse-SwI/AAAAAAAABlw/qrtu-giDt28/s72-c/facebook_1823287b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380258794249382311.post-2392183582104055621</id><published>2011-12-12T20:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T20:34:54.230-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's the Childish Gambino</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://0.gvt0.com/vi/BBcYG_J3O2Q/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BBcYG_J3O2Q&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BBcYG_J3O2Q&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donald Glover from the show, &lt;i&gt;Community&lt;/i&gt;, is the Childish Gambino. He released an album that is RIDICULOUSLY GOOD and Chris sent me this video of a remix. Omg... so ill. I can't stop listening to it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380258794249382311-2392183582104055621?l=fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/feeds/2392183582104055621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/12/its-childish-gambino.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/2392183582104055621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/2392183582104055621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/12/its-childish-gambino.html' title='It&apos;s the Childish Gambino'/><author><name>P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12928442603625092999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iw_lJOBjg7A/TJh2oC7C_iI/AAAAAAAABCU/eT1Oi2DwD2E/S220/n3216212_36995215_3963.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380258794249382311.post-7078454598449867282</id><published>2011-12-12T20:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T20:32:37.784-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I do not like Tim Tebow</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.tmz.com/2011/12/12/tim-tebow-god-pastor-wayne-hanson/#.TubRSmMk6so"&gt;http://www.tmz.com/2011/12/12/tim-tebow-god-pastor-wayne-hanson/#.TubRSmMk6so&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Truth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380258794249382311-7078454598449867282?l=fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/feeds/7078454598449867282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-do-not-like-tim-tebow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/7078454598449867282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/7078454598449867282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-do-not-like-tim-tebow.html' title='I do not like Tim Tebow'/><author><name>P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12928442603625092999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iw_lJOBjg7A/TJh2oC7C_iI/AAAAAAAABCU/eT1Oi2DwD2E/S220/n3216212_36995215_3963.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380258794249382311.post-3496574193106721530</id><published>2011-12-10T11:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T11:20:18.771-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can we be friends? Part III of many</title><content type='html'>My obsession with Aziz Ansari continues even more because he can emoticon "Niggas in Paris" with his friend (apparently), Matt Shawver. Aziz, Yeezy, and Hova... Huh... so obsessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QI_0wa6orNY/TuOvu3K1rsI/AAAAAAAABlY/AvBr-t1ot4U/s1600/enhanced-buzz-wide-5657-1323470693-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QI_0wa6orNY/TuOvu3K1rsI/AAAAAAAABlY/AvBr-t1ot4U/s640/enhanced-buzz-wide-5657-1323470693-2.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://azizisbored.tumblr.com/"&gt;[source]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click the pic to enhance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380258794249382311-3496574193106721530?l=fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/feeds/3496574193106721530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/12/can-we-be-friends-part-iii-of-many.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/3496574193106721530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/3496574193106721530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/12/can-we-be-friends-part-iii-of-many.html' title='Can we be friends? Part III of many'/><author><name>P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12928442603625092999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iw_lJOBjg7A/TJh2oC7C_iI/AAAAAAAABCU/eT1Oi2DwD2E/S220/n3216212_36995215_3963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QI_0wa6orNY/TuOvu3K1rsI/AAAAAAAABlY/AvBr-t1ot4U/s72-c/enhanced-buzz-wide-5657-1323470693-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380258794249382311.post-1974338209089727918</id><published>2011-12-09T14:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T14:35:31.324-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We're just friends...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://0.gvt0.com/vi/T_lh5fR4DMA/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/T_lh5fR4DMA&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/T_lh5fR4DMA&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's entirely possible for men and women to have friendships without romanticism getting involved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: I did not say attraction... I said romanticism. Totally different.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380258794249382311-1974338209089727918?l=fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/feeds/1974338209089727918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/12/were-just-friends.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/1974338209089727918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/1974338209089727918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/12/were-just-friends.html' title='We&apos;re just friends...'/><author><name>P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12928442603625092999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iw_lJOBjg7A/TJh2oC7C_iI/AAAAAAAABCU/eT1Oi2DwD2E/S220/n3216212_36995215_3963.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380258794249382311.post-8078634338897053421</id><published>2011-12-09T09:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T09:05:18.845-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Semester of Pod School: Complete</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gyrfn8N-XI8/TuI_dWasjmI/AAAAAAAABlQ/WRaGxSiGHXA/s1600/NPH.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gyrfn8N-XI8/TuI_dWasjmI/AAAAAAAABlQ/WRaGxSiGHXA/s400/NPH.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passed all of my classes. 'Nough said.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380258794249382311-8078634338897053421?l=fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/feeds/8078634338897053421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/12/first-semester-of-pod-school-complete.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/8078634338897053421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/8078634338897053421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/12/first-semester-of-pod-school-complete.html' title='First Semester of Pod School: Complete'/><author><name>P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12928442603625092999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iw_lJOBjg7A/TJh2oC7C_iI/AAAAAAAABCU/eT1Oi2DwD2E/S220/n3216212_36995215_3963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gyrfn8N-XI8/TuI_dWasjmI/AAAAAAAABlQ/WRaGxSiGHXA/s72-c/NPH.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380258794249382311.post-5864558865885891406</id><published>2011-12-06T15:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T18:03:36.192-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back on the Book</title><content type='html'>I recently accessed my facebook account again, which I am beginning to think was a poor decision. It's true that most people had THOUSANDS of pictures appear in between the parentheses next to their "photos"... so for that, you are welcome... and yes, I was able to connect to old friends and new ones from Ohio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not being on the book for a year had its pros and cons. For one, I didn't know ANYONE'S birthday, which led me to ask people who had the book for tell me so I didn't miss so and so's birthday. On the bright side, when I did say happy birthday to someone it was not on their wall, it was through a phone call or text message (not that a text is any more personal than a wall post). I didn't have the luxury of looking at old pictures or reminiscing through the crazy adventures of the past... though some may say that is unfortunate, I would say that it was uplifting. I was able to focus on what I wanted in the present, not what I once wanted in the past. Though I did lose touch with many acquaintances, my true friendships grew stronger. It was nice knowing that no one could spy on me and that if people knew any current information about me it was due to word of mouth or first hand experiences. I was able to embrace the luxury of privacy, and I am not going to lie... I liked it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another pro, when I arrived in Ohio for school no one had an pre-conceived opinion of me based on the content of my facebook... so people HAD to take the time to get to know me. I wasn't invited to the welcome party at the Winking Lizard (a bar/restaurant near campus) since the invite was distributed via facebook, but I was still able to hear about events through e-mail and word of mouth. I'm not sure if giving out my number so openly is a pro or a con, but I would like to think I can trust the students/potential friends.&amp;nbsp;I am not the hugest fan of impersonal stuff, so perhaps that is why I was reluctant to hop back on the book train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one thing I have noticed the most about being back on the book again... seems like a lot of people I know are either getting married or having kids. Uhhh... seriously, that realization made me think I had been living under a rock for the past year. I don't really want to get&amp;nbsp;enticed&amp;nbsp;to look at other people's profiles to look into their lives, and again... I like my privacy. I still have not decided if I will stay on facebook (or perhaps change my privacy settings/content), but I will see how I feel in a few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pleasant surprise I found on facebook, though, was this old NOTE I wrote before I had this blog. I think these feeling still apply, so now I will re-post it to my blog. Any feedback is greatly appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would LOVE to delete you, Facebook&lt;br /&gt;Written 10 May, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;i met a couple who just got married the other day with a small wedding (maybe about 80 people). They were both 27, both future doctors of America.... both didn't have a facebook account. I asked them. "how are people going to know that you are married now?" and they replied, "everyone that is important is here."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;damn, now i really want to delete this shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;i just found out about so many break ups via fb and i'm thinking.... what happened to the days where your girlfriend would call you because the guy was a douche and then you brought over a pint of ben &amp;amp; jerry's and a rom com????????&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;I remember doing my homework with Kellyn and Kimberlee over the phone for math. We would sit for HOURS trying to figure out how to get through every problem that Mrs. Kumagai would assign... and now, now we just have facebook (ok, well kellyn and i live together, but you know what i mean). We chat when we see that stupid green light next to the name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;Everyday I want to delete this account. Every morning I wake up, do my normal routine, and then check my e-mail accounts, followed by facebook. It's sad.... really sad. I look to see if anyone has posted new photos, if anyone has written on my wall, etc. Any new status updates? Normally, no. Anyone now engaged? Probably. People moving? Always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;It's exhausting how much people rely on facebook. It's a Catch 22--if you have an account then everyone knows everything about you and vice versa, but if you don't have one then you are cut off from high school friends, sorority sisters, ex-boyfriends, potential new boyfriends, co-workers, and even your great aunt june. So yes, facebook is great for networking, party invites, and keeping tabs, oh, I mean in touch, with old friends... but it's bad because we are losing the one-on-one, face-to-face, interpersonal relationships that we once had. Remember? Like before facebook and myspace and friendster????? Yeah, I guess I don't remember either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;To delete or not to delete? That is the question.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380258794249382311-5864558865885891406?l=fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/feeds/5864558865885891406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/12/back-on-book.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/5864558865885891406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/5864558865885891406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/12/back-on-book.html' title='Back on the Book'/><author><name>P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12928442603625092999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iw_lJOBjg7A/TJh2oC7C_iI/AAAAAAAABCU/eT1Oi2DwD2E/S220/n3216212_36995215_3963.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380258794249382311.post-1363689502514784097</id><published>2011-12-05T07:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T07:50:57.381-08:00</updated><title type='text'>For your consideration...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bestplaces.nydailynews.com/voyeur/looking-privacy-try-home-built-atop-cold-war-era-missile-silo"&gt;http://bestplaces.nydailynews.com/voyeur/looking-privacy-try-home-built-atop-cold-war-era-missile-silo&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While in the waiting room of the Subaru dealership (Gina is getting serviced), I found this. It's better to be aware than ignorant!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: Seriously though, I know this might be a little paranoid and/or obsessive, but this thing is sweet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380258794249382311-1363689502514784097?l=fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/feeds/1363689502514784097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/12/for-your-consideration.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/1363689502514784097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/1363689502514784097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/12/for-your-consideration.html' title='For your consideration...'/><author><name>P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12928442603625092999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iw_lJOBjg7A/TJh2oC7C_iI/AAAAAAAABCU/eT1Oi2DwD2E/S220/n3216212_36995215_3963.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380258794249382311.post-2258812828391214313</id><published>2011-11-14T19:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T19:02:07.831-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Denial</title><content type='html'>Is it weird that I found out a few of my friends were pregnant and my immediate reaction was to ask what the heck they were going to do?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since when did we become adults?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mehr....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380258794249382311-2258812828391214313?l=fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/feeds/2258812828391214313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/11/denial.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/2258812828391214313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/2258812828391214313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/11/denial.html' title='Denial'/><author><name>P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12928442603625092999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iw_lJOBjg7A/TJh2oC7C_iI/AAAAAAAABCU/eT1Oi2DwD2E/S220/n3216212_36995215_3963.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380258794249382311.post-7362846743763019094</id><published>2011-11-14T16:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T16:15:05.549-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cock Sauce</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7vZWjwY8UOo/TsGuqN7XvBI/AAAAAAAABlI/VXP8nj-SeoQ/s1600/sriracha.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7vZWjwY8UOo/TsGuqN7XvBI/AAAAAAAABlI/VXP8nj-SeoQ/s1600/sriracha.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Dear sriracha,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make everything taste better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Porsh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380258794249382311-7362846743763019094?l=fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/feeds/7362846743763019094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/11/addiction.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/7362846743763019094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/7362846743763019094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/11/addiction.html' title='Cock Sauce'/><author><name>P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12928442603625092999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iw_lJOBjg7A/TJh2oC7C_iI/AAAAAAAABCU/eT1Oi2DwD2E/S220/n3216212_36995215_3963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7vZWjwY8UOo/TsGuqN7XvBI/AAAAAAAABlI/VXP8nj-SeoQ/s72-c/sriracha.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380258794249382311.post-5215251256020276108</id><published>2011-11-09T06:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T06:58:56.524-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, Hello Kitty!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S8OBYhJyFC0/TrqU42bF0hI/AAAAAAAABks/xvvOK_sVNP4/s1600/IMG_6727.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S8OBYhJyFC0/TrqU42bF0hI/AAAAAAAABks/xvvOK_sVNP4/s400/IMG_6727.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny because I'm Asian. Total success.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380258794249382311-5215251256020276108?l=fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/feeds/5215251256020276108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/11/oh-hello-kitty.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/5215251256020276108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/5215251256020276108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/11/oh-hello-kitty.html' title='Oh, Hello Kitty!'/><author><name>P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12928442603625092999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iw_lJOBjg7A/TJh2oC7C_iI/AAAAAAAABCU/eT1Oi2DwD2E/S220/n3216212_36995215_3963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S8OBYhJyFC0/TrqU42bF0hI/AAAAAAAABks/xvvOK_sVNP4/s72-c/IMG_6727.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380258794249382311.post-3146247655620304993</id><published>2011-10-29T09:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-29T09:42:42.245-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CA FTW: Part V</title><content type='html'>Round two of exams: complete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have decided that the best decision I could make was to NOT look at my posted grades until AFTER my epic Halloween weekend. I mean, the grades are submitted, and there is nothing I can do to change them now. So I might as well enjoy my "time off" for the weekend and worry about my grades/how to prepare myself to not fail my classes after some haunted house fun and House of Blues dancing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did I mention that my costume this year is Hello Kitty? Oh yes. So Asian.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c-rXiFKMypI/TqwjeOBnpSI/AAAAAAAABjU/tfOU7brMn4Y/s1600/hello-kitty.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="285" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c-rXiFKMypI/TqwjeOBnpSI/AAAAAAAABjU/tfOU7brMn4Y/s320/hello-kitty.gif" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, after my exams I decided to go to Pittsburgh, PA and visit the nearest IKEA. Pittsburgh is only 2ish hours away, depending on how fast you drive. I went, I saw, I spent a ton of money. Here is the catch... I NOW HAVE TO ASSEMBLE ALL OF THIS CRAP!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last night I enjoyed a&amp;nbsp;celebratory&amp;nbsp;dinner with my two friends, Jacqs and Olli. We had some MONSTER margaritas and daquaris... and then Olli and I decided to get freaked out at a haunted house. Not going to lie... had I not had that margarita I probably would have been scared at some point... but instead I just kept laughing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZKoiAcoNQo4/TqwighH1_UI/AAAAAAAABjM/8tKs7yeeEyA/s1600/a_190x190.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZKoiAcoNQo4/TqwighH1_UI/AAAAAAAABjM/8tKs7yeeEyA/s1600/a_190x190.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have decided to spend my Saturday morning assembling some of the IKEA stuff while watching a Top Chef: All Stars marathon. I guess I could watch college ball, but I have recently become obsessed with Dale Talde. He's freakin' hilarious. Oh Asians... all love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Feel free to check him out at&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.daletalde.com/"&gt;daletalde.com/&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;or see what Anthony Bourdain thought about the Top Chef dim sum challenge at&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.bravotv.com/top-chef/season-8/blogs/anthony-bourdain/chinese-rock"&gt;the BRAVO TV website&lt;/a&gt;. I am not going to lie... this episode made me want to eat dim sum... too bad there is NO DIM SUM here in Ohio.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That just proves to me again: CA&amp;gt;OH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380258794249382311-3146247655620304993?l=fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/feeds/3146247655620304993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/10/ca-ftw-part-v.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/3146247655620304993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/3146247655620304993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/10/ca-ftw-part-v.html' title='CA FTW: Part V'/><author><name>P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12928442603625092999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iw_lJOBjg7A/TJh2oC7C_iI/AAAAAAAABCU/eT1Oi2DwD2E/S220/n3216212_36995215_3963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c-rXiFKMypI/TqwjeOBnpSI/AAAAAAAABjU/tfOU7brMn4Y/s72-c/hello-kitty.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380258794249382311.post-537253283435707550</id><published>2011-10-27T12:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T12:57:59.902-07:00</updated><title type='text'>H-ween... one year ago</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TgIXbMQleY0/Tqm2ozWyrCI/AAAAAAAABjE/9bKUPvo-gq8/s1600/IMG_5395.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TgIXbMQleY0/Tqm2ozWyrCI/AAAAAAAABjE/9bKUPvo-gq8/s320/IMG_5395.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year around this time I was in San Deigo fighting for a taxi around downtown. The weather was great, the costumes were barely there, and I was with three of my best friends painting the town red. This year I will be in Cleveland fighting for a taxi around downtown... with (what looks like) rainy weather, barely there costumes (again), and at least three of my closest guy friends here. Of course they will be on the prowl for women... and I will be on the prowl for skanky girls to take pictures with to post on my blog. Cross your fingers for a successful weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380258794249382311-537253283435707550?l=fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/feeds/537253283435707550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/10/h-ween-one-year-ago.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/537253283435707550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/537253283435707550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/10/h-ween-one-year-ago.html' title='H-ween... one year ago'/><author><name>P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12928442603625092999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iw_lJOBjg7A/TJh2oC7C_iI/AAAAAAAABCU/eT1Oi2DwD2E/S220/n3216212_36995215_3963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TgIXbMQleY0/Tqm2ozWyrCI/AAAAAAAABjE/9bKUPvo-gq8/s72-c/IMG_5395.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380258794249382311.post-2641029090296143200</id><published>2011-10-25T18:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T18:31:21.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love the acapella stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_dHpjPFf2OU/TqauoAlh6gI/AAAAAAAABi8/crt-88NNIQU/s1600/Photo0060.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_dHpjPFf2OU/TqauoAlh6gI/AAAAAAAABi8/crt-88NNIQU/s320/Photo0060.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;"You are going to find out that there will be classes that you will struggle with, do extremely well or just do good enough. Don't dwell on success or failure. Concentrate on what needs to be done. Move on and get to the finish line. Don't compete with those that are superior. Find something that no one else is doing and master that. Sooner or later someone will notice... No one cares about your grades after your residency. The idea is to get one. First you have to pass your classes, boards and life. You will get there. I will help you when you need me."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380258794249382311-8314676789886424817?l=fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/feeds/8314676789886424817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/10/again-thanks-dad.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/8314676789886424817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/8314676789886424817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/10/again-thanks-dad.html' title='Again, thanks Dad :)'/><author><name>P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12928442603625092999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iw_lJOBjg7A/TJh2oC7C_iI/AAAAAAAABCU/eT1Oi2DwD2E/S220/n3216212_36995215_3963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_dHpjPFf2OU/TqauoAlh6gI/AAAAAAAABi8/crt-88NNIQU/s72-c/Photo0060.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380258794249382311.post-3146280976649262097</id><published>2011-10-24T00:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T00:21:26.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What do you do when you're stressed?</title><content type='html'>One of the reasons why I love OCPM is the Practice Management course. It's the only podiatry school with this course that helps you manage your future practice as well as your present life. For the most part it is an inspirational class that helps motivate you to succeed in whatever you want to do, whether that be passing an exam or starting your own private practice. There is also a club that goes along with it that you can join to have you become familiar with practice options and opportunities and what not with the business aspect of working in healthcare. Seeing how I have worked in a podiatry office since I was seven years old, I figured it would be a great club for me to join (plus the shirts they gave along with the admission fee were awesome).&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Point being, the last class was all about managing stress. They asked us what specifically caused stress in our lives other than school (since that was a given) and how we managed it. Of course the first person to answer said that he exercised to manage his stress. I then raised my hand and said, &lt;b&gt;"I cry."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;"Thank you for your honesty."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, you're welcome. I feel like most of my stress comes not from school, but from time. I have to manage my time so that I can go to class, study, exercise, eat, sleep, and some how still communicate to other people. Sooner or later, I just feel like things are falling apart. &amp;nbsp;My communication to everyone crumbles, and even when I try to tunnel into studying, I end up on youtube. Relationships fall apart, my parents e-mail me because I can't even answer the phone for two minutes, friends are slowly going their own directions and leaving me in the past.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt; Did I mention that my place still isn't furnished and I have no money? &lt;/span&gt;All of this just leads me to crying at least once a week. Life is hard, and it's even harder when you feel like you don't have enough time to manage it all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I exercise somewhere between 4-6 days a week, so obviously I use exercise as an outlet to relieve stress... but when that's not enough I have to turn to something else. I rarely eat my feelings, but I am a suckers for chips (they're just so easy to eat). My mom tells me to buy something (often times shoes), and my dad tells me to get my nails done and watch an inspirational movie (like &lt;i&gt;Rocky&lt;/i&gt;). My go to is still to cry... but then my dad says,&lt;b&gt; "Crying is a waste of time."&lt;/b&gt; So true dad, so true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am not going to lie... over the past month I have been pretty sad, stressed, and just plain confused. So of course, I have been crying on the regular. I remember talking to my friend, Molly, about this... no matter what, I'm going to be sad. So I can either be sad and cry about it, or I can be sad and do something that makes me not cry. I'll pick the not crying option as long as it works.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just have to remember the big picture. Everyday I have to remind myself, &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;this is for the best. This is for the greater good. You just have to keep going. Work as hard as you can. Don't you dare quit. Don't even think about it, just hope for the best. Keep going.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380258794249382311-3146280976649262097?l=fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/feeds/3146280976649262097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/10/what-do-you-do-when-youre-stressed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/3146280976649262097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/3146280976649262097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/10/what-do-you-do-when-youre-stressed.html' title='What do you do when you&apos;re stressed?'/><author><name>P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12928442603625092999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iw_lJOBjg7A/TJh2oC7C_iI/AAAAAAAABCU/eT1Oi2DwD2E/S220/n3216212_36995215_3963.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380258794249382311.post-5917900625524781087</id><published>2011-10-23T23:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T23:03:35.598-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zPvQhqXA0Fs/TqT_YTdczCI/AAAAAAAABi0/nqIREaFWC4k/s1600/tumblr_ltj7ojORmT1r22colo1_500.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zPvQhqXA0Fs/TqT_YTdczCI/AAAAAAAABi0/nqIREaFWC4k/s400/tumblr_ltj7ojORmT1r22colo1_500.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still obsessed with this song and these artists. I'm so glad my parents encouraged me to appreciate music.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380258794249382311-5917900625524781087?l=fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/feeds/5917900625524781087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/10/still-obsessed-with-this-song-and-these.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/5917900625524781087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/5917900625524781087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/10/still-obsessed-with-this-song-and-these.html' title=''/><author><name>P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12928442603625092999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iw_lJOBjg7A/TJh2oC7C_iI/AAAAAAAABCU/eT1Oi2DwD2E/S220/n3216212_36995215_3963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zPvQhqXA0Fs/TqT_YTdczCI/AAAAAAAABi0/nqIREaFWC4k/s72-c/tumblr_ltj7ojORmT1r22colo1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380258794249382311.post-5770160075740304183</id><published>2011-10-23T22:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T22:53:24.851-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A new era in the ZN UN</title><content type='html'>Although I was only an active Theta for two years, those two years left a lasting impression on me. I stayed in the area long enough to see the crazy ups and downs the the UN, but I love all of those girls. We all make some poor decisions in life, and sure some might have been deactivated, went inactive, or were forced out, but family is family. You will love and support them to the best of your ability, and always hope for the best. You will fight, you will cry, you will laugh, and you will jump into a pool with all of your clothes on just to get a puff painted trash can... but boy is it worth it. Congratulations to all of you for surviving big/lil week, and to the newbies in the UN... welcome to the best and biggest family. We aren't kinda a big deal... we are a big deal. Stay classy... get trashed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theta &amp;lt;3 from OH&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380258794249382311-5770160075740304183?l=fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/feeds/5770160075740304183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/10/new-era.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/5770160075740304183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/5770160075740304183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/10/new-era.html' title='A new era in the ZN UN'/><author><name>P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12928442603625092999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iw_lJOBjg7A/TJh2oC7C_iI/AAAAAAAABCU/eT1Oi2DwD2E/S220/n3216212_36995215_3963.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380258794249382311.post-6894276322292462613</id><published>2011-10-21T05:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T05:40:52.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YU8k5zXAZQE/TqFoDnfiOSI/AAAAAAAABis/NqwjFiYRaw8/s1600/forrest2.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="160" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YU8k5zXAZQE/TqFoDnfiOSI/AAAAAAAABis/NqwjFiYRaw8/s400/forrest2.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jenny: Why are you so good to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forrest: You're my girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jenny: I'll always be your girl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380258794249382311-6894276322292462613?l=fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/feeds/6894276322292462613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/10/jenny-why-are-you-so-good-to-me-forrest.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/6894276322292462613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/6894276322292462613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/10/jenny-why-are-you-so-good-to-me-forrest.html' title=''/><author><name>P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12928442603625092999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iw_lJOBjg7A/TJh2oC7C_iI/AAAAAAAABCU/eT1Oi2DwD2E/S220/n3216212_36995215_3963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YU8k5zXAZQE/TqFoDnfiOSI/AAAAAAAABis/NqwjFiYRaw8/s72-c/forrest2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380258794249382311.post-6007261911610758121</id><published>2011-10-19T08:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T08:06:00.095-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"You have to ask yourself, &lt;i&gt;is it worth it?&lt;/i&gt; Because I would rather suffer and fight for something I care about than give up." -A.C.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380258794249382311-6007261911610758121?l=fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/feeds/6007261911610758121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/10/you-have-to-ask-yourself-is-it-worth-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/6007261911610758121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/6007261911610758121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/10/you-have-to-ask-yourself-is-it-worth-it.html' title=''/><author><name>P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12928442603625092999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iw_lJOBjg7A/TJh2oC7C_iI/AAAAAAAABCU/eT1Oi2DwD2E/S220/n3216212_36995215_3963.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380258794249382311.post-8547717490054290685</id><published>2011-10-17T07:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T07:34:57.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last 10 seconds are the best</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://3.gvt0.com/vi/B7LkavaTYoM/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/B7LkavaTYoM&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/B7LkavaTYoM&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul Rudd &amp;gt; CoCo &amp;gt; J. Shore&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380258794249382311-8547717490054290685?l=fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/feeds/8547717490054290685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/10/last-10-seconds-are-best.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/8547717490054290685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/8547717490054290685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/10/last-10-seconds-are-best.html' title='Last 10 seconds are the best'/><author><name>P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12928442603625092999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iw_lJOBjg7A/TJh2oC7C_iI/AAAAAAAABCU/eT1Oi2DwD2E/S220/n3216212_36995215_3963.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380258794249382311.post-4446497859639809963</id><published>2011-10-12T09:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T09:08:38.202-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I find your passive aggressiveness amusing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0zu0HLvUIo8/TpW7Xa1lC5I/AAAAAAAABic/LwkylHI9ZlU/s1600/5df7923576b8271e2e3e0a006b16874a.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="280" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0zu0HLvUIo8/TpW7Xa1lC5I/AAAAAAAABic/LwkylHI9ZlU/s400/5df7923576b8271e2e3e0a006b16874a.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica; line-height: 13px;"&gt;Tips to Overcoming being Passive Aggressive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica; line-height: 13px;"&gt; Tip 1: Tell the person immediately how I am feeling, even if I am angry or in disagreement.&lt;br /&gt;Tip 2: Allow the other to express feelings openly as well.&lt;br /&gt;Tip 3: Ask the other to allow for a compromise "win-win'' solution.&lt;br /&gt;Tip 4: Ventilate feelings, then jointly brainstorm solutions.&lt;br /&gt;Tip 5: Arrive at a solution in which we both "win.''&lt;br /&gt;Tip 6: Act on solutions in which we both "win."&lt;br /&gt;Tip 7: Make sure my actions are consistent with the agreement.&lt;br /&gt;Tip 8: Make sure my behavior is consistent with my feelings and what I said in the agreement.&lt;br /&gt;Tip 9: Give the other person permission to point out when my behavior deviates from our agreement.&lt;br /&gt;Tip 10: Monitor my emotions and renegotiate our solution if they aren't consistent with our compromise.&lt;br /&gt;Tip 11: Let the other know if I get upset over the compromise with no masking of my feelings.&lt;br /&gt;Tip 12: Confront intimidation openly and honestly.&lt;br /&gt;Tip 13: Ensure that our relationship is based on honesty.&lt;br /&gt;Tip 14: Accept the uniqueness and individuality of others, allowing each of us to be ourselves.&lt;span style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read more:&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.livestrong.com/article/14713-eliminating-passive-aggressiveness/#ixzz1aaGyirU9" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #003399; cursor: pointer; font: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;http://www.livestrong.com/article/14713-eliminating-passive-aggressiveness/#ixzz1aaGyirU9&lt;/a&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/1380258794249382311-4446497859639809963?l=fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/feeds/4446497859639809963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-find-your-passive-aggressiveness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/4446497859639809963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/4446497859639809963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-find-your-passive-aggressiveness.html' title='I find your passive aggressiveness amusing'/><author><name>P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12928442603625092999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iw_lJOBjg7A/TJh2oC7C_iI/AAAAAAAABCU/eT1Oi2DwD2E/S220/n3216212_36995215_3963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0zu0HLvUIo8/TpW7Xa1lC5I/AAAAAAAABic/LwkylHI9ZlU/s72-c/5df7923576b8271e2e3e0a006b16874a.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380258794249382311.post-7791799903599595499</id><published>2011-10-11T15:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T15:33:40.565-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000; font-size: large;"&gt;"I don't want a guy to walk me through the shops of Paris and buy me everything. I want a guy who will walk me through a&amp;nbsp;forest&amp;nbsp;with a pack of dogs and help me up a mountain."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iLRaRmGkEbA/TpTEJM7ARqI/AAAAAAAABiU/vp05CG0EBsw/s1600/nzpic2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iLRaRmGkEbA/TpTEJM7ARqI/AAAAAAAABiU/vp05CG0EBsw/s1600/nzpic2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380258794249382311-7791799903599595499?l=fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/feeds/7791799903599595499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-dont-want-guy-to-walk-me-through.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/7791799903599595499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/7791799903599595499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-dont-want-guy-to-walk-me-through.html' title=''/><author><name>P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12928442603625092999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iw_lJOBjg7A/TJh2oC7C_iI/AAAAAAAABCU/eT1Oi2DwD2E/S220/n3216212_36995215_3963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iLRaRmGkEbA/TpTEJM7ARqI/AAAAAAAABiU/vp05CG0EBsw/s72-c/nzpic2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380258794249382311.post-1669382650673826170</id><published>2011-10-11T13:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T13:53:58.151-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ohio needs more color</title><content type='html'>Now that I have relocated in Ohio, I have realized more than ever that I am weird. I don't mean to say that in an arrogant way, because I pride myself in being weird. When I wear a bright coral skirt with a lime green and navy striped sweater, and so-and-so says my outfit is weird, I say, "Thank you!" The other day I wore this super 70s-esque, pink, floral dress that my mom made. "You look super Asian," my friend said. I don't really know what that means, but I still said thank you. I realized, here in Ohio, there isn't much color to people's wardrobes. I mean, I see a lot of grey, black, and neutral tones. Talk about boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Style out here is pretty much non-existent except for maybe a handful of &amp;nbsp;people. My next door neighbors like being in torn up jeans and dirty white t-shirts. I would say the t-shirt and jean look is standard here. Personally, I prefer a man in a v-neck and dark jeans (or camo). I also really like vests and peacoats still (which I would say pretty much no one has out here). I would say people here dress more for warmth and utility. I mean, I still wear my flip flops in the rain, but I'm sure that once it snows I will change to some sort of boot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a friend who wears running shoes everyday with flared jeans and hoodies (this is a chick). Granted, she has a few sweaters, but she definitely dresses for comfort and coziness. She told me that she just didn't have the confidence to pull off a bright outfit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This had me thinking. Do I wear bright colors because I feel like I can pull them off? So I started looking at pictures of my family. We all wear bright colors. My brother's favorite color is orange; my mom's favorite color is yellow. My sister is the queen of oddly bright colored argyle. In my living room I have framed a picture of my dad and myself... he's wearing a yellow polo... I am wearing an orange polo. ADORABLE. I figure, we're short... we have to be seen somehow, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not just that I am short, though. I really do look at my clothes and just put stuff together like a little kid (as Chris once told me) and think that it looks great! I used to go shopping with one of my BFFs, Dani. Here is how things would go:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D (while picking up a snake necklace or brightly colored something): Is this weird?&lt;br /&gt;P: Yes, but I love it. You should buy that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I don't dress my age, which I still don't really know what that means, but I think fashion is supposed to be fun, not boring. Will I wear leg warmers again? Probably. Can I still rock a polo and pearls? Absolutely. When I become a doctor (so weird to think about that... but totally exciting), I'm going to have to wear scrubs for surgery or a pencil skirt with a lab coat on non-surgical days. I will have to look "professional" for the rest of my life, so for now HECK YEAH, I'M GOING TO WEAR THE BEANIE WITH LONG RABBIT EARS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh to be young... I love it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380258794249382311-1669382650673826170?l=fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/feeds/1669382650673826170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/10/ohio-needs-more-color.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/1669382650673826170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/1669382650673826170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/10/ohio-needs-more-color.html' title='Ohio needs more color'/><author><name>P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12928442603625092999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iw_lJOBjg7A/TJh2oC7C_iI/AAAAAAAABCU/eT1Oi2DwD2E/S220/n3216212_36995215_3963.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380258794249382311.post-7406695935466582484</id><published>2011-10-10T14:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T14:07:38.811-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote of truth: Friendship</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YlnRR78xs6M/TpNdk5UnTNI/AAAAAAAABiQ/rTHuRZNf_oE/s1600/IMG_6720.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YlnRR78xs6M/TpNdk5UnTNI/AAAAAAAABiQ/rTHuRZNf_oE/s400/IMG_6720.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Friends are the most important part of your life. Treasure the tears, treasure the laughter, but most importantly, treasure the memories." -Dave Brenner&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380258794249382311-7406695935466582484?l=fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/feeds/7406695935466582484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/10/quote-of-truth-friendship.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/7406695935466582484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/7406695935466582484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/10/quote-of-truth-friendship.html' title='Quote of truth: Friendship'/><author><name>P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12928442603625092999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iw_lJOBjg7A/TJh2oC7C_iI/AAAAAAAABCU/eT1Oi2DwD2E/S220/n3216212_36995215_3963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YlnRR78xs6M/TpNdk5UnTNI/AAAAAAAABiQ/rTHuRZNf_oE/s72-c/IMG_6720.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380258794249382311.post-5243977953514024639</id><published>2011-10-09T15:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T23:51:23.302-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's sad because it's true</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4vizPXOH4E/TpIiyrkQ0eI/AAAAAAAABg0/GZjEW-xgFc0/s1600/brad-pitt-billy-beane-moneyball-sports-ecards-someecards.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="222" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4vizPXOH4E/TpIiyrkQ0eI/AAAAAAAABg0/GZjEW-xgFc0/s400/brad-pitt-billy-beane-moneyball-sports-ecards-someecards.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;My friend, Ahmad, sent me this e-card because he doesn't realize the awesomeness that is Oakland. &amp;nbsp;I still stick to what I know is true: CA&amp;gt;OH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380258794249382311-5243977953514024639?l=fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/feeds/5243977953514024639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/10/its-sad-because-its-true.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/5243977953514024639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/5243977953514024639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/10/its-sad-because-its-true.html' title='It&apos;s sad because it&apos;s true'/><author><name>P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12928442603625092999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iw_lJOBjg7A/TJh2oC7C_iI/AAAAAAAABCU/eT1Oi2DwD2E/S220/n3216212_36995215_3963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4vizPXOH4E/TpIiyrkQ0eI/AAAAAAAABg0/GZjEW-xgFc0/s72-c/brad-pitt-billy-beane-moneyball-sports-ecards-someecards.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380258794249382311.post-5465775146159119906</id><published>2011-10-06T08:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T08:26:09.922-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RIP Steve Jobs</title><content type='html'>Although I have fought many years to not succumb to the temptations of Apple products, I must admit that Steve Jobs was an innovator. His products changed the world (ipod to iphone to ipad) and the way people use technology. The user-friendliness now allows people of all ages and cultures to communicate with ease and minimal effort. If you are lost in a country where you don't know the langue, there is an app for that. Want to read a book? There is an app for that. Want to monitor your weight? There is an app for that, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LUWjptt6FGc/To3ISaLZNLI/AAAAAAAABgo/U4UuSPoI4FI/s1600/6.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LUWjptt6FGc/To3ISaLZNLI/AAAAAAAABgo/U4UuSPoI4FI/s400/6.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although the only Apple product I own is a second generation ipod nano, I will say this... Apple products are trendy and ridiculously easy to use, hence why so many people like them. The only reason why I didn't fall into the trendiness and madness of standing in lines for hours just to get an iphone is because of my own pride and&amp;nbsp;stubbornness to remain unique.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2viy_xJ26-E/To3IaR3ZzXI/AAAAAAAABgs/2onNIqH_VKg/s1600/2.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="311" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2viy_xJ26-E/To3IaR3ZzXI/AAAAAAAABgs/2onNIqH_VKg/s320/2.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ease influenced pretty much all other companies that have failed in comparison. Does anyone remember the Zune? No one bought a Zune. And look at the Android interface... looks a lot like the iphone. So, thank you Steve Jobs for your creativity and making your dreams of&amp;nbsp;technological&amp;nbsp;ease a reality. You were a true innovator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3ALOnLyjfrY/To3IfIrK8_I/AAAAAAAABgw/artYRw6lf3U/s1600/8.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="277" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3ALOnLyjfrY/To3IfIrK8_I/AAAAAAAABgw/artYRw6lf3U/s400/8.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380258794249382311-5465775146159119906?l=fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/feeds/5465775146159119906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/10/rip-steve-jobs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/5465775146159119906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/5465775146159119906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/10/rip-steve-jobs.html' title='RIP Steve Jobs'/><author><name>P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12928442603625092999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iw_lJOBjg7A/TJh2oC7C_iI/AAAAAAAABCU/eT1Oi2DwD2E/S220/n3216212_36995215_3963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LUWjptt6FGc/To3ISaLZNLI/AAAAAAAABgo/U4UuSPoI4FI/s72-c/6.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380258794249382311.post-6860379834784085982</id><published>2011-10-04T15:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T15:24:01.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ohio University has a hilarious marching band</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://0.gvt0.com/vi/uZtCZOiZ-cg/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uZtCZOiZ-cg&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uZtCZOiZ-cg&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday I'm shufflin'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380258794249382311-6860379834784085982?l=fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/feeds/6860379834784085982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/10/ohio-university-has-hilarious-marching.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/6860379834784085982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/6860379834784085982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/10/ohio-university-has-hilarious-marching.html' title='Ohio University has a hilarious marching band'/><author><name>P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12928442603625092999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iw_lJOBjg7A/TJh2oC7C_iI/AAAAAAAABCU/eT1Oi2DwD2E/S220/n3216212_36995215_3963.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380258794249382311.post-2917762165475042324</id><published>2011-10-03T07:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T07:42:43.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kanye West... pre-College Dropout</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://1.gvt0.com/vi/Xw0O6ymGzmU/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Xw0O6ymGzmU&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Xw0O6ymGzmU&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was back in 2004 at a poetry jam... Please notice that Mos was there to announce it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haters can hate, but he's talented. I'd pay to see him in concert.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380258794249382311-2917762165475042324?l=fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/feeds/2917762165475042324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/10/kanye-west-pre-college-dropout.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/2917762165475042324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/2917762165475042324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/10/kanye-west-pre-college-dropout.html' title='Kanye West... pre-College Dropout'/><author><name>P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12928442603625092999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iw_lJOBjg7A/TJh2oC7C_iI/AAAAAAAABCU/eT1Oi2DwD2E/S220/n3216212_36995215_3963.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380258794249382311.post-256455213212787667</id><published>2011-10-02T06:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T06:56:24.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote of truth: Hope</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #20124d; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Your life together has just begun. All you can do now is salvage your true friendship, and if you can do that, then you have salvaged more than you think."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A-nTqjBNwOM/Tohrc-WjAmI/AAAAAAAABgk/vXJa6ml7-2s/s1600/Untitled.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A-nTqjBNwOM/Tohrc-WjAmI/AAAAAAAABgk/vXJa6ml7-2s/s640/Untitled.png" width="425" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #20124d; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks, Dad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380258794249382311-256455213212787667?l=fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/feeds/256455213212787667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/10/your-life-together-has-just-begun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/256455213212787667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/256455213212787667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/10/your-life-together-has-just-begun.html' title='Quote of truth: Hope'/><author><name>P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12928442603625092999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iw_lJOBjg7A/TJh2oC7C_iI/AAAAAAAABCU/eT1Oi2DwD2E/S220/n3216212_36995215_3963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A-nTqjBNwOM/Tohrc-WjAmI/AAAAAAAABgk/vXJa6ml7-2s/s72-c/Untitled.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380258794249382311.post-4283120996847953011</id><published>2011-09-26T21:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T21:01:55.488-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ridic cover of Adele's "Someone Like You"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://2.gvt0.com/vi/nAHyGbOXoF4/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nAHyGbOXoF4&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nAHyGbOXoF4&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't stop listening to it. Obsession.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380258794249382311-4283120996847953011?l=fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/feeds/4283120996847953011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/09/ridic-cover-of-adeles-someone-like-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/4283120996847953011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/4283120996847953011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/09/ridic-cover-of-adeles-someone-like-you.html' title='Ridic cover of Adele&apos;s &quot;Someone Like You&quot;'/><author><name>P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12928442603625092999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iw_lJOBjg7A/TJh2oC7C_iI/AAAAAAAABCU/eT1Oi2DwD2E/S220/n3216212_36995215_3963.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380258794249382311.post-2671970474957371858</id><published>2011-09-26T20:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T20:22:23.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What can I say... I like guys with swag</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mDZYDmI0V8o/ToFBK_b0loI/AAAAAAAABgg/RAW6rQNxJaA/s1600/enhanced-buzz-6464-1316797673-7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="263" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mDZYDmI0V8o/ToFBK_b0loI/AAAAAAAABgg/RAW6rQNxJaA/s400/enhanced-buzz-6464-1316797673-7.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, son!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380258794249382311-2671970474957371858?l=fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/feeds/2671970474957371858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/09/what-can-i-say-i-like-guys-with-swag.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/2671970474957371858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/2671970474957371858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/09/what-can-i-say-i-like-guys-with-swag.html' title='What can I say... I like guys with swag'/><author><name>P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12928442603625092999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iw_lJOBjg7A/TJh2oC7C_iI/AAAAAAAABCU/eT1Oi2DwD2E/S220/n3216212_36995215_3963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mDZYDmI0V8o/ToFBK_b0loI/AAAAAAAABgg/RAW6rQNxJaA/s72-c/enhanced-buzz-6464-1316797673-7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380258794249382311.post-6075575166014127249</id><published>2011-09-22T06:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T06:35:19.298-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Still don't have Facebook</title><content type='html'>I was informed by people in class today that Facebook changed their layout AGAIN. It was like an uproar of disbelief, so I'm guessing that most people don't like the new changes. I guess I made the right decision by not reactivating my account.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380258794249382311-6075575166014127249?l=fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/feeds/6075575166014127249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/09/still-dont-have-facebook.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/6075575166014127249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/6075575166014127249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/09/still-dont-have-facebook.html' title='Still don&apos;t have Facebook'/><author><name>P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12928442603625092999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iw_lJOBjg7A/TJh2oC7C_iI/AAAAAAAABCU/eT1Oi2DwD2E/S220/n3216212_36995215_3963.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380258794249382311.post-1651768635061465638</id><published>2011-09-19T20:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T20:39:47.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cars. Ryan Gosling. Bad ass jacket. MUST SEE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OENSmyrc5Bk/TngKvRsTQ0I/AAAAAAAABgc/P0i9UngUtV4/s1600/Drive.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OENSmyrc5Bk/TngKvRsTQ0I/AAAAAAAABgc/P0i9UngUtV4/s640/Drive.jpg" width="448" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380258794249382311-1651768635061465638?l=fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/feeds/1651768635061465638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/09/cars-ryan-gosling-bad-ass-jacket-must.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/1651768635061465638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/1651768635061465638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/09/cars-ryan-gosling-bad-ass-jacket-must.html' title='Cars. Ryan Gosling. Bad ass jacket. MUST SEE'/><author><name>P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12928442603625092999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iw_lJOBjg7A/TJh2oC7C_iI/AAAAAAAABCU/eT1Oi2DwD2E/S220/n3216212_36995215_3963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OENSmyrc5Bk/TngKvRsTQ0I/AAAAAAAABgc/P0i9UngUtV4/s72-c/Drive.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380258794249382311.post-1136909068749561996</id><published>2011-09-15T10:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T10:36:31.631-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An Ode to J.Crew</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="285" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eNE2Hy6DJEc/TnIzoVF_fZI/AAAAAAAABgY/4BmnLZcsF1w/s400/fall.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jcrew.com/womens_feature/NewArrivals.jsp?srcCode=EMNA00975&amp;amp;em=portia.m.yee@gmail.com"&gt;[source]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn you, J.Crew. Why must you tempt me so?!?! You tell me that colors like yellow and burnt orange are "in" this fall, when you know very well how much I love my "skittles" fashion! And then you throw some $150 shirt in my face that I MUST have... Oh you&amp;nbsp;whimsical hussy, you!&amp;nbsp;You watch as I click "add to bag" over and over and over again and then&amp;nbsp;reach for my shiny blue piece of rectangular plastic. BUT NO! I MUST RESIST! Do I need another blazer? OF COURSE I DO! Can I afford another blazer? OF COURSE I CAN! Sure I don't have a dining room table, sofa, or chair in my apartment, and yes, I sit on a floor pillow as I type on my computer on a coffee table... but there you are flaunting your bright yellow coat at me... I NEED IT, RIGHT?! Oh you saucy&amp;nbsp;minx... you tease, you. I will not give into your little song and dance (this time). I'm sure we will meet again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380258794249382311-1136909068749561996?l=fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/feeds/1136909068749561996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/09/ode-to-jcrew.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/1136909068749561996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/1136909068749561996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/09/ode-to-jcrew.html' title='An Ode to J.Crew'/><author><name>P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12928442603625092999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iw_lJOBjg7A/TJh2oC7C_iI/AAAAAAAABCU/eT1Oi2DwD2E/S220/n3216212_36995215_3963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eNE2Hy6DJEc/TnIzoVF_fZI/AAAAAAAABgY/4BmnLZcsF1w/s72-c/fall.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380258794249382311.post-569122589223350826</id><published>2011-09-13T17:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T17:10:37.282-07:00</updated><title type='text'>F.A.S.T.</title><content type='html'>Just think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fightadaptsurvivethrive.tumblr.com/"&gt;[source]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380258794249382311-569122589223350826?l=fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/feeds/569122589223350826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/09/fast.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/569122589223350826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/569122589223350826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/09/fast.html' title='F.A.S.T.'/><author><name>P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12928442603625092999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iw_lJOBjg7A/TJh2oC7C_iI/AAAAAAAABCU/eT1Oi2DwD2E/S220/n3216212_36995215_3963.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380258794249382311.post-5987271400051540117</id><published>2011-09-13T15:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T15:24:20.458-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Nerdy Shirt</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BdH46f2HGio/Tm_XoYhS5zI/AAAAAAAABgU/wqzWef0e4d0/s1600/swshirt.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BdH46f2HGio/Tm_XoYhS5zI/AAAAAAAABgU/wqzWef0e4d0/s400/swshirt.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The question is... is it worth $25? Uh, ABSOLUTELY! If only I wasn't a poor podiatry student.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.welovefine.com/product.php?id_product=806"&gt;[source]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380258794249382311-5987271400051540117?l=fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/feeds/5987271400051540117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/09/another-nerdy-shirt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/5987271400051540117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/5987271400051540117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/09/another-nerdy-shirt.html' title='Another Nerdy Shirt'/><author><name>P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12928442603625092999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iw_lJOBjg7A/TJh2oC7C_iI/AAAAAAAABCU/eT1Oi2DwD2E/S220/n3216212_36995215_3963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BdH46f2HGio/Tm_XoYhS5zI/AAAAAAAABgU/wqzWef0e4d0/s72-c/swshirt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380258794249382311.post-4324288167688786854</id><published>2011-09-12T19:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T19:29:21.852-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MJF</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://0.gvt0.com/vi/eYMyEqRb2cw/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eYMyEqRb2cw&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eYMyEqRb2cw&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still REALLY want these.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380258794249382311-4324288167688786854?l=fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/feeds/4324288167688786854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/09/mjf.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/4324288167688786854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/4324288167688786854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/09/mjf.html' title='MJF'/><author><name>P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12928442603625092999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iw_lJOBjg7A/TJh2oC7C_iI/AAAAAAAABCU/eT1Oi2DwD2E/S220/n3216212_36995215_3963.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380258794249382311.post-4050972877886399107</id><published>2011-09-12T14:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T14:03:55.191-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Seems right</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XFArERGfh0Y/Tm5zjAxLfkI/AAAAAAAABgQ/tNYxjF-Xa_g/s1600/lease.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="108" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XFArERGfh0Y/Tm5zjAxLfkI/AAAAAAAABgQ/tNYxjF-Xa_g/s400/lease.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growing up is weird.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380258794249382311-4050972877886399107?l=fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/feeds/4050972877886399107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/09/seems-right.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/4050972877886399107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/4050972877886399107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/09/seems-right.html' title='Seems right'/><author><name>P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12928442603625092999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iw_lJOBjg7A/TJh2oC7C_iI/AAAAAAAABCU/eT1Oi2DwD2E/S220/n3216212_36995215_3963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XFArERGfh0Y/Tm5zjAxLfkI/AAAAAAAABgQ/tNYxjF-Xa_g/s72-c/lease.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380258794249382311.post-8744015043409297635</id><published>2011-09-10T07:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T07:50:05.522-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Young Adult</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g5gl1alb7fE/Tmt4xvIMx2I/AAAAAAAABgM/0yim-EpJ43s/s1600/young-adult-poster.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g5gl1alb7fE/Tmt4xvIMx2I/AAAAAAAABgM/0yim-EpJ43s/s640/young-adult-poster.jpg" width="424" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the movie poster for &lt;i&gt;Young Adult&lt;/i&gt;.... which ACTUALLY looks like a young adult book. Oh so clever, producers... oh soooooo clever. I'll totally see this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380258794249382311-8744015043409297635?l=fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/feeds/8744015043409297635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/09/young-adult.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/8744015043409297635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/8744015043409297635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/09/young-adult.html' title='Young Adult'/><author><name>P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12928442603625092999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iw_lJOBjg7A/TJh2oC7C_iI/AAAAAAAABCU/eT1Oi2DwD2E/S220/n3216212_36995215_3963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g5gl1alb7fE/Tmt4xvIMx2I/AAAAAAAABgM/0yim-EpJ43s/s72-c/young-adult-poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380258794249382311.post-1888631407003637368</id><published>2011-09-10T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T07:35:54.407-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Can we be friends? Part II of many</title><content type='html'>If you haven't seen Always Sunny go to hulu right now and prepare to laugh your butts off. The best part is the fact that they have Danny DiVito in it/the dialogue is pretty much all improv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-37q9dMGulno/Tmt1pMWB8FI/AAAAAAAABfw/rwGrbawtZWA/s1600/enhanced-buzz-10628-1314392762-23.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-37q9dMGulno/Tmt1pMWB8FI/AAAAAAAABfw/rwGrbawtZWA/s320/enhanced-buzz-10628-1314392762-23.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ugAjXZNyngM/Tmt1p8sD0GI/AAAAAAAABf0/XMFXuzppLnQ/s1600/enhanced-buzz-10641-1314392856-21.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="297" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ugAjXZNyngM/Tmt1p8sD0GI/AAAAAAAABf0/XMFXuzppLnQ/s320/enhanced-buzz-10641-1314392856-21.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oknY0_FDgrc/Tmt1qi1UEKI/AAAAAAAABf4/6u0In24odKw/s1600/enhanced-buzz-32024-1314826630-26.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="284" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oknY0_FDgrc/Tmt1qi1UEKI/AAAAAAAABf4/6u0In24odKw/s320/enhanced-buzz-32024-1314826630-26.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GKgk4gWxn4Y/Tmt1rb5LEqI/AAAAAAAABf8/qpaRKzVKbLU/s1600/enhanced-buzz-32026-1314826419-31.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GKgk4gWxn4Y/Tmt1rb5LEqI/AAAAAAAABf8/qpaRKzVKbLU/s320/enhanced-buzz-32026-1314826419-31.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EBpbl8tDcRk/Tmt1r7FLcqI/AAAAAAAABgA/dtBMFF4FzQc/s1600/enhanced-buzz-32033-1314826439-23.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EBpbl8tDcRk/Tmt1r7FLcqI/AAAAAAAABgA/dtBMFF4FzQc/s320/enhanced-buzz-32033-1314826439-23.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A1zQRgubIB8/Tmt1sk1FEkI/AAAAAAAABgE/xNvDUO3eUTo/s1600/enhanced-buzz-32033-1314826640-24.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A1zQRgubIB8/Tmt1sk1FEkI/AAAAAAAABgE/xNvDUO3eUTo/s320/enhanced-buzz-32033-1314826640-24.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RqEs2Z4YWpE/Tmt1tdRHMmI/AAAAAAAABgI/mXX1kd6dh4Q/s1600/enhanced-buzz-32034-1314826395-29.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RqEs2Z4YWpE/Tmt1tdRHMmI/AAAAAAAABgI/mXX1kd6dh4Q/s320/enhanced-buzz-32034-1314826395-29.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380258794249382311-1888631407003637368?l=fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/feeds/1888631407003637368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/09/can-we-be-friends-part-ii-of-many.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/1888631407003637368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/1888631407003637368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/09/can-we-be-friends-part-ii-of-many.html' title='Can we be friends? 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Best be known, I will consume some Schweddy balls... vanilla ice cream with a hint of fun and loaded with fudge covered rum and malt balls... YES PLEASE! Also, please notice that "rum" is in the description twice... seriously, that's enough of a selling point for me! &lt;i&gt;SNL&lt;/i&gt; and Alec Baldwin must be proud. If you don't know what I'm talking about, then please youtube it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380258794249382311-5451462958829539997?l=fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/feeds/5451462958829539997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/09/sweet-tooth.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/5451462958829539997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/5451462958829539997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/09/sweet-tooth.html' title='Sweet Tooth'/><author><name>P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12928442603625092999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iw_lJOBjg7A/TJh2oC7C_iI/AAAAAAAABCU/eT1Oi2DwD2E/S220/n3216212_36995215_3963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1rcmKnC2Oko/TmtvZ8SeFdI/AAAAAAAABfs/R_fyNfOLtC4/s72-c/schweddy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380258794249382311.post-5424205261462527459</id><published>2011-09-09T10:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T10:04:48.562-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One of the best shows of my childhood</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y_9HaTeC-Pk/TmpG_3K8gcI/AAAAAAAABfo/7DdVDGtpVOw/s1600/home-improvement-reunion-24850-1315577882-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y_9HaTeC-Pk/TmpG_3K8gcI/AAAAAAAABfo/7DdVDGtpVOw/s400/home-improvement-reunion-24850-1315577882-1.jpg" width="395" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://insidetv.ew.com/2011/09/08/home-improvement-cast-reunion-official-photo/"&gt;[source]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380258794249382311-5424205261462527459?l=fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/feeds/5424205261462527459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/09/one-of-best-shows-of-my-childhood.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/5424205261462527459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/5424205261462527459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/09/one-of-best-shows-of-my-childhood.html' title='One of the best shows of my childhood'/><author><name>P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12928442603625092999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iw_lJOBjg7A/TJh2oC7C_iI/AAAAAAAABCU/eT1Oi2DwD2E/S220/n3216212_36995215_3963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y_9HaTeC-Pk/TmpG_3K8gcI/AAAAAAAABfo/7DdVDGtpVOw/s72-c/home-improvement-reunion-24850-1315577882-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380258794249382311.post-6186961198968624597</id><published>2011-09-09T07:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T07:22:48.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Silver Fox</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2nxK-f-JEHQ/Tmog-yvR4NI/AAAAAAAABfk/BuhYwml2X4Y/s1600/silver+fox.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="350" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2nxK-f-JEHQ/Tmog-yvR4NI/AAAAAAAABfk/BuhYwml2X4Y/s400/silver+fox.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More reasons to love Anderson Cooper (click the image to enlarge).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380258794249382311-6186961198968624597?l=fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/feeds/6186961198968624597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/09/silver-fox.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/6186961198968624597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/6186961198968624597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/09/silver-fox.html' title='The Silver Fox'/><author><name>P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12928442603625092999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iw_lJOBjg7A/TJh2oC7C_iI/AAAAAAAABCU/eT1Oi2DwD2E/S220/n3216212_36995215_3963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2nxK-f-JEHQ/Tmog-yvR4NI/AAAAAAAABfk/BuhYwml2X4Y/s72-c/silver+fox.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380258794249382311.post-3700878043366054354</id><published>2011-09-09T07:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T07:14:41.634-07:00</updated><title type='text'>McFly</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://0.gvt0.com/vi/MBDv7kKeIHA/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MBDv7kKeIHA&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MBDv7kKeIHA&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Marty McFly!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Nike is auctioning off 1500 pairs of shoes that were inspired by the shoes Marty McFly (played by Michael J. Fox) wore in&lt;i&gt; Back to the Future: Part II&lt;/i&gt;. I will admit, my favorite is the first one (or maybe the third one since I like trains), but I love these shoes. The proceeds of the auction go towards the Michael J. Fox Foundation which benefits research in Parkinson's Disease.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;These will probably sell for a ton of money, but do you know how many fanboys would buy these in the stores? Ummmm, I'd fo-sho rock these in Ohio. I want!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380258794249382311-3700878043366054354?l=fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/feeds/3700878043366054354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/09/mcfly.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/3700878043366054354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/3700878043366054354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/09/mcfly.html' title='McFly'/><author><name>P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12928442603625092999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iw_lJOBjg7A/TJh2oC7C_iI/AAAAAAAABCU/eT1Oi2DwD2E/S220/n3216212_36995215_3963.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380258794249382311.post-7565486872448759342</id><published>2011-09-05T08:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T08:27:02.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Can we be friends? Part I of many</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://1.gvt0.com/vi/suuTMhG27PE/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/suuTMhG27PE&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/suuTMhG27PE&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;If you don't like Aziz Ansari, we can't be friends. Seriously, I would love to meet him. We like the same music, he's hilarious, he likes to look up random information on pointless things, he loves making comments on the fact that he's NOT white... oh, man. This guy is too much... new obsession.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://1.gvt0.com/vi/RQm37z1dgmk/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RQm37z1dgmk&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RQm37z1dgmk&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380258794249382311-7565486872448759342?l=fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/feeds/7565486872448759342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/09/can-we-be-friends-part-i-of-many.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/7565486872448759342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/7565486872448759342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/09/can-we-be-friends-part-i-of-many.html' title='Can we be friends? Part I of many'/><author><name>P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12928442603625092999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iw_lJOBjg7A/TJh2oC7C_iI/AAAAAAAABCU/eT1Oi2DwD2E/S220/n3216212_36995215_3963.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380258794249382311.post-7158442652512756628</id><published>2011-09-03T07:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-03T07:18:03.838-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Home away from home</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aEM3FC_nYLY/TmI24IHtGII/AAAAAAAABfg/1Gto0xYJeXE/s1600/IMG_6682.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aEM3FC_nYLY/TmI24IHtGII/AAAAAAAABfg/1Gto0xYJeXE/s400/IMG_6682.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Last night my friend, Hillary, had a dinner party for a small group of our friends here at OCPM. Her husband came into town for a week to see her. They're from California where he is a police officer and won't be able to make it out to Ohio until sometime in October. There were a few people invited, but for the most part people left town for the long weekend. This was intended to be a game night, but it ended up as a BBQ and booze night instead (ballin'). The three of us from California were SHOCKED when we heard NO ONE there had ever eaten tri-tip, and by the act of God, Hillary found the cut so that we could share the love. We pot-lucked it (I brought potatoes and corn... go starches) and everything turned out as if we were at Thanksgiving. First family dinner was a success :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and did I mention that we had a family of deer just chillin' in their backyard?! BALLIN'!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380258794249382311-7158442652512756628?l=fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/feeds/7158442652512756628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/09/home-away-from-home.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/7158442652512756628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/7158442652512756628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/09/home-away-from-home.html' title='Home away from home'/><author><name>P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12928442603625092999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iw_lJOBjg7A/TJh2oC7C_iI/AAAAAAAABCU/eT1Oi2DwD2E/S220/n3216212_36995215_3963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aEM3FC_nYLY/TmI24IHtGII/AAAAAAAABfg/1Gto0xYJeXE/s72-c/IMG_6682.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380258794249382311.post-1240325074575353166</id><published>2011-09-02T15:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T15:33:01.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't act like you've never been there</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://1.gvt0.com/vi/2Y1QxF0hs_0/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2Y1QxF0hs_0&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2Y1QxF0hs_0&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, college memories...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380258794249382311-1240325074575353166?l=fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/feeds/1240325074575353166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/09/dont-act-like-youve-never-been-there.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/1240325074575353166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/1240325074575353166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/09/dont-act-like-youve-never-been-there.html' title='Don&apos;t act like you&apos;ve never been there'/><author><name>P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12928442603625092999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iw_lJOBjg7A/TJh2oC7C_iI/AAAAAAAABCU/eT1Oi2DwD2E/S220/n3216212_36995215_3963.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380258794249382311.post-4919180904514168934</id><published>2011-09-01T21:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T21:54:40.641-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My mom is laughs</title><content type='html'>So on my gchat status I wrote "I got the swag and it's pumping out my ovaries" and my mom gchatted me with this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="kn" dir="ltr" style="cursor: default; font-weight: bold; margin-left: -1em; zoom: 1;" title="yeeteach@gmail.com"&gt;Susan:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr" id=":148"&gt;Hi Portia! &amp;nbsp;Thanks for the email to let me know how you're doing. &amp;nbsp;What is the swag that you are talking about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EPIC WIN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380258794249382311-4919180904514168934?l=fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/feeds/4919180904514168934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/09/my-mom-is-laughs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/4919180904514168934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/4919180904514168934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/09/my-mom-is-laughs.html' title='My mom is laughs'/><author><name>P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12928442603625092999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iw_lJOBjg7A/TJh2oC7C_iI/AAAAAAAABCU/eT1Oi2DwD2E/S220/n3216212_36995215_3963.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380258794249382311.post-5220943641495800929</id><published>2011-09-01T20:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T20:58:30.964-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Times are a changin'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://3.gvt0.com/vi/7JxfgId3XTs/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7JxfgId3XTs&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7JxfgId3XTs&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you just wish you could always have an 80s party?!?!?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380258794249382311-5220943641495800929?l=fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/feeds/5220943641495800929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/09/times-are-changin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/5220943641495800929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/5220943641495800929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/09/times-are-changin.html' title='Times are a changin&apos;'/><author><name>P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12928442603625092999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iw_lJOBjg7A/TJh2oC7C_iI/AAAAAAAABCU/eT1Oi2DwD2E/S220/n3216212_36995215_3963.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380258794249382311.post-5368028362537889801</id><published>2011-09-01T07:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T07:56:13.675-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cher and Josh: then and now</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I8C3Ta2hWYY/Tl-b1yLC4VI/AAAAAAAABfY/KVRIE0ClHAo/s1600/enhanced-buzz-17098-1314203227-18.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="208" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I8C3Ta2hWYY/Tl-b1yLC4VI/AAAAAAAABfY/KVRIE0ClHAo/s320/enhanced-buzz-17098-1314203227-18.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PSMICh-JpJ0/Tl-b3OfNWiI/AAAAAAAABfc/anwzm_8hBmc/s1600/enhanced-buzz-17106-1314204220-21.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PSMICh-JpJ0/Tl-b3OfNWiI/AAAAAAAABfc/anwzm_8hBmc/s320/enhanced-buzz-17106-1314204220-21.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Clueless&lt;/i&gt; came out in 1995. Weird.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380258794249382311-5368028362537889801?l=fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/feeds/5368028362537889801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/09/cher-and-josh-then-and-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/5368028362537889801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/5368028362537889801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/09/cher-and-josh-then-and-now.html' title='Cher and Josh: then and now'/><author><name>P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12928442603625092999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iw_lJOBjg7A/TJh2oC7C_iI/AAAAAAAABCU/eT1Oi2DwD2E/S220/n3216212_36995215_3963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I8C3Ta2hWYY/Tl-b1yLC4VI/AAAAAAAABfY/KVRIE0ClHAo/s72-c/enhanced-buzz-17098-1314203227-18.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380258794249382311.post-1607056139155719884</id><published>2011-09-01T07:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T15:34:12.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Adele.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://0.gvt0.com/vi/kD80fb5t9Bg/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kD80fb5t9Bg&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kD80fb5t9Bg&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I didn't watch the VMAs since I don't have TV, but I'm guessing that no one did a performance like Adele since she didn't have any back up dancers or crazy pyro or&amp;nbsp;gimmicks or anything like that. Most of you have probably seen this, but I can't get over it... probably because I like listening to depressing/heartbreaking music (it's the emo kid in me).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380258794249382311-1607056139155719884?l=fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/feeds/1607056139155719884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/09/adele.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/1607056139155719884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/1607056139155719884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/09/adele.html' title='Adele.'/><author><name>P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12928442603625092999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iw_lJOBjg7A/TJh2oC7C_iI/AAAAAAAABCU/eT1Oi2DwD2E/S220/n3216212_36995215_3963.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380258794249382311.post-5395814862518512135</id><published>2011-08-31T19:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T19:31:40.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Davis People = Happy People</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QCnf5McJItU/Tl7uCIF1CoI/AAAAAAAABfU/T0T9OY8PZ0o/s1600/Untitled.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="222" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QCnf5McJItU/Tl7uCIF1CoI/AAAAAAAABfU/T0T9OY8PZ0o/s400/Untitled.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;NBD... Davis is 10th on happiest schools (click the pic to enlarge or go to the source).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thedailybeast.com/newsweek/features/college-rankings/2011/happiest.all.html"&gt;[source]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380258794249382311-5395814862518512135?l=fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/feeds/5395814862518512135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/08/davis-people-happy-people.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/5395814862518512135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/5395814862518512135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/08/davis-people-happy-people.html' title='Davis People = Happy People'/><author><name>P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12928442603625092999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iw_lJOBjg7A/TJh2oC7C_iI/AAAAAAAABCU/eT1Oi2DwD2E/S220/n3216212_36995215_3963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QCnf5McJItU/Tl7uCIF1CoI/AAAAAAAABfU/T0T9OY8PZ0o/s72-c/Untitled.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380258794249382311.post-6731121184891209655</id><published>2011-08-31T19:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T19:12:09.399-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I have a twin out there...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://1.gvt0.com/vi/8Zd5SnAwC40/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8Zd5SnAwC40&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8Zd5SnAwC40&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Go to the 29 sec mark and watch for about 4 seconds. You'll be speechless. Thanks, Chris, for the heads up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Note: It really ISN'T me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380258794249382311-6731121184891209655?l=fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/feeds/6731121184891209655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-have-twin-out-there.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/6731121184891209655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/6731121184891209655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-have-twin-out-there.html' title='I have a twin out there...'/><author><name>P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12928442603625092999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iw_lJOBjg7A/TJh2oC7C_iI/AAAAAAAABCU/eT1Oi2DwD2E/S220/n3216212_36995215_3963.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380258794249382311.post-1685414128239646479</id><published>2011-08-28T20:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T23:22:06.242-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rule #76: No excuses. Play like a champion.</title><content type='html'>There is a student run organization at OCPM that puts on an annual flag football game. The game was co-ed with teams of no more than 10, with a minimum or 4 girls on each. Of course my team was a group of my friends from my class. We were all pretty athletic and equally excited to play. We played this game against a bunch of 2nd years. They were the yellow team... freakin' yellow team (we were red). Now, I like to play defense because I can run backwards and love pulling people's flags, but for a few plays they had me hike the ball and block.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Long story short, I ended up with a concussion. This Asian GUY (yellow man in a yellow shit... go figure) rammed me with his shoulder straight into my left temple and I went down. Definitely was knocked out and eventually went to the hospital after I was convinced/yelled at by Chris over the phone about the seriousness of my "condition". In all honesty, I was in no position to be making decisions. I kept saying I was fine, but I probably wasn't, but then again, how was anyone else to know? We all only met one month ago, so I completely understand why no one pushed me to see a doctor immediately. My friend, Olli, took me to the ER where they had me do a bunch of tests just to tell me to take extra strength Tylenol every 4 hours, not to play contact sports for at least a week or two, not to drink alcohol for five days, and not to drive a car for at least 24 hours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KFozUJNIcC4/TlsHqDeswYI/AAAAAAAABfQ/-4gnnaShji8/s1600/concussion-legislation.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="216" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KFozUJNIcC4/TlsHqDeswYI/AAAAAAAABfQ/-4gnnaShji8/s320/concussion-legislation.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My friend, Jaqs, had me sleep over at her place since someone had to observe me for the next 24 hours to make sure I didn't get worse (i.e. vomit, convulse, die). I was told that my reaction time was slow, my speech was slurred, and my pupils were&amp;nbsp;dilated. On top of this, my phone died (go figure) and I didn't have a charger until Jaqs drove me to my apartment to change my clothes/get my computer so I could try to study (failed at that one)/get my cell phone charger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Little did I know I had several messages from people checking up on me. So I just wanted to shout out all of those people who showed me some serious love: Olli, Jaqs (and Alex from afar), Paul, Hillary, Ilya, Ahmad, Trub, Andi, Jamey, Addison, Matt, Fred, my biochem tutor, those guys who I forgot their names on the bench with that cute dog, and of course, Chris (for convincing me that I really might have a head injury). Thanks everyone for checking in with me and having my back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;UPDATE: Today, I woke up feeling no better, but no worse. My jaw hurt A LOT, most likely from the injury/me clenching my teeth since I kept having dreams about getting hit in the head. My ability to concentrate is next to nothing (I feel like I have ADD), and my body feels like it's been run over by a raging, testosterone pumping, Asian man in a yellow shirt. Every audible noise seems loud (which is interesting because yesterday I felt like I was under water) and almost every smell makes me&amp;nbsp;nauseous, though not to the point of actually vomiting (yay!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. We won that game. Suck it, yellow team!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380258794249382311-1685414128239646479?l=fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/feeds/1685414128239646479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/08/rule-76-no-excuses-play-like-champion.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/1685414128239646479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/1685414128239646479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/08/rule-76-no-excuses-play-like-champion.html' title='Rule #76: No excuses. Play like a champion.'/><author><name>P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12928442603625092999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iw_lJOBjg7A/TJh2oC7C_iI/AAAAAAAABCU/eT1Oi2DwD2E/S220/n3216212_36995215_3963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KFozUJNIcC4/TlsHqDeswYI/AAAAAAAABfQ/-4gnnaShji8/s72-c/concussion-legislation.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380258794249382311.post-3293285235726948207</id><published>2011-08-26T09:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-26T09:21:30.665-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This trend needs to end</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5P0v8I0pwlI/TlfHif4GTdI/AAAAAAAABfM/mukSUb90Ig4/s1600/PG_05938.6507_FS.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5P0v8I0pwlI/TlfHif4GTdI/AAAAAAAABfM/mukSUb90Ig4/s1600/PG_05938.6507_FS.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Guys in boots and grey jeans... YES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys in skinny jeans.... DIE!!! PLEASE STOP DOING THIS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear straight leg jeans,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please be all over men again. Skinny jeans are making them look stupid. Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380258794249382311-3293285235726948207?l=fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/feeds/3293285235726948207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/08/this-trend-needs-to-end.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/3293285235726948207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/3293285235726948207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/08/this-trend-needs-to-end.html' title='This trend needs to end'/><author><name>P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12928442603625092999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iw_lJOBjg7A/TJh2oC7C_iI/AAAAAAAABCU/eT1Oi2DwD2E/S220/n3216212_36995215_3963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5P0v8I0pwlI/TlfHif4GTdI/AAAAAAAABfM/mukSUb90Ig4/s72-c/PG_05938.6507_FS.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380258794249382311.post-3173681511763636635</id><published>2011-08-25T21:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T15:11:14.155-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The short story</title><content type='html'>Now that I'm in Ohio, I have been trying to make new friends, and I realized that people in podiatry school like to study and not really go out as much. I mean, I feel like at Davis we found the time to study SO THAT WE COULD GO to trivia night, pint night, mojito night, friday night, saturday night... you get the picture. But here, it's like people spend their weekends studying and then studying some more. Now there are some people who DO go out, and I know of three, maybe four different cliques that do venture off into downtown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting off track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so there's a couple groups of guys out here that I know who actually go out... some contain less than tall dudes and yeah, I have heard them complain about being vertically challenged. One/two/three guys at school have told me how hard it is for girls to notice them when going out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOOOOOOOOO NOT TRUE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's true, I have never heard a girl take a shot and say, "Oh my God... tonight, I just want to hook up with a short guy." NO! But just because you're short doesn't mean you can't have swag. Now, I know that I'm totally bias since these are my friends, but I think they are hilarious, good looking (I only hang out with beautiful people), obviously intelligent, and full of charisma! So why is height even a factor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Granted, I know that I am short, so dating someone that is "shorter" doesn't bother me, but I find it awful that our social norms have rattled the confidence of those that I think are genuinely considered a "catch". Maybe I'm jaded because my dad is short for a guy and he's uberly confident with himself. What's wrong with being under 5'10"? NOTHING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that a woman will be interested in you regardless of height... and it's a guy who is confident in his own skin that has all the ladies looking, am I right? It's hot when a guy just knows what he wants and knows who he is and just does it. Take it from me, a short person who normally hangs out with tall people... just because you're short doesn't mean you can't have a big personality. And sure, you might be overlooked (literally), but when you meet the right person they can only see you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380258794249382311-3173681511763636635?l=fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/feeds/3173681511763636635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/08/short-story.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/3173681511763636635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/3173681511763636635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/08/short-story.html' title='The short story'/><author><name>P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12928442603625092999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iw_lJOBjg7A/TJh2oC7C_iI/AAAAAAAABCU/eT1Oi2DwD2E/S220/n3216212_36995215_3963.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380258794249382311.post-5730013279797561231</id><published>2011-08-24T19:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T19:30:09.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Feelin' the family love</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;'&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HprBkFfMUro/TlWx73MLcVI/AAAAAAAABfE/wUvYn3Njg0Y/s1600/IMG_6672.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HprBkFfMUro/TlWx73MLcVI/AAAAAAAABfE/wUvYn3Njg0Y/s320/IMG_6672.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tI36fP6N-Bs/TlWx55QdrII/AAAAAAAABfA/oFhZ8zqP1Wg/s1600/IMG_6671.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tI36fP6N-Bs/TlWx55QdrII/AAAAAAAABfA/oFhZ8zqP1Wg/s400/IMG_6671.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ddv5nAXmNN4/TlWx21O6JxI/AAAAAAAABe8/hN1o-ATpWhY/s1600/IMG_6670.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ddv5nAXmNN4/TlWx21O6JxI/AAAAAAAABe8/hN1o-ATpWhY/s200/IMG_6670.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8IFv3H6Tor4/TlWx9YRclkI/AAAAAAAABfI/yeOXav8xYXc/s1600/Photo0385.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8IFv3H6Tor4/TlWx9YRclkI/AAAAAAAABfI/yeOXav8xYXc/s320/Photo0385.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the past three days I have been getting packages of awesome. First came a sound bar from Chris, then a care package of goodies from my mom, bro, and pops, and then a set of knives and pots and pans from Macy's that my mom got on sale. WINNING!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380258794249382311-5730013279797561231?l=fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/feeds/5730013279797561231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/08/feelin-family-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/5730013279797561231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/5730013279797561231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/08/feelin-family-love.html' title='Feelin&apos; the family love'/><author><name>P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12928442603625092999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iw_lJOBjg7A/TJh2oC7C_iI/AAAAAAAABCU/eT1Oi2DwD2E/S220/n3216212_36995215_3963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HprBkFfMUro/TlWx73MLcVI/AAAAAAAABfE/wUvYn3Njg0Y/s72-c/IMG_6672.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380258794249382311.post-6907293715042687340</id><published>2011-08-23T20:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T20:59:34.117-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving... again... ugh...</title><content type='html'>For those of you who didn't know this, I basically lived with my friend, Paul, and his wife, Amber, for the past three weeks as I waited for an apartment to open up somewhere near school. I was able to move in last Friday, but that basically meant I could transport my boxes from my car/Paul and Amber's guest room. It was weird moving everything AGAIN for the millionth time in a room. Instead of celebrating with a drinks downtown, I went to bed on an air mattress that lost all air by the next morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VGduJWXLPhs/TlR13WpQZWI/AAAAAAAABe4/bPGsmgcD5E8/s1600/Photo0369.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VGduJWXLPhs/TlR13WpQZWI/AAAAAAAABe4/bPGsmgcD5E8/s320/Photo0369.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent all Saturday and Sunday shopping for items for the new place... mainly cleaning supplies, EVERYTHING for the kitchen, and a bed. I was so happy to finally get a bed that I WANTED. Not a hand-me-down bed or a gift from dad, but a bed that I bought with my money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This whole process of moving across country and applying for student loans and furnishing an apartment... it's been VERY overwhelming, but incredibly rewarding. I have discovered new stores where I can get nice things for less money. Like TJ Maxx... omg, this store is amazing. It's like a Marshall's, but better. They have a ton of nice things for the kitchen and the bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vUDk7apoh68/TlRtzusON4I/AAAAAAAABe0/SqsipA932jE/s1600/IMG_6667.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vUDk7apoh68/TlRtzusON4I/AAAAAAAABe0/SqsipA932jE/s320/IMG_6667.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My priorities for furnishing my apartments are as follows: 1) bed (costco... done), 2) dining room table (will double as "desk" for me) and chairs, 3) sofa (I currently sit on my floor... I need to invest in a couple floor&amp;nbsp;cushions), 4) drawers (my clothes are literally EVERYWHERE), and 5) bookshelf. I have next to no time to get any of this with schools and school related events, so I have a feeling this will be a slow process. Also, I only have so much money, so I don't know how I'm going to afford most of this stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random, but can anyone tell me why trashcans cost so much? Really? I mean, $20 for a thing that I'm just going to throw used tissues into and them empty into a plastic target bag... seems ridiculously pricey. Luckily, I'm super Asian and love looking for sale items and things in the clearance sections of stores. Really though, who doesn't love a good deal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopping on craigslist is a little creepy out here since every city within twenty minutes has bad&amp;nbsp;neighborhoods next to good ones. Really, you don't ever know if the address you're going to is ghetto or not (not even if you street view it first on google maps) because Midwest houses all look the same and there are gas stations on every corner that there isn't some auto repair shop. I meant to go and look at a TV stand the other day and once I was in the neighborhood, I felt it best for me to just keep driving to look at Target.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so the adventure continues... hopefully, I'll have this apartment set up before I graduate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380258794249382311-6907293715042687340?l=fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/feeds/6907293715042687340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/08/moving-again-ugh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/6907293715042687340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/6907293715042687340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/08/moving-again-ugh.html' title='Moving... again... ugh...'/><author><name>P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12928442603625092999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iw_lJOBjg7A/TJh2oC7C_iI/AAAAAAAABCU/eT1Oi2DwD2E/S220/n3216212_36995215_3963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VGduJWXLPhs/TlR13WpQZWI/AAAAAAAABe4/bPGsmgcD5E8/s72-c/Photo0369.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380258794249382311.post-626604456212688799</id><published>2011-08-23T15:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T21:06:55.942-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CA FTW: Part IV</title><content type='html'>In CA:&lt;br /&gt;"Earthquake... no big deal."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dm71Vm5dCyY/TlQtoNd314I/AAAAAAAABes/uO_0n5HKbfI/s1600/ca_earthquake_picture_002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dm71Vm5dCyY/TlQtoNd314I/AAAAAAAABes/uO_0n5HKbfI/s320/ca_earthquake_picture_002.jpg" width="279" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In OH:&lt;br /&gt;"Omg, why is the building shaking? Are we going to die?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Cz3dJlPFwkU/TlQts-0BmpI/AAAAAAAABew/pG-YKvv0u6A/s1600/earthquake_20110823140653_320_240.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Cz3dJlPFwkU/TlQts-0BmpI/AAAAAAAABew/pG-YKvv0u6A/s1600/earthquake_20110823140653_320_240.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today around 2pm or so, I was sitting in Biochem when all of the sudden I saw the projection screen moving... Then the chair started moving a little... then the building started to shake. I looked over to my friend, Hillary, whom is a native Californian as well, and we prepared to duck and cover under the tables. What did everyone else do? PANIC, of course. I would say this was the first earthquake-like experience for 90% of the class. Afterwards, I guess no one was getting cell phone service, which created more panic... even though we were nowhere near the epicenter (reported a 5.9 in VA), but I guess I would do the same thing if I had no clue as to what was going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's still pretty cool and random that there was an aftershock felt in Cleveland, let alone Ohio. I'd like to think it was me shaking up Ohio a little bit... ya know, giving it a little California swag... or not... I mean, it could just be plates shifting... or whatever ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380258794249382311-626604456212688799?l=fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/feeds/626604456212688799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/08/ca-ftw-part-iv.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/626604456212688799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/626604456212688799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/08/ca-ftw-part-iv.html' title='CA FTW: Part IV'/><author><name>P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12928442603625092999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iw_lJOBjg7A/TJh2oC7C_iI/AAAAAAAABCU/eT1Oi2DwD2E/S220/n3216212_36995215_3963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dm71Vm5dCyY/TlQtoNd314I/AAAAAAAABes/uO_0n5HKbfI/s72-c/ca_earthquake_picture_002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380258794249382311.post-8626118445294296984</id><published>2011-08-22T23:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T23:20:18.325-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss cartoons</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://0.gvt0.com/vi/gcnCNnPxW7A/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gcnCNnPxW7A&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gcnCNnPxW7A&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Is it weird that I picture Chris and I doing something like this? That is if either one of us played piano and I remembered anything about the violin... I mean, I can still play a mean set of bells...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380258794249382311-8626118445294296984?l=fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/feeds/8626118445294296984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-miss-cartoons.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/8626118445294296984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/8626118445294296984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-miss-cartoons.html' title='I miss cartoons'/><author><name>P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12928442603625092999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iw_lJOBjg7A/TJh2oC7C_iI/AAAAAAAABCU/eT1Oi2DwD2E/S220/n3216212_36995215_3963.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380258794249382311.post-5891016150451110446</id><published>2011-08-22T22:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T22:43:12.021-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Can you do the thizzle dance?</title><content type='html'>They don't know what thizzing is here in Ohio. I find that VERY odd. I mean now when I go dumb or get stupid people just look at me like some crazy Asian girl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--ig5IZVcz0k/TlM9uds2fBI/AAAAAAAABeo/L6HT9BwjlWQ/s1600/mac.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--ig5IZVcz0k/TlM9uds2fBI/AAAAAAAABeo/L6HT9BwjlWQ/s320/mac.jpg" width="301" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380258794249382311-5891016150451110446?l=fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/feeds/5891016150451110446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/08/can-you-do-thizzle-dance.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/5891016150451110446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/5891016150451110446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/08/can-you-do-thizzle-dance.html' title='Can you do the thizzle dance?'/><author><name>P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12928442603625092999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iw_lJOBjg7A/TJh2oC7C_iI/AAAAAAAABCU/eT1Oi2DwD2E/S220/n3216212_36995215_3963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--ig5IZVcz0k/TlM9uds2fBI/AAAAAAAABeo/L6HT9BwjlWQ/s72-c/mac.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380258794249382311.post-4373744852887669028</id><published>2011-08-18T18:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T18:52:24.634-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm always on the fence</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4lj_FRLK9m8/Tk3BZo68CYI/AAAAAAAABek/fi1Yn9_8id4/s1600/iphone-vs-droid-full.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4lj_FRLK9m8/Tk3BZo68CYI/AAAAAAAABek/fi1Yn9_8id4/s1600/iphone-vs-droid-full.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Where do you fall? For a better look, click the source.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.geekologie.com/image.php?path=/2011/08/17/iphone-vs-droid-full.jpg"&gt;[source]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380258794249382311-4373744852887669028?l=fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/feeds/4373744852887669028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/08/im-always-on-fence.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/4373744852887669028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/4373744852887669028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/08/im-always-on-fence.html' title='I&apos;m always on the fence'/><author><name>P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12928442603625092999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iw_lJOBjg7A/TJh2oC7C_iI/AAAAAAAABCU/eT1Oi2DwD2E/S220/n3216212_36995215_3963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4lj_FRLK9m8/Tk3BZo68CYI/AAAAAAAABek/fi1Yn9_8id4/s72-c/iphone-vs-droid-full.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380258794249382311.post-7937929369648838322</id><published>2011-08-16T18:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T18:31:05.261-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CA FTW: Part III (but this is a HUGE deal for Cleveland)</title><content type='html'>Filming in downtown Cleveland&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://1.gvt0.com/vi/f6MZElJCJ2k/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/f6MZElJCJ2k&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/f6MZElJCJ2k&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Filming in CA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pA007xJY9pE/TksYtM6MzoI/AAAAAAAABec/VCIb8DRJbKQ/s1600/hollywood.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="229" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pA007xJY9pE/TksYtM6MzoI/AAAAAAAABec/VCIb8DRJbKQ/s320/hollywood.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I mean... come on... there's not competition, but still it's a pretty big deal to have &lt;i&gt;The Avengers&lt;/i&gt; here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MZu6ao2r4v4/TksZiWAB3jI/AAAAAAAABeg/LaxlwnDy_Rs/s1600/enhanced-buzz-4360-1313516202-16.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MZu6ao2r4v4/TksZiWAB3jI/AAAAAAAABeg/LaxlwnDy_Rs/s640/enhanced-buzz-4360-1313516202-16.jpg" width="396" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;SOOOOOOOOOO EXCITING!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380258794249382311-7937929369648838322?l=fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/feeds/7937929369648838322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/08/ca-ftw-part-iii-but-this-is-huge-deal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/7937929369648838322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/7937929369648838322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/08/ca-ftw-part-iii-but-this-is-huge-deal.html' title='CA FTW: Part III (but this is a HUGE deal for Cleveland)'/><author><name>P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12928442603625092999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iw_lJOBjg7A/TJh2oC7C_iI/AAAAAAAABCU/eT1Oi2DwD2E/S220/n3216212_36995215_3963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pA007xJY9pE/TksYtM6MzoI/AAAAAAAABec/VCIb8DRJbKQ/s72-c/hollywood.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380258794249382311.post-7447377809007224749</id><published>2011-08-16T07:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T15:51:05.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CA is hella tight</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-72erK0Nsp-E/TkqEAXKFN1I/AAAAAAAABeY/FXIkp_CFdJY/s1600/hellastate.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-72erK0Nsp-E/TkqEAXKFN1I/AAAAAAAABeY/FXIkp_CFdJY/s400/hellastate.jpg" width="345" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hella say hella. Word.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380258794249382311-7447377809007224749?l=fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/feeds/7447377809007224749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/08/ca-is-hella-tight.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/7447377809007224749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/7447377809007224749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/08/ca-is-hella-tight.html' title='CA is hella tight'/><author><name>P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12928442603625092999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iw_lJOBjg7A/TJh2oC7C_iI/AAAAAAAABCU/eT1Oi2DwD2E/S220/n3216212_36995215_3963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-72erK0Nsp-E/TkqEAXKFN1I/AAAAAAAABeY/FXIkp_CFdJY/s72-c/hellastate.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380258794249382311.post-8561290033203939681</id><published>2011-08-14T18:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T18:59:47.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I want... badly</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oNDdQqcNYNE/Tkhy_VW9edI/AAAAAAAABeU/eql0_XJAI2w/s1600/fuckyeahcorgi.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="173" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oNDdQqcNYNE/Tkhy_VW9edI/AAAAAAAABeU/eql0_XJAI2w/s400/fuckyeahcorgi.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day I'll own a dog.... or a pack of dogs.... but this little guy will be the ring leader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fuckyeahcorgi.tumblr.com/"&gt;[source]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380258794249382311-8561290033203939681?l=fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/feeds/8561290033203939681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-want-badly.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/8561290033203939681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/8561290033203939681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-want-badly.html' title='I want... badly'/><author><name>P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12928442603625092999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iw_lJOBjg7A/TJh2oC7C_iI/AAAAAAAABCU/eT1Oi2DwD2E/S220/n3216212_36995215_3963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oNDdQqcNYNE/Tkhy_VW9edI/AAAAAAAABeU/eql0_XJAI2w/s72-c/fuckyeahcorgi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380258794249382311.post-4695974065466588097</id><published>2011-08-13T08:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-13T08:08:57.832-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All men need a little help</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tBAYWcnrsek/TkaR3BXhmrI/AAAAAAAABeQ/94JQrNmzNfw/s1600/1580084303.01._SX220_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tBAYWcnrsek/TkaR3BXhmrI/AAAAAAAABeQ/94JQrNmzNfw/s1600/1580084303.01._SX220_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know a single woman who says, "I've always wanted to be with a total douche."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Modern-Gentleman-Guide-Essential-Manners/dp/1580084303"&gt;[source]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380258794249382311-4695974065466588097?l=fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/feeds/4695974065466588097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/08/all-men-need-little-help.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/4695974065466588097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/4695974065466588097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/08/all-men-need-little-help.html' title='All men need a little help'/><author><name>P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12928442603625092999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iw_lJOBjg7A/TJh2oC7C_iI/AAAAAAAABCU/eT1Oi2DwD2E/S220/n3216212_36995215_3963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tBAYWcnrsek/TkaR3BXhmrI/AAAAAAAABeQ/94JQrNmzNfw/s72-c/1580084303.01._SX220_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380258794249382311.post-8325317093675051579</id><published>2011-08-13T07:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-13T07:36:00.934-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mark Zuckerburg... and (the)facebook.com</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://2.gvt0.com/vi/--APdD6vejI/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/--APdD6vejI&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/--APdD6vejI&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it just me or does Mark Zuckerburg talk like a total dude?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My school does stuff on facebook, and I'm sure there is some sort of "Class of 2015/2016" type group that I should join for updates on events or whatever, but I still can't help but think re-joining facebook would be a bad idea... Hmmmm. More to follow (I'm sure) in the future.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380258794249382311-8325317093675051579?l=fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/feeds/8325317093675051579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/08/mark-zuckerburg-and-thefacebookcom.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/8325317093675051579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/8325317093675051579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/08/mark-zuckerburg-and-thefacebookcom.html' title='Mark Zuckerburg... and (the)facebook.com'/><author><name>P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12928442603625092999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iw_lJOBjg7A/TJh2oC7C_iI/AAAAAAAABCU/eT1Oi2DwD2E/S220/n3216212_36995215_3963.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380258794249382311.post-236240742401096693</id><published>2011-08-10T08:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T08:51:35.689-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RhQC8PQOmwU/TkKo72g_0DI/AAAAAAAABeM/c0Hmj2EAJS4/s1600/images.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RhQC8PQOmwU/TkKo72g_0DI/AAAAAAAABeM/c0Hmj2EAJS4/s1600/images.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380258794249382311-236240742401096693?l=fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/feeds/236240742401096693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/08/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/236240742401096693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/236240742401096693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12928442603625092999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iw_lJOBjg7A/TJh2oC7C_iI/AAAAAAAABCU/eT1Oi2DwD2E/S220/n3216212_36995215_3963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RhQC8PQOmwU/TkKo72g_0DI/AAAAAAAABeM/c0Hmj2EAJS4/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380258794249382311.post-4973058978058411315</id><published>2011-08-10T07:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T07:48:19.164-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where most of the OCPM students live</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://0.gvt0.com/vi/N3oTCatzz7A/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/N3oTCatzz7A&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/N3oTCatzz7A&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was made by one of the local radio stations.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380258794249382311-4973058978058411315?l=fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/feeds/4973058978058411315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/08/where-most-of-ocpm-students-live.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/4973058978058411315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/4973058978058411315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/08/where-most-of-ocpm-students-live.html' title='Where most of the OCPM students live'/><author><name>P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12928442603625092999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iw_lJOBjg7A/TJh2oC7C_iI/AAAAAAAABCU/eT1Oi2DwD2E/S220/n3216212_36995215_3963.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380258794249382311.post-2571463477017704053</id><published>2011-08-10T07:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T07:44:57.657-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't wait :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-djBnz8er1D8/TkKY_QgfYSI/AAAAAAAABeI/RNjLwikm_Zg/s1600/moneyball-poster-oh-hi-im-brad-pitt.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-djBnz8er1D8/TkKY_QgfYSI/AAAAAAAABeI/RNjLwikm_Zg/s640/moneyball-poster-oh-hi-im-brad-pitt.jpg" width="428" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Indian's are playing the A's at the end of the month. I plan on going to at least one of the games ($8 for the third deck, $10 for bleachers... all after class... worth it).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380258794249382311-2571463477017704053?l=fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/feeds/2571463477017704053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/08/cant-wait.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/2571463477017704053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/2571463477017704053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/08/cant-wait.html' title='Can&apos;t wait :)'/><author><name>P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12928442603625092999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iw_lJOBjg7A/TJh2oC7C_iI/AAAAAAAABCU/eT1Oi2DwD2E/S220/n3216212_36995215_3963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-djBnz8er1D8/TkKY_QgfYSI/AAAAAAAABeI/RNjLwikm_Zg/s72-c/moneyball-poster-oh-hi-im-brad-pitt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380258794249382311.post-3432423586552619639</id><published>2011-08-09T17:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T17:55:14.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CA FTW: Part II (though some will say it's OH FTW)</title><content type='html'>McDonald's in California&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VpStN7Aa0Cg/TkHWO1Z2hsI/AAAAAAAABeA/08xcxoDvb0U/s1600/sac+mcdonalds.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VpStN7Aa0Cg/TkHWO1Z2hsI/AAAAAAAABeA/08xcxoDvb0U/s320/sac+mcdonalds.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;McDonald's in Ohio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-69oPf6s6YBk/TkHWZGH5hnI/AAAAAAAABeE/UmVXvsJz7bs/s1600/fancy+mcdonalds.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-69oPf6s6YBk/TkHWZGH5hnI/AAAAAAAABeE/UmVXvsJz7bs/s320/fancy+mcdonalds.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We call this "fancy McDonald's" and it's right down the street from my school in Independence. The food is exactly the same, but the upstairs is like a Border's seating area full of old people. Seriously though... this fancy for a McDonald's????? Ohio be cray cray.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380258794249382311-3432423586552619639?l=fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/feeds/3432423586552619639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/08/ca-ftw-part-ii-though-some-will-say-its.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/3432423586552619639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/3432423586552619639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/08/ca-ftw-part-ii-though-some-will-say-its.html' title='CA FTW: Part II (though some will say it&apos;s OH FTW)'/><author><name>P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12928442603625092999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iw_lJOBjg7A/TJh2oC7C_iI/AAAAAAAABCU/eT1Oi2DwD2E/S220/n3216212_36995215_3963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VpStN7Aa0Cg/TkHWO1Z2hsI/AAAAAAAABeA/08xcxoDvb0U/s72-c/sac+mcdonalds.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380258794249382311.post-8549781317154397744</id><published>2011-08-08T21:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T21:11:13.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I have to "get connected"</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w1pDHySVh5A/TkCyy8-u_zI/AAAAAAAABd8/77uAnpeD2Cg/s1600/Smartphones.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w1pDHySVh5A/TkCyy8-u_zI/AAAAAAAABd8/77uAnpeD2Cg/s320/Smartphones.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My school is all about up to date technology stuff, so a lot of alerts are synced up through the use of various phone. I am one of perhaps three people at the school who doesn't have a smartphone, which I found out today (first hand) totally sucks for me. Most people get e-mail on their phone, so when people send out a message that says, "Hey! I'm going to be doing a review for the first five people who e-mail me back" I don't get that until whenever I check my e-mail... All of the groups have been filled within minutes of the e-mail being sent. It's really annoying for the simple folk like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone out here tells me not to get AT&amp;amp;T because the coverage is terrible or calls are frequently dropped (but perhaps that is an iphone issue). Most people either have Verizon (way too expensive) and/or Sprint (much more cost effective)... so Shayna, if you're reading this, I'm ready to switch. I must say, I like the&amp;nbsp;simplicity&amp;nbsp;of of the iphone (very user friendly), but I am probably more of a droid person. Feel free to leave me a comment on this and tell me what phone you have and if you life it. I need a list a of pro's and con's and it's hard to do that when I'm also trying to study my ass off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, my school does stuff on facebook, so for the past two weeks I have been asking myself, "Should I re-join facebook?" And, if you check your facebook, you will find out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380258794249382311-8549781317154397744?l=fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/feeds/8549781317154397744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-have-to-get-connected.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/8549781317154397744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/8549781317154397744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-have-to-get-connected.html' title='I have to &quot;get connected&quot;'/><author><name>P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12928442603625092999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iw_lJOBjg7A/TJh2oC7C_iI/AAAAAAAABCU/eT1Oi2DwD2E/S220/n3216212_36995215_3963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w1pDHySVh5A/TkCyy8-u_zI/AAAAAAAABd8/77uAnpeD2Cg/s72-c/Smartphones.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380258794249382311.post-3061816004586243337</id><published>2011-08-08T12:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T12:21:55.202-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, the internet....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I2IOSryxaTw/TkA3J-V2vbI/AAAAAAAABd4/B7VBIMTrRpU/s1600/mad-on-the-internet-full.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I2IOSryxaTw/TkA3J-V2vbI/AAAAAAAABd4/B7VBIMTrRpU/s640/mad-on-the-internet-full.jpg" width="280" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a larger version, click&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.geekologie.com/image.php?path=/2011/08/08/mad-on-the-internet-full.jpg"&gt;HERE.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380258794249382311-3061816004586243337?l=fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/feeds/3061816004586243337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/08/oh-internet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/3061816004586243337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/3061816004586243337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/08/oh-internet.html' title='Oh, the internet....'/><author><name>P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12928442603625092999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iw_lJOBjg7A/TJh2oC7C_iI/AAAAAAAABCU/eT1Oi2DwD2E/S220/n3216212_36995215_3963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I2IOSryxaTw/TkA3J-V2vbI/AAAAAAAABd4/B7VBIMTrRpU/s72-c/mad-on-the-internet-full.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380258794249382311.post-1264516903458642317</id><published>2011-08-07T19:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T19:57:09.319-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CA FTW: Part I</title><content type='html'>A Californian, i.e. me, in Ohio:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pEHxT-bBfik/Tj9NW5g84FI/AAAAAAAABdw/41RZJh-1oNQ/s1600/IMG_6548.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pEHxT-bBfik/Tj9NW5g84FI/AAAAAAAABdw/41RZJh-1oNQ/s320/IMG_6548.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What Ohioans think of Californians:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2EKEZf1S9CI/Tj9NfUqEbHI/AAAAAAAABd0/FYwa4z4GZ_k/s1600/Untitled.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="241" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2EKEZf1S9CI/Tj9NfUqEbHI/AAAAAAAABd0/FYwa4z4GZ_k/s320/Untitled.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, hippies. &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Side note: Check out how spot on my Scott Pilgrim avatar is with this current picture of myself. Rockin'!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380258794249382311-1264516903458642317?l=fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/feeds/1264516903458642317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/08/ca-ftw-part-i.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/1264516903458642317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/1264516903458642317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/08/ca-ftw-part-i.html' title='CA FTW: Part I'/><author><name>P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12928442603625092999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iw_lJOBjg7A/TJh2oC7C_iI/AAAAAAAABCU/eT1Oi2DwD2E/S220/n3216212_36995215_3963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pEHxT-bBfik/Tj9NW5g84FI/AAAAAAAABdw/41RZJh-1oNQ/s72-c/IMG_6548.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380258794249382311.post-5093391997883395579</id><published>2011-08-07T19:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T19:16:36.602-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote of truth: Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nGeNSUvsqxo/Tj9G2nKMrvI/AAAAAAAABds/ozfMRWUl0cg/s1600/bridge_over_the_water_at_sunset-wide.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="250" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nGeNSUvsqxo/Tj9G2nKMrvI/AAAAAAAABds/ozfMRWUl0cg/s400/bridge_over_the_water_at_sunset-wide.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #274e13; font-size: large;"&gt;In true love the smallest distance is too great, and the greatest distance can be bridged. &amp;nbsp;-Hans Nouwens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380258794249382311-5093391997883395579?l=fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/feeds/5093391997883395579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/08/quote-of-truth-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/5093391997883395579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/5093391997883395579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/08/quote-of-truth-love.html' title='Quote of truth: Love'/><author><name>P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12928442603625092999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iw_lJOBjg7A/TJh2oC7C_iI/AAAAAAAABCU/eT1Oi2DwD2E/S220/n3216212_36995215_3963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nGeNSUvsqxo/Tj9G2nKMrvI/AAAAAAAABds/ozfMRWUl0cg/s72-c/bridge_over_the_water_at_sunset-wide.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380258794249382311.post-6828689487559290701</id><published>2011-08-06T07:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T07:57:52.657-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Operation Beautiful Revisited</title><content type='html'>A LLOOOOONNNNGGGGG time ago I wrote something about Operation Beautiful in the blog (see&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2010/11/operation-beautiful.html"&gt;Operation Beautiful&lt;/a&gt;) and about how I think all women should be empowered. I take it back. All PEOPLE should feel empowered. I'm living in Ohio now and from what I've seen, people here have some serious body image issues. Seriously... and I thought I had it bad with my super critical, super dismorphic perception on my own body...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I paint a picture for everyone? Well, I'll tell you a story. I went to the gym and the woman next to me had some of the newest, freshly enhanced chesticles I have ever seen. She was wearing three bras and you could tell that she still didn't know how to talk around like a normal person. Now, don't get me wrong. I do believe that if you want something done to make yourself more confident, hey, that's your&amp;nbsp;prerogative. Get that bump tapped off, suck out that fat, stick in those babies for some rockin' calf muscles, get the Kim K/J.Lo butt that you have always wanted...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get it. We all want to change something or wished we looked like athletes and models, but the fact of the matter is we all look different for a reason (GENETICS BE CRAZY!), and that's beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ywEbizOXxGY/Tj1WVKt19jI/AAAAAAAABdo/gyzjcKBXhfc/s1600/ob_5_large2_thumb2.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ywEbizOXxGY/Tj1WVKt19jI/AAAAAAAABdo/gyzjcKBXhfc/s1600/ob_5_large2_thumb2.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have many friends, me included, that talk about their relationship gut. If you don't know what I'm talking about, allow me to explain. You date, you become committed to the relationship, you drink, you eat, you don't work out as much, you lounge around more, and then you end up gaining a million lbs. and wonder what the hell happened to your body. Well hey... go to the gym, talk to smarter people that challenge you, get motivated, and run up that damn hill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can change something, then change it, right? But you should also realize that you're beautiful! Be grateful for being different. If someone says you're weird, thank them, because you are. Being unique is not a bad thing, so embrace it. You're all freaking&amp;nbsp;gorgeous. Recognize it and share the love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more information on Operation Beautiful, visit&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://operationbeautiful.com/"&gt;http://operationbeautiful.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380258794249382311-6828689487559290701?l=fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/feeds/6828689487559290701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/08/operation-beautiful-revisited.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/6828689487559290701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/6828689487559290701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/08/operation-beautiful-revisited.html' title='Operation Beautiful Revisited'/><author><name>P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12928442603625092999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iw_lJOBjg7A/TJh2oC7C_iI/AAAAAAAABCU/eT1Oi2DwD2E/S220/n3216212_36995215_3963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ywEbizOXxGY/Tj1WVKt19jI/AAAAAAAABdo/gyzjcKBXhfc/s72-c/ob_5_large2_thumb2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380258794249382311.post-7379865369184965396</id><published>2011-08-04T15:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T15:47:37.122-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Ohio is Weird (as according to Molly Sundstrom)</title><content type='html'>I was driving to the gym this morning and realized that very few of my friends in California would actually be awake. Fortunately, I know that Chris works at 6am and Molly wakes up early to commute. I sent them each this photo with the caption "no turn on red. eww":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jygmzZ6oIZM/Tjsd4xrlxFI/AAAAAAAABdk/QLDeQ6NsxlM/s1600/Photo0313.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jygmzZ6oIZM/Tjsd4xrlxFI/AAAAAAAABdk/QLDeQ6NsxlM/s400/Photo0313.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Molly decided that she would create a list of all the things that make Ohio weird. It is as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. It snows.&lt;br /&gt;2. You can't make a right on a red&lt;br /&gt;3. &amp;nbsp;I'm in Ohio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To clarify, you can turn right on red here at some intersections... but there are plenty of "no turn on red" signs. Also, another weird driving thing here: you know when you are want to turn left, but you have to yield to the oncoming traffic? Well here they don't enter the intersection AT ALL. They just wait behind that dumb line. How does anyone get around fast enough here if you don't show the intent of actually turning? Also, the posted speed limit is 60 (yes.... 6.....0.....) miles per hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other things that will most likely make the list:&lt;br /&gt;4. No Bank of America or Wells Fargo&lt;br /&gt;5. Chipotle is the only Mexican food place&lt;br /&gt;6. Safeway's are called Giant Eagle's here&lt;br /&gt;7. The best cell phone service provider is Sprint.&lt;br /&gt;8. Every street is constantly doing road construction.&lt;br /&gt;9. Majority of people you see are either white or black.&lt;br /&gt;10. Weird "seasonal" weather&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the bright side here, the living is cheaper, pretty much everyone is nice, what they call "rush hour" we'd call nap time, it's easy to get a concealed gun permit, bar scene is cheap and dive-y, they have Target, CVS, Home Depot, and a Westfield Mall, they love their shitty sports team, and as long as you stay West of the 77 you're safe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus far, I've been here a week and I have made some awesome friends. I love my classes (not biochem) and my classmates. I don't love the amount of debt or second hand smoke I am accumulating, but I know it'll all be worth it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380258794249382311-7379865369184965396?l=fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/feeds/7379865369184965396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/08/why-ohio-is-weird-as-according-to-molly.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/7379865369184965396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/7379865369184965396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/08/why-ohio-is-weird-as-according-to-molly.html' title='Why Ohio is Weird (as according to Molly Sundstrom)'/><author><name>P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12928442603625092999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iw_lJOBjg7A/TJh2oC7C_iI/AAAAAAAABCU/eT1Oi2DwD2E/S220/n3216212_36995215_3963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jygmzZ6oIZM/Tjsd4xrlxFI/AAAAAAAABdk/QLDeQ6NsxlM/s72-c/Photo0313.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380258794249382311.post-291819883367388478</id><published>2011-08-02T20:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T20:58:22.714-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How I watch A's games now</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hrXr3iWVJbI/TjjHM_LIqAI/AAAAAAAABdg/s6VHDdQ4JmA/s1600/Photo0309.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hrXr3iWVJbI/TjjHM_LIqAI/AAAAAAAABdg/s6VHDdQ4JmA/s400/Photo0309.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Free game of the day... BONUS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380258794249382311-291819883367388478?l=fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/feeds/291819883367388478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/08/how-i-watch-as-games-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/291819883367388478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/291819883367388478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/08/how-i-watch-as-games-now.html' title='How I watch A&apos;s games now'/><author><name>P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12928442603625092999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iw_lJOBjg7A/TJh2oC7C_iI/AAAAAAAABCU/eT1Oi2DwD2E/S220/n3216212_36995215_3963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hrXr3iWVJbI/TjjHM_LIqAI/AAAAAAAABdg/s6VHDdQ4JmA/s72-c/Photo0309.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380258794249382311.post-4599099803298473224</id><published>2011-07-31T21:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T21:23:45.522-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Have you tried Youtubing Cleveland?</title><content type='html'>1. Go to youtube.com&lt;br /&gt;2. type in "cleveland"&lt;br /&gt;3. push search&lt;br /&gt;4. enjoy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....or just watch these two videos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://2.gvt0.com/vi/ysmLA5TqbIY/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ysmLA5TqbIY&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ysmLA5TqbIY&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://0.gvt0.com/vi/75MxugBmNsw/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/75MxugBmNsw&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/75MxugBmNsw&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380258794249382311-4599099803298473224?l=fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/feeds/4599099803298473224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/07/have-you-tried-youtubing-cleveland.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/4599099803298473224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/4599099803298473224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/07/have-you-tried-youtubing-cleveland.html' title='Have you tried Youtubing Cleveland?'/><author><name>P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12928442603625092999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iw_lJOBjg7A/TJh2oC7C_iI/AAAAAAAABCU/eT1Oi2DwD2E/S220/n3216212_36995215_3963.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380258794249382311.post-8335153409034758511</id><published>2011-07-27T11:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T11:59:05.309-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I want to meet Will Ferrell</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J9_WgVhg6Ew/TjBf1N8tNpI/AAAAAAAABdc/6yrIuXcT5jQ/s1600/NcO5x.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J9_WgVhg6Ew/TjBf1N8tNpI/AAAAAAAABdc/6yrIuXcT5jQ/s400/NcO5x.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://theinternettoday.net/funny/will-ferrell-charity-golf-event-faqs/"&gt;[source]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380258794249382311-8335153409034758511?l=fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/feeds/8335153409034758511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-want-to-meet-will-ferrell.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/8335153409034758511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/8335153409034758511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-want-to-meet-will-ferrell.html' title='I want to meet Will Ferrell'/><author><name>P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12928442603625092999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iw_lJOBjg7A/TJh2oC7C_iI/AAAAAAAABCU/eT1Oi2DwD2E/S220/n3216212_36995215_3963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J9_WgVhg6Ew/TjBf1N8tNpI/AAAAAAAABdc/6yrIuXcT5jQ/s72-c/NcO5x.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380258794249382311.post-7226192366523750988</id><published>2011-07-27T11:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T11:55:20.394-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This one time, I missed my flight by two minutes...</title><content type='html'>My scheduled plan to get to Cleveland was to catch a plane from Monterey to SFO to DC and then to Cleveland. It was a total of 11 hours of travel time including an hour layover at each airport. Well, it didn't go that way. I arrived at the Monterey Airport two hours ahead of time, only to hear that all flights were delayed (something I had checked when I woke up at 7... the flight went from on time to delayed within two hours). So they put me on stand-by to hopefully catch my original connection to DC. I ended up making it to SFO with plenty of time to catch my connection to DC because that was delayed over an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On that flight, I ended up sitting next to a woman name Alissa and we ended up talking the entire flight, which I thought was pretty cool. It was like instant friendship. By the time we landed I had to book it to my gate. I glanced at the screen that flashed "BOARDING" so I thought I could make it, but no. They closed the door two minutes before I could get there. What's even worse was that there had been seven people waiting for seats on that flight toe Cleveland on stand-by. I guess it was there lucky night. The cherry on top is that they even closed the gate EARLY. The flight was scheduled to leave at 10:07, and I was there at 9:54, more than ten minutes before the flight was scheduled to take off and within their policy. So instead of being upset or crying about it, I decided to just bite the bullet and surrender to the fact that I was stuck in DC for the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After getting a food voucher and a free hotel room, I was informed by the agent that I had fifteen minutes to catch the last departing shuttle... but at Dulles (DC Airport), you have to take a tram in order to get to the terminal. Again, I booked it and Matrixed my way into the tram where the operator congratulated me. So after the tram ride, I went to the curb with the shuttles, but no shuttles were there. At first I thought I missed it, but then I ran into another person who was also going to the Holiday Inn and she said that they were running behind. That was gravy, except for the fact that it was ridiculously humid, 10:30 pm, and I was dehydrated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was waiting I had talked to a few other people who missed the connection flight to Cleveland by minutes, most coming from SFO or Florida. Apparently the agents at the counter told us all the same thing. All of us were booked on other flights going to Cleveland... the only problem was that we were booked on these flights when we were all already up in the air. They said that it was sent to us in e-mails, but that didn't matter because our phones were off in the plane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure my flights were delayed, but I was&amp;nbsp;apparently&amp;nbsp;never supposed to get on that delayed flight to DC. Apparently I was supposed to get on a different flight to Chicago and then connect to Cleveland. And if you were wondering, yes, that flight made it to Cleveland with all of the people who needed the connection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you know me at all, then you should already know by now that I have called and complained to United Airlines because of their ridiculousness. I also like how the agent tried to talk me out of getting a comped hotel in exchange for sleeping in the terminal. Yeah, um, no. I've done that before, and though it's not terrible, I just wanted a good shower and air conditioning. I also plan on writing them, raising all sorts of crazy, and getting something... miles, flight, gift card, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Yj8Ite6WBZM/TjBdBKYysII/AAAAAAAABdY/LbkIgm54Sxs/s1600/IMG_6513.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Yj8Ite6WBZM/TjBdBKYysII/AAAAAAAABdY/LbkIgm54Sxs/s320/IMG_6513.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Regardless, I spent the night in DC and made my flight with PLENTY of time the following morning (checked bags, too). I had to rent a car for a couple of days since my car won't get here until (hopefully) tomorrow. The thing is probably one of the ugliest cars I have ever driven and it definitely is AVERAGE. The turn radius is nothing compared to what I'm used to, but whatever. I only have it until tomorrow night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed to drive around and get lost already, but at least I was able to see various parts of the city. It looks like Sacramento with all of the trees and churches and random mom and pop shops. Most of the buildings are older or remodeled. They have a lot of Applebee's here. If you were wondering, there is a Costco, Best Buy, Target... all that stuff. I still have not seen a grocery story like Safeway, but I have only been here for 5 hours and I have been in Starbucks for almost three of those hours (I needed internet).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is Day 1... wish me luck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380258794249382311-7226192366523750988?l=fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/feeds/7226192366523750988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/07/this-one-time-i-missed-my-flight-by-two.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/7226192366523750988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/7226192366523750988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/07/this-one-time-i-missed-my-flight-by-two.html' title='This one time, I missed my flight by two minutes...'/><author><name>P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12928442603625092999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iw_lJOBjg7A/TJh2oC7C_iI/AAAAAAAABCU/eT1Oi2DwD2E/S220/n3216212_36995215_3963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Yj8Ite6WBZM/TjBdBKYysII/AAAAAAAABdY/LbkIgm54Sxs/s72-c/IMG_6513.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380258794249382311.post-2703574480844575035</id><published>2011-07-26T04:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T04:42:47.089-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We're together even when we're apart</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fU-EQw7tyic/Ti6lZgv7v8I/AAAAAAAABdI/lUkuuF99Mro/s1600/IMG_6313.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fU-EQw7tyic/Ti6lZgv7v8I/AAAAAAAABdI/lUkuuF99Mro/s320/IMG_6313.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;If I speak in the tongues of men or of angels, but do not have love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal. If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge,&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt; and If I have a faith that can move mountains, but do not have love, I am nothing.&lt;/span&gt; If I give all I possess to the poor and give over my body to hardship that I may boast, but do not have love, I gain nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E9TvVqtXqZM/Ti6lmlfIOCI/AAAAAAAABdM/xiSQzXIX_Hg/s1600/IMG_6454.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E9TvVqtXqZM/Ti6lmlfIOCI/AAAAAAAABdM/xiSQzXIX_Hg/s320/IMG_6454.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It dos not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HW5z195lTJI/Ti6lwpGd0VI/AAAAAAAABdQ/T_XtR3gVsE0/s1600/IMG_6264.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HW5z195lTJI/Ti6lwpGd0VI/AAAAAAAABdQ/T_XtR3gVsE0/s320/IMG_6264.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Love never fails.&lt;/span&gt; But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away. For we know in part and we prophesy in part, but when completeness comes, what is in part disappears. When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put the ways of childhood behind me. &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;For now we see only a reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vP_G-Wv_9-c/Ti6mBx40V4I/AAAAAAAABdU/3J_Jdz8qHj8/s1600/IMG_6511.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vP_G-Wv_9-c/Ti6mBx40V4I/AAAAAAAABdU/3J_Jdz8qHj8/s320/IMG_6511.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Corinthians: 13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I will miss you dearly. Just four and a half months... see you soon :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380258794249382311-2703574480844575035?l=fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/feeds/2703574480844575035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/07/were-together-even-when-were-apart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/2703574480844575035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/2703574480844575035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/07/were-together-even-when-were-apart.html' title='We&apos;re together even when we&apos;re apart'/><author><name>P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12928442603625092999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iw_lJOBjg7A/TJh2oC7C_iI/AAAAAAAABCU/eT1Oi2DwD2E/S220/n3216212_36995215_3963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fU-EQw7tyic/Ti6lZgv7v8I/AAAAAAAABdI/lUkuuF99Mro/s72-c/IMG_6313.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380258794249382311.post-3456845433385751690</id><published>2011-07-23T12:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T12:32:46.262-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, what terrible weather...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7cFKT2u1AcY/TishxwJ58JI/AAAAAAAABdE/PWbWFvE_t4Y/s1600/images.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7cFKT2u1AcY/TishxwJ58JI/AAAAAAAABdE/PWbWFvE_t4Y/s320/images.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's crazy to think that I'm about to move away from the great state of California. I mean, cost of living is higher here, but the living is fabulous. We can go to the ocean, we can go to the mountains, we can go to vineyards and valleys.... we have beaches, lakes, rivers, snow... we really have everything here. So while we're loving our 70 degree weather, people are &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/fKGJAyjTWb8"&gt;frying bacon and eggs&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;on sidewalks. Eww. Watch this monologue to see&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://teamcoco.com/video/monologue-072111"&gt;Conan joke about the heat wave that is happening around the country, except for always pleasant California. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1npDhU_wimg/TisgyUbio3I/AAAAAAAABdA/76ItOsThtVY/s1600/3670005875_51ff32f827.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="232" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1npDhU_wimg/TisgyUbio3I/AAAAAAAABdA/76ItOsThtVY/s320/3670005875_51ff32f827.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380258794249382311-3456845433385751690?l=fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/feeds/3456845433385751690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/07/its-crazy-to-think-that-im-about-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/3456845433385751690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/3456845433385751690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/07/its-crazy-to-think-that-im-about-to.html' title='Oh, what terrible weather...'/><author><name>P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12928442603625092999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iw_lJOBjg7A/TJh2oC7C_iI/AAAAAAAABCU/eT1Oi2DwD2E/S220/n3216212_36995215_3963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7cFKT2u1AcY/TishxwJ58JI/AAAAAAAABdE/PWbWFvE_t4Y/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380258794249382311.post-7516990456787335544</id><published>2011-07-21T23:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T23:27:35.272-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nerdy shirt (again)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2VlDTLVcWGo/TikYNBNly_I/AAAAAAAABc8/oxHBjaL9gYI/s1600/catat.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2VlDTLVcWGo/TikYNBNly_I/AAAAAAAABc8/oxHBjaL9gYI/s320/catat.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.redbubble.com/people/obvian/t-shirts/7482280-cat-at-loves-you"&gt;[source]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380258794249382311-7516990456787335544?l=fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/feeds/7516990456787335544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/07/nerdy-shirt-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/7516990456787335544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/7516990456787335544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/07/nerdy-shirt-again.html' title='Nerdy shirt (again)'/><author><name>P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12928442603625092999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iw_lJOBjg7A/TJh2oC7C_iI/AAAAAAAABCU/eT1Oi2DwD2E/S220/n3216212_36995215_3963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2VlDTLVcWGo/TikYNBNly_I/AAAAAAAABc8/oxHBjaL9gYI/s72-c/catat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380258794249382311.post-1299642251604875128</id><published>2011-07-21T23:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T23:16:32.367-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #274e13; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"You deserve someone who's willing to make a fool out of himself for you..."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jk2HtyQoiYg/TikVNjRfyKI/AAAAAAAABc4/xmW3bM5aYgc/s1600/epnIjzBSgkl419i0AmQuGF1oo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="272" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jk2HtyQoiYg/TikVNjRfyKI/AAAAAAAABc4/xmW3bM5aYgc/s400/epnIjzBSgkl419i0AmQuGF1oo1_500.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;That's only appropriate since I was born on April Fool's Day ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380258794249382311-1299642251604875128?l=fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/feeds/1299642251604875128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/07/you-deserve-someone-whos-willing-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/1299642251604875128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/1299642251604875128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/07/you-deserve-someone-whos-willing-to.html' title=''/><author><name>P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12928442603625092999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iw_lJOBjg7A/TJh2oC7C_iI/AAAAAAAABCU/eT1Oi2DwD2E/S220/n3216212_36995215_3963.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jk2HtyQoiYg/TikVNjRfyKI/AAAAAAAABc4/xmW3bM5aYgc/s72-c/epnIjzBSgkl419i0AmQuGF1oo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380258794249382311.post-3766277451598250620</id><published>2011-07-20T18:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T22:46:56.855-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How could you not like JT and Jimmy together?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://2.gvt0.com/vi/zFEepatx6dI/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zFEepatx6dI&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zFEepatx6dI&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to think of this as a good history lesson...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380258794249382311-3766277451598250620?l=fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/feeds/3766277451598250620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/07/how-could-you-not-like-jt-and-jimmy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/3766277451598250620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380258794249382311/posts/default/3766277451598250620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromhothtoheartattacks.blogspot.com/2011/07/how-could-you-not-like-jt-and-jimmy.html' title='How could you not like JT and Jimmy together?'/><author><name>P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12928442603625092999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iw_lJOBjg7A/TJh2oC7C_iI/AAAAAAAABCU/eT1Oi2DwD2E/S220/n3216212_36995215_3963.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
