<?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-5209342</id><updated>2011-06-08T02:41:13.352-04:00</updated><title type='text'>QETUILA SNORT AKA GLITTER BITCH</title><subtitle type='html'>I want more chocolate marshmallows!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qetuilasnort.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qetuilasnort.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Qetuila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09876967576621497272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>151</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209342.post-109043835722185811</id><published>2004-07-21T15:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-21T15:32:37.220-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As some of you know, Gabriel and I are no longer together. No, I don't want to talk about it. I am fine, or at least, I will be. I have deleted my profile on MOJO and I am going to be a little reclusive for a while. I will be going to the pajama party at Phoenix Hill on Thursday, but after that, I won't be around for awhile. I also will probably not be posting anything to this blog again.&amp;nbsp; TTFN!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5209342-109043835722185811?l=qetuilasnort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/109043835722185811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/109043835722185811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qetuilasnort.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109043835722185811' title=''/><author><name>Qetuila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09876967576621497272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209342.post-108855807910905604</id><published>2004-06-29T21:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-29T21:14:39.110-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, so much for my resolve. ;) TTFN!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5209342-108855807910905604?l=qetuilasnort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/108855807910905604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/108855807910905604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qetuilasnort.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108855807910905604' title=''/><author><name>Qetuila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09876967576621497272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209342.post-108736619866817699</id><published>2004-06-16T02:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-16T02:09:58.666-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WHOOPS! I skipped a day. Heehee! Oh well. I went out to dinner with some friends to celebrate Laura's bday since she'll be in Scotland on that day. It was just us Dakini's and we wore our coin belts and jingly jewelry. While discussing some of the costuming accoutrements of belly dancing, Bev coined a new phrase. "Belly dancing bling-bling!" Too funny. TTFN!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5209342-108736619866817699?l=qetuilasnort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/108736619866817699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/108736619866817699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qetuilasnort.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108736619866817699' title=''/><author><name>Qetuila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09876967576621497272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209342.post-108722127855552725</id><published>2004-06-14T09:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-14T09:54:38.556-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Holy crap! It's been a while since I've posted! I swear, MOJO is too damned addictive. I don't have time for anything else. I hereby make a solemn vow to post at least once a day for the rest of the month. Yeah, right. Let's see how long that lasts. TTFN!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5209342-108722127855552725?l=qetuilasnort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/108722127855552725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/108722127855552725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qetuilasnort.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108722127855552725' title=''/><author><name>Qetuila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09876967576621497272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209342.post-108433958097913749</id><published>2004-05-12T01:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-12T01:26:20.980-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am sitting down here at Sumshee's pondering something. I have been attracted to someone who has been a friend for several years. I am beginning to think that possibly he is attracted to me as well. I never acted on my feelings before because I was married and all that, but now I am getting a divorce so the way is clear. I am wondering how to tell for sure how he feels. Is he just being extra nice to me because I am going through a divorce and he is a really good friend? Or is he trying to subtly make a move? How can you tell when It's a good friend? I don't want to ask him outright because I don't want to freak him out if I am imagining things because I have done the unrequited thing for so long. ARGH!!!! I hate not knowing what to do. It drives me nuts! I would normally just talk to him, but I don't want to screw up a friendship if he is just being a really good friend. I am going to stay late here at the coffee shop and drink with Eric and get his advice. Gay men are great at giving advice, and he is as good as me at it! TTFN!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5209342-108433958097913749?l=qetuilasnort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/108433958097913749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/108433958097913749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qetuilasnort.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108433958097913749' title=''/><author><name>Qetuila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09876967576621497272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209342.post-108416046557433817</id><published>2004-05-09T23:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-09T23:41:05.573-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Quotes from the bonfire last night:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ken- D.A.R.E. Dumb ass round eye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ginger- She has a 68 caliber mouth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Retha- A blowjob IS a compliment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had the best time last night at the bonfire. I am going to have to do something REALLY nice for Chili as a thank you. TTFN!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5209342-108416046557433817?l=qetuilasnort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/108416046557433817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/108416046557433817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qetuilasnort.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108416046557433817' title=''/><author><name>Qetuila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09876967576621497272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209342.post-108238441858421384</id><published>2004-04-19T10:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-19T10:24:15.903-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.dayofsilence.org/"&gt;This&lt;/a&gt; is pretty interesting. I am going to try to take the vow of silence. For those of you who don't know me that well, I talk ALOT! This may be more difficult than I anticipate, but I am going to try. I hope that some of you will try this also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a personal note, I have found an apartment and will hopefully be moving in by the end of this week. I still haven't found a job, but I am still looking for one so if anyone knows of something that sounds like it could be for me, send me an email or call me. Angelwitch69@msn.com &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5209342-108238441858421384?l=qetuilasnort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/108238441858421384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/108238441858421384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qetuilasnort.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108238441858421384' title=''/><author><name>Qetuila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09876967576621497272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209342.post-108119785172908617</id><published>2004-04-05T16:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-05T16:47:50.233-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh my god &lt;a href="http://www.louisvillestar.com/index.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; is funny shit!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5209342-108119785172908617?l=qetuilasnort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/108119785172908617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/108119785172908617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qetuilasnort.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108119785172908617' title=''/><author><name>Qetuila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09876967576621497272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209342.post-108094031334277694</id><published>2004-04-02T16:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-02T16:15:28.340-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, today has pretty much sucked ass! Around noon, the cuntwhorebitch calls me to the office and I am thinking "I'm dressed normal, what did I do now?"  So I follow her into Winkler's office (the GM) And he shuts the door. My first thought is "Hey cool, I'm going to get my annual review that's 3 weeks late." Then I realize that the cuntwhorebitch wouldn't be in there for that. I ask "What did I do now? I'm dressed normal." Winkler then tells me that due to circumstances that we have discussed before I am being let go effective immediately. All I can guess is that the cuntwhorebitch finally got her way and I got fired. But that's O.K. because Karma is a wonderful thing and my Karma is going to run the fuck over her Dogma. On the upside, Gabriel is making me go out to the new cinemas and see Hellboy. I only kinda wanted to see it, but I need to go out anyways. I am going to MSL tonight because Brian is d.j.ing for Stephen while he recuperates. Tomorrow I am going to Connection's and I already told Gabriel I was getting drunk. He promised to take care of me, so YAY! I am going to get blasted tomorrow night. Maybe I can talk my mom into going out with me and she can buy my drinks. HEEHEE! TTFN!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5209342-108094031334277694?l=qetuilasnort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/108094031334277694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/108094031334277694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qetuilasnort.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108094031334277694' title=''/><author><name>Qetuila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09876967576621497272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209342.post-108054715489024527</id><published>2004-03-29T02:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-02T16:16:04.233-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OH.MY.GOD!!!! I just got home from Connections. That was the funniest fucking thing I have seen in a long time! Tonight was "Turnabout Night". All the servers were in drag doing the show and the drag queens were serving. Of course Gabriel wouldn't do the drag thing, but it was too fucking funny. One of the guys just sorta danced a little and looked absolutely TERRIFIED!!! I felt so sorry for her! &lt;br /&gt;On another subject completely, I just checked my email and the guy from the Halloween trade show that I talked to about the bat bras finally got back to me and is sending me a bra to try. I wasn't sure there was one big enough for me, so he's sending me one to try out. How fucking cool is that? The only thing that could make the night better is if I wasn't sleeping alone. Being single SUCKS ASS!!!! Oh well. TTFN!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5209342-108054715489024527?l=qetuilasnort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/108054715489024527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/108054715489024527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qetuilasnort.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108054715489024527' title=''/><author><name>Qetuila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09876967576621497272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209342.post-108046600072451359</id><published>2004-03-28T04:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-28T04:30:08.263-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am at Sumshee's right now surrounded by hot guys. Unfortunately, almost all of them are gay. That sucks! Heehee! TTFN!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5209342-108046600072451359?l=qetuilasnort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/108046600072451359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/108046600072451359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qetuilasnort.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108046600072451359' title=''/><author><name>Qetuila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09876967576621497272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209342.post-108041071791913719</id><published>2004-03-27T13:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-27T13:08:44.903-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>For those of you with kids, can you imagine your ex being such a conniving bitch that you only get 1 hour a week of supervised visitation? No this isn't happening to me. Gary knows better than to pull a stunt like that. I am referring to a friend of mine. He gets 1 (that's ONE) hour every Saturday to see his sons. He just left from seeing them and gave me a call. My heart really goes out to him. He was almost in tears when he called me and I almost started crying, he was so upset. He does this every Saturday. He looks so forward to seeing his boys, finally gets to see them and then has to leave them and calls me in tears. He always seems so tough and uncaring, but he really misses his boys. If anyone else has kids, take my advice. Don't use your kids as weapons to hurt each other. All you are doing is hurting your kids. These boys are missing out on a great father who loves them very deeply and that is so not fair to them or him. I have a friend at work who's ex doesn't want anything to do with their son and she feels so bad because she may hate the little bastard, but she would gladly let him be a part of his son's life if he wanted to.  Chase is going to grow up without a father because Chance doesn't want to be there, and yet, here's 2 little boys who want to see their daddy and he wants to see them. It's a really fucked up world. I got called into work today and I am sitting here contemplating all of this and it's just such a mess. It makes me appreciate Gary so much more. At least we are mature enough to put our kids happiness before our own. I would never do something this cruel to him or the girls. We have been trying to spend as much quality time as possible with them. We've actually been spending MORE quality time with them since we decided to get a divorce, than we were before the decision. At least that's the way it seems. Oh well,TTFN!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5209342-108041071791913719?l=qetuilasnort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/108041071791913719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/108041071791913719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qetuilasnort.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108041071791913719' title=''/><author><name>Qetuila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09876967576621497272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209342.post-107986462003767569</id><published>2004-03-21T05:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-21T05:26:58.450-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Why am I awake t this hour? I went to bed at 7 last night because I was drunk. Gabriel called me at 4 in the morning to come out to Sumshee's, so I did. I am so not awake and I need food. Ack!TTFN!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5209342-107986462003767569?l=qetuilasnort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/107986462003767569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/107986462003767569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qetuilasnort.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107986462003767569' title=''/><author><name>Qetuila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09876967576621497272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209342.post-107963953986856735</id><published>2004-03-18T14:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-18T14:55:34.450-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As most of you now know, Gary and I are getting a divorce. If there was anyone who didn't know it, you do now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sitting at work and I am so tired I can hardly stay awake. I go out almost every night so I can see Gabriel and I am not getting nearly enough sleep. I can't wait to get my own apartment. I won't have to go out so much and I can stay in and get to bed at a decent hour. Everyone at work is watching a basketball game. There is nothing to do and no customers. Even the cunt whore bitch is over there watching t.v. Maybe I should suggest she get written up for watching t.v.Heehee! Oh well. TTFN!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5209342-107963953986856735?l=qetuilasnort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/107963953986856735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/107963953986856735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qetuilasnort.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107963953986856735' title=''/><author><name>Qetuila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09876967576621497272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209342.post-107851816629872496</id><published>2004-03-05T15:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-05T15:25:44.686-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, here I sit at work, bored silly. I have about an hour before I can go home and I have nothing to do that will fill the time except play online. If anyone sees this, I am going to Connection's tonight if anyone wants to come along. I am so bored! TTFN!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5209342-107851816629872496?l=qetuilasnort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/107851816629872496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/107851816629872496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qetuilasnort.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107851816629872496' title=''/><author><name>Qetuila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09876967576621497272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209342.post-107733144811539703</id><published>2004-02-20T21:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-20T21:46:47.530-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Qetuila Snort strikes again! I am drinking right now! TTFN!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5209342-107733144811539703?l=qetuilasnort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/107733144811539703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/107733144811539703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qetuilasnort.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107733144811539703' title=''/><author><name>Qetuila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09876967576621497272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209342.post-107686489784017951</id><published>2004-02-15T12:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-15T12:10:50.623-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.myshutter.com/flash/smiley-back.swf"&gt;This&lt;/a&gt; will bring a smile to your face. &lt;br /&gt;After this past Friday, I need a smile. My friend Mike has joined AA. I thank all the deities that he has. I was getting really worried about him. Anyways, after Gary and I got home from the Chili cook-off and Anti V-Day party at John and Marks, I went to MSL to meet up with Mike. We hung out for a while and after we left, we went to Denny's on Eastern. We go there entirely too often. Anyways, he told me that while at MSL this guy whom I will now refer to as ASS sidled up to him and whispered into his ear "You know you want a drink. Fuck AA." and so on and so forth. What a dick! I can't believe he would think that was at all funny. If anyone wants to send him hate mail or anything, his website is &lt;a href="http://www.mistergrimm.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. He is on &lt;a href="http://louisvillemojo.com/"&gt;MOJO&lt;/a&gt; as &lt;a href="http://www.louisvillemojo.com/hotties/DetailView.Cfm?MMID=3043"&gt;mr. grimm&lt;/a&gt;. I am really pissed about this. What a dick! AAARRRGGGHHH!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5209342-107686489784017951?l=qetuilasnort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/107686489784017951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/107686489784017951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qetuilasnort.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107686489784017951' title=''/><author><name>Qetuila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09876967576621497272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209342.post-107664866684959059</id><published>2004-02-13T00:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-13T00:06:56.326-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, work yesterday didn't last long. I got sent home AGAIN for my clothes. I wore the EXACT SAME FUCKING thing last Wednesday. That fucking cunt faced whore has it in for me. The day wasn't a total loss though. I told her if I had to go home to change clothes, I was just going to stay there the rest of the day. So I went home, surfed the net for a while, and called my friend Mike and we went to J-mall. I got a gift certificate to Hot Topic for Xmas and still haven't used it. I used half of it yesterday. I got a really awesome cape, jewelry box, shower curtain, and socks. I went to work this morning and my back was hurting so much, I wanted to die. I made an appointment with the Doctor for tomorrow but if my back still hurts this fucking bad when I wake up, I am going to call in to work. I hate having back problems.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5209342-107664866684959059?l=qetuilasnort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/107664866684959059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/107664866684959059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qetuilasnort.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107664866684959059' title=''/><author><name>Qetuila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09876967576621497272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209342.post-107658715571901544</id><published>2004-02-12T06:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-12T07:01:43.483-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is so wrong. It looks like something from a sexual positions book. &lt;a href="http://www.adtdl.army.mil/cgi-bin/atdl.dll/fm/3-25.150/ch4.htm"&gt;Wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong&lt;/a&gt;!TTFN!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5209342-107658715571901544?l=qetuilasnort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/107658715571901544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/107658715571901544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qetuilasnort.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107658715571901544' title=''/><author><name>Qetuila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09876967576621497272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209342.post-107632948151609740</id><published>2004-02-09T07:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-09T07:27:05.780-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh my god! &lt;a href="http://ebaumsworld.com/heyyacb.shtml"&gt;This&lt;/a&gt; is too funny! Charlie brown doind Hey ya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5209342-107632948151609740?l=qetuilasnort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/107632948151609740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/107632948151609740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qetuilasnort.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107632948151609740' title=''/><author><name>Qetuila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09876967576621497272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209342.post-107622029010146596</id><published>2004-02-08T01:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-08T01:07:12.950-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh my god I've been bad. I haven't posed in nearly a month! &lt;a href="http://louisvillemojo.com/"&gt;MOJO &lt;/a&gt; is BAD!! I have become an addict. I need to join MA. Mojoer's anonymous. I was catching up on my browsing and found &lt;a href="http://www.code16.com/cat/"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://hostile.org/blog/"&gt;Hostile&lt;/a&gt;. I dare you to go to that site and not laugh your ass off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5209342-107622029010146596?l=qetuilasnort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/107622029010146596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/107622029010146596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qetuilasnort.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107622029010146596' title=''/><author><name>Qetuila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09876967576621497272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209342.post-107422357720128538</id><published>2004-01-15T22:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-15T22:28:09.343-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Quote from last night:&lt;br /&gt;" It would be a calamari corset!"&lt;br /&gt;No matter how you look at it. That's just wrong! TTFN!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5209342-107422357720128538?l=qetuilasnort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/107422357720128538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/107422357720128538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qetuilasnort.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107422357720128538' title=''/><author><name>Qetuila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09876967576621497272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209342.post-107380192989047709</id><published>2004-01-11T01:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-11T01:20:35.623-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WOW! I am  26.19047619047619% nerd.Take the test &lt;a href="http://students.washington.edu/mmccain/nerdtest.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5209342-107380192989047709?l=qetuilasnort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/107380192989047709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/107380192989047709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qetuilasnort.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107380192989047709' title=''/><author><name>Qetuila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09876967576621497272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209342.post-107378730077148353</id><published>2004-01-10T21:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-10T21:16:46.326-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OH MY GOD!!!! We rented "Bruce Almighty" tonight. This is the best Jim Carrey Movie I have ever seen! I laughed, I cried, I kissed $2.65 goodbye.(rental fee) I must say, the best line in the whole movie: "Well hey there, little anal dwelling butt monkey!" Everyone must see this movie! TTFN!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5209342-107378730077148353?l=qetuilasnort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/107378730077148353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/107378730077148353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qetuilasnort.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107378730077148353' title=''/><author><name>Qetuila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09876967576621497272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209342.post-107342393364552989</id><published>2004-01-06T16:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-06T16:20:33.576-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I AM AN EVIL BITCH!!!! BWAHAHAHAHA!!!! &lt;a href="MOSTANNOYINGWESITE.COM"&gt;CLICK HERE!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5209342-107342393364552989?l=qetuilasnort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/107342393364552989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/107342393364552989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qetuilasnort.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107342393364552989' title=''/><author><name>Qetuila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09876967576621497272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209342.post-107338784154142383</id><published>2004-01-06T06:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-06T06:19:00.950-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have 1 roll of film developed from New Years Eve. If you want to see them, go &lt;a href="http://photo.walmart.com/photo/album/album.asp?at=a&amp;album=2817716&amp;share=4053442"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy! TTFN!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5209342-107338784154142383?l=qetuilasnort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/107338784154142383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/107338784154142383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qetuilasnort.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107338784154142383' title=''/><author><name>Qetuila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09876967576621497272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209342.post-107327168818278055</id><published>2004-01-04T22:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-04T22:03:38.373-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have to agree with &lt;a href="http://hostile.org/blog/"&gt;Dour and Mark &lt;/a&gt;on the light up technology. I got a new alarm clock/CD player for xmas. It is so fucking bright, it lights up the whole bedroom. I have to cover it with a bandana so I can get some sleep. It is very annoying! TTFN!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5209342-107327168818278055?l=qetuilasnort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/107327168818278055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/107327168818278055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qetuilasnort.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107327168818278055' title=''/><author><name>Qetuila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09876967576621497272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209342.post-107297136995089992</id><published>2004-01-01T10:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-01T10:37:42.733-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, last night was a blast! Went to James' annual party. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a thought from last night : How do you make a Russian squeal? Put her in a room with a Greek! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! I know a lot of you won't get that joke, but for those of you who did, I still can't believe that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also a quote from the night: "The door handle got stuck in my hole!"   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't put any glitter on just for Mark, but then Holly offered me hers and I had to put some on. Sorry Mark. However, I didn't hear you complaining when I was rubbing the glitter on you considering where it was on me. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say that a certain Gingery person was a total dick last night. She was trying to be civil to you by saying Happy New Years and you had to yell Fuck You! Well that's a good way to lose friends, pal. You have some serious problems. One of the biggest is that you drink too much. You need help and I wish you would get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a whole roll of pictures with my new camera and I am slightly afraid to get them developed. I don't remember all of the pictures, so they should be quite interesting. I am going to download the digital pictures in a little bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, I must get my ass to work now. It sucks to work in accounting at the end of the month. It REALLY, REALLY sucks to work in accounting at the end of the month AND year. Maybe I could just call in dead? I've already used up my sick days. Oh well! TTFN!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5209342-107297136995089992?l=qetuilasnort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/107297136995089992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/107297136995089992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qetuilasnort.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107297136995089992' title=''/><author><name>Qetuila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09876967576621497272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209342.post-107255631337648404</id><published>2003-12-27T15:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-27T15:20:00.060-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Heehee! I'm at work using the computer. I was supposed to be shopping, but I got called in. I need the hours though, so it all works out.TTFN!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5209342-107255631337648404?l=qetuilasnort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/107255631337648404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/107255631337648404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qetuilasnort.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107255631337648404' title=''/><author><name>Qetuila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09876967576621497272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209342.post-107233669137985945</id><published>2003-12-25T02:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-25T02:19:34.733-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5209342-107233669137985945?l=qetuilasnort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/107233669137985945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/107233669137985945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qetuilasnort.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107233669137985945' title=''/><author><name>Qetuila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09876967576621497272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209342.post-107195931635272996</id><published>2003-12-20T17:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-20T17:29:53.950-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YAY!!!New computers at work! I am at work right now. It sucks to be at work at 5:30 on a Saturday, but we now have internet! YAY!!!!! TTFN!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5209342-107195931635272996?l=qetuilasnort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/107195931635272996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/107195931635272996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qetuilasnort.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107195931635272996' title=''/><author><name>Qetuila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09876967576621497272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209342.post-107180822267507472</id><published>2003-12-18T23:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-18T23:31:37.826-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Funny quote from the other night.&lt;br /&gt;"If I could get it up, I could run with it!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken out of context while talking about the caber toss at highland games.&lt;br /&gt;TTFN!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5209342-107180822267507472?l=qetuilasnort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/107180822267507472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/107180822267507472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qetuilasnort.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107180822267507472' title=''/><author><name>Qetuila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09876967576621497272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209342.post-107157697616677419</id><published>2003-12-16T07:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-16T07:17:27.983-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HOLY SHIT!!!! &lt;a href="http://www.nata2.info/humor/flash/rgb.swf"&gt;This&lt;/a&gt; is going to cause brain damage and seizures! WHOA! Keli posted this on &lt;a href="http://hostile.org/blog/"&gt;Hostile&lt;/a&gt;. That made my head hurt. Tonight is trivia at Molly Malone's. TTFN!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5209342-107157697616677419?l=qetuilasnort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/107157697616677419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/107157697616677419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qetuilasnort.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107157697616677419' title=''/><author><name>Qetuila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09876967576621497272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209342.post-10711441139530528</id><published>2003-12-11T07:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-11T07:02:59.360-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.msnbc.com/local/wlky/a1914886.asp?vts=121120030304"&gt;This&lt;/a&gt; just pisses me right the hell off. I can't believe this poor kid had to quit. I hope someone beats the shit out of this rat-bastard taking the pictures. When I first heard of the camera guy, I had suggested everyone get together and go to that store and ham it up for the camera. Now I just hope he gets hit by a truck or something. He has ruined this kid's dream and that's just fucking WRONG!! Now I'm pisses and I have to go to work. Today should be fun. TTFN!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5209342-10711441139530528?l=qetuilasnort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/10711441139530528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/10711441139530528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qetuilasnort.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#10711441139530528' title=''/><author><name>Qetuila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09876967576621497272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209342.post-107005664565191379</id><published>2003-11-28T16:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-28T16:58:14.590-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is just so friggin' wrong! &lt;a href="http://www.zeroboutique.com/grover/grover1.htm"&gt;The life story of Grover!&lt;/a&gt; Wrong, wrong, wrong!TTFN!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5209342-107005664565191379?l=qetuilasnort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/107005664565191379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/107005664565191379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qetuilasnort.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#107005664565191379' title=''/><author><name>Qetuila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09876967576621497272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209342.post-106994477598673546</id><published>2003-11-27T09:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-27T09:53:43.246-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5209342-106994477598673546?l=qetuilasnort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/106994477598673546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/106994477598673546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qetuilasnort.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106994477598673546' title=''/><author><name>Qetuila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09876967576621497272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209342.post-106994464708860373</id><published>2003-11-27T09:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-27T09:51:34.373-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh yeah! now that i can link, go check out my friend, Mark's &lt;a href="http://hostile.org/"&gt;site.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5209342-106994464708860373?l=qetuilasnort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/106994464708860373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/106994464708860373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qetuilasnort.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106994464708860373' title=''/><author><name>Qetuila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09876967576621497272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209342.post-106994454317948680</id><published>2003-11-27T09:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-27T09:56:35.750-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>KICK ASS!!!!!! I finally figured out how to link shit! woohoo!!!yay!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;on that note, I spilled coffee all over my key board so now the damn thing is acting up. I gotta go get a new one. The keys stick, but I think the only one that doesn't work is the CAPLOCK. Which means I gotta hold down the shift button. &lt;br /&gt;sorry I haven't been posting very often, but I have developed an addiction to &lt;a href="http://louisvillemojo.com/"&gt;this!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I am coming down with a cold which sux whale eggs!&lt;br /&gt;Wynter made it through her rebreaking just fine. She was wanting to go out and play that afternoon.kids are so amazing.&lt;br /&gt;Gary, Laura, and I are going to graceland for the weekend. I hope I feel better by then, cuz if I'm sick, I don't wanna go.right now I feel like total crap.&lt;br /&gt;well I'm gonna go back to bed now.TTFN!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5209342-106994454317948680?l=qetuilasnort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/106994454317948680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/106994454317948680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qetuilasnort.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106994454317948680' title=''/><author><name>Qetuila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09876967576621497272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209342.post-106994406503602097</id><published>2003-11-27T09:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-27T09:54:37.700-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YAY!!!!!  IT WORKED!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5209342-106994406503602097?l=qetuilasnort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/106994406503602097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/106994406503602097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qetuilasnort.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106994406503602097' title=''/><author><name>Qetuila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09876967576621497272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209342.post-106956626010761758</id><published>2003-11-23T00:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-23T00:44:59.890-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>great quote for the night!&lt;br /&gt;'they need square nipples"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5209342-106956626010761758?l=qetuilasnort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/106956626010761758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/106956626010761758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qetuilasnort.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106956626010761758' title=''/><author><name>Qetuila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09876967576621497272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209342.post-106937023355802393</id><published>2003-11-20T18:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-20T18:17:50.700-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, Tuesday was a great day. I got all kinds of stuff! Kelly (at work) made me a chocolate cake with dark chocolate icing. I ate it for breakfast! And then there was Wednesday. The original plan was get off work early,take the cat to the vet, eat dinner with Gary's family,go home, get gussied up, go out with my mom to Blue Martini to see some friends, get blasted. Is that what I did??? NO!!!! Instead, it was get off work early, take cat to vet, on the way home get a call from Gary "Wynter just fell out of a tree and I am taking her to the hospital" I,of course, say"WHAT!?!?!?!?"apparently, she was climbing a tree( the same one we have told her NOT to climb because it's not big enough) and the branch broke.she fell and landed on her arm. The Dr. showed me the x-ray and the bone snapped clean in half, right below her wrist.  They couldn't get it straightened all the way so I get to take her on Tuesday to get knocked out and realigned. I could really use the chocolate martini I didn't get last nightTTFN!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5209342-106937023355802393?l=qetuilasnort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/106937023355802393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/106937023355802393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qetuilasnort.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106937023355802393' title=''/><author><name>Qetuila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09876967576621497272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209342.post-106921073338666358</id><published>2003-11-18T21:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-18T21:59:27.560-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have discovered louisvillemojo.com&lt;br /&gt;i may never leave my computer again!&lt;br /&gt;TTFN!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5209342-106921073338666358?l=qetuilasnort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/106921073338666358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/106921073338666358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qetuilasnort.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106921073338666358' title=''/><author><name>Qetuila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09876967576621497272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209342.post-106915380118431156</id><published>2003-11-18T06:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-18T06:10:35.153-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TODAY IS MY BIRTHDAY!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5209342-106915380118431156?l=qetuilasnort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/106915380118431156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/106915380118431156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qetuilasnort.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106915380118431156' title=''/><author><name>Qetuila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09876967576621497272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209342.post-106896138038496012</id><published>2003-11-16T00:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-16T00:43:30.996-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went to the MEDSOK thing to night. lots of belly dancers. ysay! bought  a new coin belt, earrings, and necklace. yay!! only 3 more shopping days untill my birthday!TTFN!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5209342-106896138038496012?l=qetuilasnort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/106896138038496012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/106896138038496012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qetuilasnort.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106896138038496012' title=''/><author><name>Qetuila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09876967576621497272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209342.post-106891417229580659</id><published>2003-11-15T11:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-15T11:36:42.310-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just finished watching "Finding Nemo". That movie was really good! All I have to say is," The Swirling Vortex of Death!"TTFN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5209342-106891417229580659?l=qetuilasnort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/106891417229580659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/106891417229580659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qetuilasnort.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106891417229580659' title=''/><author><name>Qetuila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09876967576621497272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209342.post-106887853683988623</id><published>2003-11-15T01:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-15T01:42:46.390-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this has been a weird night!TTFN!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5209342-106887853683988623?l=qetuilasnort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/106887853683988623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/106887853683988623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qetuilasnort.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106887853683988623' title=''/><author><name>Qetuila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09876967576621497272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209342.post-106887851699666944</id><published>2003-11-15T01:41:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-15T01:42:26.543-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>chili in a raspberry beret with a chocolate pocky on his upper lip!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5209342-106887851699666944?l=qetuilasnort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/106887851699666944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/106887851699666944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qetuilasnort.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106887851699666944' title=''/><author><name>Qetuila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09876967576621497272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209342.post-106887847394140042</id><published>2003-11-15T01:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-15T01:41:43.500-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>roasting chocolate marhmallow while standing in the kitchen at john amd mark's! aaahhh!!! ........ good times!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5209342-106887847394140042?l=qetuilasnort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/106887847394140042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/106887847394140042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qetuilasnort.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106887847394140042' title=''/><author><name>Qetuila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09876967576621497272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209342.post-106887841877645659</id><published>2003-11-15T01:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-15T01:40:48.340-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>seaweed crackers are gross! chocolate pocky's are awesome! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5209342-106887841877645659?l=qetuilasnort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/106887841877645659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/106887841877645659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qetuilasnort.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106887841877645659' title=''/><author><name>Qetuila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09876967576621497272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209342.post-106887835390514158</id><published>2003-11-15T01:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-15T01:39:43.483-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have no idea what the fuck it is, but FLCL is funny shit! fuley culey, man!! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5209342-106887835390514158?l=qetuilasnort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/106887835390514158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/106887835390514158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qetuilasnort.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106887835390514158' title=''/><author><name>Qetuila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09876967576621497272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209342.post-106887827144154169</id><published>2003-11-15T01:37:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-15T01:38:21.030-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>fuli culi!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5209342-106887827144154169?l=qetuilasnort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/106887827144154169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/106887827144154169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qetuilasnort.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106887827144154169' title=''/><author><name>Qetuila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09876967576621497272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209342.post-106887822922057713</id><published>2003-11-15T01:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-15T01:37:38.810-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WHAT THE FUCK?!?!?!?!?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5209342-106887822922057713?l=qetuilasnort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/106887822922057713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/106887822922057713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qetuilasnort.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106887822922057713' title=''/><author><name>Qetuila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09876967576621497272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209342.post-106885891961319028</id><published>2003-11-14T20:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-14T20:15:49.076-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Keli posted on hostile today about the nostalgia shit that is going on. All I have to say is when the fuck are they bringing back She-Ra???? I loved that cartoon! And I don't care what she says, Strawberry Shortcake fucking rocked! ;-) ( Especially the Peculiar Purple Pie Man of Porcupine Peak!) TTFN!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5209342-106885891961319028?l=qetuilasnort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/106885891961319028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/106885891961319028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qetuilasnort.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106885891961319028' title=''/><author><name>Qetuila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09876967576621497272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209342.post-106807946582041751</id><published>2003-11-05T19:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-05T19:46:29.030-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well I'm upset. A friend of mine was supposed to bring his car into the dealership next door to work and come see me while his car was there. He just let me know the only day he has off is Saturday. I don't work Saturdays. Damn!!! Oh well. On another subject completely, I woke up yesterday with a bug bite of some kind on my neck. It hurts like hell and itches. Gary MADE me go to the Doctor. The Doctor says that it's a spider bite. He gave me some meds and said it's not poisonous and I'm not gonna die. I told Heaven, before I saw the Doctor, that it was probably poisonous and I was gonna die. her response? "If you die, can I have your clothes?" Aren't kids great?TTFN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5209342-106807946582041751?l=qetuilasnort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/106807946582041751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/106807946582041751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qetuilasnort.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106807946582041751' title=''/><author><name>Qetuila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09876967576621497272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209342.post-106782814315846206</id><published>2003-11-02T21:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-02T21:55:56.483-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I sent out an email to everyone in my address book. If you didn't get it, I don't have your email address. I am compiling my annual list of addresses for the Yule/X-mas/Solstice cards that I send out. So if you are reading this, please email me with your snail mail address at: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;angelwitch69@msn.com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5209342-106782814315846206?l=qetuilasnort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/106782814315846206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/106782814315846206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qetuilasnort.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106782814315846206' title=''/><author><name>Qetuila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09876967576621497272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209342.post-106774978713194542</id><published>2003-11-02T00:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-02T00:09:59.890-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last night was great! We co-hosted a party with Jason at his house. I was a purple glitter fairy. Or, as Mark called me, a glitter bitch. I still have glitter all over me. It's also all over my bed. The costumes were really good. Christine was dressed as a chick from underworld. She was so hot in that outfit. Both literally and figuratively. I must say that Jason looked really good in fangs and that robe thingy. I never knew he had hair on his chest. Of course, my observations are warped by Qetuila and the fact that I was really horny. All in all, we had a great 10th Anniversary/Samhain party.  I think we finally got to sleep about 4 in the morning. Today we went to eat at Saporro and they sat us at a grill that already had 4 people sitting there. It was John, Mark, Kim, and Dave. I think Mark is still a little unhappy with me because he still had glitter on him from me. Sorry Mark. I love you! :-) After dinner, we went to Tailgater's to see a friend of mine's band play. After that we went to the Culbertson as paying customer's. I can't believe that after working there I still fucking jumped when people jumped out at me! Well I need some sleep.TTFN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5209342-106774978713194542?l=qetuilasnort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/106774978713194542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/106774978713194542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qetuilasnort.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106774978713194542' title=''/><author><name>Qetuila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09876967576621497272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209342.post-106739654599116403</id><published>2003-10-28T22:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-28T22:02:33.500-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My cat is driving me nuts! I took him outside on the leash a few times and now he stands at the door screaming "NNNOOOWWW!" anyone with a cat knows what I'm talking about. I think he must have some Siamese in him with the vocal range he has. I may kill him. If I say "NO!" he just says "NOW!!" even louder. I just got home from my meetup group. I found this really cool site. meetup.com You type in your zip code and it brings up a list of groups. You can join groups of any interest and the site sets up a meeting in a public place like a coffee house and you just get together and talk and hang out. I joined several groups, but the one I had tonight was the witches meetup. I don't think we even talked about the craft except in reference to Samhain maybe. It's mostly a bunch of us with a lot of common interests just sitting around shooting the shit. I've met some really cool people and made new friends. I know, I know, that is so hokey. But it's true. I even met this guy who goes by the name of Zim. I thought that was the coolest thing because he's had the nickname since way before Invader Zim. He's cute as hell, too. I think he's single, too, for all you girls out there. Well, I'm tired. Going to bed. TTFN!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5209342-106739654599116403?l=qetuilasnort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/106739654599116403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/106739654599116403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qetuilasnort.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106739654599116403' title=''/><author><name>Qetuila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09876967576621497272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209342.post-106731161246495488</id><published>2003-10-27T22:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-27T22:26:58.450-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WOW!!!! We just left Chili's house. This place is the most awesome place I have ever seen for a Halloween party! It is totally creepy. It even has a creaking front gate. I can't wait till Friday! TTFN!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5209342-106731161246495488?l=qetuilasnort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/106731161246495488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/106731161246495488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qetuilasnort.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106731161246495488' title=''/><author><name>Qetuila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09876967576621497272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209342.post-106664745038774925</id><published>2003-10-20T06:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-20T06:57:29.820-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just some random thoughts:&lt;br /&gt;that's fucking funny! I was just screwing around searching random shit just to see what comes up. I did a search for "qetuila snort" and the only things that come up are references to this sight! heehee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know you're coven is old when:&lt;br /&gt;you drop your teeth in the ritual cup.&lt;br /&gt;you hold an all night blow out drum frenzy and your neighbors don't even notice.&lt;br /&gt;a nitro pill vial replaces the crystal on your pendant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't want to go to work today because I am soooo sick of the bullshit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we finally bought matrix reloaded and watched it this weekend. fucking awesome! I was really pissed at the end though! I knew it ended with a to be continued, but it still pissed me off.&lt;br /&gt;well TTFN!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5209342-106664745038774925?l=qetuilasnort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/106664745038774925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/106664745038774925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qetuilasnort.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106664745038774925' title=''/><author><name>Qetuila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09876967576621497272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209342.post-106601263122614020</id><published>2003-10-12T22:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-12T22:37:10.926-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>we're back and i am very tired. i just had to post a quote from peg at dinner last night. i thought it was amusing. &lt;br /&gt;"you're assaholic behavior is very disturbing!"&lt;br /&gt;TTFN!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5209342-106601263122614020?l=qetuilasnort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/106601263122614020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/106601263122614020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qetuilasnort.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106601263122614020' title=''/><author><name>Qetuila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09876967576621497272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209342.post-10658193562160853</id><published>2003-10-10T16:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-10T16:55:55.620-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>we leave for st. louis today! yahoooooo!!!!!!TTFN!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5209342-10658193562160853?l=qetuilasnort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/10658193562160853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/10658193562160853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qetuilasnort.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#10658193562160853' title=''/><author><name>Qetuila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09876967576621497272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209342.post-106548827274778108</id><published>2003-10-06T20:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-06T20:57:52.963-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is great! Go to wewantyoursoul.com&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, my soul is only worth 3960 pounds. As a consolation, it says that 95 % of people have a purer soul than mine. WOW!!! That's fucking funny. The rumor at work is that we will be getting REAL computers with internet access so maybe I can post from work. At least until someone catches me.TTFN!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5209342-106548827274778108?l=qetuilasnort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/106548827274778108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/106548827274778108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qetuilasnort.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106548827274778108' title=''/><author><name>Qetuila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09876967576621497272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209342.post-10642412695330457</id><published>2003-09-22T10:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-22T10:34:29.366-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This morning at 6:34 a.m. Brendan Lyle O'Leary was born.(my nephew) he weighs in at 9 lbs. and 15 oz. He is 21 inches long. He's a little bowling ball. I need a nap now. TTFN!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5209342-10642412695330457?l=qetuilasnort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/10642412695330457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/10642412695330457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qetuilasnort.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#10642412695330457' title=''/><author><name>Qetuila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09876967576621497272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209342.post-106417260853627766</id><published>2003-09-21T15:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-21T15:30:08.386-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today and tomorrow i will be wearing a purple ribbon to let other pagans know that i have pride in my believe. i read an article on some site (that i can't remember) about letting all your pagan or witchy friends know to wear a purple ribbon to show that your pagan/druidic/wiccan...etc. if you see someone wearing a purple ribbon today and tomorrow you will know they are pagan.TTFN!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5209342-106417260853627766?l=qetuilasnort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/106417260853627766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/106417260853627766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qetuilasnort.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106417260853627766' title=''/><author><name>Qetuila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09876967576621497272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209342.post-106354128547357670</id><published>2003-09-14T08:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-14T08:08:05.496-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have started keeping a notebook with me. I will write down amusing things that happen to me during the day so when I get home and look at my blog I won't just sit here drawing a great big fucking blank. Here are some interesting things from Kim and Dave's last night:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;literary shui (as apposed to feng shui)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;an amusing discusion about when we get old and have to go to the old geeks home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the spider that took on godzilla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pebbles clearing the room with the green fog of doom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watching buckaroo banzai. i need to rent this and watch the whole thing.&lt;br /&gt;well those were some of the highlights.&lt;br /&gt;TTFN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5209342-106354128547357670?l=qetuilasnort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/106354128547357670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/106354128547357670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qetuilasnort.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106354128547357670' title=''/><author><name>Qetuila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09876967576621497272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209342.post-106354035291354207</id><published>2003-09-14T07:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-14T07:52:32.766-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you'll have to cut-n-paste but holy shit! our fair little hamlet is the 3rd worst place to live in if you have allergies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://content.health.msn.com/content/article/73/82077.htm?z=1757_00000_8200_ah_03&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5209342-106354035291354207?l=qetuilasnort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/106354035291354207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/106354035291354207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qetuilasnort.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106354035291354207' title=''/><author><name>Qetuila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09876967576621497272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209342.post-106336696737147625</id><published>2003-09-12T07:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-12T07:42:47.286-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>holy shit!! what a week.terri (my pregnant sister-in-law) has gone into labor twice with no results. abby and molly (abby is the girl at work who's apt got broken into molly is her daughter) found molly's car that was stolen. last night john ritter died. johnny cash died too. WOW!! i'm almost afraid of what next week will bring. TTFN!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5209342-106336696737147625?l=qetuilasnort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/106336696737147625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/106336696737147625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qetuilasnort.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106336696737147625' title=''/><author><name>Qetuila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09876967576621497272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209342.post-106281264166566476</id><published>2003-09-05T21:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-05T21:44:01.530-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well, it's been a hell of a week. wednesday we went to the culbertson mansion to do some more work. it's coming along nicely. i also found out that 2 of my favorite stores have closed. moonstruck on baxter and starlight goddess on bardstown. tuesday we went to the monthly meeting of the louisville ghost hunters society. that was fucking cool! we are going to join. they do investigations and stuff, it's really neat. then today the weather was awesome!!! heaven called me at 8 in the morning cuz she "don't feel good" so i had to go get her from school and lose a day of work, but it was worth it. we had a great time just running errands.the sun was shining and the wind was blowing. &lt;br /&gt;holly passed along the website www.tardblog.com OH MY GOD!!!!!!!!! i almost broke my ribs laughing! that is just soooooooooooo wrong. if you are offended after reading this you're an anal retentive fuckwad with no sense of humour. &lt;br /&gt;i also have to pass along some information. go to this site      http://www.witchvox.com/wotw/noticeg_detail.html?id=2038&lt;br /&gt;to get all the info, but basically on the 21st and 22nd all the witches/pagans/wiccans/druids etc. are going to wear a purple ribon to "show their colors" so to speak. you might have to cut and paste but it's a really good idea. if you see someone wearing a purple ribbon on those days, then chances are that person is a witch/pagan/wiccan/druid etc.&lt;br /&gt;well i need sleep now.TTFN!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5209342-106281264166566476?l=qetuilasnort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/106281264166566476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/106281264166566476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qetuilasnort.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106281264166566476' title=''/><author><name>Qetuila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09876967576621497272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209342.post-106239247735239970</id><published>2003-09-01T01:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-01T01:01:17.340-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh yeah, the cool thing about black wear night is that there's NO COVER CHARGE!!! the downside is that they do it on sunday night.oh well.TTFN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5209342-106239247735239970?l=qetuilasnort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/106239247735239970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/106239247735239970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qetuilasnort.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106239247735239970' title=''/><author><name>Qetuila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09876967576621497272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209342.post-106239240708896658</id><published>2003-09-01T01:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-01T01:00:07.080-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well tonight we went to @mosphere for the "black wear night" they don't care what you wear, as long as it's black. karen, eddie, gary and i were wearing black, but not many others were. we will have to have a big group go with us next time. otherwise, it was a cool place. kinda pricey for drinks, but a nifty little joint. the place doesn't seem really big untill you walk around and realize that it is made up of a bunch of small places that add up to a really spacious joint. it's got the techno thing going on, but several of the areas are really relatively quiet. you can hear the music, but it's not so loud you have to raise your voice above normal to talk. i think we will definetely be going back. well i need sleep now.TTFN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5209342-106239240708896658?l=qetuilasnort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/106239240708896658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/106239240708896658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qetuilasnort.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106239240708896658' title=''/><author><name>Qetuila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09876967576621497272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209342.post-106234456411529413</id><published>2003-08-31T11:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-08-31T11:42:44.103-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>last night was alot of fun. we went to a cookout/party with the geeks. i had the best time just sitting around and talking out on the back porch. we were talking about halloween and the haunted houses we've worked in. i'm starting to get excited about the holidays. we've only got ONE MONTH untill the season for scaring starts! for those of you who don't know, we work in the culbertson haunted house. the culbertson mansion in new albany, indiana, is an historic home that is absolutely gorgeous. the state doesn't give much support and they have recently cut funding so the house gets even less money now. anyways, to supplement the income from the state they have a haunted house in the carraige house behind the mansion. the money goes to the restoration of the house and we work on a volunteer basis. it's for a good cause so everyone should come see us. we don't have movie monsters or anything like that. we just have ghostys and ghoulys. you see, our motto is" the culbertson mansion, literally a haunted house!" the mansion is really haunted. everyone i have talked to has had something happen to them. from what i understand, they have had studies done to prove it's haunted. with the shit i've seen, i believe it's haunted. the carraige house is haunted too. i've seen things in there too. not all the the things you see in the haunted house are fake, trust me. we're open on fridays and saturday from (i think) 8ish until (i think) 12ish. everyone needs to go get the crap scared out of them once in a while. for those of you who went last year, we are changing a few things so it won't be the exact same as last year.i think we're going more elaberate on the outside too. well,TTFN! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5209342-106234456411529413?l=qetuilasnort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/106234456411529413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/106234456411529413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qetuilasnort.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106234456411529413' title=''/><author><name>Qetuila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09876967576621497272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209342.post-106185648920713521</id><published>2003-08-25T20:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-08-25T20:08:09.206-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well the nightmare of work still continues. actually, it's not too horrible. the only thing left to fix is to get the printer to print the correct invoices from the correct trays. i see me getting overtime again this week! i also see winkler getting pissy about it. i need a cigarette a shot, and then a nap.TTFN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5209342-106185648920713521?l=qetuilasnort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/106185648920713521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/106185648920713521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qetuilasnort.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106185648920713521' title=''/><author><name>Qetuila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09876967576621497272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209342.post-106159432327090699</id><published>2003-08-22T19:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-08-22T19:18:43.260-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a really horrible thing has happened. 2 really horrible things actually. one of my friends got home today and her house had been broken into. they took everything including her daughter's car. her daughter is 15 and had saved enough money to buy a cheap car for her birthday in a few months. she didn't even get to drive it yet. she said they took everything in her house. the other really horrendous thing that happened is a very dear friend of mine had complications with her pregnancy and lost the baby. i am crying as i type this because they tried so hard to get pregnant and they were so happy when it finally happened and then this happened. i just can't beleive it. i feel so heartbroken for them. there was this thing in ann landers a few years ago about when you lose a child there is no name for it. if you lose a spouse, you are a "widow" or "widower". if you lose you parents you are an "orphan." but if you lose your child, there is no word that can describe the pain and lose that you feel. you aren't "childless" because that implies that you never had one. there isn't a word in the english language that fits the desription of your loss. this is just such an unfair and sad thing to have happened to them. all my thoughts and prayers are with them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5209342-106159432327090699?l=qetuilasnort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/106159432327090699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/106159432327090699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qetuilasnort.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106159432327090699' title=''/><author><name>Qetuila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09876967576621497272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209342.post-106125858976177291</id><published>2003-08-18T22:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-08-18T22:03:09.673-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well we're back online. the first day back to work wasn't so bad. need sleep tho!TTFN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5209342-106125858976177291?l=qetuilasnort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/106125858976177291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/106125858976177291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qetuilasnort.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106125858976177291' title=''/><author><name>Qetuila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09876967576621497272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209342.post-106090671931770607</id><published>2003-08-14T20:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-08-14T20:23:09.356-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>vacation day 4: we spent 6 hours at the state fair. we saw llamas, birds,cows, pigs, and goats. we rode a few rides, won some cheesy prizes, then went to dad's to swim. i am now typing in my sleep. g'nite!ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ!!!!TTFN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5209342-106090671931770607?l=qetuilasnort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/106090671931770607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/106090671931770607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qetuilasnort.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106090671931770607' title=''/><author><name>Qetuila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09876967576621497272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209342.post-106082257572992951</id><published>2003-08-13T20:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-08-13T21:00:58.216-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>weel today we went to the culbertson mansion for a tour. kinda cool. then we went to schimpff's confectionary for lunch and i spent $30 in a freakin candy store! we then went to joe ley and i scared the hell out of heaven while looking at the coffins.heeheehee! we then went on a tour of glassworks. very fucking cool!!! i am now at the point that i think i need a vacation from my vacation!TTFN!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5209342-106082257572992951?l=qetuilasnort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/106082257572992951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/106082257572992951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qetuilasnort.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106082257572992951' title=''/><author><name>Qetuila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09876967576621497272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209342.post-106073378921472018</id><published>2003-08-12T20:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-08-12T20:16:29.183-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sunday we went to kings island. we had alot of fun!i was too chicken to ride delirium, but gary and laura did. yesterday we went to the slugger museum and the sceince center. today we went to squire boone caverns and historic corydon. i think i'll need a vacation from my vacation by the end of the week! TTFN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5209342-106073378921472018?l=qetuilasnort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/106073378921472018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/106073378921472018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qetuilasnort.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106073378921472018' title=''/><author><name>Qetuila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09876967576621497272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209342.post-106046524673373815</id><published>2003-08-09T17:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-08-09T17:40:46.600-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well tonight is the pool party. i hope to goddess it doesn't rain. it was thundering earlier. tomorrow we go to kings island. more later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5209342-106046524673373815?l=qetuilasnort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/106046524673373815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/106046524673373815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qetuilasnort.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106046524673373815' title=''/><author><name>Qetuila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09876967576621497272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209342.post-105909650325841011</id><published>2003-07-24T21:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-24T21:28:23.170-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>last night was a blast! we went to the last night at jake and elwoods for karaoke. normally i don't like karaoke, but maybe it was because i was buzzing pretty good or cuz everyone was there, but i had a great time. i even sang the time warp with walt. we didn't leave till 1 in the morning. i had to be at work at 7:30 a.m. i am very tired now. must get more sleep!TTFN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5209342-105909650325841011?l=qetuilasnort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/105909650325841011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/105909650325841011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qetuilasnort.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105909650325841011' title=''/><author><name>Qetuila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09876967576621497272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209342.post-105883898751994139</id><published>2003-07-21T21:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-21T21:56:27.323-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>over at hostile they are "discussing" the bible thumpers and rednecks in this country. in particular nashville. i just came back from nashville and i just have to relate something that happened to me while down there. i was in training with kelly d. from the office and she is from the south-end and proudly claims being a redneck. she made me go to a redneck country bar in nashville called "the wild horse saloon" (it actually wasn't that bad except for the blaring country music.) i decided that if i HAD to go socialize with a bunch of the inbred yokels i was going to have fun with them. i went dressed punk as fuck in a black mini skirt,black tights, black sheer shirt with black eyeliner,and blood black lips. i figured they would stay far away from the freak and i would be happy. WRONG!!!! i was propositioned by 5 different guys. one guy even said i was his dream girl. i don't understand why they would want to even talk to me but they pretty much ignored kelly who was dressed in jeans and boots. maybe they aren't all bad? or were just looking for a little freeky on their dinky's? i don't know where i'm going with this but you should really check out the blog for today at hostile.org it was pretty funny!TTFN!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5209342-105883898751994139?l=qetuilasnort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/105883898751994139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/105883898751994139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qetuilasnort.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105883898751994139' title=''/><author><name>Qetuila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09876967576621497272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209342.post-105867498809140016</id><published>2003-07-20T00:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-20T00:23:08.046-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WOW!!!!! we just went to go to see the league of extrordinary gentlemen. HOLY SHIT!!!!!! that movie was awesome! i can't really say anything without revealing anything, but it was definetly worth the 7.50 to see it.WOW!!!!!!TTFN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5209342-105867498809140016?l=qetuilasnort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/105867498809140016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/105867498809140016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qetuilasnort.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105867498809140016' title=''/><author><name>Qetuila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09876967576621497272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209342.post-105861948889970844</id><published>2003-07-19T08:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-19T08:58:08.696-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well i'm back from spring hill.we had alot of fun and learned a little. i don't think my boss is gonna be real happy with that ratio, but i am!now i get to unpack and catch up on sleep. TTFN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5209342-105861948889970844?l=qetuilasnort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/105861948889970844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/105861948889970844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qetuilasnort.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105861948889970844' title=''/><author><name>Qetuila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09876967576621497272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209342.post-105823197858808822</id><published>2003-07-14T21:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-14T21:19:38.573-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well it's been another interesting day at the training center here in tennessee. i am totally bummed that we didn't get to tour the plant where they make the saturn's, but i learned a few things so far. the hotel is pretty nice. i have seen a few cute guys, but i keep telling myself i'm married. of well. i can still look at the menu, i just can't  order anything! :-) well i need to go eat now.TTFN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5209342-105823197858808822?l=qetuilasnort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/105823197858808822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/105823197858808822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qetuilasnort.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105823197858808822' title=''/><author><name>Qetuila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09876967576621497272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209342.post-105815332888982544</id><published>2003-07-13T23:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-13T23:28:48.796-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well i figured out how to access email so now i don't have to worry about getting home after 5 days and having my inbox full. we have only been here for about 5 hours and already kelly has met 2 guys. as she says:"i am one bold bitch!" i need to go get some sleep now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5209342-105815332888982544?l=qetuilasnort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/105815332888982544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/105815332888982544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qetuilasnort.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105815332888982544' title=''/><author><name>Qetuila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09876967576621497272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209342.post-105814014997394077</id><published>2003-07-13T19:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-13T19:49:09.936-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well i made it to cool springs, tenn. this hotel is really cool. we haven't totally explored the place yet,but we will. i still haven't figured out how to check email yet, but we have free access to a computer so i can at least post.TTFN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5209342-105814014997394077?l=qetuilasnort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/105814014997394077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/105814014997394077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qetuilasnort.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105814014997394077' title=''/><author><name>Qetuila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09876967576621497272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209342.post-105805920631494090</id><published>2003-07-12T21:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-12T21:20:06.270-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>o.k. so i found out through snopes.com that the baby ink thing was a hoax. i kinda figured it had to be because federal law states that you have to be 18 in order to get a tattoo. i leave tomorrow for spring hill tenn. i am so excited!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! see you next week!! TTFN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5209342-105805920631494090?l=qetuilasnort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/105805920631494090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/105805920631494090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qetuilasnort.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105805920631494090' title=''/><author><name>Qetuila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09876967576621497272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209342.post-105779883877656241</id><published>2003-07-09T21:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-09T21:00:38.633-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i can't believe i went a whole week without posting! i leave for springhill for training on sunday. i just read the blog on hostile, and i have to say HOLY SHIT!!!!!!!! you have to go to babyink.com that is just wrong and i am almost positive it's against federal law. oh well!TTFN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5209342-105779883877656241?l=qetuilasnort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/105779883877656241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/105779883877656241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qetuilasnort.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105779883877656241' title=''/><author><name>Qetuila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09876967576621497272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209342.post-105691487725776207</id><published>2003-06-29T15:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-29T15:27:57.170-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well i am so fucking tired and sore. we went camping at border raids last night. we saw lots of fighting by the nights and lords. its like a scene out of a movie with the yelling and fighting and oh it is such a turn on to watch grown men in armour beat the shit out of each other! i drank too much qetuila again. there was cloven fruit to pass. i cloved an apple and 2 bananas. i was going to do a cucumber, but i think that would have been too obvious. oh shit, i have to be at band practice right now!TTFN! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5209342-105691487725776207?l=qetuilasnort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/105691487725776207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/105691487725776207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qetuilasnort.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105691487725776207' title=''/><author><name>Qetuila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09876967576621497272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209342.post-105666322740480866</id><published>2003-06-26T17:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-26T17:33:47.386-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well they updated the site or something. we went to karaoke last night. it wasn't as painful as i thought it would be. gary can actually sing pretty well. he does a really good version of the monster mash. he did a pretty good version of white wedding too. tomorrow we go to tailgaters to see a friend of mine's band play. then satuday we go to border raids. TTFN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5209342-105666322740480866?l=qetuilasnort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/105666322740480866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/105666322740480866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qetuilasnort.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105666322740480866' title=''/><author><name>Qetuila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09876967576621497272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209342.post-96000713</id><published>2003-06-24T22:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-24T22:09:19.410-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>notice that the time is correct finally!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5209342-96000713?l=qetuilasnort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/96000713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/96000713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qetuilasnort.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#96000713' title=''/><author><name>Qetuila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09876967576621497272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209342.post-96000665</id><published>2003-06-24T22:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-24T22:07:36.676-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>happy late solstice to all the people i didn't see on sat. this sat. we are going to border raids. i can't wait. i get to see a bunch of big manly men in armour. i start drooling just thinking about it.;-) tomorrow we are going to jake and elwoods for karaoke night. gary apparently does a really awesome rendition of the monster mash. TTFN.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5209342-96000665?l=qetuilasnort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/96000665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/96000665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qetuilasnort.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#96000665' title=''/><author><name>Qetuila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09876967576621497272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209342.post-95903853</id><published>2003-06-21T20:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-21T20:23:46.586-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>cool!!! that worked. i just figured out how to change the time. DUH! i'm now on chapter 26 of harry potter and the order of the pheonix. i am so tired, but we are going to ken and angie's for the last huzzah.TTFN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5209342-95903853?l=qetuilasnort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/95903853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/95903853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qetuilasnort.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95903853' title=''/><author><name>Qetuila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09876967576621497272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209342.post-95903836</id><published>2003-06-21T20:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-21T20:21:57.663-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i can't get the time right.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5209342-95903836?l=qetuilasnort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/95903836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/95903836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qetuilasnort.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95903836' title=''/><author><name>Qetuila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09876967576621497272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209342.post-95876500</id><published>2003-06-20T18:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-20T18:06:24.456-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woohoo!!!harry potter comes out tonight. we are going to barnes and noble for the midnight sale. i just hope i can get a book.TTFN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5209342-95876500?l=qetuilasnort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/95876500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/95876500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qetuilasnort.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95876500' title=''/><author><name>Qetuila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09876967576621497272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209342.post-95846806</id><published>2003-06-19T21:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-20T18:05:29.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>o.k. over at hostile.org mark and ken are fighting over meat-eating. mark is all for it and ken is a veggie-hesd. heaven wants to be a veggie head and tries very hard to be. i admire that in a 12 yr. old. however all i have to say about vegetarianism is that IF WE WEREN'T SUPPOSED TO EAT MEAT, IT WOULDN'T TASTE SO FUCKING GOOD!!!!!!!! TTFN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5209342-95846806?l=qetuilasnort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/95846806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/95846806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qetuilasnort.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95846806' title=''/><author><name>Qetuila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09876967576621497272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209342.post-95840422</id><published>2003-06-19T17:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-19T17:12:45.083-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YAY!!!!!! KIM AND DAVE ARE HAVING ONE BABY!!!!!!! i just got the email that had a link to thier site with the ultrasound pictures. that is so cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5209342-95840422?l=qetuilasnort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/95840422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/95840422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qetuilasnort.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95840422' title=''/><author><name>Qetuila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09876967576621497272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209342.post-95808087</id><published>2003-06-18T19:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-18T19:27:44.416-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>we are going to the blue martini tonight to see the bands. i think i'll get a chocolate martini while i'm down there.i hope the guy named robert is down there behind the bar. i think he'll make a good one. he's a really nice guy. last week i drove down by myself and i was just drinking cokes and he never charged me for them. i need to talk to kim and find out how many babies there are.TTFN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5209342-95808087?l=qetuilasnort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/95808087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/95808087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qetuilasnort.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95808087' title=''/><author><name>Qetuila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09876967576621497272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209342.post-95732371</id><published>2003-06-16T18:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-16T18:41:28.206-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's been a hellified day at work. i think i fucked up some accounting shit but i can easily fix it if i can figure out WTF i did. oh well. tomorrow is another day.i'm gonna go eat now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5209342-95732371?l=qetuilasnort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/95732371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/95732371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qetuilasnort.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95732371' title=''/><author><name>Qetuila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09876967576621497272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209342.post-95700445</id><published>2003-06-15T22:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-15T22:14:04.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>forgot to say that ken and angie are moving too fucking far away!they are going to illinois. :-(  i am so bummed. on a happy note kim will soon find out how many babies there are. i keep telling them they are having octuplets.or they'll be the first people to have nine-tuplets. i can't remember the term for nine.TTFN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5209342-95700445?l=qetuilasnort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/95700445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209342/posts/default/95700445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qetuilasnort.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95700445' title=''/><author><name>Qetuila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09876967576621497272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209342.post-95700358</id><published>2003-06-15T22:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-15T22:13:09.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>o.k. so it's been a week and a half since i posted. i am a bad person. the quick run down is this:friday the 6th we went to a drumming circle with the pipe band. that was fun,but they found out that i can keep rhythm and bang on a drum so they made me join the tenor drummers.sat the 7th we had a birthday party for heaven. she made out like a bandit with $108.00. i don't even have that much money.wed the 11th i went down to blue martini to see the bands.fri the 13th we went to dinner with the geeks to celebrate caroline graduating and she dropped a bombshell. she went and got herself engaged. the guy ,jason kendall, seems like a decent enough guy. afterwards we went to the punch and pie party at john and mark's. i didn't get to stay very long because i had to get up early .gary and laura stayed later though and they made her leave the bottle of monk she brought. i hope holly got the bottle back for her. she really likes her bottles. on sat the 14th i went on a white water rafting trip with the girl scouts. we had a great time. then today for father's day we went to mike lennig's for dinner. i got gary some kick ass boots and some pj pants that have flames down the side. i can't wear the boots, but the pants might get stolen from him. anyhoo that's a look back at my week. i promise to remember to post every day.TTFN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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