<?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-2524692197633017218</id><updated>2011-04-21T22:12:14.388-07:00</updated><title type='text'>u.n.l.i.m.i.t.e.d.s.n.a.c.k.s.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlimitedsnacks.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524692197633017218/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlimitedsnacks.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01759233901919896959</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>37</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524692197633017218.post-7047774736962090686</id><published>2009-05-17T13:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T14:06:17.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stand for Truth</title><content type='html'>"... But when the true alchemist spoke of seeking for gold, he spoke of gold in the soul of man... And when the true astrologer spoke of consellations and planets he spoke of constellations and planets in the soul of man... And when the true Kabalist spoke of the Name of God, he sought this Name in the soul of man and in Nature, and not in dead books, nor in biblical texts..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We are surrounded by a wall built of our conceptions of the world, and are unable to look over this wall at the real world. The Kabala presents an effort to break this "enchanted circle". It investigates the world as it is, the world in itself."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From The Symbolism of the Tarot by P.D. Ouspensky&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524692197633017218-7047774736962090686?l=unlimitedsnacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlimitedsnacks.blogspot.com/feeds/7047774736962090686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2524692197633017218&amp;postID=7047774736962090686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524692197633017218/posts/default/7047774736962090686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524692197633017218/posts/default/7047774736962090686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlimitedsnacks.blogspot.com/2009/05/stand-for-truth.html' title='Stand for Truth'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01759233901919896959</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524692197633017218.post-5293385950815411569</id><published>2009-04-06T10:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T10:15:28.632-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hail mercury</title><content type='html'>"... one of the stumbling blocks in this process is learning to translate intuitive feelings into conscious words.  In ritual use, the power of the word is learned, and also the power of holding true to the words we have given" from Paul Beyerl's Master Book of Herbalism.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524692197633017218-5293385950815411569?l=unlimitedsnacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlimitedsnacks.blogspot.com/feeds/5293385950815411569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2524692197633017218&amp;postID=5293385950815411569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524692197633017218/posts/default/5293385950815411569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524692197633017218/posts/default/5293385950815411569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlimitedsnacks.blogspot.com/2009/04/hail-mercury.html' title='hail mercury'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01759233901919896959</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524692197633017218.post-9194451583131161464</id><published>2009-02-19T16:12:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T16:20:15.323-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have been keeping track of my dreams in an effort to develop my abilities as a seer. Last night I got my first glimpse. I dreamt that one of my friends asked me the name of a mall, and when I woke up this morning I saw that I had gotten a text message in the middle of the night from one of my friends asking me the name of a mall. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Perfectly framed through the gap between my wall and window shade a perfect crescent moon, waning in scorpio was staring me down. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524692197633017218-9194451583131161464?l=unlimitedsnacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlimitedsnacks.blogspot.com/feeds/9194451583131161464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2524692197633017218&amp;postID=9194451583131161464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524692197633017218/posts/default/9194451583131161464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524692197633017218/posts/default/9194451583131161464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlimitedsnacks.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-have-been-keeping-track-of-my-dreams.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01759233901919896959</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524692197633017218.post-3829492420600363660</id><published>2008-10-12T18:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T18:24:11.161-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I truly just saw the most heinous thing ever. It was someone's modified Snoopy picture, presented at the top of someone's blog designed to look like Snoopy typing on a apple computer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524692197633017218-3829492420600363660?l=unlimitedsnacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlimitedsnacks.blogspot.com/feeds/3829492420600363660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2524692197633017218&amp;postID=3829492420600363660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524692197633017218/posts/default/3829492420600363660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524692197633017218/posts/default/3829492420600363660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlimitedsnacks.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-truly-just-saw-most-heinous-thing.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01759233901919896959</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524692197633017218.post-7968446647630733384</id><published>2008-10-12T17:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T13:23:50.122-08:00</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/2524692197633017218-7968446647630733384?l=unlimitedsnacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlimitedsnacks.blogspot.com/feeds/7968446647630733384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2524692197633017218&amp;postID=7968446647630733384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524692197633017218/posts/default/7968446647630733384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524692197633017218/posts/default/7968446647630733384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlimitedsnacks.blogspot.com/2008/10/just-leprechaun-in-hood-yall.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01759233901919896959</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524692197633017218.post-5389448131458400319</id><published>2008-10-08T07:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T08:00:46.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'>considering marriage</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.marthastewart.com/images/content/pub/weddings/2004Q3/a100980_fal04_fauxbois_l.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope to find a suitor soon, because I am in need of eating &lt;a href="http://www.marthastewart.com/article/woodland-cakes-chocolate-faux-bois"&gt;Martha's faux bois wedding cake!&lt;/a&gt; It really is a perfect combo. I love faux bois, I love cakes, and I love pretending to want a wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, WTF, she has a whole section of her website devoted to &lt;a href="http://www.marthastewart.com/portal/site/mslo/menuitem.3a0656639de62ad593598e10d373a0a0/?vgnextoid="893696ec8a863110VgnVCM1000003d370a0aRCRD&amp;amp;vgnextfmt="default"&gt;"woodland cakes"&lt;/a&gt;. What a total freak. I'm lovin it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524692197633017218-5389448131458400319?l=unlimitedsnacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlimitedsnacks.blogspot.com/feeds/5389448131458400319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2524692197633017218&amp;postID=5389448131458400319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524692197633017218/posts/default/5389448131458400319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524692197633017218/posts/default/5389448131458400319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlimitedsnacks.blogspot.com/2008/10/considering-marriage.html' title='considering marriage'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01759233901919896959</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524692197633017218.post-176678892047071833</id><published>2008-10-05T08:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T08:21:08.902-07:00</updated><title type='text'>some things that are important to me</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.ugra-service.ru/u_img/2007_09/21_13-46-02.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.portnet.ne.jp/%7Ekobe-p-p/imagekpp/matsu.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.asia.ru/img/alibaba/photo/50610872/Semi_Precious_Stone_Scent_Bottles.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos.igougo.com/images/p130971-Kauai-Our_Precious_Rainbows.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;double dutch rainbows&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524692197633017218-176678892047071833?l=unlimitedsnacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlimitedsnacks.blogspot.com/feeds/176678892047071833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2524692197633017218&amp;postID=176678892047071833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524692197633017218/posts/default/176678892047071833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524692197633017218/posts/default/176678892047071833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlimitedsnacks.blogspot.com/2008/10/something-nu-4-u.html' title='some things that are important to me'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01759233901919896959</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524692197633017218.post-7387758631706554555</id><published>2008-10-02T08:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T08:12:25.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A dream I have had twice and which I hope will become a new recurring dream is one where I speak to cats in English and wonder why they had never communicated with me before. One of them was a fictional cat named French Fry. The other was a cat I know named Marylou.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524692197633017218-7387758631706554555?l=unlimitedsnacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlimitedsnacks.blogspot.com/feeds/7387758631706554555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2524692197633017218&amp;postID=7387758631706554555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524692197633017218/posts/default/7387758631706554555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524692197633017218/posts/default/7387758631706554555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlimitedsnacks.blogspot.com/2008/10/dream-i-have-had-twice-and-which-i-hope.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01759233901919896959</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524692197633017218.post-1980306177322184298</id><published>2008-09-26T18:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T18:13:13.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had a dream about Jennifer Lopez last night. I was riding in her huge car and she was a really scary driver. At one point the road turned into a rollercoaster type thing, and I likened it to some fantasy video game that I have never played and doesn't even exist. She started to play some Mark Anthony songs because she missed him and I thought that it was so sweet. I was to be her houseguest and she let me sleep on her fold out couch which was lumpy and uncomfortable. Her children were very well behaved.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524692197633017218-1980306177322184298?l=unlimitedsnacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlimitedsnacks.blogspot.com/feeds/1980306177322184298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2524692197633017218&amp;postID=1980306177322184298' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524692197633017218/posts/default/1980306177322184298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524692197633017218/posts/default/1980306177322184298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlimitedsnacks.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-had-dream-about-jennifer-lopez-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01759233901919896959</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524692197633017218.post-595713081045151088</id><published>2008-09-23T13:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T19:43:17.468-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last night while sleeping with a cat I turned over and opened my eyes mid-slumber to see him sitting up tall, gazing into the darkness, looking so beautiful and proud like &lt;a href="http://www.thegreatestblacklist.com/mufasa.gif"&gt;Mufasa perched upon Pride Rock&lt;/a&gt;. As he held himself higher, elongated body and paws outstretched I thought that he was the most majestic animal to ever share my bed. After some time passed I realized that I was imagining all of it and the cat had been curled up asleep the whole time. I thought about giving him some pets but by that point I was too afraid of him to move my arm out from under the blankets.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524692197633017218-595713081045151088?l=unlimitedsnacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlimitedsnacks.blogspot.com/feeds/595713081045151088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2524692197633017218&amp;postID=595713081045151088' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524692197633017218/posts/default/595713081045151088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524692197633017218/posts/default/595713081045151088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlimitedsnacks.blogspot.com/2008/09/last-night-while-sleeping-with-cat-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01759233901919896959</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524692197633017218.post-8280091248662828046</id><published>2008-09-22T16:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T16:14:06.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just checkin out what's puppin up online&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524692197633017218-8280091248662828046?l=unlimitedsnacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlimitedsnacks.blogspot.com/feeds/8280091248662828046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2524692197633017218&amp;postID=8280091248662828046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524692197633017218/posts/default/8280091248662828046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524692197633017218/posts/default/8280091248662828046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlimitedsnacks.blogspot.com/2008/09/just-checkin-out-whats-puppin-up-online.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01759233901919896959</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524692197633017218.post-6709865958457639259</id><published>2008-09-20T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T19:21:00.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I just really love cats</title><content type='html'>they're fun and cute&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524692197633017218-6709865958457639259?l=unlimitedsnacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlimitedsnacks.blogspot.com/feeds/6709865958457639259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2524692197633017218&amp;postID=6709865958457639259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524692197633017218/posts/default/6709865958457639259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524692197633017218/posts/default/6709865958457639259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlimitedsnacks.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-just-really-love-cats.html' title='I just really love cats'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01759233901919896959</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524692197633017218.post-5640838872136540966</id><published>2008-09-19T11:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T13:37:41.884-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This morning I finished reading &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Amber_Spyglass"&gt;The Amber Spyglass&lt;/a&gt; for the second time and began reading &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Crystal_World"&gt;The Crystal World&lt;/a&gt;. It's pretty tough to follow up an easy read with something you actually have to pay attention to. I got into a pace that was hard to break out of, and flew through 3 pages of Crystal World before realizing that I had no idea what was going on. I usually read too fast anyway. Slowly getting back into my normal pace, n' hopefully slowin it down a lil.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524692197633017218-5640838872136540966?l=unlimitedsnacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlimitedsnacks.blogspot.com/feeds/5640838872136540966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2524692197633017218&amp;postID=5640838872136540966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524692197633017218/posts/default/5640838872136540966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524692197633017218/posts/default/5640838872136540966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlimitedsnacks.blogspot.com/2008/09/this-morning-i-finished-reading-amber.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01759233901919896959</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524692197633017218.post-1601212898008471733</id><published>2008-09-13T21:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T22:00:46.604-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Usually when I am living with parents and the responsibility of buying my own food is no longer a concern, I get pretty rowdy at the grocery store. Today, though, I didn't get rowdy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524692197633017218-1601212898008471733?l=unlimitedsnacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlimitedsnacks.blogspot.com/feeds/1601212898008471733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2524692197633017218&amp;postID=1601212898008471733' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524692197633017218/posts/default/1601212898008471733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524692197633017218/posts/default/1601212898008471733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlimitedsnacks.blogspot.com/2008/09/usually-when-i-am-living-with-parents.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01759233901919896959</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524692197633017218.post-4452967023547940652</id><published>2008-09-12T09:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T21:59:00.764-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On September 10, 2008 I ate so much Biscoff</title><content type='html'>I took a plane on Wednesday. Now instead of living in Portland on the west coast, I am homeless and living with parents in the east. At take off I think the woman sitting ahead of me was worried because her male companion started rubbing her arm and said "Sparticus! Sparticus!". After we landed they started talking very candidly about the love lives of themselves and the male companion's brother. The brother is 10 years younger and has been married four times, while the male companion has only been married twice. According to the woman, two times is much different than four. This difference is either positive or negative, but it is uncertain to me which.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524692197633017218-4452967023547940652?l=unlimitedsnacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlimitedsnacks.blogspot.com/feeds/4452967023547940652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2524692197633017218&amp;postID=4452967023547940652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524692197633017218/posts/default/4452967023547940652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524692197633017218/posts/default/4452967023547940652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlimitedsnacks.blogspot.com/2008/09/on-september-10-2008-i-ate-so-much.html' title='On September 10, 2008 I ate so much Biscoff'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01759233901919896959</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524692197633017218.post-1080633544729801264</id><published>2008-09-02T17:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T17:50:59.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't believe it really happened</title><content type='html'>I actually watched The Lake House last night. Do you know what that is? It's &lt;a href="http://thelakehousemovie.warnerbros.com/"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;, and I actually watched it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524692197633017218-1080633544729801264?l=unlimitedsnacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlimitedsnacks.blogspot.com/feeds/1080633544729801264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2524692197633017218&amp;postID=1080633544729801264' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524692197633017218/posts/default/1080633544729801264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524692197633017218/posts/default/1080633544729801264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlimitedsnacks.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-cant-believe-it-really-happened.html' title='I can&apos;t believe it really happened'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01759233901919896959</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524692197633017218.post-2406538212190324528</id><published>2008-08-21T15:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T15:24:00.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>look at what's puppin' up online</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img251.imageshack.us/img251/1406/princessns0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.dogbreedinfo.com/images16/CorkieCockerYorkieHybridPup.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.buysellcommunity.com/uploads/031208/ww1/bzwgrfntpmsp.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://pets.savvy-cafe.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/08/jack-russell-terrier-puppy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://cdn-www.dailypuppy.com/media/dogs/anonymous/Fosse_Cavalier_King_Charles_Spaniel_01.jpg_w450.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.puppyparadise.com/Breeds/cavalier_king_charles.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://dogs.y2u.co.uk/Picture/RN_Dog_Cavalier_King_Charles_Spaniel_07.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.1stopfordogs.com/images/dogs2005/labradoodle-puppies-northwest.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.puppiessale.co.uk/wp-content/img/maltese1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.heavenlymaltese.com/photos/maltese_verytiny.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.adoosimg.com/9f37f2ac5bef95ba94c614b90ec0-1-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524692197633017218-2406538212190324528?l=unlimitedsnacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlimitedsnacks.blogspot.com/feeds/2406538212190324528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2524692197633017218&amp;postID=2406538212190324528' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524692197633017218/posts/default/2406538212190324528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524692197633017218/posts/default/2406538212190324528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlimitedsnacks.blogspot.com/2008/08/look-at-whats-puppin-up-online.html' title='look at what&apos;s puppin&apos; up online'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01759233901919896959</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524692197633017218.post-2012268998754858546</id><published>2008-08-18T15:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T15:59:47.288-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__9rluhv7EhE/SKn-eX4VcpI/AAAAAAAAAAk/8LyFyzmq4SY/s1600-h/Photo+97.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__9rluhv7EhE/SKn-eX4VcpI/AAAAAAAAAAk/8LyFyzmq4SY/s320/Photo+97.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235995839554744978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hey, blogaholics. I'm writing to you from the 1950s future. I'm casually walking around on the moon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524692197633017218-2012268998754858546?l=unlimitedsnacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlimitedsnacks.blogspot.com/feeds/2012268998754858546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2524692197633017218&amp;postID=2012268998754858546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524692197633017218/posts/default/2012268998754858546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524692197633017218/posts/default/2012268998754858546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlimitedsnacks.blogspot.com/2008/08/hey-blogaholics.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01759233901919896959</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__9rluhv7EhE/SKn-eX4VcpI/AAAAAAAAAAk/8LyFyzmq4SY/s72-c/Photo+97.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524692197633017218.post-8673652247481587335</id><published>2008-08-12T06:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T06:08:00.008-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have recently discovered that I am really good at playing Sopranos pinball. This was a huge revelation as I had thought before that I was terrible at all pinball games. Maybe I'm not good enough to know that this is nothing to stand tall about, but my hint that I was good at it comes from the fact that at one point I had four balls going at once. More great discoveries: I am horrible at Star Trek: TNG pinball. I am decent at Batman Forever pinball. More to come soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524692197633017218-8673652247481587335?l=unlimitedsnacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlimitedsnacks.blogspot.com/feeds/8673652247481587335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2524692197633017218&amp;postID=8673652247481587335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524692197633017218/posts/default/8673652247481587335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524692197633017218/posts/default/8673652247481587335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlimitedsnacks.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-have-recently-discovered-that-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01759233901919896959</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524692197633017218.post-8229430525842988252</id><published>2008-08-10T21:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T21:48:38.808-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://hoopiedotnet.blogspot.com"&gt;Noah knows too many things about basketball. It hurts me to see it.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524692197633017218-8229430525842988252?l=unlimitedsnacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlimitedsnacks.blogspot.com/feeds/8229430525842988252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2524692197633017218&amp;postID=8229430525842988252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524692197633017218/posts/default/8229430525842988252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524692197633017218/posts/default/8229430525842988252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlimitedsnacks.blogspot.com/2008/08/noah-knows-too-many-things-about.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01759233901919896959</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524692197633017218.post-6592639647726478118</id><published>2008-07-08T11:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T11:40:13.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here are some things I say when I ride my bike everyday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) oh no&lt;br /&gt;2) I almost just died&lt;br /&gt;3) fuck you, car&lt;br /&gt;4) get away from me, car&lt;br /&gt;5) don't hit me&lt;br /&gt;6) Well Ive been waiting, waiting here so long&lt;br /&gt;But thinking nothing, nothing could go wrong, ooh now I know&lt;br /&gt;She has a built in ability&lt;br /&gt;To take everything she sees&lt;br /&gt;And now it seems Im falling, falling for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She seems to have an invisible touch yeah&lt;br /&gt;She reaches in, and grabs right hold of your heart&lt;br /&gt;She seems to have an invisible touch yeah&lt;br /&gt;It takes control and slowly tears you apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I dont really know her, I only know her name&lt;br /&gt;But she crawls under your skin, youre never quite the same, and now i&lt;br /&gt;Know&lt;br /&gt;Shes got something you just cant trust&lt;br /&gt;Its something mysterious&lt;br /&gt;And now it seems Im falling, falling for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She seems to have an invisible touch yeah&lt;br /&gt;She reaches in, and grabs right hold of your heart&lt;br /&gt;She seems to have an invisible touch yeah&lt;br /&gt;It takes control and slowly tears you apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She dont like losing, to her its still a game&lt;br /&gt;And though she will mess up your life,&lt;br /&gt;Youll want her just the same, and now I know&lt;br /&gt;She has a built in ability&lt;br /&gt;To take everything she sees&lt;br /&gt;And now it seems Ive fallen, fallen for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She seems to have an invisible touch yeah&lt;br /&gt;She reaches in, and grabs right hold of your heart&lt;br /&gt;She seems to have an invisible touch yeah&lt;br /&gt;It takes control and slowly tears you apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She seems to have an invisible touch...&lt;br /&gt;7) I can't believe that I'm alive right now&lt;br /&gt;8) I wonder if she could tell Im hard right now, hmmm&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, come on, dance for me baby, ha ha, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Ut oh, you feel that? alright&lt;br /&gt;Come on, dont stop now&lt;br /&gt;You done did it, come on, uh, yeah, alright, hold on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 - baby when were grinding&lt;br /&gt;I get so excited&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, how I like it&lt;br /&gt;I try but I cant fight it&lt;br /&gt;Oh, youre dancing real close&lt;br /&gt;Cuz its real, real slow&lt;br /&gt;(you know what youre doing, dont you)&lt;br /&gt;Youre making it hard for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the songs on you requested&lt;br /&gt;Youre dancing like youre naked&lt;br /&gt;Oh, its almost like were sexing (oh yeah)&lt;br /&gt;Yeah boo, I like it&lt;br /&gt;No, I cant deny it&lt;br /&gt;But I know you can tell&lt;br /&gt;Im excited, oh girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 - step back youre dancing kinda close&lt;br /&gt;I feel a little poke coming through&lt;br /&gt;On you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now girl I know you felt it&lt;br /&gt;But boo, you know I cant help it&lt;br /&gt;You know what I wanna do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Repeat 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby us dancing so close&lt;br /&gt;Aint a good idea&lt;br /&gt;Cuz imma want you now and here&lt;br /&gt;The way that you shake it on me&lt;br /&gt;Makes me want you so bad sexually&lt;br /&gt;Oh girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Repeat 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now girl I know you felt it&lt;br /&gt;But boo, you know I cant help it&lt;br /&gt;You know what I wanna do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Repeat 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Repeat 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love when you shake it like that, ah, ah, ah&lt;br /&gt;I see that you like it like that, oh, oh, oh&lt;br /&gt;I love when you shake it like that, ah, ah, ah&lt;br /&gt;I see that you like it like that, oh, oh, oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Repeat 1 while:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the way you move&lt;br /&gt;Youre making me want you&lt;br /&gt;Oh the way you move&lt;br /&gt;I like those things you do&lt;br /&gt;But youre a little too close&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Repeat 1 until fade&lt;br /&gt;9) This car wants to kill me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524692197633017218-6592639647726478118?l=unlimitedsnacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlimitedsnacks.blogspot.com/feeds/6592639647726478118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2524692197633017218&amp;postID=6592639647726478118' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524692197633017218/posts/default/6592639647726478118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524692197633017218/posts/default/6592639647726478118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlimitedsnacks.blogspot.com/2008/07/here-are-some-things-i-say-when-i-ride.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01759233901919896959</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524692197633017218.post-4401389282348275770</id><published>2008-06-25T05:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T05:49:54.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'>things I have been worried about</title><content type='html'>1) While at the library yesterday, using the computer to look at my really personal student loan documents, a large man at another computer started to laugh. I am worried that he hacked into the secret library network to see all of my personal financial information (so he could steal it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) I haven't gotten a credit card offer from WaMu in the mail for a few weeks. I think someone might have taken out a card in my name after digging through my mail or garbage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An oldie but a goodie: A few months ago a student loan payment check I mailed never went through. Someone probably snatched it to steal my identity, but after realizing I have nothing likely gave it back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524692197633017218-4401389282348275770?l=unlimitedsnacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlimitedsnacks.blogspot.com/feeds/4401389282348275770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2524692197633017218&amp;postID=4401389282348275770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524692197633017218/posts/default/4401389282348275770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524692197633017218/posts/default/4401389282348275770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlimitedsnacks.blogspot.com/2008/06/things-i-have-been-worried-about.html' title='things I have been worried about'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01759233901919896959</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524692197633017218.post-2163231866104146423</id><published>2008-06-05T21:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T21:09:21.434-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There was a really nice day a few weeks ago. On the 72, there were two sassy teens wearing the same monochromic  short short and lil' hoodie outfits. One was in hot green, while the other had chosen hot pink. While they were stepping off the bus, a woman in front of me answered a phone call. This was all I heard: "Wait, pictures of what? They went public? They will pay... they will pay."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524692197633017218-2163231866104146423?l=unlimitedsnacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlimitedsnacks.blogspot.com/feeds/2163231866104146423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2524692197633017218&amp;postID=2163231866104146423' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524692197633017218/posts/default/2163231866104146423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524692197633017218/posts/default/2163231866104146423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlimitedsnacks.blogspot.com/2008/06/there-was-really-nice-day-few-weeks-ago.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01759233901919896959</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524692197633017218.post-2333376376829597938</id><published>2008-05-26T14:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T14:58:40.539-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last week I went a little overboard while making lunch and loaded my quesadilla with too many fillings. I had to eat it with a knife and fork, which worked out pretty well cleanliness-wise, but really I only worried that I looked like some freak from &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Pledge_Drive_%28Seinfeld_episode%29"&gt;this episode of Seinfeld&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found out that quesadilla means "little cheesy thing".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524692197633017218-2333376376829597938?l=unlimitedsnacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlimitedsnacks.blogspot.com/feeds/2333376376829597938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2524692197633017218&amp;postID=2333376376829597938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524692197633017218/posts/default/2333376376829597938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524692197633017218/posts/default/2333376376829597938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlimitedsnacks.blogspot.com/2008/05/last-week-i-went-little-overboard-while.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01759233901919896959</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524692197633017218.post-3596580944586874163</id><published>2008-05-01T14:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T16:03:01.321-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>One of the more depressing features of my life right now is the fact that the only people I recognize are people who ride my bus, and the only time I recognize them is when I am riding the bus.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524692197633017218-3596580944586874163?l=unlimitedsnacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlimitedsnacks.blogspot.com/feeds/3596580944586874163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2524692197633017218&amp;postID=3596580944586874163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524692197633017218/posts/default/3596580944586874163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524692197633017218/posts/default/3596580944586874163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlimitedsnacks.blogspot.com/2008/05/one-of-more-depressing-features-of-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01759233901919896959</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524692197633017218.post-8582251741742254914</id><published>2008-04-06T18:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T19:06:52.065-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today I went somewhere really nice. Guess where it was? It was Oxbow Regional Park in Gresham. All you do is travel eastward on the street that is Division and ride through some xmas tree farms for a while. Then you are there and it is so great! There was a really great rapidly flowing river, and some really nice birds. I never thought that I was going to die while I was there, plus the air smells nice. For an hour after I left my nearsightedness was temporarily cured, I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was better than the Grotto, but you should still go to the Grotto. If you go to the place where Sandy and 82nd cross and walk 15 yards past the 7-11, all of a sudden you are in a catholic wonderland devoted to the Virgin Mary. Half of The Grotto is this paved walkway surrounded by greenery with depictions of the Stations of the Cross cast from bronze that is below a cliff. Into the cliff is a shallow cave with the main display inside. It's really pretty! If you pay $3.50 you can buy a coin that lets you ride the elevator, where the rest of the Grotto is. That part is even better!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524692197633017218-8582251741742254914?l=unlimitedsnacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlimitedsnacks.blogspot.com/feeds/8582251741742254914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2524692197633017218&amp;postID=8582251741742254914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524692197633017218/posts/default/8582251741742254914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524692197633017218/posts/default/8582251741742254914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlimitedsnacks.blogspot.com/2008/04/today-i-went-somewhere-really-nice.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01759233901919896959</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524692197633017218.post-7078219755313460030</id><published>2008-03-25T16:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T17:01:58.042-07:00</updated><title type='text'>just more sitcom chat</title><content type='html'>I have been thinking about &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Chicken_Roaster"&gt;this episode of Seinfeld&lt;/a&gt; recently. I think it's because I have a lot in common with it right now. I hope the chicks' lamp doesn't turn me into Kramer. It's amazing how topical Seinfeld still is after all these years.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524692197633017218-7078219755313460030?l=unlimitedsnacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlimitedsnacks.blogspot.com/feeds/7078219755313460030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2524692197633017218&amp;postID=7078219755313460030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524692197633017218/posts/default/7078219755313460030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524692197633017218/posts/default/7078219755313460030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlimitedsnacks.blogspot.com/2008/03/just-more-sitcom-chat.html' title='just more sitcom chat'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01759233901919896959</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524692197633017218.post-5764757017854634049</id><published>2008-03-24T17:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T17:38:12.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>oh great, I am both chandler and joey</title><content type='html'>On Saturday Timothy and I went to Foster's Feed and Seed. There we bought three chicks and one baby duck.  Wow, these birds are great! They live in my room, where they smell it up and make it hot with their heating lamp. They wake me up sometimes at night with their scuffling, but I don't mind as I have not slept through the night in months anyway. Their peeps are so small that they are no bother. The duck is growing faster than the chicks. I'm lovin' motherhood!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524692197633017218-5764757017854634049?l=unlimitedsnacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlimitedsnacks.blogspot.com/feeds/5764757017854634049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2524692197633017218&amp;postID=5764757017854634049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524692197633017218/posts/default/5764757017854634049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524692197633017218/posts/default/5764757017854634049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlimitedsnacks.blogspot.com/2008/03/on-saturday-timothy-and-i-went-to.html' title='oh great, I am both chandler and joey'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01759233901919896959</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524692197633017218.post-624074035675410126</id><published>2008-01-08T05:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T05:40:10.735-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The most disgusting sentence I have ever read</title><content type='html'>"If your skin's looking like you just did the hubba hubba in a bed of mashed strawberries, it might be a case of the common skin condition eczema."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524692197633017218-624074035675410126?l=unlimitedsnacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlimitedsnacks.blogspot.com/feeds/624074035675410126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2524692197633017218&amp;postID=624074035675410126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524692197633017218/posts/default/624074035675410126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524692197633017218/posts/default/624074035675410126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlimitedsnacks.blogspot.com/2008/01/most-disgusting-sentence-i-have-ever.html' title='The most disgusting sentence I have ever read'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01759233901919896959</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524692197633017218.post-4345417131269555041</id><published>2007-11-30T14:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T14:17:33.664-08:00</updated><title type='text'>turning into a bird?</title><content type='html'>While brushing my hair (I brush 100 strokes per day, but who doesn't?)  the other day, I found a tiny feather in my hair.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524692197633017218-4345417131269555041?l=unlimitedsnacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlimitedsnacks.blogspot.com/feeds/4345417131269555041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2524692197633017218&amp;postID=4345417131269555041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524692197633017218/posts/default/4345417131269555041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524692197633017218/posts/default/4345417131269555041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlimitedsnacks.blogspot.com/2007/11/turning-into-bird.html' title='turning into a bird?'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01759233901919896959</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524692197633017218.post-3937567133553359055</id><published>2007-11-27T07:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T13:18:02.819-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.uruknet.info/?p=m38389&amp;amp;hd=&amp;amp;size=1&amp;amp;l=e"&gt;Radioactive Ammunition Fired in Middle East May Claim More Lives Than Hiroshima and Nagasaki&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a link I snagged from Harper's. If this is true, it's really crazy. I'm pretty sure it means that almost everyone else in the world will eventually die from it too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I thought that I saw the smallest amount of tiny snowflakes falling outside of the window, but then got worried that it was ash from Mt. Tabor erupting after I realized how improbable snow was. It turned out that it was  a small amount of tiny bugs flying around. Are bugs in November normal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The neighbors are doing something weird with cars outside.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524692197633017218-3937567133553359055?l=unlimitedsnacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlimitedsnacks.blogspot.com/feeds/3937567133553359055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2524692197633017218&amp;postID=3937567133553359055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524692197633017218/posts/default/3937567133553359055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524692197633017218/posts/default/3937567133553359055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlimitedsnacks.blogspot.com/2007/11/radioactive-ammunition-fired-in-middle.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01759233901919896959</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524692197633017218.post-569628889660951890</id><published>2007-11-21T13:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T11:50:23.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday was Oprah's 2007 edition of her Favorite Things. Oprah is my fave because she loves giving gifts and making people so excited that they lose their minds in a way that is almost completely offensive but still manages to make it look like she is doing good deeds. For example, Oprah gave away her most expensive gift in Favorite Things history, which was a refrigerator with a television in it. I think it was a refrigerator that cost $3,000. Everyone was screamin and cryin for it more than any other favorite thing and I felt so gross about it. Then she mentioned that the refrigerator company was going to come to their house for free and take their old refrigerator to either recycle it or give it to a needy family. On one hand, who could hate such a good deed? On the other I think we all know that they are just going to throw the old refrigerators in the ocean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, for her birthday Oprah had a cake that weighed as much as four of my bodies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524692197633017218-569628889660951890?l=unlimitedsnacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlimitedsnacks.blogspot.com/feeds/569628889660951890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2524692197633017218&amp;postID=569628889660951890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524692197633017218/posts/default/569628889660951890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524692197633017218/posts/default/569628889660951890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlimitedsnacks.blogspot.com/2007/11/yesterday-was-oprahs-2007-edition-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01759233901919896959</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524692197633017218.post-5852804484606377276</id><published>2007-10-24T05:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T05:15:37.084-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am currently in the process of compiling all of the books which make up the Ramona Quimby universe into a small, personal library. This of course will include all Ramona books, as well as Henry Huggins. I haven't read them in a while so I don't know if it will work, but I am going to try to cook up a way that I can argue for the inclusion of Mouse and the Motorcycle. I wonder if Ramona Quimby's life takes place in Portland? I will attempt to make a case for this as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524692197633017218-5852804484606377276?l=unlimitedsnacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlimitedsnacks.blogspot.com/feeds/5852804484606377276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2524692197633017218&amp;postID=5852804484606377276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524692197633017218/posts/default/5852804484606377276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524692197633017218/posts/default/5852804484606377276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlimitedsnacks.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-am-currently-in-process-of-compiling.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01759233901919896959</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524692197633017218.post-4958051213235967776</id><published>2007-10-10T18:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T11:51:31.951-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here are some links I'd like to share:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.marthastewart.com/photogallery/organizing-by-room?lnc=" rsc="top7pop_home_home_4"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A photo gallery of tips for home organization&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tv-links.co.uk/video/1/1922/10566/66659/93762"&gt;An episode&lt;/a&gt; of &lt;a href="http://tv-links.co.uk/video/1/1922/10566/66659/93763"&gt;TNG&lt;/a&gt; that is kind of &lt;a href="http://tv-links.co.uk/video/1/1922/10566/66659/93764"&gt;crazy&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.panix.com/%7Eilaine/socks.html"&gt;PANIX&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524692197633017218-4958051213235967776?l=unlimitedsnacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlimitedsnacks.blogspot.com/feeds/4958051213235967776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2524692197633017218&amp;postID=4958051213235967776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524692197633017218/posts/default/4958051213235967776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524692197633017218/posts/default/4958051213235967776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlimitedsnacks.blogspot.com/2007/10/sirs-on-tv-show-30-rock-tracy-morgan.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01759233901919896959</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524692197633017218.post-4525286791598151038</id><published>2007-08-29T15:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T11:54:59.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today I rode my bike kind of far to cash some checks. After cashing these checks, I decided to go to the mall which was across the street since I love the mall so much. It was at the mall where I made a shocking discovery which has lead me to question the (very firm) foundation that I have built my life upon. The discovery was that frozen yogurt is better than ice cream. Leaving the mall with my cone, some creepy dude started shouting words I could not understand at me and I was scared.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524692197633017218-4525286791598151038?l=unlimitedsnacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlimitedsnacks.blogspot.com/feeds/4525286791598151038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2524692197633017218&amp;postID=4525286791598151038' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524692197633017218/posts/default/4525286791598151038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524692197633017218/posts/default/4525286791598151038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlimitedsnacks.blogspot.com/2007/08/dear-sirs-today-i-rode-my-bike-kind-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01759233901919896959</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524692197633017218.post-651451029315810601</id><published>2007-08-28T08:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T07:53:21.331-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today I am making my second trip to work at the Glad Rags factory. Except it's not really a factory, it is a house, and I do not build Glad Rags, I put them into little bags. It's not my real job (I don't actually have a real job yet) and the last time I went was a week ago. I'm going to ride my bike there today which is scary because the bike is really old and rusty and so hard to pedal and every time I ride anywhere at a slight incline I feel like I'm going to die. When I go downhill, however, it's a joyride. I also don't have a helmet and when I ride all I can think about is traumatic brain injuries. I'm going to stop at the grocery store first to buy some cranberry juice because I think I am getting a UTI. Furthermore, I forgot the route that Noah told me to take and I don't know my way around that well yet. I'm probably going to be late. Well, see ya later, diary.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524692197633017218-651451029315810601?l=unlimitedsnacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlimitedsnacks.blogspot.com/feeds/651451029315810601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2524692197633017218&amp;postID=651451029315810601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524692197633017218/posts/default/651451029315810601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524692197633017218/posts/default/651451029315810601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlimitedsnacks.blogspot.com/2007/08/dear-sirs-today-i-am-making-my-second.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01759233901919896959</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524692197633017218.post-8115538614636855423</id><published>2007-08-24T14:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T14:45:03.647-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi, this is my cool blog that I just made. I had some good ideas about things to write in the first post, but I can't think of any of them right now. I'll write some really good stuff later. Maybe I will also include pictures of things  I am both making and drawing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524692197633017218-8115538614636855423?l=unlimitedsnacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlimitedsnacks.blogspot.com/feeds/8115538614636855423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2524692197633017218&amp;postID=8115538614636855423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524692197633017218/posts/default/8115538614636855423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524692197633017218/posts/default/8115538614636855423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlimitedsnacks.blogspot.com/2007/08/hi-this-is-my-cool-blog-that-i-just.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01759233901919896959</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
