<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5646799</id><updated>2009-02-21T10:08:40.923-05:00</updated><title type='text'>FunkyKiwiFruit</title><subtitle type='html'>Hey, I'm Married!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cinnamongirl1.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646799/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cinnamongirl1.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646799/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Erina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01929109613515552855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>76</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5646799.post-109182345566735815</id><published>2004-08-06T16:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-06T16:17:35.666-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Exactly.  End of.  You still owe me $40, ASSFACE.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646799/posts/default/109182345566735815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646799/posts/default/109182345566735815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cinnamongirl1.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109182345566735815' title=''/><author><name>Erina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01929109613515552855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01722467774460776113'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5646799.post-109179731364219762</id><published>2004-08-06T07:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-06T09:01:53.643-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I wasn't going to respond to the Ranch comments, but I have an hour to kill before I can go to bed.  Eric, you are an ass.  You were an ass.  You will most likely always be an ass.  Most of the people with whom you have come into contact agree.  I am in no way, shape, or form a perfect person (who is?).  All I'm saying is that you are a particularly nasty, grody assface. A quote from Rancho </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646799/posts/default/109179731364219762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646799/posts/default/109179731364219762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cinnamongirl1.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109179731364219762' title=''/><author><name>Erina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01929109613515552855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01722467774460776113'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5646799.post-109111883036879205</id><published>2004-07-29T12:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-29T12:33:50.366-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Did you ever notice how some people are the biggest asses in the world, but they think that they're the greatest and that everybody loves them?  They also think that they're the most generous, supportive people out there.   Assfaces.  You know who you are, you just don't want to admit it.  In other news, today is a beautiful day!  It is NOT raining! </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646799/posts/default/109111883036879205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646799/posts/default/109111883036879205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cinnamongirl1.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109111883036879205' title=''/><author><name>Erina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01929109613515552855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01722467774460776113'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5646799.post-109044207068162291</id><published>2004-07-21T16:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-21T16:34:30.680-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ed is now home.  He's limping around on crutches.  He and Nelson are a matching pair!  I've been speaking with Cleveland Clinic of Naples FL.  Is there a move in my future? </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646799/posts/default/109044207068162291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646799/posts/default/109044207068162291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cinnamongirl1.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109044207068162291' title=''/><author><name>Erina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01929109613515552855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01722467774460776113'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5646799.post-10902382694890490</id><published>2004-07-19T07:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-19T07:57:49.490-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Big Ern called Mom's house yesterday so I'm assuming that he's semi-alright.  Ed should be getting home either today or tomorrow.  (Basically after he learns to use his crutches.  That should be interesting.)  Many phone calls to make today.  Business as usual. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646799/posts/default/10902382694890490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646799/posts/default/10902382694890490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cinnamongirl1.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#10902382694890490' title=''/><author><name>Erina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01929109613515552855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01722467774460776113'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5646799.post-109018243981555958</id><published>2004-07-18T16:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-18T16:27:19.816-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>As heard on 93.1's morning radio show, Jonathon &amp; Mary (regarding the latest Mary Kate &amp; Ashley thing):  "Too skinny, open the pie hole.  Too fat, close the pie hole."  Good advice.  Yes, Ed is in Altoona Hospital following his and Big Ern's meeting with a metal light pole and a tree.  He's in room #1116.  He has a broken leg and some cuts on his face, but he's going to be fine.  Big Ern has </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646799/posts/default/109018243981555958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646799/posts/default/109018243981555958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cinnamongirl1.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109018243981555958' title=''/><author><name>Erina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01929109613515552855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01722467774460776113'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5646799.post-108992069019073750</id><published>2004-07-15T15:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-15T15:44:50.190-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Try the new Yahoo Messenger, it's way fun!  There are good links on the bottom for music, weather, etc.  The best part is that you can make an avatar to display as your image.  I like avatars.Tonight, going to Curwensville Days.  Gotta check out the fiddling contest.  It's actually pretty good.The weather is poopy here.  It's cold and cloudy.  Naples is 92 and partly cloudy right now.  It's </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646799/posts/default/108992069019073750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646799/posts/default/108992069019073750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cinnamongirl1.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108992069019073750' title=''/><author><name>Erina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01929109613515552855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01722467774460776113'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5646799.post-108932204618887095</id><published>2004-07-08T17:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-08T17:27:26.186-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Joey and I were married on June 19, 2004.  The ceremony took place on Keewaydin Island, Naples, FL.  The sun was bright, the waters blue, it was a beautiful setting.  The beach was full of seashells, perfect for my passion of collecting shells and sea critters!  The only bad part:  The mangroves.  The mosquitos which live in the mangroves.  Yuck.  However, DEET was made for this purpose.We </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646799/posts/default/108932204618887095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646799/posts/default/108932204618887095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cinnamongirl1.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108932204618887095' title=''/><author><name>Erina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01929109613515552855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01722467774460776113'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5646799.post-108318307288698563</id><published>2004-04-28T16:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-28T16:14:18.280-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I have no time to work on my blog....  Maybe after Joey and I find a place to move into and once we get settled I'll update with more frequency.An elopement is definitely in the works...  No stress, less money, and a lot more fun!  There will be pics posted eventually, just like all the other pics that I'll put up eventually..  Lol  It'll get done!I've just been working, working out, eating </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646799/posts/default/108318307288698563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646799/posts/default/108318307288698563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cinnamongirl1.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108318307288698563' title=''/><author><name>Erina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01929109613515552855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01722467774460776113'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5646799.post-108145950326410474</id><published>2004-04-08T17:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-08T17:27:48.530-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MAJOR BIG ANNOUNCEMENT/UPDATE:I'M ENGAGED!!  Joey popped the question on April 6th and of course, I accepted.  The ring is beautiful, he designed it himself for me.   : )  : )  : )In other news, keep an eye out for a new format for this page.  I just need to find the time to work with my computer....</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646799/posts/default/108145950326410474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646799/posts/default/108145950326410474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cinnamongirl1.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108145950326410474' title=''/><author><name>Erina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01929109613515552855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01722467774460776113'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5646799.post-107936281135692805</id><published>2004-03-15T10:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-15T10:02:32.576-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm back at Mom's house after my weekend living with Joey.  Lol, that's how it's been lately.  I live at home during the week and at Joey's on the weekends or when I don't have to work.  I'm eating Trefoils, Girl Scout Cookies.  Yum!  Not good for my eating habits though!I've taken it upon myself to study Catholicism.  It's very interesting.  Also interesting is the fact that theology and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646799/posts/default/107936281135692805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646799/posts/default/107936281135692805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cinnamongirl1.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107936281135692805' title=''/><author><name>Erina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01929109613515552855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01722467774460776113'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5646799.post-107901326745954030</id><published>2004-03-11T08:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-11T08:56:44.686-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm getting ragged on for not updating my blog.. Boo hoo.  Anyway, I do have an agenda and this blog just doesn't make the cut.  Lol  Oh well.  Here's the update:  Still seeing Joey, still in love, still going out and doing things and not staying home with my friggin' computer!  : )Apartment hunting...  Why must I find all of the ghetto places??  The place that I'm looking at tomorrow </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646799/posts/default/107901326745954030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646799/posts/default/107901326745954030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cinnamongirl1.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107901326745954030' title=''/><author><name>Erina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01929109613515552855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01722467774460776113'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5646799.post-107719805004828983</id><published>2004-02-19T08:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-19T08:42:45.686-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Am I gushing? You'd better believe it.  At this point my life is great and I have a really positive attitude about everything!  : )The only thing that I'm even remotely negative about right now is not having enough time in my day.  I tried to stop sleeping, but that isn't working out so well.  Lol.  I need more time to label my digi pics for my alblum on my pc.  I'm going to try to make a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646799/posts/default/107719805004828983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646799/posts/default/107719805004828983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cinnamongirl1.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107719805004828983' title=''/><author><name>Erina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01929109613515552855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01722467774460776113'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5646799.post-107710985499456213</id><published>2004-02-18T08:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-18T08:12:50.030-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hey, all!  Joey and I returned from our Nashville, TN excursion early Monday morning, as in 5 in the AM.  It was a really good time!  We visited the Country Music Hall of Fame where I got to see the really old outfits that people like Hank Sr. wore, as well as the track suit that belonged to Conway Twitty.. very interesting indeed.  We also got to see Elvis' gold car which had the first car phone</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646799/posts/default/107710985499456213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646799/posts/default/107710985499456213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cinnamongirl1.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107710985499456213' title=''/><author><name>Erina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01929109613515552855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01722467774460776113'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5646799.post-107636764435674772</id><published>2004-02-09T18:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-09T18:02:30.840-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>We've been hanging at the truckstop lately, sipping coffee, people watching.  It's absolutely amazing, the diversity of people that wander in there.  I love it. Joey and I are spending Valentine's in Nashville.  Seeing as how Joey was actually a performer down there, I expect to have a pretty good time down at the honky tonks.  Lol!  In Dec. I was going to Pittsburgh to check out hardcore bands</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646799/posts/default/107636764435674772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646799/posts/default/107636764435674772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cinnamongirl1.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107636764435674772' title=''/><author><name>Erina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01929109613515552855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01722467774460776113'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5646799.post-107533086544798200</id><published>2004-01-28T18:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-28T18:02:39.920-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Just wanted to give a Happy Birthday shout-out to two of my favorite people in the whole wide world:  Happy Birthday Aunt Peg and Happy Birthday Joey!!  : )  On another note, I am responding to a recent 6 page long e-mail that I received.  It's just taking awhile 'cause I don't have enough time to sit down and put my thoughts on paper, or on the computer as the case may be.  Be patient, a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646799/posts/default/107533086544798200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646799/posts/default/107533086544798200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cinnamongirl1.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107533086544798200' title=''/><author><name>Erina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01929109613515552855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01722467774460776113'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5646799.post-107515775625320132</id><published>2004-01-26T17:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-26T17:57:27.966-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ah, yes.  Once again I've elicited a response from a blog entry that I wrote.  Good, good.  It's good to know that I still have an effect on the world.  Lol, yeah.Seriously, I don't mean to offend anybody or hurt anybody's feelings.  I just like to joke around a lot, and the offending entry was only meant as a joke (Hence the Ohhh yeah and Lol parts)...Anyway, it's nice to have finally found </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646799/posts/default/107515775625320132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646799/posts/default/107515775625320132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cinnamongirl1.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107515775625320132' title=''/><author><name>Erina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01929109613515552855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01722467774460776113'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5646799.post-107488111079365830</id><published>2004-01-23T13:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-23T13:06:40.030-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I haven't updated in forever!  I guess I should do that.   I just haven't been home in awhile, hehe.Joey has the key to my chastity belt and he uses it on a regular basis.  Ohhh yeah.   LolRabid zebra.Palm trees.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646799/posts/default/107488111079365830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646799/posts/default/107488111079365830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cinnamongirl1.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107488111079365830' title=''/><author><name>Erina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01929109613515552855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01722467774460776113'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5646799.post-107400538562422132</id><published>2004-01-13T09:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-13T09:51:04.200-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Gray skies make me sad.  I don't like waking up when it's gray outside day after day.I was going to post something deep and insightful up here, but I don't remember what I was going to say.  Lol</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646799/posts/default/107400538562422132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646799/posts/default/107400538562422132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cinnamongirl1.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107400538562422132' title=''/><author><name>Erina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01929109613515552855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01722467774460776113'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5646799.post-107385166132548519</id><published>2004-01-11T15:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-11T15:08:58.780-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hahaha!  I think I'm just another emo bitch!  Do I dress like I'm emo?  Yeah.  Do I like emo music?  Yeah.  Hmm....</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646799/posts/default/107385166132548519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646799/posts/default/107385166132548519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cinnamongirl1.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107385166132548519' title=''/><author><name>Erina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01929109613515552855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01722467774460776113'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5646799.post-107363070561093480</id><published>2004-01-09T01:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-09T01:46:20.153-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Another day, another dollar.  So they say...  I'm sure glad it's Thursday.  I think I'll go out after work tomorrow.  I need a drink, or two, or three.  Honestly, work hasn't been that bad this week.  Of course, it's my turn to be the phlebotomy person tomorrow, so we'll see what my attitude is like tomorrow evening, lol.Why am I still awake at 1:43 AM?  I don't really know.  I was watching a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646799/posts/default/107363070561093480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646799/posts/default/107363070561093480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cinnamongirl1.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107363070561093480' title=''/><author><name>Erina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01929109613515552855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01722467774460776113'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5646799.post-107334236968806354</id><published>2004-01-05T17:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-05T17:40:40.793-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>First of all, let me just say that I am not intentionally trying to offend anybody with my blog.  However, these are my opinions and if they do offend, I'm sure that you'll get over it.I had the pleasure of talking with Erin (Eric's internet girlfriend) this morning.  She seems nice enough, but she's only 17.  Eric is 26.  I know it's none of my business, but isn't there something disturbing </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646799/posts/default/107334236968806354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646799/posts/default/107334236968806354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cinnamongirl1.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107334236968806354' title=''/><author><name>Erina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01929109613515552855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01722467774460776113'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5646799.post-107317904001257648</id><published>2004-01-03T20:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-03T20:18:29.543-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's a new year!  I need a new calendar!Went to Stillbornfest on Tuesday.   It ROCKED!  I was still sick, but I think all of the bass knocked out the rest of my sinus infection.  I got to meet Freddy Madball, Vinnie Stigma from the legendary Agnostic Front, and of course, Jamey Hatebreed.  It was a really good show with almost all of the greatest hardcore bands there.  Strickland and Frankie </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646799/posts/default/107317904001257648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646799/posts/default/107317904001257648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cinnamongirl1.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107317904001257648' title=''/><author><name>Erina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01929109613515552855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01722467774460776113'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5646799.post-107259543058584325</id><published>2003-12-28T02:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-28T02:11:33.543-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm sitting at home on a Saturday night due to the flu.  This is no fun!  Of course this would be the weekend when everybody wanted me to go out AND there were actually things to do this weekend!  I probably gave the flu to all of J's family, Joey, and J himself.  Misery loves company!  I get to work by myself again tomorrow night.  Hopefully I'm over this by then.  I can't be sleeping my entire </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646799/posts/default/107259543058584325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646799/posts/default/107259543058584325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cinnamongirl1.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107259543058584325' title=''/><author><name>Erina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01929109613515552855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01722467774460776113'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5646799.post-107230773148873843</id><published>2003-12-24T18:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-24T18:16:31.170-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>There seems to be an online tiff between Eric and J-Birdz, only J hasn't brought his opinions online.  He prefers to display them in person, face-to-face.  I know Eric, and Eric likes to find the right buttons to push on people.  Once he finds the things that strike a nerve, he'll continue to push those buttons.  However, Eric doesn't know J that well.  Is it wise to make somebody that you don't </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646799/posts/default/107230773148873843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646799/posts/default/107230773148873843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cinnamongirl1.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107230773148873843' title=''/><author><name>Erina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01929109613515552855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01722467774460776113'/></author></entry></feed>