<?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-3490030</id><updated>2011-07-30T03:45:21.991-05:00</updated><title type='text'>::*.blog.this.*::</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' 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exploring here. learning new things. trying new things. but there's only so much 'that's wierd,' i can take. it may not happen all the time, but enough</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/feeds/3978833808567254859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490030&amp;postID=3978833808567254859&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/3978833808567254859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/3978833808567254859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>myra</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' 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href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/2008/04/photobucket.html' title=''/><author><name>myra</name><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-3490030.post-1787600792449021164</id><published>2008-01-24T11:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T11:04:53.851-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.picture.a.day.ok, so i tried doing the picture a day thing.  yeah, didn't work out so much.but here are a few goodies, from last week...and of course, it's of our dog, gus.  he's the perfect subject!:pooped out:downward dog:</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/feeds/1787600792449021164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490030&amp;postID=1787600792449021164&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/1787600792449021164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/1787600792449021164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/2008/01/photobucket_24.html' title=''/><author><name>myra</name><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://i81.photobucket.com/albums/j226/princessmy1015/gus%20pictures/th_IMG_1856.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490030.post-7689671255594303382</id><published>2008-01-22T23:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T00:14:46.459-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.random.!so yes i've been living under a rock for the past few months. i've been hearing from everyone around me how good of a movie juno is. i've been wanting to see it ever since it came out, but i never seem to have anyone to watch it with *ahem, a*today oscar nominations came out. juno is nominated for 4 oscars! 'wow, now i really want to see this movie!', i think to myself.letterman is on tv</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/feeds/7689671255594303382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490030&amp;postID=7689671255594303382&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/7689671255594303382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/7689671255594303382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/2008/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>myra</name><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-3490030.post-8776459219071284625</id><published>2008-01-18T17:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T17:43:27.158-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.london....ok, i'm going to preface this by saying, i'm not too impressed with my pics from this trip.  the results are kind of lackluster to me, but i think it's because i was expecting so much more, and i was in a bit of a rush both days i brought my loverly camera out of the hotel room.in front of buckingham palace:archie in green park, across from buckingham palace.  i think my shutter speed </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/feeds/8776459219071284625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490030&amp;postID=8776459219071284625&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/8776459219071284625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/8776459219071284625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/2008/01/photobucket_18.html' title=''/><author><name>myra</name><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-3490030.post-8257962013288966669</id><published>2008-01-08T10:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T11:08:18.963-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.yes.it's.been.a.while.on my time off, we got a new DSLR, started playing mahjong regularly with g&amp;t, celebrated christmas and new years with lots of friends and families, enjoyed gus more and more now that he's moving out of the puppy stage, and marveled at how big gregorio is getting as the months go on.  there may be new developments as this next month goes on, but we'll cross that bridge when</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/feeds/8257962013288966669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490030&amp;postID=8257962013288966669&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/8257962013288966669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/8257962013288966669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/2008/01/photobucket.html' title=''/><author><name>myra</name><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://i81.photobucket.com/albums/j226/princessmy1015/gus%20pictures/th_IMG_0011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490030.post-3053657103240482784</id><published>2007-10-19T00:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T20:29:58.563-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.the.2nd.anniversary.we went to nyc for a long weekend (sat - tues). i can't say enough how much i nyc...*sigh* i do wish we moved there for a few years, but c'est la vie. arch likes visiting, but has said he wouldn't want to move there. but i digress...anyways, we bought our flights (~ $200!, not bad!) , got upgraded to 1st on the way there (wtf is wrong with the food in 1st class nowadays? like</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/feeds/3053657103240482784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490030&amp;postID=3053657103240482784&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/3053657103240482784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/3053657103240482784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/2007/10/photo-sharing-and-video-hosting-at.html' title=''/><author><name>myra</name><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-3490030.post-1275420491121758038</id><published>2007-10-19T00:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T00:00:44.819-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Paget Brewster on Conan (20071015)</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/feeds/1275420491121758038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490030&amp;postID=1275420491121758038&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/1275420491121758038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/1275420491121758038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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doesn't come easily).  family.  and 1 of the things i've been grateful for lately is my friends' twin girls came home this past month, after spending 3 months in NICU. they were born 16 weeks too </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/feeds/5911432606497939785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490030&amp;postID=5911432606497939785&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/5911432606497939785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/5911432606497939785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/2007/09/blog-post_26.html' title=''/><author><name>myra</name><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-3490030.post-5972752688363117108</id><published>2007-09-24T22:51:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T22:57:32.718-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.if.you.can't.run.it.volunteer.so since i'm not running the marathon this year, i decided to try to volunteer.  i looked it up and apparently you can't volunteer individually; you have to join/create a group or 50 or more and then ask to volunteer...tried to think of ways around this, then **lightbulb**...my sis-in-law works for pepsi/gatorade, which is the main supplier of liquids at the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/feeds/5972752688363117108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490030&amp;postID=5972752688363117108&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/5972752688363117108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/5972752688363117108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/2007/09/blog-post_24.html' title=''/><author><name>myra</name><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-3490030.post-4001989159074948981</id><published>2007-09-10T23:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T00:02:11.856-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.intermittent.wedding.review.1.so since i never seem to have enough time lately for long posts (except that mtv one, since i was typing as i was watching), i'm just going to mix it up here, post a pic from christine/coco's wedding and 1 story to go along with it...let me preface this by saying i was a hot mess that night. seriously. so bad that i don't really remember what happened after we left </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/feeds/4001989159074948981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490030&amp;postID=4001989159074948981&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/4001989159074948981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/4001989159074948981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/2007/09/photo-sharing-and-video-hosting-at.html' title=''/><author><name>myra</name><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-3490030.post-810054633628072622</id><published>2007-09-09T22:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T22:46:46.810-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.2007.VMA.play.by.play.7:18PM: i'm watching the pre-show right now...and nelly furtado is lit!7:29PM: damn, common is lookin HOT.  7:49PM: damn damn, PHARRELL!!!!7:59PM: oh britney.  when are you going to sing, like you used to on star search?  what's up with your lackluster performance?  are you high again? or are you just going thru withdrawal?  did you even practice for this performance? and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/feeds/810054633628072622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490030&amp;postID=810054633628072622&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/810054633628072622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/810054633628072622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/2007/09/blog-post_09.html' title=''/><author><name>myra</name><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-3490030.post-1344989414076844050</id><published>2007-09-07T12:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T12:17:11.041-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.it's.already.september.i can't believe it's already the 9th month of this 12 month year.  what have i done this year?  nothing.  at least nothing that i can really remember.  i guess we did train gus all year...that's something. but in terms of my running season, what have i done?  i ran a bunch of 5Ks...more than any other year...but wtf does that mean?  i'm not running anything big this year..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/feeds/1344989414076844050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490030&amp;postID=1344989414076844050&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/1344989414076844050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/1344989414076844050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/2007/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>myra</name><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-3490030.post-4083869561680365584</id><published>2007-08-19T00:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T00:38:40.885-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.updated.links.i updated a few links in the right-nav.  enjoy, if you must. and if you want yours to be linked in, leave a shout out below.coming soon...pics and recollections on c&amp;c's wedding last weekend.  seriously, some good times.Congrats!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/feeds/4083869561680365584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490030&amp;postID=4083869561680365584&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/4083869561680365584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/4083869561680365584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/2007/08/photo-sharing-and-video-hosting-at.html' title=''/><author><name>myra</name><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-3490030.post-1871657404713991010</id><published>2007-08-07T23:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T23:23:57.406-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.photog.class.is.great.thanks.for.asking.yes, the class is going well. the instructor is kind of slow, goes off on tangents, could really condense his 3 hour lecture into less than an hour, but i'm trying to look at this optomistically. i figure he must be telling us these stories in order to relate concepts to us...but really, 1/2 of the stories are not effective. i wonder if anyone has been </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/feeds/1871657404713991010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490030&amp;postID=1871657404713991010&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/1871657404713991010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/1871657404713991010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/2007/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>myra</name><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-3490030.post-8504502140627998734</id><published>2007-07-26T18:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T21:31:06.196-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.happy 1st birthday, my lil gustardo!ok, i'm a proud puppy mommy so please allow me to stroll down memory lane...for gus' 1st bday, we were planning on taking him for a nice long walk along the lake tonight. but since it was supposed to be raining most of the day, we decided to take him to k9 for daycare, so he can play with the other doggies all day. i know he had a fabulous time over there, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/feeds/8504502140627998734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490030&amp;postID=8504502140627998734&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/8504502140627998734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/8504502140627998734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/2007/07/photo-sharing-and-video-hosting-at.html' title=''/><author><name>myra</name><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-3490030.post-9135978006205163995</id><published>2007-07-17T18:10:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T18:10:59.478-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.ok...now i'm scurrrrrrred.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/feeds/9135978006205163995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490030&amp;postID=9135978006205163995&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/9135978006205163995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/9135978006205163995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/2007/07/blog-post_17.html' title=''/><author><name>myra</name><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-3490030.post-207292830322887976</id><published>2007-07-15T21:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T22:05:16.827-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.panic.is.setting.in.so i signed up for the Photo I session at the chicago photography center, and my 1st class is tuesday night.i'm starting to get nervous.  like about-to-shit-in-my-pants nervous.   i think it's a combination of the realization of finally taking this class after years of wanting to take it, general excitement, and the fear that i may suck at this.  right now, i'm kind of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/feeds/207292830322887976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490030&amp;postID=207292830322887976&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/207292830322887976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/207292830322887976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/2007/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>myra</name><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-3490030.post-3279177481010807875</id><published>2007-05-26T00:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T00:46:52.889-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.back.to.the frivolous.i got a call a few days ago from a casting company. they wanted me to be an extra in a 3 days shoot.  i couldn't do it because i'm the godmother in my cousins' daughter's christening on the 3rd day, and the shoot started in the afternoon until early the next morning.  i also had to be there for all 3 days on time, etc, and because of the christening, i couldn't commit to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/feeds/3279177481010807875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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night. it was sudden, a tragic car accident, where the people in the other car ran off afterwards on foot. i attended the wake on wednesday and the funeral yesterday. j and i weren't that close, but we got to know each other last year while taking a bootcamp class. she was getting ready for her wedding. i remember us talking often about her</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/feeds/3085208575476350968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490030&amp;postID=3085208575476350968&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/3085208575476350968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/3085208575476350968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/2007/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>myra</name><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-3490030.post-7626030048495300436</id><published>2007-02-05T08:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T08:48:45.037-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.sad.day.such a sad day. i'm sad for the city, but especially for the players. as much anger i may have for certain players, i feel sad for them too. but this year was not the year...he started the game out right with a 92-year kickoff return, but it wasn't meant to be. devin hester:</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/feeds/7626030048495300436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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bears, who, in case you haven't heard, are goin to the superbowl!Bear Down, Chicago Bears.Make every play clear the way to victory!Bear Down, Chicago Bears.Put up a fight with a might so fearlessly!We'll never forget the way you thrilled the nation,With your T formation.Bear Down, Chicago Bears.And let them know why you're wearing the crown.You're the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/feeds/8266094343629650420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490030&amp;postID=8266094343629650420&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/8266094343629650420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/8266094343629650420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/2007/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>myra</name><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-3490030.post-115704273643805050</id><published>2006-08-31T11:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T11:46:56.763-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.whoopsie!.i love a good newsie story...esp when it gets more attention that the president! http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=13CfBX_RSeg</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/feeds/115704273643805050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490030&amp;postID=115704273643805050&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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I actually think I need to drink more. I think 3 liters is what I should drink if I were just working out regularly, but not necessarily training for the marathon. So I have my bucktown 5K 1 Liter bottle with me at work. I’m constantly drinking from it and have already drank </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/feeds/115686666152988540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490030&amp;postID=115686666152988540&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/115686666152988540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/115686666152988540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/2006/08/blog-post_29.html' title=''/><author><name>myra</name><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-3490030.post-115584545234018106</id><published>2006-08-17T14:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T15:13:07.880-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.update.on.the.last.1.5.months.so yes, i've been on hiatus. i've actually been really busy this whole time. i know you're all dying to hear the secret news that i had earlier...right?? well, it was that i got a new job. and i had to wait a lil while before i could give my 2 weeks notice since my start date wasn't until the end of july. but i made it. and i updated all the documentation that was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/feeds/115584545234018106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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have passed away.  not anyone who i've known well, just acquaintences.  one of my high school friend's dad passed away on saturday.  he was too young.  he's slightly younger than my dad.  aileen, her mom, and her sister had to make the decision.  and then it was over.  i went to the wake tonight, and saw several high school friends</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/feeds/115164057754382813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490030&amp;postID=115164057754382813&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/115164057754382813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/115164057754382813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/2006/06/blog-post_29.html' title=''/><author><name>myra</name><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-3490030.post-115151963611558513</id><published>2006-06-28T13:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T13:34:00.750-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.started.training.we're now in week 2 of training.  so far so good.  the people who know i'm training say, 'oh, you've done it before, it'll be easy to do it again.'   i just want to slap them!  no!  it's not gonna be easy.  you wanna know why??  because i'm re-learning how to run again, not only physically, but mentally.  once you fall off that kind of training schedule, you have to re-learn it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490030.post-115151199663442580</id><published>2006-06-28T11:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T11:26:36.720-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.secrets.secrets.are.no.fun.don't you hate it when you know something, but can't tell anyone until a certain amount of time?  i have 1.5 weeks to go...time's a tickin...but i can't wait!  that's all i can say for now...so at work, i'm getting into more of a management position.  it's a little different just 'overseeing' everyone on my team, rather than me doing the work. i'm not sure i like it.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/feeds/115151199663442580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490030&amp;postID=115151199663442580&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/115151199663442580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/115151199663442580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/2006/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>myra</name><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-3490030.post-114904516605814602</id><published>2006-05-30T21:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T22:12:46.150-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.haven't.posted.in.over.a.month.a lot has happened since i last posted.  we had mariza's bachelorette party. lisa b's birthday. conan. archie's birthday. mel's birthday. and mariza's wedding!  woohoo!so it's been pretty busy.  all the birthdays.  conan was the bomb. he is fucking hilarious. i had tickets for the 1st show on that tuesday the 9th. i wasn't sure if people would be camping out, and i</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/feeds/114904516605814602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490030&amp;postID=114904516605814602&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/114904516605814602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/114904516605814602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/2006/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>myra</name><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-3490030.post-114599307288230761</id><published>2006-04-25T14:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T15:43:56.533-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.props.to.microsoft.customer.service.i just wanted to take the time to say that microsoft customer service was surprisingly very helpful to me yesterday. maybe it was the nature of my question - our wireless has been in and out for the past few weeks - so i just needed to try and fix it myself.  maybe that's an easy issue to solve for them.  it wasn't so much they were able to fix the issue, but </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/feeds/114599307288230761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490030&amp;postID=114599307288230761&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/114599307288230761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/114599307288230761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/2006/04/blog-post_25.html' title=''/><author><name>myra</name><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-3490030.post-114591205732220773</id><published>2006-04-24T15:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-24T15:54:17.423-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.blah. i'm feel like i'm going back to that blah place.  i'm scrambling to stop complaining and do something about it.  i think i need to start volunteering.  maybe i'll be able to be exposed to different things that i'll find out i like doing.it was a relaxing weekend. i slept a lot.  ran 5 miles on the lakefront on saturday.  it was so refreshing and i remembered why i loved running so much 2 </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/feeds/114591205732220773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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today. for what, you ask?  for a red light violation.  they caught me on film going thru the light at fullerton/damen/elston, eastbound, and then sent me the bill with 3 pictures.  1 just a .5 second before the violation, the actual violation, and then a zoomed in pic of the license plate. clearly, i can't contest. the only thing i can </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/feeds/114542168308539654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490030&amp;postID=114542168308539654&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/114542168308539654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/114542168308539654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/2006/04/blog-post_18.html' title=''/><author><name>myra</name><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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490030.post-114473173701546879</id><published>2006-04-10T23:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T00:02:17.026-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.everwood.i've said it before and i'll say it again.  everwood is one of the best damn tv shows on right now.  i'm pretty scared that it'll be cancelled after this season.  if they pick up one tree hill and drop everwood, the wb will be dead to me. while i enjoy one tree hill once in a while, there's no way that show has any kind of realism.  zip. zilch. but everwood.  that's what 'real' tv is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/feeds/114473173701546879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490030&amp;postID=114473173701546879&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/114473173701546879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/114473173701546879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/2006/04/blog-post_10.html' title=''/><author><name>myra</name><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-3490030.post-114455546008436511</id><published>2006-04-08T22:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-08T23:04:20.170-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.snooze.alert.SNOOZEVILLE!so i know i haven't posted in a while. work has been hell the past 3 weeks and in addition, i've been busy with training for the shamrock, helping plan mari's games for her bridal shower, and getting ready for my brother's wedding.mari's shower was a ton of fun, and i hope everyone had fun too. my main game was 'jeopardy - the mariza &amp; brian edition'...mostly because </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/feeds/114455546008436511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490030&amp;postID=114455546008436511&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/114455546008436511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/114455546008436511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/2006/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>myra</name><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-3490030.post-114192779113786849</id><published>2006-03-09T11:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T16:20:39.180-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.new.look. finally got some highlights! it's brighter than i expected, but oh well. it's just hair, and i like experimenting...i had wanted a deeper, vibrant red...now i just can't interview, which sucks. but i'll just wait a month or so, and go back and get it retouched with a deeper red.and since this post is worthless without pictures, here are a few: man, i look weird.anyways, it's fun seeing</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/feeds/114192779113786849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490030&amp;postID=114192779113786849&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/114192779113786849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/114192779113786849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/2006/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>myra</name><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-3490030.post-113958416923601088</id><published>2006-02-10T09:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-10T09:09:29.250-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.UPDATE.ON.PREVIOUS.POST.an hour after i posted that i was searching all over for the kelly clarkson grammy clips, i found it!  woohoo!so no need to keep emailing/making comments to me on where i can find such videos...who am i kidding, like anyone is really doing that...kelly really is so cute!  she's basically bawling the 1st time she won.woohoo!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490030.post-113955253874430464</id><published>2006-02-10T00:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-10T00:22:18.756-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.i'm.so.pissed.i missed the grammys last night.  and because of that?  i missed watching kelly clarkson get her 1st 2 grammys. i've been googling all over trying to find some video of her winning 2 times and also of her performance.  she sang, 'because of you' and that's one of my favorite songs...I CAN'T BELIEVE I MISSED IT!if you or anyone you know tivo-ed or videotaped it, can i please, please</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/feeds/113955253874430464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490030&amp;postID=113955253874430464&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/113955253874430464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/113955253874430464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/2006/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>myra</name><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-3490030.post-113863273365331965</id><published>2006-01-30T08:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T08:52:13.716-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.note.to.self.i need to remind myself to not go to the dunkin donuts on wabash and adams. they severely water down their coffee. if not water down, then re-use their beans. it used to be good. but the past 3 times i've gone there, i barely taste the coffee.  sure, i like my cream and sugar with a bit of coffee, but this is ridiculous. that's almost not a trace of coffee in there.  i had heard </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/feeds/113863273365331965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490030&amp;postID=113863273365331965&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/113863273365331965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/113863273365331965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/2006/01/blog-post_30.html' title=''/><author><name>myra</name><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-3490030.post-113803289994357386</id><published>2006-01-23T09:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T10:15:00.026-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.walk.the.line.i saw walk the line last thursday. y'all know that i don't listen to country music. so i had no background on johnny cash. i think that's what made me love the movie so much. the storyline was so rich. and the actors, joaquin and reese, played their roles perfectly. i can't imagine anyone else in this movie. their love story was so touching.my favorite line in the movie was, 'marry</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/feeds/113803289994357386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490030&amp;postID=113803289994357386&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/113803289994357386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/113803289994357386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/2006/01/blog-post_23.html' title=''/><author><name>myra</name><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-3490030.post-113709451103967264</id><published>2006-01-12T13:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T13:35:11.146-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.lots.o.traveling.this.year.i just booked my flight to tahoe for next month. it got me thinking how much traveling and how much money i need to save this year:february - 5 days in tahoe for our annual boarding tripapril - 3 days in vegas for my brother's weddingend of april/early may - b10 vacation?end of may - mariza and liezl's wedding (2 different weddings, not to each other. dar!)june - </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/feeds/113709451103967264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490030&amp;postID=113709451103967264&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/113709451103967264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/113709451103967264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/2006/01/blog-post_12.html' title=''/><author><name>myra</name><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-3490030.post-113701621496307772</id><published>2006-01-11T15:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T15:50:14.980-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.back.to.writing.test.scripts.work has finally slowed down and i'm stuck this week writing test cases for our next quarter release. this has got to be the boring-est thing to do.  yet, it's so damn important, otherwise, we'll end up with another hellish december type month. at least i'm trying to better my organizing/task management skills. that doesn't mean that i'm getting better. it just means</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/feeds/113701621496307772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490030&amp;postID=113701621496307772&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/113701621496307772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/113701621496307772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/2006/01/blog-post_11.html' title=''/><author><name>myra</name><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-3490030.post-113687689910989887</id><published>2006-01-10T00:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T01:08:19.120-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.sucked.into.the.bachelor.so, i let it happen again...i'm watching the bachelor this year. but how can i help it?? this guy is H. O. T. seriously. he's 1 hot mofoe. the best bachelor around, by far. and he's an ER doctor. not that i'm materialistic or anything, but that kind of translates into him being smart, and he does seem to have a good bedside manner. granted, he probably knows he's hot as </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/feeds/113687689910989887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490030&amp;postID=113687689910989887&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/113687689910989887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/113687689910989887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/2006/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>myra</name><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-3490030.post-113339116983032090</id><published>2005-11-30T16:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T16:52:49.873-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>2005.edition.of.the.super.bowl.shuffle...i was riding the L this morning, reading the red eye, as per usual. i come across this article about a contest to create an updated version of chicago's super bowl shuffle.  i don't remember the last time i've laughed out loud on the L. i had to watch myself, so as not to scare the other passengers... here's a sampling of what i read:The defenseWe're the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/feeds/113339116983032090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490030&amp;postID=113339116983032090&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/113339116983032090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/113339116983032090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/2005/11/2005.html' title=''/><author><name>myra</name><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-3490030.post-113216376093048436</id><published>2005-11-16T11:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T11:56:01.083-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.all.i.want.for.christmas.it's that time of the year! i know, it's not even thankgiving yet, but i'm sitting at work, listening to my ipod and what song comes on? 'all i want for christmas' by olivia olson from the love actually soundtrack. i LOVE that movie. watching it during the spring or summer isn't the same as watching it during the holidays...such a chick flick, but surprisingly archie </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/feeds/113216376093048436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490030&amp;postID=113216376093048436&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/113216376093048436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/113216376093048436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/2005/11/blog-post_16.html' title=''/><author><name>myra</name><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-3490030.post-113105141915799831</id><published>2005-11-03T14:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T16:11:42.670-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.back.to.normal.life.well, here we are. back to 'normal' life.the wedding was just how everyone predicted it would be. fabulous. i had fun, which made me wonder if other people had fun or if i was being oblivious to their disdain for it. but i took an informal poll, and it seemed everyone had fun too. WOOHOO!above is one of the shots from our photog, JR.he sent us a screensaver with 100 images, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/feeds/113105141915799831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490030&amp;postID=113105141915799831&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/113105141915799831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/113105141915799831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/2005/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>myra</name><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-3490030.post-112874919026662527</id><published>2005-10-07T23:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T00:26:30.313-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.end.of.work...FINALLY.i finally made it thru this work week.  my last week of working as a single, unattached person.  it was so stressful (one of the reasons i haven't blogged in a while), i had so many things to finish before i left, in addition to making sure the people who were covering me had all the information that i had. but i finally made it. 7PM tonight, i walked out of the office and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/feeds/112874919026662527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490030&amp;postID=112874919026662527&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/112874919026662527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/112874919026662527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/2005/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>myra</name><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-3490030.post-112779594863844484</id><published>2005-09-26T23:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T23:50:49.993-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.racing.times.i ran the bucktown 5k yesterday. i ran this same race last year, when i was fully trained for the marathon. i'm a normally slow runner. so last year, my aim was to run the 5K in 30 minutes. slow for most people, but that's pushing it for me. this year, i haven't been able to train for anything (stupid ankle). so when i signed up for this, i figured my goal should be about 33 minutes</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/feeds/112779594863844484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490030&amp;postID=112779594863844484&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/112779594863844484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/112779594863844484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/2005/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>myra</name><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-3490030.post-112719236044255641</id><published>2005-09-19T23:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T00:06:23.936-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>3.weeks.and.5.days...so it's all really coming together. i'm feeling...ok for now. my mood swings are getting worse. pms for sure. so that makes me nervous because i don't want to be a total bitch the week of the wedding. shit. maybe i should try to skip my period or something next month. okok. TMI...just talking out loud for now.planning...where i'm at...i'm printing up the RD (i.e. rehearsal </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/feeds/112719236044255641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490030&amp;postID=112719236044255641&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/112719236044255641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/112719236044255641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/2005/09/3.html' title=''/><author><name>myra</name><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-3490030.post-112665636337291744</id><published>2005-09-13T19:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T19:06:03.376-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm.still.not.grumpy.i'm still alive. just busy. with work. wedding.and trying to run.about to run the nike run hit wonder. 10K. i haven't run a 10K in a long time. hopefully my ankle holds up. crap. i'll probably be in a lot of pain tomorrow, won't i?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/feeds/112665636337291744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490030&amp;postID=112665636337291744&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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donuts.'him: 'go get one then.'me: 'i can't, i started the zone again today.'him: 'oh god.'me: 'ugh.'him: 'geez, it's only the first day and you're grumpy?  oh</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/feeds/112309355520363995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490030&amp;postID=112309355520363995&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/112309355520363995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/112309355520363995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/2005/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>myra</name><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-3490030.post-112260758182269954</id><published>2005-07-28T22:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T22:32:00.406-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.my.name.is.myra.and.i.am.a.registry.peeker.so you can probably tell by my last post that i was having a bad day at work. yep, the usual bullshit. today was almost just as bad, but whatever. i think i'm becoming immune to it. sorry for all the negativity, but i had to let it out. i feel like i complain a lot at work too, and i should really watch myself. i probably say too much to some business </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/feeds/112260758182269954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490030.post-112207351300225407</id><published>2005-07-22T17:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T18:05:13.013-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.week.3.of.training.i know, i've been sporadic with the postings again.  just no time. we're in full bride mode now and i'm scrambling to get most things done on time.so this was week 3 of 1/2 marathon training.  unfortunately, it wasn't such a good week. i really need to keep up with the exercises my PT gave me, if i'm going to be able to run this whole thing.  lately, after about 1.5 miles of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/feeds/112207351300225407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490030&amp;postID=112207351300225407&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/112207351300225407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/112207351300225407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/2005/07/blog-post_22.html' title=''/><author><name>myra</name><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-3490030.post-112146297724933240</id><published>2005-07-15T16:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-15T16:29:37.256-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.yes.u.heard.right.i'm.famous.so i was on fox news this morning. at 7:44AM, for the making memories organization, which is holding its brides against breast cancer bridal gown sale.  there was a post on a board i frequent, for girls who would like to model dresses for this gown sale. they had originally thought wgn morning news would be there, but it turned out that fox news would be the one.got </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/feeds/112146297724933240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490030&amp;postID=112146297724933240&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/112146297724933240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/112146297724933240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/2005/07/blog-post_15.html' title=''/><author><name>myra</name><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-3490030.post-112117966237908123</id><published>2005-07-12T09:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T09:47:42.390-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.what.does.no.foam.mean.to.you?.every morning, i order the same thing. tall-soy-no-foam-chai.  it's like clockwork, really. i think the starbucks morning shift knows what i'm about to say, but don't want to put words in my mouth. they also probably remember that i used to switch off between the char and the carmel macchiato.  this morning, i waited in the increasingly, repetative long line, and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490030.post-112097551252318796</id><published>2005-07-10T00:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-10T01:05:12.526-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ahhhh.john.mayer.i had almost forgotten how much i enjoy watching john mayer perform live. not that i've actually seen him live in about a year. but i'm watching his performance on soundstage right now on tivo, and i so completely enjoy watching him perform.  i was at this taping of soundstage, about a year ago, with melody.  good times.  i just checked the tivo time, and we're already 40 minutes</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/feeds/112097551252318796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490030&amp;postID=112097551252318796&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/112097551252318796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/112097551252318796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/2005/07/ahhhh.html' title=''/><author><name>myra</name><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-3490030.post-112077384401804541</id><published>2005-07-07T16:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-07T17:47:51.946-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.thanks.vs.thx...beauty.vs.dancingso here's the debate. i get really irritated when co-workers use "thx", instead of "thanks". we're not writing and passing notes to each other people; this is not high school or junior high. i just think it makes people look ridiculous and unprofessional. have you taken an english class? if so, then use proper english. how hard can it be??beauty and the geek </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/feeds/112077384401804541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490030&amp;postID=112077384401804541&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/112077384401804541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/112077384401804541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/2005/07/blog-post_07.html' title=''/><author><name>myra</name><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-3490030.post-112036650451718437</id><published>2005-07-02T23:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-03T00:02:52.810-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.ch.ch.changes.you may have noticed, as this page was loading, that there have been some changes...i widened the main text area, for one. i couldn't take the waste of space any longer. i added a few links of sites i read to the nav bar to the right. and 1 of the bigger items was that i changed my comments code to be that of blogger's official comments function. i used to link to haloscan, since </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490030.post-112025718729944450</id><published>2005-07-01T17:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T17:34:27.950-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.rest.in.peace.cnn is reporting now that luther vandross has died. he was one of my all time favorite singers. it's so sad that he never fully recovered from his stroke...i know all his fans were waiting for him to come back, maybe even at some event, so that he could sing his heart out 1 more time in front of an audience.we'll miss you, mr. vandross.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/feeds/112025718729944450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490030&amp;postID=112025718729944450&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link 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yooooouuuuuuuwwwwwwhhhhhhooooo!"  i think it has to do with me upgrading my morning drink from a chai to a caramel macchiato.  mucho caffineo, compared to the chai.so after an early lunch for anita's bday, i made </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/feeds/112015571139165286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490030&amp;postID=112015571139165286&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/112015571139165286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/112015571139165286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/2005/06/blog-post_30.html' title=''/><author><name>myra</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490030&amp;postID=112006292178885058&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/112006292178885058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/112006292178885058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/2005/06/blog-post_29.html' title=''/><author><name>myra</name><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-3490030.post-111999666211802996</id><published>2005-06-28T16:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-28T17:11:02.163-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.i.stink.at.this.updating.thing.so a lot has happened since the early morning of 6/22.  i have a weird theory on why i couldn't sleep during my last post. turns out my dad was in the hospital at the same time. he was going thru tests to see why he was having pain on the right side of his stomach. yes, that's right biology brainiacks, he had an appendicitis.  so they gave him some antibiotics and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/feeds/111999666211802996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490030&amp;postID=111999666211802996&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/111999666211802996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/111999666211802996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/2005/06/blog-post_28.html' title=''/><author><name>myra</name><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-3490030.post-111942228403316476</id><published>2005-06-22T01:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T01:38:04.040-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i.can't.sleep....and i know i'm going to be paying for this tomorrow.  it's so late, and i can't frickin fall asleep. ugh.PT this morning was good. worked on more leg strengthening exercises.  tomorrow night, i'm going to work out a little harder. maybe 25 minutes of stairmaster, and 3 miles - however long that will take me now. my PT said that i should now try to run 1 full mile before walking; </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490030.post-111896017018102177</id><published>2005-06-16T17:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T17:24:26.266-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>duhm duhm duuuuuuuu.cue the ominous music. they started layoffs today. *gulp* i think i'm ok. i mean, let's face it. i don't make that much money to begin with, so what would their savings actually be? not enough to make it worth their while. we have an all IT meeting tomorrow morning at 9AM sharp. what if they need to lay off a few more people? i bet you if you're the last person to arrive, they</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/feeds/111896017018102177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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marathon training begins next week.  *sigh*but maybe i can still do the 1/2 in september?that's all.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/feeds/111774089397881831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490030&amp;postID=111774089397881831&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/111774089397881831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/111774089397881831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/2005/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>myra</name><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-3490030.post-111690564424864578</id><published>2005-05-23T22:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T22:34:04.256-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>can.you.read.this?!(hey a!  can you read this?  do you have access from the boat?  hope you're having fun! i love you!  and i'm lonely.)so yesterday i went to g's 6th birthday party.  good times. the weather was beautiful and little sab was as crabby as ever. i wish i had some pics from yesterday to show, because she's so damn cute when she's angry and/or paralyzed with fear.  and so demanding!  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/feeds/111690564424864578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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well, not so much, but a lot for a saturday morning. woke up to drive a and his dad to the airport. they're going on their last family vaca before we get married. very cute. however, a didn't tell me he was leaving today. i thought it was sunday.  stoopid.  anyways, now i have nothing to do. well...i do have a lot to do, but now </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/feeds/111668464429717316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490030&amp;postID=111668464429717316&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/111668464429717316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/111668464429717316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/2005/05/blog-post_21.html' title=''/><author><name>myra</name><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-3490030.post-111577752955867521</id><published>2005-05-10T20:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-10T21:12:09.606-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.this.sucks...again. was talking to a friend who just ran the indianapolis 1/2 marathon, and it made me realize yet again, how much i miss running. this really sucks. i can't even use any other words for how that feels. i know i know. a lot of athletes get injured. yadda yadda yadda. i shouldn't complain so much. but what else am i going to do?  i love how a lot of my friends are getting back </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/feeds/111577752955867521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490030&amp;postID=111577752955867521&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/111577752955867521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/111577752955867521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/2005/05/blog-post_10.html' title=''/><author><name>myra</name><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-3490030.post-111567470847806177</id><published>2005-05-09T16:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T16:38:28.486-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.so.busy.i.can.barely.breathe.everything at work is a "critical" item, so i barely have enough time to eat lunch. i did today because i knew if i didn't, i'd be a crabby person in the afternoon.  too many meetings, and too much interaction today to be all crabby.  i'm blogging when i really should be writing up requirements.  shhhh, don't tell anyone.the weekend was busy as well.  wedding stuff, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/feeds/111567470847806177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490030&amp;postID=111567470847806177&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/111567470847806177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/111567470847806177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/2005/05/blog-post_09.html' title=''/><author><name>myra</name><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-3490030.post-111540178815207112</id><published>2005-05-06T12:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-06T12:50:59.263-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.it.never.happened.so i didn't end up having surgery. long story short, there was something wrong with the scope (the camera they use to see what they're doing inside your body), and they didn't find out until i was on the OR table! yes. you read correctly. i was about to get drugged, when the doc came in and said 'we have a problem. there's something wrong with the scope.' i thought he was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/feeds/111540178815207112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490030&amp;postID=111540178815207112&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/111540178815207112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/111540178815207112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/2005/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>myra</name><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-3490030.post-111333141956734004</id><published>2005-04-12T13:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T13:43:39.566-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.it's come to this.so i have to get arthroscopic surgery on my ankle. what used to be an ankle fracture, has turned into some messed up cartilidge that needs to be cleaned out with a tiny camera and an instrument.here's more info: http://orthoinfo.aaos.org/brochure/thr_report.cfm?Thread_ID=33&amp;topcategory=About%20Orthopaedics&amp;searentry=arthroscopyso i get 2 holes poked into the top of my ankle, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/feeds/111333141956734004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490030&amp;postID=111333141956734004&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/111333141956734004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/111333141956734004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/2005/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>myra</name><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-3490030.post-110784108942216084</id><published>2005-02-07T23:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-07T23:49:31.263-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.1st.day.back.from.vacation.the first day back from vacation sucks. you always end up wishing you were back wherever your getaway was. for me, this time, it was lake tahoe. it was one of my most fun and frustrating trips ever. fun, because so many people were there, and we all just chilled. frustrating, because i still can't carve comfortably. AHHHHHHHHHH. why can't i just get it?! i know i'm </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/feeds/110784108942216084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490030&amp;postID=110784108942216084&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/110784108942216084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/110784108942216084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/2005/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>myra</name><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-3490030.post-110722995154930288</id><published>2005-01-31T21:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-31T21:52:31.550-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>tahoe.in.t.minus.....1.day.holiday inn express,  south lake tahoe.... HERE WE COME!  WOOHOO! here's to hoping i don't come back with a broken leg...or a broken anything, for that matter... </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/feeds/110722995154930288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490030&amp;postID=110722995154930288&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/110722995154930288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/110722995154930288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/2005/01/tahoe.html' title=''/><author><name>myra</name><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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490030.post-110626978765643976</id><published>2005-01-20T19:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-20T19:09:47.656-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.2004: the.year.in.review.since it's almost a month into the new year, let's quickly recap 2004:january: - new year, new start, new attitude. i remember the goal was that i get out of the rut, and focus on something tangible.february: - 19th. we finally made it! 5 years. i remember really feeling like we made it. i mean reachedthe point. not because it was the actual anniversary. but </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/feeds/110626978765643976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490030&amp;postID=110626978765643976&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/110626978765643976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/110626978765643976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/2005/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>myra</name><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-3490030.post-110563772092568820</id><published>2005-01-13T11:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-13T11:35:20.926-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.it's been forever, old friends.i know, i know. i haven't blogged in forever. there has just been no time. so just a quick shout to say i'm still alive. working my ass off.  juggling work, planning our wedding, running, and having fun.coming soon:2004 - the year in review. - and what a good year it was...2005 - goals and expectations. - why do i feel like i'm writing about work?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/feeds/110563772092568820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490030&amp;postID=110563772092568820&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/110563772092568820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/110563772092568820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/2005/01/blog-post_13.html' title=''/><author><name>myra</name><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-3490030.post-109868606834862821</id><published>2004-10-25T01:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-25T01:34:28.346-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.good.tv.ever watch those old tv shows that you haven't seen in a while, and when you watch a particularly touching scene, your emotions get all riled up as much as it did during the first time you saw it?  that's what happened tonight.  i love this show.speaking of shows, anyone watching desperate housewives?  it's basically 'sex and the city' after they get married.  well...not really. but </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/feeds/109868606834862821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490030&amp;postID=109868606834862821&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/109868606834862821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/109868606834862821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/2004/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>myra</name><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-3490030.post-109832608808748158</id><published>2004-10-20T21:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-20T21:34:48.086-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.help.me.help.you.please help me get a free flat screen tv!  PLEASE!  you don't have to do anything, just sign up. and then you can delete any spam you get in your email account.....this was on TV, so it's not a scam.  please help!http://www.FreeFlatScreens.com/default.aspx?referer=10784690</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/feeds/109832608808748158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490030&amp;postID=109832608808748158&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/109832608808748158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/109832608808748158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/2004/10/blog-post_20.html' title=''/><author><name>myra</name><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-3490030.post-109754952118412631</id><published>2004-10-11T20:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-11T21:52:01.186-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.it's over.i can't believe it's over!  and i did it!  i actually ran the marathon. i remember last year, watching archie, richie and rho run, i thought to myself - there's no way i can do it. and now 1 year later...i did it!  i was doing ok until around the 1/2 way marker.  just before that i found lisa and paolo - the first people i saw in the crowd.  after that, i was able to get to archie,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/feeds/109754952118412631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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day is almost here. the goal of the year, has almost shown its ugly face. i can't wait to get it over with and i can't wait to enjoy the day itself.now i just have to get there.in other news, has anyone noticed how many hot guys there are on tv now? seriously.  there are some hotties. some of them are probably younger than me (oh </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/feeds/109711498428402403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490030&amp;postID=109711498428402403&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/109711498428402403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/109711498428402403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/2004/10/blog-post_06.html' title=''/><author><name>myra</name><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-3490030.post-109608391593479129</id><published>2004-09-24T22:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-24T22:45:15.933-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.it's.baaaaccccccckk.so the motivation is back in full swing.  just in time with 15 days to go.  woohoo!  my training peaked last weekend at 20 miles, and surprisingly, it was one of my better runs...ever.  i may be slow, but at least i feel like i can last for a long time.  last thursday was the nike run hit wonder.  good times.  the path got dangerous at times, since some of the street </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/feeds/109608391593479129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490030&amp;postID=109608391593479129&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/109608391593479129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/109608391593479129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/2004/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>myra</name><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-3490030.post-109440093952437762</id><published>2004-09-05T11:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-05T11:43:54.933-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.oh.what.a.night.last night was absolutely fab. annie &amp; marcel are finally married! woohoo!!!!i'll post some pics later, when i upload all the pics. and there are many of them...there wasn't a dry eye in the church when annie walked down the aisle. you could hear all the sniffles on the alter where we sat and all around the church. thank god most of the bridesmaids brought 1 tissue up with </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/feeds/109440093952437762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490030&amp;postID=109440093952437762&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/109440093952437762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/109440093952437762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/2004/09/blog-post_05.html' title=''/><author><name>myra</name><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-3490030.post-109396768685740485</id><published>2004-08-31T10:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-31T10:54:46.856-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.losing.focus.it's happening...i'm losing that motivation i once had a 3 months ago.  it's getting harder and harder every day.  maybe i need a day off. or maybe i should shorten my run.  or maybe i should just run at night.  whatever it is, i better do it fast, so that i'll look forward to training again.  right now, all i can look forward to is october 11th, when it will all be over.work is</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/feeds/109396768685740485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490030&amp;postID=109396768685740485&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/109396768685740485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/109396768685740485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/2004/08/blog-post_31.html' title=''/><author><name>myra</name><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-3490030.post-109328524411969817</id><published>2004-08-23T13:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-23T13:20:44.120-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.ouch.running 16 miles makes my feet hurt.the next 2 weeks is wedding extravaganza...this saturday, up in milwaukee.  one of my friends from california-now-from-arizona is coming into town and staying with me.  it'll be good times. i just have to sqeeze in the run sometime..don't know when yet...then next weekend, is annie and marcel's. finally...woohoo!  how long have they been together </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/feeds/109328524411969817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490030&amp;postID=109328524411969817&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/109328524411969817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/109328524411969817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/2004/08/blog-post_23.html' title=''/><author><name>myra</name><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-3490030.post-109268893289651094</id><published>2004-08-16T15:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-16T15:42:12.896-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>new shoes!i bought new running shoes over the weekend.  how exciting.  new balance 765s.  hopefully that blister on my right big toe will go away.  but with my luck, i'll get a new one somewhere else on my right foot.  i'm going to try to switch off my shoes, so i don't wear these out before the marathon.  can't afford to buy another pair...i think my mind has put up a wall when it comes to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/feeds/109268893289651094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490030&amp;postID=109268893289651094&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/109268893289651094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/109268893289651094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/2004/08/new-shoes-i-bought-new-running-shoes.html' title=''/><author><name>myra</name><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-3490030.post-109243029799536879</id><published>2004-08-13T15:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-13T15:51:37.996-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.9-5.i slept 9PM - 5AM Wednesday night.  good stuff.  i was so damn tired. i still am.  hopefully i sleep well tonight, so i can wake up early tomorrow and run.meeting with a potential photographer tonight.  cross your fingers. i think this guy's the one.i am freezing in this damn office. i think the air conditioning is still on full blast.  cold!tech/IT/survey support must be the most </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/feeds/109243029799536879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490030&amp;postID=109243029799536879&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/109243029799536879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/109243029799536879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/2004/08/blog-post_13.html' title=''/><author><name>myra</name><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-3490030.post-109225775413195653</id><published>2004-08-11T15:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-11T15:55:54.130-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.cold.high 50s this morning.  perfect for running!  when i woke up this morning, i wanted to quit again.  i really need to try to sleep earlier these days. it's only going to get harder.got my first B&amp;P today of the john mayer show from the 40 watt in decatur, GA 8.23.00.  classic vintage.  seriously, i love his 'old' stuff.  mostly acoustic. and his banter is different. sounds less sure of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490030.post-109174606443120463</id><published>2004-08-05T17:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-05T17:47:44.430-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.angry.waves.ran 4 miles this morning along the lake. and man, were those waves angry.  almost got me, except i ran on top of the rocks when i got to a puddle parts. yesterday's 7 miles was much worse. it rained on me the entire time. blah.  oh, and when did it stop raining, you ask?  when i got in the car to drive home.  figures.10 more weeks...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/feeds/109174606443120463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490030&amp;postID=109174606443120463&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link 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type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/feeds/108879222931327233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490030&amp;postID=108879222931327233&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/108879222931327233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/108879222931327233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/2004/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>myra</name><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-3490030.post-108819417673523434</id><published>2004-06-25T15:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-25T15:09:36.736-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.it's.beautiful!.what a nice day today!  how could it get any better than this??i really want to sit at grant park, people watch, and listen to john mayer on my mini ipod.*sigh*</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/feeds/108819417673523434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490030&amp;postID=108819417673523434&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/108819417673523434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/108819417673523434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/2004/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>myra</name><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-3490030.post-108407833300777541</id><published>2004-05-08T23:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-08T23:55:28.186-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.once.a.month.thing.i have somehow gotten into the habit of updating this thing only once a month. i think i need to keep up with this more. let's see...what's new? not much this past month, besides being engaged. i've put off starting to plan this thing, but i think the goal for this month is to complete the guest list and narrow down which reception places and churches can hold the number of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/feeds/108407833300777541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490030&amp;postID=108407833300777541&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/108407833300777541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/108407833300777541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/2004/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>myra</name><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-3490030.post-108173618526327500</id><published>2004-04-11T21:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-13T11:14:40.810-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.the.time.has.come...we're engaged!here's almost the exact ring...good job, babe...you follow directions well. harharhar...the quad will always be our spot.just another step to growing old together...i love you, poop.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/feeds/108173618526327500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490030&amp;postID=108173618526327500&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/108173618526327500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/108173618526327500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/2004/04/bling-bling.html' title=''/><author><name>myra</name><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-3490030.post-107911220940501465</id><published>2004-03-12T11:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-03-12T17:26:31.670-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> break.from.worki'm back!i know, i know...you must have been sitting on the edge of your seat every time you typed in my url, in hopes that i would actually have created a new entry in this thing. don't lie. i know that's what happened.it's been a while, but with work taking up most of my time this past month, i don't feel like looking at a computer screen for too long when i get home.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/feeds/107911220940501465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490030&amp;postID=107911220940501465&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/107911220940501465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/107911220940501465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/2004/03/break.html' title=''/><author><name>myra</name><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-3490030.post-107703607130264747</id><published>2004-02-17T10:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-17T10:44:28.840-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.the.thieves.of.2004.i think that most people are good. at least they start out as good. and then something happens to them, to make them cynical, crude, and rude. i think this is what happens within companies. i like being naive and believing that most of them start out wanting to make some kind of difference in this world. at least for the companies that are needed to provide the necessities </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/feeds/107703607130264747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490030&amp;postID=107703607130264747&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/107703607130264747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/107703607130264747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/2004/02/blog-post_17.html' title=''/><author><name>myra</name><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-3490030.post-107690283736238418</id><published>2004-02-15T21:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-15T21:42:29.763-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.good.weekend.this weekend was surprisingly fun and exciting. usually, i'm busy with mundane tasks. or catching up or running errands or meeting friends somewhere. we started out our valentines day by going to viking ski shop. bought all new gear, to get ready to board today. the salespeople were so nice, and very knowledgeable. if you're looking for a good ski/snowboarding shop, this one is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/feeds/107690283736238418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490030&amp;postID=107690283736238418&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/107690283736238418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/107690283736238418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/2004/02/blog-post_15.html' title=''/><author><name>myra</name><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-3490030.post-107642651572596435</id><published>2004-02-10T09:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-10T09:23:42.606-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.the.critics.i guess i'm not the only one who noticed the horribly produced grammys show. from eonline:"Boobs Exposed on CBS: Apparently, CBS and the Grammy folks were so concerned about "wardrobe malfunctions" that they forgot to put together a show without missed cues, screwed-up sound and fouled-up camera shots."at least i'm not talking out of my ass..."Unless, of Course, You Were </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/feeds/107642651572596435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490030&amp;postID=107642651572596435&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/107642651572596435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/107642651572596435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/2004/02/blog-post_10.html' title=''/><author><name>myra</name><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-3490030.post-107630689089149790</id><published>2004-02-09T00:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-10T09:24:07.496-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> .those.grammies...i mean, grammys. i had so many gripes about this broadcast, i should have written them down as i was watching it. i have to say that this was probably the worst telecast i have ever seen on a major network, for a major event. i think the higher-ups were too worried about the whole janet-justin superbowl fiasco, that they forgot how to run a show! lets stick to the basics </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/feeds/107630689089149790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490030&amp;postID=107630689089149790&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/107630689089149790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/107630689089149790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/2004/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>myra</name><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-3490030.post-107402729492212055</id><published>2004-01-13T14:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-01-13T14:56:13.670-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.nervous.i'm getting nervous about this next month of work. we're supposed to go live on february 14th, which i just realized is a saturday. so i'm guessing our real go live is on february 16th. but there are so many issues to iron out, and a lot of them fall on me, so hopefully everything can get done in time. but judging from the way things have been going lately with the other system we're </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/feeds/107402729492212055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490030&amp;postID=107402729492212055&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/107402729492212055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/107402729492212055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/2004/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>myra</name><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-3490030.post-107388357083685050</id><published>2004-01-11T22:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-01-11T23:04:58.106-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.2004.i was surfing around the web tonight, and started clicking on links from other sites i read...and i found this from one of those links:Let it go in 2004. No, let it go, NOW!Author: Unknown If you are holding on to something that doesn't belong to youand was never intended for your life, then you need to.....LET IT GO!!!If you are holding on to past hurts and pains....LET IT GO!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/feeds/107388357083685050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490030&amp;postID=107388357083685050&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/107388357083685050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490030/posts/default/107388357083685050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessmyra.blogspot.com/2004/01/blog-post_11.html' title=''/><author><name>myra</name><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>
