<?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-8381605</id><updated>2011-09-28T19:16:52.909-04:00</updated><title type='text'>bekah's journal.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>bekah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04454832166585471868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>91</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381605.post-112563468330681775</id><published>2005-09-02T00:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T00:18:18.586-04:00</updated><title type='text'>the day before friday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381605-112563468330681775?l=designchic255.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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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-8381605.post-112563463013010403</id><published>2005-09-02T00:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T00:17:10.136-04:00</updated><title type='text'>something about....</title><content type='html'>there's something about having a morning meeting that makes the rest of the day fly by.  before you know it, you're in the car heading to a school meeting.  and again, you're off to class.  till 10:30pm.  and then you're sitting at a computer with a towel on your head excited about the 5 hours of sleep that await you before you start the cycle again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;except tomorrow i am off for wild adventures with bond (after work...i'm not a total slacker).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381605-112563463013010403?l=designchic255.blogspot.com' alt='' 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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-8381605.post-111904679617772844</id><published>2005-06-17T18:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-17T18:19:56.183-04:00</updated><title type='text'>running out of ti-i-i-i-ime</title><content type='html'>i've got the hot hot heat song stuck in my head.  this happens all too often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm approaching finals...they start tomorrow!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm running out of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's friday night again, and i'm sitting in teh computer lab at school, working away.  i can't wait to resume having a WEEKEND. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm planning a party for tonight...me, my drafting table, a candle and music.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish me luck.  lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--b&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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(lucky.) and i'm prolly a lil too jealous...but he deserves it (and much more!). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;umm....trying to think.  other than being stuck at the computer lab at school and working my butt off on various projects, i haven't been doing that much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did go to a concert the other night, though.  dishwalla was at the masquerade...very fun concert (even if the opening band was TERRIBLE and made me want to puke). so, yeah, we met them...but i forgot to bring my camera, so i don't have any pics *drops a tear*   but i do have a signed bumper sticker (for all that's worth...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, back to work we go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---b&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381605-111844360108006949?l=designchic255.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><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-8381605.post-111689501805204561</id><published>2005-05-23T20:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T20:36:58.080-04:00</updated><title type='text'>life is beautiful.</title><content type='html'>hey guys...long time no post from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically, i've gotten busy enjoying life :-p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i absolutley LOVE my job.  this is the first time in my life i can say that i LOVE LOVE LOVE my job.  sure, it has it's moments.  but i'm constantly learning, moving from project to project...and my boss is paying for additional training for me outside of work.  training that would run me $200 bucks a day as an independent designer.  how cool is that?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as far as school is concerned...in the past six weeks, i have been learning four different software programs while working on projects.  it's been very time consuming, but i'm really enjoying it.  i'm considering buying space in my school computer lab for a bed.  lol....i live here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other than that, i have been reading some fabulous books...."addicted to mediocricy," by franky schaeffer.  if you are AT ALL into art, it's a great book.  it outlines a lot of feelings i have had about art (christians in art particuarly) for quite awhile now.  it's basically the book i was planning on writing.  i think he got to it WAY before me, though.  it's actually out of print now, so check online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm taking a theology class at church now.  sheesh, all i do is study.  but it's fun...i love theology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i met lifehouse (yes, the band) yesterday.  they were SO incredibly awesome.  i have loved that band since early highschool...and i still do.     get their new album!!!! they are the nicest band you will ever meet...and the rock.  seriously.  they are the kind of band that sounds even BETTER in person than on an album.  something i can't really say for many bands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and i saw ginny owens at a coffee shop a few weeks ago as well.  she's not so good with crowd-communication skills.  lol, but she is so very talented and gets really into her music.  she has a live album that just came out that was recorded at the HOUSE OF BLUES. totally cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, goodnight all.  i'm off to finish some portfolio stuffs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381605-111689501805204561?l=designchic255.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/feeds/111689501805204561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381605&amp;postID=111689501805204561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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}.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/73491559@N00/11706220/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos10.flickr.com/11706220_902f00884b.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/73491559@N00/11706220/"&gt;senior prom&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/73491559@N00/"&gt;designchic255&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	my baby brother and his very hot prom date.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381605-111491969532050357?l=designchic255.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><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-8381605.post-111491966827915284</id><published>2005-04-30T23:54:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-30T23:54:28.280-04:00</updated><title type='text'>guster?</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/73491559@N00/11706219/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos8.flickr.com/11706219_c39a13ea18.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/73491559@N00/11706219/"&gt;guster?&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/73491559@N00/"&gt;designchic255&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381605-111491966827915284?l=designchic255.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/feeds/111491966827915284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381605&amp;postID=111491966827915284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/111491966827915284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/111491966827915284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/2005/04/guster.html' title='guster?'/><author><name>bekah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04454832166585471868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381605.post-111491964879983429</id><published>2005-04-30T23:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-30T23:54:08.800-04:00</updated><title type='text'>da winter hair do</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/73491559@N00/11706218/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos11.flickr.com/11706218_72d3e70b6a.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/73491559@N00/11706218/"&gt;da winter hair do&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/73491559@N00/"&gt;designchic255&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	this was taken in november '04.  vehy dark, eh?  me likes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381605-111491964879983429?l=designchic255.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/feeds/111491964879983429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381605&amp;postID=111491964879983429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/111491964879983429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/111491964879983429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/2005/04/da-winter-hair-do.html' title='da winter hair do'/><author><name>bekah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04454832166585471868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381605.post-111491960754598094</id><published>2005-04-30T23:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-30T23:53:27.546-04:00</updated><title type='text'>hot thang</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/73491559@N00/8641484/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos8.flickr.com/8641484_a4231211fb.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/73491559@N00/8641484/"&gt;hot thang&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/73491559@N00/"&gt;designchic255&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	my man is so awesome.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381605-111491960754598094?l=designchic255.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/feeds/111491960754598094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381605&amp;postID=111491960754598094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/111491960754598094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/111491960754598094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/2005/04/hot-thang.html' title='hot thang'/><author><name>bekah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04454832166585471868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381605.post-111491957025545043</id><published>2005-04-30T23:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-30T23:52:50.256-04:00</updated><title type='text'>ben and bekah</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/73491559@N00/8641483/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos4.flickr.com/8641483_f433bdff8f.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/73491559@N00/8641483/"&gt;ben and bekah&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/73491559@N00/"&gt;designchic255&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	during spring break '05.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381605-111491957025545043?l=designchic255.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/feeds/111491957025545043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381605&amp;postID=111491957025545043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/111491957025545043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/111491957025545043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/2005/04/ben-and-bekah.html' title='ben and bekah'/><author><name>bekah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04454832166585471868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381605.post-111466342049867720</id><published>2005-04-28T00:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-28T00:43:40.500-04:00</updated><title type='text'>internship!</title><content type='html'>God provided the most awesome internship for me.  i am so thrilled....i could not have asked for a better one.  and it's paid as well!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this means i will not be on the job hunt again till september.  woot!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--b&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381605-111466342049867720?l=designchic255.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/feeds/111466342049867720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381605&amp;postID=111466342049867720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/111466342049867720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/111466342049867720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/2005/04/internship.html' title='internship!'/><author><name>bekah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04454832166585471868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381605.post-111414655932436189</id><published>2005-04-22T00:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-22T01:09:19.326-04:00</updated><title type='text'>example.</title><content type='html'>previous post for a reason. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just thought i'd post this it in honor of all the people out there who think that publishing a post on the internet about a private conversation between friends (with no explaination) will be funny to the rest of the world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know, "you had to have been there." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exactly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ha.  ha?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381605-111414655932436189?l=designchic255.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/feeds/111414655932436189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381605&amp;postID=111414655932436189' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/111414655932436189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/111414655932436189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/2005/04/example.html' title='example.'/><author><name>bekah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04454832166585471868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381605.post-111414584266309327</id><published>2005-04-22T00:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-22T00:57:22.663-04:00</updated><title type='text'>coffee shop memories</title><content type='html'>katie:  "do you understand now?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heather:  "yes, but it's just so stupid."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ashley: "i guess she told you."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381605-111414584266309327?l=designchic255.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/feeds/111414584266309327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381605&amp;postID=111414584266309327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/111414584266309327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/111414584266309327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/2005/04/coffee-shop-memories.html' title='coffee shop memories'/><author><name>bekah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04454832166585471868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381605.post-111354507596762544</id><published>2005-04-15T02:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T02:04:35.966-04:00</updated><title type='text'>girly things</title><content type='html'>oh goodness.  yet another &lt;a href="http://www.margaretnicole.com/MargaretNicole2/homepage/index.htm"&gt;darling find&lt;/a&gt; that i will never actually buy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381605-111354507596762544?l=designchic255.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/feeds/111354507596762544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381605&amp;postID=111354507596762544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/111354507596762544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/111354507596762544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/2005/04/girly-things.html' title='girly things'/><author><name>bekah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04454832166585471868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381605.post-111354451131976742</id><published>2005-04-15T01:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T01:55:53.176-04:00</updated><title type='text'>best website.  ever.</title><content type='html'>i don't know where i found this. but it rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.delocator.net/"&gt;http://www.delocator.net/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. buy me the tshirt. ;-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381605-111354451131976742?l=designchic255.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/feeds/111354451131976742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381605&amp;postID=111354451131976742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/111354451131976742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/111354451131976742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/2005/04/best-website-ever.html' title='best website.  ever.'/><author><name>bekah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04454832166585471868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381605.post-111344679525873628</id><published>2005-04-14T01:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T22:46:35.260-04:00</updated><title type='text'>%#@*%</title><content type='html'>where do you think you get the right to talk down to me like a five year old when i am going waaaaay out of my way to help you out, you idiot?  just b/c i'm young enough to be your daughter does NOT MEAN that i'm stupid and don't understand your smart-brat attitude.  shut up and get a life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*  it's out of my system now.  i hate work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--b&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381605-111344679525873628?l=designchic255.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/feeds/111344679525873628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381605&amp;postID=111344679525873628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/111344679525873628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/111344679525873628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/2005/04/blog-post.html' title='%#@*%'/><author><name>bekah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04454832166585471868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381605.post-111344547939454245</id><published>2005-04-14T01:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T22:24:39.396-04:00</updated><title type='text'>is it...too much?</title><content type='html'>"bekah, do you want any of these board positions for next year, too?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course i said yes.  i always say yes.  oh goodness....what have i done?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381605-111344547939454245?l=designchic255.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/feeds/111344547939454245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381605&amp;postID=111344547939454245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/111344547939454245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/111344547939454245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/2005/04/is-ittoo-much.html' title='is it...too much?'/><author><name>bekah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04454832166585471868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381605.post-111291022473984883</id><published>2005-04-07T17:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T17:43:44.740-04:00</updated><title type='text'>bleh</title><content type='html'>today is a very bleh day.  a day to sit around during spring break and pop pain killers (read: tylenol).  a day to do laundry and clean.  a day to sit online and look at cute, but grossly over-priced &lt;a href="http://www.campapparel.com/shop.html"&gt;things&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off to dairy queen to drown (?) my bleh attitude in a blizzard.  that is, if you can drown anything in ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--b&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381605-111291022473984883?l=designchic255.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/feeds/111291022473984883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381605&amp;postID=111291022473984883' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/111291022473984883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/111291022473984883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/2005/04/bleh.html' title='bleh'/><author><name>bekah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04454832166585471868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381605.post-111281160994668343</id><published>2005-04-06T14:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T14:20:09.946-04:00</updated><title type='text'>*yawn*</title><content type='html'>i slept in till 11:30 today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, i did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE I CAN.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381605-111281160994668343?l=designchic255.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/feeds/111281160994668343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381605&amp;postID=111281160994668343' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/111281160994668343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/111281160994668343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/2005/04/yawn.html' title='*yawn*'/><author><name>bekah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04454832166585471868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381605.post-111241420243790445</id><published>2005-04-01T22:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T22:56:42.440-05:00</updated><title type='text'>april fool's</title><content type='html'>i date a very funny guy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, it's april fool's day, right?  i have been waiting...watching out for some kind of april fool's joke.  work went very smoothly.  huh.  doctor's office didn't pull any pranks.  hmm *wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i pick up my phone after work.  "one missed call."  my caller ID says, "ben.  12:32pm"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very strange.  he rarely ever calls in the middle of the day.  especially since the middle of the day for me is 10am his time.  i get a little worried, call him back and leave a message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no word for the rest of the afternoon.  until, this evening...checking my email online.  i send out an IM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bek:  hey, luv&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ben: hey, did you get my phone call?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bek:  yeah.....what's up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ben:  well, it's been a depressing day.  i just got back from my AMT (or some abbreviation i have yet to memorize)'s office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bek:  good?  bad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ben:  i'm pretty mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ben:  they said that somehow they messed up the casual bases, and they pulled people at random from a bank of us with late start dates for pilot training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bek:  they pulled what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ben:  i'm going to nebraska now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya'll, i totally fell for it.  and as he keeps talking, trying to convince me that somehow he'll sort things out.  really doubtful.  not sure if anything will work out.  dissapointment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ben:  hey, pick up your phone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i start crying even more when i hear his voice.  lol, and i still didn't believe him after he said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "happy april fool's!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"that's NOT FUNNY!"  (at this point i start laughing and wiping away tears....heck, it was funny!  it was a believeable story!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--b&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381605-111241420243790445?l=designchic255.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/feeds/111241420243790445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381605&amp;postID=111241420243790445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/111241420243790445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/111241420243790445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/2005/04/april-fools.html' title='april fool&apos;s'/><author><name>bekah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04454832166585471868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381605.post-111241356981485669</id><published>2005-04-01T22:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T22:46:09.816-05:00</updated><title type='text'>it's just wrong.</title><content type='html'>shouldn't it be illegal to make your employees to attend a meeting on SATURDAY MORNING at 9AM?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm glad you agree.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381605-111241356981485669?l=designchic255.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/feeds/111241356981485669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381605&amp;postID=111241356981485669' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/111241356981485669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/111241356981485669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/2005/04/its-just-wrong.html' title='it&apos;s just wrong.'/><author><name>bekah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04454832166585471868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381605.post-111236592988465207</id><published>2005-04-01T09:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T09:32:09.886-05:00</updated><title type='text'>spring break</title><content type='html'>i am now on spring break.  beautiful idea, mr. university!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;big news!  big, happy, exciting news!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;**ben is going to warner robbins AFB for casual!!!**&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i almost screamed in the middle of a mexican resturaunt.  totally made my week :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**a big &lt;strong&gt;thank you&lt;/strong&gt; and congrats to my friend, &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/nhmarine"&gt;mark&lt;/a&gt; for receiving the purple heart!!**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he does it on 4 hours of sleep every nite.  crazy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381605-111236592988465207?l=designchic255.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/feeds/111236592988465207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381605&amp;postID=111236592988465207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/111236592988465207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/111236592988465207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/2005/04/spring-break.html' title='spring break'/><author><name>bekah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04454832166585471868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381605.post-111161266342183544</id><published>2005-03-23T16:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T16:17:43.423-05:00</updated><title type='text'>journalism</title><content type='html'>people get degrees in journalism and produce this kind of work?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEMIDJI, Minn. - "The aunt of the teenager who shot dead nine people, five of them fellow students, before killing himself drew a connection Wednesday between his crime and his own tragedies — his father took his own life, his mother is paralyzed and in a nursing home and his maternal grandfather passed away two years ago."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if it wasn't such a sad story already....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381605-111161266342183544?l=designchic255.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/feeds/111161266342183544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381605&amp;postID=111161266342183544' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/111161266342183544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/111161266342183544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/2005/03/journalism.html' title='journalism'/><author><name>bekah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04454832166585471868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381605.post-111155204134784301</id><published>2005-03-22T23:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T23:32:16.716-05:00</updated><title type='text'>not...quite...all there.</title><content type='html'>okay, so i busted my butt this weekend to find a good outfit for an interview.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i receive a text from bond while sitting in the parking lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bond:  how are finals going?  you'll do awesome, girl.  almost done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bek:  i'm about to go into my interview.  then presentation tonite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bek:  oh no!  i don't have any mascara on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bond:  don't worry.  they don't like mascara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;need help at being a girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--b&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381605-111155204134784301?l=designchic255.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/feeds/111155204134784301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381605&amp;postID=111155204134784301' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/111155204134784301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/111155204134784301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/2005/03/notquiteall-there.html' title='not...quite...all there.'/><author><name>bekah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04454832166585471868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381605.post-111151557901911742</id><published>2005-03-22T13:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T13:19:39.020-05:00</updated><title type='text'>weather forecast</title><content type='html'>i could have predicted the thunderstorms today.  it always rains on presentation nights....i also have an interview today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381605-111151557901911742?l=designchic255.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/feeds/111151557901911742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381605&amp;postID=111151557901911742' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/111151557901911742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/111151557901911742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/2005/03/weather-forecast.html' title='weather forecast'/><author><name>bekah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04454832166585471868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381605.post-111133929298231423</id><published>2005-03-20T12:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-20T12:21:32.983-05:00</updated><title type='text'>nobody's grass is as green as ours.</title><content type='html'>by the time tuesday comes around, i will be in the midst of finals and interviews.  so let me post a little early...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it will be one year on march 22nd since i started dating&lt;strong&gt; the&lt;/strong&gt; most incredible guy &lt;em&gt;EVER&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so blessed to have him in my life.  it's a strange thing to get everything you've always wanted in a guy (trust me, that's not a short list, either).  there are times when we're together when i think, "&lt;em&gt;i could die right now&lt;/em&gt;."  everything seems perfect in the world.  i know that's all cheezy and stupid sounding, but it's a real feeling i get.  gosh, i didn't think i'd ever be like this.  haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two years ago, i would have never imagined myself being at this point in my life (crazy in luv).  i planned on not dating anyone till after i finished my undergrad (i'm a serious geek who is too ambitious).  God is so awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i know is, life will never be boring *grin*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will celebrate one year in colorado next weekend...*big smile*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--b&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381605-111133929298231423?l=designchic255.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/feeds/111133929298231423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381605&amp;postID=111133929298231423' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/111133929298231423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/111133929298231423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/2005/03/nobodys-grass-is-as-green-as-ours.html' title='nobody&apos;s grass is as green as ours.'/><author><name>bekah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04454832166585471868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381605.post-111133790371150707</id><published>2005-03-20T11:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-20T11:58:23.713-05:00</updated><title type='text'>playlistism</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)" href="http://playlistism.urbanup.com/1017238" target="_blank"&gt;Playlistism&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Discrimination based not on race, gender, or religion, but rather on a disturbingly horrible &lt;a onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)" href="http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=iTunes&amp;r=d" target="_blank"&gt;iTunes&lt;/a&gt; music library discovered through a school or job network.Roots from Wesleyan University; refers to the "shared music" feature available on iTunes in which one can browse the various music libraries of the co-workers or classmates in their network. Often requires awkward explanation of why you have "that song."&lt;br /&gt;Mike accused me of playlistism when I questioned his collection of Color Me Badd b-sides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)" href="http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=Playlistism" target="_blank"&gt;1 definition&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(urbandictionary.com)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imagine the criticism i would get if i had a school network.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*my 'indie' friends would be mad about my mainstream play lists (green day...avril..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*(my tight-conservative friends would be mad about my green day......guster......etc etc etc)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*my boyfriend would laugh at my motown hits&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*my other friends would moan at my christian music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*all my ati friends would send me to gothard to get demons cast out of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*my parents would wonder.  their confusion would immediatley be followed by some kind of hilarious parent-like response.  i'll spare you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;misc:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*my best friend would hound me for music constantly *grin* (we share well.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*my brother would call me about shows downtown like rouge wave....arcade fire....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* would get constant phone calls, "who the heck are the shins?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381605-111133790371150707?l=designchic255.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/feeds/111133790371150707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381605&amp;postID=111133790371150707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/111133790371150707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/111133790371150707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/2005/03/playlistism.html' title='playlistism'/><author><name>bekah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04454832166585471868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381605.post-111082487884485442</id><published>2005-03-14T13:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-14T13:27:58.846-05:00</updated><title type='text'>please hire me.</title><content type='html'>i am finally on the road to finding a new, better job.  my little "in between moving/school/life" job has been going on for far too long. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i will have my weekends back again soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i made my first bid on ebay this week.  and i lost that pair of DKNY jeans by 50 cents. they prolly wouldn't have fit.  *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--b&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381605-111082487884485442?l=designchic255.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/feeds/111082487884485442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381605&amp;postID=111082487884485442' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/111082487884485442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/111082487884485442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/2005/03/please-hire-me.html' title='please hire me.'/><author><name>bekah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04454832166585471868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381605.post-111065590602851658</id><published>2005-03-12T14:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-12T14:31:46.030-05:00</updated><title type='text'>a little too close to home.</title><content type='html'>i am sure that everyone has heard by now about the guy that killed 3 people in the courthouse here in atlanta yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, they caught him this morning *15* minutes from my house.  how comforting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381605-111065590602851658?l=designchic255.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/feeds/111065590602851658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381605&amp;postID=111065590602851658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/111065590602851658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/111065590602851658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/2005/03/little-too-close-to-home.html' title='a little too close to home.'/><author><name>bekah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04454832166585471868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381605.post-111051012587481046</id><published>2005-03-10T21:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-10T22:02:05.876-05:00</updated><title type='text'>*growl*</title><content type='html'>i was frustrated.  furious.  yet again, another self-absorbed brat-girl (if there is such a word) ticked me off (why, oh why is it so hard for me to get along with girls??  they're so mean.  *).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO mad, apparently, that i had dreams about my fury.  i dreamed that she moved in with me at some apartment that looked more like a hotel than anything else...and i just let it all out.  i was like, "hey, why are you such a jerk?  why did you lie to me ?  blah blah" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next thing i remember, we were in a grocery store...and i was flying through the air doing some kind of obscure karate.  basically, kicking her butt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i woke up refreshed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--b&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dream interpretations are welcome, but i think it's pretty clear.  i was ticked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*umm, not all of them, obviously. *grin*  i don't hate you if you're a girl and reading this right now.  unless you are &lt;em&gt;her &lt;/em&gt;. heh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381605-111051012587481046?l=designchic255.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/feeds/111051012587481046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381605&amp;postID=111051012587481046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/111051012587481046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/111051012587481046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/2005/03/growl.html' title='*growl*'/><author><name>bekah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04454832166585471868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381605.post-111014984622967735</id><published>2005-03-06T17:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-06T17:57:26.230-05:00</updated><title type='text'>progressive</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/73491559@N00/6027246/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos3.flickr.com/6027246_72508612c4.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/73491559@N00/6027246/"&gt;progressive&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/73491559@N00/"&gt;designchic255&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	haha...i love these lil quizzes.  pretty funny.  i'm the progressive girl, so it says.  which girl are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.cookingtohookup.com/quiz/forgirls.php&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381605-111014984622967735?l=designchic255.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/feeds/111014984622967735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381605&amp;postID=111014984622967735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/111014984622967735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/111014984622967735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/2005/03/progressive.html' title='progressive'/><author><name>bekah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04454832166585471868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381605.post-110982658552748489</id><published>2005-03-03T00:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T00:09:45.530-05:00</updated><title type='text'>motivate me.</title><content type='html'>there's somehow a mental block when it comes to studying codes.  i know they are a necessary evil, but when i'm not doing well on quizzes that i study for...why study at all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last quiz i studied for hours...10, possibly?  i came out with a 79.  i'm sorry...why did i bother?  this stuff, honestly, is not hard.  it's just the whole darn multiple choice thing.  i hate mc tests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ugh, i think i'm stuck in a lazy rut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--b&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381605-110982658552748489?l=designchic255.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/feeds/110982658552748489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381605&amp;postID=110982658552748489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/110982658552748489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/110982658552748489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/2005/03/motivate-me.html' title='motivate me.'/><author><name>bekah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04454832166585471868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381605.post-110962235006241596</id><published>2005-02-28T15:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-28T15:25:50.063-05:00</updated><title type='text'>new baby</title><content type='html'>here's my &lt;a href="http://bdesignlingo.blogspot.com"&gt;new little baby.&lt;/a&gt;  mostly for my own records ("gosh, where's that site?"), but maybe someone will find it interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, i don't care what people say...renee z. is a cute brunette.&lt;br /&gt;(*sniffs* johnny depp didn't win :-()&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--b&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381605-110962235006241596?l=designchic255.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/feeds/110962235006241596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381605&amp;postID=110962235006241596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/110962235006241596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/110962235006241596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/2005/02/new-baby.html' title='new baby'/><author><name>bekah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04454832166585471868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381605.post-110928379428122091</id><published>2005-02-24T17:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-24T17:25:08.236-05:00</updated><title type='text'>eclectic chic</title><content type='html'>so i'm an eclectic chic. atleast, that's what my friend told me last night. she has always laughed at me...&lt;br /&gt;"you'd meet bekah, and think she's really quiet. she is...but she's not.&lt;br /&gt;you'd meet her and think she's girly. she is... but she's not.&lt;br /&gt;you'd meet bekah and think she's a good dancer...BUT SHE'S NOT."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the list went on, and we laughed. in highschool, we used to be the girls who would laugh about getting old and be drinking tea before we went rock climbing. in fact, that's what we would do in highschool (at the gym...i like in atlanta, duh).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway...i'm reminicing in front of a world of people who didn't know me in highschool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't believe that i PAY to go to a school where administration sits and talks about pina coladas and cruises as i'm waiting. i'm thinking, "you DARE talk about such crap while i'm waiting on you to do your job?? how come i can't have a job like that?" i'm also thinking, "maybe you should volunteer to ANSWER THE PHONE AT THE FRONT DESK." because, obviously, that's OPTIONAL during business hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and also...our new school policy: no eating or drinking in the classrooms. why? not because it's wear and tear to tbe facilities...but because "the trash cans have trash in them." imagine that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which, the whole "no eating/drinking" thing is alright with me, except there's nowhere else in the building to eat. and eyt we have vending machines. it's a commuter school...in the city...and at night, everyone is coming from work. i don't see how this works realistically. but then again, my school administration is a bunch of animals in fancy shoes with sunflower seed brains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to the eclectic thing...i found this amazing photo of a residence that would fit me so perfectly. it was so gorgeous. rusitc, modern, italian, sweedish, neutral and bright colors...all in a little italian villa. *sigh* it sounds strange, but trust me, it's amazing. if only i could scan it and share it with the world. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--b&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381605-110928379428122091?l=designchic255.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/feeds/110928379428122091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381605&amp;postID=110928379428122091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/110928379428122091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/110928379428122091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/2005/02/eclectic-chic.html' title='eclectic chic'/><author><name>bekah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04454832166585471868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381605.post-110921993318919493</id><published>2005-02-23T23:38:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-23T23:38:53.190-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ahh...better</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/73491559@N00/5335413/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos4.flickr.com/5335413_3e6aa6eb20.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/73491559@N00/5335413/"&gt;ahh...better&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/73491559@N00/"&gt;designchic255&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	a better pic from the roadhouse&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381605-110921993318919493?l=designchic255.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/feeds/110921993318919493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381605&amp;postID=110921993318919493' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/110921993318919493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/110921993318919493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/2005/02/ahhbetter.html' title='ahh...better'/><author><name>bekah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04454832166585471868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381605.post-110921989279443525</id><published>2005-02-23T23:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-23T23:38:12.793-05:00</updated><title type='text'>linzi and patrick</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/73491559@N00/5334806/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos5.flickr.com/5334806_9a7cccf2f5.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/73491559@N00/5334806/"&gt;linzi and patrick&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/73491559@N00/"&gt;designchic255&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381605-110921989279443525?l=designchic255.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/feeds/110921989279443525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381605&amp;postID=110921989279443525' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/110921989279443525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/110921989279443525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/2005/02/linzi-and-patrick.html' title='linzi and patrick'/><author><name>bekah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04454832166585471868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381605.post-110921955651809875</id><published>2005-02-23T23:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-23T23:32:36.516-05:00</updated><title type='text'>texas roadhouse</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/73491559@N00/5334821/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos4.flickr.com/5334821_dec3ee63bc.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/73491559@N00/5334821/"&gt;texas roadhouse&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/73491559@N00/"&gt;designchic255&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	thought i would share some photos from the weekend. :-)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381605-110921955651809875?l=designchic255.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/feeds/110921955651809875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381605&amp;postID=110921955651809875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/110921955651809875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/110921955651809875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/2005/02/texas-roadhouse.html' title='texas roadhouse'/><author><name>bekah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04454832166585471868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381605.post-110921947270497571</id><published>2005-02-23T23:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-23T23:31:12.703-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Flickr</title><content type='html'>This is a test post from &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/r/testpost"&gt;&lt;img alt="flickr" src="http://www.flickr.com/images/flickr_logo_blog.gif" width="41" height="18" border="0" align="absmiddle" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, a fancy photo sharing thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381605-110921947270497571?l=designchic255.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/feeds/110921947270497571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381605&amp;postID=110921947270497571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/110921947270497571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/110921947270497571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/2005/02/flickr.html' title='Flickr'/><author><name>bekah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04454832166585471868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381605.post-110910432629857019</id><published>2005-02-22T15:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-22T15:32:06.300-05:00</updated><title type='text'>it's a wonderful life</title><content type='html'>weekend stats:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;caffienated drinks: 4 (including strawberry crush...no coffee)&lt;br /&gt;smoothies: 2&lt;br /&gt;drawings: ZERO.&lt;br /&gt;pictures taken with funny, pouty face: 1&lt;br /&gt;pieces of gum swallowed: 1&lt;br /&gt;tears for missing my boyfriend: 3,485&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just got back from a three day weekend trip to colorado.  i should really move out there...i spend more money flying than i can really afford.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a beautiful day...almost 60, i'm sure of it.  i can wear flip flops!   summer, come back to me.  but not before i can get one last ski trip in *grin*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll update more later.&lt;br /&gt;--b&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381605-110910432629857019?l=designchic255.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/feeds/110910432629857019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381605&amp;postID=110910432629857019' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/110910432629857019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/110910432629857019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/2005/02/its-wonderful-life.html' title='it&apos;s a wonderful life'/><author><name>bekah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04454832166585471868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381605.post-110839814294851542</id><published>2005-02-14T11:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-14T11:22:22.950-05:00</updated><title type='text'>tea and bubblegum</title><content type='html'>so, tonight i have a huge presentation in residential.  i'm so tired from working this weekend, that my alarm went off for an hour this morning, and i didn't even hear it.  and my alarm is LOUD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tea and bubblegum?  well, apparently it's my alternative to coffee and ciggerates.  i've discovered that part of the reason my health is going *blurp* is because i drink too much coffee.  so i'm TRYING to quit.  only ONE double shot today.  doing good thus far!  (this is all coming from the girl whose first job was as a barista at a coffee shop....serious bad habits.)  don't worry, i quit tomorrow (famous last words).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i keep a pack of bubblegum at my desk in my studio to keep me from munching on stuff.  it's great.  tea and bubblegum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta go .... ASID meeting.  wooohooo....someone help me.  i'm going insane.  no, no.  i'll be fine.  daniel just gave me a long pep talk.  will survive.  24 hours or something liek that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--b&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381605-110839814294851542?l=designchic255.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/feeds/110839814294851542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381605&amp;postID=110839814294851542' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/110839814294851542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/110839814294851542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/2005/02/tea-and-bubblegum.html' title='tea and bubblegum'/><author><name>bekah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04454832166585471868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381605.post-110797926978440512</id><published>2005-02-09T14:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-09T15:01:09.786-05:00</updated><title type='text'>interview results</title><content type='html'>i found out last night that i wasn't picked for that HGTV show.  but what's really cool...is that i found out WHY.  i know it sounds stupid, but i'm pretty proud of myself for NOT getting it.  heh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically, they were looking for someone who was very naive and eccentric (kinda funny combo now that i type it out, but it makes perfect sense).  i think that i blew it (not realizing it) when they asked me the question, "what makes a good designer?"  so i answered with a short synopsis of my philosophy on what a good designer looks like.  i could ramble on and on about this topic, but i'll spare you ;-) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i was happy to know that my philosophies are very different from mainstream ideals. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am proud of this, not because i want to be different, but because the mainstream design world sickens me in some aspects.  here are the problems i see with it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-designers design for designers, not their clients. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while you were HIRED by the client for your education and experience, you were not hired to convince them that your STYLE is the only acceptable style.  heck, i could never live in a completely modern interior...but if that's what my client wants....i go for it.  i understand that much of this field is the ability to market yourself and your services...and being able to convince your client to try new things at times.  but i hate to see where clients clearly state, "i hate purple," and the entire room turns purple when the project is finished. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while we may look through magazines and see a beautiful european modern kitchen and sigh, a client is most likely looking at advertisements for the most trendy cabinets in fashionable colors.&lt;br /&gt;we may cringe as we understand that these advertisements are simply messing with your head trying to sell a product that may, or may not, be an appropriate application for the project.  if it isn't going to work, or isn't the best solution for the problem, i think this a point where you definitley try to convince them that you are right.  but if not, is it really so bad to make your client happy? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--designers often compromise their design for the highest profit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry, but if i'm putting 4 intense years into school, i'm going to make some darn good money if i can.  on the other hand, if i love what i do, i'm not going to be greedy about my work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are several ways that designers charge their clients for a project.  the most predominant is an hourly fee with product markup.  see, there are finishes and materials only available to the trade.  this leaves you a good markup percentage that you can choose to take advantage of or not.  in all reality, there aren't actual "retail prices" for these products.  that is left up to the designer.  but showrooms are very tricky with their pricing in order to hide the actual price from clients.  good for designers, bad for clients. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you are to  charge this way, you are leaving a lot of room for temptation...it could be easy to specify products that aren't necessarily the best fit for the project simply for the extra profit you could gain by choosing this one over another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a huge compromise that is done a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, i'm tired of rambling and overwhelmed with work..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--b&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381605-110797926978440512?l=designchic255.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/feeds/110797926978440512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381605&amp;postID=110797926978440512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/110797926978440512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/110797926978440512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/2005/02/interview-results.html' title='interview results'/><author><name>bekah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04454832166585471868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381605.post-110774939964625090</id><published>2005-02-06T23:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-06T23:09:59.646-05:00</updated><title type='text'>anberlin</title><content type='html'>after all my whining today about not being able to go to a concert, i stumbled across the masquerade's show of anberlin tonite.  it was a blast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--b&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-8381605.post-110770550735133468</id><published>2005-02-06T13:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-06T10:58:27.353-05:00</updated><title type='text'>hi, grumpy.  </title><content type='html'>i just finished writing a big post.  but of course, my computer ate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to sum it up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*hate my job&lt;br /&gt;*rouge wave is coming to atl this week.  i want to go.&lt;br /&gt;*i deserve a concert because:&lt;br /&gt;1.  i haven't been to a concert since guster in denver last summer (the best concert ever, btw)&lt;br /&gt;2.  i missed keane because the roxy sold out&lt;br /&gt;3.  i missed yellowcard because of work&lt;br /&gt;4.  i missed switchfoot because of work&lt;br /&gt;5.  i was offered a free ticket to maroon 5, but i have finals that nite&lt;br /&gt;*if i can't get thursday off, i'm sure i will cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--b&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381605-110770550735133468?l=designchic255.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/feeds/110770550735133468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381605&amp;postID=110770550735133468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/110770550735133468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/110770550735133468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/2005/02/hi-grumpy.html' title='hi, grumpy.  '/><author><name>bekah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04454832166585471868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381605.post-110762441249373336</id><published>2005-02-05T12:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-05T12:26:52.493-05:00</updated><title type='text'>work</title><content type='html'>i worked over twelve hours yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;i need a vacation.&lt;br /&gt;--b&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381605-110762441249373336?l=designchic255.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/feeds/110762441249373336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381605&amp;postID=110762441249373336' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/110762441249373336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/110762441249373336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/2005/02/work.html' title='work'/><author><name>bekah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04454832166585471868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381605.post-110754449311352761</id><published>2005-02-04T14:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-04T14:14:53.113-05:00</updated><title type='text'>monies....</title><content type='html'>i have twelve dollars in my checking account. &lt;br /&gt;--b&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381605-110754449311352761?l=designchic255.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/feeds/110754449311352761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381605&amp;postID=110754449311352761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/110754449311352761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/110754449311352761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/2005/02/monies.html' title='monies....'/><author><name>bekah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04454832166585471868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381605.post-110718512452552214</id><published>2005-01-31T12:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-31T10:25:24.526-05:00</updated><title type='text'>puppy prayers?</title><content type='html'>i came home late last night to find a little poodle prancing around the house.  this is my grandparents' dog, holly.  my grandparents are out of town and we are apparently watching her while they are gone.  this thing drives me insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; if you don't know me well, let me just tell you that i am the kind of girl who can't wait to move to an apartment complex where they allow pets...because i would LOVE a golden retreiver or chocolate lab.  i love dogs...big ones, mostly.  poodles are on my hit list (along with cats).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, i'm sitting in the kitchen, eating my leftovers...and my brother starts talking to the dog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaron: "we're going to make an athiest out of you, holly. ... mwa hahaha" &lt;br /&gt;me: (laughing) "what are you talking about??"&lt;br /&gt;aaron: "she's going to miss her bed time prayers."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, seriously...my grandparents pray with their dog?  is that weird, or is it just me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--b&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381605-110718512452552214?l=designchic255.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/feeds/110718512452552214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381605&amp;postID=110718512452552214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/110718512452552214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/110718512452552214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/2005/01/puppy-prayers.html' title='puppy prayers?'/><author><name>bekah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04454832166585471868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381605.post-110701475764127919</id><published>2005-01-29T13:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-29T11:05:57.640-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"that's nice."</title><content type='html'>it's not often that i complain about living in the south.  afterall, we have &lt;em&gt;southern hospitality, fried chicken, sweet tea, stone mountian, coke, peaches.....&lt;/em&gt;and the list goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, when it comes to weather and traffic....i want to scream.  and die.  and say a lot of words that i really shouldn't be thinking in the first place.  last night it took me 25 minutes to drive a 5 minute stretch of road.  even worse, it took my father 2-1/2 hours to get back from midtown.  to put that into perspective...in the middle of the day where there is no traffic...it takes about 25 minutes to get there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why so much traffic?  it was sprinkling.  barely raining.  i'm not kidding.  no sleet, no hail, not even thunder or heavy winds.  no accidents, no crazy man running in the middle of the road...just a light shower and the forecast of ice for the NEXT DAY. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how do people go from light showers to panic and "WE'RE ALL GONNA DIE!!!"????&lt;br /&gt;it's pathetic.  totally, completely pathetic.  so if you're an atlanta driver who was driving at 10 mph on an open stretch of road last night, SHAME ON YOU.  get a grip on reality, people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"float away from me, float away."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry, people...i must have some kind of disorder, seeing that i rant about traffic too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--b&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381605-110701475764127919?l=designchic255.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/feeds/110701475764127919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381605&amp;postID=110701475764127919' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/110701475764127919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/110701475764127919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/2005/01/thats-nice.html' title='&quot;that&apos;s nice.&quot;'/><author><name>bekah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04454832166585471868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381605.post-110688891102527015</id><published>2005-01-28T03:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-28T00:08:31.026-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"umm..hello?"</title><content type='html'>"and we say what everyone says when they're cut off...."umm..hello??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"and i'm just driving down the road, and up comes a sign.  and i'm like, "you got it, sign.""&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay...i'm so tired i'm not really sure what i'm writing here.  is it me...or is it entirely too early in the quarter to be doing the whole 4 hours of sleep thing?  i'm really stressed out about this studio class, and really should be drawing right now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i keep getting questions about &lt;em&gt;the interview&lt;/em&gt;. *grin*  that was fun, though..i must admit!  well, this interview wasn't something i went out seeking.  i mean, never in my life did i make it a goal to be on the telly..i'm not really the big-personality type.  that's one reason i prolly won't get this.  ANYWAY....it was an interview with the HGTV show, "Designer Finals." i've never seen the show, to be honest.   i just got the chance to interview with them, and thought..."well, i can put it on a resume...and i've never done that before."  (this is how i live my life..."never done that before, let's try it." lol...)   i won't find out for a couple weeks...and i highly doubt anything will come of it.  it was just fun. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sleepy eyes*&lt;br /&gt;--b&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381605-110688891102527015?l=designchic255.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/feeds/110688891102527015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381605&amp;postID=110688891102527015' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/110688891102527015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/110688891102527015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/2005/01/ummhello.html' title='&quot;umm..hello?&quot;'/><author><name>bekah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04454832166585471868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381605.post-110662312811268908</id><published>2005-01-24T22:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-24T22:18:48.113-05:00</updated><title type='text'>THE interview.</title><content type='html'>the interview &lt;em&gt;happened &lt;/em&gt;today.  i won't find out anything for a couple of weeks...but i think it went well.  in spite of that, i seriously doubt that it will develop further due to the hugemongous number of people being interviewed.  i won't really be dissapointed if i don't 'get it' (just because it's so bizarre), but i would be thrilled if i did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;who knows&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.  :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, if you don't know what i'm talking about...you'll find out in two weeks :-) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my guy. :-(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--b&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381605-110662312811268908?l=designchic255.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/feeds/110662312811268908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381605&amp;postID=110662312811268908' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/110662312811268908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/110662312811268908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/2005/01/interview.html' title='THE interview.'/><author><name>bekah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04454832166585471868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381605.post-110632932941211795</id><published>2005-01-21T12:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-21T12:42:51.836-05:00</updated><title type='text'>*cough*</title><content type='html'>i have been coughing for a week now. i think i caught something on the plane TO colorado springs...which turned out to be not so cool for my lungs in Keystone.&lt;br /&gt;i had a fabulous time hanging out with the chapmans last week (as always!!). they're so much fun... little princess h. is the cutest girl!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"does bekah know more than you?" --h to mary&lt;br /&gt;"are you &lt;em&gt;even &lt;/em&gt;going to miss mark?" --h to me&lt;br /&gt;"mary has the most wonderfullest face in the world." --h&lt;br /&gt;"do bunnies hibernate?" -h&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on saturday morning, we got up at...4:00...to get tdub, jon and steph at the airport. so ben and mark took ben's car...and mary and i climbed into patrick's car and drove up to denver....haha.&lt;br /&gt;"parts, parts..." (singing/dancing with commercials is good entertianment). we got to the airport, and i jumped out of the car, running past everyone singing "hiiiiiiii.....gottaaa gooooooo....." as we walked through the airport, mary pointed out the water fountains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rest of the trip up to dillon was great...dane cook is super funny and kept us laughing the whole way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"f bees, man...f bees. i'd punch all the bees in the face."&lt;br /&gt;"don't float over me while i'm dying in the abyss!"&lt;br /&gt;"float away from me, float away."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway....we went skiing and I CANT WAIT TO GO BACK!!!!!!!! i didn't fall...even once. i've improved so much since last year (um, since i've been practicing like...all the time here in atlanta...yeah.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we all had a great break skiing with friends and playing crazy ivan at night. and now i'm going to get back to working....(you know it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--b&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381605-110632932941211795?l=designchic255.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/feeds/110632932941211795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381605&amp;postID=110632932941211795' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/110632932941211795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/110632932941211795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/2005/01/cough.html' title='*cough*'/><author><name>bekah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04454832166585471868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381605.post-110512485501380761</id><published>2005-01-07T13:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-07T14:07:35.013-05:00</updated><title type='text'>almost brunette...</title><content type='html'>hair appointment disaster of the year (and it's only January) turned me nearly brunette.  AND I LOVE IT!  *smile*  i may have been a few minutes late for my 11:00 meeting with my boss, but hey...i got a cute hair color out of it.  it's amazing how much this color changes my colors for makeup!!  i can now wear that dark, sexy lipstick and not look like a freaky clown.  i think i'm enjoying having this darker color.  but don't worry, your blonde friend will always be blonde at heart...and in the summer!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this new color actually looks more natural on me.  my eyebrows are a dark brown, but my hair is naturally light blonde.  now, my hair somewhat matches my eyebrows and looks more natural.  how weird is that?  the first time i color my hair it looks more natural than it started out to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodness...the delta hold music is obnoxious...*moans*  TEN minutes....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"music is the most perfect form of art" --my smart brother (and prolly someone else who is also smart). i think he's right...music touches the human soul in ways that visual and literary art do not.  it makes an instant connection with you, even if you hate the song.&lt;br /&gt;okay..my phone call is over...&lt;br /&gt;gotta run!&lt;br /&gt;--b&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381605-110512485501380761?l=designchic255.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/feeds/110512485501380761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381605&amp;postID=110512485501380761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/110512485501380761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/110512485501380761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/2005/01/almost-brunette.html' title='almost brunette...'/><author><name>bekah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04454832166585471868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381605.post-110481102041412839</id><published>2005-01-03T22:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-03T22:57:00.413-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I just love people.</title><content type='html'>let me complain for just a minute here.  there are lots of ways to get me ticked off while working with me...&lt;br /&gt;1-complain about having to wait on a table b/c you are enjoying yourself too much talking with friends.  um...like i care???  i'm just doing &lt;strong&gt;my &lt;/strong&gt;job.&lt;br /&gt;2-try to get the guy at the closest section to take the table for you...nevermind that he already has 5 tables and is behind.  i guess your friends are more important than his sanity.&lt;br /&gt;3-complain to my coworker, "when i say no more tables, i mean it"...when you never actually said it in the first place and you're just trying to validate your raunchy attitude.&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*  she's so not my favorite.&lt;br /&gt;oh, and..&lt;br /&gt;4-follow me around and flirt with me.  i don't think it's funny, and i don't care if you do or not.  i'm not there to entertain you...and just because i'm nice to you dosen't give you a license to bug me.&lt;br /&gt;ok, well, he's not all that bad as long as he's minding his own business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's not a bad job...i usually enjoy it.  i just find that people can be extremely irritable and it's contagious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;done with the whining...thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got an awesome sweater at Target today on the sales rack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--b&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381605-110481102041412839?l=designchic255.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/feeds/110481102041412839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381605&amp;postID=110481102041412839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/110481102041412839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/110481102041412839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/2005/01/i-just-love-people.html' title='I just love people.'/><author><name>bekah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04454832166585471868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381605.post-110416297829952038</id><published>2004-12-27T10:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-28T15:06:47.026-05:00</updated><title type='text'>2004</title><content type='html'>Reviewing 2004:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Favorite Memory:&lt;/strong&gt; The excitement and anticipation of Ring Dance *smile*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jobs Held:&lt;/strong&gt; Tutored Kindergarten, Georgia Right to Life, worked for Focus on the Family partially, Parade of Homes (CO), Design Assistant, LongHorn, and Sub Teaching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bad Job Memories: &lt;/strong&gt;Green dots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Calorie Count: &lt;/strong&gt;__________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;New Adventures:&lt;/strong&gt; Rock climbing and skiing ...living with a bunch of gals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Favorite Books:&lt;/strong&gt; Bridget Jones' Diary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best Movies of 2004:&lt;/strong&gt; Napolean Dynamite, BJ: Edge of Reason, Spiderman2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Worst Movies '04: &lt;/strong&gt;Raising Helen (did it ever end??), Alexander&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sad Moment...&lt;/strong&gt;Leaving Colorado...*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;New Discoveries: &lt;/strong&gt;Jamba Juice, Jem, Rogue Wave, Keane, Yellowcard, Cocoa Butter, designsponge blogs, my love for magazines, Quizznos Subs, ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Favorite Christmas Gift:&lt;/strong&gt;  MY GUSTER SHORTS *big smile*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;New Food-Love:&lt;/strong&gt; Mexican Lime Soup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will finish later.&lt;br /&gt;-b&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381605-110416297829952038?l=designchic255.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/feeds/110416297829952038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381605&amp;postID=110416297829952038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/110416297829952038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/110416297829952038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/2004/12/2004.html' title='2004'/><author><name>bekah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04454832166585471868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381605.post-110391003793274294</id><published>2004-12-24T15:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-24T12:40:37.933-05:00</updated><title type='text'>don't wanna.</title><content type='html'>is it so terrible that i don't want to work on christmas eve?  sheesh, and i have a cold, too.&lt;br /&gt;but i'm going...cold or not. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to finish the christmas shopping this morning.  it's not really crowded at the mall on christmas eve!  it's really sad to see a mall that i always thought of as "nice" go downhill so fast.  in my short life, it has dramatically lost its' flavor.  the big department stores have pathetic displays and not much in stock....the more upper-end stores are going completley out of business and being replaced by ...well, tacky fountian-tasteless art-purple flamingo stores (yes, i said, "purple flamingos"). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--b&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381605-110391003793274294?l=designchic255.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/feeds/110391003793274294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381605&amp;postID=110391003793274294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/110391003793274294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://www.family.org/fmedia/broadcast/a0034914.cfm"&gt;http://www.family.org/fmedia/broadcast/a0034914.cfm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381605-110359148880346924?l=designchic255.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/feeds/110359148880346924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381605&amp;postID=110359148880346924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/110359148880346924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/110359148880346924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/2004/12/stephs-broadcast.html' title='steph&apos;s broadcast'/><author><name>bekah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04454832166585471868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381605.post-110356243817104627</id><published>2004-12-20T11:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-20T12:07:18.170-05:00</updated><title type='text'>online *cough* payments?</title><content type='html'>explain to me why online payments through my school are not recorded in our files at student accounts?? &lt;br /&gt;again, another example of the PITIFUL administration at my school.  it's embarrasing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a fun weekend celebrating the holidays and watching my fav funny movie guy....owen wilson :-D  i just love his voice.  it just makes me laugh!!  it's awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"man, these guns are weird, yeah, i dunno..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"it's a miracle!  i'm invincible!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"we don't steal from women!  i'm sorry ma'm..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;matt damon...another funny guy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"do you really think we should be the kind of organization that labels people?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"am i the only one who has a problem with stealing from a guy who is...basically handicapped?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol...good stuff!&lt;br /&gt;oh,  and another good movie quote... (not so much a great movie, but good quote)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"rock music is evil!"&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, my friends...hollywood *must* have had experiences with ATI..the woman in this movie "shake, rattle and rock" (or something) with Renee Z., resembled much of what we all know as the highly-conservative @#$* *(#@ &amp;*$#(%$ *(!)@$  ATI types. *smile*&lt;br /&gt;[don't try to see the movie...it's an old Renee movie...low budget...poor acting...really gross old guys...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywho...i have a lot of Christmas shopping to do today...yippee!  (eh, not!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tootles&lt;br /&gt;--b&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381605-110356243817104627?l=designchic255.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/feeds/110356243817104627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381605&amp;postID=110356243817104627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/110356243817104627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/110356243817104627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/2004/12/online-cough-payments.html' title='online *cough* payments?'/><author><name>bekah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04454832166585471868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381605.post-110317332397038001</id><published>2004-12-16T02:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-16T00:02:03.970-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"everyone is get, get, get"</title><content type='html'>i am so happy to announce that i have completed my very last final project.  on to the presentation tomorrow night.  as soon as that is over, i will be relaxing in the theatre...enjoying the blessedness of FREEDOM. *big grin*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have yet to start my Christmas shopping.  it is definitley going to be a charlie brown christmas this year!  i want to give so many gifts (i usually over do it...it's stupid and ridiculous).  but i think this year, a tight budget is going to be a good thing for me.  i'll have to be pretty creative, but that makes it all the more fun, no?  i am DREADING the malls...and i pretty much have vowed not to go to lenox.  i'm not going to stand in line with the yuppie women who love to block traffic up peachtree rd. to get to their precious mall.  gosh.  in the middle of the day!!!  *moans* don't they have better things to do than spend huge amounts of their husband's money on things from LENOX?  goodness, that place is over-priced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a beautiful quote from C.S. Lewis...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Do you think it all meant nothing, all the longing? The longing for home? ... All my life the God of the Mountain has been wooing me. Oh, look up at least once before the end and wish me joy. I am going to my lover. Do you not see now?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--b&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381605-110317332397038001?l=designchic255.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/feeds/110317332397038001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381605&amp;postID=110317332397038001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/110317332397038001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/110317332397038001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/2004/12/everyone-is-get-get-get.html' title='&quot;everyone is get, get, get&quot;'/><author><name>bekah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04454832166585471868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381605.post-110304879419231077</id><published>2004-12-14T13:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-14T13:26:34.193-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ehhh</title><content type='html'>i've always been one to enjoy trying new foods.  but as i tried this truffle....THING this morning, i realized that maybe it's not always a good idea to try food without knowing what it is.&lt;br /&gt;i spent the next 15 minutes in the bathroom over a dirty toilet.  nice way to start an already stressful day.  just thot you guys might want to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something i discovered while working on my retail project...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.loveisthecure.org"&gt;www.loveisthecure.org&lt;/a&gt; is a wonderful website by amy michelson, gown designer.  what a cool way to give!!  her designs are beautiful...i want one so bad...just to dress up in...maybe in a different color as to not confuse people *grin*  (i can just see myself in that Friends episode along with rachel and phoebe *laugh*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--b&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381605-110304879419231077?l=designchic255.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/feeds/110304879419231077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381605&amp;postID=110304879419231077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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re-group and realize that i've left two other aspects of a project half done.&lt;br /&gt;i'm totally scatter brained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, fun story.  sunday afternoon i was stressing out over finals and all the work that i have to accomplish this week.  so i make my way off to work, thinking: "sunday nights aren't usually as hectic as fri and sat...hopefully this will run smoothly."  heh, not.  i walk in the door to find that servers were revolting, managers were pulling their hair out, we were out of the lobster tail, and there was a banquet of 80 people.  yes, eighty.  8-0.  not only a banquet of 80 people, but a banquet that involved &lt;em&gt;cheerleaders&lt;/em&gt; (everyone knows how much i adore the type...ha.).  save me.  on top of this, they all decide to &lt;em&gt;seat themselves&lt;/em&gt; anywhere they pleased...&lt;em&gt;block traffic&lt;/em&gt;....and frustrate the rest of the guests.  my favorite was the lady who thought it was fun to block the gentleman in the wheelchair from getting to his table.  and her very sweet reply, "i'll stand wherever i want to stand."  sometimes i'm surprised my tounge is still in tact.  why are people, WOMEN in particular, so incredibly difficult and b%#*chy?  the control freaks.  the snobs.  the cheerleaders.  the gossips.  the incredibly materialistic types. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really do love people.  just not all the time. *smile*&lt;br /&gt;--b&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381605-110298810798624672?l=designchic255.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/feeds/110298810798624672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381605&amp;postID=110298810798624672' title='53 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/110298810798624672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/110298810798624672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/2004/12/add.html' title='add'/><author><name>bekah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04454832166585471868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>53</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381605.post-110291395173607698</id><published>2004-12-13T03:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-12T23:59:11.736-05:00</updated><title type='text'>money well spent</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.worldonfire.ca/"&gt;http://www.worldonfire.ca/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is amazing...a must see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381605-110291395173607698?l=designchic255.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/feeds/110291395173607698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381605&amp;postID=110291395173607698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/110291395173607698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/110291395173607698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/2004/12/money-well-spent.html' title='money well spent'/><author><name>bekah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04454832166585471868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381605.post-110286887589746449</id><published>2004-12-12T13:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-12T11:27:55.896-05:00</updated><title type='text'>crash</title><content type='html'>i'm so ready to crash.  being super lazy, lounging around in my sweatshirt, where i SHOULD be finishing a bunch of drawings for final projects due TUESDAY!  i'm so stressed out, and yet have absolutely no motivation to do anything.  i've been working my butt off 25/7 ;-) and yet many late nights await. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somebody wanna finish these for me?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off to drawings...&lt;br /&gt;*MOAN*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--b&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381605-110286887589746449?l=designchic255.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/feeds/110286887589746449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381605&amp;postID=110286887589746449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/110286887589746449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/110286887589746449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/2004/12/crash.html' title='crash'/><author><name>bekah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04454832166585471868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381605.post-110239820376824959</id><published>2004-12-07T04:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-07T00:43:23.770-05:00</updated><title type='text'>confessions</title><content type='html'>i was thinking tonite how great it is to be able to have 'music confessions' with your best friend, knowing that she won't laugh her head off at you.  we had such a discussion tonight...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: "as much as i hated avril lavigne in her first cd, you wouldn't believe how many times i've listened to her new one this week.  she's awesome!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bond: "well, as much as i never thot i'd hear you say that, i have an even worse confession..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, my friends, it was most definitley a worse confession.  prince: greatest hits?  i still smirk when i think about it *grin*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other news, i've recently come to love Rogue Wave, Keane, and Jem.  check 'em out, people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am convinced that God did not create me to sit in front of a computer...at a desk...for hours upon hours.  my mind wanders...i get jittery....i can't sit...i must eat...i must move...i must dance...SOMETHIN'.  this will go on my list of 'reasons i am a designer.'  i am working on a CAD project...which took me a good 8 hours today (*so* glad they didn't call me into work this morning), and i am sure will take me equally as long tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, people...time to get back to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--b&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381605-110239820376824959?l=designchic255.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/feeds/110239820376824959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381605&amp;postID=110239820376824959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/110239820376824959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/110239820376824959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/2004/12/confessions.html' title='confessions'/><author><name>bekah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04454832166585471868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381605.post-110214003592375013</id><published>2004-12-04T04:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-04T01:00:35.923-05:00</updated><title type='text'>stupid, stupid drivers</title><content type='html'>my thrity min. commute today took an hour.  here's why:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  yuppie women think that christmas is the best thing ever.  yes, an excuse to go to LENOX and spend hubby's money on ridiculous crap...and CAUSE TRAFFIC JAMS.  (my 3-5 minute stretch of road took 20 mins).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  big 16-wheeler trucks think it's cool to whip in and out of traffic and NOT USE BLINKERS.  thank you very much (HE nearly hit ME...yet i was the one who took the step to avoid an accident.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  ambulances that just won't wait for traffic.  for example, ambulance drives just around the speed limit down a road.  get to major intersection.  decides they don't want to wait.  turn on lights and cross intersection.  turn lights off.  go on merry way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  IDIOT.  $*@#$&amp;#*$&amp;amp;#@&amp;$*#@&amp;amp;$*#7 . Mr. LEFT HAND TURN ONLY LANE decides he wants to take a RIGHT on RED and cross over three lanes of traffic (on RED, mind you) and CUT ME OFF in the process.  All the while I'm honking my horn like crazy.  (how many traffic violations is that?  i'd arrest him immediately.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  another mr. DOSENT KNOW HOW TO MERGE...runs me off the road...just because.  who knows?  not really sure why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  slow drivers.  slow slow slow.  goes 15 mph through a 45 zone.  thank you very much.  my one stretch of open road and you decide to ruin it for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and&lt;br /&gt;7.  slam on your breaks in the middle of a huge puddle and cause me to hydroplane.  thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i'm a very bitter, stressed out driver sometimes.  lol.  i'm aggressive and if you dare do something stupid like the above, i will honk my horn at you like you've never heard before...and i won't stop till everyone around is looking at you and thinking, "gosh, what an idiot!"  of course, they may think the same about me, but frankly, i don't care.  you're the stupid one.  and YES...all of the above (except number 7) happened on my "30 minute commute."  what a nice way to shift from job/school to 2nd job.  angry and on caffiene. *grin*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not all as mean and cruel and selfish as i sound.  not always.  *smile*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381605-110214003592375013?l=designchic255.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/feeds/110214003592375013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381605&amp;postID=110214003592375013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/110214003592375013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/110214003592375013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/2004/12/stupid-stupid-drivers.html' title='stupid, stupid drivers'/><author><name>bekah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04454832166585471868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381605.post-110209150434704656</id><published>2004-12-03T11:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-03T11:31:44.346-05:00</updated><title type='text'>not 'nough nap time.</title><content type='html'>i've got two 1-hour breaks today inbetween jobs, meetings, and school (my 7am to 10pm workday)...how much does that stink?  i mean, i could use a nap right now so badly.  instead, i'm sitting here, sipping coffee and typing in a blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finals are in two weeks!!!  i'm definitley investing in double shots! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--b&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381605-110209150434704656?l=designchic255.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/feeds/110209150434704656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381605&amp;postID=110209150434704656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/110209150434704656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/110209150434704656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/2004/12/not-nough-nap-time.html' title='not &apos;nough nap time.'/><author><name>bekah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04454832166585471868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381605.post-110193506656063796</id><published>2004-12-01T19:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-01T16:04:26.560-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the fabulous fox</title><content type='html'>i'm off to the fox tonite for a historic preservation tour...how cool is that??&lt;br /&gt;i was at school late last night working on some CAD drawings...got there at 7am this morning...worked my butt off in class...man, i'm tired.  i still have several drawings due by next week.  i mean SEVERAL.  *sighs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm feeling slightly overwhelmed at the moment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--b&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381605-110193506656063796?l=designchic255.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/feeds/110193506656063796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381605&amp;postID=110193506656063796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/110193506656063796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/110193506656063796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/2004/12/fabulous-fox.html' title='the fabulous fox'/><author><name>bekah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04454832166585471868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381605.post-110184151840446596</id><published>2004-11-30T17:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-30T14:05:18.406-05:00</updated><title type='text'>elegant.</title><content type='html'>elegant.  so many design concepts for that one single word.  eliminating to find the best fit for my "retail space" is the hard part.  gosh, why does brainstorming have to be so fun?  i could totally get carried away...but then i have to get down to the technical part...the practical, tangible, organizational concepts.  which is also fun...it just tends to squash my creativity (or atleast bring me back down to reality :-p).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people, i just realized there's only two weeks left of classes.  which is very relieving...yet completely overwhelming.  (you mean i have to get THAT done in two weeks?!)  time to buckle down and get busy. *forsees* late nights...red bull...double shots (of the espresso sort *wink*)...foam core...lol....must everything involve foam core?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUSTER ON ICE ROCKS!&lt;br /&gt;**Brian's State Song is the BESTEST&lt;br /&gt;**the cowboy is disturbing.&lt;br /&gt;**"he's so the guster mom."&lt;br /&gt;**"you made us play in your living room."&lt;br /&gt;**"isn't that where you **** uncontrollably?"&lt;br /&gt;**"you wouldn't believe what just happened in here."&lt;br /&gt;**"i'm thinking: ALERT!  ALERT!  Red, yellow....maybe some orange...flash, flash, flash."&lt;br /&gt;**Brian...the fruit roll up...the coffee table....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go see Guster on Ice.  You won't regret it. :-p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381605-110184151840446596?l=designchic255.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/feeds/110184151840446596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381605&amp;postID=110184151840446596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/110184151840446596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/110184151840446596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/2004/11/elegant.html' title='elegant.'/><author><name>bekah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04454832166585471868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381605.post-110116795970451094</id><published>2004-11-22T22:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-22T18:59:19.703-05:00</updated><title type='text'>i eat buffalo.</title><content type='html'>unlike a certian jessica [ditzy...stupid....slut....] simpson, i am craving &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;buffalo wings&lt;/span&gt; (ERR...CHICKEN wings, sweetie.).  man, i'd give anything for some medium wings right now.  but alas, i'm stuck here...in the studio...working on drawings and boards.  not that i'm complaining or anything...i've just been doing it for ten hours.  heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TWO MORE DAYS till .... well, you guess. *big grin*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381605-110116795970451094?l=designchic255.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/feeds/110116795970451094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381605&amp;postID=110116795970451094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/110116795970451094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/110116795970451094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/2004/11/i-eat-buffalo.html' title='i eat buffalo.'/><author><name>bekah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04454832166585471868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381605.post-110118033038427628</id><published>2004-11-22T22:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-22T22:25:30.383-05:00</updated><title type='text'>S.O.I.D.s</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.telefish.net/Public/soids.html"&gt;this &lt;/a&gt;will no doubt have you laughing if you're in any way related to or an interior designer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381605-110118033038427628?l=designchic255.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/feeds/110118033038427628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381605&amp;postID=110118033038427628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/110118033038427628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/110118033038427628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/2004/11/soids.html' title='S.O.I.D.s'/><author><name>bekah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04454832166585471868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381605.post-110118707617502878</id><published>2004-11-22T03:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-23T00:17:56.176-05:00</updated><title type='text'>liquid nails</title><content type='html'>liquid nails rocks.  and spray mount is forever.  never throw away foam core, and xacto knives suck.  invest in better knives.  keep knife collection in same place.  be more thankful for printers.  block lettering is only fun after so long.  retail spaces are facinating. will always and forever need more storage space.  re-use old, ugly, useless boards. spending too much time in my studio makes me a freak.  thus, this post. --b&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381605-110118707617502878?l=designchic255.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/feeds/110118707617502878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381605&amp;postID=110118707617502878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/110118707617502878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/110118707617502878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/2004/11/liquid-nails.html' title='liquid nails'/><author><name>bekah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04454832166585471868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381605.post-110098178360797426</id><published>2004-11-20T16:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-20T15:16:23.606-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"welcome to my life"  (wah.)</title><content type='html'>i'd just like to know who enjoys listening to songs about pre-teens (or ppl who haven't grown out of this stage) whining about their lives.  whoever wrote this song is obnoxious!  haha...don't we hear enough whining every day?&lt;br /&gt;putting it into musical form only makes me want to hurt somebody.  *grin*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381605-110098178360797426?l=designchic255.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><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-8381605.post-110089435843348324</id><published>2004-11-19T17:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-19T14:59:18.433-05:00</updated><title type='text'>people, please put your lil girls in carseats.</title><content type='html'>driving down the road...some idiot from CT thot it was cool to let their little girl run around the back seat without any kind of seatbelt.  i see this often and want to pull them over and chew 'em out.  my gosh, what a bunch of LOUSY parents.  lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;easedroping in starbucks...&lt;br /&gt;girl to guy: "what's wrong, having a bad day?"&lt;br /&gt;guy: "yeah, it's been horrible.  let's just put it this way..GIRLS..  atleast guys are honest.  oh, the drama."&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to stand up and applaud.  'nough said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381605-110089435843348324?l=designchic255.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/feeds/110089435843348324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381605&amp;postID=110089435843348324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/110089435843348324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/110089435843348324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/2004/11/people-please-put-your-lil-girls-in.html' title='people, please put your lil girls in carseats.'/><author><name>bekah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04454832166585471868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381605.post-110084139238679436</id><published>2004-11-19T00:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-19T00:16:32.386-05:00</updated><title type='text'>design*sponge</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://designsponge.blogspot.com/"&gt;design*sponge&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381605-110084139238679436?l=designchic255.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/feeds/110084139238679436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381605&amp;postID=110084139238679436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/110084139238679436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/110084139238679436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/2004/11/designsponge.html' title='design*sponge'/><author><name>bekah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04454832166585471868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381605.post-110074802157004375</id><published>2004-11-17T22:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-17T22:20:21.570-05:00</updated><title type='text'>i got free lunch.</title><content type='html'>went to the binders gallery today to see our courtyard design...thrid place!  yipee!  hey, i mean, we totally threw it together, and we won 3rd.  i walked in there, like i knew what i was doing (i havent been to binders since my move to CO), and broswed through all the designs.   as i was studying one of them, this guy, who is apparently the owner of binders, asks me if i want a free lunch.   a few of the employees had jason's deli there...and they totally gave me a sandwich! yay!  of course, they only offered when i said that i wasn't able to make it to the party friday, but i had worked with the team that won 3rd place.  so yeah,  i got a free lunch.  how cool is that? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, it was a slow day.  but i'm going to choose to enjoy the little things in life. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took a two hour nap *sigh*  (only slept for under 4 hours last night, so it isn't so lazy afterall ;-))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, explain the whole "please be cocky and goof off wihle you're on the clock" concept.  somebody, please...i'm dyin' here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm really craving hot chicken wings right now, thanks to nick.  but now i'm also scared to drive.  hilarious story, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;retail design...an idea that is becoming more familiar and more intriguing every day.  i'm not sure that i have the "advertising" type of personality, but i think i could definitley design it.   i read today that 70% of a customer's decision to purchase an item is made inside the store.  that makes loads of sense, but i never really thought about it.  that means that less than 30% of outside advertising is effective in twisting someone's arm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the color red increases your appetite. by instinct, the colors yellow and black in a combination cause people to pull back.  explain anything about GT?  *wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381605-110074802157004375?l=designchic255.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/feeds/110074802157004375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381605&amp;postID=110074802157004375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/110074802157004375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/110074802157004375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/2004/11/i-got-free-lunch.html' title='i got free lunch.'/><author><name>bekah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04454832166585471868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381605.post-110055545896563968</id><published>2004-11-15T16:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-15T16:56:57.590-05:00</updated><title type='text'>my new favorite movie</title><content type='html'>"you have absolutley no new messages. not a single one. not even from your mother."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"don't worry about me. any single girl in London knows how to handle herself."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"the moment is gone, bridget." (no, no, no! let's start over!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the best scene is the guys fighting. they're so hysterical!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"what are you going to do? drown me in sixteen inches of water?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"pull the little thing! or you WILL die!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ski lift: *desperate cry* "but WHY?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rebecca: "i was the one that suggusted this resort. i've been coming here since i was eleven."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bridget: "three whole years."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"and my legs only come up to here."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381605-110055545896563968?l=designchic255.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/feeds/110055545896563968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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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-8381605.post-110027835299654645</id><published>2004-11-12T15:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-12T11:52:32.996-05:00</updated><title type='text'>you've got to be kidding.</title><content type='html'>so the doctor says, "eat bland food."  me?  bland food?  yeah, right.  he didn't say coffee, though *wink*&lt;br /&gt;so i eat chili (i refrained from adding tabasco or habereno sauce... believe it or not....hey, at least i'm trying.), and a big cup of coffee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the good news is that he dosen't think i have an ulcer...yet! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;comforting words of friends:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i thought only old men got ulcers."&lt;br /&gt;"don't you think maybe it's stress?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the best...&lt;br /&gt;"you should relax.  let's go see bridget jones!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate georgia winter time.  it's just cold.  and rain.  and cold and rain.  i hate rain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381605-110027835299654645?l=designchic255.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/feeds/110027835299654645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381605&amp;postID=110027835299654645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/110027835299654645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/110027835299654645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/2004/11/youve-got-to-be-kidding.html' title='you&apos;ve got to be kidding.'/><author><name>bekah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04454832166585471868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381605.post-110011623329126749</id><published>2004-11-10T06:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-10T14:50:33.290-05:00</updated><title type='text'>as good as it gets </title><content type='html'>4 hours of sleep, one cup of coffee, 5 hour midterm. &lt;br /&gt;oh, did i mention CAD?&lt;br /&gt;yay, day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381605-110011623329126749?l=designchic255.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/feeds/110011623329126749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381605&amp;postID=110011623329126749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/110011623329126749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/110011623329126749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/2004/11/as-good-as-it-gets.html' title='as good as it gets '/><author><name>bekah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04454832166585471868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381605.post-110003016156003864</id><published>2004-11-09T17:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-09T14:56:01.560-05:00</updated><title type='text'>feelin' accomplished!</title><content type='html'>i actually finished by board by 2:30 this afternoon like i had planned.  i think this is the first time a board has been done on time for me...&lt;br /&gt;still though...got a midterm in the morning.  bright and early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok ,this is really boring and i have a lot of work to do... just needed to make that announcement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381605-110003016156003864?l=designchic255.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><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-8381605.post-109967907904972914</id><published>2004-11-05T16:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-05T13:24:39.050-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"why they changed it, i can't say..."</title><content type='html'>most definitley got that they might be giants song stuck in the head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;studying for a CAD midterm...oh my gosh, i'm so not a CAD girl.  i get it...but i don't like it so much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"everything sticks like a broken record.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381605-109967907904972914?l=designchic255.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/feeds/109967907904972914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381605&amp;postID=109967907904972914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/109967907904972914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/109967907904972914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/2004/11/why-they-changed-it-i-cant-say.html' title='&quot;why they changed it, i can&apos;t say...&quot;'/><author><name>bekah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04454832166585471868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381605.post-109950999363939288</id><published>2004-11-03T05:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-03T14:26:33.640-05:00</updated><title type='text'>for the *luv* of design</title><content type='html'>i hate...&lt;br /&gt;rainy nights downtown...especially when a board and presentation are due!&lt;br /&gt;working on a board for countless hours, only to have it ripped apart in critique a few hours later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love...&lt;br /&gt;being downtown in the early morning, stopping for a cup of coffee, and seeing my professor's work in elle decor magazine!&lt;br /&gt;seeing my boards improve...over time. &lt;br /&gt;finishing a project early&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, President Bush!  4 more years! *big grin*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-8381605.post-109867895889617916</id><published>2004-10-25T03:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-25T00:35:58.896-04:00</updated><title type='text'>sleep.  it's a beautiful thing.</title><content type='html'>fell asleep today and woke up three hours later.  i'm guessing that's a sign that i was tired?  can't think of a time that i have ever slept for that long in the middle of the day. &lt;br /&gt;anyway, got some assignments due this week...school is starting to get busy!  somehow the dean of our dept. decided that my class should design this courtyard by november 4th...only a few weeks away.  we'll see how this turns out!  kinda rushed, but who knows, it could be a brilliant design and they might actually build it.  how cool would that be??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got some notebook work to do....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381605-109867895889617916?l=designchic255.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/feeds/109867895889617916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381605&amp;postID=109867895889617916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/109867895889617916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/109867895889617916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/2004/10/sleep-its-beautiful-thing.html' title='sleep.  it&apos;s a beautiful thing.'/><author><name>bekah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04454832166585471868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381605.post-109811697349072603</id><published>2004-10-18T15:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-18T12:29:33.490-04:00</updated><title type='text'>of hockey sticks and french 4</title><content type='html'>i would not suggust riding around a resturaunt on a hockey stick w/ a cowboy hat on your birthday.  it was **quite** embarrasing, if not a little scarry (and strange...and ehh..).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mary and i went to the video rental place last night, and as soon as we walked in the door, dustin yells out, "hey mary!  are you taking french 4?"  i must have totally embarrased mary, b/c i was laughing SO hard i had to turn my head and "look at the kids videos."  i know he must've noticed that i was laughing at him.  i think that boy has a problem...he can't seem to remember that he asks her the same question EVERY time she goes to the store.  he's fun to laugh at, though.  we ran into the corner of the store, bursting in giggles...i know they're watching the security cam right now, as they look up phone numbers for professional "help."  what a nite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, i've been working and starting school.  i'm a little dissapointed that i won't be able to design a loft this quarter.  they've decided they'd rather us design the courtyard outside the new interior design dept. building.  which makes me really wonder...cuz that's not exactly an interior. :-p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, well, i've got some school stuff to get done before work tonite.  adios----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-8381605.post-109729111268022006</id><published>2004-10-09T02:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-08T23:05:12.680-04:00</updated><title type='text'>don't it make you sad...</title><content type='html'>isn't it funny how regardless of how well things are going in your life, when someone you love is down, you're depressed yourself?  you get aggrivated because there's nothing you can do to make the situation brighter for them...so you get down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the saddest part is that i can't even be there to give a hug. :-( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381605-109729111268022006?l=designchic255.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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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-8381605.post-109720407818129982</id><published>2004-10-08T00:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-07T22:54:38.180-04:00</updated><title type='text'>longhorn</title><content type='html'>got another job today at Longhorn Steakhouse.  i'm excited...but at the same time overwhelemed by all the new responsibilities that will be headed my way next week.  my weekend has already pretty much filled up by now. &lt;br /&gt;my mom took me on a shopping spree for my birthday tonight.  i came home with some new clothes, and lots of little accessories that were CHEAP on sale. *grin*  it was nice b/c i am really low on money and need new clothes for jobs, etc.&lt;br /&gt;someone please explain to me why on EARTH the constitution party even exists (along with all those other meaningless parties).  they are completely void of REASON and COMMON SENSE.  it's either going to be bush or kerry.  get over it!  vote for the "lesser evil."  i would rather my vote count toward something.  *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;alright...i've only got a few precious days left before the chaos begins. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381605-109720407818129982?l=designchic255.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/feeds/109720407818129982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381605&amp;postID=109720407818129982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/109720407818129982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/109720407818129982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/2004/10/longhorn.html' title='longhorn'/><author><name>bekah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04454832166585471868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381605.post-109702872911956658</id><published>2004-10-06T01:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-05T22:12:09.120-04:00</updated><title type='text'>under da sea...</title><content type='html'>*sigh*  i was listening to the little mermaid soundtrack on the way home from the gym tonite.  reminded me of how much i loved that movie as a kid.  "daddy, let's watch little mermaid!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got a job today :-)  after lots of searching and going crazy over scheduling...i finally got a job.  i'll be working as an assistant to a designer in atlanta.  how cool is that?!  i'm excited b/c i will be able to learn the administrative side of having your own firm...something i'd love to do someday myself.  you can't really learn that kind of thing in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't go to 7:22 tonight...bummer, yeah, i know.  i was going to...then i forgot.  and then i was busy.  so i didn't go.  man!  i won't be able to go back for awhile, either.  *sheds a tear*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i'm off to read.  getting my hair cut tomorrow!  i LOVE hair cuts.  *smile*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381605-109702872911956658?l=designchic255.blogspot.com' alt='' 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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-8381605.post-109650984950729129</id><published>2004-09-29T22:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-29T22:04:09.506-04:00</updated><title type='text'>october is great</title><content type='html'>why?&lt;br /&gt;1. october is the month that holds my birthday *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;2. october is breast cancer awareness month.  buy a tacky pink pin and support breast cancer awareness.  :-)&lt;br /&gt;visit www.komen.org !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381605-109650984950729129?l=designchic255.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/feeds/109650984950729129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>thanks to the hurricane, we have lots of rain in atlanta.  yipee...i just hate it. *pouts*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381605-109631784078616126?l=designchic255.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/feeds/109631784078616126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381605&amp;postID=109631784078616126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/109631784078616126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/109631784078616126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/2004/09/rain.html' title='rain '/><author><name>bekah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04454832166585471868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381605.post-109625209617875652</id><published>2004-09-27T01:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-26T22:28:16.176-04:00</updated><title type='text'>charleston</title><content type='html'>charleston is a sweet little place to visit.  i'm not too fond of tourists (though i suppose i was one myself ), so that's the only downfall to such a wonderful spot on the map.  i was thinking it would be a fun place to live at for a few months.  i wouldn't want to live there too long...it's super humid and hot!  but it would be fun for awhile :-) &lt;br /&gt;i had a nice weekend eating seafood and drinking sweet tea (my favorite southern treat!!) in charleston.  the beach out there is pretty nice, too. &lt;br /&gt;i have so many memories in charleston...it was hard to go anywhere without laughing.  the irish pub is still there!  i think my fav memories are...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--walking down the battery in the rain at 3am&lt;br /&gt;--running to the gazebo for no apparent reason...&lt;br /&gt;--that ALERT guy wearing Mary's high heels.  haha!&lt;br /&gt;--all my stupid quotes *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;--FLY LIKE AN EAGLE (the I-HOP dance w/ Mary)&lt;br /&gt;--making fun of the the funny surfer guy and then realizing that he was 'for real.'&lt;br /&gt;--eating at stranger's houses...the cute dog...the quaint porch swing...&lt;br /&gt;--"WHY DO I......." oh, nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;favorite columbia memories:&lt;br /&gt;--the 'cell phone porch' at our cabin @ the Y&lt;br /&gt;--the SWINGS!&lt;br /&gt;--throwing phil in the lake&lt;br /&gt;--the trip to the mall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would love to relive that trip.  i had so much fun, i was so stupid, and it was awesome. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to fly like an eagle...*dances*&lt;br /&gt;--bek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381605-109625209617875652?l=designchic255.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/feeds/109625209617875652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381605&amp;postID=109625209617875652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/109625209617875652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/109625209617875652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/2004/09/charleston.html' title='charleston'/><author><name>bekah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04454832166585471868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381605.post-109596962697774140</id><published>2004-09-23T16:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-23T16:00:26.976-04:00</updated><title type='text'>surprises</title><content type='html'>sometimes people surprise you...confuse you...dissapoint you....ok.  so i was surprised by someone today.  i was also infuriated by some people (not that i won't tell you who....AIU administration, particuarly Student Accounts and the Registrar's office...please, yes, DO spread gossip about them.  quickly.  and if you want to hurt them, that's okay, too!!  feel free :-)). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, that's about all i had to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381605-109596962697774140?l=designchic255.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/feeds/109596962697774140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381605&amp;postID=109596962697774140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/109596962697774140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/109596962697774140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/2004/09/surprises.html' title='surprises'/><author><name>bekah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04454832166585471868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381605.post-109563215968531373</id><published>2004-09-19T17:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-19T18:15:59.686-04:00</updated><title type='text'>worship?  anyone?</title><content type='html'>have you ever sat in an a church service where the people pull out the hymnal and sing solemnly as if at a funeral?  empty of emotion, they sing the words on the page, not comprehending (or caring to notice) the meaning of the lyrics.  that's about how i felt northpoint was this morning.  the band was wonderful, the songs meaningful, and yet the people starred at the screen.  i'm serious.  i don't think i heard a single person singing.  they all stood there with blank stares and almost in a vegetative state, as if they were on their couches watching saturday morning cartoons (minus the emotion).  which got me to thinking, if we really believed all this stuff we say we believe, why don't we have passionate worship?  it really bothered me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then came the time for "turn around and meet the person next to you...shake a hand or two" bit.  normally, i strike up conversation with someone, however small and meaningless it may be...but i quickly found out that they don't even care to know your name.   a quick handshake and a brisk "hi" was almost asking too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, of course, as usual, i ended up going on the sunday he didn't preach...the sunday where he introduces plans for a new building.  i have a knack for that somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and about half way through the sermon, i finally figured out that he wasn't actually there.  it was one of those hi-resolution things.  i was like, "oh my gosh, he's not there!  i JUST noticed."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, wow...that was a long post.  well, i'm off to the movies.  ta, ta!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381605-109563215968531373?l=designchic255.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/feeds/109563215968531373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381605&amp;postID=109563215968531373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/109563215968531373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/109563215968531373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/2004/09/worship-anyone.html' title='worship?  anyone?'/><author><name>bekah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04454832166585471868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381605.post-109555924332006411</id><published>2004-09-18T21:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-18T22:00:43.320-04:00</updated><title type='text'>what if...</title><content type='html'>THE question...came back to mind this evening.&lt;br /&gt;what if i believed that what i believe is really real?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381605-109555924332006411?l=designchic255.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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visiting northpoint community church tomorrow.  i'm excited, but it's not like me to attend megachurches...so we'll see.  you never know!!  i'm sure i'll update later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked the dogs today.  oh my gosh, i just love dogs.  i can't imagine life without them!  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381605-109555124839892248?l=designchic255.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://designchic255.blogspot.com/feeds/109555124839892248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381605&amp;postID=109555124839892248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381605/posts/default/109555124839892248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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