<?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-15020222</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:11:59.485-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Kick at the Darkness til it Bleeds Daylight</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickatthedarknesstilitbleedsdaylight.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15020222/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickatthedarknesstilitbleedsdaylight.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>chocolatejunkie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02494771411611333212</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>25</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15020222.post-115734152106686358</id><published>2006-09-04T00:26:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T00:45:21.086-03:00</updated><title type='text'>602 Queen Street</title><content type='html'>I'm finally all moved in to my new place.  I'm so happy living here so far.  I really like my room and how I have it set up, plus, it's not tiny like the room I had last year.  There's room to move around in my room without tripping over my bed or something... I could even have a small dance party in here.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also excited about living with my roommates.  Unlike last year, I'm living with friends that I know I get along with, and when we don't get along I know it won't be the end of the friendship.  I'm too close to my roommates to let silly arguments cause problems.  We've all been kind of all over the place the last couple days, so we haven't really had any time when we were all here and hanging out together, but I'm sure there will be plenty of those days in the months/years to come.  We also don't have the living room organized yet, so I'm sure once that's done we'll have some fierce veggie taco and movie nights.  Nothing beats veggie taco night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15020222-115734152106686358?l=kickatthedarknesstilitbleedsdaylight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickatthedarknesstilitbleedsdaylight.blogspot.com/feeds/115734152106686358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15020222&amp;postID=115734152106686358&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15020222/posts/default/115734152106686358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15020222/posts/default/115734152106686358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickatthedarknesstilitbleedsdaylight.blogspot.com/2006/09/602-queen-street.html' title='602 Queen Street'/><author><name>chocolatejunkie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02494771411611333212</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-15020222.post-115670606745785277</id><published>2006-08-27T15:08:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T16:14:27.776-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Julia + Andrea = JuAn... Julia - Andrea = sad</title><content type='html'>I don't have mono!  YAY!  I do, however, have a chest infection, but it's clearing up nicely with the help of antibiotics.  Only problem is I have to avoid dairy... not easy for a vegetarian who gets most of her protein from dairy sources.  It's only for a week though, then the antibiotics will be done and I can have all the calcium I want without it interfering in my getting better process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now to the real point of this post.  It's almost time for school to start again, but for the first time since I started school for the very first time, I'll be going to school without Andrea.  Seriously, for the past 18 Septembers I've seen Andrea on the first day of school, and there was never any question that she'd be there.  I never really depended on Andrea being there, we both always had other friends around and could make our way on our own, but it was always nice to know she'd be there for another year.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, though, we're going our separate ways.  Andrea's starting the Dental Hygiene program at Dal, and I'm staying at UPEI to begin my BEd.  Andrea's been in Halifax for the summer, and I've missed her.  Like I said in my last post, we used to spend our summers together.  The number of afternoons we spent at the pool or playing Sega are countless, and golden.  Once we got too old for the pool, we still weren't too old for mini golf and we laughed away many evenings down at the Causeway mastering those tricky holes.  (All that practice did pay off too, I got 2 holes-in-one in one round at the Causeway this summer.)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, starting school without Andrea isn't the same as spending my summer without her.  As we grew up and made other friends and had boyfriends, we spent less and less time together over the summers.  But there was always that reunion every September in the halls of Bluefield or KCI and we could pick up and carry on like always.  There were even people at school who couldn't keep straight which of us was Andrea and which was Julia because we were always together and they just knew us as "Andrea and Julia."  I feel like I'll be missing half of myself this year when I start school without Andrea, and I'll just be plain old Julia... I'll just be the Ju part of JuAn, Oolio without Oodrio, the brunette without the blonde.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'll finally make those CDs I promised Andrea so long ago.  See, I made a CD a while ago and called it "Good Times."  It was a collection of songs that all have special memories attached to them, whether they're specific memories like my brother dancing to "Rock Your Body" by Justin Timberlake, or just general memories of a certain part of my life like the Wonder Years Theme Song.  Andrea didn't mention it right away, but there was a definite lack of songs relating to the good times we had spent together.  Considering the number of good times we have had together, and how many years of good times we've had, there should have been more songs on that CD that were "Andrea and Julia" songs.  Once she pointed this out, I realized the error of my ways and set about making a "Andrea and Julia" CD.  Well... we spent a few hours thinking of and downloading songs, and now the CD is no longer a CD, but at least two.  I admit the music isn't the greatest, but come on, some of it dates back to when we were 6... who has good taste in music when they're 6?&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;A selection of "our" music includes: Santeria by Sublime (of course), Always by Bon Jovi, Dammit by Bon Jovi, Gel by Collective Soul, the entire No Boundaries CD, One Headlight by The Wallflowers (that's a big one haha... junior high memories there).  Like I said, not the most sophisticated selection of music, but it's what we grew up with and I'm not ashamed of it at all.  I'll have to make my own copies of these CDs and listen to them when I miss Andrea.  At least most of the songs aren't too sad, so hopefully they'll stop the tears from coming.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To stop from sounding too sad, I really am proud of Andrea and I'm glad that she's going to school at Dal.  I'll miss her, but I'd never try to keep her here just so I wouldn't miss her.  Like all of my friends, I'll miss them while they're gone, but I'll also be the first to tell them to leave the Island when they want to.  PEI is beautiful and great, and everyone and everything we know is here, but I'm glad my friends are mature enough to realize that leaving here is the best way to appreciate everything we have here.  I know they'll all be back, eventually, even just for a visit.  And when they come back, I'll be here waiting for them... unless I'm off learning to appreciate the Island myself.  After 18 years of growing up like sisters together, it's gonna take a lot to keep us apart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15020222-115670606745785277?l=kickatthedarknesstilitbleedsdaylight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickatthedarknesstilitbleedsdaylight.blogspot.com/feeds/115670606745785277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15020222&amp;postID=115670606745785277&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15020222/posts/default/115670606745785277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15020222/posts/default/115670606745785277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickatthedarknesstilitbleedsdaylight.blogspot.com/2006/08/julia-andrea-juan-julia-andrea-sad.html' title='Julia + Andrea = JuAn... Julia - Andrea = sad'/><author><name>chocolatejunkie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02494771411611333212</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-15020222.post-115559904471311860</id><published>2006-08-14T20:36:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T20:44:04.730-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Best Summer Ever</title><content type='html'>In three weeks the best summer of my life will be over.  While there have been some really shitty times this summer, there have been so many good times that no other summer could possibly compare.  Not that Andrea and I didn't have great summers spent at the pool in Cornwall... those were some good times, mo money and all.  But going to the pool every day and then buying junk food isn't the same as the time I've had this summer.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom and I agreed back in April or May that everybody has to have a party summer at some point, and this summer has been my party summer.  Being unemployed for the past month or so has helped in the partying department, although work didn't stop my partying very much, I just had to go to work hungover a lot.  Having the coolest boss ever when I was working definitely contributed to the greatness of my summer.  I actually miss the work I was doing, and I can't wait to get out to B.C. in two years to continue the work.  Between now and then I'll have to get through my education degree... and I'm not sure how that will go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of this being said about how great my summer has been, I'm more than ready to get back to school.  While going back to school means I won't be partying with the same people anymore, that's ok.  I'll still party with them, I'll just be partying with other people too.  The one thing that does make me sad about September getting closer is that Matt and Dave will be leaving.  They have made my summer much more fun than it would have been had they stayed in Edmonton, so I'm looking forward to Christmas time when they come home again.  Between now and September, there will be some major partying... I promised Dave he'd have the best birthday ever, and I'm sure there will be some pretty impressive going away parties for those brothers... they deserve it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15020222-115559904471311860?l=kickatthedarknesstilitbleedsdaylight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickatthedarknesstilitbleedsdaylight.blogspot.com/feeds/115559904471311860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15020222&amp;postID=115559904471311860&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15020222/posts/default/115559904471311860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15020222/posts/default/115559904471311860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickatthedarknesstilitbleedsdaylight.blogspot.com/2006/08/best-summer-ever.html' title='Best Summer Ever'/><author><name>chocolatejunkie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02494771411611333212</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-15020222.post-113928644898801655</id><published>2006-02-07T00:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T00:27:29.006-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I may be old, but I'm friggin happy</title><content type='html'>So, I'm 22.  I feel old.  As my boss told me today, this is the first birthday that's just a number.  When I turned 18 I was an adult and could vote, could drink at 19, 20 was when I was finally in my 20's, and 21 meant I could drink anywhere in the world.  Now I'm 22... it's not so special.  I just feel old.  I also feel quite drunk thanks to my good friends who bought me drinks at The Wave.  They bought me 3 Juggity Jugs and 3 shots... it's been a good birthday.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twenty-four hours ago I was pretty upset about my birthday.  Maybe not upset, but definitely not excited.  This is the first year that I haven't hopped out of bed on my birthday.  I actually slept in today because I deserved it goddamn it.  So all day I was kind of sad about being 22, but now it doesn't look so bad.  I have great friends who came out with me tonight, and we had a great time.  This has seriously been the best birthday ever.  I'm hoping the rest of the year will follow suit.  And now, I'm going to go to bed and hope that I can make it to my classes tomorrow... if not to class, at least to lab... since I have a test.  Friggin school, always interfering with my hangovers!  :-P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15020222-113928644898801655?l=kickatthedarknesstilitbleedsdaylight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickatthedarknesstilitbleedsdaylight.blogspot.com/feeds/113928644898801655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15020222&amp;postID=113928644898801655&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15020222/posts/default/113928644898801655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15020222/posts/default/113928644898801655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickatthedarknesstilitbleedsdaylight.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-may-be-old-but-im-friggin-happy.html' title='I may be old, but I&apos;m friggin happy'/><author><name>chocolatejunkie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02494771411611333212</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-15020222.post-113764489973025269</id><published>2006-01-19T00:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T00:28:19.746-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Best combo ever: Popcorn + Beer</title><content type='html'>So, it's been a while... but I'm slightly intoxicated and really should be in bed, so I figured this would be a good time to post.  I don't know why I feel so drunk, I really didn't drink much at all... just a couple beer.  That's right, I drink beer now.  I finally got over my gag-inducing memories of that night in second year at Myron's with Gill... and the three pitchers of beer... and my as yet quite inexperienced stomach emptying its contents all over the floor.  Oh yeah, that was a good night.  And even better was the hangover the next day with Mom taking good care of me, but all the while letting me know it was my own fault I couldn't move off of the couch... or maybe that was some other time... I can't remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the point is... well, there really is no point.  I'm just typing because I kind of enjoy the sound right now.  Clickety clickety.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15020222-113764489973025269?l=kickatthedarknesstilitbleedsdaylight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickatthedarknesstilitbleedsdaylight.blogspot.com/feeds/113764489973025269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15020222&amp;postID=113764489973025269&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15020222/posts/default/113764489973025269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15020222/posts/default/113764489973025269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickatthedarknesstilitbleedsdaylight.blogspot.com/2006/01/best-combo-ever-popcorn-beer.html' title='Best combo ever: Popcorn + Beer'/><author><name>chocolatejunkie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02494771411611333212</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-15020222.post-113011034868863262</id><published>2005-10-23T20:27:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T20:33:25.300-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Another weekend</title><content type='html'>Went out to Myron's again last night.  Another great night, but no pictures this time.  It was great to be out with my friends again, and a different group this time.  Quite a few Chem people came out last night, which was good since we never see each other anymore.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got home at four this morning... and had to sleep on top of my sheets instead of between them because I bought new sheets yesterday.  I was so excited about having brand new sheets that I put them on my bed, and didn't realize until my bed was made that the sheets had dyed my hands and the clothes I was wearing.  The sheets are red, so my hands were a nice shade of pink for the night, and a pair of my pj pants are now blue plaid with a tinge of pink around the knees.  I didn't want to sleep on the new sheets and wake up with a dyed face or something, and the roommates were doing laundry, so I just slept under a blanket I stole from the living room instead.  I did wash the sheets today, but our washing machine is acting up, so it didn't spin them very well before I put them in the dryer.  Now that the sheets are almost dry, the dryer is dyed a lovely shade of pink all over the inside.  I'm hoping it isn't permanent because I don't want to have to pay to replace the dryer, but I'm also hoping the colour doesn't come off on all of the clothes we put in there from now on.  Not quite sure what to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15020222-113011034868863262?l=kickatthedarknesstilitbleedsdaylight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickatthedarknesstilitbleedsdaylight.blogspot.com/feeds/113011034868863262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15020222&amp;postID=113011034868863262&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15020222/posts/default/113011034868863262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15020222/posts/default/113011034868863262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickatthedarknesstilitbleedsdaylight.blogspot.com/2005/10/another-weekend.html' title='Another weekend'/><author><name>chocolatejunkie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02494771411611333212</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-15020222.post-112951555416639927</id><published>2005-10-16T22:59:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T23:30:53.103-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Ashley!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So, we went out to celebrate Ashley's upcoming birthday last night. Went to Myron's (Moron's) and had a great time. Danced up a storm, and sweated &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a lot!&lt;/span&gt; Katie and I decided our mission for the evening was to take as many pictures with random people as we could. Here's a small sample:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6452/1377/1600/IMG_1022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6452/1377/320/IMG_1022.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Katie in her topsy turvy lint brush-loving pose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6452/1377/1600/IMG_1037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6452/1377/320/IMG_1037.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I just like this guy's hat... I'm not sure whose finger that is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6452/1377/1600/IMG_1020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6452/1377/320/IMG_1020.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Katie and I pre-Myron's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6452/1377/1600/IMG_1032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6452/1377/320/IMG_1032.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me nearly falling over and a couple guys... don't know who they are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6452/1377/1600/IMG_1035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6452/1377/320/IMG_1035.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How cool is this guy?  He's wearing a tux at Myron's!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6452/1377/1600/IMG_1028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6452/1377/320/IMG_1028.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I don't remember when this was... but apparently I was having a good time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6452/1377/1600/IMG_1026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6452/1377/320/IMG_1026.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Awww... me and the Birthday Girl sharing a kiss outside the bar.  Notice the lipstick marks on my cheek!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6452/1377/1600/IMG_1033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6452/1377/320/IMG_1033.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Katie and some guy... and his tongue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;There are many more pictures, but since I can't remember/never knew who the people in them were, let's just leave it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15020222-112951555416639927?l=kickatthedarknesstilitbleedsdaylight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickatthedarknesstilitbleedsdaylight.blogspot.com/feeds/112951555416639927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15020222&amp;postID=112951555416639927&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15020222/posts/default/112951555416639927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15020222/posts/default/112951555416639927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickatthedarknesstilitbleedsdaylight.blogspot.com/2005/10/happy-birthday-ashley.html' title='Happy Birthday Ashley!!'/><author><name>chocolatejunkie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02494771411611333212</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-15020222.post-112917694226808623</id><published>2005-10-13T01:10:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T01:15:55.226-03:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fembots = Good</title><content type='html'>Just got back from Baba's with my good friend Bruce.  We saw two bands, Pat Deighan &amp; The Orb Weavers and The Fembots.  Both great bands.  Pat Deighan (I'm pretty sure) was in Eyes for Telescopes... a band that I've heard of but I never saw them.  I don't think I was old enough to go to bars when they were around, but I could definitely be wrong. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Fembots, from Toronto, were sooooo great!  It was amazing, they have a xylophone player!  Wow...  as soon as I get the chance, I'm definitely buying one of their CD's.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weird thing is, when Bruce and I got to Baba's, it was still early and the bands weren't playing yet.  The Fembots walked in, and I wasn't sure if it was them or not because one of the guys looked really familiar.  Anyway, they get up to play, and the guy that I think looks familiar is the drummer for the band... hmmm... so he's not from Charlottetown, eh?  I had this nagging feeling that I knew why I knew him, and I confirmed my hunch when I got home.  I checked The Fembots' website, and then checked The Weakerthans.... the drummers for the two bands are one and the same: Jason Tait.  Wow... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, Ryan... if you haven't already started listening to The Fembots, I'd suggest you start.  I really think you'll like them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15020222-112917694226808623?l=kickatthedarknesstilitbleedsdaylight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickatthedarknesstilitbleedsdaylight.blogspot.com/feeds/112917694226808623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15020222&amp;postID=112917694226808623&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15020222/posts/default/112917694226808623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15020222/posts/default/112917694226808623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickatthedarknesstilitbleedsdaylight.blogspot.com/2005/10/fembots-good.html' title='The Fembots = Good'/><author><name>chocolatejunkie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02494771411611333212</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-15020222.post-112878829039398120</id><published>2005-10-08T13:17:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T13:25:32.166-03:00</updated><title type='text'>"My bassline is like the beat of your heart"</title><content type='html'>It's been a while since I've posted.  Insert excuses here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I've been pretty busy getting back to school and everything.  It's about to get a lot busier though.  My thesis will be due sometime in the middle of November, then I have to present it at the end of November or the start of December sometime.  The thought of it makes me pretty nervous, but I'll deal with that when I have to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Superexcited for Two Hours Traffic.  They shot a video this summer, and it was played last night on The Wedge, on MuchMusic.  I don't have a TV, so I didn't get to see the video on TV, but I've watched it a few times on the web.  It's weird to see them on video... but I'm sure I'll get used to it.  I doubt this will be the only video they make.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend Graham suggested a really cool website called Pandora (see link --&gt;).  It's so neat.  You type in your favourite band or song, and it generates a station for you with music that is similar.  I typed in The Weakerthans, and I was pretty impressed with what came out.  I think the most promising is Damien Jurado, nice and mellow... reminds me of a male version of Julie Doiron sometimes.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So really I'm just procrastinating right now.  I guess I should hit the books and learn all about Nutrition.  Only problem is reading that textbook tends to make me hungry...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15020222-112878829039398120?l=kickatthedarknesstilitbleedsdaylight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickatthedarknesstilitbleedsdaylight.blogspot.com/feeds/112878829039398120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15020222&amp;postID=112878829039398120&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15020222/posts/default/112878829039398120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15020222/posts/default/112878829039398120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickatthedarknesstilitbleedsdaylight.blogspot.com/2005/10/my-bassline-is-like-beat-of-your-heart.html' title='&quot;My bassline is like the beat of your heart&quot;'/><author><name>chocolatejunkie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02494771411611333212</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-15020222.post-112597856037517102</id><published>2005-09-06T00:44:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T00:49:20.383-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Annoying Girlfriends</title><content type='html'>Just got back from my friends' house.  It was fun, seeing people I haven't seen all summer.  There was only one thing that sucked, and I think I let it get to me too much.  One of the guys was there with his girlfriend, and she was really annoying me.  I don't know if she's always like that, or it was just because people were drinking and she wanted attention or what... but she was being so melodramatic about everything.  I hope I wasn't like that with my ex, but I have a feeling I could be sometimes.  Shit... sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15020222-112597856037517102?l=kickatthedarknesstilitbleedsdaylight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickatthedarknesstilitbleedsdaylight.blogspot.com/feeds/112597856037517102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15020222&amp;postID=112597856037517102&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15020222/posts/default/112597856037517102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15020222/posts/default/112597856037517102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickatthedarknesstilitbleedsdaylight.blogspot.com/2005/09/annoying-girlfriends.html' title='Annoying Girlfriends'/><author><name>chocolatejunkie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02494771411611333212</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-15020222.post-112553252375144244</id><published>2005-08-31T20:53:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T20:55:23.756-03:00</updated><title type='text'>New Look</title><content type='html'>Just got back from the hairdressers.  My hair is now a beautiful, rich dark brown that I absolutely love... and it's cut very cool too.  I feel like such a glamour queen right now!  It helps that I'm all dressed up to go out too.  I don't know where I'm going tonight, but I'm ready to go!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15020222-112553252375144244?l=kickatthedarknesstilitbleedsdaylight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickatthedarknesstilitbleedsdaylight.blogspot.com/feeds/112553252375144244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15020222&amp;postID=112553252375144244&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15020222/posts/default/112553252375144244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15020222/posts/default/112553252375144244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickatthedarknesstilitbleedsdaylight.blogspot.com/2005/08/new-look.html' title='New Look'/><author><name>chocolatejunkie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02494771411611333212</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-15020222.post-112532630621166003</id><published>2005-08-29T11:37:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T11:38:26.220-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Quite so Accurate</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CDDEFF" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Likely an Only Child&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EBF2FF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/birthorderpredictorquiz/only-child.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At your darkest moments, you feel frustrated.&lt;br /&gt;At work and school, you do best when you're organizing.&lt;br /&gt;When you love someone, you tend to worry about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In friendship, you are emotional and sympathetic.&lt;br /&gt;Your ideal careers are: radio announcer, finance, teaching, ministry, and management.&lt;br /&gt;You will leave your mark on the world with organizational leadership, maybe as the author of self-help books.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/birthorderpredictorquiz"&gt;The Birth Order Predictor&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not an only child, but my brother did move out to go to school when I was 12.  What's funny is that one of my ideal careers is teaching... that's what I was planning on doing for a long time, and now I'm not so sure.  Hmm...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15020222-112532630621166003?l=kickatthedarknesstilitbleedsdaylight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickatthedarknesstilitbleedsdaylight.blogspot.com/feeds/112532630621166003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15020222&amp;postID=112532630621166003&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15020222/posts/default/112532630621166003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15020222/posts/default/112532630621166003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickatthedarknesstilitbleedsdaylight.blogspot.com/2005/08/not-quite-so-accurate.html' title='Not Quite so Accurate'/><author><name>chocolatejunkie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02494771411611333212</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-15020222.post-112520837773514517</id><published>2005-08-28T02:35:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T02:52:57.740-03:00</updated><title type='text'>So Sweaty!</title><content type='html'>Just got back from a great show... ahhhh... Two Hours Traffic, you are gods to me.  Close to the Coast was at Baba's this week, and it included a whole bunch of great bands.  I only got to go tonight, but I would have loved to go on Monday night to see Julie Doiron.  Alas, I was in Sackville enjoying all the wondrous things that town has to offer.  Anyway, so I got to go tonight.  I was a little disappointed in Baba's for charging $8 cover (it's usually $5... perfect amount, I figure), however, I was definitely not disappointed in the show they put on.  Tonight was worth _at least_ $8.  Yes, it was worth $8 and a bucket of sweat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First to play were The Robots, out of Charlottetown.  I went to high school with three of the four band members, but they formed the band sometime after high school, so I'd never seen them play before.  The guy working the door (who was really nice, by the way) told us that The Robots hadn't played since December... it didn't show.  They put on a great show, and I will definitely go see them again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up were The Tragedies, out of Halifax.  The only way I can think to describe their style is nerdy rock.  The music was catchy, although I couldn't understand most of the lyrics... except for the last song ("I'm a whore, you're a whore"... then pointing at people in the crowd whom they knew and saying they were whores).  I think I would like this band more if I was listening to their CD.  Their live show was just a little awkward, and it was tough to get into it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mardeen, I believe also of Halifax, were up third.  It is very rare for me to like a band a lot after only hearing them live, but this band was an exception.  I don't know what else to say... I was thoroughly impressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smothered in Hugs, Charlottetown's own, were next to take the stage.  Now, I've heard these guys play many times because they always play with Two Hours Traffic.  I've never really paid much attention before, and now I feel bad.  Their songs are so energetic, and catchy... and good!  Their show tonight really made me change my opinion of them.  I look forward to seeing them play with Two Hours Traffic many more times. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, Two Hours Traffic.  If you've read any of my previous posts, you probably know that I like this band.  Tonight was another great show, although so many people were in such a small bar that it was a little tough.  It was totally worth it though, and even though I will have a very stiff neck tomorrow from the guy who was hanging from the ceiling on top of me, and I got elbowed in the head, and some of the sweat that was covering me when I left the bar was definitely not mine, it was still another great show.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, to try to calm myself enough to go to sleep.  Good memories were made tonight:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15020222-112520837773514517?l=kickatthedarknesstilitbleedsdaylight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickatthedarknesstilitbleedsdaylight.blogspot.com/feeds/112520837773514517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15020222&amp;postID=112520837773514517&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15020222/posts/default/112520837773514517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15020222/posts/default/112520837773514517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickatthedarknesstilitbleedsdaylight.blogspot.com/2005/08/so-sweaty.html' title='So Sweaty!'/><author><name>chocolatejunkie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02494771411611333212</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-15020222.post-112490376536648803</id><published>2005-08-24T14:15:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T14:16:05.366-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Freakily accurate</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#E1E1E1"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/shortestpersonalitytest/black.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are elegant, withdrawn, and brilliant.&lt;br /&gt;Your mind is a weapon, able to solve any puzzle.&lt;br /&gt;You are also great at poking holes in arguments and common beliefs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you, comfort and calm are very important.&lt;br /&gt;You tend to thrive on your own and shrug off most affection.&lt;br /&gt;You prefer to protect your emotions and stay strong.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/worldsshortestpersonalitytest/"&gt;The World's Shortest Personality Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15020222-112490376536648803?l=kickatthedarknesstilitbleedsdaylight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickatthedarknesstilitbleedsdaylight.blogspot.com/feeds/112490376536648803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15020222&amp;postID=112490376536648803&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15020222/posts/default/112490376536648803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15020222/posts/default/112490376536648803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickatthedarknesstilitbleedsdaylight.blogspot.com/2005/08/freakily-accurate.html' title='Freakily accurate'/><author><name>chocolatejunkie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02494771411611333212</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-15020222.post-112490344853409156</id><published>2005-08-24T14:01:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T14:10:48.540-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Lifestyle Change</title><content type='html'>I spent four days in a car last week, and did a lot of thinking.  Some of this thinking led me to become a vegetarian.  I've never really been attached to meat anyway; I mean, if there was meat with the meal, I'd eat it, but if there wasn't meat, I didn't really care or notice.  So, on Friday, I decided I would no longer eat meat.  I had my last taste of meat on Friday evening (chicken strips combo from Wendy's with spicy southwest chipotle sauce... hmmm... spicy).  Luckily, my last stop on my big trip last week (maybe more about that later) was in Sackville to visit Monica... she's a vegetarian.  Monica was very excited that I'd decided to give up meat, and said she would give me a veg-ucation.  And she did.  Between her and her roommate, Beth, I picked up lots of little tips about how to get protein into my diet, and how to eat healthily while avoiding meat.  They gave me some great recipes, and lots of inspiration to eat right.  I venture forth into vegetarianism with an open mind and an excited stomach.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15020222-112490344853409156?l=kickatthedarknesstilitbleedsdaylight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickatthedarknesstilitbleedsdaylight.blogspot.com/feeds/112490344853409156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15020222&amp;postID=112490344853409156&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15020222/posts/default/112490344853409156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15020222/posts/default/112490344853409156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickatthedarknesstilitbleedsdaylight.blogspot.com/2005/08/lifestyle-change.html' title='Lifestyle Change'/><author><name>chocolatejunkie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02494771411611333212</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-15020222.post-112406313298043656</id><published>2005-08-15T00:24:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-08-14T20:45:32.986-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Idle Thoughts</title><content type='html'>Ever wonder what people would think of you if they could read your mind?  I'm pretty sure people would think I was crazy if they could hear what goes through my head.  Not that my thoughts themselves are crazy, but the way they drift uncontrollably is a little strange.  For instance, I was sitting on the window seat at my parents house tonight while my mother did the dishes or something, and Shauna sat at the other end of the window seat reading Harry Potter.  Before I sat down, I had picked up a pad of paper and a pen so I could make a list of things which needed to be done before I can leave for Ontario tomorrow.  As I picked up the paper I said "Because I am my mother's daughter, I need to make a list."  So, while I was sitting, staring out the window and trying to think of things to add to the list, my mind was drifting off in all directions.  I did nothing to try to control the path of my thoughts, and I think they ended up being something like this:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;"What do I need?  Fish... mother's daughter... clothes, jeans... laundry... CD's... have to remember to pick up the adapter... M-O-T-H-E-R-'-S D-A-U-G-H-T-E-R.... list... hmmm... fifteen letters... mother's daughter.. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think that's even an accurate depiction of my thoughts, either.  Part of the problem is that I'm thinking all of these thoughts, but don't even realize it.  If I'm lost in thought and someone asks me what I'm thinking about, I can't tell them.  It's like a dream, once you wake up, you have no memory of what the dream was about.  Once my train of idle thought is broken, I can only remember small pieces of what I was thinking.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would be neat if I could somehow write down my idle thoughts as they occur.  I guess I'd need to be hypnotized or something, otherwise I'd censor my thoughts before writing them down.  I don't think my hand could keep up with my mind, either.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does everybody else let their thoughts wander in the same way?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15020222-112406313298043656?l=kickatthedarknesstilitbleedsdaylight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickatthedarknesstilitbleedsdaylight.blogspot.com/feeds/112406313298043656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15020222&amp;postID=112406313298043656&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15020222/posts/default/112406313298043656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15020222/posts/default/112406313298043656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickatthedarknesstilitbleedsdaylight.blogspot.com/2005/08/idle-thoughts.html' title='Idle Thoughts'/><author><name>chocolatejunkie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02494771411611333212</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-15020222.post-112386283248315884</id><published>2005-08-12T04:50:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-08-12T13:07:12.496-03:00</updated><title type='text'>THT, booze, labmates, and the end</title><content type='html'>Had a bit of a staff party last night... again.  This one was a bit different though.  We went to see Two Hours Traffic play at Brennan's.  GREAT SHOW!  It was a really great night all around.  My boss showed up and had some drinks with us, and he really loves the band so he was singing along and everything.  After THT, Jill, Mike, and I got some Chinese food and headed back to Mike's to watch the Big Brother 6 Livefeed.  It was a good time.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finished work for the summer today.  It's actually quite sad.  Working in the lab this summer let me work with classmates that I normally wouldn't have gotten to know.  I made some great friends, and had a really great time.  I also found out that I would be perfectly happy to work in a lab for the rest of my life, as long as my other co-workers and bosses were as great as everybody was this summer.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, enough sappiness... my mommy's here so I'm going home with her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15020222-112386283248315884?l=kickatthedarknesstilitbleedsdaylight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickatthedarknesstilitbleedsdaylight.blogspot.com/feeds/112386283248315884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15020222&amp;postID=112386283248315884&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15020222/posts/default/112386283248315884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15020222/posts/default/112386283248315884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickatthedarknesstilitbleedsdaylight.blogspot.com/2005/08/tht-booze-labmates-and-end.html' title='THT, booze, labmates, and the end'/><author><name>chocolatejunkie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02494771411611333212</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-15020222.post-112370659421934476</id><published>2005-08-10T21:35:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T17:43:14.226-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Tie-Dye Fun in the Heat</title><content type='html'>Jill and I had some fun this afternoon.  After work - well, after I was done of work... she was done way before me for once, and had to wait for me in the lounge... and play SuperMario... it's a tough life we lead!  Anyway, after we left work today we went and bought some white tank tops and some dye.  We came back to my place and had some fun tie-dyeing.  I'd never tie-dyed before, but it turned out pretty well, if I do say so myself.  I told Jill I'm just going to buy white clothes from now on and dye them myself.  It was so much fun!  And I finally got the blue off of my hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only two days left of work!  It's exciting in a way.  I'll be sad to be done though.  Not only will I miss the paycheque, but I'll miss being in the lab every day and seeing the people I work with.  This summer has definitely been really fun, even though I thought it might not be.  After this week it's only three and a half weeks until school starts, and then I'll be back in the lab most days.  I Can't Wait To Start My Research!!!  My boss keeps talking about it to me, and it seems like really cool and useful stuff.  Plus, maybe he'll publish it and I'll get credit too... imagine seeing my name in some Organometallics journal or something... maybe even JACS!!!!  I'm getting shivers I'm so excited!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15020222-112370659421934476?l=kickatthedarknesstilitbleedsdaylight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickatthedarknesstilitbleedsdaylight.blogspot.com/feeds/112370659421934476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15020222&amp;postID=112370659421934476&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15020222/posts/default/112370659421934476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15020222/posts/default/112370659421934476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickatthedarknesstilitbleedsdaylight.blogspot.com/2005/08/tie-dye-fun-in-heat.html' title='Tie-Dye Fun in the Heat'/><author><name>chocolatejunkie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02494771411611333212</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-15020222.post-112361687382708546</id><published>2005-08-09T20:41:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T16:47:53.833-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Early Day</title><content type='html'>So, I got home at 2:10 today.  Normally I would still be in the lab, barely back from lunch at that time.  Today, though, I got back from lunch around 12:45 and my boss said I could either clean the fumehood or clean the glovebox.  Since it was so hot in the lab (no air conditioning), he suggested I clean the fumehood.  I agreed because cleaning the glovebox would require sticking my arms into heavy rubber gloves, all the way up to my shoulders.  Trust me... those gloves get _very_ sticky and gross... *shudder*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I cleaned the fumehood, did some dishes, stocked the oven with clean dishes, and then had my research project explained to me.  My boss then told me I could leave, but I stuck around and helped Jill out with her filter pipetting, and did some other stuff.  So, even though I got home at 2:10, I probably could have been home around 1:30.  Not bad... now I wonder if he'll make us work full days for the rest of the week, since it's supposed to be hot all week and it's the last week of our contract. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can picture Jill swearing under her breath as she reads this.  Sorry Jill... I'll be thinking of you all alone in the lab while I'm driving to Ontario and back.  I expect some exciting posts from you in that time since that's all you'll be doing all day at work! :-P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15020222-112361687382708546?l=kickatthedarknesstilitbleedsdaylight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickatthedarknesstilitbleedsdaylight.blogspot.com/feeds/112361687382708546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15020222&amp;postID=112361687382708546&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15020222/posts/default/112361687382708546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15020222/posts/default/112361687382708546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickatthedarknesstilitbleedsdaylight.blogspot.com/2005/08/early-day.html' title='Early Day'/><author><name>chocolatejunkie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02494771411611333212</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-15020222.post-112355146450786875</id><published>2005-08-09T02:32:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T22:37:44.513-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Ladies in Lavender</title><content type='html'>So I went to see Ladies in Lavender at the City Cinema with my Mom, my brother and his girlfriend, and my cousin.  I thought it would be a really great movie since it stars Judi Dench and Maggie Harris (Professor McGonagall in the Harry Potter movies), and it's British - which should mean it would be funny.  It wasn't funny, and was sometimes quite sad.  It was also way too long, but that may have been because the cinema was really hot and I was just tired anyway.  Too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only four days left of work!  Not that my job is exactly strenuous or anything, but it will be nice to be done of work and have time off before going back to school.  I will miss the money though... need to find another job.  Ah well, worry about that in the next few weeks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15020222-112355146450786875?l=kickatthedarknesstilitbleedsdaylight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickatthedarknesstilitbleedsdaylight.blogspot.com/feeds/112355146450786875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15020222&amp;postID=112355146450786875&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15020222/posts/default/112355146450786875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15020222/posts/default/112355146450786875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickatthedarknesstilitbleedsdaylight.blogspot.com/2005/08/ladies-in-lavender.html' title='Ladies in Lavender'/><author><name>chocolatejunkie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02494771411611333212</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-15020222.post-112352793886551474</id><published>2005-08-08T07:57:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T16:08:04.020-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Summary</title><content type='html'>Friday night was really great... the drunkest I've been in a very long time.  The only bad thing about it was I was drinking mostly rum, and rum is the one thing that will leave me really hungover.  So, Saturday morning was interesting, to say the least.  Went for a BBQ at Josh's, that got the appetite going after the hangover, which was good.  Too bad more people didn't show up though... :-P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent the day at my folks' house on Saturday, and while my friends were out getting shitfaced again on Saturday night, I stayed in with my Mom and played Trivial Pursuit... and won.  Sat around the house on Sunday, then went to see Blue Rodeo.  It was a good concert, but I don't think it was the best I've seen.  This was my fourth Blue Rodeo concert, and the second one I saw was the best.  They had a horn section touring with them, Nathan Wiley opened for them... it was a great night.  Last night was also great, just not as great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the concert, I changed into my pj's, only to be invited to Mike's for some Freezee binge eating and watching of the Big Brother 6 24/7 Livefeed.  The freezees were good, the livefeed not so interesting.  Then the livefeed stopped working and Mike discovered that he also has a PandaCam.  So we sat and watched the Baby Panda and Mama Panda for a while.  I swear it was the cutest thing I've ever seen.  If I had the choice between a baby panda and a baby human, right now I would pick the panda.  Seriously... soooooo sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of sweet... just finished listening to Sweet and Sour by Two Hours Traffic.  Great band!!!  And I'm not biased because I work with them... not at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe going to see The Wedding Crashers tonight, depends if Jill manages to wake up/stay awake.  We'll see...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15020222-112352793886551474?l=kickatthedarknesstilitbleedsdaylight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickatthedarknesstilitbleedsdaylight.blogspot.com/feeds/112352793886551474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15020222&amp;postID=112352793886551474&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15020222/posts/default/112352793886551474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15020222/posts/default/112352793886551474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickatthedarknesstilitbleedsdaylight.blogspot.com/2005/08/weekend-summary.html' title='Weekend Summary'/><author><name>chocolatejunkie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02494771411611333212</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-15020222.post-112326770569654825</id><published>2005-08-05T07:46:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-08-05T15:48:25.703-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Staff Party Tonight!  WOOT WOOT!</title><content type='html'>So excited for the staff party tonight... we're pre-drinking at someone's house, then walking down the street for half-priced apps at East Side Mario's... then maybe pool next door at Dooly's, or head downtown to Victoria Row or something.  Jill and I tried to organize this for last Saturday, but that didn't work out.  Sounds like a lot of people will be out tonight though.  YAY!  We should make some kind of vow that we won't discuss chemistry or physics though... doubt that'll happen.  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15020222-112326770569654825?l=kickatthedarknesstilitbleedsdaylight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickatthedarknesstilitbleedsdaylight.blogspot.com/feeds/112326770569654825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15020222&amp;postID=112326770569654825&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15020222/posts/default/112326770569654825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15020222/posts/default/112326770569654825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickatthedarknesstilitbleedsdaylight.blogspot.com/2005/08/staff-party-tonight-woot-woot.html' title='Staff Party Tonight!  WOOT WOOT!'/><author><name>chocolatejunkie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02494771411611333212</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-15020222.post-112311931336134603</id><published>2005-08-04T02:26:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T22:35:13.366-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Mellowed out</title><content type='html'>Just spent the last hour lying in bed with my lava lamp on, listening to my coworkers' band.  They're called Two Hours Traffic and they're friggin awesome!  I'm totally mellow now, and ready for bed.  Think 10:30 is too early for bed?  Not for me!  I'm off to dreamland...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps - another great Canadian band... The Weakerthans... seriously, John K Samson's lyrics are amazing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15020222-112311931336134603?l=kickatthedarknesstilitbleedsdaylight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickatthedarknesstilitbleedsdaylight.blogspot.com/feeds/112311931336134603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15020222&amp;postID=112311931336134603&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15020222/posts/default/112311931336134603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15020222/posts/default/112311931336134603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickatthedarknesstilitbleedsdaylight.blogspot.com/2005/08/mellowed-out.html' title='Mellowed out'/><author><name>chocolatejunkie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02494771411611333212</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-15020222.post-112293936424463150</id><published>2005-08-02T00:26:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T20:36:48.630-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Cleaning Frenzy</title><content type='html'>So, I had some supper, made plans to have supper with the 'rents tomorrow night, and then went on a bit of a cleaning frenzy.  These happen every once in a while, and I'm sure my roommates appreciate it when they do (at least, I hope they appreciate it!)  Sometimes, I guess when I'm really bored or trying to avoid doing something else, I start cleaning and can't seem to stop.  It's not even that I'm a very tidy person... I'm not.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far tonight I've swept and organized the downstairs bathroom/laundry room, and tidied the living room a bit.  Right now I'm doing everything I can to stop myself from finding something else to clean.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first day of August, the weather wasn't very summery today.  It was grey and dreary when I woke up, and started raining this afternoon.  It's been raining since, which sucks since I had an expected day off of work today, but it's okay because I like the sound of the rain.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to work tomorrow... for nine days, and then my contract is up.  I'll have to find another job for the fall/winter because I can't afford my rent otherwise.  It sucks though.  My last job was as a cashier at the grocery store in my hometown, and I was there for 3 years.  Then I got this job doing research at my school, moved to the city, and never want to go back to being a cashier.  Looks like I'll have to though, since I can't get paid for research through the school year.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I guess I'll go watch a movie now to stop myself from having these obsessive cleaning thoughts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15020222-112293936424463150?l=kickatthedarknesstilitbleedsdaylight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickatthedarknesstilitbleedsdaylight.blogspot.com/feeds/112293936424463150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15020222&amp;postID=112293936424463150&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15020222/posts/default/112293936424463150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15020222/posts/default/112293936424463150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickatthedarknesstilitbleedsdaylight.blogspot.com/2005/08/cleaning-frenzy.html' title='Cleaning Frenzy'/><author><name>chocolatejunkie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02494771411611333212</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-15020222.post-112293392107477296</id><published>2005-08-01T23:08:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T19:05:21.080-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Weblog Virgin</title><content type='html'>This is my first time ever posting on a blog.  I don't really know why I chose to start a blog, actually.  I've never really understood why people would choose to write about their lives and let everyone see it.  I guess I've decided that I'll only write things that I want other people to see.  Besides, maybe a creative outlet is just what I need to get myself out of my head... I spend way too much time in there really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess this has been the standard first post, nothing too exciting.  I have worked up an appetite though, so I'll so find some WeightWatchers worthy food and perhaps post more later... god knows I don't have much else to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15020222-112293392107477296?l=kickatthedarknesstilitbleedsdaylight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickatthedarknesstilitbleedsdaylight.blogspot.com/feeds/112293392107477296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15020222&amp;postID=112293392107477296&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15020222/posts/default/112293392107477296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15020222/posts/default/112293392107477296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickatthedarknesstilitbleedsdaylight.blogspot.com/2005/08/weblog-virgin.html' title='Weblog Virgin'/><author><name>chocolatejunkie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02494771411611333212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
