<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15868339</id><updated>2009-02-21T06:41:35.820-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alexis Dillingham Comments</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexisdillinghamcomments.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15868339/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexisdillinghamcomments.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15868339/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Alexis Dillingham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13833517020647898184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>132</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15868339.post-113157230827318420</id><published>2005-11-09T13:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T13:38:28.383-08:00</updated><title type='text'>facing difficulties</title><content type='html'>Pushing through some hard issues caused by someone else learning to confront that someone,  standing up for the truth, standing up for myself, I thinktonight of these lyrics by Susan Ashton  &amp;quot;We can reach out beyond justice to mercy going more than halfway to forgive&amp;quot;  Advice to myself: Bad things happen sometimes Deal with it and let it go  Don't just let it go Don't just deal with it  Step One: Deal Step Two: Let it go  Is it really so hard?   &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15868339-113157230827318420?l=alexisdillinghamcomments.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexisdillinghamcomments.blogspot.com/feeds/113157230827318420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15868339&amp;postID=113157230827318420' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15868339/posts/default/113157230827318420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15868339/posts/default/113157230827318420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexisdillinghamcomments.blogspot.com/2005/11/facing-difficulties.html' title='facing difficulties'/><author><name>Alexis Dillingham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13833517020647898184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11789423800850577706'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15868339.post-113155416812621178</id><published>2005-11-09T08:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T08:36:08.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something for a girl</title><content type='html'>      &amp;quot; I was blind and I felt dizzy,But I wasn't afraid to fall.I was obsessed and blind by love,But I wasn't afraid to fall.And constantly in my mind,You were wandering round and round, And I was afraid you'd fall.I was blind and obsessed by you,But I kept wandering round and round Because I wasn't afraid to fall, with you. &amp;quot;      I'm tired of searching the wrong faces in the crowdwhere no lights no love everyone talks so loudI'm tired of being here without a seat saved for methe way I'm going crazy the way I just want you to find meThe hell's buring the earth's spiningI still don't see the signs of your comingTonight's the night and tomororw'll be another morningWithout you in sight I'll never have a better valentineI can't see I don't wanna seehow can time pass without me in your lifehow can you live without the love I keepThe way I feel the love can kill me aliveno cries littel boy don't cryi see you've got bad idea about what life's aboutone way of dead end full of liesknow what i always talk you about?stand up like man and no turn backwhat you crying about?you got backCryCry what it's killing me aliveCry the life full of liesCry the love with no cupidCry the prove I so stupidCryGirlWhy can't you see what I'm sufferringGirlmy blood your hand never ever fadingawayGive me a way of forgetingit all awaytell me the way to go the one to findwhere's god when everyone's so blindI need you i want to say it allthis late night I nearly fallthe leaves fall the shadows sweepwhen you walks awaythe wind blows angels singdoor has shut words unsaidrains falling i'm feeling so deadpain inside there I lieddown back to where I was atWish things can go backbefore where I love to lose my life     &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15868339-113155416812621178?l=alexisdillinghamcomments.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexisdillinghamcomments.blogspot.com/feeds/113155416812621178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15868339&amp;postID=113155416812621178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15868339/posts/default/113155416812621178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15868339/posts/default/113155416812621178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexisdillinghamcomments.blogspot.com/2005/11/something-for-girl.html' title='Something for a girl'/><author><name>Alexis Dillingham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13833517020647898184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11789423800850577706'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15868339.post-113148552625301471</id><published>2005-11-08T13:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T13:32:06.473-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Clear to me</title><content type='html'>I saw this coming, Its clear to me now,  But its to late to change, To much to allow, Its hard to see what lies ahead, How much could happen, So much to be said, To much hate, too much love, to much of everything to make it. Lost beyond my years, Afraid to move on, Toss away my cares, Left behind, because I was wrong. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15868339-113148552625301471?l=alexisdillinghamcomments.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexisdillinghamcomments.blogspot.com/feeds/113148552625301471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15868339&amp;postID=113148552625301471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15868339/posts/default/113148552625301471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15868339/posts/default/113148552625301471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexisdillinghamcomments.blogspot.com/2005/11/clear-to-me.html' title='Clear to me'/><author><name>Alexis Dillingham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13833517020647898184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11789423800850577706'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15868339.post-113139926591950069</id><published>2005-11-07T13:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T13:34:28.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Esperando fotitos!!!</title><content type='html'>Ansiosa como pocas!!! toy esperando que me manden fotiss amigos y amigas...ya que no pienso arruinar mi espacio con fotos mias(patitico!!). Porq tipo q pa' tras loco!! Por fas!!! no sean malitos y manden fotis...uds son para mi la ventana a mi mundo real...yo veo por sus ojos...chan!(no se la crean ehh? jajaja) Besotesssss!!! Los amo mucho!!! Ahh pueden escribir lo que quieran...sera bien recibido...menos las puteadas!! jajajaj.  Atte: Kary en pos de una revolucion!!! (Q grande soy loco!!)  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15868339-113139926591950069?l=alexisdillinghamcomments.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexisdillinghamcomments.blogspot.com/feeds/113139926591950069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15868339&amp;postID=113139926591950069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15868339/posts/default/113139926591950069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15868339/posts/default/113139926591950069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexisdillinghamcomments.blogspot.com/2005/11/esperando-fotitos.html' title='Esperando fotitos!!!'/><author><name>Alexis Dillingham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13833517020647898184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11789423800850577706'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15868339.post-113138132919547401</id><published>2005-11-07T08:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T08:35:29.236-08:00</updated><title type='text'>N/A</title><content type='html'>Alright, first things first... since i haven't been able to catch lauren or kristin online and i lost their numbers, im leaving this entry to let them know that mom wanted to thank you both for helping her in tracking me down &amp;gt;.&amp;gt; during anthrocon and shit...since ya know, im such a poor excuse of a son and all and forget to let mommy keep me on a fuckin' leash-n-shit...but yeah...thanks you two, and i guess talk to ya some other time..anyways...but yeah, im doin' it again..jokin' around with friends and most likely getting the piercing i've been thinking about for god knows how long now...only because im not as sensitive to pain as i used to be( cause i know all you bitches lie! lol... aanndd im not too worried about it getting infected..only reason i was worried before was cause mom, each time she ever tried getting a piercing, it would always get severely infected, so..me being pretty much a carbon copy of her..ya know what im gettin' to?) and yeah, i want this year to be different..im SERIOUSLY fed up with every day, in and out, being the same shit, different day, it's so bad, that im not even keeping track of the days of the week anymore.. AT ALL...the only thing interesting that happens in south carolina is the occasional jackass trying to race you on the highway, maybe a meth lab blowing up every other week aannnnddd... *thinks for a moment*...nothing? Well, goin' to the beach with penelope hopefully when her family goes down to myrtle beach in august, but that's IT!..nothing more, nothing less..hmm, oh yes...slipped my mind for a moment, but yeah...We got rid of the last two ferrets, Lauren and Twinkle...i miss them alot, but they got a good owner, the man said that him and his daughters have more time on their hands than they care to imagine to play with them so at least i know they'll be happy....AND we're gonna put mason ( The older than the fuckin' planet, blind,senile, selectively deaf and gay bastard poodle) to sleep....we've finally had it with him... he trips us up constantly by hanging underneath our feet, he eats and tears up anything you leave in the bathroom trash...and when i say anything...i MEAN anything. &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;...and yeah..cant leave dirty clothes..especially underwear laying around..because those are goners too...he does really eat REAL food anymore.. doesn't really go outside to do his business as often as he should so...i think he's about to clock out for good.. REAL SOON...whether by the vet or not.. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15868339-113138132919547401?l=alexisdillinghamcomments.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexisdillinghamcomments.blogspot.com/feeds/113138132919547401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15868339&amp;postID=113138132919547401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15868339/posts/default/113138132919547401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15868339/posts/default/113138132919547401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexisdillinghamcomments.blogspot.com/2005/11/na.html' title='N/A'/><author><name>Alexis Dillingham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13833517020647898184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11789423800850577706'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15868339.post-113131297004802357</id><published>2005-11-06T13:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T13:36:10.293-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maine Day 2 (Friday)</title><content type='html'> Maine Friday was quite uneventful!!! Dont feel depressed or neglected because this day wasn't as good as the one prior, because the one after will make up for it. However, read below and you'll learn some great information about Maine and Cat. LOL Well the day started off with a quick attack from Alley Cat and a pleasant visit from Gary and Cat while I looked 100 % scary from just waking up. Gary was actually vocal and carried a conversation with me like we had known each other for years. (seeing as how Cat talks about me all the time I'm sure he feels as though he knows me)  After showers and getting ready, Cat and I head off to another part of Sidney to meet a &amp;quot;friend&amp;quot;. We pull into a &amp;quot;Park and Ride&amp;quot; (for those of you that dont know what this is, its a car pool parking lot) The &amp;quot;friend&amp;quot;, lets call him &amp;quot;T&amp;quot; was parked in his rusty beat up 1995 Saturn talking on his cel phone. Cat tells me the scoop on T before I get out of the car and before she could finish talking the creep was at my window like he was there to visit me vs. Cat. HA HA HA  So Cat and I get out and visit for about 10 mins. T was trying to get his groove on with Cat but Cat was freaked out. T has NO toenails. Ok, let me repeat that, T has NO toenails. Ewwwww. Well the 10 mins of visit time seemed to have lasted for hours and to break up the strange silence I climbed up on a dump truck and decided to start having my picture taken. (below for your review) Well T got boring and we said bye, he went in one direction, we made sure to go in another.  Cat made it clear that she didn't like him as much as she thought she originally did and we laughed about his hair, crows feet and missing toenails all the way to &amp;quot;DUKES&amp;quot; in Sidney for what Cat calls, &amp;quot;The best Sausage Breakfast Sandwich in all of Maine&amp;quot; Dukes isn't a restaurant y'all, its a gas station in the middle of NO WHERE with the old style gas pumps, a rusted Ice box and a view to die for. The view from the parking lot was mountain, large fields and pastures full of cows and horses. Oh, and at the pump was an old man, probably 75, pumping his gas and spitting extra juice from his chew on the ground. (gag)  So we eat our FANTASTIC sandwiches and head across town to Gary's job so Cat can give him his money to pay his truck payment. We played at Gary's job site for a bit, but other then every construction worker coming out to see who the chicks were, there wasn't much action going on there.  Wow, off to my Brother's house. For those of you that know my family history my brother has had some problems..... I'll just leave it at that. HOWEVER, he was stoked for me to come over and see his NEW apartment. Cat and I pull into his driveway after driving around in circles because my brother is horrible with directions!!!!!! Brother is standing outside extremely excited for us to be there. He gives me the tour of the apartment. Everything from a slanted kitchen floor to 3 couches in the living room, to nasty carpet to a messy roommates room, to his bedroom that smelled like bad breath, dirty feet and drool, to the tiny bathroom to the bong and pipes he uses on a daily basis. Cat and I stayed for about 10 mins and then rushed ourselves out the door. I promised to pick him up on Monday and take him out to dinner so he wasn't too sad to see us leave early.... He had something else to look forward to.  So it was off to Portland Maine for us after leaving drool land. Along the way I stopped and climbed on the side of the interstate (yes I'm serious). There is some massive rock up in Maine and TONS of it is along the highway!!! Cat is hungry again so we stop @ a Wendy's to get her some food, cut someone off as we're pulling out of the parking lot and almost get killed by looks. Finally PORTLAND!!!!  While in Portland I tried to link up with a long lost friend Wayne, with whom I linked up with much later in the vacation so I'll spare you the details right now. Instead we linked up with another &amp;quot;Friend&amp;quot; of Cat. We'll call this &amp;quot;Friend&amp;quot; &amp;quot;D&amp;quot;. D is very sweet, he met us at Bugaboo Creek, then we went to a park and ride to drop of my car and headed together down to the &amp;quot;Old Port&amp;quot;. As most of you DON'T know, the old port is the party section of Portland, Irish Pub heaven is another name I like to call it. (yet another attached picture).  So D, Cat and myself hung out at the Old Port for a good 4 hours joking, taking polls, picking out semi's, picking on those that would pass by the window and actually hear Cat's knocking noise only to turn and see Cat blowing kisses at them. (Quite funny actually, most panicked). We also saw a man wearing Roxy flip flops, which is a fashion NO NO, then discovered that both Cat and I would do Jessica Simpson. (strange conversation, yet revealing at the same time, lol)  Ok, now when I was young, and still till this very day, I refuse to eat ice out of my cup. You know what I'm talking about; there are people that drink all their drink and then start munching on their ice from their cup.... well, I discovered why I DONT do that very action.... I must have experienced this same sort of trauma somewhere in my childhood. (feel free to see the picture below with a guy in the back of a pick-up truck.) Ok Y'all, I thought we were back woods down here in the dirty south but this blew my mind. The man in the truck is using a snow shovelto shovel ICE from the back of the pick up into Garbagebuckets to take into the resturant/pub for that night's use. Ok, let me repeat this and sorta break it down for y'all. The ice was in the back of the pick up, (which is scary itself) and there was a guy shoveling it with a dirty SNOW shovel and placing the ice, which is now dirty ice, into scary dirty buckets to take into a Grade A facility to SERVE to patrons.... Ok, are you following me....???? STOP EATING THE ICE FROM THE GLASS THAT YOU DRINK OUT OF, BETTER YET, ORDER NO ICE!!!!!!! Needless to say, D brought Cat and I back to the Park and Ride and we left Portland and headed back to Augusta to pick up Gary and our friend from High School, Mike (it was his birthday) and go eat at BONANZA!!!! However, no one paid for Mike's dinner even though it was his birthday. I think the invite went something like this; &amp;quot;Mike, you wanna go eat with us tonight at Bonanza, we're not paying for you but you can come eat with us, Oh, and its your birthday, sweet, we're still not paying for you.&amp;quot; LOL, happy birthday big guy!!!!!  Bonanza was fantastic (well for me) Cat and Gary didn't get their food for about 40 mins past the time they ordered. Mike and I were already finished by the time they got their food.... I actually remember Cat attacking Mike's steak when he went to get a refill on his soda. Poor girl was hungry..... Gary blamed it on the baked Haddock that Cat ordered, but I just think it was because the cook at the order slip and forgot to cook it for them. Bonanza hasn't changed much since I worked there was I was 15..... I mean even the same people work there. Bus Boy becomes Manager, Cooks stay cooks, Call girl becomes Cashier; Man the progression in that place is to DIE for.  We left Bonanza made a quick stop at &amp;quot;Shop and Save&amp;quot; for some unmentionables and proceeded back toward Sidney to a local &amp;quot;hot spot&amp;quot; called &amp;quot;Jonathans&amp;quot;. OK Y'all. I walked into the joint and immediately thought of the movie, &amp;quot;Sweet Home Alabama&amp;quot;. The place is scary!!! The bar was scary, the eating area was scary, the staff was scary, the locals were scary and everyone was staring when we walked in. It was like the record screeched all noise came to a stop when we walked in. &amp;quot;OH NO, AN OUTSIDER&amp;quot;  After the music started back up we all grabbed drinks and headed outside on the &amp;quot;Patio&amp;quot; to visit and drink our beer. Ok, that was a joke. (We had to go out there because Cat smokes when she drinks and you cant smoke inside in Maine) SO... we're out there with all the freaks, some construction workers from Alabama who are missing teeth but make for great conversation and great picture props (attached). Some 500 lb women who had on white jeans with camel toe for days and all her girlfriends with their Aqua net Hair-do out for their &amp;quot;Night on the town&amp;quot;... wooo hooo, hold me back. So after taking 8 Jell-O shots and feeling nothing from either the alcohol or sugar we decided to call it a night, plus it was midnight and they had called &amp;quot;last call&amp;quot;. YES I'M SERIOUS, LAST CALL @ Midnight!!!! WTF???!!!!  So dropped off Mike at his house, went home to Cat's, checked email, played with Alley cat, crashed out. We needed much sleep because it was going to be a LONG day on Saturday (Reunion Day).... and it was on like Donkey Kong Y'all. I'm telling you, you dont want to miss Maine Saturday Blog tomorrow. Cat made for some great stories.....  Until then!!!.................. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15868339-113131297004802357?l=alexisdillinghamcomments.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexisdillinghamcomments.blogspot.com/feeds/113131297004802357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15868339&amp;postID=113131297004802357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15868339/posts/default/113131297004802357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15868339/posts/default/113131297004802357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexisdillinghamcomments.blogspot.com/2005/11/maine-day-2-friday.html' title='Maine Day 2 (Friday)'/><author><name>Alexis Dillingham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13833517020647898184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11789423800850577706'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15868339.post-113129535924971073</id><published>2005-11-06T08:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T08:42:39.290-08:00</updated><title type='text'>busy/weird summer</title><content type='html'>alright, so here is the deal. this whole summer i thought would go something like me working and saving some money for college, hanging with my bf and girls a lot and going to only 2 camps and that would be it. i know im retarted for thinking that. not only was i busy, i felt like i was never home and then i was home for like 2 weeks and then i left for kc the second time this summer. see i went to two camps, then i came back home and chilled with friends and such. i thought my summer would be boring but then i went to overland park/kc to watch a beauty pageant for three days, then i came home and 2 days later i went to another camp EFY, which was awesome. but yeah then i thought wow, what a great summer. but sometimes when you think you have the whole world going great you lose whats important to you at the same time. so yeah i mean this summer has been great and awful at the same time. i learned and gained a lot but i lost someone really close to me. dont get me wrong i made like 30 new friends this year and saw like a BILLION of all my out of town friends, but still. then sunday through today i was in kc, mostly shopping, but i also went to an art museum and a science museum, which actually wasnt that bad. i cant wait to be back in school though to see all my friends that i havent seen this summer all that much, but i also dont want summer to end. but some things that happened this summer are things that i dont want to go through or happen again to me, so its better that school just begins.  -later &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15868339-113129535924971073?l=alexisdillinghamcomments.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexisdillinghamcomments.blogspot.com/feeds/113129535924971073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15868339&amp;postID=113129535924971073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15868339/posts/default/113129535924971073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15868339/posts/default/113129535924971073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexisdillinghamcomments.blogspot.com/2005/11/busyweird-summer.html' title='busy/weird summer'/><author><name>Alexis Dillingham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13833517020647898184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11789423800850577706'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15868339.post-113122688061031920</id><published>2005-11-05T13:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-05T13:41:20.633-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Una tarde ochentosa....</title><content type='html'>quien entre en mi space le recomiendo 100x100 escuchar la metro la radio con mas onda de Argentina, desde la 14hs esta basta de todo... un programa genial (www.metro951.com/vivometro.htm) La mejor music... &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15868339-113122688061031920?l=alexisdillinghamcomments.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexisdillinghamcomments.blogspot.com/feeds/113122688061031920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15868339&amp;postID=113122688061031920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15868339/posts/default/113122688061031920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15868339/posts/default/113122688061031920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexisdillinghamcomments.blogspot.com/2005/11/una-tarde-ochentosa.html' title='Una tarde ochentosa....'/><author><name>Alexis Dillingham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13833517020647898184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11789423800850577706'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15868339.post-113120871869454836</id><published>2005-11-05T08:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-05T08:38:43.333-08:00</updated><title type='text'>***No MuSiC No LiFE***</title><content type='html'>i just clean up friendster coz full..................coz i prefer not so many than many many acc ........coz i no many time to make so many acc .......................those bangalai ppl from other place who i dono ..............don add my list ar..........coz i prefer quality not quantity...............too busy to talk anymore.....................wan find me go friendster............bye bye......... &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15868339-113120871869454836?l=alexisdillinghamcomments.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexisdillinghamcomments.blogspot.com/feeds/113120871869454836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15868339&amp;postID=113120871869454836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15868339/posts/default/113120871869454836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15868339/posts/default/113120871869454836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexisdillinghamcomments.blogspot.com/2005/11/no-music-no-life.html' title='***No MuSiC No LiFE***'/><author><name>Alexis Dillingham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13833517020647898184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11789423800850577706'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15868339.post-113114062289057275</id><published>2005-11-04T13:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T13:43:42.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Night</title><content type='html'>Hey Everyone. Today I had the Iowa Games. I'm guest playing on the hornets! It was fun! We tied. We pay 2 games tomorrow. And then maybe on Sunday, but I leave for church camp on Sunday so I won't play in that game. But I'm sooo excited for Camp! I have been waiting for this all summer! It's gunna be soo much fun! Anyways, I had to work today from 3-6. Umm this summer has been awesome, and I absolutly cannot wait for highschool!!! Umm not sure who I like right now. We'll just wait and see. haha well I'm gunna go get my usual at Jan and Jerry's but leave me a comment! Love ya!   Kara   &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15868339-113114062289057275?l=alexisdillinghamcomments.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexisdillinghamcomments.blogspot.com/feeds/113114062289057275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15868339&amp;postID=113114062289057275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15868339/posts/default/113114062289057275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15868339/posts/default/113114062289057275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexisdillinghamcomments.blogspot.com/2005/11/friday-night.html' title='Friday Night'/><author><name>Alexis Dillingham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13833517020647898184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11789423800850577706'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15868339.post-113112289065553692</id><published>2005-11-04T08:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T08:48:10.736-08:00</updated><title type='text'>La juntada se suspende por mal tiempo?????</title><content type='html'>hola chiruzas! o sea amiguillas del bosque! Hace unos cuantos findes q no nos juntamos, sera por el mal tiempo?? o por q algunas se hacen las ejecutivas?? (ya todas sabemos quien) podemos bardear tranquilas a meli q totala la naba le cambiaron la clave de su mail y no puede entrar, por ende no se entera jajajaj. Igual launica q va a leer esto sos vos ju, por q las cecis todavia no entraron en la nueva era del msn 7 . Quiero SALIR!!!!  Bueno eso friends to be friends lalallalalalalal  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15868339-113112289065553692?l=alexisdillinghamcomments.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexisdillinghamcomments.blogspot.com/feeds/113112289065553692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15868339&amp;postID=113112289065553692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15868339/posts/default/113112289065553692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15868339/posts/default/113112289065553692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexisdillinghamcomments.blogspot.com/2005/11/la-juntada-se-suspende-por-mal-tiempo.html' title='La juntada se suspende por mal tiempo?????'/><author><name>Alexis Dillingham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13833517020647898184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11789423800850577706'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15868339.post-113103551384871519</id><published>2005-11-03T08:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T08:31:53.920-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In Memory (I'm free)</title><content type='html'>InLoving Memory of C.S.P.  The following is from the funeral program.  I'm Free  Don't grieve for me, for now I'm free I'm following the path God laid for me. I took his hand when I heard Him call I turned my back and left it all.  I could not stay another day To laugh, to love, to work, or play. Tasks left undone must stay that way I've found that peace at the close of the day.  If my parting left a void Then fill it with remembered joy. A friendship shared, a laugh, a kiss, Ah, yes, these things I too will miss.  Be not burdened with time of sorrow I wish you the sunshine of tomorrow. My life's been full, I've savored much, Good friends, good times, a loved one's touch.  Perhaps my time seemed all too brief Don't lengthen it now with undue grief. Lift up your heart and share with me God wanted me now; He set me free.  ~Author Unknown &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15868339-113103551384871519?l=alexisdillinghamcomments.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexisdillinghamcomments.blogspot.com/feeds/113103551384871519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15868339&amp;postID=113103551384871519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15868339/posts/default/113103551384871519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15868339/posts/default/113103551384871519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexisdillinghamcomments.blogspot.com/2005/11/in-memory-im-free.html' title='In Memory (I&apos;m free)'/><author><name>Alexis Dillingham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13833517020647898184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11789423800850577706'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15868339.post-113096788820991311</id><published>2005-11-02T13:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-02T13:44:48.256-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SHAWTY</title><content type='html'>cant wait till sunday so i can hang out wit sam and nick no other plans either ight fo real i cant wait its drivin me nutz im trappin sam and were playin one on one ight like i said i ball all day i have 3 other games that day lol cant wait god luv ya lotz shawty   &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15868339-113096788820991311?l=alexisdillinghamcomments.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexisdillinghamcomments.blogspot.com/feeds/113096788820991311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15868339&amp;postID=113096788820991311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15868339/posts/default/113096788820991311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15868339/posts/default/113096788820991311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexisdillinghamcomments.blogspot.com/2005/11/shawty.html' title='SHAWTY'/><author><name>Alexis Dillingham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13833517020647898184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11789423800850577706'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15868339.post-113094928042418589</id><published>2005-11-02T08:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-02T08:34:44.893-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Living Art</title><content type='html'>My good friend Sarah (aka Cup-Cups) is in an event every yearcalled the Pageant of the Masters and she invited us to go see the dress rehearsal last Thursday. It was SO incredibly cool! It's held in Laguna Beach, about 15 minutes from my house and it's just such a great experience.   Here's the scoop- Works of art are reproduced many times their original size...then people are placed into positions ON or IN the artwork. They hold very still, props are placed around them, then lighting is added tocomplete the illusion. The end result is what looks like the real piece of art but you can't tell that live people make up the composition. The art pieces range from paintings like 'The Last Supper', famous landmark statues, and even hood ornaments like the Rolls Royce. Iposted 2 examples below just so you can get an idea of how amazing it is - canyou believethere are real people in those things!!!??  This year Sarah was Mae West - one of the statues that makes up a famous gazebo located at the west end of Hollywood's Walk of Fame (see silver statue pic of Mae West below).   I just have to say - Sarah - YOU ROCK girl!!! HOW can you hold so stillTHAT long?????   &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15868339-113094928042418589?l=alexisdillinghamcomments.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexisdillinghamcomments.blogspot.com/feeds/113094928042418589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15868339&amp;postID=113094928042418589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15868339/posts/default/113094928042418589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15868339/posts/default/113094928042418589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexisdillinghamcomments.blogspot.com/2005/11/living-art.html' title='Living Art'/><author><name>Alexis Dillingham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13833517020647898184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11789423800850577706'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15868339.post-113088147885973475</id><published>2005-11-01T13:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T13:44:38.890-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Securing Wiffy</title><content type='html'>[&amp;quot;wiffy&amp;quot; is how my dad thought &amp;quot;Wi-Fi&amp;quot; was pronounced - it's catchy!]  http://www.witopia.net/  First, read their 10 Things You Should Know About Using Wi-Fi.  Then, go acquire their product (or something like it - I'm just passing along a public service message :-)  Right now they are running a special where you can secure your home/small office wireless network for one year for free, basically, with the SecureMyWiFi Service. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15868339-113088147885973475?l=alexisdillinghamcomments.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexisdillinghamcomments.blogspot.com/feeds/113088147885973475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15868339&amp;postID=113088147885973475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15868339/posts/default/113088147885973475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15868339/posts/default/113088147885973475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexisdillinghamcomments.blogspot.com/2005/11/securing-wiffy.html' title='Securing Wiffy'/><author><name>Alexis Dillingham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13833517020647898184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11789423800850577706'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15868339.post-113079522548097400</id><published>2005-10-31T13:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T13:47:05.520-08:00</updated><title type='text'>OH Shit...lol</title><content type='html'>well I ended up going to the fair and i guess it was okay...but there were these 2 drunk guys and I smarted off and got kicked outta the fair..lol..It's a longer story than that but pretty much that's what happened...then i jumped the fence and slit my hand in 2 place because there was no bar...just the wires to jump off of...im soooooo tired...but the drunk guy walked over to me i was like Oh Shit...lol...but i didn't step down, so i'm proud of myself, there was this whole big family sayin that i could have kicked his ass...lol..it was funny...well im tired so I'm outta here &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15868339-113079522548097400?l=alexisdillinghamcomments.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexisdillinghamcomments.blogspot.com/feeds/113079522548097400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15868339&amp;postID=113079522548097400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15868339/posts/default/113079522548097400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15868339/posts/default/113079522548097400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexisdillinghamcomments.blogspot.com/2005/10/oh-shitlol.html' title='OH Shit...lol'/><author><name>Alexis Dillingham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13833517020647898184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11789423800850577706'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15868339.post-113077659374879592</id><published>2005-10-31T08:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T08:36:33.793-08:00</updated><title type='text'>North-West Tour - Idaho, Grand Teton</title><content type='html'>8/13    It was very cold night after the wind subsidied. So we did not have a good sleep at all. We wanted to reach the Grand Teton National Park by the night.  We went throu Idaho but not on the I-15 all the way but got off the interstate at McCammon to the road 30. We wanted to see the Soda Springs geyser and the Pioneers trail. It is a pretty countryside with nice hills, mountains. Soda Springs story is that some businessmen wanted to get a hot springs there so they drilled. They got a hot water first that was shooting up for a few days but became cold. The Yellowstone National Park sent a letter tot he city after a while that their geyser is throwing off schedule Old faithful so would they just pluck it. They did but put a timer on it and it now opens every hour on the hour creating the only manmade geyser. Next stop was Hooter Spring a little pool full of cold carbonated water. We filled some of our empty Aquafina bottles and went on.  We got to the Snake river valley in Wyoming where it forms a canyon coming down from Jackson hole. We drove up the canyon encountering some boats with full of mostly scarred tourists.  We could not find a room in Jackson but one outside at the other end of the Grand Teton National Park. It looked nice and was not expensive we took a small cabin, number 5. It was all good till we woke up freezing because the heater broke dwon in the middle of the night about 34 degrees outside. We put some more clothes on but it helped onl a little. We called them in the morning they gave us another cabin but we could not sleep back. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15868339-113077659374879592?l=alexisdillinghamcomments.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexisdillinghamcomments.blogspot.com/feeds/113077659374879592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15868339&amp;postID=113077659374879592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15868339/posts/default/113077659374879592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15868339/posts/default/113077659374879592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexisdillinghamcomments.blogspot.com/2005/10/north-west-tour-idaho-grand-teton.html' title='North-West Tour - Idaho, Grand Teton'/><author><name>Alexis Dillingham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13833517020647898184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11789423800850577706'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15868339.post-113070858246728798</id><published>2005-10-30T13:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T13:43:02.526-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Alone</title><content type='html'>The boy next door was kissing my TV screen, I told him not to so he licked it all over. That is when I found out I can still left 50 pounds in an instant and hoisted it outside the front door. He acted like he had been heaved out of a lot of doors.  3 took her nap and when she woke she told me she closed her eyes and the sun went away but the sun came back when she opened them. She was passed out for 2 hours but to her I guess it seemed like less than the blink of an eye.  Good, respectable, decent, blameless daddy showed up at 5:00 for his two and the other good, first rate mommy showed up at 5:30 for her two.  I just dined on left over hotdogs, tater tots, corn pops and a strange kind of potato chip. Not bad if I say so myself. Everyone is gone. In memory of the week I have naked dolls, play dishes, dirty linens, and a hand controller that no longer controls the TV.   I have decided to leave the mess until tomorrow. Tonight I will take pictures of the sunset, take a swim in the bay and then jump in the hot tub for as long as I want. I will then download instructions for my hand controller so I can lie in bed and watch TV or put a movie in.   Having all these kids was hard work and I have decided I will do it differently next year. I suspect this will be an annual grandmas house visit since parents start teaching a week before their kids go back to school. Unfortunately it is in the hottest part of the year and there is not much we can do outside. Next year we will plan on going to Nasa for a day, Moody Gardens with the I-MAX for a day, and I will enroll the 3 oldest in the Johnson Space Center Science Camp for three days.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15868339-113070858246728798?l=alexisdillinghamcomments.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexisdillinghamcomments.blogspot.com/feeds/113070858246728798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15868339&amp;postID=113070858246728798' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15868339/posts/default/113070858246728798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15868339/posts/default/113070858246728798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexisdillinghamcomments.blogspot.com/2005/10/home-alone.html' title='Home Alone'/><author><name>Alexis Dillingham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13833517020647898184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11789423800850577706'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15868339.post-113069080039359658</id><published>2005-10-30T08:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T08:46:40.460-08:00</updated><title type='text'>~ Haunting Level 1 ~</title><content type='html'>    !!!  1       &amp;quot;    &amp;quot;   Armani       &amp;quot; &amp;quot; &amp;quot;   &amp;quot;   &amp;quot;  &amp;quot;          2-3 &amp;quot; &amp;quot;             2-3        .... ... &amp;quot;   &amp;quot; &amp;quot;   &amp;quot;&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;&amp;quot; &amp;quot;&amp;quot; &amp;quot;   !!!!!!!!!...    &amp;quot;  &amp;quot;        &amp;quot; &amp;quot;  Take me to your heart     !!!  2 &amp;quot; ...    1  ...       ...  !..  ....  ...             &amp;quot;  ............To be continued level 2  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15868339-113069080039359658?l=alexisdillinghamcomments.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexisdillinghamcomments.blogspot.com/feeds/113069080039359658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15868339&amp;postID=113069080039359658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15868339/posts/default/113069080039359658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15868339/posts/default/113069080039359658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexisdillinghamcomments.blogspot.com/2005/10/haunting-level-1.html' title='~ Haunting Level 1 ~'/><author><name>Alexis Dillingham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13833517020647898184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11789423800850577706'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15868339.post-113062145099501535</id><published>2005-10-29T14:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T14:30:51.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>diabeties and effected persons.</title><content type='html'>Diabeties have lot of complications if not propery maintained. recently i have to undergo fundoscopy of eyes and then resulted into eyes laser treatments. anyone diabetiec person whose bloodsugar is not controlled should be very careful hence avoid the high cholestrol and bloodpessure...the silent killers.... any question to be asked for it may please be put to me .... masood toor meethay_loug_dawa@yahoo.co.in &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15868339-113062145099501535?l=alexisdillinghamcomments.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexisdillinghamcomments.blogspot.com/feeds/113062145099501535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15868339&amp;postID=113062145099501535' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15868339/posts/default/113062145099501535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15868339/posts/default/113062145099501535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexisdillinghamcomments.blogspot.com/2005/10/diabeties-and-effected-persons.html' title='diabeties and effected persons.'/><author><name>Alexis Dillingham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13833517020647898184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11789423800850577706'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15868339.post-113060414985859550</id><published>2005-10-29T09:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T09:42:29.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Talking about Just my thoughts for the day</title><content type='html'>Quote Just my thoughts for the dayI don't understand this old world anymore. It seems to me that some people just want to hurt other and don't want to take responsibility for their own actions. One of these days these people that think they are above the law and untouchable will find out the hard way that whatever they do will come back to kick them in the butt, I personally hope I'm still around to see some of it. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15868339-113060414985859550?l=alexisdillinghamcomments.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexisdillinghamcomments.blogspot.com/feeds/113060414985859550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15868339&amp;postID=113060414985859550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15868339/posts/default/113060414985859550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15868339/posts/default/113060414985859550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexisdillinghamcomments.blogspot.com/2005/10/talking-about-just-my-thoughts-for-day.html' title='Talking about Just my thoughts for the day'/><author><name>Alexis Dillingham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13833517020647898184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11789423800850577706'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15868339.post-113053504355142794</id><published>2005-10-28T14:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T14:30:43.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Way to a girls Heart</title><content type='html'>*Ways to a Girls Heart*  1. Hug her from behind  2. Grab her hand when you guys are walking next to each other.  3. When standing, wrap your arms around her.  4. Cuddle with her.  *5. Dont force her to do anything.  6. When you hug hold her in your arms as long as possible.  7. Say I love you and mean it  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15868339-113053504355142794?l=alexisdillinghamcomments.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexisdillinghamcomments.blogspot.com/feeds/113053504355142794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15868339&amp;postID=113053504355142794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15868339/posts/default/113053504355142794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15868339/posts/default/113053504355142794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexisdillinghamcomments.blogspot.com/2005/10/way-to-girls-heart.html' title='Way to a girls Heart'/><author><name>Alexis Dillingham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13833517020647898184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11789423800850577706'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15868339.post-113051749895674462</id><published>2005-10-28T09:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T09:38:20.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Future Freaks Me Out.</title><content type='html'>NCDS Honor Choir was surprisingly a lot of fun.After the concert my grandparents/my parents/Kiley &amp;amp; I met Philliam @ the Cracker Barrel and ate there. Apparently, Phill and I combined are &amp;quot;Purty Smart,&amp;quot; according to the Intelligence Test peg game.  Went to Sokol last night &amp;amp; saw the Motion City Soundtrack show. It friggin' rocked!! That guy's hair is crazy!  I just ate a ham sandwich.  My father is having surgery in the morn tomorrow, so hog chores shall be my duty for the day. wOOt. I r such farmer.  Water is delicious. So go drink some, cuz...it's delicious.  Peaches, in addition, are delicious.  By the way, Jeremy: I do TOO have magic socks!  ...  And they rock.  my gj  (guy from Motion City Soundtrack) | |  / V &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15868339-113051749895674462?l=alexisdillinghamcomments.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexisdillinghamcomments.blogspot.com/feeds/113051749895674462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15868339&amp;postID=113051749895674462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15868339/posts/default/113051749895674462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15868339/posts/default/113051749895674462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexisdillinghamcomments.blogspot.com/2005/10/future-freaks-me-out.html' title='The Future Freaks Me Out.'/><author><name>Alexis Dillingham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13833517020647898184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11789423800850577706'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15868339.post-113043156870912191</id><published>2005-10-27T09:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T09:46:08.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling uninspired</title><content type='html'>Fucking yawn, nothing interesting to talk about. Suggest everyone attack themselves with a ruler in order to restore their own wakefulness to a state that is basically not shitted like mine. Woo. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15868339-113043156870912191?l=alexisdillinghamcomments.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexisdillinghamcomments.blogspot.com/feeds/113043156870912191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15868339&amp;postID=113043156870912191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15868339/posts/default/113043156870912191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15868339/posts/default/113043156870912191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexisdillinghamcomments.blogspot.com/2005/10/feeling-uninspired.html' title='Feeling uninspired'/><author><name>Alexis Dillingham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13833517020647898184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11789423800850577706'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15868339.post-113036234289592596</id><published>2005-10-26T14:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T14:32:22.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'>La fuerza!!!</title><content type='html'>Por estos dias esta apunto de estallar la galaxiamania otra vez... y todo esta perfectamente montado para el show. La fuerza esta en todos lados y debemos estar atentos de su lado oscuro mas ahora que es el momento en el que nos tratara de seducir conmas intensidad. el lado oscuro asecha Cuidado!!! pd: la republica consiguio imagenes de su embajador pendiente si lo ven y no se dejen seducir. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15868339-113036234289592596?l=alexisdillinghamcomments.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexisdillinghamcomments.blogspot.com/feeds/113036234289592596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15868339&amp;postID=113036234289592596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15868339/posts/default/113036234289592596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15868339/posts/default/113036234289592596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexisdillinghamcomments.blogspot.com/2005/10/la-fuerza.html' title='La fuerza!!!'/><author><name>Alexis Dillingham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13833517020647898184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11789423800850577706'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry></feed>