<?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-6744464</id><updated>2011-04-21T18:34:23.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Melancholy and proud of it!</title><subtitle type='html'>"High maintenance is just another term for High quality"</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatiskimtastic.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744464/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatiskimtastic.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Kimbaleigh2484/blackandwhiteKim.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>58</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744464.post-112420769081939424</id><published>2005-08-16T08:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T08:54:50.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey all you kids in blogger land.  I don't know if ya'll even read this anymore because I have become such a slacker, but hopefully you still hope that i'll update and are excited to see that I am still alive.  I have had company in town for the last month so my life has consisted of running like a crazy to get stuff accomplished.  Since I last talked fun times have happened. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the Dave Matthew's concert.  All kinds of fun and excitement. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to go to the beach... there are lots of hott pics, and some of you were lucky enough to see them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw the spaceshuttle blast off.  I have pics of that too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fam came to town, we took the Keys to the kingdom tour (aka killing the magic) and had a good time, until my grandma suffered heat exhaustion which sent me into panic mode, but all is well again.  Watched the fireworks from a boat in the middle of the bay.  played in little racing boats and did all sorts of cool stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then my sis' friends came to town, still fun, not that much though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my cousins were here, it was good to see them and they got to ride my boat, then bryan and alan randomly appeared and randomly saw me at the studios... REALLY crazy stuff... and becky came down and i ran them into the ground, along with myself by getting almost 3 full parks done in one day... impressive, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two days ago i had the next extreme makeover house family on my boat, and they were awesome... i'm glad they get the makeover... they so deserve it.  I went and ate at a shogun type place last night and watched the fireworks... good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week i get to go to a black and white ball and to a ranger/ devil ray game.  Life is of course super exciting.  Miss me and call me!  love you kids!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744464-112420769081939424?l=thatiskimtastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744464/posts/default/112420769081939424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744464/posts/default/112420769081939424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatiskimtastic.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112420769081939424' title=''/><author><name>Kim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Kimbaleigh2484/blackandwhiteKim.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744464.post-111903211126164203</id><published>2005-06-17T11:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-17T11:16:26.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey!&lt;br /&gt;I wanna keep this short, but I didn't want ya'll to think I had totally left my blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still having a great time, the roommates are all still totally awesome.&lt;br /&gt;We have a storm coming in, this should make for a fun day at the magic Kingdom. I get to work until 2 45 this morning. booooo. O well, i will live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my birthday was great. My roommate cooked dinner for all of us. I spent the whole day at Epcot and at Animal Kingdom with Leci my actual roommate. We had a good time, minus the guy who spent the day with us. Something about guys down here are totally overbearing. The night before I went and ate at Alfredo's one of three in the world the other two are in italy. Yeah, it was fun, I got sang to by some italian men with an accordian, Dan took me and we then watched teh fireworks.  O yeah, I totally hugged someone right next to Celine Dion.  yeah, she was here and we parked in executive parking and as I was getting out of my car she was getting into hers.  I just laughed, no running up to talk to her, just enjoying the randomness of the moment.  I had fun. The night of my birthday we went to a dueling piano bar called jelly rolls. I had a great time and laughed most of the night away. So yeah, it's been good. I want everyone to call me soon. I miss ya'll tons! But I will survive :) So I hope you're having a great time. Miss me!&lt;br /&gt;Kim&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744464-111903211126164203?l=thatiskimtastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744464/posts/default/111903211126164203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744464/posts/default/111903211126164203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatiskimtastic.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111903211126164203' title=''/><author><name>Kim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Kimbaleigh2484/blackandwhiteKim.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744464.post-111798276939480043</id><published>2005-06-05T07:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-05T07:46:09.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey ya'll! &lt;br /&gt;I know it has definitley been a while.  So I'll update you briefly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my job. I am a jungle cruise skipper!!  Yay.  If you don't remember that is one of the two things I wanted to be doing.  I get to drive around a boat all day and make corny jokes for people.  Yay.  I really enjoy it and the days go so fast.  AND how many people do you know who can say they work in the Magic Kingdom and see cinderella's castle and fireworks every night?  My guess is just one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my roommates, there is always something hilarious going on.  Quotes from the last few days.&lt;br /&gt;"Texas is obviously the best city"... whoops!&lt;br /&gt;"Go look at Kristina!  She looks like a giant condom"&lt;br /&gt;"I'm already missing you already"&lt;br /&gt;"HIIII FRANK"&lt;br /&gt;"White girls intrigue me"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There ya go, funny quotes, there are difinitley more but I don't have the quote board in front of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'll be 21 in 4 days.  This is exciting but I'm sad I won't get to spend it with ya'll. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went out with a guy at the Magic Kingdom, really nice guy.  Sorta weird story, looks like a nice friendship coming up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get to go to the Dave Matthew's concert if I can get off, and a Tampa Bay vs. Texas baseball game, and probably a Tampa Bay football game once we hit football season.  yay for exciting events in this town!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's all I can think of for right now.  Hope ya'll miss me as much as I miss you. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744464-111798276939480043?l=thatiskimtastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744464/posts/default/111798276939480043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744464/posts/default/111798276939480043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatiskimtastic.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111798276939480043' title=''/><author><name>Kim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Kimbaleigh2484/blackandwhiteKim.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744464.post-111703760677466026</id><published>2005-05-25T09:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T09:13:26.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hookers and Drugs and Murders, O MY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha, the title of this one reflects the fact that on my way here to Florida I totally did not have a reservation in Pensacola and the only room that was open in the whole town, literally, was one at the Pensacola Inn... a little scary for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss all of you.  I moved into my aparment on Monday, but it's taken a little longer than that to get everything situated, but  now I'm up and going.  I live with five other girls and we're all getting along from what I can tell.  I have been looking around trying to figure out where stuff is but will probably wait a few days until I know for sure when I have time to get lost. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be working in the Magic Kingdom so tomorrow I have to be up at five to make it there to go through an orientation.  How unreal is that... a job where I work next to Cinderella's castle EVERYDAY.  Yeah, crazy I know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was brief, but I have to go to a five hour class on Disney traditions in a bit so I don't wanna talk much, so I'll leave you with my Disney version of Flash (thanks to Jill the semi-creator of Flash)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Mickey or Goofy&lt;br /&gt;2.  Haunted Mansion the ride or Pirates of the Carribean the ride&lt;br /&gt;3.  Belle or Cinderella&lt;br /&gt;4.  Fantasia or Fantasia 2000&lt;br /&gt;5.  Disneyland or Disney World&lt;br /&gt;6.  Monorail or the Ferry&lt;br /&gt;7.  Beauty and the Beast or Ariel the Little Mermaid&lt;br /&gt;8.  Epcot or MGM studios&lt;br /&gt;9.  Mickey Ice Cream Sandwhiches or Mickey balloons&lt;br /&gt;10.Fireworks or Shows&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744464-111703760677466026?l=thatiskimtastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744464/posts/default/111703760677466026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744464/posts/default/111703760677466026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatiskimtastic.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111703760677466026' title=''/><author><name>Kim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Kimbaleigh2484/blackandwhiteKim.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744464.post-111593598369158754</id><published>2005-05-12T14:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T15:13:03.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So, I'm down to a week until I leave.  Crazy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was simply one of the funnest nights ever.  Kelsey and Dessie decided to be friggin awesome and buy me a pinata to do an early celebration of my birthday.  It was pretty funny and it involved me hitting off two legs of Chloe the Llama pinata, dessie falling from spinning, and Kenny busting the junk out of the pinata and sending if flying everywhere.  Fun nights! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now technically a graduate, but have to wait until Saturday to be considered official.  Yay for graduating, yay for another straight A semester, minus the correspondance class that I still say should've been an A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My room is now clean, so I can start packing.  Weird.  What do I pack?  Maybe everyone should tell me one thing they think I need to take.  If you don't wanna comment that way, you can do this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o1. Reply with your name and I will write something about you.&lt;br /&gt;o2. I will then tell what song/movie remind me of you.&lt;br /&gt;o3. If I were to apply an o'clock to you, it would be...&lt;br /&gt;o4. I will try to name a single word that best describes you.&lt;br /&gt;o5. I'll tell you the most memorable moment I've had with you.&lt;br /&gt;o6. I will tell you what animal you remind me of.&lt;br /&gt;o7. I'll then tell you something that I've always wondered about you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744464-111593598369158754?l=thatiskimtastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744464/posts/default/111593598369158754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744464/posts/default/111593598369158754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatiskimtastic.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111593598369158754' title=''/><author><name>Kim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Kimbaleigh2484/blackandwhiteKim.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744464.post-111508595831633133</id><published>2005-05-02T18:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-02T19:05:58.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yikes today is the coldest day of the century!  O well, I got to stay warm and NOT walk across campus to a freezing class.  Yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had some pretty remarkable things happen this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First I would like to apologize to the old lady in her brand new Lincoln Navigator that I splashed.  I honestly didn't think about why she had slowed down so slow until the second I hit the water and saw the highest water splash I've ever seen in my life.  Too bad we were spaced just perfectly for her to get hit by the whole wave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried on a new black dress.  Yes, black strapless dresses are my signature.  I think it goes with dressing "sophisticated classy" since we all know that I can't pull off the trendy stuff.  Either way, I have gone down another dress size making me more cheery than a mickey mouse club cadet on a cotton candy high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to my last college class.  Yehaw.  Still hasn't sank it, but it will... believe me it will.  Yay for all the hard stuff being over. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenny got his license today!  Yay for a little brother who gets to drive before I leave.  :)  I'm so excited for him.  He also got accepted into youth corps... this actually makes me laugh because I really can't see this kiddo going through a 2 week boot camp and surviving.  O well, he'll be great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all of the remarkable stuff.  I know it wasn't that remarkable, but it was happy times.  now for a quick (Lubbock) version of flash!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Lady Raider or Red Raider basketball?&lt;br /&gt;2. Buns Over Texas or Bubba's Fried food-  right by Grahams Central Station?&lt;br /&gt;3. Wal Mart at 4th or Wal Mart at Quaker?&lt;br /&gt;4. Sugar Brown's or Coffee Haus?&lt;br /&gt;5. Joyland or Texas Water Rampage?&lt;br /&gt;6. Ranching Heritage or the Buddy Holly museum?&lt;br /&gt;7. UMC or Covenant?&lt;br /&gt;8. Cagel's or Flatlanders?&lt;br /&gt;9. Monterey or Coronado?&lt;br /&gt;10. Sheridan's or Coldstone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya'll have a great day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744464-111508595831633133?l=thatiskimtastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744464/posts/default/111508595831633133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744464/posts/default/111508595831633133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatiskimtastic.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111508595831633133' title=''/><author><name>Kim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Kimbaleigh2484/blackandwhiteKim.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744464.post-111457338419734642</id><published>2005-04-26T22:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T20:50:22.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This week has been pretty crazy, sorry I am not good at updating like Jill is :). I would like to say I will get better at it, but the reality is I like reading about others more than I like typing about myself, so the spare time I do have, I use to read. But, so I'm not selfish I'll try to keep doing this at least once a week, so ya'll can have entertainment... if it could be counted as entertainment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished my final college paper. Sorta weird, I don't know what to do with myself. i am approaching a week of finals that out of my 6 classes I will only take 1. I have never had this happen. So, basically as of Friday all my day classes are over and Monday night... well, I'll have another class after that for the final, but o well, no more lectures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shopped today. Gadzooks had a major 50% off almost everything sale, and Gap as well, but I was not in the normal shopping mood, so I just bought on shirt and on pair of slipper shoes... yes I gave in and bought some... cute though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, to why I am in this mood. i think tonight I realized I'll miss alot about the good 'ole LBK, and as much as I want to pretend I'm a big girl and can do everything by myself, I'm realizing I have some fears about moving. Soooo, for the first time Kim will share actual feelings on this thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are my concerns:&lt;br /&gt;1. Who will be around to call me Shat, or shatley?&lt;br /&gt;2. Who will I talk to when a guy has treated me badly and I just need to vent?&lt;br /&gt;3. Who will take care of me when i'm sick?&lt;br /&gt;4. How in the world will I manage 40+ hours of work a week?&lt;br /&gt;5. What if I get another crazy roommate?&lt;br /&gt;6. Will I ever have alone time?&lt;br /&gt;7. What if I can't make friends?&lt;br /&gt;8. Where will I find a church?&lt;br /&gt;9. Who will be there when I just want to sit and talk on the porch for hours about stuff?&lt;br /&gt;10. What if I gain back my weight?&lt;br /&gt;11.  Who will I spend my 21st birthday with? :(&lt;br /&gt;12. What if I just can't do it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously, there are more, but for now those seem whiney enough. Just thoughts and fears for the upcoming semester...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next post will be happier :) I promise!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744464-111457338419734642?l=thatiskimtastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744464/posts/default/111457338419734642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744464/posts/default/111457338419734642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatiskimtastic.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111457338419734642' title=''/><author><name>Kim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Kimbaleigh2484/blackandwhiteKim.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744464.post-111403658912718448</id><published>2005-04-20T15:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T15:36:29.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Random thoughts and information:&lt;br /&gt;I have seen some pretty crazy stuff in my life, but some of the events this week have had to top them in several areas.&lt;br /&gt;* Yesterday I went shopping for mascara, being one who does not like to change I have had the same kind for several years and did not want to change.  I decided to venture out and went to pick out a new kind.  There were several options and one that I found very interesting.  The packaging read: "lasts 3 days".  Now, being the way I am I had to laugh.  It's good to know that if I were to be in an airplane accident, stranded on a desert island I would have mascara on and from the moment I put it on that morning to 3 days later I would look hot with my mascara on.  Good thing the wild animals could enjoy my insane beauty.  No, their selling point should have been, "lasts as long as you do".  See, gets the point across and doesn't put a limit on them.&lt;br /&gt;* I went shopping at United last night at about 10.  On the way home I saw the interesting bit here.  I turned onto Indiana and see this thing "blowing"across the street.  As I approached it I realized it was a mouse.  Yes people, a mouse, probably running from United to Albertsons.  Me, being the animal friendly person I am swerved ever so slightly to avoid it.  I just want to know if it made it across!&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, that's about all i can think of that was interesting, but you never know.&lt;br /&gt;I cleaned out my closet this weekend and felt very convicted of having too many clothes.  I gave away around 50 shirts, maybe more, and I still cannot fit all of my normal clothes in the closet and all of my summer clothes are still in storage.  Yeah, I should just give more away so I don't have so much.  I also am a week and a half away from being finished with my college career.  Go me.  I'm only a month out from leaving for Orlando, and a month and a half out from being 21.  Let's hope that I don't have any kind of huge freak out at all the impending growing up I have to do. &lt;br /&gt;That's all I can think of.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744464-111403658912718448?l=thatiskimtastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744464/posts/default/111403658912718448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744464/posts/default/111403658912718448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatiskimtastic.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111403658912718448' title=''/><author><name>Kim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Kimbaleigh2484/blackandwhiteKim.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744464.post-111315653254270787</id><published>2005-04-10T11:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T11:08:52.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A little game for all you kiddos.  It runs in the growing up in the 80's type theme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sesame Street or Muppets?&lt;br /&gt;Strawberry Shortcake or Rainbow Bright?&lt;br /&gt;"Baby Baluga" or "Ain't it Great to be Crazy"?&lt;br /&gt;Turner and Hootch or Milo and Otis?&lt;br /&gt;Tiny Toons or Muppet Babies?&lt;br /&gt;Looney Toons or Tom and Jerry?&lt;br /&gt;Chuckie Cheeze or Discovery Zone?&lt;br /&gt;Biker Shorts or T-shirt Dresses?&lt;br /&gt;Carton Chocolate Milk or the Plastic "space aged" contiainer?&lt;br /&gt;Flight of the Navigator or Space Camp?&lt;br /&gt;The Little Mermaid (Disney) or the Little Mermaid with the dolphin friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a few, but it seemed like a fun set of questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still looking for a roommate for Kelsey, so if anyone knows of anyone PLEASE let us know soon.  I had to address graduation invites this weekend and that was  no fun, but I guess it is all good.  I had my body mass index measured and since I started working out I sure have lost 5% of my total body fat :)  yayyyy.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I got to eat at Great Wall and ran into Michael and Trevor which made for tons of fun.  And Kelsey and I worked out and then laid out.  Yay for getting ready for summer!  Hope everyone has a nice day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744464-111315653254270787?l=thatiskimtastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744464/posts/default/111315653254270787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744464/posts/default/111315653254270787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatiskimtastic.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111315653254270787' title=''/><author><name>Kim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Kimbaleigh2484/blackandwhiteKim.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744464.post-111206866496891962</id><published>2005-03-28T19:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T19:57:44.970-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This has been a pretty nice last two weeks or so... maybe I need to update you guys on stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skiing was totally awesome!  I had a great week.  On the way up there we did slide around alot because it was VERY ICY so a 12 hour drive turned into more of a 14 hour one... booo.  We got to ski 2 great days, with me shooting down blacks (literally, this was the easiest mountian I've ever been on).  The last day we shopped and i got an adorable black halter dress from Gap and we had a crazy snowball fight!  It was super fun!  The cabin was great and I really enjoyed myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have worked alot these last few weeks, trying to save money I guess... Not really, I am spending it faster than i make it, but I will make due I suppose.  Classes are almost out and this makes me excited.  I graduate on May 14, ya'll are all invited, but I'm not expecting anyone to come, just because it will be VERY long.  It's weird to be graduating in three years.  On top of that it's weird to be a college graduate and not be legal to drink alcohol.  Yes, very very weird.  Glad to point that out to ya'll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenny and I took brother and sister pictures today which turned out very cute.  Ya'll should see how adorable we are.  Awww &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, for those of you who haven't heard about Disney....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I"M MOVING TO DISNEYWORLD!  The letter came on Saturday, and yes I am very excited.  So yay, there we have it... I'm one step closer to being a princess.  Don't worry I'll only be gone 6 months and then I'll be home :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a great evening!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744464-111206866496891962?l=thatiskimtastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744464/posts/default/111206866496891962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744464/posts/default/111206866496891962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatiskimtastic.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111206866496891962' title=''/><author><name>Kim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Kimbaleigh2484/blackandwhiteKim.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744464.post-111030523049507559</id><published>2005-03-08T09:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-08T10:07:10.496-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Long time no post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To answer Whitney's question- my sister is doing excellent, she is an executive something for Target in Orlando, Florida. She lives in nice apartments next to the Magic Kingdom... luuucky. So there you have it, she's happy, and good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I will be interviewing to realize my dream as a Disney Princess. Ok, maybe I won't get that, but I could get hired by Disney. I'll let you know within 2-3 weeks. Lets all hope! But yeah, that has me somewhat nervous, just because it has been 3 years since I've had a job interview. Stephanie coached me for a while, and Jill gave me some definite good points to remember... breathing being the main point :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week I will be staying  here:  &lt;a href="http://vacationhomes.com/15855"&gt;http://vacationhomes.com/15855&lt;/a&gt; Everyone check it out.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I will be skiing for 3 days, which also has me nervous.  I don't want to look totally retarded skiing, because it has been exactly a year since I last did it.  O goodness... hope I remember how.  hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went and sat through a Human Sciences luncheon yesterday.  I decided that in 5 years I want to be getting and outstanding achievement award.  I also will give a $100 scholarship to some lucky student... mainly so I can be recognized.  Selfish?  Yes, fun, of course. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mom got a metal steak through her foot last Thursday.  That was scary.  She was walking the dog and it went all the way through her shoe into her foot.  Sad.  Her foot is ok now, it was however, so swollen her toes didn't even touch the ground.  Poor mommy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I worked at Petsmart the other day to help little animals get adopted.  One of the dogs we had got found by his owner... that was just one of those long stories made really short, but it was touching.  Ah, happy.  But I do want all of ya'll to go adopt a puppy next week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was a whole bunch of randomness, but I don't want to think too hard and make my mind unsharp... Time to head to work!  Miss me and love me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744464-111030523049507559?l=thatiskimtastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744464/posts/default/111030523049507559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744464/posts/default/111030523049507559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatiskimtastic.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111030523049507559' title=''/><author><name>Kim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Kimbaleigh2484/blackandwhiteKim.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744464.post-110851913979671203</id><published>2005-02-15T19:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-15T17:58:59.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am going to keep this brief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valentines Day went as expected.  Just alot of nothing.  I got stuff from "the Valentine weasle".  Yay for crazy made up characters who bring stuff on random holidays.  The funny thing is, there is another guy in town who's parents made up a valentine weasle for him.  Fun times.  One unusual aspect of the day, a gorilla came up to me and gave me a carnation.  Yeah, some apartments were advertising by giving out flowers and on the way to class I totally got away with avoiding them, but on the way back I forgot and ran smack into them.  Sorta embarassing, but still made me laugh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have seen several movies these last few days.  The first was Boogie Man.  let me just say that I jumped a few times, but overall, VERY STUPID.  Don't waste your money.  I also watched the Village.  This one I actually screamed in 2 times... sorta embarassing, but it was also random.  After my sister explained it to me it makes a little better sense and is a little less stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of my sister.  We talked for about 2 hours yesterday.  So we're back on good terms, which I am definitley a fan of.  I miss that kid alot and want her to be back around here.  But now she's a real person, with a real job, and a real house.  She's growing up on me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really a fan of this weather.  I got to wear capri pants for the first time this season.  This was exciting because one, it just was so nice outside, and two I actually fit in them again.  I love fitting in my old clothes.  I can't wait to keep getting skinnier!  Yahooo.  I think we all need to go out and play some sports when it's this nice.  Sadly enough we'll return to stupid cold again tomorrow.  But i have hope that it won't be long before we are into spring for good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that's about all for now.  I know, sorta boring, but at least I put a few things down on this journal thing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744464-110851913979671203?l=thatiskimtastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744464/posts/default/110851913979671203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744464/posts/default/110851913979671203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatiskimtastic.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110851913979671203' title=''/><author><name>Kim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Kimbaleigh2484/blackandwhiteKim.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744464.post-110798428213641377</id><published>2005-02-09T13:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-09T13:24:42.136-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so, I'm sorry I"m terrible about updating.  It's been a crazy last few weeks.  School started and that is going ok.  It's really hard to make yourself go to classes that really don't matter all that much. &lt;br /&gt;I have done quite a bit of shopping recently.  Good for me and stress levels, bad for the pocket book.  I got some new adorable NIKE shocks... they're pink, black, and silverish... sounds ugly, looks cute.  And a new aqua outfit from Old Navy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the really fun stuff starts, I went to Dallas this weekend and bought ALOT of stuff!  everyone will have to see me soon so they can see all my new outfits.  I was super proud of myself for being able to get around Dallas without dying.  Yay me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also bought some really REALLY cute gloves and scarf from Ann Taylor.. they're cashmere... i love the sound of that word. CASHMERE.  Anyway.  I love them and everyone should go get some!  Not too much else is going on in my world.  I'm sorta stressed and really tired, but it'll get better.  I guess it has to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shout out to Kelsey Rae who is 20 today!!  Yayyyyy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744464-110798428213641377?l=thatiskimtastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744464/posts/default/110798428213641377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744464/posts/default/110798428213641377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatiskimtastic.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110798428213641377' title=''/><author><name>Kim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Kimbaleigh2484/blackandwhiteKim.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744464.post-110619551462318074</id><published>2005-01-19T22:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-19T20:31:54.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have recently taken up the sports I used to play.   Basketball and tennis.  now, you would think with my years of volleyball I would still have some form of hand eye coordination.  However, we would all be assuming wrong.  Now, my forehand is fine, unless the ball is lobed, and in that case, all bets are off.  The backhand... well, that could definitley be improved on.  So, I guess I have something to be working on now.  Anyone wanting to play some tennis just let me know.  Just realize I'll look like i'm about to hit the ball really well, and then I'll totally miss it. &lt;br /&gt;As for basketball, that one went a little better, except for the fact that I sorta don't remember how to play.  Ha.  I can shoot though- and miss.  But yeah, it's been fun and I miss team sports alot.  I will be playing intramurals so anyone wanting to see me make a fool of myself is invited to come to these games on Thursdays at 8 30.&lt;br /&gt;School has obviously started again, and it looks like my final semester will not be too terrible.  I just have alot of busy work to get finished up, but I will survive.  I did decide to get all my organizing done the other day and went and picked up binders.  Now, Something i realized is I use the same color coding system as I have since the teachers picked out what colors our folders needed to be in like elementary and jr. high.  So, question of the day.  What colors do you assosciate with your subjects?  Maybe that is a stupid question, but i wonder if it really does correspond to what your teacher made you have when you were younger.&lt;br /&gt;I better get to bed... 8 oclock comes early these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744464-110619551462318074?l=thatiskimtastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744464/posts/default/110619551462318074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744464/posts/default/110619551462318074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatiskimtastic.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110619551462318074' title=''/><author><name>Kim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Kimbaleigh2484/blackandwhiteKim.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744464.post-110505806334602121</id><published>2005-01-06T16:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-06T16:34:23.346-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, last night I went shopping, and then bowling, and then... kareokeing?  Yeah, so shopping was sorta a bust, I felt like a fat teacup in one skirt and from then on chose to forget trying anything on.  I hate how shopping can either turn into a 1,000 dollar shopping spree or a point where you want to have nothing to do with clothes.  But I have hope for a future that I will be spending big bucks soon on some new clothes, I just have to hit the right mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bowling turned out to be quite a bit of fun.  I haven't done that in quite a while.  I did, however, only bowl a 58.  But in the first game we beat the guys big time.  I'd like to blame my bad bowling on having to bowl by Jordan who would yell and make me nervous and do crazy stuff.  All in all bowling was a success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we headed to Kareoke.  Now, I think Kareoke would be fun if you had no inhibitions, obviously I was sober so it was a little rough, but singing with two girls who are a little less inhibited can be quite entertaining.  So we messed around there and made fun of people and had an overall good night, so now i can say I have joined the forces of thousands who kareoke and kinda like it.  So, yeah, that was my night.  Life is fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744464-110505806334602121?l=thatiskimtastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744464/posts/default/110505806334602121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744464/posts/default/110505806334602121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatiskimtastic.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110505806334602121' title=''/><author><name>Kim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Kimbaleigh2484/blackandwhiteKim.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744464.post-110480863613269970</id><published>2005-01-03T19:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-03T19:17:16.133-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey, I bet ya'll have missed me.  i have been working like a crazy woman!  Christmas was ok.  i missed my sister so it was sad, but still nice.  New years was fun.  So, ya know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I weighed in again.  In the last two weeks (Christmas AND New Years week) I have lost four pounds.  Which makes me feel super good because this is the roughest time of the year for me.  Grand total of 15.6 lbs.  My goal for next week is to shoot for 20 lbs total loss.  I can do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate being grumpy, and I hate feeling sad, but right now I guess those would describe me.  I guess everything can hit you all at once sometimes and it makes things more rough.  These last few days have been sorta rough, so ya'll should all leave happy comments and make my day.   That is all the sad stuff you'll get.  On to happy stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am planning on going skiing in 2 weeks.  i'm really excited because I need to get away and where would be any better than in Denver?!  So yeah, lets all be happy for Kim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A subject for the comments section:&lt;br /&gt;How true to life do you think dreams are?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744464-110480863613269970?l=thatiskimtastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744464/posts/default/110480863613269970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744464/posts/default/110480863613269970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatiskimtastic.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110480863613269970' title=''/><author><name>Kim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Kimbaleigh2484/blackandwhiteKim.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744464.post-110377616530746897</id><published>2004-12-22T19:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-22T20:29:25.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Hey ya'll!&lt;br /&gt;I assume this will find most of you at home.  To those of you who are away from Lubbock, be thankful you got out intime because it snowed ALOT today, and they are calling for more, so you could've been snowed in.  For those of you who didn't make it home yet, if you get snowed in you are more than welcome to join the shatley's for christmas :)  yay. &lt;br /&gt;It has been an interesting last few nights and I would like every one of you to know I am having a great time.  no details needed, I'm just happy. &lt;br /&gt;I am working every day, but no worries, I just seem to have more and more fun, so this has been an enjoyable working experience.  We had a christmas party last night and we get a bonus, so better gifts for everyone!&lt;br /&gt;I am bored so I am playing a game called :the soundtrack of my life :)  I tried to think of certain choruses or whatnot I would want to have play If my life were made itno a movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here it goes, ya'll should each try this, it's fun times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Crushing on someone: Why Can't I- Liz Phair&lt;br /&gt;"Why can't I breathe whenever I think about you?  Why can't I speak whenever I talk about you?  It's inevitable, it's a fact that we're gonna get down to it  So tell me  Why can't I breathe whenever I think about you?"&lt;br /&gt;2. Finally figuring out that things we don't see as good can lead us to better : Rascal Flatts - Bless the Broken Road&lt;br /&gt;"That every long lost dream led me to where you are  Others who broke my heart, they were like northern stars  Pointing me on my way into your loving arms  This much I know is true  That God blessed the broken road  That led me straight to you"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;3. Taking a Chance: The Ride of your Life- John Gregory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;"Come on here’s your chance Don’t let it slip right through your hands Are you ready for the ride of your life Your dreams are riding on the wind  Just reach out and pull them in and Get ready for the ride of your life"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;4. Tired of being so "sweet and innocent" song: I wanna be bad: Mandah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I'm losing all my cool  I'm about to break the rules  I, I wanna be bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;5. Workout theme: Eye of the Tiger- The survivors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;"Risin' up, straight to the top  Had the guts, got the glory  Went the distance, now I'm not gonna stop  Just a man and his will to survive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;It's the eye of the tiger, it's the thrill of the fight Risin' up to the challenge of our rival  And the last known survivor stalks his prey in the night  And he's watchin' us all with the eye of the tiger"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;6.  Being goofy with the girls: Hey now- Cyndi Lauper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;"when the working day is done  girls - they want to have fun   oh girls just want to have fun,they want to have fun, they want to have fun..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;7.  When "the one" sees me : Out of my League- Stephen Speaks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;It's her hair and her eyes today That just simply take me away And the feeling that I'm falling further in love Makes me shiver but in a good way All the times I have sat and stared As she thoughtfully thumbs through her hair And she purses her lips, bats her eyes And she plays with me sittin there slacked jaw And nothing to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Coz I love her with all that I am And my voice shakes along with my hands Coz she's all that I see and she's all that I need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;8.  Trusting God to take care of things: Tis so Sweet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;"Tis so sweet to trust in Jesus, just to take him at his word.  Just to rest upon his promise just to know that he is Lord"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;For now that is all I can think of, throw in any you could see for me.  I am tired of thinking. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744464-110377616530746897?l=thatiskimtastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744464/posts/default/110377616530746897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744464/posts/default/110377616530746897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatiskimtastic.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110377616530746897' title=''/><author><name>Kim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Kimbaleigh2484/blackandwhiteKim.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744464.post-110264580283479503</id><published>2004-12-09T20:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-09T18:30:02.836-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hey crazy kids.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sadly enough it is finals time.  So Obviously, I am procrastinating.  I finally finished all of my papers... well, with the exception of one.  So I am rejoicing, YET I still have all my finals to go.  O well, you give a little, you take a little.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Christmas is quickly approaching and I'm reminded that my sister will not be here this year.  I am sorta mad at her today.  It all comes down to feeling like I'm not needed by her, but whatever, I will survive.  i'm not going to go into all my feelings in this stupid thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I've been working out like a mad person lately.  That's always fun.  I am finding it to be my stress reliever.  so I enjoy myself.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I am going to be working at the bank for the next month ish or so.  I worked at 96th today where I'll be for a while, and compared to the normal 75 transactions i have i only had 20.  So, looks like slow times for Kim.  Any book suggestions would be greatly appreciated, seeing as how i'll have to have some form  of filler for my time.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Haha, I opened up my cd player yesterday.  It hasn't been working for a while and it was annoying me so I wanted to make sure I hadn't lost any cds in it.  well strangely enough one had falled to the middle of my 5 disc changer, so i opened it up.  I then took it outside to throw it in the garbage bin.  Something about throwing something that expensive into the garbage was strangely exhilirating.  i will have to throw more expensive stuff away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Boring, yes.  I know, I will become fun again someday.  Good luck with finals ya'll.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744464-110264580283479503?l=thatiskimtastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744464/posts/default/110264580283479503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744464/posts/default/110264580283479503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatiskimtastic.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110264580283479503' title=''/><author><name>Kim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Kimbaleigh2484/blackandwhiteKim.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744464.post-110125846721811015</id><published>2004-11-23T18:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-23T17:07:47.220-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Apparently my last post wasn't quite a favorite.  So, I have decided to grace you with my thoughts yet again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the new Kim eating habits I have also realized it's time to get back to excersising hard core... not just once every 6 months.  So, today I walked in and asked about a personal trainer.  You see, I figure my working out is good, but could be better if I had direction and better implemented it.  My friend, Jordan, watched the biggest loser the other day and said they had lost alot of weight but had quite a bit of excess skin.  I don't want that, I want to be toned.  So anyway, ran into the man who will be my new trainer.  Lets say he looks like a mix between Matthew McCoughnahay ( can't spell) AND Owen Wilson.  Yay for hot trainers... now I'll just be worried about how sweaty I am.  Not that he didn't see me looking pretty darn bad today.  so yeah, Should be good fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think now is the time of year where we all start procrastinating again... well, still, only maybe a little more hard core.  I am procrastinating as I type.  I should be writing any of my 4 papers that are due next tuesday and should be done tomorrow because I will be computerless until then.  O well, I guess I'll learn the hard way... o wait, I said that three years ago and never learned. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I am off.  i will not update again until next monday or so.  So everyone be safe.  I'll miss you kids! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744464-110125846721811015?l=thatiskimtastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744464/posts/default/110125846721811015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744464/posts/default/110125846721811015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatiskimtastic.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110125846721811015' title=''/><author><name>Kim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Kimbaleigh2484/blackandwhiteKim.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744464.post-110118235595639915</id><published>2004-11-22T21:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-22T19:59:15.956-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;I tried to update yesterday but my compupter sucks... so I"m on my parents.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;This weekend I went ahead and wrapped presents.  My mom and I sorta brought in the holidays with wrapping the presents and How the Grinch stole christmas was also on.  So that always makes things super exciting.  I love Christmas and giving gifts... i know the season is not all about that, but still I love it.  It does make me sad to think that some children won't have any presents on Christmas, because other kids won't understand that.   O well, maybe I can find some children to give presens to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Tonight I finally weighed in from my first week of weight watchers.  5 pounds in one week!  Yay me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;I had a conversation at the bank about kids.  I love hearing guys talk about kids.  Yay for boys who love kids!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;For those of you who don't know, I went brown.  I love my hair and am sassy and sexy.  Talk about a boost in self confidence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Funny story.  I worked at the bank on saturday and I sucked a woman's arm up the tube... yeah, so if you guys ever think that you are safe at a bank, think twice before you reach your hand up into the tube shooter...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Right now I'm watching a thing on Fetus in fetu.  It's scary.  A baby grows inside your "healthy baby".  Yikes!  And then it acts as a parasite.  On one of the kids they didn't figure it out until this kid was seven, and this growth had long hair, fingers, toes, etc.  just no normal formation of a child.  it was literally the size of a baby.  YIIIIKES.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Well, gotta get to school work.  Happy thanksgiving!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744464-110118235595639915?l=thatiskimtastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744464/posts/default/110118235595639915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744464/posts/default/110118235595639915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatiskimtastic.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110118235595639915' title=''/><author><name>Kim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Kimbaleigh2484/blackandwhiteKim.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744464.post-110067370329594669</id><published>2004-11-16T22:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-16T22:41:43.296-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So, although ya'll have waited almost a month for a new post, I am just trying out the image deal... so tomorrow I will update ya'll, for now feast your eyes on my lil brudder and I at 80's night.  SOOOO adorable!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Kimbaleigh2484/8osnight.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. he's supposed to be Napoleon Dynamite, but didn't really have a chance to get it together...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744464-110067370329594669?l=thatiskimtastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744464/posts/default/110067370329594669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744464/posts/default/110067370329594669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatiskimtastic.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110067370329594669' title=''/><author><name>Kim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Kimbaleigh2484/blackandwhiteKim.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744464.post-109874963100148398</id><published>2004-10-25T18:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-25T17:13:51.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Well, the decision has now been made as to what my hair will be.  Realize that i have another journal that says the same stuff, so i have two sets of votes to calculate.  Ya'll will not know what the decision is until after it's done, but thanks for the votes!  Now, i've decided this should be fun... we're playing a little game called confessions... you know a few things people don't know about me, but are fun to know... maybe not, but still.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;*If I feel as though I'm being stared at at a stop light, i'll grab my cell phone just so I have something that can keep me from just looking like an idiot an staring ahead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;*If I am having a low self esteem day, I'll turn up my airconditioner and put on my moviestar sunglasses and toss my hair in the breeze just so i feel like a model...  interesting, huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;*Most of the times when someone tells me a joke I laugh just so I don't look like i don't get it, and then five minutes later when it hits me I'll start laughing out loud... for a long time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;*The highest score I've ever gotten in bowling is a 106&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;*In the last year I have gotten to be a fan of Mexican food-- but only a few items&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;*As much as i want to get married, i am frappin skurred of commitment!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;*My goal after I graduate is to be a Disney Princess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;*I love singing/listening to any of the boy bands or pop princesses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;*If I'm wathing a scarey movie, technically I'm only listening because I have my hands covering my eyes, and only peek out when the music is not saying "something scarey is about to happen"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;*I reaaaaly don't like cats... they're cute as kittens, but then they grow up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;*If I want to watch a movie, basically the thing i want to watch is a romantic comedy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;*I had to watch Pirates of the Carribean 3 times to realize that he wasn't a ghostly pirate the whole time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;*I love quotes... give me a good one and you can make my quote list&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;*I am going to write a book before I die... about possibly all the goofy things my friends and I have done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;*after seeing The Fast and the Furious and Too fast Too furious, I like to wait a little longer before shifting gears so I can rev up the engine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;*I look pretty hot driving Jill's car&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;That's about all I can think of for now... but I'm sure I have more stuff to divuldge... then again, maybe i should quit now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Have a great day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744464-109874963100148398?l=thatiskimtastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744464/posts/default/109874963100148398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744464/posts/default/109874963100148398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatiskimtastic.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109874963100148398' title=''/><author><name>Kim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Kimbaleigh2484/blackandwhiteKim.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744464.post-109813318226211820</id><published>2004-10-18T13:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-18T13:59:42.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;With the upcoming election approaching very quickly, I have decided to do a very important survey.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Should Kim stay blonde or go back brown???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Your vote counts here.  If ya'll vote brown, I'll go brown, if ya'll say blonde I'll stay this way.  So make your vote count!  Anyway, just a brief post.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;P.S. someone has already voted blonde so, so far we have &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Blonde: 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Brunette: 0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I don't get to vote, but i'll tell you when it's over what I wanted :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744464-109813318226211820?l=thatiskimtastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744464/posts/default/109813318226211820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744464/posts/default/109813318226211820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatiskimtastic.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109813318226211820' title=''/><author><name>Kim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Kimbaleigh2484/blackandwhiteKim.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744464.post-109770698132904538</id><published>2004-10-13T15:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-13T15:36:21.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I figured this would be fun, but it's really not, maybe answer a few of the best questions from here about yourself... Have a great day!&lt;br /&gt;- Using your current initials, choose a different name for yourself&lt;br /&gt;*Katie May S_____&lt;br /&gt;- If you were born outside of your era, when would you want to be born and why?&lt;br /&gt; *I would be born in the Victorian era so I could wear big happy dresses.&lt;br /&gt;- If you ran a store, what would you sell/have?&lt;br /&gt;* good guys for all the great girls out there.&lt;br /&gt;- What part in a movie would you love to play?&lt;br /&gt;*The girl who gets the guy who has rescued her&lt;br /&gt;- In your opinion, why do people suck?&lt;br /&gt; * So, I don't know that I've ever really thought on that one, and I don't care to.&lt;br /&gt;- If you had your own state, what would you put on your new quarter?&lt;br /&gt; *I would keep the star&lt;br /&gt;- What’s the oldest article of clothing you own?&lt;br /&gt;*We still have the dress I wore home from the hospital... beat that!&lt;br /&gt;- What piece of furniture have you replaced the most?&lt;br /&gt;*My bed&lt;br /&gt;- What instrument do you wish you could be better at?&lt;br /&gt;*I wish I would've kept up with the piano&lt;br /&gt;- Record, tape, or CD?&lt;br /&gt;*ummm, cd, however records were cool&lt;br /&gt;- What do you think would be the best concert ever?&lt;br /&gt;* lets see, NSYNC AND the Eagles?&lt;br /&gt;- What’s the best part of your favorite movie?&lt;br /&gt;*Basically any movie where the guy saves the girl... I love protective guys&lt;br /&gt; - What do you think is the most over-rated candy ever?&lt;br /&gt;*Werthers Originals&lt;br /&gt;- If you were writing out your will, who would you give your CD collection to?&lt;br /&gt;*Probably Tammy from the bank because it's all the 80's and 90's Christian music because I never take the time or effort to update my music collection, all my boybands would go to someone who would appreciate them as much as I do.&lt;br /&gt;- If you could only debate two topics the rest of your life, what would they be?&lt;br /&gt;* In the words of David... WHOOOOOOO cares?&lt;br /&gt;- Who are you most jealous of out of anything?&lt;br /&gt;*Anyone who's either married... scratch that, anyone who's been on a date...&lt;br /&gt;- What do you collect?&lt;br /&gt;*lip gloss... jk, I like perfume bottles, and Disney movies&lt;br /&gt;- What is broken that you have, that you wish was fixed?&lt;br /&gt;*my computer is really slow these days... that would be nice&lt;br /&gt;- What do you do when you’re home sick?&lt;br /&gt; *Watch movies laying on the couch all covered up and wish I could be home and NOT sick&lt;br /&gt;- Why does this survey rock?&lt;br /&gt;*Actually, this is one of the most annoying things ever&lt;br /&gt;- Story behind your user name?&lt;br /&gt;*Well, Kimmy because that's a nickname, i was going to use my birthday for numbers but that was strangely enough totally taken no matter what you did. So 24 because I adored that number since my crush and I had the same basketball number... GASP... and 84 because that is the year i was born. Plus it totally throws people&lt;br /&gt;- Current favorite article of clothing?&lt;br /&gt;*My green Gap comfortable pants. ORRRRR my tank top from Anne Taylor LOFT&lt;br /&gt;- Line from the last thing you wrote to someone?&lt;br /&gt;*Please don't forget to give me money for parking?&lt;br /&gt;- A famous person you have met?&lt;br /&gt;*I'll keep that a secret... but just remember I am famous so I have all kinds of famous friends.&lt;br /&gt;- Favorite way to waste time?&lt;br /&gt;*Laying around&lt;br /&gt;- Last thing you bought yourself?&lt;br /&gt;*a burrito at Josie's on Saturday at the bank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744464-109770698132904538?l=thatiskimtastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744464/posts/default/109770698132904538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744464/posts/default/109770698132904538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatiskimtastic.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109770698132904538' title=''/><author><name>Kim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Kimbaleigh2484/blackandwhiteKim.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744464.post-109668153202850701</id><published>2004-10-01T20:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-01T18:45:32.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;For those of you who care I want to point out the new fun activities on the left side of the screen.  Be proud of me and take your time to have some fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Last night I went to a Disney college program presentation and have decided that this is what I really think I want to do.  So, let's all pray together that I get accepted for the May-January term of 2005!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;I went and got my class ring on Wednesday which was a very surreal feeling.  I guess it put it all into perspective that yes I really will be a college graduate in 7 months.  That is a weiiiird feeling.  I also recieved this thing in the mail that told me all I need is 40 more hours (including this semesters classes) to actually graduate.  I am sooooo almost there.  So all that to say, let's all be proud of me for getting a degree in HDFS... don't have anything to do with it, but still be proud.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;I went as Mulan on Wednesday night for moviestar night at church-- good thing I have the eyes for it.  It was good times and by far my favorite character had to be either aimee being catherine zeta jones from Chicago, OR Phil and Stephen being Pedro and Napoleon.  Good times and great memories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;I am way super pumped because Stephanie will be taking a quick break from her Disney life to come home and see us... well, really come for her homecoming, but still she is having some time here.  Yay for having a big sis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Tonight we have a lock in at church... that should be fun with the exception of the fact that I'm tired already... and that it ends at 7 and i have to be at work at 7... yikes!  O well, I will survive!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Let's all be proud of me for getting off my fat booty and going to work out today.  Let's keep me accountable and doing it all the time so I can be skinny and realize my long term goal of Disney Princessdom... or just of being skinny for skinnynesses sake...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Finally if any of you kids are expecting presents from me for Christmas, get your request in now... I'm shopping early.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744464-109668153202850701?l=thatiskimtastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744464/posts/default/109668153202850701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744464/posts/default/109668153202850701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatiskimtastic.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109668153202850701' title=''/><author><name>Kim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Kimbaleigh2484/blackandwhiteKim.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744464.post-109624972068527224</id><published>2004-09-26T20:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-26T18:48:40.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;I must say I am super excited because I believe I have hit the most comments on my last post that I have ever had... of course four of them were mine, but who's really counting?  So, thanks for those of you who commented!  You made my day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;My life has stayed relatively uneventful.  Ok, so there are a few noteworthy events. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;On Wednesday we did have 80's night and I did look awesome.  My new goal as discussed with Jill is to learn to put pictures up here, so yeah, hopefully you will see pics of me all cute and 80's.  David looked sorta scared and said, "umm, I really feel like I'm in high school again".  Goal Accomplished!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Friday night my parents left town.  So, I was alone here with Kenny.  Well, that kid decides to hang out with his friends and sleep tehre so I was all alone.  I did however get to watch 13 going on 30 twice in one day, once with Kimberly, and once with Cynthia.  Cynthia had to come over to make sure i wasn't terrified out of my mind.  Then she and I went to drop her off, and we both ended up scared so we drove around, stopped at Walmart, and went to apartment 9 to hang... i stayed out super later than usual and am working on getting out of the 11 oclock bedtime! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Of course there were natural consequences to that... I stayed out til 2 30, didn't get to bed til 3, woke up at five and had to be at the bank at 7... that was quite plesant... let me tell ya.  So, the bank was fine.  I really just wanted a guy to cuddle with me on the couch because it would've been a perfect rainy day cuddle, but alas, I'm happy and single which means i have no cuddling to be done.  That night we had a girly night and made fun sundaes and watched Chasing Liberty which was a cute little movie.  I thought Liberty was the girls name until the guy called her anna... liberty would be a cute name.  Consider it.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Kenny's boys slept over and we all went to bed at 3ish after having a DDR party... we're losers, just deal with it.  So, again all kinds of tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;This brings me to an important point.  Today at church my "resignation" from youth intern was announced.  I'm excited, and happy, I will miss always being with the kids, but i'm so open to having my aged friends again.  So, call me, pretty soon I won't be so busy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Well, hope everyone has a good day, I'm off!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744464-109624972068527224?l=thatiskimtastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744464/posts/default/109624972068527224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744464/posts/default/109624972068527224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatiskimtastic.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109624972068527224' title=''/><author><name>Kim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Kimbaleigh2484/blackandwhiteKim.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744464.post-109583000260484560</id><published>2004-09-21T21:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-21T22:13:22.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;Sorry I am so terrible at writing in my journal.  I just seem to not have time, unless I were to stay up late, but we all know that I am a 90 year old in a 20 year olds body. Updates from the last 1.5 weeks:&lt;br /&gt;*I apparently do not have a blood clot.  I had to have several people talk me into that one.  My hypochondria seems to get worse every year.  I can't wait to see myself as an old woman who talks about the many things that are "wrong" with her.  O wait, I already do that.&lt;br /&gt;*The youth are having an 80's night tomorrow night so I spent most of the day yesterday shopping with Becky for 80's clothes.  After seeing the outfit all put together I am soooo happy to say I look like the leader of the six chicks (from 13going on 30) only a little chubbier.  I feel super cool and only wish i could've looked this cool in the 80's.  Coomplete with converse sneakers. (and a Napolean Dynamite lookalike to go along)&lt;br /&gt;*Today a girl in my class suddenly spazed out for no apparent reason and was screaming and junk.  The teacher stops in the middle of his lecture and is like, UMMMM, are you ok?  and she said, "oooo we're just having a spider situation over here"... funny she said we because no one else was freaking out.  The drama ended up with her in only one shoe because the spider had been klled on her shoe.  A guy hands it to her and the teacher starts teaching again.. Only to be interrupted 2 min later by her banging the shoe on the door.  I'm telling you people, only in the Human Sciences...&lt;br /&gt;*Tonight our professor/counselor started talking about all the girls who end up liking the jerks and marrying them.  It sorta started scaring me because, alas, i am finding that I always end up liking jerks... they can treat me terribly and for whatever reason i think they're great... Oooo please don't let me end up with a jerk.  The final statement was, "I'm telling you, you'll live in a hell.  Man, maybe I should give an alter call".  At least he put a funny twist on the end?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;*I am in need of some new guy friends.  I am finding all of mine checked out of the relationship at least two years ago and I'm just now catching on.  Lol.  So if anyone has any ideas let me know... I just need guys to hang out with.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;*I have a guy in a class who plays baseball for the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://http://baltimore.orioles.mlb.com/NASApp/mlb/mlb/minorleagues/team_roster.jsp?c_id=bal&amp;minor_id=CARFRE"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;Baltimore orioles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;.  He is a second baseman named Guera.  Crazy eh??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;* finally I am joinging a Dodgeball leauge... which sadly enough is scary because I still remember being hit in the face when i was like 5... and we're playing coed... this could be VERY dangerous and traumatic.  lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;That is all for now!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744464-109583000260484560?l=thatiskimtastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744464/posts/default/109583000260484560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744464/posts/default/109583000260484560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatiskimtastic.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109583000260484560' title=''/><author><name>Kim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Kimbaleigh2484/blackandwhiteKim.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744464.post-109461982540563346</id><published>2004-09-07T12:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-07T22:03:45.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Hello Everyone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6666cc;"&gt;So, several things to talk about:First very exciting I learned new stuff about myself this weekend. I went shopping and apparently it took my mom and I 20 years and hours of horrible shopping trips to realize I wear pettites!!! WEIRD huh? apparently even though i'm not the tinniest person, I have a short waist and long legs. So I found 3 new dresses this weekend which we picked out of 5 that actually looked good. YAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Speaking of dresses I'll be in my friend's wedding soon, so I now have a new excuse to lose weight! Yay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6666cc;"&gt;My room is almost clean. It's been a long time coming. I am very much enjoying organization again and it should be totally clean and open for viewing by tomorrow afternoon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6666cc;"&gt;This weekend I was sick, but I did get in a good 5 hours at the bank on Saturday. One of my fellow tellers scared me twice and caught me singing "from this moment" to "american soldier" and of course I was allll into it thinking ti was "from this moment". Quite embarassing actually. He looked at me like I was a crazy person. O well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Tonight I talked to my sis for the first time since she survived Francis, of course she was enjoying the Magic Kingdom while I was on my way to class. And eating at Lady and the Tamps cafe. Awww, romantical. So, she's probably going to get hit by another weird weather thing in a week making 4 in 4 weeks... sorta weird, but it works for us shatleys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Finally a survey-if a guy asks you what you want in a guy, what is he looking for you to say? What is his reasoning for wanting to know? Answer this and I'll love you!I'm sure that was random but I will be more focused tomorrow. Everyone sleep well. Miss me. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744464-109461982540563346?l=thatiskimtastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744464/posts/default/109461982540563346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744464/posts/default/109461982540563346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatiskimtastic.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109461982540563346' title=''/><author><name>Kim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Kimbaleigh2484/blackandwhiteKim.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744464.post-109426923591972933</id><published>2004-09-03T20:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-03T20:40:35.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;I have discovered lately that I am terrible when it comes to keeping a blog.  Maybe because this is one of the less popular blogs and I don't know if anyone really reads it, or maybe i just don't like writing my thoughts down because two days later i'll look at them and think what a dork i am.  I have, however, learned that I have to get over the no journal thing because it sure is a requirement for a class... o starting tonight I have to journal about addiction and addictive relationships ALL semester... no breaks.  How stinky.  However we did get to make up pusedonames.  I used my "porn star name"  it's a joke guys.  First dogs name, paired with the first street you lived on.  I have that and an alcoholics anonymous celebration i must attend every thursday for the next 14 weeks.  I find it sorta stinky, but I guess I'll make due.  These last few days have been rather trying, so, instead of me ranting and raving like all the poor people who have had the bad luck to run into me have had to hear, I'll put down some fun things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;* day planners&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;* giant spiders outside of jill's house waiting to attack... sorta not so good, but funny to watch jill run like phoebe on friends ( i don't think she meant to do that) as she runs at the spider.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;* baby kittens named little kim shatley( thanks jill)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;* three people i adore's birthday- Jill, Abe, and my mommy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;* watching the Disney "wishes" fireworks shows over and over again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;* homegrown tomatoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;* people being back in town&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;* only spending $240 on books for the semester&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;* friends in classes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;* friends getting married (this one was a stretch for me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;* going on walks with my mom and my dog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;* seeing people taking steps to recovery from addiction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;* Chimy's, BOT, and all the other restraunts i've been to recently.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;Not a huge list, but enough to get me into a good mood.  Yay for happy times.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744464-109426923591972933?l=thatiskimtastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744464/posts/default/109426923591972933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744464/posts/default/109426923591972933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatiskimtastic.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109426923591972933' title=''/><author><name>Kim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Kimbaleigh2484/blackandwhiteKim.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744464.post-109356553181258183</id><published>2004-08-26T17:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-26T17:12:11.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;Hey All.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;Brief update, the crush is good.  The end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;No really, I have had a busy last few days.  Started out monday with all kinds of interesting meetings, but I lived.  I was apparently in a bad mood because to make myself feel better I went and spent $400.  Boy, do i feel better.  I did get a new copier/scanner/printer.  Super exciting, and then many other things.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;Tuesday I was super busy and then headed off to Houston with Carly.  Of course we didn't get there til two because we left at 4.  O, and did I mention, we sure did drive the whole way there without an airconditioner.  Just in case someone ever tells you to put ice under the vent, do NOT listen to them because it does not help the cooling process.  I promise.  The next day we woke up early, picked up her new car, and shopped for about 2 hours.  I got a super cute set of clothes that should've been 130 dollar for like 35.  It was sooo exciting and quite the plesant suprise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;I am now home all safe and sound.  I ran into the bank for a bit today and discovered that 2 more people are now engaged taking the count up to 8 in the last 3 weeks that I know.  Sorta frustrating, but I'll live.  So that I my life.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744464-109356553181258183?l=thatiskimtastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744464/posts/default/109356553181258183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744464/posts/default/109356553181258183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatiskimtastic.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109356553181258183' title=''/><author><name>Kim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Kimbaleigh2484/blackandwhiteKim.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744464.post-109321947654974728</id><published>2004-08-22T19:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-22T17:04:36.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;It's just a little crush.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I do have a crush though.  It's sorta fun, I haven't had one in a long time.  He's a sweetheart, but we'll just have to see what happens.  Probably nothing, because I don't really know that I want anything to happen.  So ya know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I made it through my long week of work, and suprisingly it wasn't too bad.  However, I have a new found respect of the workers of the world who go into work every morning at 7.  Ya'lls is craaazy.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;We have made it to phase two of the new youth room so immediatley after work yesterday I went up to church and painted til six thirty.  Long, but fun, and seeing the product made it all more fun.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I'm excited people are coming home these days.  Or at least to my home.  College starts again in one week and I'm realizing this is my senior year all over again.  Pretty quick... super weird. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Today on the way home from church at Katsman park there were boys dressed up as gladiators or something, possibly lord of the rings characters, play fighting... all i can say is Lubbock is much weirder than it may seem on the outside. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744464-109321947654974728?l=thatiskimtastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744464/posts/default/109321947654974728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744464/posts/default/109321947654974728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatiskimtastic.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109321947654974728' title=''/><author><name>Kim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Kimbaleigh2484/blackandwhiteKim.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744464.post-109295426680370285</id><published>2004-08-19T15:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-19T15:24:26.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;You know you've been on the road for too long when you end up with a nerve issue.  Yes, I have officially been on the road too long this summer because I have come down with a nerve damage or something.  O well, it's funny to me.  I have become such a hard worker these days doing the 7-4 shift ALOT.  O well, it's good times for me.  Funny story about sitting at the Dr.  I had my cell phone on vibrate because I have still yet to figure out how to make it just be silent and do nothing...  eh, nevermind, not that funny.  Anyway, who is up for a quick trip to Dallas to do back to school shopping?  Let me know.  I need one.  but it has to be REAL quick.  I think that's all for now, boring as it may be. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Conclusions:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;don't ride in a car for too long and don't start stories that aren't funny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744464-109295426680370285?l=thatiskimtastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744464/posts/default/109295426680370285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744464/posts/default/109295426680370285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatiskimtastic.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109295426680370285' title=''/><author><name>Kim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Kimbaleigh2484/blackandwhiteKim.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744464.post-109277453533952429</id><published>2004-08-17T13:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-17T13:47:32.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Hello All!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;It is time for me to catch you up from almost a month of absence. As a helper because i know this will be long, I've included subtitles so you can skip whatever is boring to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffccff;"&gt;World Changers- Natchez, Mississippi- July 23-30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;We left at around midnight so technically the 24th, but the whole day I worked at the bank and then packed. Not to mention the shirt I made... Mine read (front) Gone south to... (back) Change the world world changes 'oh four. haha, i know I'm cute. And I made a shirt for kenny that is super cute. We rode 14 hours on a bus that I'm almost positive ahd no shocks, but we lived and got out in Alexandria, Louisiana- i think it's louisiana. Upon walking out of the bus we were all hit with suffocating humidity. that was horribly scarey with the realization that we would be working around 9 or more hours outside for a whole week. During the week, we took showers in Disaster Relief trailors that were very weird and you had to hold the faucet down to keep water coming out... pretty crazy. Sunday we were sent to churches that were sponsering us. Mine was a gorgeous very conventional church. It had stained glass everywhere and they only sang out of the hymnal- and I thought southcrest was pretty reserved. We then went and saw our houses. Ours was rated the hardest due to the fact that we had to peel the tin roof off and reroof. Each day we stayed more than an hour longer than we were supposed to stay just because we had so much work to be done. The days were long, but it was nice that a "cold front" came through not making it as hot as we originally thought. I did have to play nurse several times because apparently i don't know what i'm talking about so people don't listen when I say to drink water- in the end those are the ones who ended up at the hospital. Wednesday we only were there half a day because that evening we got to go to Baton Rouge and hang out at the Mall of Louisianna. Very nice and quite fun. I got to eat at Bennigens for the first time, so of course very exciting. The rest of the week we finished up and finished on time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Main points-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;* people in the south really do eat fried chicken EVERY meal, and grits each morning... grits are gross.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;* I look like a student and therefor am not thought of as an adult to people who don't know me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;*Never forget your airmattress when you'll be building all day, and sleeping on a hard floor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;*Kim gets "chippy" after about 4 days on the road with little or no sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;* Had fun, glad it's over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Family trip to DISNEY WORLD July 30-August 8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;This was by far the favorite part of my summer. Kenny and I were picked up from the church late Friday night and taken immediately to a hotel room. We had been starved for most of the week, so we went straight to the Hardee's in front of our hotel. Pretty soon after we ate we were out for the night. The next day we headed to the Winsor Ruins ( used after Tara burns down on Gone with The Wind. Really pretty place. Then we drove our parents by the places we each worked on during the week and I saw one of the funny, mostly drunken neighbors running around. Then we headed off. Pretty quickly after we left and were headed towards Pensacola, we noticed our battery was not charged as it should be, so we turned off all things that would make the battery not work and rode with the windows down. We stopped at the USS Alabama, pretty cool, but i was grumpy due to the heat of the car. We made it to Pensacola where A huge softball team was being housed- actually probably 40 softball teams- so the pool was full of crazy girls. The next morning we headed to Pensacola beach which has to be the prettiest I've seen so far. 2 hours outside of Disney our car died- crazily enough- right beside a gas station that actually had a mechanic there on a sunday. CRAZY COOL. So we got it fixed and within two hours we were on our way. We made it to Disney and got into a nice hotel room on the property. That night we went to Disney MGM studios, rode the tower of terror and watched fantasmic. Good night, great start, the bedtime. The second day we hit the water parks. The first ride of the day was the highest, fastest body slide and (120foot drop) you don't see the bottom from the top and you cut through the water at 60mph and it actually bruised my butt. We hung out there and then went to my sisters water park and swam with the sharks at their shark reef. We cleaned up and then went to Epcot and had a good time. Rode this ride that takes you through a lift off in a space shuttle and your face actually flies back... weird feeling. Saw another amazing fireworks display about the different countries and realized how awesome God's people groups are, but how many people need to know the Lord&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt; So Tuesday I did it. I got to see Cinderella's castle. That day was fun, and we hung out for quite a while there doing all kinds of rides- and not having to wait for them, mind you. Then we went up to MGM again, did a few rides and ate at a cool little cafe where they act like your mom. Wednesday we went out to Animal kingdom where we did a safari and such. Nice place, don't want to spend to long there though. That night we ate at o'hana's -means family for all you lilo and stitch buffs- and had an amazing dinner with my sister's friend... you get all the apetizers and meat you want. This was by far my favorite night because then we went back to the magic kingdom and saw the best fireworks show ever, over the castle. and we got into the haunted mansion- through the VIP hallway- where we rode the elevator by ourselves- instead of with 50 other people- what michael jackson pays a million dollars to do and Cameron Diaz and Justin Timberlake did only hours before. Thursday we did MGM again and were put into a stunt show because my sis has connections. And we saw a blind girl experiencing pluto and minnie for the first time. I still tear up everytime i tell the story. Said by to my sis and headed out. Ok, I'll share real stories and bits of trivia with you as I see you guys. Funny thing i saw, a girl in one of those short firly skirts walks out of the bathroom and i spare her from humilation because she sure did have it stuck in her underwear and didn't even notice!!!! hahahah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Main points:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;* It was magical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;* Fast passes/having connections were the best things ever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;* I will be moving to Disney World pretty soon here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;* It takes less than two weeks to get acclimated to humidity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;* I have a cute Abercrombie model waiting for me in orlando- just ask me about it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;* The Disney characters like to kiss older girls.  *smirk*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;That is all i'm writing for now. I know it's only two events but these were not even written in depth. I"ll catch ya'll up on stuff as i think of it. But if anyone wants to see cute pictures ask me for them. I don't know how often i'll get to update because my comp is sick and won't be back for three weeks... gasp. anyway, i am going to finish talking to tyler and then clean my poor messy room up... ttyl :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744464-109277453533952429?l=thatiskimtastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744464/posts/default/109277453533952429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744464/posts/default/109277453533952429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatiskimtastic.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109277453533952429' title=''/><author><name>Kim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Kimbaleigh2484/blackandwhiteKim.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744464.post-109226116085529108</id><published>2004-08-11T14:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-11T14:52:40.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey guys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I had a great time in the Magic Kingdom.  I just wanted to say only four more days of stale blog and then I'll be back in full swing.  I bet ya'll miss that for sure.  Anyway, I'm off to six flags to be all kinds of crazy, not really, but yes, look for me on tv when the rangers play the yankees.  Woot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744464-109226116085529108?l=thatiskimtastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744464/posts/default/109226116085529108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744464/posts/default/109226116085529108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatiskimtastic.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109226116085529108' title=''/><author><name>Kim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Kimbaleigh2484/blackandwhiteKim.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744464.post-109063076954597996</id><published>2004-07-23T17:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-23T17:59:29.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well guys, just wanted to let you know i'm going to be out of town pretty quickly here.&amp;nbsp; I am going on a mission trip to Natchez, Mississippi and will be back in two weeks... of course, the mission trip is one week long and THE MAGIC KINGDOM is another week with the fam.&amp;nbsp; So, I'll be back August 8th!&amp;nbsp; Miss me and you can still call me if you want!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love kim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744464-109063076954597996?l=thatiskimtastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744464/posts/default/109063076954597996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744464/posts/default/109063076954597996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatiskimtastic.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109063076954597996' title=''/><author><name>Kim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Kimbaleigh2484/blackandwhiteKim.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744464.post-108986615214550458</id><published>2004-07-14T21:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-14T21:35:52.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The world through blue colored glasses&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been doing quite a bit of driving lately.  During that time I have gone between three pair of sunglasses.  One is brown ( my movie star sunglasses), some are black, and the final pair is blue- from kelsey and amy I may add.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, you always hear people say, "she see's the world through rose colored glasses".  I think I finally get it.  The rose color makes everything blend in, so you don't see the bad.  I would personally hate to wear rose colored glasses.  I will equate them to the brown in west texas.  It just is so drab.  However, I want to wear blue shaded glasses.  You get the most bold blues and colors ever.  The good things stand out, and even though the bad doesn't blend in as much , I still think havign the good so bright outweighs the bad.  ... Insight from Kim.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I went a little blonder today.  Not that exciting, but it is for me because I feel like a hottie.  Something about being blonde with chunky layers makes me happy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I taught ABS.  I don't think i'm super good at teaching, so I'm hoping to get better at it.  That would be good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, congrats to Michelle for beating the little sucker on your ebay auction.  I'm impressed.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744464-108986615214550458?l=thatiskimtastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744464/posts/default/108986615214550458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744464/posts/default/108986615214550458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatiskimtastic.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108986615214550458' title=''/><author><name>Kim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Kimbaleigh2484/blackandwhiteKim.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744464.post-108933263330001266</id><published>2004-07-08T17:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-08T17:23:53.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Sincere Apologies to the Bridal Party&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several different advertisements lately have caught my attention.  The first shows a bride with her bridesmaids lined up all in a row with terrible looking dresses.  The bride says, "you will have your shoes dyed and your nails done".  The second is for sex and the city and charolette tells Carrie and Miranda that she will not be having bridesmaids to which the two both scream, "thank goodness" or something to that effect.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to take the time now, before I am engaged, or even dating someone to apologize.  I figure by the time I am planning a wedding I will be so overtaken with my perfectionism that I may forget to apologize for being too perfectionistic and being a little mean.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, to my future bridesmaids, I am very sorry for being a nazi and wanting everything perfect, but if you say yes to being one, you know now way ahead of time what you're getting yourself into.  If you get your feelings hurt, sorry you're a pansy, but it's my wedding day, not yours.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744464-108933263330001266?l=thatiskimtastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744464/posts/default/108933263330001266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744464/posts/default/108933263330001266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatiskimtastic.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108933263330001266' title=''/><author><name>Kim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Kimbaleigh2484/blackandwhiteKim.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744464.post-108917177677884805</id><published>2004-07-06T20:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-06T20:42:56.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy Fourth of July&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a little late I know, but this is my favorite holiday when it comes to just how it is.  I mean, hang out with friends, watch giant things explode, and best of all eat funnel cakes and the newest addition TURKEY LEGS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had never eaten a turkey leg and it was great.  The entertainment was, well, lacking, but whatever, there were two cute little girls who sang but i'm sure they're probably full of themselves already.  And the girl who sang the national anthem, geeee whiz, it would've been fine had she not tried to add flare.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, even though kelsey was somewhere over the U.S. i still had fun, Jen King and I got to talk it up and have a great night.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will take this to say, I'm sorry it's been so long since i posted, but when there is no way to get feedback it gets sorta boring to write anything.  However this has all been fixed, and I will update regularly.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any probs with my blog should be sent to my webdesigner Jill hoes and backup Michael Merrell.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744464-108917177677884805?l=thatiskimtastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744464/posts/default/108917177677884805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744464/posts/default/108917177677884805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatiskimtastic.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108917177677884805' title=''/><author><name>Kim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Kimbaleigh2484/blackandwhiteKim.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744464.post-108708133242935517</id><published>2004-06-12T15:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-12T16:02:12.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I'm 20 now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, 20 is much like 19, the only difference is now Jill cannot say I'm a teenager.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, everyone should be thankful to her for making my blog look so extremely cute and Kimmish.  My next goal is to post some pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who don't know, I was at camp this week with the youth group.  Probably the best camp I have ever been a part of.  I was standing in worship one night watching the camp director praise God during the song "Blessed be the Name of the Lord"  ... here are some words to that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessed be your name&lt;br /&gt;On the road marked with suffering&lt;br /&gt;Oh, There's pain in the offering&lt;br /&gt;Blessed be your name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every blessing you pour out, I &lt;br /&gt;turn back to praise&lt;br /&gt;When the darkness closes in, Lord&lt;br /&gt;Still I will say...&lt;br /&gt;Blessed be the name of the Lord&lt;br /&gt;Blessed be your name&lt;br /&gt;Blessed be the name of the Lord&lt;br /&gt;Blessed be your glorious name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You give and take away&lt;br /&gt;You give and take away&lt;br /&gt;My heart will choose to stay&lt;br /&gt;Well Blessed be your name&lt;br /&gt;-Matt Redman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, watching this man worship the Lord during it is what I found to be truly amazing.  John Mark and his wife had a baby only about 4 months ago who was born with his heart on the wrong side, his stomach where his heart should have been, and some other really not good stuff.  Baby Dax lived 23 hours, now the words "you give and take away" have a whole new meaning.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the lighter side I came home with a massive S shaped bruise on my arm, I'll share it with ya'll tomorrow, however, it's not as cute as it originally was because it is turning yellow.  I lived through sleeping in dorms with no airconditioning.  I have several funny stories, but really, you'll just have to talk to me to hear them.  Now, I am tired and am going to go veg out.  I'll update later.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744464-108708133242935517?l=thatiskimtastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744464/posts/default/108708133242935517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744464/posts/default/108708133242935517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatiskimtastic.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108708133242935517' title=''/><author><name>Kim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Kimbaleigh2484/blackandwhiteKim.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744464.post-108630844215773867</id><published>2004-06-03T17:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-03T17:20:42.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.explodingdog.com/january2/isthesuncominguptoday.html"&gt;It is Raining Today&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have had some funny stuff happen lately.  I will take you through my Tuesday, just for explaining the funniness of the fact that it was basically a Monday due to the holiday.  &lt;br /&gt;I woke up and headed to work because I had to be there at eight.  Now, we started summer dress code on June 1, so of course I was going to take advantage of no panty hose.  On the way to work I realized I had two things wrong with my outfit, so I get to work, walk in and say, " I realize this is inappropriate, I'm going home to change".  My bosses laughed at me and I was back in 14 min.  I hung out in the lobby waiting for it to open and around 8 50 my boss comes to me and says, "I don't mind if you are here to work, BUT we don't show that you were supposed to come in until 11, and you need to stay til six.  HAHAH, man o man, for a girl who lives out of her day planner you would've thought that I would actually check to see what time I work.  Other funny things that day you would only get if you knew bank lingo, so I'll spare you, all I have to say is my day ended at 6 40 with me counting another girl's drawer because she was off 1500 dollars.  HAHAHA, yeah, it was funny.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was telling my mom about how my creativity does not mix well with the recent bank robberies and she laughed as I told her about the man who I just knew was a robber and then once he walked up to me he handed me a note, so I was just waiting to press the silent alarm.  After the story she said, "well, you should only worry if someone walks in with a violin case"... i think referring to scarface or the godfather, I have no clue.  Either way, who would've guessed that the next day a woman would walk in carrying not one but five different violin cases.  God sure does have a sense of humor because that made my day.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It rained haaaard today, I ended up soaked, but i love rain, it makes me want to curl up in bed and sleep.  Or play in it.  Yay for rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, be excited for me, I will be one of the first 300 people in Lubbock to see Harry Potter when it comes out early this morn... 12 05 to be exact!!!! wahooooza!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744464-108630844215773867?l=thatiskimtastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744464/posts/default/108630844215773867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744464/posts/default/108630844215773867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatiskimtastic.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108630844215773867' title=''/><author><name>Kim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Kimbaleigh2484/blackandwhiteKim.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744464.post-108606430567267874</id><published>2004-05-31T23:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-31T21:31:45.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am having one of those days, and I am going to talk about it.  I realized that I am super boring.  Many of my friends are gone for the summer, several are about to leave for a week, and the others actually start doing things when I go to bed.  I think overall I'm frustrated that people are gone, and that I am an old woman and can't stay up late and then go into the bank at 8, come home and am more tired than i thought i would be.  OOOO kimmy, you are sooo a 19 year old in a 90 year olds body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other areas, I will no longer be a teenager (thanks very much, Jill) in about a week.  I could be excited, but I'm not.  Long story there.  I am excited that Jill can no longer call me a teenager.  I was thinking about this as all of our seniors graduated... I still feel like I should be a senior.  They seem like they are 9 year olds, just because I never was prepared for them to grow up... Kenny should still be five, it's insane that he will drive in only a matter of months.  eeep!  It's just weird how things change.  i still think of myself when it comes to college as a freshmen, there's no way in the world that I should be about to graduate in May.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To go along with that, my mom asked me today what I could do with my degree after I graduate, I'm pretty sure nothing, except for now I'll be prepared to be an MRS.   o wait, I don't have a Mr. to help me out there.  Maybe HDFS was a mistake for me, but really I'm no good at anything else, so that's all there was, and i enjoy it, but it just doesn't seem that it will come into use in the near future. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been extremely random, and I keep thinking of things to say and decide not to, they are boring and would get old.  So I shall go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.  if you read this please comment, i'm sad I don't get more, then again, there are only 2 people who read this semi-regularly that I know of, and one of them just left town for 11 weeks.  I will just have to make due. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744464-108606430567267874?l=thatiskimtastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744464/posts/default/108606430567267874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744464/posts/default/108606430567267874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatiskimtastic.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108606430567267874' title=''/><author><name>Kim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Kimbaleigh2484/blackandwhiteKim.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744464.post-108580794824523829</id><published>2004-05-28T22:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-28T22:19:08.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Kim's Happy List&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to the recent listings of Michelle and Kimberly's happy lists, I have decided to copy them and create my own list.  Here they are in no particular order:&lt;br /&gt;1. Late night trips to KMART&lt;br /&gt;2. Fart Machines that I have no clue ARE fart machines&lt;br /&gt;3. Harry Potter 3 in less than a week- my fav. HP book also :)&lt;br /&gt;4. rain followed shortly by the brightest sun ever&lt;br /&gt;5. getting sunburned, shortly to be followed by a tan&lt;br /&gt;6. new flip flops&lt;br /&gt;7. talking to Carly on the telephone &lt;br /&gt;8. not being tied down&lt;br /&gt;9. Wal Mart shorts that may actually be cute&lt;br /&gt;10. free Texas Roadhouse rolls from Ty&lt;br /&gt;11. Singing "Bah wit da ba"( Kid Rock) with sven while kristin and chadd sit in the back seat of my car laughing&lt;br /&gt;12. friends who don't realize spiders have EIGHT legs&lt;br /&gt;13. babies&lt;br /&gt;14. that fresh clean feeling after a shower&lt;br /&gt;15. stars&lt;br /&gt;16. summer&lt;br /&gt;17. knowing next semester I only have 3 days of classes and the earliest I start is 11&lt;br /&gt;18. funny banking stories&lt;br /&gt;19. good friends who appreciate the ditzy things you do&lt;br /&gt;20. Subway Tuesdays 2 for 1&lt;br /&gt;21. Shogun&lt;br /&gt;22. I will end by saying I'm happy to have Jesus and his grace. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744464-108580794824523829?l=thatiskimtastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744464/posts/default/108580794824523829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744464/posts/default/108580794824523829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatiskimtastic.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108580794824523829' title=''/><author><name>Kim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Kimbaleigh2484/blackandwhiteKim.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744464.post-108537553441603074</id><published>2004-05-23T22:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-23T22:14:36.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Watch out kids... I'm tttttttttoxic!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border=1 bordercolor=black cellspacing=0 width=250px&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align=center bgcolor=black&gt;&lt;font style='font-family: Arial; font-size: 14pt; color: #33cc66;'&gt;Kim Shatley is poisonous! 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Now, we are sisters and definitley do not always get along, but I am finding myself very sad that she won't be so close for so long.  I started thinking about how much really does change in 7 months, because basically we will not be able to see each other for that long.  Anyway, i was talking to her about everyone getting married and engaged and she said, "what is it that they put in the water here that makes people think they need to be married so early?".   Well, obviously that got me thinking, because helloooo I am one of those people and I've especially been sad that I don't even have a prospect as of now.  She has several opinions as to why I'm not dating, they will not be shared, because I disagree, and this is my opinion, not hers so yeah.  I mean, it's weird, the people that I always thought would be last to settle down, are all happy and getting married.  Not that they were no good, they just wanted to do more, see the world, etc. before they got "tied down".  I don't know what it is about Lubbock that this happens, but there's this phenomenon where people get upset if by 21 they aren't married, and by 25 they are freaking out.  Not all are that way, which is excellent, we have to have some people who are actually thinking.  But I have to say, I am one of those that thinks there's something wrong with me because I do not have a rock on my finger.  O well, i guess someone just slipped a little somethin somethin in my water.  Someone is HOPEFULLY out there waiting for me, I'll just have to wait until then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744464-108528315872744405?l=thatiskimtastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744464/posts/default/108528315872744405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744464/posts/default/108528315872744405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatiskimtastic.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108528315872744405' title=''/><author><name>Kim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Kimbaleigh2484/blackandwhiteKim.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744464.post-108475675445918352</id><published>2004-05-16T18:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-16T18:19:14.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stephanie graduated yesterday and for one brief shining moment all of us were getting along, reminiscing about the past (don't know if i spelled that right, but whatever, it's my blog).  Anyway, it started because we went to Shogun and Ry and Stephanie were talking about these amazing garlic noodles you could get, so of course all the family decided to split some.  We started eating them and they really were not that great ( later we realized there was no garlic in them)  but I gave my noodles to Ry and said i didn't want to eat them because they tasted like playdoh.  He agreed with me on that.  That got us talking about the crazy things we'd eat as kids.  Stephanie and I both ate play doh (which is really quite gross when you think of little kids hands playing with it... ewww).  This continued to go with the big sister leading the way... so here it is a list of strange things I ate as a child&lt;br /&gt;*playdoh&lt;br /&gt;*paste- Stephanie told me it was good&lt;br /&gt;*Laundry detergent (powder)... evidently the first time it was at my grandmas and i was about 2 and she had to call poison control, another time Stephanie tried it so I tried it and got yelled at so she decided not to tell them it was her idea&lt;br /&gt;*Dip spit (picked up my dad's spit cup)(second call to poison control&lt;br /&gt;*Lucky Charms... &lt;strong&gt;in orange juice&lt;/strong&gt; yet again, Stephanie's idea... &lt;br /&gt;*Dog food... steph's idea ( are we seeing the pattern yet?)&lt;br /&gt;*Bubble Gum lip gloss from Avon--- with stephanie urging me on&lt;br /&gt;*Bubble gum flavored tooth paste&lt;br /&gt;*water from a cattle trough at the ranch&lt;br /&gt;*my ice cream cone with chocolate ice cream that i shared with the dog.  yeah, I don't think young children understand the concept of germs.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure there are many others, but I will just assume that I have tried to block them out as I've gotten older.. all of that was before the age of four&lt;br /&gt;Other times in various truth or dare games I have eaten some strange items&lt;br /&gt;*peaches with barbecue sauce&lt;br /&gt;*spam&lt;br /&gt;*calf Fries- not even a dare, but still, tasted like chicken&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, we'll end there, but lets say I have friends who have eaten ice cream with katchup as a dare, and many other strange concotions, and I have had a guy it marshmallows with mustard ... from between my toes at a youth camp, whatever, at least we won.  &lt;br /&gt;So, all this to say, we eat weird things throughout our lives, if you remember some you should share, I did and I already feel better, if you don't remember, I would encourage calling your parents, you'd be suprised at what you've done. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744464-108475675445918352?l=thatiskimtastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744464/posts/default/108475675445918352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744464/posts/default/108475675445918352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatiskimtastic.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108475675445918352' title=''/><author><name>Kim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Kimbaleigh2484/blackandwhiteKim.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744464.post-108442591406289505</id><published>2004-05-12T22:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-12T22:25:14.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Crazy old lubbock&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I realize that it has almost been a week, but my life has been boring, yet crazy so that equals not posts.  Anyway.  I am only posting this because I am helping my sister graduate with a silver cord by reading over her final paper.  I have decided to take this opportunity to relive some fascinating sites I have seen lately.  During finals time I was walking to my car, when i looked over and saw this lady across the street, all by herself flailing wildly in the wind... blowing bubbles.  now, I'm a big bubble fan, but I'll either bubble it up with friends outside, or in the privacy of my own room/ backyard... this lady had guts... way to go Bubble Lady!  Next crazy sight happened only 20 min. after that.  I ran up to Southcrest to talk to David and there is a hotel next door and the indoor pool faces our church.  I look up and here is a man who dragged his pool chair onto the grassy knoll right outside of the pool area, and is tanning... now, crazy as that is, the funny thing was he was an old man with white chest hair, and purple daisy dukes... AND HE WAS STINKING BURNED.  I giggled quite a bit.  Now, not even 2 hours after this I was getting my hair done.  Now, Cameron and I talk alot but we both sat there with our mouths agape staring at the sight we saw running around broadway... fat guy with crazy chest hair, short shorts, a head band running... oooo gooosh, it was TERRIBLE.. KEEP YOUR SHIRT ON AND RUN AROUND YOUR LOCAL NEIGHBORHOOd.  crazy hooligan.  The final scene that makes me laugh is simple.  I was driving down quaker by the loop (one of the highest collision intersections in lubbock, when I see an 18 wheeler... now this isn't THAT unusual, the unusual part was that in heavy traffic this 18 wheeler was pulling a stinking U-TURN... THAT'S RIGHT A U-TURN!!!  Anyway, those were all interesting to me... but then again, I am borin :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744464-108442591406289505?l=thatiskimtastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744464/posts/default/108442591406289505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744464/posts/default/108442591406289505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatiskimtastic.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108442591406289505' title=''/><author><name>Kim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Kimbaleigh2484/blackandwhiteKim.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744464.post-108390405445708987</id><published>2004-05-06T21:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-06T21:32:01.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;So Long&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I bid farewell to the sitcom I started watching when I was *gasp* nine.  For ten years we've watched a group of young adults grow up and hit many crisis along the way.  I believe the thing that made friends so special was that you can always find something in common with at least one of the Friends carachters... whether sitting in a coffee house with 5 of your closest friends or freaking out that your parents are coming over and the house isn't clean, we could all at least see where they were coming from... for the most part.  Tonight completed it all, we got to finally see Ross and Rachel end up together, monica and chandler start a family, and of course Joey and Phoebe end up like they should.  It takes a great show to make you feel like you know these people, and this achieved it.  Which brings me to things I learned from Friends:&lt;br /&gt;* Family is more than just our "nuclear family"... family are those people, many times friends, who you know are always going to be there for you, and will of course tell you when you're being a complete idiot.&lt;br /&gt;Chandler: Yes, on a scale from one to ten, ten being the dumbest a person can look, you are definitely nineteen. &lt;br /&gt;ok, so actually tired of bulleting it.  Either way, I really really will miss friends, it's like an era is ending.  But that is ok.  We all have to learn to move on, and sometimes that means the friendship will change and won't be how it used to be, and sometimes they just get better... all i have to say is.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, no one told you life was going to be this way. &lt;br /&gt;Your job's a joke, you're broke, your live life's D.O.A. &lt;br /&gt;It's like you're always stuck in second gear. &lt;br /&gt;Well, it hasn't been your day, your week, your month, or even your year. But, &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I'll be there for you when the rain starts to pour. &lt;br /&gt;I'll be there for you like I've been there before. &lt;br /&gt;I'll be there for you 'cause you're there for me too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744464-108390405445708987?l=thatiskimtastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744464/posts/default/108390405445708987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744464/posts/default/108390405445708987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatiskimtastic.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108390405445708987' title=''/><author><name>Kim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Kimbaleigh2484/blackandwhiteKim.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744464.post-108378460566666694</id><published>2004-05-05T09:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-05T15:15:24.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The Sniffler&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I experienced the greatest atrocity I have ever experienced at tech during finals time. I walk into my 7 30 final which *sidenote*  if I felt like I was able to function at 7 30 in the morning I would not have stinking signed up for a 9 30 class....  anyway, walk in and they are making us sit in every other desk, so I don't get to sit by my normal peeps.  I end up by this girl who was evidently having a severe case of allergies.  Of course, this did not become apparent until AFTER the final started.  She sneezed this annoying "aaaapew" sneeze about fifty times and then the sniffles started.  OOOOO the sniffles!!!  Sniffler... why did you not go out of the room and blow your nose???  So yes, for normal people maybe it would've been manageable, but for me, hello, I get grossed out easily, so I definitely did gag once or twice... I have no clue why, maybe the silence with the snoty sniff became too much.  Either way, I would much rather have had my annoying "rustler" or the typical "loud breather" beside me than the sniffles.  UGGGHHHHHH!!!!!  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744464-108378460566666694?l=thatiskimtastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744464/posts/default/108378460566666694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744464/posts/default/108378460566666694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatiskimtastic.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108378460566666694' title=''/><author><name>Kim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Kimbaleigh2484/blackandwhiteKim.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744464.post-108364555637909446</id><published>2004-05-03T21:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-03T21:43:19.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Procrastination is FUNNNN!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you are trying to get a summary, skip to the bottom... it will save time.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I know everyone has already written a journal entry (including me) about procrastination.... but I think final time is worthy of procrastination.  &lt;br /&gt;I told myself I would study quite a bit on Monday to be prepared for my Dead Day final.  Now, I had this thought in my head, but I couldn't force myself to do it.  Instead I got stood up for lunch.  This is only the second time I've ever been stood up and the first time at a restaurant ( the first time was a tutoring time with Josh R.)  Anyway, you'd think that since I didn't have to sit around at lunch I would've gone home to study or studied as I sat by myself and ate.  BUT NO, I then decided a quick trip to the bank would be nice... gotta have the deposit in before four, and then i would stop in at church.  Well, of course I did not want to study so I hung around the church for probably 2 hours doing various things.  So, I come home and think to myself... a nap would be nice because i have to study SUPER HARD... but I got 3 phone calls right as I would drift into sleep. so no nap.  Then I decided to do a thorough cleaning of my room... not just the regular, but we're talking dusting, and all that jazz.  This is were my Obsessive compulsiveness comes in... I actually put all my bank statments, taxes, credit statments, and pay chec stubs into my crate in order of when I got them.  But it gets worse.  I found out that my checkign account is off 40 dollars so I went back three years and made sure I had written every check down... i found 10 dollars, but still am at a loss for the other 30.   Either way, I have procrastinated and even made this long to procrastinate more.  We are within 18 hours of test time, and I haven't touched the book.  So, everyone yell at me the next time I think of procrastinating.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bottom line:  Procrastination and Obsessive Compulsivity don't mix&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Finals!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744464-108364555637909446?l=thatiskimtastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744464/posts/default/108364555637909446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744464/posts/default/108364555637909446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatiskimtastic.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108364555637909446' title=''/><author><name>Kim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Kimbaleigh2484/blackandwhiteKim.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744464.post-108335994151441539</id><published>2004-04-30T14:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-30T14:23:20.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I am Beauuuutiful!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, within the last two or three days, i've gone on a "beautification kick" that started with waxing.  I went and got my eyebrows and underarms done... now this may sound stupid, but I feel soooo great!  Everyone should do it.  I have pedicured my feet, and they're feeling beautiful, eating &lt;em&gt;better&lt;/em&gt; than I was before, and I've even gone on walks lately with my mom.  That's been nice.  Last night as we were walking I looked up and the sky was ooo sooo beauuuutiful!  It was hot pink and purple.  So lovely.  Next step is actually working on getting ready before I go out and do stuff.  But not only is it outward, it's inward, just working on changing things about me that I don't necessarily like.  Everyone should have a spring cleaning type makeover, it makes ya feel all warm and fuzzy.  &lt;br /&gt;In other news:&lt;br /&gt;There is a guy in my history class that I have had a crush on ALL semester.  He plays baseball for Tech and I finally sat by him the other day in class.  Anyway, Very attractive guy, but I am now over him.  First thing that killed that was even though we were getting along nicely, I noticed that he shaved his arms.  GUYS-  THIS IS NOT ATTRACTIVE!!! IT DOES NOT MAKE YOUR ARMS LOOK MORE MUSCULAR.  I think the most unattractive thing about it was that he had stubble... but for whatever odd reason he didn't shave his legs... I dunno, strange kid.  Second thing that was a turn off was he was a freshman... nothing wrong with a freshman, but I just avoid dating younger guys... at least until a meet one worthy enough of my time.  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744464-108335994151441539?l=thatiskimtastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744464/posts/default/108335994151441539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744464/posts/default/108335994151441539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatiskimtastic.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108335994151441539' title=''/><author><name>Kim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Kimbaleigh2484/blackandwhiteKim.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744464.post-108311369103987904</id><published>2004-04-27T17:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-27T17:59:52.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table style='font-family : Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; border-collapse: collapse; border: 1px solid black;' cellspacing='0' cellpadding='2' align='center'&gt;&lt;form action='http://memegen.deskslave.org/viewmeme.pl?un=llScorpiusll&amp;meme=1074626196' method='POST'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th colspan=2  bgcolor='#000000'&gt;&lt;font color='#DDDD88'&gt;Your True Nature by &lt;a href='http://scorpius-farscape.tv'&gt;&lt;font color='#DDDD88'&gt;llScorpiusll&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#333333' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #FFFFFF;'&gt;Username&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#DDDDAA' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #000000;'&gt;&lt;input type='text' name='armored_username' value='Kimberly' size='20'&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#333333' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #FFFFFF;'&gt;The quality that most appeals to you:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#DDDDAA' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #000000;'&gt;Beauty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#333333' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #FFFFFF;'&gt;In a survival situation, you:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#DDDDAA' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #000000;'&gt;Fight, but reluctantly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#333333' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #FFFFFF;'&gt;Your hidden talent is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#DDDDAA' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #000000;'&gt;Adaptability&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#333333' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #FFFFFF;'&gt;Your gift is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#DDDDAA' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #000000;'&gt;Athletic ability&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#333333' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #FFFFFF;'&gt;In groups, you:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#DDDDAA' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #000000;'&gt;Blend in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#333333' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #FFFFFF;'&gt;Your best quality is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#DDDDAA' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #000000;'&gt;Your sense of humour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#333333' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #FFFFFF;'&gt;Your weakness is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#DDDDAA' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #000000;'&gt;Your laziness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='un' value='llScorpiusll'&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='meme' value='1074626196'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=2 align='center' bgcolor='#000000'&gt;&lt;input type='submit' value='Fill Out Your Answers and Try it!'&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=2 align='center' bgcolor='#000000'&gt;&lt;font size='-1' color='#FFFFFF'&gt;Created with the ORIGINAL &lt;a href='http://memegen.deskslave.org/'&gt;&lt;font color='#DDDD88'&gt;MemeGen&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought this was interesting.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style='font-family : Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; border-collapse: collapse; border: 1px solid black;' cellspacing='0' cellpadding='2' align='center'&gt;&lt;form action='http://memegen.deskslave.org/viewmeme.pl?un=llScorpiusll&amp;meme=1074626196' method='POST'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th colspan=2  bgcolor='#000000'&gt;&lt;font color='#DDDD88'&gt;Your True Nature by &lt;a href='http://scorpius-farscape.tv'&gt;&lt;font color='#DDDD88'&gt;llScorpiusll&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#333333' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #FFFFFF;'&gt;Username&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#DDDDAA' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #000000;'&gt;&lt;input type='text' name='armored_username' value='Kim Shatley' size='20'&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#333333' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #FFFFFF;'&gt;The quality that most appeals to you:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#DDDDAA' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #000000;'&gt;Loyalty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#333333' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #FFFFFF;'&gt;In a survival situation, you:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#DDDDAA' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #000000;'&gt;Play dead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#333333' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #FFFFFF;'&gt;Your hidden talent is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#DDDDAA' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #000000;'&gt;Discrimination&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#333333' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #FFFFFF;'&gt;Your gift is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#DDDDAA' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #000000;'&gt;Cunning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#333333' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #FFFFFF;'&gt;In groups, you:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#DDDDAA' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #000000;'&gt;Observe others' behaviour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#333333' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #FFFFFF;'&gt;Your best quality is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#DDDDAA' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #000000;'&gt;Your abundant energy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#333333' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #FFFFFF;'&gt;Your weakness is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#DDDDAA' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #000000;'&gt;Your laziness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='un' value='llScorpiusll'&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='meme' value='1074626196'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=2 align='center' bgcolor='#000000'&gt;&lt;input type='submit' value='Fill Out Your Answers and Try it!'&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=2 align='center' bgcolor='#000000'&gt;&lt;font size='-1' color='#FFFFFF'&gt;Created with the ORIGINAL &lt;a href='http://memegen.deskslave.org/'&gt;&lt;font color='#DDDD88'&gt;MemeGen&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style='font-family : Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; border-collapse: collapse; border: 1px solid black;' cellspacing='0' cellpadding='2' align='center'&gt;&lt;form action='http://memegen.deskslave.org/viewmeme.pl?un=llScorpiusll&amp;meme=1074626196' method='POST'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th colspan=2  bgcolor='#000000'&gt;&lt;font color='#DDDD88'&gt;Your True Nature by &lt;a href='http://scorpius-farscape.tv'&gt;&lt;font color='#DDDD88'&gt;llScorpiusll&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#333333' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #FFFFFF;'&gt;Username&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#DDDDAA' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #000000;'&gt;&lt;input type='text' name='armored_username' value='Kim ' size='20'&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#333333' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #FFFFFF;'&gt;The quality that most appeals to you:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#DDDDAA' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #000000;'&gt;High Social Status / Wealth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#333333' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #FFFFFF;'&gt;In a survival situation, you:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#DDDDAA' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #000000;'&gt;Act crazy as a diversion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#333333' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #FFFFFF;'&gt;Your hidden talent is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#DDDDAA' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #000000;'&gt;Endurance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#333333' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #FFFFFF;'&gt;Your gift is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#DDDDAA' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #000000;'&gt;Fearlessness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#333333' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #FFFFFF;'&gt;In groups, you:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#DDDDAA' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #000000;'&gt;Are the center of attention&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#333333' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #FFFFFF;'&gt;Your best quality is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#DDDDAA' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #000000;'&gt;Your industriousness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#333333' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #FFFFFF;'&gt;Your weakness is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#DDDDAA' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #000000;'&gt;Your timidity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='un' value='llScorpiusll'&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='meme' value='1074626196'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=2 align='center' bgcolor='#000000'&gt;&lt;input type='submit' value='Fill Out Your Answers and Try it!'&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=2 align='center' bgcolor='#000000'&gt;&lt;font size='-1' color='#FFFFFF'&gt;Created with the ORIGINAL &lt;a href='http://memegen.deskslave.org/'&gt;&lt;font color='#DDDD88'&gt;MemeGen&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously, this thing is stupid.  Play with it for a while though.  I found that most of them if you just take bits and pieces you have me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744464-108311369103987904?l=thatiskimtastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744464/posts/default/108311369103987904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744464/posts/default/108311369103987904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatiskimtastic.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108311369103987904' title=''/><author><name>Kim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Kimbaleigh2484/blackandwhiteKim.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744464.post-108310214390282048</id><published>2004-04-27T14:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-27T14:48:22.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I have a hypothesis&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was looking through my collection of perfumes recently and came up with and idea.  Do the perfumes we wear describe us?  Now, we already know that generally people stick to the same type of scents, but I am talking about the names.  So, I continued to look through all my perfume and here is what I have found.  Happy-  I'd say I'm a happy person, Happy Heart- yup, that's me.  Cool Waters- I can be tranquil on the outside, but as cool waters can be, there are sometimes all kinds of craziness under the calmness, Wink- I do tend to be flirtatious, Curve- maybe I am a bit curvy, and Heavenly- yeah, I'll take that description too.  Very Sexy II--- mmm, maybe later on I can be described as that.  Glamour- mmm, maybe not that either. haha.  I dunno, this is all just a hypothesis.  Everyone look through your perfume and see if they describe you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744464-108310214390282048?l=thatiskimtastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744464/posts/default/108310214390282048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744464/posts/default/108310214390282048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatiskimtastic.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108310214390282048' title=''/><author><name>Kim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Kimbaleigh2484/blackandwhiteKim.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744464.post-108285296638104724</id><published>2004-04-24T16:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-24T17:33:36.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Time for another commercial break&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as I hate commercials, I often times find that they can be strangely entertainging.  In fact, if the superbowl starts to get boring, i find myself just waiting for another set of commercials.  I have decided the best and worst commercials.  Here they are in no particular order&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Worst&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* The Pearl Tampon commercial :  WHAT IN THE WORLD WERE THEY THINKING???  Ok, so the guy is sitting in the boat and it starts to leak... so what does the girl do?  she puts a tampon into the leaky area.  Yeah, just gross, and awkward for anyone to see.&lt;br /&gt;* Those stupid All  American Chevrolet commercials... They have the whole group, the commcercial is at max volume, and most of the time the words are off... it's annoying!!!  Not to mention the worst acting EVER!&lt;br /&gt;* Those nasty toenail fungus commercials that always seem to come on when you're eating and the bacteria actually climbs under the toenail and it sorta hurts you to watch.  Yeah, don't show feet on tv... it's as simple as that.&lt;br /&gt;* The muppet pizza commercial... I got this from Michelle... It gets super loud! You don't get my business if you make the volume go up just for attention... I will only talk louder.  I also think that the muppets copped out.  They could've at least gotten Verizon or something.&lt;br /&gt;* Those pest control commercials where the roach crawls on the screen, I ALWAYS think it's a real bug&lt;br /&gt;* Those stupid digital cable commercials where they have actors read the people's letters.  They always look like they have accomplished some extraoridnary task.  WISE UP ACTORS: if you're selling cable now, you probably don't have much of an acting career left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saved all the best for last.  &lt;br /&gt;*The 7 up commercial where the guy is trying to dunk in the hoop that's on the 7up truck.  Then the truck stops and the guy smashes right into the back of the truck.&lt;br /&gt;*I have to give mad props to whoever does the NBC commercials for upcoming shows.  They always make me want to watch.  Good job NBC man!&lt;br /&gt;*The commercial on ESPN about coaches needing to be able to speak to their players.  It has the Mavs coach talking to Dirk in German, and it just keeps going and then to Steve Nash he's like, hey, stop being lazy... hoosier.  I don't know why, but it gets me every time.&lt;br /&gt;*I like the Citi bank card commercial.  My favorite is the one with the old lady who is mouthing what the guy is sayign and she sorta barks and then goes "mamasita!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Appealing to the girly side:&lt;br /&gt;*Johnson and Johnson commercial where the dad is playing with the baby and he turns the sports off of the big screen tv and it simply says... "life changes with a baby" or something like that&lt;br /&gt;* The commercial where the dad is holding the baby that won't quit crying, goes and searches for supermodels (the first time I saw this I got mad about the fact that they are trying to make babies lust so early) but then in walks the baby's mom... the same supermodel on the computer that made the baby quit crying... awwwwww :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is my group of commercials. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744464-108285296638104724?l=thatiskimtastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744464/posts/default/108285296638104724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744464/posts/default/108285296638104724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatiskimtastic.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108285296638104724' title=''/><author><name>Kim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Kimbaleigh2484/blackandwhiteKim.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744464.post-108267430540621661</id><published>2004-04-22T15:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-22T15:55:52.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;No thoughts today&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been so insane trying to write my fifty bazillion papers that I do not have a spare thought left in my head... so I am going for the cop out: a survey (thanks to Emmy)&lt;br /&gt;1. Grab the book nearest to you, turn to page 18, find line 4. Write down what it says: "having her week made by the news Tom Cruise is getting divorced" --- it's from an "it's a girl thing" book&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Stretch your left arm out as far as you can. What do you touch first? my very sexy II perfume&lt;br /&gt;3. What is the last thing you watched on TV? Sabrina the teenage witch *blush*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. WITHOUT LOOKING, guess what the time is. 5:35&lt;br /&gt;5. Now look at the clock, what is the actual time? 5:28... soooo close&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. With the exception of the computer, what can you hear? the air conditioner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. When did you last step outside? what were you doing? haha, don't laugh... ok, do laugh, I was outside trying my brothers new skateboard about 10 min. ago... and then falling when he had me switch sides. ( me knee is a little swollen)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Before you came to this website, what did you look at? Emily's journal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What are you wearing? A Red Raider Camp shirt and my black pants&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Did you dream last night? mmm, I don't think so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. When did you last laugh? haha, when my brother made fun of me for falling... i think it went, "how in the WORLD did you manage that?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What is on the walls of the room you are in? pictures, crosses, cute bulletin boards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Seen anything weird lately? a ground squirel that looked like a bird?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Last movie you saw? The Prince and Me... ADORABLE MOVIE... ALL SHOULD SEE IT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. If you became a multi-millionaire overnight, what would you buy first? mmm, I would buy a new back pack... I need one, but don't wanna spend the money&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Tell me something about you that I don't know. I &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. If you could change one thing about the world, regardless of guilt or politics, what would you do? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Do you like to dance? haha, yes, but let me remind you I am SOOOO white&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. George Bush: is he a power-crazy nutcase or someone who is finally doing something that has needed to be done for years? I love good ole George&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Imagine your first child is a girl, what do you call her? Shatley Grace (give it a little bit and then you can respond)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. [Same question for a boy]. Ashton Grant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Would you ever consider living abroad? um YEAH... New Zealand or Italy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope ya'll enjoyed this view into my life.  I promise something better tomorrow :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744464-108267430540621661?l=thatiskimtastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744464/posts/default/108267430540621661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744464/posts/default/108267430540621661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatiskimtastic.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108267430540621661' title=''/><author><name>Kim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Kimbaleigh2484/blackandwhiteKim.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744464.post-10824356871160217</id><published>2004-04-19T21:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-19T21:38:50.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;O the funny things we see&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am learing things about the Tech campus daily, but it has taken me a year and a half to find these things.  For instance:&lt;br /&gt;* If you are wearing Old Navy flip flops, do not walk on the red and brown brick or the lightests colored cement when it's wet.  You will slip, as many lucky walkers got to see me do 3 times in a matter of 20 steps&lt;br /&gt;* If a person is wearing Old Navy flip flops when it's wet, they will end up walking like a penguin.&lt;br /&gt;* There is a girl on tech campus that laughs like a turkey.  it goes like this GOoblblbelelelelblele GOOOOBlelelelebgoblegoble goble.  It's really funny to hear, and you can hear it from up to 2 blocks away&lt;br /&gt;* There is a girl on Tech campus who danced so hard this weekend that she is sore, and somehow in that dancing hit her head on a wall hard enough to earn a concussion&lt;br /&gt;* A guy went to the park this weekend and evidently exposed himself and then got in trouble with the police... his friend thought he was stupid&lt;br /&gt;* Another girl in the human sciences did butts of steel and her butt is not sore, but her claves are.  &lt;br /&gt;* some girl is getting married this week and thinks weddings are worthless, she also thinks Star from the VIEW is ugly and fat and should not be allowed to be married&lt;br /&gt;Ah, tech campus, a place to see how all our differences make us special.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744464-10824356871160217?l=thatiskimtastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744464/posts/default/10824356871160217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744464/posts/default/10824356871160217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatiskimtastic.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#10824356871160217' title=''/><author><name>Kim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Kimbaleigh2484/blackandwhiteKim.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744464.post-108234092275112891</id><published>2004-04-18T19:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-18T19:23:05.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Thoughts on "mr. right"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently the issue of if I have found Mr. Right has been brought up several times, and of course each time I have to say no.  But this is ok.  Everytime the conversational person will ask me what I'm looking for and to be honest I don't know.  There are some girls who have it down to a "T"-- "he has to have a big, black truck.  16" lift, 6'1", brown eyes with golden flecks, dark hair"... you know what girls I'm talking about.  And several times it seems to work perfectly.  Others I know end up with the exact opposite.  So this has me thinking about what I'd ideally want.  Here is what I have come up with so far... of course these are just prefrences.&lt;br /&gt;* Christian (no brainer)&lt;br /&gt;* physically active- I want to go play sports and be active together&lt;br /&gt;* can't like cats (sorry to all the cat lovers out there, I'll blame it on allergies)&lt;br /&gt;* Taller than me&lt;br /&gt;* good sense of humor&lt;br /&gt;* BIG SMILE&lt;br /&gt;* good hugger&lt;br /&gt;* a leader&lt;br /&gt;* calm ( i have to have someone to offset my freak out moments)&lt;br /&gt;* outgoing&lt;br /&gt;* somewhat preppy, maybe with some rugged hansomness mixed in there&lt;br /&gt;* has to know how to drive standard ( I am willing to teach though)&lt;br /&gt;* needs to enjoy talking to me&lt;br /&gt;* likes to deal with issues head on, while giving me my time to think about the issue so I don't overreact&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm sure I left some stuff out of that, but this is just what came to mind during this time of procrastination.  If by any chance you happen to see this guy walking around campus, you can give me a call. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744464-108234092275112891?l=thatiskimtastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744464/posts/default/108234092275112891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744464/posts/default/108234092275112891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatiskimtastic.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108234092275112891' title=''/><author><name>Kim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Kimbaleigh2484/blackandwhiteKim.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744464.post-108226442673184687</id><published>2004-04-17T21:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-17T22:04:28.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Movie-goers code of ethics&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember growing up and watching those silly cats sing and dance at the movies back in the olden days... In fact, for a brief period of time I had most of the lyrics memorized.  In the song it talked about turning of your phone, no talking, etc.   Now, obviously, the loss of this historical song has lead to the demise of the new generation of movie goers.  I sat in the theatre last night and this afternoon apalled by the rudeness of the people.  One older woman sat in the back restating every "funny" part of the movie... and to her, every part was funny... maybe we can blame that on the aging, but the others were unacceptable.  A girl sitting behind me was pushing on my chair, so obviously I would push back so I don't have to sit in the upright unreclined position through the whole thing... well, the inconsiderate child continued pushing back... The mom behind us continued letting her child wine throughout the movie, and did not take her out.  Now, I was removed from the theatre 2 times in my life... both from crying to loudly.  My parents weren't scared to remove me.  The man beside us would not turn his vibrating phone off, and his daughters kept walking in front of us when they were at the end of the row.  One time I even had a woman in the theatre who left her cell phone ringing and then answered 4 times throughout the movie and never left once.  So I have decided some common courtesey's need to be reminded:&lt;br /&gt;*Turn off all cell phones or paging devices&lt;br /&gt;*If your child is not old enough to understand they have to be quiet in a movie, call a babysitter&lt;br /&gt;*Sit on the front row so you can put your feet on the railing or make sure there is no one sitting in the chair in front of you&lt;br /&gt;*Leave as few times as possible&lt;br /&gt;*No popcorn throwing&lt;br /&gt;*Save comments until the end if you can't talk quietly&lt;br /&gt;IF we all work on oursleves, maybe movies can be relaxing again&lt;br /&gt;Now, that is my venting for the week, enjoy your movies.&lt;br /&gt;Btw, Prince and me is adorable, The Alamo, well, it's mostly historically accurate, but rather slow.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744464-108226442673184687?l=thatiskimtastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744464/posts/default/108226442673184687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744464/posts/default/108226442673184687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatiskimtastic.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108226442673184687' title=''/><author><name>Kim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Kimbaleigh2484/blackandwhiteKim.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6744464.post-108205097990004668</id><published>2004-04-15T10:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-15T10:46:57.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;A PIRATE'S LIFE FOR ME&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I laid in bed sick most of the day.  Not that it was a bad thing, because it gave me a chance to watch &lt;em&gt;Pirates of the Carribean&lt;/em&gt;.  Now, I as I lay there watching the movie I came to a good set of conclustions:&lt;br /&gt;* I will marry a pirate&lt;br /&gt;* I could definatley play the damsil in distress with only minor coaching&lt;br /&gt;* I want the charisma of Jack Sparrow mixed with the kindness of Will Turner (who in fact IS a pirate)&lt;br /&gt;* He has to know fencing.  YAY FOR SWORD FIGHTS&lt;br /&gt;Now, all this thinking caused me to think about my wedding.  I know I have always dreamed of the traditional huge wedding, come on, what other kind would I have?  But, if faced with the opportunity to marry a pirate, I will go in a different direction.  &lt;br /&gt;* We will be married on a pirate ship, either in the Carribean (yay for all you guests who get to go to the Carribean for my wedding) or I will be married at the POC part of Disneyworld.  We'll cross that bridge when we get to it.&lt;br /&gt;* All the ladies will be dressed in English Carribean style dresses (the kind you can't breathe in) including me ina huge white enlgish wedding dress, while the men can choose between pirate and english man style.  &lt;br /&gt;* The fun will be as I walk down the isle and the Pirates come to take me away, and there is a giant sword fight where the groom will have to fend them off along with his groomsmen and my dad.  &lt;br /&gt;* To end the ceremony the bad pirates walk the plank and we live happily ever after with our parrot named Pete.&lt;br /&gt;So, that is the new decision.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6744464-108205097990004668?l=thatiskimtastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744464/posts/default/108205097990004668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6744464/posts/default/108205097990004668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatiskimtastic.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108205097990004668' title=''/><author><name>Kim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Kimbaleigh2484/blackandwhiteKim.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
