<?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-3504280</id><updated>2011-04-22T07:08:37.915+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Shards of Consciousness</title><subtitle type='html'>You know streams of consciousness? Mine come in shards, with no definite connection to each other. Whatsoever. (Also called randomness!)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moonshines.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moonshines.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Dominique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>73</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504280.post-109025903653809024</id><published>2004-07-19T19:43:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-07-19T19:43:56.536+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="audblog"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.audioblogger.com/media/29296/77028.mp3" class="audLink"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.audioblogger.com/media/images/audioblogger.gif" class="audImg"border="0" alt="this is an audio post - click to play" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504280-109025903653809024?l=moonshines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/109025903653809024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/109025903653809024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moonshines.blogspot.com/2004_07_18_archive.html#109025903653809024' title=''/><author><name>Dominique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504280.post-107291709751338382</id><published>2004-01-01T01:31:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-01-01T01:32:43.873+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Still others-</title><content type='html'>Are pretty happy, easy-to-please people. I hope the majority of the people I carry on meeting are like this. It would be nice if the majority of the world's population were made up of these types, eh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504280-107291709751338382?l=moonshines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/107291709751338382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/107291709751338382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moonshines.blogspot.com/2003_12_28_archive.html#107291709751338382' title='Still others-'/><author><name>Dominique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504280.post-107291653228378014</id><published>2004-01-01T01:22:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-01-01T01:23:18.763+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year!</title><content type='html'>Happy New Year, people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I've learned so far this year:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Some people sort of enjoy making problems for themselves.&lt;br /&gt;-- Other people enjoy making problems for other people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504280-107291653228378014?l=moonshines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/107291653228378014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/107291653228378014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moonshines.blogspot.com/2003_12_28_archive.html#107291653228378014' title='Happy New Year!'/><author><name>Dominique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504280.post-107287898363342594</id><published>2003-12-31T14:56:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2003-12-31T14:57:29.233+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year--!</title><content type='html'>I don't know--- the whole blog thing is not really working for me. I have no clue what to write about!! But Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year to everyone anyway!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504280-107287898363342594?l=moonshines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/107287898363342594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/107287898363342594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moonshines.blogspot.com/2003_12_28_archive.html#107287898363342594' title='Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year--!'/><author><name>Dominique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504280.post-106986826362437830</id><published>2003-11-26T18:37:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2003-11-26T18:38:15.030+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Uh, long time no see?</title><content type='html'>WOAh, now THAT was a long time ago (understatement). Well, school's started, and I now have internet in my room (hahaha!), so be prepared for more random posting in the life of mee. Actually, right now there is really nothing to post about-- just wanted to write in my blog instead of answering the billions of emails I should probably actually be getting to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504280-106986826362437830?l=moonshines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/106986826362437830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/106986826362437830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moonshines.blogspot.com/2003_11_23_archive.html#106986826362437830' title='Uh, long time no see?'/><author><name>Dominique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504280.post-106320310108974290</id><published>2003-09-10T16:11:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2003-09-10T16:11:41.126+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My mother is truly vile, and in vile I mean horribly cheap. The word "cheapskate" would be an understatement. I mean, here I am wearing this ratty old sweater (ok, so "ratty" would be a bit of an exaggeration.) But still-- old, is not. And, is it maybe possible that I grew over the summer? Maybe. Duh!!! Of course it's possible. And then and then, instead of saying "Damn that sweater is small.", she notices my pants (also getting too small), and she says "You're wearing fresh pants?!?!? Why don't you wera the ones you were wearing yesterday?!?!??!?!?" "Uh, because there's a STAIN on them." "Where?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where??? Do you really need to see if I SAY there's a stain on them??? Goddd!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504280-106320310108974290?l=moonshines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/106320310108974290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/106320310108974290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moonshines.blogspot.com/2003_09_07_archive.html#106320310108974290' title=''/><author><name>Dominique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504280.post-106310398175994931</id><published>2003-09-09T12:39:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2003-09-09T12:39:41.763+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hm, am back from Cali yay. Had mucho fun, but now I have to go back to schooool.... no. I really do not want to. Blah. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504280-106310398175994931?l=moonshines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/106310398175994931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/106310398175994931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moonshines.blogspot.com/2003_09_07_archive.html#106310398175994931' title=''/><author><name>Dominique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504280.post-106175126242570004</id><published>2003-08-24T20:54:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2003-08-24T21:00:02.820+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Have added new movie in movie theater, go see it, thuogh I was delayed in making this one, so its comic value is a bit on the v diminished side. Anyway, need a link? &lt;a href="http://www.boomspeed.com/moonshines/movies.html" target="new"&gt;Here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also need to get a new layout on here up soon, before I go to Frisco and school starts. Ugh. Ah well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway. Went to some strange thing called "INFORM".... sumthing like a county fair/carnival, and with a tent set up sort of like a club. Music was good, but was v. weird, due to large amts of desperadoes (some nasty guy was trying to dance with every guy he saw, and everytime he tried to look at me I sort of ran away). Also this girl was wearing this really short skirt and this really slutty top (oh wait--- that was an understatement). And she was dancing like she should have been on some sort of pole. Ah well-- in the end, the desperate guy and the slut got together (oh what a beautiful sight...). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O hyeah, I made &lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/diamantsrouge" target="new"&gt;a fanlisting&lt;/a&gt;. Go join it. Bye now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504280-106175126242570004?l=moonshines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/106175126242570004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/106175126242570004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moonshines.blogspot.com/2003_08_24_archive.html#106175126242570004' title=''/><author><name>Dominique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504280.post-10611438980710485</id><published>2003-08-17T20:11:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2003-08-24T20:54:42.193+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Right, so am back from Budapest. I took a train back, the &lt;i&gt;wrong&lt;/i&gt; train, mind you, so instead of being all decent, it was all horrible and disgusting. I mean, I took a first class seat to prevent having to be in all that muck, but it was still vile anyway. And then, when I got there, my mom wasn't there (apparently some confusion with the train arriving or whatever, she said she was there earlier and waited for a long time, but I don;t know), and so I had to wait for about 50 years, and there all these really freaky possibly rapost people, and NO I am not just being paranoid, because this one guy was on a bike, and was looking at me while I was sitting on a bench, then he turns around to pass me again, this time taking off his sunglasses! And then he stopped. Needless to say I was pretty much hysterical and was damning everyone and everything and so I quickly moved to a spot where there were more people. Anyway. I was picked up after like two hours. Ugh. How horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did have a good time in Budapest though~ people were very nice this year. Of course, there are some more unpleasant things that went on that I can't mention here, but oh well. It was still fun. And a lot of stuff reminded me of scenes from ::Center Stage::--- but not THAT scene, you sickos! Yeah, so a bunch of us went out clubbing, and had lil parties in each others rooms and stuff. Nice nice, even though we did have to dance the next day..... hehehe. Yeah, that's all I am going to talk about for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If that whole lil entry bored you, well that's too bad, because I never seem to be able to post stuff about me on my other blogs... it all somehow just turns out to be about 95% about other people. :) Ah well. Nothing much I can do. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504280-10611438980710485?l=moonshines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/10611438980710485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/10611438980710485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moonshines.blogspot.com/2003_08_17_archive.html#10611438980710485' title=''/><author><name>Dominique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504280.post-106019987774429566</id><published>2003-08-06T21:57:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2003-08-06T21:57:57.770+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok, I dare you to tell me that this is not the slightest bit depressing. And keep in mind that I am in Budapest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I hang up the phone, done with talking to my family from this payphone that is on the ground floor of the crap dorm, and I go upstairs. And my surroundings are just shit, except literally. Like the stairs are all crumbling and black with random dirt stuck on them and it is all kind of dark and yuck. The worst part? I chose this!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504280-106019987774429566?l=moonshines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/106019987774429566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/106019987774429566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moonshines.blogspot.com/2003_08_03_archive.html#106019987774429566' title=''/><author><name>Dominique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504280.post-105968337207940591</id><published>2003-07-31T22:29:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2003-07-31T22:29:32.026+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok, am in much better mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now wasn't that vital information? Anyway, I am going to go Budapest for some dance camp until the 16th, so if I am gone the whole time, we all know why. As for now, I have &lt;a href="http://www.boomspeed.com/moonshines/movies.html" target="new"&gt;a movie theater&lt;/a&gt;. :D :D It can be found in the "You" section as well, in case you would ever want to go back to it (hahahahaha).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504280-105968337207940591?l=moonshines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/105968337207940591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/105968337207940591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moonshines.blogspot.com/2003_07_27_archive.html#105968337207940591' title=''/><author><name>Dominique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504280.post-105950854027464878</id><published>2003-07-29T21:55:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2003-07-29T21:55:40.136+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.boomspeed.com/moonshines/justforyou.html" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://mywebpage.netscape.com/MooCowGal17/Quiz/reddress.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504280-105950854027464878?l=moonshines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/105950854027464878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/105950854027464878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moonshines.blogspot.com/2003_07_27_archive.html#105950854027464878' title=''/><author><name>Dominique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504280.post-105950826958486794</id><published>2003-07-29T21:51:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2003-07-29T21:51:09.470+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Arrr! I am in a v v v pessimistic mood now, so NO, miracles can't happen, and people are v nosy! God!! Arrrr! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504280-105950826958486794?l=moonshines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/105950826958486794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/105950826958486794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moonshines.blogspot.com/2003_07_27_archive.html#105950826958486794' title=''/><author><name>Dominique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504280.post-105834662655590441</id><published>2003-07-16T11:10:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2003-07-16T11:10:26.623+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Miracles can still happen... right? RIGHT??!?!?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504280-105834662655590441?l=moonshines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/105834662655590441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/105834662655590441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moonshines.blogspot.com/2003_07_13_archive.html#105834662655590441' title=''/><author><name>Dominique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504280.post-105829928403437208</id><published>2003-07-15T22:01:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2003-07-29T21:58:33.303+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;GO AND TAKE &lt;font style="font-size: 12pt"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.boomspeed.com/moonshines/quiz.html" target="new"&gt;THE QUIZ&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;. NOW NOW NOW!! I made it! Am v. v. v. proud. GO MOULIN ROUGE!!!!=!! :D :D&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504280-105829928403437208?l=moonshines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/105829928403437208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/105829928403437208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moonshines.blogspot.com/2003_07_13_archive.html#105829928403437208' title=''/><author><name>Dominique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504280.post-105800272955181722</id><published>2003-07-12T11:38:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2003-07-12T22:03:54.350+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/P/pressthebigredbutton/1055173224_CRussellquizdemocrat.jpg" width="435" border="0" alt="Democrat"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Threat rating: High. The Bush administration is&lt;br&gt;concerned that it may not get a second term.&lt;br&gt;Therefore, we are going to change the rules so&lt;br&gt;that each Democrat vote only counts as 0.2&lt;br&gt;votes because Democrat is a shorter word than&lt;br&gt;Republican&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/pressthebigredbutton/quizzes/What%20threat%20to%20the%20Bush%20administration%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What threat to the Bush administration are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weell, the Bush administration better watch out then. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504280-105800272955181722?l=moonshines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/105800272955181722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/105800272955181722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moonshines.blogspot.com/2003_07_06_archive.html#105800272955181722' title=''/><author><name>Dominique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504280.post-105794916730993033</id><published>2003-07-11T20:46:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2003-07-12T11:38:15.716+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/wingedcat/quizzes/How%20Well%20Do%20You%20Know%20Moulin%20Rouge%3F"&gt;&lt;img src="http://hometown.aol.com/kismetfairy/images/result1.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;How well do YOU know Moulin Rouge?  Quiz by &lt;a href="mailto:wingedcat@email.com"&gt;Amy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As if anyone had the slightest doubt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504280-105794916730993033?l=moonshines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/105794916730993033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/105794916730993033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moonshines.blogspot.com/2003_07_06_archive.html#105794916730993033' title=''/><author><name>Dominique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504280.post-105782574449251520</id><published>2003-07-10T10:29:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2003-07-10T10:29:04.493+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Everyone needs to try this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go to &lt;a href="http://www.google.com" target="new"&gt;Google&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Type in "Weapons of Mass Destruction".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click the "I'm Feeling Lucky" button.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The results are cool. K, not super cool, but still clever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504280-105782574449251520?l=moonshines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/105782574449251520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/105782574449251520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moonshines.blogspot.com/2003_07_06_archive.html#105782574449251520' title=''/><author><name>Dominique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504280.post-105759470742261972</id><published>2003-07-07T18:18:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2003-07-07T18:18:27.426+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I even made &lt;a href="http://mywebpage.netscape.com/MooCowGal17/barn_fullmovie.gif" target="new"&gt;a movie&lt;/a&gt; of my experience!! Everyone go look! And, oh yeah, it may take a while to load.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504280-105759470742261972?l=moonshines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/105759470742261972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/105759470742261972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moonshines.blogspot.com/2003_07_06_archive.html#105759470742261972' title=''/><author><name>Dominique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504280.post-105757875295663821</id><published>2003-07-07T13:52:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2003-07-07T13:52:32.873+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday was interesting-- I discovered that if there were a hell, and if it were tailored to each individual's own characterstic horrors, mine would be a cow stall. Gross gross. Why did I even go inside a farm animal's stall? There was poop and hay and muck eeeeveerywhere. Ew. Was a horrible, terrifying experience.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504280-105757875295663821?l=moonshines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/105757875295663821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/105757875295663821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moonshines.blogspot.com/2003_07_06_archive.html#105757875295663821' title=''/><author><name>Dominique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504280.post-105713723001993861</id><published>2003-07-02T11:13:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2003-07-02T11:14:06.343+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>But wait! He WAS walking with someone else that time as well... I wonder...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504280-105713723001993861?l=moonshines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/105713723001993861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/105713723001993861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moonshines.blogspot.com/2003_06_29_archive.html#105713723001993861' title=''/><author><name>Dominique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504280.post-105706804871877280</id><published>2003-07-01T16:00:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2003-07-01T16:00:48.543+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had this whole little rant that I was going to post, but I forgot what I was going to say. Pretty sad. And then I figured, well, if I forgot it, it's obviously not that important. But it was really annoying at the time!!-!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504280-105706804871877280?l=moonshines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/105706804871877280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/105706804871877280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moonshines.blogspot.com/2003_06_29_archive.html#105706804871877280' title=''/><author><name>Dominique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504280.post-105706777394668788</id><published>2003-07-01T15:56:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2003-07-01T15:56:13.750+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YAY!!!!-!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/A/akadad/1055816166_CMyDocumentsmusical.gif" border="0" alt="Musical"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Your life should be a &lt;B&gt;&lt;I&gt;Musical&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/I&gt;.&lt;br&gt;Sunshine, singing, true love and a few catchy&lt;br&gt;dance steps are the highlights of your day.&lt;br&gt;Even when you're singing in the rain you&lt;br&gt;remember that the sun'll come out, tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/akadad/quizzes/Your%20Life%20Should%20Be%20A%20Movie/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Your Life Should Be A Movie&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com" target="new"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504280-105706777394668788?l=moonshines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/105706777394668788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/105706777394668788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moonshines.blogspot.com/2003_06_29_archive.html#105706777394668788' title=''/><author><name>Dominique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504280.post-105679322349629738</id><published>2003-06-28T11:40:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2003-06-28T11:40:23.406+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>One plane ticket, but not in my name. Or, if it is in my name, at least let it be transferable.&lt;br /&gt;One printer.&lt;br /&gt;One digital camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just had to get that out of my system.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504280-105679322349629738?l=moonshines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/105679322349629738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/105679322349629738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moonshines.blogspot.com/2003_06_22_archive.html#105679322349629738' title=''/><author><name>Dominique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504280.post-105639522130886219</id><published>2003-06-23T21:07:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2003-06-25T12:59:03.820+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You all wanna check out &lt;a href="http://www.poetry.com/Publications/display.asp?ID=P4564027&amp;BN=999&amp;PN=1" target="new"&gt; Ashley's poem &lt;u&gt;Insane&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  on &lt;a href="http://www.poetry.com" target="new"&gt;Poetry.com&lt;/a&gt;. She also has a bunch more poems, if you like-- just type Colin in the last name search box and Ashley, she's also Ashley Nastasia. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504280-105639522130886219?l=moonshines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/105639522130886219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/105639522130886219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moonshines.blogspot.com/2003_06_22_archive.html#105639522130886219' title=''/><author><name>Dominique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504280.post-105638974731286425</id><published>2003-06-23T19:35:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2003-06-23T19:36:26.160+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Am feeling v. accomplished: Have added Photo Albums to my "You" section, please click. If you are too lazy to, &lt;a href="http://www.boomspeed.com/moonshines/aissverona.html" target="new"&gt;here &lt;/a&gt;is the 1st (and only so far) photo album. May take a while to load, considering is PHOTO album.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504280-105638974731286425?l=moonshines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/105638974731286425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/105638974731286425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moonshines.blogspot.com/2003_06_22_archive.html#105638974731286425' title=''/><author><name>Dominique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504280.post-105635392777014525</id><published>2003-06-23T09:38:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2003-06-23T09:38:47.780+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Step One:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.moveon.org/distortion/" target="new"&gt;Click.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Step Two:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Sign.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504280-105635392777014525?l=moonshines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/105635392777014525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/105635392777014525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moonshines.blogspot.com/2003_06_22_archive.html#105635392777014525' title=''/><author><name>Dominique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504280.post-105622579039662095</id><published>2003-06-21T22:03:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2003-06-21T22:03:10.323+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;table border=1 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=1 bgcolor=#ccddcc width=300&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana, Arial, Sans-serif" size=1 color=#000000 &gt;Will Dominique Survive A Pit Match Against Clinton And Bush?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border=1 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=1 bgcolor=#ccddcc &gt;&lt;tr height=30&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table height=10 &gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width=24 bgcolor=#ff0000&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#ffffff  align=right&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana, Arial, Sans-serif" size=1 color=#000000 &gt;24% chance Bush would kill you.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr height=30&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table height=10&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width=24 bgcolor=#ff0000&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td  bgcolor=#ffffff align=right&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana, Arial, Sans-serif" size=1 color=#000000 &gt;24% chance Clinton would kill you.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr height=30&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table height=10&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width=0 bgcolor=#ff0000&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#ffffff align=right&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana, Arial, Sans-serif" size=1 color=#000000 &gt;0% chance he would sexually harass you.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr height=30&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table height=10&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width=52 bgcolor=#ff0000&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td  bgcolor=#ffffff align=right&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana, Arial, Sans-serif" size=1 color=#000000 &gt;52% chance you would kill them.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=2 align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana, Arial, Sans-serif" size=1&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theatomictemple.com" style="color:#118811"&gt;Enter Combat&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD. It is so annoing how some people (who don't have to) will just take crap even if they can do something about it. It is so frustrating I cannot even tell you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504280-105622579039662095?l=moonshines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/105622579039662095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/105622579039662095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moonshines.blogspot.com/2003_06_15_archive.html#105622579039662095' title=''/><author><name>Dominique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504280.post-105585546104731448</id><published>2003-06-17T15:11:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2003-06-17T15:11:01.070+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Survey is a tad horrible looking as the major part of one post. Was, however, too lazy to link it to some other vestige of blogger or another webpage. Ah well. Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am currently taking ballroom dancing lessons??!?!? And my dance partner is a ---as Billy Elliot or Bridget Jones would say---- TOTAL POOF! Help help. Ah well, what do you expect, the weirdo is taking ballroom dancing classes. He also made a cake?!?!?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504280-105585546104731448?l=moonshines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/105585546104731448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/105585546104731448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moonshines.blogspot.com/2003_06_15_archive.html#105585546104731448' title=''/><author><name>Dominique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504280.post-105562436566384378</id><published>2003-06-14T22:59:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2003-06-14T22:59:25.680+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is a cool survey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100 Books. Bold the ones you've read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1984, George Orwell &lt;br /&gt;The Alchemist, Paulo Coelho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alice's Adventures In Wonderland, Lewis Carroll&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Animal Farm, George Orwell&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anna Karenina, Leo Tolstoy &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anne Of Green Gables, LM Montgomery&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Artemis Fowl, Eoin Colfer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The BFG, Roald Dahl&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birdsong, Sebastian Faulks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Black Beauty, Anna Sewell&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bleak House, Charles Dickens&lt;br /&gt;Brave New World, Aldous Huxley&lt;br /&gt;Brideshead Revisited, Evelyn Waugh&lt;br /&gt;Bridget Jones's Diary, Helen Fielding&lt;br /&gt;Captain Corelli's Mandolin, Louis de Bernieres&lt;br /&gt;Catch 22, Joseph Heller&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Catcher In The Rye, JD Salinger&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Charlie And The Chocolate Factory, Roald Dahl&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Christmas Carol, Charles Dickens&lt;br /&gt;The Clan Of The Cave Bear, Jean M Auel&lt;br /&gt;Cold Comfort Farm, Stella Gibbons&lt;br /&gt;The Colour Of Magic, Terry Pratchett&lt;br /&gt;The Count Of Monte Cristo, Alexandre Dumas&lt;br /&gt;Crime And Punishment, Fyodor Dostoyevsky&lt;br /&gt;David Copperfield, Charles Dickens&lt;br /&gt;Double Act, Jacqueline Wilson&lt;br /&gt;Dune, Frank Herbert&lt;br /&gt;Emma, Jane Austen&lt;br /&gt;Far From The Madding Crowd, Thomas Hardy&lt;br /&gt;Girls In Love, Jacqueline Wilson&lt;br /&gt;The God Of Small Things, Arundhati Roy&lt;br /&gt;The Godfather, Mario Puzo&lt;br /&gt;Gone With The Wind, Margaret Mitchell&lt;br /&gt;Good Omens, Terry Pratchett and Neil Gaiman&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight Mister Tom, Michelle Magorian&lt;br /&gt;Gormenghast, Mervyn Peake&lt;br /&gt;The Grapes Of Wrath, John Steinbeck&lt;br /&gt;Great Expectations, Charles Dickens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Great Gatsby, F Scott Fitzgerald&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guards! Guards!, Terry Pratchett&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Harry Potter And The Chamber Of Secrets, JK Rowling&lt;br /&gt;Harry Potter And The Goblet Of Fire, JK Rowling&lt;br /&gt;Harry Potter And The Sorceror's Stone, JK Rowling&lt;br /&gt;Harry Potter And The Prisoner Of Azkaban, JK Rowling&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His Dark Materials trilogy, Philip Pullman&lt;br /&gt;The Hitchhiker's Guide To The Galaxy, Douglas Adams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Hobbit, JRR Tolkien&lt;br /&gt;Holes, Louis Sachar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Capture The Castle, Dodie Smith&lt;br /&gt;Jane Eyre, Charlotte Brontë&lt;br /&gt;Kane And Abel, Jeffrey Archer&lt;br /&gt;Katherine, Anya Seton &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Lion, The Witch And The Wardrobe, CS Lewis&lt;br /&gt;Little Women, Louisa May Alcott&lt;br /&gt;Lord Of The Flies, William Golding&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord Of The Rings, JRR Tolkien&lt;br /&gt;Love In The Time Of Cholera, Gabriel García Márquez&lt;br /&gt;The Magic Faraway Tree, Enid Blighton&lt;br /&gt;Magician, Raymond E Feist &lt;br /&gt;The Magus, John Fowles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Matilda, Roald Dahl&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memoirs Of A Geisha, Arthur Golden&lt;br /&gt;Middlemarch, George Eliot&lt;br /&gt;Midnight's Children, Salman Rushdie&lt;br /&gt;Mort, Terry Pratchett&lt;br /&gt;Night Watch, Terry Pratchett&lt;br /&gt;Noughts And Crosses, Malorie Blackman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Of Mice And Men, John Steinbeck&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On The Road, Jack Kerouac &lt;br /&gt;One Hundred Years Of Solitude, Gabriel García Márquez&lt;br /&gt;Perfume, Patrick Süskind&lt;br /&gt;Persuasion, Jane Austen&lt;br /&gt;The Pillars Of The Earth, Ken Follett&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Prayer For Owen Meany, John Irving&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pride And Prejudice, Jane Austen&lt;br /&gt;The Princess Diaries, Meg Cabot&lt;br /&gt;The Ragged Trousered Philantrhopists, Robert Tressell&lt;br /&gt;Rebecca, Daphne Du Maurier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Secret Garden, Frances Hodgson Burnett&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Secret History, Donna Tartt&lt;br /&gt;The Shell Seekers, Rosamunde Pilcher&lt;br /&gt;The Stand, Stephen King&lt;br /&gt;The Story Of Tracy Beaker, Jacqueline Wilson&lt;br /&gt;A Suitable Boy, Vikram Seth&lt;br /&gt;Swallows And Amazons, Arthur Ransome&lt;br /&gt;A Tale Of Two Cities, Charles Dickens&lt;br /&gt;Tess Of The D'urbervilles, Thomas Hardy&lt;br /&gt;The Thorn Birds, Colleen McCollough &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To Kill A Mockingbird, Harper Lee &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Town Like Alice, Nevil Shute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Treasure Island, Robert Louis Stevenson&lt;br /&gt;The Twits, Roald Dahl&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ulysses, James Joyce&lt;br /&gt;Vicky Angel, Jacqueline Wilson&lt;br /&gt;War And Peace, Leo Tolstoy &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Watership Down, Richard Adams&lt;br /&gt;The Wind In The Willows, Kenneth Grahame &lt;br /&gt;Winnie-the-Pooh, AA Milne&lt;/strong&gt;The Woman In White, Wilkie Collins&lt;br /&gt;Wuthering Heights, Emily Brontë &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100 movies. Bold the ones that you've seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Godfather, The (1972)&lt;br /&gt;2 Shawshank Redemption, The (1994) &lt;br /&gt;3 Godfather: Part II, The (1974) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring, The (2001)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Schindler's List (1993)&lt;br /&gt;6 Citizen Kane (1941)&lt;br /&gt;7 Casablanca (1942)&lt;br /&gt;8 Seven Samurai (1954)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9 Star Wars (1977)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 Dr. Strangelove or: How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Bomb (1964)&lt;br /&gt;11 Memento (2000)&lt;br /&gt;12 One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest (1975)&lt;br /&gt;13 Rear Window (1954)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14 Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers, The (2002)&lt;br /&gt;15 Star Wars: Episode V - The Empire Strikes Back (1980)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16 Raiders of the Lost Ark (1981)&lt;br /&gt;17 Usual Suspects, The (1995)&lt;br /&gt;18 Amélie (2001) &lt;br /&gt;19 Pulp Fiction (1994)&lt;br /&gt;20 North by Northwest (1959)&lt;br /&gt;21 Psycho (1960)&lt;br /&gt;22 Silence of the Lambs, The (1991)&lt;br /&gt;23 12 Angry Men (1957)&lt;br /&gt;24 Lawrence of Arabia (1962) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;25 It's a Wonderful Life (1946)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26 The Good, the Bad and the Ugly (1966)&lt;br /&gt;27 Goodfellas (1990) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;28 American Beauty (1999)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29 Vertigo (1958) &lt;br /&gt;30 Pianist, The (2002)&lt;br /&gt;31 Sunset Blvd. (1950)&lt;br /&gt;32 Apocalypse Now (1979)&lt;br /&gt;33 Some Like It Hot (1959)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;34 Matrix, The (1999)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35 To Kill a Mockingbird (1962)&lt;br /&gt;36 Taxi Driver (1976)&lt;br /&gt;37 Third Man, The (1949)&lt;br /&gt;38 Paths of Glory (1957)&lt;br /&gt;39 Fight Club (1999)&lt;br /&gt;40 Boot, Das (1981) &lt;br /&gt;41 L.A. Confidential (1997)&lt;br /&gt;42 Double Indemnity (1944)&lt;br /&gt;43 Chinatown (1974) &lt;br /&gt;44 Requiem for a Dream (2000) &lt;br /&gt;45 Maltese Falcon, The (1941)&lt;br /&gt;46 Singin' in the Rain (1952)&lt;br /&gt;47 Bridge on the River Kwai, The (1957)&lt;br /&gt;48 Sen to Chihiro no kamikakushi (2001)&lt;br /&gt;49 Saving Private Ryan (1998) &lt;br /&gt;50 All About Eve (1950)&lt;br /&gt;51 M (1931)&lt;br /&gt;52 Monty Python and the Holy Grail (1975)&lt;br /&gt;53 Raging Bull (1980) &lt;br /&gt;54 Once Upon a Time in the West (1968)&lt;br /&gt;55 Se7en (1995) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;56 Crouching Tiger Hidden Dragon (2000)&lt;br /&gt;57 Wizard of Oz, The (1939)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58 2001: A Space Odyssey (1968)&lt;br /&gt;59 Vita e bella, La (1997)&lt;br /&gt;60 American History X (1998)&lt;br /&gt;61 Sting, The (1973) &lt;br /&gt;62 Touch of Evil (1958)&lt;br /&gt;63 Manchurian Candidate, The (1962)&lt;br /&gt;64 Alien (1979)&lt;br /&gt;65 Mr. Smith Goes to Washington (1939)&lt;br /&gt;66 Rashemon (1950)&lt;br /&gt;67 Leon (1994)&lt;br /&gt;68 Annie Hall (1977)&lt;br /&gt;69 Great Escape, The (1963)&lt;br /&gt;70 Clockwork Orange, A (1971) &lt;br /&gt;71 Treasure of the Sierra Madre, The (1948)&lt;br /&gt;72 Reservoir Dogs (1992) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;73 Sixth Sense, The (1999)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;74 Jaws (1975)&lt;br /&gt;75 Amadeus (1984)&lt;br /&gt;76 On the Waterfront (1954)&lt;br /&gt;77 Ran (1985)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;78 Braveheart (1995)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;79 High Noon (1952)&lt;br /&gt;80 Fargo (1996) &lt;br /&gt;81 Blade Runner (1982)&lt;br /&gt;82 Apartment, The (1960)&lt;br /&gt;83 Aliens (1986)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;84 Toy Story 2 (1999)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;85 Strangers on a Train (1951)&lt;br /&gt;86 Modern Times (1936)&lt;br /&gt;87 Shining, The (1980) &lt;br /&gt;88 Donnie Darko (2001)&lt;br /&gt;89 Duck Soup (1933)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;90 Princess Bride, The (1987)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;91 Lola rennt (1998) &lt;br /&gt;92 City Lights (1931)&lt;br /&gt;93 General, The (1927)&lt;br /&gt;94 Metropolis (1927)&lt;br /&gt;95 Searchers, The (1956)&lt;br /&gt;96 Full Metal Jacket &lt;br /&gt;97 Notorious (1946)&lt;br /&gt;98 Manhattan (1979)&lt;br /&gt;99 Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid (1969) &lt;br /&gt;100 Graduate, The (1967) &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/3504280-105562436566384378?l=moonshines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/105562436566384378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/105562436566384378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moonshines.blogspot.com/2003_06_08_archive.html#105562436566384378' title=''/><author><name>Dominique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504280.post-105553987922576298</id><published>2003-06-13T23:31:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2003-06-13T23:41:24.520+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What the heck is this? Blogger is turning new and more... modern? Okie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still have not gotten used to idea of summer vacation and lack of deadlines or pressing assignments due. Time is blissfully available, but still cannot help thinking whether or not I am wasting a whole three months. Ah well. Most likely is it just the nerd in me escaping. Must stuff it deeper into my consciousness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was looking through &lt;a href="http://www.ym.com" target="new"&gt;YM&lt;/a&gt; today, I swear, if you read that magazine, it feels a bit like-- as my sister so lovingly put it---you are losing at least 10 IQ points. Did find some pretty cool shoes in there though. (There go the few IQ points I had...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say, I kind of like &lt;a href="http://www.melissastore.com/ver_produto.php?id=1&amp;id_categ=1" target="new"&gt;these&lt;/a&gt; though they are a bit on the "out there" side. They are also purely made out of plastic. But still! Look at them! They are fun!! I also like the &lt;a href="http://www.melissastore.com/ver_produto.php?id=22&amp;id_categ=1" target="new"&gt;pink&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.melissastore.com/ver_produto.php?id=18&amp;id_categ=1" target="new"&gt;silver&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://www.melissastore.com/ver_produto.php?id=23&amp;id_categ=1" target="new"&gt; red and white&lt;/a&gt; versions. Watch me wake up tommorrow morning, lookt at this, and say "What the hell was I thinking??!?".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am sure that was riveting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504280-105553987922576298?l=moonshines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/105553987922576298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/105553987922576298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moonshines.blogspot.com/2003_06_08_archive.html#105553987922576298' title=''/><author><name>Dominique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504280.post-95286113</id><published>2003-06-04T17:01:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2003-06-04T17:02:44.000+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh Lord, what is &lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/americas/2961288.stm"&gt;the world coming to&lt;/a&gt;?? Talk about animal instincts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504280-95286113?l=moonshines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/95286113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/95286113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moonshines.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95286113' title=''/><author><name>Dominique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504280.post-95250951</id><published>2003-06-03T21:53:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2003-06-13T23:31:36.166+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Distorted Self-Worth Perceptions&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooh. Big scary title. Hm, yeah. So, over the past school year, this has just been coming up, and I had to get it out, because I think this is a pretty large thing that goes around, and I don't think anyone really notices (or maybe just is bothered by) it. Anyway. To get to my point. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do so many girls base a large portion of their self-woth on whether or not they have a boyfriend or sex life? And why am I bothered by this fact? And does this fact actually exist? Am I just immature?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504280-95250951?l=moonshines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/95250951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/95250951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moonshines.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95250951' title=''/><author><name>Dominique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504280.post-95205882</id><published>2003-06-02T22:12:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2003-06-02T22:12:07.696+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A few highlights from &lt;a href="http://www.angelfire.com/emo/cache09/kmart.html" target="new"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Walk up to an employee and tell him in an official tone, "I think we've got a Code 3 in Housewares," and see what happens.&lt;br /&gt;13. Walk up to complete strangers and say, "Hi! I haven't seen you in so long!..." etc. See if they play along to avoid embarrassment.&lt;br /&gt;19. As the cashier runs your purchases over the scanner, look mesmerized and say, "Wow. Magic!"&lt;br /&gt;25. Drape a blanket around your shoulders and run around saying, "...I'm Batman. Come, Robin--to the Batcave!"&lt;br /&gt;--35. While handling guns in the hunting department, suddenly ask the clerk if he knows where the anti-depressants are. Act as spastic as possible.-- BEST ONE!!&lt;br /&gt;37. Dart around suspiciously while humming the theme from "Mission: Impossible."&lt;br /&gt;46. Hide in the clothing racks and when people browse through, say things like "the fat man walks alone," and scare them into believing that the clothes are talking to them.&lt;br /&gt;47. While walking around alone, pretend someone is with you and get into a very serious conversation. Exp: The person is breaking up with you and you begin crying "How could you do this to me? I thought you loved me! I knew there was another girl, but I thought I had won. You kissed ME darling." Then act as though you are being beaten and fall onto the ground screaming and having convulsions.&lt;br /&gt;48. When an announcement comes over the loudspeaker, assume the fetal position and scream, "No, no! It's those voices again!"&lt;br /&gt;50. Drag a lounge chair on display over to the magazines and relax. If the store has a food court, buy a soft drink; explain that you don't get out much, and ask if they can put a little umbrella in it.&lt;br /&gt;51. Get a stuffed animal and go to the front of the store and begin stroking it lovingly, saying "Good girl, good Bessie."&lt;br /&gt;64. Say things like, "Would you be so kind as to direct me to your Twinkies?"&lt;br /&gt;65. Make up nonsense products and ask newly hired employees if there are any in stock, i.e., "Do you have any Shnerples here?"&lt;br /&gt;69. Drive around the entrances screaming out the window "the British are coming!!!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504280-95205882?l=moonshines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/95205882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/95205882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moonshines.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95205882' title=''/><author><name>Dominique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504280.post-95133943</id><published>2003-06-01T01:14:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2003-06-01T14:24:29.000+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/moulingoldmine4/EE13.html" target="new"&gt;Oh yay.&lt;/a&gt; Hahahahaha!!! This is absolutely hilarious!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504280-95133943?l=moonshines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/95133943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/95133943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moonshines.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95133943' title=''/><author><name>Dominique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504280.post-95096293</id><published>2003-05-30T23:01:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2003-05-30T23:01:58.420+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Hee hee.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm, have --stumbled-- upon something a bit worrying. K, a lot worrying. Have stumbled upon younger sibling's (younger sibling being Alexandra, &lt;b&gt;age nine&lt;/b&gt;) own private blog. And what did I find there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was alarmed at vast amounts of cursing and damning in blog. Was also alarmed at lack of enthusiasm for life. Was greatly alarmed at delusions of "liking Orlando Bloom", and someone else in her class... who has an earring?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think she is doing this because of this Neopets guild she is in, which has a bunch of older people in it. They are a baaaaaad influence on her. She needs to get out of this guild. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am v. v. v. alarmed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not know what to do. Should I tell parentals??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504280-95096293?l=moonshines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/95096293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/95096293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moonshines.blogspot.com/2003_05_25_archive.html#95096293' title=''/><author><name>Dominique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504280.post-95054715</id><published>2003-05-30T01:02:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2003-05-30T09:26:48.000+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Aaaah. The free feeling of summer vacation. It is kind of sad how often I update this, but I am sure that it is even sadder that I am the only person who looks at it anyway. But~ just in case someone else is looking at this, and they happen to own one of the cliques I am in, they should take note that I am in the middle of remodelling and will get the clique page up again as soon as possible. That's all. :) Right, and on the last entry, I think I jinxed myself by saying I would be updating more, so no guarantees this time around. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few random thoughts at one in the morning though:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nata2.info/humor/movies/chin2.mpeg" target="new"&gt;This&lt;/a&gt; is funny-- go look at it, but only if you are totally dying of boredom. Be sure to visit the explanatory site going along with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sleepy, so I will go now... nite nite.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504280-95054715?l=moonshines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/95054715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/95054715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moonshines.blogspot.com/2003_05_25_archive.html#95054715' title=''/><author><name>Dominique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504280.post-87134606</id><published>2003-01-09T00:09:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2003-01-09T22:22:37.000+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You know what? Trends suck. I hate this! I hate this! Trends make people all want to do some weird and unnecessary thing, to feel "in" and "hip" and "cool". What is this? Why does everyone have to jump on the band wagon and feel like they are like everyone else? What makes them better than someoe by following a trend? Eh? Why? Why? Why? Why do people buy into this stuff? Why do people follow it? Why does it manipulate them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not saying I do not follow follow trends at all, but I would still like to believe that I can at least think for myself and do/buy something without having to think if it's "in" or not. I buy things because I like them. Period. There are too too many people out there who buy things because of their trend factor, and it just makes me sick.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504280-87134606?l=moonshines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/87134606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/87134606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moonshines.blogspot.com/2003_01_05_archive.html#87134606' title=''/><author><name>Dominique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504280.post-86919024</id><published>2003-01-04T13:20:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2003-01-04T13:20:13.990+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, Happy Halloween, Happy Thanksgiving, Merry Christmas, and Happy New Year, everyone! I ahev not been updating. But, now, I have more meqans, so I should be more bored and update more. This desperately needs a new layout, so I will make one and I really want to add some more things to this. It could be a semi-decent site, I would like to think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504280-86919024?l=moonshines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/86919024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/86919024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moonshines.blogspot.com/2002_12_29_archive.html#86919024' title=''/><author><name>Dominique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504280.post-83721030</id><published>2002-10-29T16:57:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2002-10-29T16:57:42.746+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yes it has been quite a while since I last blogged! Oh well, I shall blog for Vickie, since she seems to be the only one out  there reading t his.. (A-ahem Jenny.. :P).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. went on a trip to Graz (where the heck is Graz?). Excse me, but Graz just happens to be the Cultural Capital of Europe for 2003! So  there! I went to a Therm there, and there were a lot of naked old bags at the sauna. You had to be naked. So. I went. WITH A TOWEL FIRMLY WRAPPED AROUND ME. Heheheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have some quiz results for you people out there too. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/lemonfaults/quizzes/What%20actress%20are%20you%3F/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/1033785587_CSarahJournalnicole.jpg" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What actress are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/rosiekins/quizzes/Which%20Personality%20Disorder%20Do%20You%20Have%3F/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/1033888958_flufftypal.jpg" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which Personality Disorder Do You Have?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woah. Now a bunch of weirdos are arguing the state of the stock market.&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/3504280-83721030?l=moonshines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/83721030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/83721030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moonshines.blogspot.com/2002_10_27_archive.html#83721030' title=''/><author><name>Dominique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504280.post-82466293</id><published>2002-10-03T16:02:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2002-10-03T16:02:57.140+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hm, what has happened since I last blogged? I am venturing to say "nothing", but I am sure SOMETHING happened. Didn't it? Hm... I am sure I will think of something during the day when I don't have access to a computer, and then, when I DO have one, I'll forget it. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504280-82466293?l=moonshines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/82466293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/82466293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moonshines.blogspot.com/2002_09_29_archive.html#82466293' title=''/><author><name>Dominique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504280.post-82312072</id><published>2002-09-30T15:48:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2002-09-30T15:48:52.956+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am sitting here and this Korean dude whose name is MOON (WTF?!?) is sitting at the computer next to me and humming to himself. Is this a mental asylum or what? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, &lt;b&gt;Weekend Mindwanderings&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;What else? Oh yeah, I was forced to go to McDonald's in the cold, freezing rain and I had to walk quite a ways back to the school. I swear, God out there, if I EVER, EVER do that again, please, just strike me down dead, because I will deserve it for being such a spineless fuck. Thank you. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I had to go and act (me??? act??) in this mystery dinner thing. And what I did did not make sense. My fingers hurt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504280-82312072?l=moonshines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/82312072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/82312072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moonshines.blogspot.com/2002_09_29_archive.html#82312072' title=''/><author><name>Dominique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504280.post-82046639</id><published>2002-09-24T17:30:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2002-09-24T17:30:16.153+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I know I should be writing about boarding school and crap, but I just don't feel like it right now. I will rant about that later though. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. What the fuck is with all of these peopple who are trying to be all artistic with the blog???? What? Are you suddenly going to be found by a publishing company and be published? I can see it now: "Flowery Shit" a blog by whoever the fuck this is. I'm not going to give you a &lt;a href="http://poetess.blogspot.com" target="new"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt;. But but but. What the heck? I mean, it's not deeply moving, it's deeply barf inducing. No, you do not have the right to claim the heart of a poet!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504280-82046639?l=moonshines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/82046639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/82046639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moonshines.blogspot.com/2002_09_22_archive.html#82046639' title=''/><author><name>Dominique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504280.post-81925615</id><published>2002-09-21T23:11:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2002-09-21T23:11:54.000+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www16.brinkster.com/findingbeauty/dancequiz.html" target="new"&gt;Super happy fun!!!&lt;/a&gt; I was Hindi Sad Diamonds.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504280-81925615?l=moonshines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/81925615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/81925615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moonshines.blogspot.com/2002_09_15_archive.html#81925615' title=''/><author><name>Dominique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504280.post-81889625</id><published>2002-09-20T23:51:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2002-09-20T23:51:37.273+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;B&gt;RANT&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm, I really can't stand it when people don't see the full effect of what you are going through. I know it's really hard to relate to things and stuff, but man, at least other people trya nd act interested. And and and, it really stinks when you have to ask about other crap that you don't care about, trying to look for ways to get to the conversation you want to get to. I know I'm being confusing by the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost killed a guy because he was such an idiot today. Seriously. Me and Gaby (my room mate) were going to Vienna, and the train was supposed to leave at 4:10. So, we get on this bus, and have to go &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504280-81889625?l=moonshines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/81889625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/81889625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moonshines.blogspot.com/2002_09_15_archive.html#81889625' title=''/><author><name>Dominique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504280.post-81808054</id><published>2002-09-19T06:58:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2002-09-19T06:58:30.383+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok, I seriously think I am going to throw up. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504280-81808054?l=moonshines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/81808054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/81808054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moonshines.blogspot.com/2002_09_15_archive.html#81808054' title=''/><author><name>Dominique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504280.post-81722479</id><published>2002-09-17T16:07:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2002-09-17T16:07:40.790+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*screams* Am now at boarding school and resolve to keep nice journal about it. Waait, haven't  said that before!?!?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504280-81722479?l=moonshines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/81722479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/81722479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moonshines.blogspot.com/2002_09_15_archive.html#81722479' title=''/><author><name>Dominique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504280.post-80734110</id><published>2002-08-26T18:45:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2002-08-26T18:45:45.890+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Still internet-less, but I've been watching a lot of movies from our now massive DVD shelf. If I had the internet and our digital cam, I'd take a pic of it, and then show it to you. HOWEVERRRRR..... but, I have to share this quote from Saving Silverman, because it's funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, you're a psychologist?&lt;br /&gt;-Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I'm in a related field.&lt;br /&gt;-And what's that?&lt;br /&gt;Pest and rodent removal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504280-80734110?l=moonshines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/80734110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/80734110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moonshines.blogspot.com/2002_08_25_archive.html#80734110' title=''/><author><name>Dominique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504280.post-80579619</id><published>2002-08-22T21:05:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2002-08-22T21:05:03.213+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Arg. I don't have Internet right now, just at someone else's house.... I made a bunch more wallpapers though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504280-80579619?l=moonshines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/80579619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/80579619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moonshines.blogspot.com/2002_08_18_archive.html#80579619' title=''/><author><name>Dominique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504280.post-80469098</id><published>2002-08-20T12:06:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2002-08-20T12:06:21.000+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YAY!&amp;^^! I made my very first desktop wallpaper. &lt;a href="http://mywebpage.netscape.com/MooCowGal17/nicdesktop1j.jpg"&gt;Share my joy!&lt;/a&gt; I'll probably add another little box or a page which contains them..... later on that is. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504280-80469098?l=moonshines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/80469098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/80469098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moonshines.blogspot.com/2002_08_18_archive.html#80469098' title=''/><author><name>Dominique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504280.post-80426222</id><published>2002-08-19T14:56:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2002-08-19T15:26:04.000+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.catwalk-queen.net"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.catwalkqueen.net/quiz/kat.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.catwalkqueen.net"&gt;Which 10 Things I Hate About You Character Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.catwalkqueen.net"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.catwalk-queen.net/quiz/faculty.jpg" border="0" alt="What's Your Perfect Teen Movie?"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.catwalkqueen.net"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.catwalk-queen.net/quiz/valerie.jpg" border="0" alt="Who's Your Josie &amp; The Pussycats Alter-ego?"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be afraid.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504280-80426222?l=moonshines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/80426222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/80426222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moonshines.blogspot.com/2002_08_18_archive.html#80426222' title=''/><author><name>Dominique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504280.post-80406185</id><published>2002-08-19T02:29:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2002-08-19T14:52:45.000+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Budapest and Vinegar, and My New Layout&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, so I was in Budapest for two weeks, eh? I think I lost about 3 pounds (yay!), and I would have lost more if there weren't things like ice cream and pastry shops, and food in general around. But then, wouldn't everyone have lost weight?? My ankle started hurting in the second week so I had to wear some ankle support elasicky thing which 1) made me look like and idiot and 2) was too hot!! Right. This has nothing to do with anything, I should get on to Vinegar. Oh my God, it is the most deesgusting thing ever! But I have to share. Alright, in this one Hungarian Folk Dancing class I have to take (don' t laugh) I had to dance with this nasty dude who was all like sweaty, and &lt;i&gt;vinegar&lt;/i&gt; smelling. I said don't laugh! It was nasty! I had to like hold his hand, and each time I did, MY HAND CAME BACK SMELLING LIKE VINEGAR! EWWW! And gross!!! Nasty! This went on for like 5 days! And then he said he would start calling me Sunshine one Saturday. I was like Thank God it's the last day. :P Ew ew ew ew ew ew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I spent foreverrrrrr on this layout, so it should be up for some time &lt;&lt;--! no problems there!!--&gt;&gt;. The Fourth of July one was just too ugh though. I'm gonna go and join some cliques or post some quizzes I find. Oh, and everyone be nice and stuff to &lt;a href="aim:goim?screenname=SXYbAby15&amp;message=Awww!+Feel+better!!!!!"&gt;Abby&lt;/a&gt; cause poor her is not feeling well. :( So make her feel better. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise to start regularly blogging.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504280-80406185?l=moonshines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/80406185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/80406185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moonshines.blogspot.com/2002_08_18_archive.html#80406185' title=''/><author><name>Dominique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504280.post-78932064</id><published>2002-07-14T12:36:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2002-07-14T12:36:32.543+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh. My. God. Does anyone know how hard, and annoying, and off putting it is, just to find one stupid free web host that does not have ads??? It was driving me frikken CRAZY for about two days, because each time that I tried to make my oh so wonderful Moulin Rouge fansite, what would happen? There would be an ad. And ad. Ok, fine, I understand about pop ups, and those are okay, as long as they don't make your computer go totally nuts, but GOD!!!! I HATE THE BANNER ADS!! They annoying the living crap out of me!!!!! *deep breaths* Ok, so I found one, and I'll share it with you all later. I also need to make a new layout, since it's like the 14th of July, and NOT the 4th anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504280-78932064?l=moonshines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/78932064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/78932064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moonshines.blogspot.com/2002_07_14_archive.html#78932064' title=''/><author><name>Dominique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504280.post-78561328</id><published>2002-07-04T22:43:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2002-07-04T22:43:20.136+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haha! New layout!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504280-78561328?l=moonshines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/78561328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/78561328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moonshines.blogspot.com/2002_06_30_archive.html#78561328' title=''/><author><name>Dominique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504280.post-78523569</id><published>2002-07-03T23:20:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2002-07-03T23:20:06.946+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Good Lord, this badly needs updating.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504280-78523569?l=moonshines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/78523569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/78523569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moonshines.blogspot.com/2002_06_30_archive.html#78523569' title=''/><author><name>Dominique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504280.post-77942098</id><published>2002-06-19T19:52:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2002-06-19T19:55:41.000+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://search.ebay.com/search/search.dll?MfcISAPICommand=GetResult&amp;SortProperty=MetaEndSort&amp;query=moulin+rouge&amp;ht=1&amp;combine=y&amp;st=2"&gt;*sobs*&lt;/a&gt; I wish I had money. :'( Haha, if anyone out therer decides to be some kind of good Samaritan, and wants to buy me something, wow! E-mail me, and then we can work things out. ;) Ok, now I'm just talking to myself. So I'll stop, and wake up. And smell the reality. (Ewww. It STINKS!!!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504280-77942098?l=moonshines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/77942098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/77942098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moonshines.blogspot.com/2002_06_16_archive.html#77942098' title=''/><author><name>Dominique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504280.post-77938846</id><published>2002-06-19T18:29:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2002-08-19T00:12:58.000+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lionking.org/~timopumbaa/quiz/cats.html" target=blank&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.lionking.org/~timopumbaa/Images/QuizCheetah.jpg" alt="I'm a Cheetah! Rrrrar!" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt; Quick, spotted, and on top of things - you're a cheetah!&lt;br /&gt;Though your high activity level keeps you happily occupied,&lt;br /&gt;Your energy sometimes turns into anxiety. Learn to slow down a bit,&lt;br /&gt;and enjoy life at a more relaxed pace once in a while.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rrrrrowr!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. I'm back from Ireland and Kokomo, and I didn't tell anyone about Kokomo, because I was afraid &lt;i&gt;some&lt;/i&gt; people would find out. *wink wink*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504280-77938846?l=moonshines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/77938846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/77938846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moonshines.blogspot.com/2002_06_16_archive.html#77938846' title=''/><author><name>Dominique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504280.post-76852586</id><published>2002-05-22T22:03:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2002-05-22T22:03:56.000+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glamtastic.net/~becca/you/quizicecream.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.glamtastic.net/~becca/you/cookiedough.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glamtastic.net/~becca/you/quizicecream.html" target="_Blank"&gt;What Flavor Icecream Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yum.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504280-76852586?l=moonshines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/76852586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/76852586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moonshines.blogspot.com/2002_05_19_archive.html#76852586' title=''/><author><name>Dominique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504280.post-76852210</id><published>2002-05-22T21:52:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2002-05-22T21:52:52.756+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Quick note: Has anyone else noticed that I now have &lt;b&gt;five&lt;/b&gt; pictures of Ewan McGregor on this page right now???? Is that obsessive?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504280-76852210?l=moonshines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/76852210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/76852210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moonshines.blogspot.com/2002_05_19_archive.html#76852210' title=''/><author><name>Dominique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504280.post-76852058</id><published>2002-05-22T21:48:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2002-05-22T21:48:53.116+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Morpheus is really bugging the crap out of me right now, it's not connecting to ANYTHING! And it's making me mad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. what happened to me today? Ehh... nothing as usual. Expect me to have more to post when I come back from &lt;font color=#108E1F&gt;Ireland &amp;clubs;&lt;/font&gt;. I should have loads to tell you about leprechauns and sheep and fields nd green then. Maybe I'll even take home a pot of gold!!! (Sorry all Irish people out there who are getting more and more pissed by the minute. All my stereotypes will be gone when I get back, I promise!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh! I read the most &lt;i&gt;hilarious&lt;/i&gt; description of Yoda ever possible today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://tequilashots.blogspot.com"&gt;"....I'm thinking it would be pretty interesting to see a 2-foot tall wrinkled booger zoom around with a light saber and kick peoples' asses."&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on, you KNOW that's funny!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504280-76852058?l=moonshines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/76852058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/76852058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moonshines.blogspot.com/2002_05_19_archive.html#76852058' title=''/><author><name>Dominique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504280.post-76793294</id><published>2002-05-21T12:41:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2002-05-21T12:42:54.000+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok. OK. I really need to start posting more random crap than quizzes, I know. But nothing's been happening. I mean, I had a four day weekend, and so, I stayed home, and when I stay home, NOOOOOOOTHING happens. But I do have &lt;i&gt;another&lt;/i&gt; nifty little quiz. The results crack me up though. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://ollie.summerrains.com/quiz/quiz.html" target="blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ollie.summerrains.com/quiz/obiwan.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;which Episode II character are you?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably the greatest Jedi Knight of all. Like Obi Wan, you are wise and keep your feet on the ground at all times. You will not be outsmarted by anyone. You are always faithful to your friends. Be careful though, danger lurks around every corner - you could even be betrayed by those closest to you.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504280-76793294?l=moonshines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/76793294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/76793294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moonshines.blogspot.com/2002_05_19_archive.html#76793294' title=''/><author><name>Dominique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504280.post-76750557</id><published>2002-05-20T09:50:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2002-05-20T09:50:37.580+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.trinitykiss.com/time"&gt;&lt;img src="http://members.aol.com/trinitykiss/images/t60s.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.trinitykiss.com/time"&gt;Which era in time are you?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504280-76750557?l=moonshines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/76750557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/76750557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moonshines.blogspot.com/2002_05_19_archive.html#76750557' title=''/><author><name>Dominique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504280.post-76730575</id><published>2002-05-19T21:51:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2002-05-19T21:51:21.803+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh...... joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.boomspeed.com/symbol" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.boomspeed.com/symbol/heart.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="arial"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.boomspeed.com/symbol"&gt;Click Here To Find Out Which Symbol You Are&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504280-76730575?l=moonshines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/76730575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/76730575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moonshines.blogspot.com/2002_05_19_archive.html#76730575' title=''/><author><name>Dominique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504280.post-76730456</id><published>2002-05-19T21:46:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2002-05-19T21:47:05.000+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Some quick haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Why Men Pee Standing Up&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems God was just about done with creating the universe but &lt;br /&gt;he had two extra items left over in his bag so he decided to &lt;br /&gt;split them between Adam and Eve. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He told them that one of the items he had left was something &lt;br /&gt;that would allow the owner to pee while standing up. "It's a &lt;br /&gt;very handy thing," God told them, "and I was wondering &lt;br /&gt;if either one of you would like that." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Adam jumped up and down and begged "Oh, give that to &lt;br /&gt;me! I'd love to be able to do that. It seems just the sort of &lt;br /&gt;thing a man should be able to do. Please. Please! Pleeease! &lt;br /&gt;Give it to me." On and on he went like an excited little boy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Eve just smiled and told God that if Adam really wanted it &lt;br /&gt;so badly, he should have it. So God gave Adam the thing that &lt;br /&gt;allowed him to pee while standing up and he was so excited. &lt;br /&gt;He whizzed on the bark of a tree and then went off to write &lt;br /&gt; his name in the sand, laughing with delight all the while. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; God and Eve watched him for a moment and then God said to &lt;br /&gt; Eve, "Well, here's the other item and I guess you can have it." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What's it called?" Eve asked. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Brains." God said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504280-76730456?l=moonshines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/76730456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/76730456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moonshines.blogspot.com/2002_05_19_archive.html#76730456' title=''/><author><name>Dominique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504280.post-76728915</id><published>2002-05-19T20:46:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2002-05-19T20:47:28.000+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Do you see this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://mywebpage.netscape.com/MooCowGal17/mrposter.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have that poster! Wooo! It was the highlight of my day yesterday. AND, I didn't even have to pay. The video store is really nice!!! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504280-76728915?l=moonshines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/76728915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/76728915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moonshines.blogspot.com/2002_05_19_archive.html#76728915' title=''/><author><name>Dominique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504280.post-76728655</id><published>2002-05-19T20:36:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2002-05-19T20:36:55.000+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I really need to watch Star Wars 4, 5, and 6. Wow, George Lucas is good. I mean, 20 years after he made the movies he can still get people to want to watch them. I doubt I'll want to watch Moulin Rouge! in 20 years. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was reading about Galileo today in my Physics book, and the first thought that came into my mind was "Wow! We saw his grave in Florence!" ....is that weird?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504280-76728655?l=moonshines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/76728655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/76728655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moonshines.blogspot.com/2002_05_19_archive.html#76728655' title=''/><author><name>Dominique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504280.post-76666317</id><published>2002-05-17T20:13:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2002-05-19T16:14:11.000+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OK. I just came back from watching Star Wars, and if you're planning on watching it, don't read on. :P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it was better than the first one.... even though there were like 8572084702387423 kabajillion battle scenes that lasted 9583054703287430847240807087432 years each. But, it's Star Wars. &lt;i&gt;Wars&lt;/i&gt;. I'm numbering this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Hayden Christensen needs to take acting lessons. I know George Lucas may pride himself on taking some star from obscurity and throwing him into the spotlight and all that, but come on! He kind of sucked. And all these "dramatic" scenes he was trying to do....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) I didn't like the way the mom died. &lt;i&gt;I&lt;/i&gt; could have done that, and I don't exactly consider myself being able to win an Oscar. I mean, she just like flopped over when she died. And then it was kind of cheesy "I'm complete now...... I....... love............ I............... love......... &lt;i&gt;(snarrrrrk)&lt;/i&gt;... I........ love........&lt;i&gt;(snarrrrrrrkkkkkkkk)&lt;/i&gt;......."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) That was freaky when Anakin killed all the things that killed the mom. I like moaned in the theater. I don't like violence..... 0;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) What is this Padme and him thing? How old is she???? &lt;b&gt;IF ANYONE IS READING THIS, AND CAN TELL ME HOW OLD SHE IS, PLEASE...... TELL ME!!!!!!!&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Is George Lucas running out of ideas? I mean, that thing was kind of turning into Gladiator for a while there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Saddest part of the movie: When Jango Fett dies, and poor little Boba sees. And then later you see him picking up his dad's like.... &lt;i&gt;head&lt;/i&gt;. :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) I like how Obi Wan was like "I have the feeling you are going to be the death of me..." Oooooh.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) It was also cool when he jumped out the window, catching that flying thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Anakin and Padme need to take kissing lessons. Or get closer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) I was HAPPY when Padme thought Anakin was hurt. And then he wasn't! Arrr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) It was bad though, when he lost his arm. I didn't know he lost it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) I don't want Anakin to kill Obi Wan Kenobi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) Yoda was really cute!!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) &lt;b&gt;WHY?&lt;/b&gt; Oh why is Anakin going to kill Obi Wan?? No! That's not right! Ok... so it's not said yet..... but come on, there are a bunch of foreshadowing thinggies. Look: Obi Wan says "Why do I get the feeling you're going to be the death of me?" and then later Anakins goes on about how all this crap is Obi Wan's fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) I think Darth Sidious (or howver you spell it) is the Lord Chancellor.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Ok, that's all I've got for now. Oh wait, I would have paid $50 to jump up in the middle of the movie when they showed Obi Wan and yelled "Please! Sing and Dance!!!". Actually, in spite of all this crap, I actually liked the movie. In general.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504280-76666317?l=moonshines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/76666317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/76666317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moonshines.blogspot.com/2002_05_12_archive.html#76666317' title=''/><author><name>Dominique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504280.post-76586234</id><published>2002-05-15T21:21:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2002-05-15T21:22:05.000+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=218 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=0 border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.koolplace.com/tests/hell.asp&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://koolplace.com/tests/h_test_i3.gif border=0 width=218 height=97&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=font-size:8pt;font-family:verdana&gt;I am 27% evil.&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.koolplace.com/tests/hell.asp"&gt;Take the test&lt;/a&gt; :: &lt;a href="http://www.koolplace.com"&gt;koolplace.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504280-76586234?l=moonshines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/76586234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/76586234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moonshines.blogspot.com/2002_05_12_archive.html#76586234' title=''/><author><name>Dominique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504280.post-76585927</id><published>2002-05-15T21:14:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2002-05-15T21:15:52.000+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lol, the Clueless quiz down there cracks me up. It's just...... true! Lol. I think I'm going to try to make a quiz... but... I don't know what about? Any ideas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took my hair wrap out today lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I'm just posting pointless CRAP. Come on.... I remember I had something good to say! What was it? OOOOh. I remember now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a sunny day today. I live among hills. So, I spent like 15 minutes of my day in my yard (I have no neighbors, thank God), with my arms stretched out, singing "The Hills Are Alive!!!!!!!!!". And it was fun. I stood on a chair. Eh........ the end. :P No, unfortunately I have no fun links for you to go to today. I am considering sticking some kind of message board type thing on the page though..... Just dunno where to stick it lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I get to watch Star Wars in TWO days! Eeeee! I'm skipping dance for this. I am still trying to figure out some way of telling my teacher I won't be going. ("Um, I can't go to dance tomorrow because..... well...... I want to see Ewan McGregor wave a lightsaber around?" =I'd pay like 5 bucks to say that=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504280-76585927?l=moonshines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/76585927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/76585927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moonshines.blogspot.com/2002_05_12_archive.html#76585927' title=''/><author><name>Dominique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504280.post-76545132</id><published>2002-05-14T21:14:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2002-05-14T21:14:25.000+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href=http://roxydoll.com/carmen/quiz4.html&gt;&lt;img src=http://roxydoll.com/carmen/clue.gif&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href=http://roxydoll.com/carmen/quiz4.html&gt;what adjective are &lt;b&gt;you&lt;/b&gt;?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;quiz by &lt;a href=http://livejournal.com/~maikamariel&gt;maikamariel&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAHA!!!!!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504280-76545132?l=moonshines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/76545132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/76545132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moonshines.blogspot.com/2002_05_12_archive.html#76545132' title=''/><author><name>Dominique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504280.post-76536045</id><published>2002-05-14T17:08:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2002-05-14T20:54:58.000+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ow! Star Wars II is coming!!!!!! :D Yaaaaaay! I get to watch it! In English!!! On Friday!!! Aaaaaah! Actually, I don't give a crap whether the movie sucks or not... just the people who are in it. :P I swear to god, I'm gonna annoy the crap out of all the people that have to sit by me at the movies. I'll be like "I hope you don't mind.... I hope you don't mind...." lol. :P Well anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had an okay day... wrapped my hair yesterday... :P Wanna &lt;a href="http://mywebpage.netscape.com/MooCowGal17/wrapped.jpg"&gt;see&lt;/a&gt;?? Ehh..... It's okay... not totally pro, and I only used those colors cause that was what we had. :P Ok, I'll go now. ^-^ &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504280-76536045?l=moonshines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/76536045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/76536045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moonshines.blogspot.com/2002_05_12_archive.html#76536045' title=''/><author><name>Dominique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504280.post-76488041</id><published>2002-05-13T09:30:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2002-05-13T09:30:25.760+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm bored... I'm working on my homeschooling crap.... blah....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504280-76488041?l=moonshines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/76488041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/76488041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moonshines.blogspot.com/2002_05_12_archive.html#76488041' title=''/><author><name>Dominique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504280.post-76405632</id><published>2002-05-10T20:55:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2002-05-10T20:55:45.346+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey everyone! What's up? It's my first post.  I'm still getting things set up, so bear with me. :D &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504280-76405632?l=moonshines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/76405632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504280/posts/default/76405632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moonshines.blogspot.com/2002_05_05_archive.html#76405632' title=''/><author><name>Dominique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
