<?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-7112842</id><updated>2011-04-21T23:44:33.100-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Holly's Bloggy Blog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollyy129.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112842/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollyy129.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Holly Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03392599662283363622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112842.post-111548119180550088</id><published>2005-05-07T11:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-07T11:53:11.810-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The power of three</title><content type='html'>THREE NAMES YOU GO BY:&lt;br /&gt; 1. Holly&lt;br /&gt; 2. Hol (very few people are allowed to call me this!)&lt;br /&gt; 3. Toots (no, not farting)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE SCREEN NAMES YOU HAVE HAD:&lt;br /&gt; 1. Hollyy129&lt;br /&gt; 2. Crystal129&lt;br /&gt; 3. Phenocryst&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE PHYSICAL THINGS YOU LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF:&lt;br /&gt; 1. my nose&lt;br /&gt; 2. my J Lo booty&lt;br /&gt; 3. straight teeth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE PHYSICAL THINGS YOU DON’T LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF:&lt;br /&gt; 1. wide feet&lt;br /&gt; 2. I wish I was more toned&lt;br /&gt; 3. I could be a little taller...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE PARTS OF YOUR HERITAGE:&lt;br /&gt; 1. POLISH!!!&lt;br /&gt; 2. Irish&lt;br /&gt; 3. German&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS THAT SCARE YOU:&lt;br /&gt; 1. dying (whether it’s me or someone I love)&lt;br /&gt; 2. not having enough money to support myself and my family&lt;br /&gt; 3. being alone in the house at night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE OF YOUR EVERYDAY ESSENTIALS:&lt;br /&gt; 1. brushing my teeth&lt;br /&gt; 2. washing my face&lt;br /&gt; 3. eating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU’RE WEARING NOW:&lt;br /&gt; 1. my Fozzy the Bear (Wacka Wacka) underwear&lt;br /&gt; 2. pink gromet belt&lt;br /&gt; 3. little colored beetle barrettes in my hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE BANDS OR MUSICAL ARTIST&lt;br /&gt; 1. Bon Jovi&lt;br /&gt; 2. Weezer&lt;br /&gt; 3. Eminem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE SONGS&lt;br /&gt; 1. Living on a Prayer&lt;br /&gt; 2. Smile&lt;br /&gt; 3. Lose Yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU WANT IN A RELATIONSHIP:&lt;br /&gt; 1. Love&lt;br /&gt; 2. hilarity (with much potty humor)&lt;br /&gt; 3. companionship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TWO TRUTHS AND A LIE: (Which is a lie?)&lt;br /&gt; 1. I scored 1470 on the SAT&lt;br /&gt; 2. I own at least 3 calculators&lt;br /&gt; 3. I’m currently living with 5 cats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE PHYSICAL THINGS ABOUT THE PREFERRED SEX THAT APPEAL TO YOU:&lt;br /&gt; 1. Tall (Dave)&lt;br /&gt; 2. Straight, clean teeth (Dave)&lt;br /&gt; 3. boyish charm(... Brad Pitt)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE HOBBIES:&lt;br /&gt; 1. Reading&lt;br /&gt; 2. In-line skating&lt;br /&gt; 3. crosswords/crytoquips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU WANT TO DO REALLY BADLY RIGHT NOW:&lt;br /&gt; 1. go on vacation&lt;br /&gt; 2. finish my big project at work&lt;br /&gt; 3. dress Tinka up in a pink boa collar and watch the other cats wack at her head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE CAREERS YOU’RE CONSIDERING:&lt;br /&gt; 1. actuarial analyst (current)&lt;br /&gt; 2. Beautician/esthitician&lt;br /&gt; 3. bartender&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE PLACES YOU WANT TO GO ON VACATION:&lt;br /&gt; 1. Mexico&lt;br /&gt; 2. California&lt;br /&gt; 3. Hawaii&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE KIDS NAMES YOU LIKE:&lt;br /&gt; 1. Jason&lt;br /&gt; 2. Lily&lt;br /&gt; 3. Amara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU WANT TO DO BEFORE YOU DIE:&lt;br /&gt; 1. Nyataimori (naked lady sushi)&lt;br /&gt; 2. get married&lt;br /&gt; 3. have children&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE WAYS THAT YOU ARE STEREOTYPICALLY A GIRL/BOY:&lt;br /&gt; 1. I like pink&lt;br /&gt; 2. I love shoes&lt;br /&gt; 3. I hate bugs and spiders&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE CELEBRITY CRUSHES&lt;br /&gt; 1. BRAD PITT&lt;br /&gt; 2. Ewan McGregor&lt;br /&gt; 3. Catherine Zeta Jones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE PEOPLE WHO HAVE TO TAKE THIS QUIZ NOW:&lt;br /&gt; 1. &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/home.aspx?user=veganjay"&gt;Jason&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 2. &lt;a href="http://www.foodiechickie.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ani&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 3. &lt;a href="http://www.kelvingerold.com"&gt;Kelvin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112842-111548119180550088?l=hollyy129.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollyy129.blogspot.com/feeds/111548119180550088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112842&amp;postID=111548119180550088' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112842/posts/default/111548119180550088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112842/posts/default/111548119180550088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollyy129.blogspot.com/2005/05/power-of-three.html' title='The power of three'/><author><name>Holly Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03392599662283363622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112842.post-111508216934801204</id><published>2005-05-02T20:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-02T21:02:49.350-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Naked lady sushi, anyone?</title><content type='html'>So Dave and I stopped and got some sushi tonight after I got out of work, and we came to a conclusion:  For our 30th birthdays we want to go out and have naked lady sushi.  Not sure where to get it, but we've got a few years to figure it out.  So that's our big plans for when we turn the big three oh.  Anyone who wants to join in the festivities is welcome, although if we have too many takers we may need to get more than one naked lady, or maybe she'd just be a plus-size lady so there'd be more surface area...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112842-111508216934801204?l=hollyy129.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollyy129.blogspot.com/feeds/111508216934801204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112842&amp;postID=111508216934801204' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112842/posts/default/111508216934801204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112842/posts/default/111508216934801204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollyy129.blogspot.com/2005/05/naked-lady-sushi-anyone.html' title='Naked lady sushi, anyone?'/><author><name>Holly Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03392599662283363622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112842.post-111492411061358997</id><published>2005-05-01T01:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-01T01:08:30.616-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ouch my back</title><content type='html'>Ok somebody tell me how I’m only 26 and have my back go out on me already?  Actually it first went out when I was 21.  Ugh.... So this time I have no clue what I did.  I can’t remember lifting anything heavy, and I didn’t exert myself exercising, but Thursday I woke up and my back hurt, and here it is Saturday and it STILL hurts.  Work was extremely difficult on Friday as I could hardly walk, and when I did I was walking hunched over and in baby steps.  So when I got home yesterday I just got in bed and stayed there.  Dave made me mac &amp; cheese and got me candy and flowers :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Dave and I woke up and did our usual Saturday morning coffee routine, although my back still bothering me.  We ate lunch at &lt;a href="http://www.moes.com/"&gt;Moes&lt;/a&gt; and then went to &lt;a href="http://www.oldbrickfurniture.com/"&gt;Old Brick Furniture&lt;/a&gt; and ordered a couch for our apartment.  It’s red!  Well... more like marroon...  Oh yeah, and we went and picked me up some back pain relief and some of those patches to put on my back.  Just a reminder to people to check the expiration dates on stuff, because I almost bought something that expired Oct’04.  I could understand MAYBE a month or something, but this was in a PHARMACY.  You’d think they’d keep up on that stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We watched &lt;a href="http://bladetrinity.com/"&gt;Blade: Trinity&lt;/a&gt; tonight.  Quite entertaining.  That &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0005351/?fr=c2l0ZT1kZnxteD0yMHxsbT01MDB8dHQ9b258ZmI9dXxwbj0wfHE9cnlhbiByZXlub2xkc3xodG1sPTF8bm09b24_;fc=1;ft=20;fm=1"&gt;Ryan Reynolds&lt;/a&gt; really took his role seriously and worked himself into a powerhouse.  He really cracks me up.  I should try to watch more Two Guys and a Girl reruns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dave and I have also been watching the show &lt;a href="http://www.savewonderfalls.com/"&gt;Wonderfalls&lt;/a&gt; on DVD, thanks to Neil &amp; Ani :-)  I guess this show aired on Fox a couple of years ago, played 4 episodes and was cancelled.  They had taped a whole season, which is how the DVD is now out.  I like the show.  Very quirky and very much of a &lt;a href="http://www.deadlikeme.tv/index.php"&gt;Dead Like Me&lt;/a&gt; feel.  Figures, being the writer wrote for both.  Too bad they both got cancelled. :-(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was pretty much forced not to work this weekend due to our network because changed over, so none of us could use our computers.  I wouldn’t have been able to work today anyways because of my back, but maybe tomorrow.  I still have that big client I’m working on, among other things.  This year I though everything was going smoothly, but it seems every year something happens right around this time that screws me up.  Right out this time of year they decide to either do something with the network and move files around, or give me a new computer.  My client is in an Access database that was written by someone else who doesn’t work there anymore, and who was one of those people that likes to go into the coding and add extra bits of stuff.  The database has a lot of links and passwords and junk, and messing around with moving files or new computers always ends up creating a problem with this database.  Unfortunately I’m not an expert in Access, so a lot of times I don’t understand the wacky way this database was set up.  Ok enough work talk.  I’m boring myself!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112842-111492411061358997?l=hollyy129.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollyy129.blogspot.com/feeds/111492411061358997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112842&amp;postID=111492411061358997' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112842/posts/default/111492411061358997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112842/posts/default/111492411061358997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollyy129.blogspot.com/2005/05/ouch-my-back.html' title='Ouch my back'/><author><name>Holly Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03392599662283363622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112842.post-111465410304332575</id><published>2005-04-27T22:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T22:24:12.456-04:00</updated><title type='text'>No loony for Tinky loo...</title><content type='html'>Ok I’ve finally got a chance to write on the bloggy blog.  I’ve been busy between work and apartment junk.  Yep, that’s right. We got &lt;a href="http://www.davidjdowd.com/img/Apartment/"&gt;the apartment&lt;/a&gt;.  No more buying new shoes and clothes for Holly.  Now I actually have to save more so I can afford the apartment.  I think we’re going to get some stuff at &lt;a href="http://www.ikea.com"&gt;Ikea&lt;/a&gt;.  Yeah, I know Dave and I swore off Ikea after the whole dresser incident, but they have apartment sized furniture at apartment sized prices.  Besides, we’re only buying things without moveable parts.  We’ve actually been looking for a little bistro set for our balconey so we can go out and drink our weekend morning coffee and eat some nice romantic dinners out there and all that crap.  I keep hoping that the cats will like to chill on the balconey, but then I remember that Tinka is insane and she may just jump right off it.  Well, we’ll see.  She’s already broken one leg on her own so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have I mentioned how much I love &lt;a href="http://www.redrobin.com/flash.html"&gt;Red Robin&lt;/a&gt;?  Well, I do!  I love going there and getting my usual:  the 5 alarm burger with a gardenburger substituted for the beef.  I’ve actually never gotten anything else there for my main meal.  When I find something I like that much, I stick to it.  And you get neverending fries with the special spices they put on.  mmmm!  I also always pick up a balloon to bring home to Tinka.  She gets so excited when I bring balloons home.  It’s cute... you’d just have to see it.  Anyways,  we went to Red Robin this weekend and I got my 5 alarm and the balloon, and as we’re walking to the car afterwards I lose the balloon.  I tried to run and catch it, but to no avail.  Poor Tinka... no loony for the loo loo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went to the book club last week.  Seemed pretty cool.  Next time we’re scheduled to read &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/tg/detail/-/0671874349/qid=1114654900/sr=8-1/ref=pd_csp_1/104-2606434-8876731?v=glance&amp;s=books&amp;n=507846"&gt;Life After God&lt;/a&gt;, by Douglas Coupland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I’m sleepy and I’m not going to be able to blog about everything I wanted to tonight.  Maybe I’ll be able to finish tomorrow if I get the time.  You all will just have to wait!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112842-111465410304332575?l=hollyy129.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollyy129.blogspot.com/feeds/111465410304332575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112842&amp;postID=111465410304332575' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112842/posts/default/111465410304332575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112842/posts/default/111465410304332575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollyy129.blogspot.com/2005/04/no-loony-for-tinky-loo.html' title='No loony for Tinky loo...'/><author><name>Holly Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03392599662283363622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112842.post-111422600266292818</id><published>2005-04-22T23:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-22T23:13:22.663-04:00</updated><title type='text'>70 questions</title><content type='html'>1. First Name: Holly&lt;br /&gt; 2. Were you named after anyone? No, but lucky for me my parents chose Holly over Tiffany...&lt;br /&gt; 3. Do you wish on stars? No. I wish about stars though...  mmm Brad pitt&lt;br /&gt; 4. Which finger is your favorite? Ring finger.  It has my engagement ring on it.&lt;br /&gt; 5. When did you last cry? Probably sometime within the last week.  Although almost tonight when I got a scare from my bank saying I had $0 in my checking account.&lt;br /&gt; 6. Do you like your handwriting? No, but I’ve noticed a lot of people in my profession have unreadable handwriting, so i guess I fit in.&lt;br /&gt; 8. Any bad habits? procrastinating&lt;br /&gt; 9. What is your most embarrassing CD on the shelf? Backstreet Boys (I’ve only kept it to remind myself of how stupid I was)&lt;br /&gt; 10. If you were another person, would YOU be friends w/you? Probably not.  I don’t have any friends anyways, so I doubt I’d want to be friends with myself.&lt;br /&gt; 11. Are you a daredevil? Oh hells no&lt;br /&gt; 12. Have you ever told a secret you swore not to tell?  Yeah, but I always make sure the person I tell also swears not to tell.&lt;br /&gt; 13. Do looks matter? Somewhat. I’m not gonna lie...&lt;br /&gt; 14. How do you release anger? I hold it in until I blow up and throw a fit.&lt;br /&gt; 15. Where is your second home? MilliFUN&lt;br /&gt; 16. Do you trust others easily? some... not many boys though&lt;br /&gt; 17. What was your favorite toy as a child? Bunbun&lt;br /&gt; 18. What class in school do you think is totally useless? history, but just because I’m bad at it.&lt;br /&gt; 19. Do you have a journal? Unless you count my bloggy blog...&lt;br /&gt; 20. Do you use sarcasm a lot? a little.. I tend to use more potty humor though&lt;br /&gt; 21. Have you ever been in a mosh pit? no&lt;br /&gt; 22. What do you look for in a guy/girl? David Dowd&lt;br /&gt; 24. What are your nicknames? Toots (no, not from my abundance of flatulence), Fuzz, Hol (which I hate and only very few people are allowed to call me that)&lt;br /&gt; 5. Would you bungee jump? no&lt;br /&gt; 26. Do you untie your shoes when you take them off? Yep, unless they don’t have laces.&lt;br /&gt; 27. Do you think that you are strong? No... I’m puny&lt;br /&gt; 28. What's your favorite ice cream flavor? Bubble gum&lt;br /&gt; 29. Shoe Size? Seven.&lt;br /&gt; 30. What are your favorite colors? PINK, pink and PINK&lt;br /&gt; 31. What is your least favorite thing? bad smells and mean people... oh and bad teeth&lt;br /&gt; 32. How many wisdom teeth do you have? one&lt;br /&gt; 33. How many people have a crush on you right now? So many I lost count&lt;br /&gt; 34. Who do you miss most right now? Tinka... she’s got a big head&lt;br /&gt; 35. Do you want everyone you send this to ??? lost in translation...&lt;br /&gt; 36. What color pants are you wearing? black satin&lt;br /&gt; 37. What are you listening to right now? Beetlejuice&lt;br /&gt; 38. Last thing you ate? Tempura ice cream&lt;br /&gt; 39. If you were a crayon, what color would you be? pretty pretty pink&lt;br /&gt; 40. What is the weather like right now? umm... night.. slightly chilly I guess&lt;br /&gt; 41. Last person you talked to on the phone? representative from HSBC bank&lt;br /&gt; 42. The first things you notice about the opposite sex? can this person be trusted?&lt;br /&gt; 43. Do you like the person who sent you this? ... no one sent this to me&lt;br /&gt; 44. How are you today? Ok&lt;br /&gt; 45. Favorite drink? bubble tea&lt;br /&gt; 46. Favorite Alcoholic Drink? mojito&lt;br /&gt; 48. Your Hair Color? light brown&lt;br /&gt; 49. Your Eye Color? Blue&lt;br /&gt; 50. Do you wear contacts? yes&lt;br /&gt; 51. Siblings? 1 brother&lt;br /&gt; 52. Favorite Month? July&lt;br /&gt; 53. Favorite Food? Indian&lt;br /&gt; 54. Last movie that you watched? Closer (ick!)&lt;br /&gt; 55. Favorite Day of the Year? any day I get to go on a vacation (which hasn’t been for about 2 years)&lt;br /&gt; 57. Scary Movies or Happy Endings? Scary movies with happy endings...&lt;br /&gt; 58. Summer or Winter? Summer&lt;br /&gt; 59. Hugs or Kisses? hugs&lt;br /&gt; 60. Relationships or One Night Stands? Relationships&lt;br /&gt; 61. Do you want your friends to write back? yes, if I had any&lt;br /&gt; 64. Living Arrangements? Living w/ Dave in my parents house currently &amp; moving to an apartment in about a month&lt;br /&gt; 65. What Books are You Reading? Diary of a Mad Bride&lt;br /&gt; 66. What’s on your mouse pad? nothing... I’m using the one on my laptop&lt;br /&gt; 67. Favorite Board Game? definitely NOT Trivial Pursuit...&lt;br /&gt; 68. What did you watch on TV last night? I only had the tv on for a couple of minutes, but Taxicab Confessions.&lt;br /&gt; 69. Favorite Smells? lavender, kitties, rain on a summer’s day&lt;br /&gt; 70. What’s the first thing you think of when you wake up? I have to pee...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112842-111422600266292818?l=hollyy129.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollyy129.blogspot.com/feeds/111422600266292818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112842&amp;postID=111422600266292818' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112842/posts/default/111422600266292818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112842/posts/default/111422600266292818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollyy129.blogspot.com/2005/04/70-questions.html' title='70 questions'/><author><name>Holly Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03392599662283363622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112842.post-111396304711687120</id><published>2005-04-19T22:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-19T22:17:34.896-04:00</updated><title type='text'>66.67% of the time!</title><content type='html'>So I tried writing another blog entry the other day and it ended up getting erased again.  I wasn’t too happy.  Dave said it happens to everyone, but I asked him if it happened to everyone 66.67% of the time, because that’s what’s happened to me so far:  2 out of 3 times.  Now I’m typing my entry out in the mac word-processing program.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the other day I WAS writing about congratulating my &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/home.aspx?user=veganjay"&gt;brother&lt;/a&gt; for getting inducted into the &lt;a href="http://www.polarbearclub.org/"&gt;Coney Island Polar Bear Club&lt;/a&gt;.  He went for the 1st time on New Year’s and has been there practically every Sunday since then.  Now he’s OFFICIAL!  Congrats, Jay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dave and I watched &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0376541/?fr=c2l0ZT1kZnxteD0yMHxsbT01MDB8dHQ9b258ZmI9dXxwbj0wfHE9Y2xvc2VyfGh0bWw9MXxubT1vbg__;fc=1;ft=38;fm=1"&gt;       Closer&lt;/a&gt; last night.  I was SO bored!  I don’t understand the whole Jude Law sexiest man in the world thing.  He looks like such a skinny turd.  And his accent was driving me nuts!  I’m surprised, because I usually LOVE accents.  Ewan McGregor and Colin Firth, HELLO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just joined &lt;a href="http://www.meetup.com/"&gt;meetup.com&lt;/a&gt;.  Of course, it figures right when they’re about to add a monthly charge for the groups.  We’ll see how that goes.  I joined a book club which is meeting Thursday night.  I’m wondering if I should go because I couldn’t find the &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0446532444/qid=1113963393/sr=2-1/ref=pd_bbs_b_2_1/104-2606434-8876731"&gt;book&lt;/a&gt; at the store or library.  Maybe this will give me a chance to make some friends.  Well, aside from my new little best friend Ashlyn.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t you hate it when you have a bag of chips next to you, and you don’t really want the chips, but keep eating them anyway?  Blech I feel sick now... and it didn’t just happen with chips.  I had candy afterwards and the same thing happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok my One Tree Hill show is on.  Yeah I’m a geek.  And tomorrow is America’s Next Top Model!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112842-111396304711687120?l=hollyy129.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollyy129.blogspot.com/feeds/111396304711687120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112842&amp;postID=111396304711687120' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112842/posts/default/111396304711687120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112842/posts/default/111396304711687120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollyy129.blogspot.com/2005/04/6667-of-time.html' title='66.67% of the time!'/><author><name>Holly Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03392599662283363622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112842.post-111368788174491194</id><published>2005-04-16T17:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-16T17:44:41.746-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Why does that cat have such a big head?</title><content type='html'>So when it gets to be nicer weather outside, I like to let the cats outside to play.  Today has been very nice, so I've had the door to the patio open for hours for the cats to come and go as they please.  When I first let them out earlier my neighbors were outside and we started talking.  They have a daughter who is a few years old and loves Frisky, the outdoor cat.  See, Frisky will come when called &amp; will follow you around the yard.  Ashlyn loves this.  She calls him Risky!  So cute!  Anyways, she saw all of the cats and wanted to come over and play.  She's talking to me in little kid babble which, by the way, is very hard to understand.  I haven't had many conversations with young kids before.  Well, amidst her babbling I caught on to a couple of things she said.  She wears shoes because otherwise you step on nails and have to go to the hospital and get a bandaid.  She doesn't like ants, either.  They crawl on her toes.  Funniest thing though... She's over looking at Tinka, my crazy cat with the pin in her leg, and she said "Why does that cat have such a big head?"... I almost died!  Especially because I'm always talking about how Tinka has such a big fluffy head.  If you've met Tinka, you'd see why.  I'll try to post a picture of her, along with pictures of the other 5 (yes, 5!) cats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Dave is inside playing some video game he rented, and I'm sitting here doing the blog thing.  I was going to go into work today, but got bummed out over stuff and decided not to go in and just make it in tomorrow.  So my day has basically been sleeping in, drinking coffee, eating dim sum (yum!) and chilling outside in the nice weather along with the kids &amp; the kitties.  I need to find something to do with myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. still thinking about the whole apartment thing.  Also thinking of townhouses.  maybe.  I don't know.  I keep getting stressed out about the whole money issue and my money being thrown away for rent for a place I'm never going to own.  We have such a good deal right now because we're staying here for free so I can save up money.  We just need to figure out how to have a life while living here.  Meet people, make friends, get out more.  We were actually supposed to get married this summer, but the wedding has been postponed indefinitely.  Don't ask... Okay now I'm more bummed and better stop before I end up having to call this the Bummy Blog..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112842-111368788174491194?l=hollyy129.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollyy129.blogspot.com/feeds/111368788174491194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112842&amp;postID=111368788174491194' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112842/posts/default/111368788174491194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112842/posts/default/111368788174491194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollyy129.blogspot.com/2005/04/why-does-that-cat-have-such-big-head.html' title='Why does that cat have such a big head?'/><author><name>Holly Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03392599662283363622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112842.post-111344366365007234</id><published>2005-04-13T21:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-19T22:51:43.406-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My first blog...</title><content type='html'>Okay I'm going to start retyping this entry... I just wrote a nice entry and ended up clicking my mouse button on my new laptop by accident and the whole thing got wiped out.  So much for blogging.  :-(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, as I WAS saying, I figured I'd try out this blogging stuff being I have some friends who do it. Maybe I'll make some friends... who knows... I need friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first question:  what on earth am I going to talk about, and who on earthy will want to read what I've got to talk about?  If you're actually reading this, I feel sorry for you.  I have no life, and you reading about my absence of a social life may be even worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... I went to work today and worked on my big client until my eyes got all buggy from staring at the computer screen and numbers and dates all day.  February through May are the months I dread out of the year because I get so stressed out working on this HUGE client.  But I can't tell you who the client is... it's SECRET!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways... I left work early today to check out a couple of apartments with Dave.  We've been looking for the past couple of weeks and today I think we found &lt;a href="http://www.colegrouprealty.com/properties/residential/colonie/index.html"&gt;THE ONE&lt;/a&gt;.  Hopefully we won't move until AFTER my big client work is done... unless D wants to increase my stress level to enormous.  We've been living at my parents' house with free room and board, so moving out alone will be stressful enough... especially with Dave not having a steady job yet and I've got to foot the bills.      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I'm tired of typing.. after all, I pretty much typed all of this BEFORE it got deleted.  I think I'm going to take a shower and go to bed.  Dave is playing Halo on his Wednesday night play date with his friends.  I need some of those... friends... anyone want to be my friend?  I like kitties!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112842-111344366365007234?l=hollyy129.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollyy129.blogspot.com/feeds/111344366365007234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112842&amp;postID=111344366365007234' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112842/posts/default/111344366365007234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112842/posts/default/111344366365007234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollyy129.blogspot.com/2005/04/my-first-blog.html' title='My first blog...'/><author><name>Holly Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03392599662283363622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry></feed>
