<?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-8710841</id><updated>2011-04-21T21:30:02.430-06:00</updated><title type='text'>YB's World</title><subtitle type='html'>Where I talk to myself but in prinit instead of in my head</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>YBNORMAL2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16602963680753948075</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>69</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710841.post-114516486025801360</id><published>2006-04-15T22:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-04-15T23:21:00.310-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Time No Post</title><content type='html'>Well, I've been busy and have not posted much here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is busy as always. My head is busy LOL...  always thinking my day job will go under or that I'll get fired from my second job I'm always imagining the worst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was off friday from my day job so I went to the Dr. he gave me some migrain medicine to try. I've been having chronic sinus infections, I had a ct scan last week on my sinuses and was told I had mild sinus disease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March of last year I quit taking prozac because I thought it interefered with my creativity. Well the Dr. has me on prozac again. My problems off the prozac I guess are worse than just my lack of creativity I'll just have to work harder when writing I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My roach colonies are growing. I sold a lobster roach colony to the reptile store and got $50 store credit. I think I'll stick with the discoid roaches they are bigger and have more meat, The lobster roaches were good when the lizards were smaller but their appetites are too big now for lobster roaches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dog cricket is doing good. She was really sick last month for a little over a week. Some sort of respitory infection she had a lot of trouble breathing. It was  r eally hard and fast, she would not eat and threw up all over and had direah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She snapped out of it the day before her vet appointment I was relieved to say the least, I was really worried she scared me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went shopping and bought cricket some new toys and a cute little denim dress.&lt;br /&gt;I bought her some green things that are supposed to help with diggie breath and supposed to be good for dogs but it made her throw up terrible so I threw the rest away. won't be buying those again thats for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I need to get up early for work so Good Night ~.~ ZZZZZZZZZZZZzzzzzzzzzzz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710841-114516486025801360?l=ybnormal2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/feeds/114516486025801360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710841&amp;postID=114516486025801360&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/114516486025801360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/114516486025801360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/2006/04/long-time-no-post.html' title='Long Time No Post'/><author><name>YBNORMAL2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16602963680753948075</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-8710841.post-113765335382562022</id><published>2006-01-18T23:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T23:49:13.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Interesting night</title><content type='html'>Tonight at work I saw my very first fake bill someone tried to spend 2 fake 20's the CSM showed it to me when she was brining it to the cash office&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also a cashier got off work tonight only to find that her car was stolen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kids and Money scary.. a boy buys some cards he hands me a wad of money and starts to walk off I call him back and tell him not only does he have change coming but he gave me way too much money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His mother said that he went to the flea market with $40 and bought a small plastic gun and had hardly any money left. This boy was totally clueless. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My nephew was calculating his change by the time he was 5yrs old he knew what he was getting back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710841-113765335382562022?l=ybnormal2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/feeds/113765335382562022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710841&amp;postID=113765335382562022&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/113765335382562022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/113765335382562022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/2006/01/interesting-night.html' title='Interesting night'/><author><name>YBNORMAL2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16602963680753948075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710841.post-113738350393017979</id><published>2006-01-15T20:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-01-15T20:51:43.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Day at Work</title><content type='html'>The second half of the shift was long specially when you have your 1st break AND your lunch break in the first 2 1/2 hours ACK!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That makes the second half of the shift sooo long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later the person that sent me soo early came by and apologised and said I could take an extra break, I said I just needed to go to the bathroom and she said ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had a headache the last 2 days, it's been 3 weeks since my last round of headaches. A while back the Dr said my headaches were from taking too muich tylenol and advil and that if I went 2 weeks without no over counter headaches stuff I would have no more headaches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ummmmm no it did not work it's been 3 weeks and I have headaches again. I told the Dr they come and go sometimes I week  or 2 with no headaches then I'll have headaches for 2 or 3 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He kept saying it was the tylenol and advil i was taking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710841-113738350393017979?l=ybnormal2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/feeds/113738350393017979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710841&amp;postID=113738350393017979&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/113738350393017979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/113738350393017979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/2006/01/another-day-at-work.html' title='Another Day at Work'/><author><name>YBNORMAL2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16602963680753948075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710841.post-113666864633525019</id><published>2006-01-07T14:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-01-07T14:17:26.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wellll</title><content type='html'>My brother was finally seen by a Dr. He will be in hospital one more day then go home tomorrow and just go back a few more times for the oxygen chamber.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting ready to go to work now, I have a headache, I was sitting here watching my goldfish it is getting bigger.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710841-113666864633525019?l=ybnormal2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/feeds/113666864633525019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710841&amp;postID=113666864633525019&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/113666864633525019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/113666864633525019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/2006/01/wellll.html' title='Wellll'/><author><name>YBNORMAL2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16602963680753948075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710841.post-113662371991957473</id><published>2006-01-07T01:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-01-07T01:48:39.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update on Brother, Insurance Sucks</title><content type='html'>Ok my brother has been on the hospital all week with that flesh eating virus, they did 2 surgeries and cut a big chunk out of his leg. He was supposed to have another surgery today but before they could do it the insurance company contacted the hospital and told them no that they wanted him transfered to another hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now my brother is middle class he makes more money than all the rest of the family put together. This is what my sister in law is use to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So they go to the new hospital, my sister in law is mortified  to see bums sleeping on the sidewalk, homeless people in the hospital and so on. She called it a Ghetto hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They go inside and try to get admited and the hospital tells them they don't know what to do with them. The hospital is not ready for him and they don't know where to put him. this was about noon. When I went to work at 7pm he was still waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know insurance companies want to save money but good grief...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just hoping his leg gets fixed up right.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710841-113662371991957473?l=ybnormal2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/feeds/113662371991957473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710841&amp;postID=113662371991957473&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/113662371991957473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/113662371991957473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/2006/01/update-on-brother-insurance-sucks.html' title='Update on Brother, Insurance Sucks'/><author><name>YBNORMAL2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16602963680753948075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710841.post-113652717196130048</id><published>2006-01-05T22:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T22:59:31.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flesh Eating Bacteria</title><content type='html'>Ok my brother came down with this amd has been on the hospital all week.&lt;br /&gt;The cut a 4x4 chunk of flesh off his leg, he has had 2 operations this week and is having a 3rd operation tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They also keep puting him in a hyperbolic(SP?) chamber thingy I guess it's an oxygen thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is a supervisor for United airlines and has been wanting to get a transfer to Hong Kong the interview was supposed to be this week. He missed the interview but they said they would reschedule the interview.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok now for the weird part, my sister inlaw has some strange ideas anyway, I guess there is a church in mexico with a dirt floor I guess it is miracle dirt that heals. Of course she happened to have some. She took him a ziploc bag of her miracle dirt to the hospital to heal his leg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is very supertstitious and some of her ideas just blow my mind but I've learned not to correct or argue with her. We had a 1/2 hour "Discussion" on the long term effects of shaving a babies head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't discuss much with her anymore I just don't have patience with ignorant people my brother is a very patient sort LOL...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news my day job this year is having a wage freeze AND paycuts. I lost 25 cents an hour. My wal-mart job I am getting a 40 cent raise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So 25 cent paycut on full time job and a 40 cent raise on a part time job I am breaking even.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess breaking even is better than falling behind :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish the cost of everything stopped going up, couple of months it will be time for lot rent to go up hopefully it will be a warm winter to keep the heating bill down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710841-113652717196130048?l=ybnormal2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/feeds/113652717196130048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710841&amp;postID=113652717196130048&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/113652717196130048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/113652717196130048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/2006/01/flesh-eating-bacteria.html' title='Flesh Eating Bacteria'/><author><name>YBNORMAL2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16602963680753948075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710841.post-113331248410794074</id><published>2005-11-29T17:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T23:11:54.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Scams they never end.</title><content type='html'>Got this in e-mail today, it kind of reminds me of the Nigerian Letter. Anyway here is a copy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would think people would catch on by now but I guess not as these e-mails keep coming LOL..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REPLY THROUH MY Private Email ; (&lt;br /&gt;From The Desk Of David Kvaristo Alonso Laure&lt;br /&gt;General Auditor Of CAJA NORTHE DE ANDALUCIA,&lt;br /&gt;CALLE GENERAL FRANCO 23/25 C.P 28864 (Madrid Espa??a)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Private Email ; ( davidlaure@wabcmail.com )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Friend,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am Mr. David Kvaristo Alonso.Laure, the general auditor of  CAJA  NORTHE&lt;br /&gt; DE ANDALUCIA,MADRID SPAIN.There is this floating funds which is to  the  &lt;br /&gt;tune  of Eighteen Million Euros (18,000,000.00 Euros) Which as been&lt;br /&gt;floating in this A/C nÂ? 5005874BS1000 since 2000 after  the death of the&lt;br /&gt;true  owner of the funds Late Mr. Morris Thompson, an American who was a&lt;br /&gt;private business man unfortunately lost his life in the plane crash of&lt;br /&gt;Alaska Airlines Flight 261 which crashed on January 31st 2000,  including&lt;br /&gt;his wife and  only  daughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can read more about the crash on visiting these sites&lt;br /&gt;below.http://www.cnn.com/2000/US/02/01/ alaska.airlines.list&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just came across his file again when I was auditing all the credit&lt;br /&gt;account in CAJA NORTHE DE ANDALUCIA, and I found out that nobody as ever&lt;br /&gt;come on behalf of the Late Mr. Morris Thompson as his next of kin to claim&lt;br /&gt; the funds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have been monitoring this  account since I discovered this &lt;br /&gt;information.In this case I have concluded to contact you if you are &lt;br /&gt;reliable to execute this transaction with me, then I will instruct you on&lt;br /&gt;how to  claim as the  next of kin to the late Mr.Morris thompson,so that &lt;br /&gt;the funds could be transfer to your overseas A/C, if only you can &lt;br /&gt;co-operate with me and not to betray me at the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For your information the transfer payment to apply for as the next of  &lt;br /&gt;kin  should be Seven Million Euros(7,000,000.00 Euros) As soon as you&lt;br /&gt;confirm  your interest and co-operation I will give you the guide lines on&lt;br /&gt; how you can transact with the bank for the approval of the funds toyour &lt;br /&gt;A/C.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as everything as been put in place for the transfer I will apply &lt;br /&gt;for an annual leave to obtain a visa to travel to your country for my&lt;br /&gt;share  of the funds and the sharing ofthe funds is 55% for me, 40% for &lt;br /&gt;you   and the remaining 5% will be for expenses incurred during the&lt;br /&gt;transaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as the  transaction is over I will secretly destroy all documents&lt;br /&gt;that will lead to the trace of this  transfer and go Back to My Country &lt;br /&gt;Because i have work all my Life in Spain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as I receive your reply through my Private email:(&lt;br /&gt;davidlaure@wabcmail.com )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also will send you a copy of my  international passport, and I will advise&lt;br /&gt;you on how to go about the  transaction  as well as to send you an &lt;br /&gt;agreement letter that will bind    the both of us  together in case of any&lt;br /&gt; future misunderstanding when sharing the funds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I await your soonest respond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;Mr.David Kvaristo Laure.&lt;br /&gt;Auditor General CAJA NORTHE DE ANDALUCIA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Private Email ( davidlaure@wabcmail.com )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710841-113331248410794074?l=ybnormal2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/feeds/113331248410794074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710841&amp;postID=113331248410794074&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/113331248410794074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/113331248410794074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/2005/11/scams-they-never-end.html' title='Scams they never end.'/><author><name>YBNORMAL2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16602963680753948075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710841.post-113211457985290454</id><published>2005-11-15T20:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T21:16:19.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I just want a comfortable pair of jeans</title><content type='html'>Maybe it's just the style and how they are cut, or maybe it's because I'm shopping at wal-mart, but I hate the way my jeans fit. Where do I find some comfy jeans???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The biggest thing is there is such a big gap in the back waist bad I swear I could fit a 2 liter bottle of pop back there. Whats up with that??? it is so loose the gap bugs the heck out of me but at the same time it is tight on my stomach so I can't breath and at the same time they feel like they are falling down in the back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get most of my t-shirts on ebay wal-mart shirts are ugly specially the bigger sized shirts&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710841-113211457985290454?l=ybnormal2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/feeds/113211457985290454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710841&amp;postID=113211457985290454&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/113211457985290454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/113211457985290454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-just-want-comfortable-pair-of-jeans.html' title='I just want a comfortable pair of jeans'/><author><name>YBNORMAL2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16602963680753948075</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-8710841.post-113178349849667015</id><published>2005-11-12T00:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T20:13:43.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Went Shopping.</title><content type='html'>I got me some way cool boots, I love them. Here is a pic the store is in Denver, fashion nation I got lost several times.&lt;br /&gt;These are the ones I got STEEL 10 Eyelet Navy Rub Off they are at the bottom of this page  http://www.vixensandangels.com/Item.cfm?Type=39&amp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my nephew a pair of boots at the same time they are the Underground brand Union Jack 10 eye boot  I had to google a bit to find a picture but this is what I got my nephew click on the pic to see a bigger pic.. &lt;br /&gt; http://www.shoe-shop.com/invt/und00116&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710841-113178349849667015?l=ybnormal2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/feeds/113178349849667015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710841&amp;postID=113178349849667015&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/113178349849667015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/113178349849667015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/2005/11/went-shopping.html' title='Went Shopping.'/><author><name>YBNORMAL2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16602963680753948075</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-8710841.post-113143394492907341</id><published>2005-11-07T23:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T23:09:40.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Links</title><content type='html'>For those who like online tests I have a TON here  http://forums.delphiforums.com /onlinetests/start&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to read some of my writings go here http://Writing.Com/ authors/ybnormal2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a list of some of my fav stuff I have read on writing.com go here. http://www2.writing.com/main/ view_item/item_id/1027695&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This forum is kinda dead but a lot of me is in it http://forums.delphiforums.com/ ybinsync/start &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last but not least here is my forum for cashiers and customers to gripe about each other. http://forums.delphiforums.com/ Grey1/start &lt;p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710841-113143394492907341?l=ybnormal2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/feeds/113143394492907341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710841&amp;postID=113143394492907341&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/113143394492907341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/113143394492907341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/2005/11/my-links.html' title='My Links'/><author><name>YBNORMAL2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16602963680753948075</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-8710841.post-113117787623755494</id><published>2005-11-05T00:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-11-05T01:04:36.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Really Want a House</title><content type='html'>I'm kinda tired of living in a trailer park I want a real house with a fenced yard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should have all my credit cards paid off by the end of the year. I've brought my credit score up from 620 to 730.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked my dad what I needed to buy a house, he said 10,000 down and at least 6 months of house payments and living expenses save in a savings acount. He said save $500 a month for 5 years at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister is a host home provider for DD (developmentally disabled) adults basically adult foster care.&lt;br /&gt;I think if I could get a house I could do that for a living. Though I want  my dad to continue living with me he said he would not share a house if I took care of DD adults. I do respite care at my sisters house when she can not watch them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I could find a forclosure house they are cheaper right??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it is late and this place is getting cold so Good Night ~.~ ZZZZZZZZzzzzzzzzzz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710841-113117787623755494?l=ybnormal2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/feeds/113117787623755494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710841&amp;postID=113117787623755494&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/113117787623755494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/113117787623755494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-really-want-house.html' title='I Really Want a House'/><author><name>YBNORMAL2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16602963680753948075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710841.post-113064148742118541</id><published>2005-10-29T20:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T21:04:47.433-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I Cuss for Jesus???</title><content type='html'>Ok tonight at Wal-Mart a customer ran a credit card and the  monitor said I had to compare signatures. So i asked to compare his signature on his credit card and the guy goes balistic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like what if I don't show you my F***ing card what you gonna do about that?&lt;br /&gt;If you F***ing people want my F***ing card why don't you just swipe my F***ing card for me then you can see the F***ing signature. And we put out F***ing bags in our F***ing cart for you, (Meaning he took the bags off the carousel) and your so F***ing slow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Kicker?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This guy was wearing CHRISTIAN stuff like pins saying Satan Sucks and I Ride for Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I kept my mouth shut because I do not want to lose my job but I was thinking he needed a pin saying I cuss for Jesus and I'll rip you a new one for Jesus because I do not see anyway this guy can be a Christian I don't see how it can be possible for that kind of person to be a Christian or know what one is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a lot of customers like that tonight the customers were just nasty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I think the cussing biker deserves to have his card stolen maybe that will teach him a lesson.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710841-113064148742118541?l=ybnormal2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/feeds/113064148742118541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710841&amp;postID=113064148742118541&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/113064148742118541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/113064148742118541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-cuss-for-jesus.html' title='I Cuss for Jesus???'/><author><name>YBNORMAL2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16602963680753948075</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-8710841.post-112606677682628019</id><published>2005-09-06T21:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T22:19:36.846-06:00</updated><title type='text'>This and That.</title><content type='html'>CREDIT CARDS.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why don't people sign their credit cards?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other night I had a customer who ran a credit card she said it was her daughters card who was standing beside her  and it came back with the pick up card message. I took the card saying I would try to to run it on my side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She  gave me another card saying that one was hers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It went through and I checked the signature and it matches. By then the CSM came to take the first card. The woman asked for the first card when she was told she could not have it back she grabbed the shopping cart and ran out the the store as fast as she could. The CSM and a manager stopped her  at the door and she made a scene saying everything was paid for never mind that she left so fast she left behind several bags in the carousel as well as a belt full of stuff from her alleged daughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I think the second card was stolen by the way she acted. BUT the signature matched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The CSM said if the sig matched there was nothing for me to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The total was Over $500 BTW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway why do people leave their cards UNsigned? If they lose th card and somenoe else signs it then the signature will Match. Whats the use of checking a signature if soneone can steal it and then sign it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAL-MART/Hurricane relief&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of people have come to Colorado from Luisiana the other night several families were in Wal-Mart where I work and they assigned an associate to each family to help them around the store to get everything they need.&lt;br /&gt;Clothes, Food, School Supplies, whatever they needed and it was given to them.&lt;br /&gt;People can also donate money to the hurricane relief at the checkout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEARTBURN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new medicine I'm on Nexium seems to have gotten rid of my chronic 3 yr old cough. I can even bend over to tie my shoes without my throat burnning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luisiana &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On TV they were talking about the evacuated people who were forced to leave behind their pets. That is very sad I can imagine a dog or cat left alone not able to take care of itself and how it must feel without it's human companions. I could not leave behind my dog Never...  She would be scared without me. People should not have to leave their pets behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Labor Day Weekend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried canning for the first time it was not quite how I expected. I used a pressure cooker to do the canninglooks like some of the jars leaked, the water was a mess and everything was all sticky.&lt;br /&gt;most lids seem to be secure so I guess some did ok. Though my relish has the consistancy of jelly the mango chutney is quite good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll try again  thanksgiving weekend. Sometimes though I wish I knew someone who knew how to do it to talk me thought it instead if stubling through info and recipes I google online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's starting to cool of at night. An online friend made me a cool afghan I started using it at night. It is just right and real comfy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've started Christmas shopping I figure it is easier a little bit at a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bills....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I expext to have all my credit cards paid off by the end of the year. I over paid on my sams club card so I ahve a $50 Credit on that card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats it for now, Good Night ~.~ ZZZZZZZZZZzzzzzzzzzz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710841-112606677682628019?l=ybnormal2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/feeds/112606677682628019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710841&amp;postID=112606677682628019&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/112606677682628019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/112606677682628019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/2005/09/this-and-that.html' title='This and That.'/><author><name>YBNORMAL2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16602963680753948075</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-8710841.post-112321577300241513</id><published>2005-08-04T22:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-08-04T22:22:53.023-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I Really Hate My Room</title><content type='html'>I really hate my room. I have no place to put anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I moved back in with my dad I went from a 3 bedroom mobile home to one bedroom at my dads place. He said I could keep what I could fit in my room. Needless to say it is packed I can hardly move around. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad has the whole rest of the trailer for his stuff. I tried stacking some stuff in the hall outside my room. Anything I leave elsewhere he dumps in my room but I have no place to put it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I have a cabinet full of VHS movies I was loking for one but could not open the door all the way cause of boxes in front of it but there was no place to put the boxes to get the out of the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I get mad and rip the door off the hinges so I could get to the movies. I guess I could rip off the other door then it would just be a wooden box of shelves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did get the movie out :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had a house and did not feel so cramped. I go through cleaning sprees sometimes where I just throw everything away but then my dad gets mad at me for throwing away good stuff. When I moved in I threw away over 100 VHS movies for example but I had no place to put them at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a short week next week with sunday and friday off I wanted to try making relish and canning it. I bought the stuff  to do it with like the jars and such and even thnough I consider those to be kitchen items my dad dumped it all in my bedroom just inside the door which was why I could not get to my movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate my room and can not figure out what to get rid of, anything I threw away I would end up buying again. I guess I could get nets and start hanging stuff from the ceiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I hate my room and it is making me cranky.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710841-112321577300241513?l=ybnormal2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/feeds/112321577300241513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710841&amp;postID=112321577300241513&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/112321577300241513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/112321577300241513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-really-hate-my-room.html' title='I Really Hate My Room'/><author><name>YBNORMAL2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16602963680753948075</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-8710841.post-112304519067340676</id><published>2005-08-02T22:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-08-02T22:59:50.680-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hair, Brazil and Random Thoughts</title><content type='html'>ok my nephew cut off his mohawk and dyed his hair blond. His friend has hot pink hair. Mohawks seem to be in now. At Wal-Mart toddler to  5yrs mohawks are in. The babies are all blinged out. Even babies have pierced ears, rings, bracelets,  necklaces I did not know they made jewlery that small. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother who works for United Airlines, he use  to be a flight mechanic and worked his way up to manager was sent to Brazil, San Palo (sp?) he is escorting an engine down there for a plane. He just baught a bunch of tools to take down to use to install it. The mechanic that was there was sent earlier to Japan to fix a problem of some sort there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not know United Airlines had so few mechanics they had to send supervisors all over the world to fix stuff and install engines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of months ago he almost went to Rio de Jenero something about a manager being fired but he did not get his visa in time or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if he will have time to send home suvineres.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still paying off the Credit Cards my dad wants me to take over the car payments in October.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad applied for a job at Wal-Mart. Nowhere else he has applied at ever called back. We will wait and see if Wal-Mart calls him, he worries he may be too old to be hired since he is 71&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710841-112304519067340676?l=ybnormal2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/feeds/112304519067340676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710841&amp;postID=112304519067340676&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/112304519067340676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/112304519067340676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/2005/08/hair-brazil-and-random-thoughts.html' title='Hair, Brazil and Random Thoughts'/><author><name>YBNORMAL2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16602963680753948075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710841.post-112199592644268647</id><published>2005-07-21T19:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T19:32:06.450-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Handwriting University</title><content type='html'>This was interesting I find that too much html messes uop the blog and the spacing in posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a post on a Delphi forum though with the pics and stuff. go here to see it.&lt;br /&gt; http://forums.delphiforums.com/onlinetests/messages?msg=569.1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does anyone have an opinion ion handwriting and personality? Do you think it is accurate? How does it work etc?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I noticed in looking at my letters some letters seemed to be diffwerent each tiome I wrote them. But I only did the sample paragraph&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway if you want to take the test go here &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.handwritingwizard.com/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710841-112199592644268647?l=ybnormal2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/feeds/112199592644268647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710841&amp;postID=112199592644268647&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/112199592644268647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/112199592644268647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/2005/07/handwriting-university.html' title='Handwriting University'/><author><name>YBNORMAL2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16602963680753948075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710841.post-112192448278165456</id><published>2005-07-20T23:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-07-20T23:41:22.786-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What an Imagination</title><content type='html'>Ok I've always had a good imagination but yesterday was weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm working my day job alone noone is within like 30 or 40 feet from me and all of a sudden I smell really strong scent like aftershave. As if someone had dropped a Gallon of Old Spice onthe floor next to me. I looked all around my machine and around the room no one was nearby. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The smell lasted about 2 min then was gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today on way home from day job Denver was 110 and my car does NOT have any air conditioning. I was barely 1/2 way home before I started feeling sick, queesy and headache. I was drinking water but it seemed to upset my stomache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I start my shift at wal-mart and I'm drinking like crazy I'm so thirsty I can't catch up on liquids.&lt;br /&gt;By the end of the shift I felt like creepy crawlies were crawling all over my skin, even inside my ears it was an extremely annoying feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get home from work and my little garden that is hanging on my front porch is covered in a giant spider web filled with thousands of tiny baby spiders. I got the hose and soaked all my plants hoping I washed away the spiders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole trailer is surounded by spider webs. They spin little funnel shaped webs that go down. Big at the top then smaller as it goes into the ground, under the shed, under the trailer etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UGH....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just took a shower and am drinking an ice cold Dasani water I still feel lousy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey PAM I lost your Ph#&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710841-112192448278165456?l=ybnormal2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/feeds/112192448278165456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710841&amp;postID=112192448278165456&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/112192448278165456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/112192448278165456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/2005/07/what-imagination.html' title='What an Imagination'/><author><name>YBNORMAL2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16602963680753948075</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-8710841.post-112001759236565060</id><published>2005-06-28T21:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-07-16T01:40:56.363-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Some more funnies :D</title><content type='html'>Milk and cereal &lt;a href="http://www.albinoblacksheep.com/flash/milk.php"&gt; http://www.albinoblacksheep.com/flash/milk.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How to Fold a Shirt I keep watching this one over and over LOL.. check this out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.albinoblacksheep.com/flash/fold.php"&gt; http://www.albinoblacksheep.com/flash/fold.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Face Dance &lt;a href="http://www.albinoblacksheep.com/flash/facedance.php"&gt; http://www.albinoblacksheep.com/flash/facedance.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710841-112001759236565060?l=ybnormal2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/feeds/112001759236565060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710841&amp;postID=112001759236565060&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/112001759236565060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/112001759236565060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/2005/06/some-more-funnies-d.html' title='Some more funnies :D'/><author><name>YBNORMAL2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16602963680753948075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710841.post-112001600420960206</id><published>2005-06-28T21:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-06-28T21:33:24.216-06:00</updated><title type='text'>This is funny :)</title><content type='html'>Just wanted to post something silly :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.albinoblacksheep.com/flash/pingpong.php"&gt; http://www.albinoblacksheep.com/flash/pingpong.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710841-112001600420960206?l=ybnormal2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/feeds/112001600420960206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710841&amp;postID=112001600420960206&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/112001600420960206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/112001600420960206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/2005/06/this-is-funny.html' title='This is funny :)'/><author><name>YBNORMAL2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16602963680753948075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710841.post-111984091153406743</id><published>2005-06-26T20:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-07-23T01:05:49.653-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sucky News</title><content type='html'>Today at Wal-mart lady came through my line. I did not recognise her I'm terrible with faces, but she worked at a previous job I had about 10 years ago. Her husband was my supervisor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said he had died in march. He went to the hospital with really bad chest pain. They told him it was just indigestion and sent him home. He died soon after from a massive heart attack. He just turned 32&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't a hospital tell the difference between indigestion and a heart attack?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has 3 kids 11yrs and under. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She asked me to pass the info along to my brother they were friends years ago   but had lost touch. I got his e-mail from my dad and sent him an e-mail &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I told her it sucked she said yeah she missed him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710841-111984091153406743?l=ybnormal2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/feeds/111984091153406743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710841&amp;postID=111984091153406743&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/111984091153406743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/111984091153406743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/2005/06/sucky-news.html' title='Sucky News'/><author><name>YBNORMAL2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16602963680753948075</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-8710841.post-111958388746516635</id><published>2005-06-23T21:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T21:31:27.470-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The 007 Guy</title><content type='html'>In town there is an older asian man who Always walks aruund town in a Tuxcedo, bow tie and a baseball cap with 007 across the front.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rain or shine summer or winter you can always see him walking around town perfectly groomed in his tux and cap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I took my nephew to Taco Bell and while we were eating the 007 guy came in. When we finished eating we went over to talk to him.&lt;br /&gt;He is the BIGGEST James Bond fan you will ever meet. He knows every movie and book by heart, knows all the trivia, actors and has studied and compared the plots and villians to the times that each movie was made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway he was an interesting character. LOL.. even my nephew said he was "Tight"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710841-111958388746516635?l=ybnormal2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/feeds/111958388746516635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710841&amp;postID=111958388746516635&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/111958388746516635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/111958388746516635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/2005/06/007-guy.html' title='The 007 Guy'/><author><name>YBNORMAL2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16602963680753948075</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-8710841.post-111898256427994760</id><published>2005-06-16T22:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T22:29:24.286-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Annoyances</title><content type='html'>OK I admit I can be easily annoyed.&lt;br /&gt;At work, my day job there is a new employee and of course she has to sit at the only non smoking table where I sit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normally ok but she annoys me so much I get shivers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok she Talks with her mouth full of food not just a little bit of food but a WHOLE mouth of food. Keep taking bite after bit while talking stuffing her mouth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She chews with her mouth open, food all over her teeth, lips, EEEWWWWWWW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I am talking to a co worker in english even though she is fluent in english she will  walk up and talk OVER me in spanish just cut me off in mid sentence talk over me till I shut up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno why I bother trying to talk to anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well I can stare at the oposite wall and day dream. LOL.. I actually like zoning out and I can get really creative in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How to eat is one thing I taught my niece and nephews very well. It is such a pet peeve I just can't deal with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the kids were little like 2yrs, if they talked with food in their mouth I gave them a quick flick on their mouth with my finger. If they chewed with their mouth open I would hold their lips together till they swallowed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno why people can not eat quietly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm jst too easily annoyed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710841-111898256427994760?l=ybnormal2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/feeds/111898256427994760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710841&amp;postID=111898256427994760&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/111898256427994760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/111898256427994760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/2005/06/annoyances.html' title='Annoyances'/><author><name>YBNORMAL2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16602963680753948075</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-8710841.post-111880804466831172</id><published>2005-06-14T21:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T22:00:44.670-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cinderella Man</title><content type='html'>ok Today was my birthday and everyone gave me money so I went to see a movie. I saw Cinderella Man.&lt;br /&gt;There were only 6 other people in the theater besides me, must not be a popular movie. Anyway I liked the movie I thought it was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know have 2 goldfish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My nephew graduated high school and had his 18th birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My niece got a car. A 98 mustang  the salesman told her it was a very special car, 1 owner only driven on weekends, autographed engine and that it was so special she could only wach the car with Dove soap. It's $250 a month, at least she got her mothers Ex to co sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway thats the update, This weekend I work 3-11pm saturday and sunday. I really need to catch up on laundry. I've been getting like 4 - 5 1/2 hours sleep a night. I'm gonna take a quick shower then go to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Night ~.~ ZZZZZzzzzzzzzzzzzz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710841-111880804466831172?l=ybnormal2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/feeds/111880804466831172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710841&amp;postID=111880804466831172&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/111880804466831172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/111880804466831172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/2005/06/cinderella-man.html' title='Cinderella Man'/><author><name>YBNORMAL2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16602963680753948075</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-8710841.post-111674310733389054</id><published>2005-05-22T00:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T00:25:07.336-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh My and I Thought My House was Bad</title><content type='html'>This lady must be soome pack rat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My room is not that bad but then I'm not posting pics of it right now LOL..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.randomthink.net/misc/ebay/"&gt; http://www.randomthink.net/misc/ebay/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710841-111674310733389054?l=ybnormal2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.randomthink.net/misc/ebay/' title='Oh My and I Thought My House was Bad'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/feeds/111674310733389054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710841&amp;postID=111674310733389054&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/111674310733389054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/111674310733389054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/2005/05/oh-my-and-i-thought-my-house-was-bad.html' title='Oh My and I Thought My House was Bad'/><author><name>YBNORMAL2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16602963680753948075</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-8710841.post-111655824319876289</id><published>2005-05-19T21:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-05-20T06:07:02.216-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Ebay Auctions</title><content type='html'>Ok I'm selling some stuff on ebay again :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a link to my stuff I'm selling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just click the title to see them :)&lt;a href="http://search.ebay.com/_W0QQfgtpZ1QQfrppZ25QQsassZybnormal2"&gt; http://search.ebay.com/_W0QQfgtpZ1QQfrppZ25QQsassZybnormal2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710841-111655824319876289?l=ybnormal2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://search.ebay.com/_W0QQfgtpZ1QQfrppZ25QQsassZybnormal2' title='My Ebay Auctions'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/feeds/111655824319876289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710841&amp;postID=111655824319876289&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/111655824319876289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/111655824319876289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/2005/05/my-ebay-auctions.html' title='My Ebay Auctions'/><author><name>YBNORMAL2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16602963680753948075</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-8710841.post-111542016350979213</id><published>2005-05-06T16:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-05-06T18:03:25.093-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Dad Bought Me a New Car</title><content type='html'>It is a Chevy Aveo 2005 it's t he cheapest 4 door the $9,999 one so I do not have any air conditioning or CD player etc... it's the rock bottom price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.chevrolet.com/aveo/4door/#special"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is  the  Darker Red the Aqua would have been awesome but my dad said that one was $1,000 more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course since my dad was the one buying I had no say in anything. Beggers can't be choosers ya know? Air conditioning would have been nice though :)&lt;br /&gt; He bought it when I was at work&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710841-111542016350979213?l=ybnormal2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/feeds/111542016350979213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710841&amp;postID=111542016350979213&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/111542016350979213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/111542016350979213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/2005/05/my-dad-bought-me-new-car.html' title='My Dad Bought Me a New Car'/><author><name>YBNORMAL2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16602963680753948075</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-8710841.post-111456094797127484</id><published>2005-04-26T18:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T18:15:47.973-06:00</updated><title type='text'>* Cough Cough *</title><content type='html'>Ok just got back from the Dr. I'm trying a new medicine for my cough it is Ranitidine he now thinks my cough may be from heartburn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course my Insurance does not cover this medicine so it cost me $55 after all that time and money spent meeting the prescription decuctable. I guess I should be glad I do have some med coverage  no matter how sucky I think it is&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710841-111456094797127484?l=ybnormal2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/feeds/111456094797127484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710841&amp;postID=111456094797127484&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/111456094797127484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/111456094797127484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/2005/04/cough-cough.html' title='* Cough Cough *'/><author><name>YBNORMAL2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16602963680753948075</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-8710841.post-111432487856284656</id><published>2005-04-24T00:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T00:41:18.563-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Got Home from Wal-Mart</title><content type='html'>I got off at 11pm tonight did some shopping after work. Spent too much of course.&lt;br /&gt;I have some strawberry plants in hanging baskets hanging on the front porch my dad brought them inside when it hailed  the other day and I was at work :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought a bunch of Calcium, liquid and gum form I also have the carmel chew kind as well I'm going to try to take calcium in some form or another 3 or 4 times a day. Dr. told me a couple of years ago to take it at least 3 times a day cause my  TSH has been .01 for like the last 5 or 6 years that it would thin my bones. They wanted ti NUKE my thyroid with a R.A.I. BUT... if my T3 and T4 are NORMAL whats the point in nuking??? They had me on an anti-thyroid for a whille but it just made me Hypo and I felt icky so I quit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep forgetting the stuff so I'm going to try to get on a regular schedual with the calcium now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took some pics this morning of some stuff I'll try to sell on Ebay, tomorrow I work from Noon to 8pm maybe I'll find time to post some auctions tomorrow morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I get some listed I'll post a link :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's comming up on 1AM I better get some ZZZZzzzz's Good Night ~.~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710841-111432487856284656?l=ybnormal2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/feeds/111432487856284656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710841&amp;postID=111432487856284656&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/111432487856284656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/111432487856284656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/2005/04/just-got-home-from-wal-mart.html' title='Just Got Home from Wal-Mart'/><author><name>YBNORMAL2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16602963680753948075</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-8710841.post-111353779634603192</id><published>2005-04-14T22:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T22:03:16.346-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fill in the Blank Poem</title><content type='html'>Here you get the first 2 words and you finish the line for this fill in the blank poem..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am &lt;br /&gt;I wonder&lt;br /&gt;I hear &lt;br /&gt;I see &lt;br /&gt;I want &lt;br /&gt;I am &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pretend &lt;br /&gt;I feel &lt;br /&gt;I touch &lt;br /&gt;I worry &lt;br /&gt;I cry &lt;br /&gt;I am &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I understand &lt;br /&gt;I say &lt;br /&gt;I dream &lt;br /&gt;I try &lt;br /&gt;I hope &lt;br /&gt;I am &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll start.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am glass easily shattered splinters in my soul&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why&lt;br /&gt;I hear everything and nothing&lt;br /&gt;I see through the layers&lt;br /&gt;I want to be me&lt;br /&gt;I am a whisper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pretend not to feel&lt;br /&gt;I feel everything and nothing&lt;br /&gt;I touch carefully&lt;br /&gt;I worry I will not be missed&lt;br /&gt;I cry inside my head&lt;br /&gt;I am melting away like a faded memory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I understand more than I use to&lt;br /&gt;I say what I say&lt;br /&gt;I dream at night&lt;br /&gt;I try when I feel like it&lt;br /&gt;I hope people like me&lt;br /&gt;I am just me no one else&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710841-111353779634603192?l=ybnormal2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/feeds/111353779634603192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710841&amp;postID=111353779634603192&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/111353779634603192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/111353779634603192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/2005/04/fill-in-blank-poem.html' title='Fill in the Blank Poem'/><author><name>YBNORMAL2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16602963680753948075</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-8710841.post-111231769435624262</id><published>2005-03-31T17:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T22:17:17.156-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Esophagogastro duodenoscopy</title><content type='html'>My post did not post it has made me rather cranky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I don't feel like retyping the whole thing but suffice it to say the procedure was done today I don't remember much. I had some water after the procedure but threw it up in the parking lot. Maybe I drank it too fast I was very thirsty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway my esophogus was small and they streched it to a more normal size. They gave me some pics but I don't know how I could post them since they are printed on a sheet of paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had a headache since I woke up this morning I took some of that melting tylenol when I gotto my sisters house thinking it would work better since I threw up the water&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710841-111231769435624262?l=ybnormal2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/feeds/111231769435624262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710841&amp;postID=111231769435624262&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/111231769435624262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/111231769435624262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/2005/03/esophagogastro-duodenoscopy_31.html' title='Esophagogastro duodenoscopy'/><author><name>YBNORMAL2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16602963680753948075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710841.post-111231679144005996</id><published>2005-03-31T17:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T22:16:39.370-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Esophagogastro duodenoscopy</title><content type='html'>Who named that procedure??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway thats what I had today I don't remember it much which is probably a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They said my esophagus was small and that they streched it to a more normal size and that should help with the food getting stuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel a bit icky right now my face is bight red and splotchy I mean realy ugly and I threw up in the parking lot as I was leaving the water I drank. Mabey I drank it to fast I did not have any food since last night about 8:30 and no liquid since 10:30 this morning. So I was really thirsty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a massive headache since I woke up I took some of that dissolve in yout mouth Tylenol Since I threw up the water that I drank after the procedure I thought the melting kind would stay down better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They gave me a copy of the pictures of my esophagus and stomach and duodenum whatever that is. I don't know how I would go about posting them they are printed out on paper.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710841-111231679144005996?l=ybnormal2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/feeds/111231679144005996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710841&amp;postID=111231679144005996&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/111231679144005996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/111231679144005996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/2005/03/esophagogastro-duodenoscopy.html' title='Esophagogastro duodenoscopy'/><author><name>YBNORMAL2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16602963680753948075</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><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710841.post-111178615523283856</id><published>2005-03-25T14:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T14:29:15.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dr. Visit this Morning</title><content type='html'>Ok I went to the Dr. this morning and now I'm being sent to a Gastroentrology place next thursday, he said I was having Esophogeal Spasms which is real freaky when eating or drinking and all of a sudden stuff gets stuck in your chest like food or liquid or something you get real light headed and your hands go numb. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started doing it  a few mmonths ago. It's  hapening bout twice a month but since it started a few months ago I fgured I better get it taken care of before it got worse. The apt is thursday next week it's gonna be harsh no food after minight the night before then only liquids thursday till about 11am then NOTHING till after the apt which is at 3:30. I'll have to leave work early I'm dredding asking to leave early my boss has hissy fits when people leave early for Dr. apts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always had a tendency to tough it out when I did not feel good now that I'm getting older I'm getting stuff looked at sooner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother never went to the Dr and when she was diagonsed with cancer she was like she had not felt quit right in 4 years. She didn't go to the Dr till her symptoms were bad but then the Dr was not much better trying to treat her symptoms instead of finding out what was causing it. By the time she was diagnosed it was to late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started  new blod presure med today I forgot what it was called but he said it was a diruetic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710841-111178615523283856?l=ybnormal2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/feeds/111178615523283856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710841&amp;postID=111178615523283856&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/111178615523283856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/111178615523283856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/2005/03/dr-visit-this-morning.html' title='Dr. Visit this Morning'/><author><name>YBNORMAL2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16602963680753948075</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-8710841.post-111172072499600580</id><published>2005-03-24T19:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T20:18:44.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Off Friday</title><content type='html'>I have tomorrow off from my day job. I made a Dr. apt for tomorrow morning.When I made the apt I got really annoyed at the person making the apt she kept asking in great detail why I was making an apt then reasking for more detaled details I was thinking What the HECK??? I'm at work on break which is only 10 min and I have coworkers all around which I did not want listening so I was not talking very loud. Can we say PRIVACY? Just make the blasted apt you don't need  novel plus I kept telling  her it was hard to expalin to begins with! Other than that not much planned for tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt; I'm staying at my sisters house tonight through sat. I'm on her conputer right now. She and my nephews are out of town they are in kansas till sunday so I'm waching things till she gets back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least I still have internet access. Though on here I only have winsdows MSN messenger. Not what I'm use to chatting on but I probably should not download any programs since this is not my computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on MSN which is only when on my sisters computer I am ybnormal2@sybersanctury.com &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a terrible headache hopefully it clears up soon I go to the ear nose throat DR next tuesday maybe he will finaly get my sinus infection leared up. It is snowing today I prefer rain to snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had butterflies all day I'm trying to ignore it. But it is annoying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710841-111172072499600580?l=ybnormal2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/feeds/111172072499600580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710841&amp;postID=111172072499600580&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/111172072499600580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/111172072499600580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/2005/03/off-friday.html' title='Off Friday'/><author><name>YBNORMAL2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16602963680753948075</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-8710841.post-111164755139988734</id><published>2005-03-23T23:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T23:59:11.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Did You Ever?</title><content type='html'>Did You ever wonder if the speed of time was faster than the speed of light? Time seems to go faster the older I get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you ever wonder if dogs were psychic? I sometimes think my Cricket is psychic LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you ever get the unexplained feeling that someone did not like you but could not figure out why? I get this from time to time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you ever want to be someone else then figure out your own problems were not that bad after all? I whine a but at times but things could be worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you ever get so lost in your daydreams and the past that you forgot about the future?  I think sometimes the past feels safer and more comfy cause the now is always the point where you create both the past and the future at the same time and it is so easy to screw up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway just some random thought before I go to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Night ~.~ ZZZZzzzzzzzzz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710841-111164755139988734?l=ybnormal2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/feeds/111164755139988734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710841&amp;postID=111164755139988734&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/111164755139988734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/111164755139988734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/2005/03/did-you-ever.html' title='Did You Ever?'/><author><name>YBNORMAL2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16602963680753948075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710841.post-111155210021468941</id><published>2005-03-22T21:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T21:28:20.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sinus Infections</title><content type='html'>Ok I get a lot of sinus infections.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I've been going to the ear nose throat Dr like every 2 weeks trying different meds to clear up a chronic cough and runny nose and nothing seems to work. Finally he said we needed a cat scan on my sinuses. The results came back saying that I have a sinus infection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got over a sinus infection a couple of weeks ago and even finished off ALL the antibiotics and everything. Seems like I have a sinus infection every other month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe it or not I don't even feel sick. I get a mild pain occasionally but it lasts a few seconds or maybe a min and a vague headache which if I took to my primary care physician would not think anything of it much less prescribe anything. Been there Done that....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel vaguey sick to the point I do not know how to describe it so the dr does not know what to make of it and says take some advil and semds me home and nothing is wrong till I get a cat scan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which I'm hoping does not cost too much. My med coverage I have a $3,000 a year med deductable. A thyroid uptake scan is about $700 I'm hoping it is less than that those payments sucked. So I hope this place is better with their payment plans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway maybe this is part of the cause of my chronic headaches I get every day? I go through way too tylenol, advil, excedrine etc... sometimes alternating them every 2 hours which I know is too much but what do you do when over the counter stuff just does not work ya know??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I hope this dr clears up my sinus infection.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710841-111155210021468941?l=ybnormal2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/feeds/111155210021468941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710841&amp;postID=111155210021468941&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/111155210021468941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/111155210021468941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/2005/03/sinus-infections.html' title='Sinus Infections'/><author><name>YBNORMAL2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16602963680753948075</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-8710841.post-111129153197678432</id><published>2005-03-19T20:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-03-19T21:05:31.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Customer Service</title><content type='html'>Ok now if you have ever worried about sounding stupid or that you were not the brightest bulb in the house spend some time in customer service. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is for real and these actually happened at the Wal-Mart that I now work at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lady comes to return a coffee pot and asks for a refund of her money. The cashier asks her if there is anything wrong with the coffee pot. The customer replies..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes it makes my coffee way too strong."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another Lady comes to return an item but does not have a receipt. The cashier asks for some ID the lady gives her Sam's cub card and her DUI ticket. The cashier says Ma'am I can't accept this DUI ticket as a form of ID The Customer replies..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Honey, I just got that ticket 3 days ago"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow I don't think DUI tickets are what was ment by state issued ID LOL...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people just can't take no for an answer.&lt;br /&gt;A man brings back a power washer, he wants to exchabge it. His reciept is over a year old and it is well used. Well past any 30 or even 90 day time but he argues and insists. He is still told he can not exchange it.&lt;br /&gt;later he is seen walking around with a new powerwahser in his basket of course he is stopped insisting he wants to exchange his power washer the whole time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710841-111129153197678432?l=ybnormal2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/feeds/111129153197678432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710841&amp;postID=111129153197678432&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/111129153197678432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/111129153197678432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/2005/03/customer-service.html' title='Customer Service'/><author><name>YBNORMAL2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16602963680753948075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710841.post-111007746554257146</id><published>2005-03-05T19:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-03-05T19:51:05.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am</title><content type='html'>I am&lt;br /&gt;A silent screem in a sound proof head&lt;br /&gt;A tear lost in the rain&lt;br /&gt;Glass, easily broken splinters in my soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bubble in a rose garden trying not to get popped by the thorns&lt;br /&gt;A random thought lost in a crowd&lt;br /&gt;A whisper melting away like a faded memory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who are You? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrote this a while ago. I still like it. I think it is a kind of lonely poem. This poem feels comfy to me though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://cgi6.ebay.com/ws/eBayISAPI.dll?ViewSellersOtherItems&amp;userid=ybnormal2&amp;completed=0&amp;sort=3&amp;since=-1"&gt;&lt;img src="http://people.delphiforums.com/YBNORMAL2/ebaypat.jpg"&gt;&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/8710841-111007746554257146?l=ybnormal2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/feeds/111007746554257146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710841&amp;postID=111007746554257146&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/111007746554257146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/111007746554257146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-am.html' title='I am'/><author><name>YBNORMAL2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16602963680753948075</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-8710841.post-110827025184598159</id><published>2005-02-12T21:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-02-12T21:50:51.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wal-Mart</title><content type='html'>Ok I've been a cashier for a couple of weeks now. It's a bit nerve wracking. some customers are not nice and can be very impatient. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a Quota I need to scan a min of 450 itmes an hour. I was stuck on the 20 itmes or less lane all day and going as fast as I can and throwing stuff in bags as fast as possible I still can not get near quota.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate the 20 item fast lane I wish they would make them all self checkouts and let the customer do their own stuff. I want the big basket full people so I can get my IPH (Items Per hour) up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are not allowed to have water at the register while working. Sometimes I get SO thirsty my mouth feels so thick and sticky I can hardly swallow or  talk. Cashiering looks easy but can be very tireing. And every time you go to break or lunch you have to give a print out of your IPH to the managers. I'm always afraid of making a mistake or my till being off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure if coworkers like me though I try to be nice to everyone.&lt;br /&gt;At my day job  there are 2 workers that do not like me they think I watch them but thats not true at all. The boss said not to talk to them look at them or make any kind of eye contact at all with them. But sometimes I accidently glance up when they walk by or something. BUT anytime I do make eye contact they are looking straight at me so they are the ones watching me right? They have to look at me first for me to make eye contact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now at Wal-Mart they tell up to make eye contact with anyone within 10ft and say hi and such. But I noticed when I tried that with a couple of coworkers they looked away from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DON'T UNDERSTAND WHAT I'M DOING WRONG!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so not a people person but any job you have you have to deal with people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so frustrated and stressing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710841-110827025184598159?l=ybnormal2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/feeds/110827025184598159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710841&amp;postID=110827025184598159&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/110827025184598159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/110827025184598159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/2005/02/wal-mart.html' title='Wal-Mart'/><author><name>YBNORMAL2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16602963680753948075</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-8710841.post-110497123216709976</id><published>2005-01-05T17:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-03-05T20:49:35.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'M ON EBAY!! LOL</title><content type='html'>I'm selling dog and cat food on ebay as well as clothes and other stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://cgi6.ebay.com/ws/eBayISAPI.dll?ViewSellersOtherItems&amp;userid=ybnormal2&amp;completed=0&amp;sort=3&amp;since=-1"&gt;&lt;img src="http://people.delphiforums.com/YBNORMAL2/ebaypat.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone is interested in an all natural twice baked dog or cat food. I have info for each posted for each product. I also have girls shorts a couple of suede vests child size&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710841-110497123216709976?l=ybnormal2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://cgi6.ebay.com/ws/eBayISAPI.dll?ViewSellersOtherItems&amp;userid=ybnormal2&amp;completed=0&amp;sort=3&amp;since=-1' title='I&apos;M ON EBAY!! LOL'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/feeds/110497123216709976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710841&amp;postID=110497123216709976&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/110497123216709976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/110497123216709976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/2005/01/im-on-ebay-lol.html' title='I&apos;M ON EBAY!! LOL'/><author><name>YBNORMAL2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16602963680753948075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710841.post-110497101502294778</id><published>2005-01-05T17:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-01-05T17:23:35.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cough Cough</title><content type='html'>Ok I went to the Dr. Yesterday and he said I had ASTHMA ummmm 2 years to diagnose this??&lt;br /&gt;I got some prescription refills that had run out, got a new blood pressure med, taking an antibiotic, I forgot to remind him I need a fluoxetine refill but thats ok I cut the dose in half a while back so I have extra saved up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The inhaler seems to help I only woke up once last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still need to see an Ear, Nose and Throat Dr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway thats my chronic cough update.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710841-110497101502294778?l=ybnormal2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/feeds/110497101502294778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710841&amp;postID=110497101502294778&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/110497101502294778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/110497101502294778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/2005/01/cough-cough.html' title='Cough Cough'/><author><name>YBNORMAL2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16602963680753948075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710841.post-110437786279926414</id><published>2004-12-29T20:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-12-29T20:37:42.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Headaches Suck!</title><content type='html'>Ok I've had a headache since Dec 23 thats about a week straight 24/7 and it hurts. I go to sleep with a headache and wake up with a headache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so i tried Advil, Tylenol, Excedrine migraine, Asprin, Naproxen, Then I tried mixing some of these together taking something like every 2 or 3 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I came down with cold symptoms, sore throat, earache stuffy/runny nose etc.. to make me feel even worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I called the Dr. office but they did not have any openings this week for after work since I cannot take time off work to go to the Dr. I make all apt's for after work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I explained how bad the headache was so they called in a Prescription for Etodolac to take 3x a day.&lt;br /&gt;They also told me to take Mucinex but that not only made me cough worse but I started wheezing after taking it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of other aches and pains I won't complain about here. Suffice it to say I feel like you know what and am so glad I have a long weekend comming up.&lt;br /&gt;I think I will sleep all weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710841-110437786279926414?l=ybnormal2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/feeds/110437786279926414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710841&amp;postID=110437786279926414&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/110437786279926414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/110437786279926414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/2004/12/headaches-suck.html' title='Headaches Suck!'/><author><name>YBNORMAL2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16602963680753948075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710841.post-110282248474697077</id><published>2004-12-11T20:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-12-12T09:34:36.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Public Bathrooms</title><content type='html'>The Worst Place in the World! LOL....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway if you have any questions on why it takes so long to go to the bathroom here is your answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found this posted on a forum I think it is going around in e-mail as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother was a fanatic about public bathrooms. When I was a little&lt;br /&gt;girl, she'd take me into the stall, teach me to wad up toilet paper and wipe the seat. Then, she'd carefully lay strips of toilet paper to cover the seat. Finally, she'd instruct, "Never, NEVER sit on a public toilet seat. Then she'd demonstrate "The Stance," which consisted of balancing over the toilet in a sitting position without actually letting any of your flesh make contact with the toilet seat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By this time, I'd have wet down my leg and we'd have to go home to&lt;br /&gt;change my clothes. That was a long time ago. Even now, in my more&lt;br /&gt;"mature years, "The Stance" is excruciatingly difficult to maintain,&lt;br /&gt;especially when one's bladder is full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you have to "go" in a public bathroom, you usually find a line of&lt;br /&gt;women that makes you think there's a half-price sale on Nelly's&lt;br /&gt;underwear in there. So, you wait and smile politely at all the other&lt;br /&gt;ladies, who are also crossing their legs and smiling politely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You get closer and check for feet under the stall doors. Every one is&lt;br /&gt;occupied. Finally, a door opens and you dash in, nearly knocking down&lt;br /&gt;the woman leaving the stall. You get in to find the door won't latch. It doesn't matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dispenser for the new fangled "seat covers" (invented by someone's&lt;br /&gt;Mom, no doubt) is handy, but empty. You would hang your purse on the&lt;br /&gt;door hook if there was one but there isn't - so you carefully but&lt;br /&gt;quickly hang it around your neck (mom would turn over in her grave if&lt;br /&gt;you put it on the FLOOR!), yank down your pants, and assume "The&lt;br /&gt;Stance."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhh, relief. More relief. But then your thighs begin to shake. You'd&lt;br /&gt;love to sit down but you certainly hadn't taken time to wipe the seat or lay toilet paper on it, so you hold "The Stance" as your thighs experience a quake that would register an eight on the Richter scale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To take your mind off of your trembling thighs, you reach for what you&lt;br /&gt;discover to be the empty toilet paper dispenser. In your mind, you can&lt;br /&gt;hear your mother's voice saying, "Honey, if you would have tried to&lt;br /&gt;clean the seat, you would have KNOWN there was no toilet paper!" Your&lt;br /&gt;thighs shake more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You remember the tiny tissue that you blew your nose on yesterday - the one that's still in your purse. That would have to do. You crumple it in the puffiest way possible. It is still smaller than your thumbnail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone pushes open your stall door because the latch doesn't work.&lt;br /&gt;The door hits your purse, which is hanging around your neck in front of your chest, and you and your purse topple backward against the tank of the toilet. "Occupied!" you scream, as you reach for the door, dropping your precious, tiny, crumpled tissue in a puddle, and sliding down, directly onto the insidious toilet seat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You bolt up, knowing all too well that it's too late. Your bare bottom has made contact with every imaginable germ and life form on the uncovered seat because YOU never laid down toilet paper - not that there was any, even if you had taken time to try. You know that your mother would be utterly ashamed of you if she knew, because you're certain that her bare bottom never touched a public toilet seat because, frankly, dear, "You just don't KNOW what kind of diseases you could get."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By this time, the automatic sensor on the back of the toilet is so&lt;br /&gt;confused that it flushes, sending up a stream of water akin to a&lt;br /&gt;fountain that suddenly sucks everything down with such force that you&lt;br /&gt;grab onto the toilet paper dispenser for fear of being dragged off to&lt;br /&gt;China. At that point, you give up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're soaked by the splashing water. You're exhausted. You try to&lt;br /&gt;wipe with a gum wrapper you found in your pocket, then slink out&lt;br /&gt;inconspicuously to the sinks. You can't figure out how to operate the&lt;br /&gt;faucets with the automatic sensors, so you wipe your hands with spit and a dry paper towel and walk past a line of women, still waiting, cross-legged and, at this point, no longer able to smile politely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One kind soul at the very end of the line points out that you are&lt;br /&gt;trailing a piece of toilet paper on your shoe as long as the Mississippi River! (Where was it when you NEEDED it??) You yank the paper from your shoe, plunk it the woman's hand and tell her warmly, "Here, you just might need this."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you exit, you spot your hubby, who has since entered, used and&lt;br /&gt;exited the men's restroom and read a copy of War and Peace while waiting for you. Annoyed, he asks, "What took you so long, and why is your purse hanging around your neck?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is dedicated to women everywhere who have ever had to deal with a&lt;br /&gt;public restroom (rest??? you've got to be kidding!!). It finally&lt;br /&gt;explains to the men what really does take us so long. It also answers&lt;br /&gt;their other commonly asked question about why women go to the restroom&lt;br /&gt;in pairs. It's so the other woman can hold the door and hand you&lt;br /&gt;Kleenex under the door.&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/8710841-110282248474697077?l=ybnormal2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/feeds/110282248474697077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710841&amp;postID=110282248474697077&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/110282248474697077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/110282248474697077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/2004/12/public-bathrooms.html' title='Public Bathrooms'/><author><name>YBNORMAL2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16602963680753948075</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-8710841.post-110142102043992253</id><published>2004-11-25T15:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-11-25T15:17:00.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update on Cricket</title><content type='html'>Well I got her in just in the nick of time to be spayed. Seems she had an infection called Pyometra. Something about the uterus fills up with pus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She got a amoxicillin shot at the office and I give her amoxi drops twice a day for 10 days so the spay cost more than i originally planned and I'm broke but thats ok I'm glad my dog is doing ok she is worth it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway it was early and she had not started showing signs of being sick yet so I am really glad I got her in when I did. I think God is looking out for my puppy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have been snuggling most of the day. She cried most of the night last night and kept trying to lick the stitches so as she lay along side me I had my arm across her so that she could not lick the stitches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she crawled up by my head and slept a bit her heart seemed to be going much faster than usual. She is doing much better today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710841-110142102043992253?l=ybnormal2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/feeds/110142102043992253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710841&amp;postID=110142102043992253&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/110142102043992253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/110142102043992253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/2004/11/update-on-cricket.html' title='Update on Cricket'/><author><name>YBNORMAL2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16602963680753948075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710841.post-110131161243470286</id><published>2004-11-24T08:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-11-24T08:53:32.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cricket My Furbaby Getting Spayed Today</title><content type='html'>I'm taking a vacation day today to add to an already long weekend. I took my puppy in to be spayed this morning. I can't help but worry a little but it is best she never have puppies. She is not even an AKC dog I got her at the pet store and dogs should only be bred to improve the breed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The assistant came out and took her back and Cricket went back with her tail wagging and licking the girls face. I hope she does not hurt too much. I had her done over a long holiday weekend so I could spend quiet time with her while she recovers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I picked up her food bowl last night and looked for any dog biscuits she may have hidden and took up her water bowl at bed time.&lt;br /&gt;She sleeps with me so I slept in and snuggled with her till shortly before it was time to take her to the vet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow we go to my sisters house for thanksgiving I was wondering if I should leave cricket home so she doesn't play with the other dogs I don't want her to hurt herself before she heals fully. She plays with a black lab and a oversized doberman at my sisters house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also getting her Microchipped at the same time. The chip cost almost as much as the spay but I think it is worth it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710841-110131161243470286?l=ybnormal2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/feeds/110131161243470286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710841&amp;postID=110131161243470286&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/110131161243470286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/110131161243470286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/2004/11/cricket-my-furbaby-getting-spayed.html' title='Cricket My Furbaby Getting Spayed Today'/><author><name>YBNORMAL2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16602963680753948075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710841.post-110101949871262502</id><published>2004-11-20T23:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-11-21T18:19:10.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What I do for a Living</title><content type='html'>I work at a company that manufactures leather goods like childrens western wear.&lt;br /&gt;I found some of our products online these are the actual outfits I make. I lay the suede on the cutting board put a die on it and push a button and it cuts out the peices I then take it to the sewing dept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I like is I can buy at wholesale prices there are lots of stuff we make I could not find pics of that are kinda cool as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh we also make black suede pirate marble bags for disney&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Star cut out set is  the cheapest set we make we also make it in black. All the outfits on the Womens Exchange website we make so I'm cut out all these outfits and looking at the prices I am sooo glad I get to pay wholesale prices :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://members.aol.com/thewomex/bestsell.htm"&gt;http://members.aol.com/thewomex/bestsell.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other outfits we make everything on this site except the boots it looks like scroll to the second pic the wilderness survival kit we also make a matching survival vest with string and tiny flashlight, whistle signal mirror and such&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://members.aol.com/thewomex/spursbelts.htm"&gt;http://members.aol.com/thewomex/spursbelts.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On this the fringed bag I have a bunch of different colors in those my fav is the tan bag with contrasting fringe color&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://members.aol.com/thewomex/accessor.htm"&gt;http://members.aol.com/thewomex/accessor.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We do all the sets on this page&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://jackalopegifts.com/Merchant2/merchant.mvc?Screen=CTGY&amp;Store_Code=JG&amp;Category_Code=suedes"&gt;http://jackalopegifts.com/Merchant2/merchant.mvc?Screen=CTGY&amp;Store_Code=JG&amp;Category_Code=suedes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sheplers.com/item.cfm?TID=037428&amp;DI=268445&amp;SOURCE=DEALTIME_Kids"&gt;http://www.sheplers.com/item.cfm?TID=037428&amp;DI=268445&amp;SOURCE=DEALTIME_Kids&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pic at the top of the 2 kids is a cover of one of the wholesale catalogs and are the company owners kids the pink suede you see I am allergic to a lot of people at work ich when working with it. It also give me a stuffy nose when cutting the suede&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://boottown.store.yahoo.com/cowboy-kids.html"&gt;http://boottown.store.yahoo.com/cowboy-kids.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710841-110101949871262502?l=ybnormal2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/feeds/110101949871262502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710841&amp;postID=110101949871262502&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/110101949871262502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/110101949871262502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/2004/11/what-i-do-for-living.html' title='What I do for a Living'/><author><name>YBNORMAL2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16602963680753948075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710841.post-110091259511570283</id><published>2004-11-19T17:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-11-19T18:03:15.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gotta Feel for the Teller</title><content type='html'>I went to the bank today it was late so the lobby was locked and I had to go through the drive through. Made my deposit, got my cash back and went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i got home I was counting out what I owed my dad when I realised that the teller gave me $30 too much. I double checked to make sure I deposted the right amount and I did. So I had too much money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok So I drive back to the bank back up to the drive up window and of course the teller and I guess the manager are at the drawer going through a paper thingy and I knew I got there in the nick of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I go to the window and tell the guy that he gave me too much money, he says "$30?" I said yep and man did he looked relieved and thanked me up and down for returning it. I mean could I do otherwise? I would hate for someone to get into trouble for mistake I was relieved to say the least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray that since it worked out he does not get into too much trouble he is a nice kid I would not want his job affected.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710841-110091259511570283?l=ybnormal2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/feeds/110091259511570283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710841&amp;postID=110091259511570283&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/110091259511570283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/110091259511570283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/2004/11/gotta-feel-for-teller.html' title='Gotta Feel for the Teller'/><author><name>YBNORMAL2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16602963680753948075</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-8710841.post-110066411277550485</id><published>2004-11-16T20:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-11-16T21:15:45.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Virgin Mary in a Sandwhich</title><content type='html'>Ok I've seen it all click the post title to read the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.ybnormal2.com/marysandwhich.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK now this sandwhich going on ebay for thousands of $$$ just because someone thinks they see Mary in it is nutty IMO. What a strange world we live in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking for a part time second job to help pay bills. I am having difficuly as far as money is concerned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I have an apt thursday for a job interview at Walmart for evenings and weekends. Hopefully I'll not only catch up but get ahead. I made more money on unemployment that i do at the job I have now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710841-110066411277550485?l=ybnormal2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.cnn.com/2004/US/11/16/ebay.sandwich.ap/index.html' title='Virgin Mary in a Sandwhich'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/feeds/110066411277550485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710841&amp;postID=110066411277550485&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/110066411277550485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/110066411277550485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/2004/11/virgin-mary-in-sandwhich.html' title='Virgin Mary in a Sandwhich'/><author><name>YBNORMAL2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16602963680753948075</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-8710841.post-110044255539521357</id><published>2004-11-14T07:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-11-14T07:29:15.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chicken Soup for the Flu</title><content type='html'>I made a whole lot of chicken soup yesterday from scratch even :)&lt;br /&gt;It was from a story on the local news. It took a while to make though I did not do the food processor bit like the recipe says I like chunky soups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a recipe to fight the flu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; A theory, put forth by Stephen Rennard, M.D., chief of pulmonary medicine at the University of Nebraska Medical Center in Omaha, is that chicken soup acts as an anti-inflammatory. The soup, he says, keeps a check on inflammatory white blood cells (neutrophils). Cold symptoms, such as coughs and congestion, are often caused by inflammation produced when neutrophils migrate to the bronchial tubes and accumulate there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Irwin Ziment, M.D., pulmonary specialist and professor at the UCLA School for Medicine, says chicken soup contains drug-like agents similar to those in modern cold medicines. For example, an amino acid released from chicken during cooking chemically resembles the drug acetylcysteine, prescribed for bronchitis and other respiratory problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spices that are often added to chicken soup, such as garlic and pepper (all ancient treatments for respiratory diseases), work the same way as modern cough medicines, thinning mucus and making breathing easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special Recipe: Chicken Soup To Fight Flu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nov 9, 2004 1:28 pm US/Mountain&lt;br /&gt;(News 4) From Dr. Stephen Rennard, Chief of Pulmonary Medicine, University of Nebraska Medical Center.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 5 lb chicken&lt;br /&gt;3 large onions&lt;br /&gt;1 large sweet potato&lt;br /&gt;3 parsnips&lt;br /&gt;2 turnips&lt;br /&gt;12 large carrots&lt;br /&gt;6 celery stalks&lt;br /&gt;1 bunch parsley&lt;br /&gt;salt and pepper to taste&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clean chicken, put in a large pot of cold water. Bring to a boil.&lt;br /&gt;Add onions, sweet potato, parsnips, turnips and carrots.&lt;br /&gt;Boil for 1.5 hours. Skim fat off as develops.&lt;br /&gt;Add parsley, celery and cook an additional 45 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;Remove the chicken, put vegetables in a food processor, chop until very fine and add back into broth. Serve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The soup came out pretty good maybe a slight sweet taste. I have it divided into containers and stacked up in the freezer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did get a flu shot but you can never be too careful or prepared :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710841-110044255539521357?l=ybnormal2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/feeds/110044255539521357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710841&amp;postID=110044255539521357&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/110044255539521357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/110044255539521357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/2004/11/chicken-soup-for-flu.html' title='Chicken Soup for the Flu'/><author><name>YBNORMAL2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16602963680753948075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710841.post-110005850832583058</id><published>2004-11-09T20:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-11-09T20:48:28.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Don't Remember Getting Old</title><content type='html'>Nephew: "Auntie, Guess What?"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "What?"&lt;br /&gt;Nephew: "Thats What" *&lt;br /&gt;*note: This is where you are supposed to fall apart laughing hysterical&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok by the 30th time this is really old, actually it was old the 2nd time. Though I remember doing the very same thing to my dad when I was about 10yrs old. It seemed much funnier 30 yrs ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My nephew thinks I am old. Ok I seem to need more sleep that I use to, my nephew thinks led Zepplin is OLD people music heaven forbid I should try to listen to Disco. If I go to an amusement park I pick the rides based on what will or will not raise my blood pressure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't seem to figure out where my 40 years went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a positive note my nephew has discovered  Pink Floyd hooray for decent music. I finally got him his birthday presant a CD of Pink Floyd's Dark Side of the Moon and the DVD for The Wizard of Oz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strange combination you think? Well my nephew heard from his music teacher at school if you turn off the sound to the movie then turn on the Pink Floyd CD on the Lion's 3rd roar the music matches perfect with the rest of the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what me and nephew are doing this weekend :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW me and my brother use to watch Pink Floyd's the Wall movie with the sound off and listen to a Judas Priest tape with it. I've seen the Wall over 100 times we use to watch it 2 or 3 times a day.Oh and Iron Maiden goes pretty good with the movie as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mixing movies with different Music is actually quite fun :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710841-110005850832583058?l=ybnormal2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/feeds/110005850832583058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710841&amp;postID=110005850832583058&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/110005850832583058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/110005850832583058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/2004/11/i-dont-remember-getting-old.html' title='I Don&apos;t Remember Getting Old'/><author><name>YBNORMAL2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16602963680753948075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710841.post-109979473711661970</id><published>2004-11-06T19:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-11-06T19:32:17.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Niece and Nephew</title><content type='html'>My niece who just started going to CU now wants to transfer to another college. She is majoring in psychology of all things anyway CU doesn't have a course she wants criminal something or other so she wants to transfer to a college up north I forgot the name. She has a full scholership so everything is paid 100% they even gave her a new computer to use at school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I see her now she seems to have a new piercing. Her ears are pierced a couple of times which I have no problem with as mine are as well. But now she has pierced her belly button, tongue and nose egads!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her brother is a senior in high school this year. He is a very smart boy straight A's. He got a full scholership as well same deal as his sister including a free computer. He did very well on his ACT's so he can go anywhere he wants the Colorado school of mines even sent him a letter wanting him said he did not even have to write an essay. He is not interested in that school though I think it is more a geology/enginering school. Even with a high score on his ACT's he is not happy so he is going to retake them to try to bring up his score.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wants to be a Microbiologist 17 years old and all he wants to talk about is viruses. Anyway next week he is going on a tour at a college to see their microbiology stuff. I think he is more excited about being a microbiologist than my niece is about being a shrink LOL.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He also wanted to be a Chef he loves to cook and checked out a really nice cooking school. He would have been a good cook as well but the viruses won out as far as career goes. He is very aware of germs and washing his hands all the time. When he watches people prepare food if he does not think they did it right he wont eat it like if someones finger touches the juice when draining liquid from a can. Even when he gets an advil out of a bottle he pours the pills out into the cap not into his hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My youngest nephew said he wants to join the military because he wants to shoot people and you can do it legally when your a soldier. Hmmmm I think I need to work with that boy the next few years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710841-109979473711661970?l=ybnormal2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/feeds/109979473711661970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710841&amp;postID=109979473711661970&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/109979473711661970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/109979473711661970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/2004/11/my-niece-and-nephew.html' title='My Niece and Nephew'/><author><name>YBNORMAL2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16602963680753948075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710841.post-109943505259995635</id><published>2004-11-02T15:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-11-02T15:37:32.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Voted Today</title><content type='html'>For Pres and Senate I voted the American Constitution Party. Some others I went Libertarian party and just a few I went republican.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My employer let everyone go home an hour early to go to the Polls. When I got there the room was almost empty no waiting at all. Just walk up give them your drivers liscence fill out a paper and go to the booth. I was in and out just like that. This was the first year I think we needed a picture ID to vote. I think  that is a good idea actually&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read the booklet on all  the local stuff so I had my cheat sheet with me to make things faster. One was changing the constitution for the electoral vote instead of winner take all the colorado electoral vote would be divided up between candidates based on the % of vote they got. That sounded good to me and maybe even get an electorial vote for a 3rd party candidant someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some may think I threw away my vote but not voting one of the 2 major parties but I don't see how. To me a throw away vote is when a person doe not vote at all. I really believe in the American Constitution party as the best party in America so I feel good about my vote.&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/8710841-109943505259995635?l=ybnormal2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/feeds/109943505259995635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710841&amp;postID=109943505259995635&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/109943505259995635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/109943505259995635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/2004/11/i-voted-today.html' title='I Voted Today'/><author><name>YBNORMAL2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16602963680753948075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710841.post-109918600803026769</id><published>2004-10-30T19:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-10-30T19:26:48.030-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Today</title><content type='html'>Ok I have a couple of lizards that like to eat bugs and when they can eat 40+ a meal and they are 8cents each at the store you do what you can to save money so I have a roach colony. A rather good size one at that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway it's been like 9 months since I cleaned the tank so I did that today before the weather gets cold so I should be good till summertime.&lt;br /&gt;We did it outside of course :) don't want escapees in the house. I transfered them to a clean cage and fresh aspen bedding. I sifted out the roach poop onto the ground and we only had maybe 3 escape in the back yard but they should not last long it will be cold soon and they will freeze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also cliped the dog's nails they w ere tapping on the ground when she walked so I carefully trimmed them I was a little nervous of hurting her but we survived :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway nephew is buggng me gotta go&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/8710841-109918600803026769?l=ybnormal2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/feeds/109918600803026769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710841&amp;postID=109918600803026769&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/109918600803026769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/109918600803026769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/2004/10/today.html' title='Today'/><author><name>YBNORMAL2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16602963680753948075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710841.post-109892867783022046</id><published>2004-10-27T19:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-10-27T19:57:57.840-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Lunar Eclipse and Other Stuff</title><content type='html'>I took a peek at the lunar eclipse just now. I'm not sure why people get so worked up on something like that. To me it just looks like phases of the moon something you see every month only a litte faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now a Solar Eclipse is another matter that is not something you see all the time fast or slow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've bene jittery all week and startling easily at work hmmmmm maybe I should blame it on the eclipse it's as good an excuse as any :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting ready for halloween. In addition to candy I'm giving out McDonalds coupons for free food. You get 12 coupons for a dollar and we do not get many kids anyway so I'll get some of those tiny ziplok snack bags and put a coupon and candy in each.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad wants me to get a new job he suggested Walmart or something close to home. My car uses $25 in gas a week driving to and from Denver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found a really good all natural dog food I've been feeding my dog for the last few months she does great on it and her coat is soo shiny even in moonlight. Anyway you order it each month and it is delivered to your door UPS. It's concentrated so you do not feed as much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I decided to become an Independant Distributor I get 19% commision if I sell at least $100 worth of food a month. Ok I'm not there yet but I was thinking of taking some of my free samples and stapeling my business cards to them and give them out with the candy on halloween so kids can take treats to their dog or cat and hopefully the parents will get the business card. I'm trying to buld a customer base :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm anyone reading this have a dog or cat looking for a really good quality food? :)&lt;br /&gt;It's delivered straight to your door and has no chemical preservatives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey it's worth a try I only have 2 customers right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just looked at the moon again it looks about 1/2 gone I suppose if you miss it you can get a flip book of the moon's phases and you can always see what it looked like hehehehhehehehehe :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710841-109892867783022046?l=ybnormal2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/feeds/109892867783022046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710841&amp;postID=109892867783022046&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/109892867783022046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/109892867783022046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/2004/10/lunar-eclipse-and-other-stuff.html' title='Lunar Eclipse and Other Stuff'/><author><name>YBNORMAL2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16602963680753948075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710841.post-109875968773958098</id><published>2004-10-25T20:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-10-25T21:01:27.740-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Jangled Nerves</title><content type='html'>I don't know if it was because I was  really tired today or what but my nerves were really jangled today. I had butterflies in my stomache and I was really aware of my heart beat. All day long I felt like something bad was going to happen. My head was very busy running different mind movies through my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll go to bed early tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night ~.~ ZZZZZZZZZZzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710841-109875968773958098?l=ybnormal2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/feeds/109875968773958098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710841&amp;postID=109875968773958098&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/109875968773958098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/109875968773958098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/2004/10/jangled-nerves.html' title='Jangled Nerves'/><author><name>YBNORMAL2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16602963680753948075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710841.post-109869958793902797</id><published>2004-10-25T03:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-10-25T04:19:47.940-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate headaches</title><content type='html'>A headache woke me up this morning about 2am I tried laying real still and going back to sleep because it was cold and I did not want to get out of my nice warm comforter to take something for it. 3:15 I broke down and braved the cold to take 2 excedrine it is 4am now and it still has not kicked in I'm really annoyed I'm sleepy, my eyes sting and I have to get up at 5:15 to get ready for work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always had headaches it is nothing new. Laying here I started thinking about my 2 nephews Scott who is 17 and Jarrett who is 12.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scott is such an understanding boy when he was little he always knew when I had a headache he could just tell by looking at me. When he was 10 and I had a headache he would bring me some chocolate milk and some tylenol and tell me to take a nap that he would play quiet and check on me in an hour. An hour later he would come in with a perfect cup of tea 2 spoons of sugar and a little bit of milk. When he was like 4 or 5 and I had a headache he would climb into bed with me and pat my head to try to make the headache go away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jarrett on the other hand would take my headaches personal. Like if I wanted to lay down for a bit and he wanted to do something he would say I did not love him and start making cracks about women and mood swings. Sometimes he would make me want to cry and it would take all my will power not to slap the boy into next week. Jarrett has headaches like me where Scott does not you would think he would be the understanding one. He said he gets bad headaches at school and no one feels sorry for him and how he just has to deal with it so he thinks I should have I deal with my headaches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find it much easier to get along with Scott that I do Jarrett. Sometimes I feel bad about that and tell myself that Jarrett needs more understanding sometimes when Jarrett is being mean to me Scott will make him stop which is nice though I don't know why I can't stand up to a 12 year old after all I am the adult. At walgreens I was getting a prescription and jarrett was being really rude and mean to me a complete stranger came up to him and told him if he was her kid he wouild not get away with his behavior his reply was " She is only my aunt"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scott is a very smart boy when he was 12 he told me once that he figured girls out I said how's that he replied " Sometimes you have to step back and just let them be" I think he will be a wise young man.&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/8710841-109869958793902797?l=ybnormal2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/feeds/109869958793902797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710841&amp;postID=109869958793902797&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/109869958793902797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/109869958793902797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/2004/10/i-hate-headaches.html' title='I hate headaches'/><author><name>YBNORMAL2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16602963680753948075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710841.post-109866360762194923</id><published>2004-10-24T18:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-10-24T18:39:49.506-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Nephew</title><content type='html'>My nephew is now 12 years old. I still owe him a B-Day presant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway he has a few interests that come and go sometimes my sister gets annoyed when he wants to try somehting and does not  stick with it long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few months back he said he wanted to play the trumpet my siter found one at a garage sale for $7 the music teacher said he lucked out that it was actually a good quality trumpet. He had some lessons then quit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently he got his intrest back and started taking lessons again and this time he is even practising. We were driving this week and I was listening to the Jazz station in the car when he told me he joined the Jazz band at school and asked if I liked that. I said I liked what ever he wanted to do that he had fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My niece just started college and her present boyfriend played trumpet in High school and had a really nice one with a case he gave it to my nephew for his birthday needless to say he was very excited my sister could never afford a trumpet that nice. It was nice of him though I think he also wanted to impress my niece as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of weeks ago he started archery classes I took him last thursday. I was surprised. When you first go in it is the smallest store ever but when you go in the back they have a huge shooting range. My sister got him a longbow eventually he wants a compound bow. I think I found something online to get him for his birthday finally it is a kit for kids to make a quiver it is leather and has all the pieces they just put it together. It might be a little late but I think he will like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next thursday is their holloween class where they get to shoot balloons he said he can not miss next thursday the prospect of shooting balloons has him about to bust. I think it will be fun to watch as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya know archery looks like a lot of fun. If I had a longbow I might join him in his class I wonder if 40 is too old to start learning something like that. It's not like I'm going bow hunting LOL.. just thought it would be a fun thing to do with my nephew.&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/8710841-109866360762194923?l=ybnormal2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/feeds/109866360762194923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710841&amp;postID=109866360762194923&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/109866360762194923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/109866360762194923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/2004/10/my-nephew.html' title='My Nephew'/><author><name>YBNORMAL2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16602963680753948075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710841.post-109840062106184637</id><published>2004-10-21T17:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-10-21T17:17:01.060-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Name is KATRINA</title><content type='html'>Katrina Katrina Katrina Katrina Katrina Katrina Katrina Katrina Katrina Katrina Katrina Katrina Katrina Katrina Katrina Katrina Katrina Katrina Katrina Katrina Katrina Katrina Katrina Katrina Katrina Katrina Katrina Katrina Katrina Katrina Katrina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask it is a long story&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710841-109840062106184637?l=ybnormal2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/feeds/109840062106184637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710841&amp;postID=109840062106184637&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/109840062106184637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/109840062106184637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/2004/10/my-name-is-katrina.html' title='My Name is KATRINA'/><author><name>YBNORMAL2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16602963680753948075</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-8710841.post-109840051745668288</id><published>2004-10-21T16:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-10-21T17:15:17.456-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Is Marriage Ment for Everyone?</title><content type='html'>Ok I'll be honest I would probably make a lousy wife but at least I admit it.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone says put your best foot forward or as I say exagerate your good points and hide the bad. but is this honest?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok now about me. When I was a child all I wanted to be when I grew up was a housewife with 10 kids 5 boys and 5 girls. I love kids and seem to do better with children than with adults. After my sister got divorced I lived with her almost 10 years and helped her raise her kids. I loved it and even homeschooled then through 2md grade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm 40 and not everything  happens the way you want I even live with my dad right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So whats wrong with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off I am not good with people. I am not social and hate get togethers I would be happy cooped up in the house 24/7 as long as I had internet access and the scifi channel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate cooking and cleaning and am the most unorganised person to walk the planet. I have not cleaned my room in 6 months, to be honest I really can not figure out where to put anything. The closet is packed from floor to ceiling, every drawer in the dresser is packed to tight I can hardly close the drawer. I even put important papers under the ceder chest at the foot of the bed because I could find nowhere else to put them. Even the bathtub is packed with boxes.&lt;br /&gt;I am frustrated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not like cooking I'll fix one huge meal on sunday then put everything in ziplok bags and freeze them and eat that all weeks. I like Chilli, mexican casserol, the green bean and mushroom soup casserol. Stuff like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I admit it I snore which only does not matter if the spouse is deaf though I am learning sign language hmmmm.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My nephew thinks I am lazy because I sleep in my clothes jeans and t-shirt usually I think it is practical I do not have to get dressed to take the dog outside in the middle of the night to go potty and in the morning when I wake up I jump out of bed ready to go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can be stuck on rutine and hate surprises and other times can be unpredictable. I can be very emotional and cry easily and hyperventelate if things get real bad. And I'm lousy at remembering dates like birthdays, anniversaries, mother day, father day etc... I'd much rather not even deal with them, I'd skip my own birthday if people let me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do love kids but I think I am too old to start with the pregnancy bit now but if I cold afford it I would like to adopt or do foster care, really kids are the only thing I do reasonably well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway this is me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710841-109840051745668288?l=ybnormal2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/feeds/109840051745668288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710841&amp;postID=109840051745668288&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/109840051745668288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/109840051745668288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/2004/10/is-marriage-ment-for-everyone.html' title='Is Marriage Ment for Everyone?'/><author><name>YBNORMAL2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16602963680753948075</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-8710841.post-109832553088295260</id><published>2004-10-20T20:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-10-20T20:28:08.673-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Just One Day</title><content type='html'>This is about Valentines in 4th grade I wanted to stay home and skip it so bad anyway here is how I felt at the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just One Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did you make me go&lt;br /&gt;To school today?&lt;br /&gt;I don't fit in.&lt;br /&gt;I've nothing to say&lt;br /&gt;It was just one day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a headache&lt;br /&gt;My stomach hurts to&lt;br /&gt;The sun is shinning&lt;br /&gt;but I'm crying to you&lt;br /&gt;Why couldn't you spare&lt;br /&gt;Just one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You gave me a list&lt;br /&gt;You thought it was fun&lt;br /&gt;I made out the cards&lt;br /&gt;To each and every one&lt;br /&gt;Would they remember me?&lt;br /&gt;please..&lt;br /&gt;It's just one day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I passed out the cards.&lt;br /&gt;Like I was supposed to&lt;br /&gt;Each and every one.&lt;br /&gt;Went back to me desk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone had boxes&lt;br /&gt;Stuffed so full&lt;br /&gt;Cards&lt;br /&gt;Candy&lt;br /&gt;Laughs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I opened my box&lt;br /&gt;There were two&lt;br /&gt;You didn't hear&lt;br /&gt;What I was saying&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't get through&lt;br /&gt;Why couldn't you spare&lt;br /&gt;Just one day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YBNORMAL2&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/8710841-109832553088295260?l=ybnormal2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/feeds/109832553088295260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710841&amp;postID=109832553088295260&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/109832553088295260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/109832553088295260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/2004/10/just-one-day.html' title='Just One Day'/><author><name>YBNORMAL2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16602963680753948075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710841.post-109831562278153140</id><published>2004-10-20T17:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-10-20T17:43:28.650-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ever feel Like This? This is Funny :)</title><content type='html'>I'm not usually one for Birth Control but this site is really funny I got a laugh from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://schpaa.com/humor/show.asp?id=condoms_zazoo_cannes.mpg"&gt;http://schpaa.com/humor/show.asp?id=condoms_zazoo_cannes.mpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give it a min to load&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/8710841-109831562278153140?l=ybnormal2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/feeds/109831562278153140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710841&amp;postID=109831562278153140&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/109831562278153140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/109831562278153140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/2004/10/ever-feel-like-this-this-is-funny.html' title='Ever feel Like This? This is Funny :)'/><author><name>YBNORMAL2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16602963680753948075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710841.post-109823463293624948</id><published>2004-10-19T19:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-10-19T19:10:32.936-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Moon and Me - A Poem by Me :)</title><content type='html'>I wrote this one night after the moonlight woke me up. There was fresh snow on the ground and the moonlight seemed bright on the snow all glittery I opened the window and just watched it a while it was very relaxing and so quiet then I went back to sleep. Anyway here is my poem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Moon and Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moon wakes me up in the dead of night&lt;br /&gt;Peek a Boo through the curtains&lt;br /&gt;Tickles my eyelids with delight&lt;br /&gt;Come watch me play&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look up to the sky&lt;br /&gt;Watch the moon play&lt;br /&gt;Hide and Seek in the clouds&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moon looks down&lt;br /&gt;on the fresh fallen snow&lt;br /&gt;Blows a soft kiss&lt;br /&gt;Leaves behind a glittery glow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the Night smiles back at me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710841-109823463293624948?l=ybnormal2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/feeds/109823463293624948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710841&amp;postID=109823463293624948&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/109823463293624948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/109823463293624948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/2004/10/moon-and-me-poem-by-me.html' title='The Moon and Me - A Poem by Me :)'/><author><name>YBNORMAL2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16602963680753948075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710841.post-109823402405232714</id><published>2004-10-19T18:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-10-19T19:00:24.053-06:00</updated><title type='text'>ASL</title><content type='html'>Ok I am learning ASL and the fingerspelling part is just not clicking. Even if I say the letters outloud while someone spells it just does not click in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister is a host home providor for developmentally disabled adults and one of the residence/clients/consumor or whatever they are called now is deaf. Since I do respite care I need to learn ASL to communicate with the client.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know the alphabet so it's not like I do not know the letters, I mean even saying the letters out loud and in order it does not click.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ACKKKKKKKKKK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The client who is deaf does not know how to fingerspell and barely knows the alphbet so I do just regular signs with him anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have a Huge test next tuesday I am sooo drowning.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kinda wich I knew someone in 3D that I could practice with for free. My sister is more fluent but she is always busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710841-109823402405232714?l=ybnormal2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/feeds/109823402405232714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710841&amp;postID=109823402405232714&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/109823402405232714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/109823402405232714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/2004/10/asl.html' title='ASL'/><author><name>YBNORMAL2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16602963680753948075</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-8710841.post-109815909156426153</id><published>2004-10-18T22:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-10-18T22:11:31.566-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Flowers</title><content type='html'>My Favorite flower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember when I was about 4 or 5 years old we had a gardenia hedge down in Luisiana. I could lay under the hedge forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I would rub the leaves. They were very smooth leaves. The flowers I could pinch with my fingernail and make patterns on the flower petals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where I pinched it the petal would turn brown. I would slowly and carefully make patterns in the pettals.  Tiangles, quares, zig zag lines, tic tac toe patterns.. Lots and lots of patterns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the pattern had turned brown I would pick the flower petals and crush them and rub the petals on my hands and face. I could spend hours doing this in what seemed like  forever... endless days when days where still long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days don't seem to last as long any more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had a gardenia bush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you ever think of people as flowers? Here is how I see the garden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In The Flower Garden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Dandelion lurks on the edge of the garden to study, observe, watch so many flowers. The dandelion will try to be a flower sometimes though it does not quite make it. It finds the flowers interesting though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Rose tries to get along with all the flowers. The rose is beautiful  it also has it's thorns though and knows how to use them The rose can take care of it's own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Gardenia appears strong at first bushy with a lot of strong leaves giving an appearance of strength. But the petals are fragil and wound easily. Bruises readily appear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Sunflower above the rest standing tall and proud feeding the birds and other small animals that appreciate it's seeds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Babies Breath not noticed right away but has a simple cozy beauty like a mothers whisper floating on a summers breeze. It accents the other flowers coaxing them out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Wildflower a little more mischievous, playful. Not quite in the same rows as the other flowers. A sturdy curious flower going all over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Nightshade innocent looking flower at first but sooner or later hurts those drawn in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I deel like a Dandelion and sometimes I feel like a Gardenia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710841-109815909156426153?l=ybnormal2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/feeds/109815909156426153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710841&amp;postID=109815909156426153&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/109815909156426153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/109815909156426153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/2004/10/flowers.html' title='Flowers'/><author><name>YBNORMAL2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16602963680753948075</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-8710841.post-109802942717402056</id><published>2004-10-17T09:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-10-17T10:10:27.176-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Many Shakespeare's in the World</title><content type='html'>Shakespeare was a smart guy leaving an indelible mark on the world. I found a site listing phrases that originated from his plays &lt;a href="http://www.phrases.org.uk/meanings/phrases-sayings-shakespeare.html"&gt;Shakespeare Sayings&lt;/a&gt;This site is kinda cool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was a kid I read some shakespeare I liked Hamlet and Merchant of Venice quite a bit. I did not like Midsummer Nights Dream though I found it confusing and hard to follow for some reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This site also lists sayings from the Bible a lot more than I would have guessed. Between the two has done a lot to the english language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what the language would be like without either?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think shakespeare was a cool guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was a kid my mom gave me a lot of cool books to read I gave some to my niece and nephews but I don't know if they liked them the way I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My youngest nephew I gave one of the books from the Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy he read about 2 pages and way over analized it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My niece did like the Animal Farm and 1984 that I gave her but I don't think she got into Of mice and men or the Old man and the sea or The pearl. If I had the money I would like to have all the good books like Hemingway, Steinbeck etc the library is nice but sometimes you like to own the book ya know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these books I got from my mom but I really think they should be read in school more. Shakespeare I read in england when I was in a private girls school there I think for 2 years thats all I read in one class was shakespeare. I did not get anything like that in the american schools.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think if I ever had kids I would get them all these books read them  to them when they were little and encourage them to read them on their own. I think kids miss a lot of good reading these days.&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/8710841-109802942717402056?l=ybnormal2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/feeds/109802942717402056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710841&amp;postID=109802942717402056&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/109802942717402056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/109802942717402056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/2004/10/not-many-shakespeares-in-world.html' title='Not Many Shakespeare&apos;s in the World'/><author><name>YBNORMAL2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16602963680753948075</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-8710841.post-109794534760659289</id><published>2004-10-16T10:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-10-16T10:49:07.606-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Flu Shots and Other Thoughts</title><content type='html'>Today I was reading in the paper about the Flu shot shortage that came about because British officials shut down a manufacturing plant after finding contamination. Thursday about 800 doses of the vaccine were stolen from an Aurora Pediatrician office. The Food and Drug Administraiton is negotiating with 2 companies that sell the flu vaccine in Canads but the vaccine is not licensed for sale in this country and was doubtful that it could get approval for use in the United States.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another maker of the flu vaccine has made 14 million doses availabe to be shipped to nursing homes, hospitals, and clinics that serve children but has yet to show up in Colorado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I am lucky that I already had gotten my flu shot before this shortage becamse a big deal. My church had flu shots the begining of  the month for 2 sundays in a row for $18. I got my shot then called my sister because my nephew has asthma and we always make sure he gets a shot every year.&lt;br /&gt;The following sunday my sister took my youngest nephew to get his shot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents have always made us get flu shots every year when we were kids though back then I really hated shots, it would take a few people to hold me down. My brothers and sister laughed at me and my mom would say that as the oldest I should set a better example for my younger siblings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My last job they gave free flu shots to the employees ever year which I really appreciated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I have always been in the habit of getting a shot and usually as soon as they become available.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year I guess the shot was not as effective because it did not protect against the proper strains and this year there was contamination in production. You would think that in this day and age they should do a better job making a very common vaccine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My nephew slept over last night he is still sleeping at 10:30am he was up past midnight mostly driving me nuts and being annoying. He does it on purpose I asked him why once and he said it was fun. I hope he grows out of it soon. He turned 12 on thursday I have not given him a presant yet I'm a little short on cash and I have to save $116 for a speeding ticket I got. If I pay that early they cut the points in 1/2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a coupon for a free movie rental at Blockbuster I may use that today. I get a coupon from blockbuster once a month I joined their e-mail newsletter and I just print the coupon out every month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is cooling off outside the heat even came on this morning. I think I need to buy some warm clothes since heating bills are high I want to keep the temp down some try to save some money. I think we will have a cold and snowy winter following a cool and damp summer. It has been raining a lot.&lt;br /&gt;The news keeps saying we are in a drought but it has been a very wet drought here we did not have to water the grass at all this summer. I have not figured out their definition of drought yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My nephew finally woke up he is laying here making obnoxious noises saying he is bored and wants me to take him someplace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laters&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710841-109794534760659289?l=ybnormal2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/feeds/109794534760659289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710841&amp;postID=109794534760659289&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/109794534760659289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/109794534760659289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/2004/10/flu-shots-and-other-thoughts.html' title='Flu Shots and Other Thoughts'/><author><name>YBNORMAL2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16602963680753948075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710841.post-109788936388199272</id><published>2004-10-15T18:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-10-15T19:16:03.880-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Freebies</title><content type='html'>OK here are some links to free stuff Enjoy so far I have gotten everything except the poster and Bible Cd but those sites said it would take longer&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://public.ornl.gov/hgmis/external/poster_request.cfm"&gt;Human Genome Landmark Poster&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.project-end-time.org/freecd.html"&gt;Bible CD&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.obtampons.com/try.shtml"&gt;OB Tampon&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.forceflexsample.com/"&gt;Glad Tall Kitchen Bag&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.pva.org/pvastore/maillabel.html"&gt;Address Lables&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.advil.com/"&gt;Advil Allergy Sinus&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.countrybobs.com/"&gt;Bottle BBQ Sauce&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.metamucil.com/cgi-bin/sampleRequest.cgi"&gt;Metamucil&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://marketing.greatcleaners.com/oxbvirc1.asp"&gt;Oxiclean&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710841-109788936388199272?l=ybnormal2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/feeds/109788936388199272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710841&amp;postID=109788936388199272&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/109788936388199272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/109788936388199272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/2004/10/freebies.html' title='Freebies'/><author><name>YBNORMAL2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16602963680753948075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710841.post-109781156778032782</id><published>2004-10-14T18:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-10-14T21:39:27.780-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Flashback April Fools 1979</title><content type='html'>My mind wanders a lot while I work I have a very busy head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I was thinking about when I was in school April Fools day 1979 at ACS (American community school) in Cobham England.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That day everyone played a lot of pranks on the teachers something you would not be able to do in the States. One class period someone took the fuses out of the lights and moved all the desks out and crammed them into another classroom. When the teacher came in everyone was sitting n thier place on the floor. Teacher just sat on the floor and we had class just like that on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another class when the teacher came in the class all the students were against the wall standing on their heads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway you get the idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At a set time during the morning everyone in all classes were to run out of the class rooms and run off down to the highway. I watched the clock and then look out the window and you could see kids pouring out of the classrooms and running across the grounds. The classes were in these trailer like modular buildings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only me and 2 other girls stayed behind I wanted to go but I was a chicken hearted kid back then I never talked to anyone and was just scared of everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The teacher asked me if I wanted to go join the other kids I shrugged my shoulders and he told me to go I started to get up and the 2 other girls asked if they could go and he said no. I was not sure what to make of that and sat back down and he told me to go join the other  kids. The 2 other girls asked if they could have extra credit for staying and the teacher said no and again said it was ok for me to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went outside and saw another teacher standing on the steps of his building watching his class run off he looked at me and I stopped I looked back at my class and the teacher and the 2 girls were watching me from the window  and he motioned me to go so I slowly did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was kinda scary but when we all got back to class I also felt kind of brave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wondered why the teacher told me to go and the other 2 girls to stay I kinda felt guilty being able to do something they could not do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I was thinking about this today while I was working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710841-109781156778032782?l=ybnormal2.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710841.post-109771544468486637</id><published>2004-10-13T18:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-10-13T18:58:59.410-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Personality Test</title><content type='html'>I took a Personality Disorder test here are my results&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="300" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" border="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="180"&gt;&lt;font face="arial" size="-1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Disorder&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="120"&gt;&lt;font face="arial" size="-1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="arial" size="-1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/disorder_information2.html#paranoid"&gt;Paranoid&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font color="#990099" face="arial" size="-1"&gt;Moderate&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="arial" size="-1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/disorder_information2.html#schizoid"&gt;Schizoid&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font color="#990099" face="arial" size="-1"&gt;Moderate&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="arial" size="-1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/disorder_information2.html#schizotypal"&gt;Schizotypal&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font color="#000099" face="arial" size="-1"&gt;Low&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="arial" size="-1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/disorder_information2.html#antisocial"&gt;Antisocial&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font color="#000099" face="arial" size="-1"&gt;Low&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="arial" size="-1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/disorder_information2.html#borderline"&gt;Borderline&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font color="#000099" face="arial" size="-1"&gt;Low&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="arial" size="-1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/disorder_information2.html#histrionic"&gt;Histrionic&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font color="#000099" face="arial" size="-1"&gt;Low&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="arial" size="-1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/disorder_information2.html#narcissistic"&gt;Narcissistic&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font color="#000099" face="arial" size="-1"&gt;Low&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="arial" size="-1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/disorder_information2.html#avoidant"&gt;Avoidant&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font color="#cc0033" face="arial" size="-1"&gt;High&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="arial" size="-1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/disorder_information2.html#dependent"&gt;Dependent&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font color="#000099" face="arial" size="-1"&gt;Low&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="arial" size="-1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/disorder_information2.html#obsessive"&gt;Obsessive-Compulsive&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font color="#000099" face="arial" size="-1"&gt;Low&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000" face="arial" size="-1"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710841-109771544468486637?l=ybnormal2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.4degreez.com/misc/personality_disorder_test.mv' title='Personality Test'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/feeds/109771544468486637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710841&amp;postID=109771544468486637&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/109771544468486637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/109771544468486637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/2004/10/personality-test.html' title='Personality Test'/><author><name>YBNORMAL2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16602963680753948075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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There is one co worker that does not like me, ok he hates me. Sometimes I am not sure if he is trying to get me fired or get me to quit.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boss (company owner) Told me  this employee thinks I am watching him and that he is paranoid and said I should avoid looking at him or making any kind of eye contact. I'm like HUH??? I was barely aware that he existed before and now that I am trying so hard to ignore him I am aware of him more than ever before.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On good days I like my job and on bad days I hate it I don't think I am ever in the middle. We are behind on orders I hope the Christmas rush does not get any heavier. I'm not always sure if I am doing ok at work or not. Just when I think I'm doing ok something comes up making me feel like I can not do anything right. Then when I think I'm doing everything wrong someone says I did a good job. Go Figure.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister is really annoying me. I have a chronic cough where I have a spot on my throat that sometimes will get really hard and scratchy and i gag on it a gagging kind of cough. My sister thinks I am making up the cough to get attention. Yeah right I bruise the cartalidge in my chest, my head hurts like mad with each cough, people look at me like I got TB or something and I do it all for attention.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah whatever......&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710841-109771196721430671?l=ybnormal2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/feeds/109771196721430671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710841&amp;postID=109771196721430671&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/109771196721430671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710841/posts/default/109771196721430671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybnormal2.blogspot.com/2004/10/oct-13-2004.html' title='Oct 13, 2004'/><author><name>YBNORMAL2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16602963680753948075</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></feed>
