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  <title>The Ramblings of a Compulsive Liar</title>
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    <title>kansascitygirl @ 2009-10-17T19:37:00</title>
    <published>2009-10-18T00:43:59Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-18T00:43:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Stephanie and I had a long conversation about having babies and whatnot.  Enough to scare me.  So not ready for that.  They are a time/money suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just spent two hours watching Say Yes to the Dress, and am now resisting the urge to unpack my wedding dress and put it on.  I'll just look at pictures instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm addicted addicted addicted to hot tea.  Yummy.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bella jumped up and got muddy prints on my brand new white coat today.  Well, that lasted two weeks.  I have high hopes for the dry cleaners' abilities.  She in general was a BAD DOG today. Enough that I had to put her "bad" collar on (i.e. the shock collar, which we've never, and will never, use for shock purposes).  You can make it give a warning beep, which scares the bejeesus out of her.  At this point, just putting the collar on her is enough for her to know she's been bad.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blake is gone all weekend doing work stuff.  We are getting to see Spring Awakening tomorrow night, which I'm very excited about.  But as for the rest of my weekend...so far it has been very lazy and unproductive.  It's a nice change from my fall of constant weekend plans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homecoming next week!  Can't wait.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kansascitygirl:347431</id>
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    <title>kansascitygirl @ 2009-08-12T21:10:00</title>
    <published>2009-08-13T02:10:37Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-13T02:10:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">WTF?  I just posted that last entry and have already gotten two spam comments...how is this happening?  IRRITATED.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kansascitygirl:347180</id>
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    <title>kansascitygirl @ 2009-08-12T20:30:00</title>
    <published>2009-08-13T01:37:14Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-13T01:37:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Miley Cyrus's tweets are pretty emo and embarrassing (for her).  I do not find it embarrassing that I follow Miley, interestingly enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other people that I follow and should be embarrassed to admit:  Joy Behar, Lisa Rinna, Barbara Walters and Lindsay Lohan.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're going floating/camping again this weekend. This time just the two of us. CANNOT wait.  So much fun, and need a break from the 11-12 hour days I've been pulling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's amazing how little I have left to say in here these days.  Must be that my life is boring.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We bought tickets for Spring Awakening for when it comes to KC in October.  Tickets should have been $110 total, but I got them for $46 after cashing in Amex points.  EXCITED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just recently started watching How I Met Your Mother (first season).  Pretty funny.  Looking forward to seeing what everyone's talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about it.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kansascitygirl:346949</id>
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    <title>kansascitygirl @ 2009-08-09T21:16:00</title>
    <published>2009-08-10T02:21:09Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-10T02:21:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">The last thing I googled was "poop wall letters."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My summer of vacations has come to an end, and next week is the last week of having a house husband before Blake's school starts again. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't updated this page in ages, and I sort of miss it.  There's just too many other social networking/blogging/telling people what I ate for lunch today platforms out there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had Oklahoma Joe's (one of Men's Health's 13 places to eat before you die) yesterday. Waited in line over an hour, but it was worth it.  Deliciouso.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bella is so fucking cute, best dog ever, no one compares to her!  We went to a shelter yesterday with Blake's parents and they had a three month old Sharpei mix that we would have probably adopted had he not been under a "hold" for another family.  He. was. so. cute.  However, Bella is a stage 5 clinger, so we're a bit worried about how she'd be if we got a second dog.  Plus, she's often a handful by herself.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. Those are my thoughts for the day.  My August 9th resolution is to be more consistent with my lj.</content>
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    <title>kansascitygirl @ 2009-06-25T20:28:00</title>
    <published>2009-06-26T01:30:05Z</published>
    <updated>2009-06-26T01:30:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">so we're going to this wedding this weekend for one of Blake's college friends.  Long story short, we're not buying a gift (because I'm petty).  I was just on her FB page and she has her Crate and Barrel registry ON HER FACEBOOK PAGE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel even more justified not buying a gift now.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kansascitygirl:346295</id>
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    <title>kansascitygirl @ 2009-06-23T22:42:00</title>
    <published>2009-06-24T03:42:09Z</published>
    <updated>2009-06-24T03:42:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I miss my dad.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kansascitygirl:345956</id>
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    <title>kansascitygirl @ 2009-05-12T18:45:00</title>
    <published>2009-05-12T23:46:30Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-12T23:46:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">God, get over yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(this entry brought to you by "passive aggressive messages to my friends in reference to their FB status updates.)</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kansascitygirl:345830</id>
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    <title>kansascitygirl @ 2009-04-28T22:06:00</title>
    <published>2009-04-29T03:09:18Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-29T03:09:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://www.kmbc.com/news/19315236/detail.html"&gt;http://www.kmbc.com/news/19315236/detail.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erin Brockovich (the film) is coming to life near KC (in the town where Blake teaches).  Should be a fun few years of lawsuits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katie, would I enjoy Twitter?  Everyone seems obsessed with it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently hardcore addicted to Crystal Light at work.  Especially the strawberry kind with caffeine in it.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kansascitygirl:345411</id>
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    <title>kansascitygirl @ 2009-04-19T21:37:00</title>
    <published>2009-04-20T02:41:48Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-20T02:41:48Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I love Lowes.  I didn't know you could get like plants and landscaping things there.  I thought you had to go to a special landscaping place.  Like a nursery or something.  Lowes fascinates me.  We went there twice today. I used to absolutely hate Lowes and Home Depot because they feel so unfinished inside, but now I look forward to going there (Lowes&amp;gt;Home Depot but only because the closest HD SUCKS).  I'm so old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We mulched this afternoon.  I'm a princess, I'll admit it; I don't like getting my hands dirty.  I bitched to Blake because dirt was under my fingernails.  However, I like how the new mulch looks and now have grand dreams of becoming a gardener.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We think they're going to come by and start building our fence tomorrow.  Bella will be so excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had a summer vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In one month and six days we're going to DisneyWorld.  I have not been to DisneyWorld in 22 years.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This pretty much sums up my life right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and work sucks.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kansascitygirl:345318</id>
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    <title>kansascitygirl @ 2009-04-02T21:51:00</title>
    <published>2009-04-03T02:51:26Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-03T02:51:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Lost confuses me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when the eff do I get my Sun/Jin reunion?</content>
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    <title>kansascitygirl @ 2009-04-01T20:25:00</title>
    <published>2009-04-02T01:29:00Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-02T01:29:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">www.bringvictory.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so full.  Have got to get back on my diet.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm strangely fascinated by Adam Lambert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We bought a new washer/dryer with our tax credit for being first time home buyers.  This makes me feel &lt;i&gt;very&lt;/i&gt; old.  Blake was acting like we had made some huge commitment to each other by buying the W/D together.  Um...we got married 9 months ago, remember?  He's silly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So excited for spring and the Parade of Homes!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to update here more often.  I've missed it.  Following Katie's advice (and out of sheer laziness), I'm not moving to Tumblr.  I don't think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How am I 26?</content>
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    <title>kansascitygirl @ 2009-03-27T18:53:00</title>
    <published>2009-03-27T23:54:41Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-28T00:00:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">my pet peeve in life is people who say "ROCK CHALK JAYHAWK&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;S&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't even go to the fucking school and I know it's "ROCK CHALK JAYHAWK" (singular).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You sound like a tool.  I told my kU alum friend about you and she thinks you're an idiot too. ESPECIALLY since you go to school there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and go Michigan State.</content>
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    <title>kansascitygirl @ 2009-03-22T11:31:00</title>
    <published>2009-03-22T16:32:39Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-22T16:32:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm considering a move to Tumblr.  Probably because the blogs I've seen over there look all fancy and fun.  This is probably a stupid idea, considering the 7 year history I have here.  And all the communities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just an idea I'm throwing around.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kansascitygirl:344124</id>
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    <title>kansascitygirl @ 2009-02-06T21:06:00</title>
    <published>2009-02-07T03:09:01Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-07T03:09:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I miss being a little girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot wait for spring. We almost made it to 70 (and I even got to see the sun today!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work was/is horrendous right now.  Today was supposed to be my last day on this client, but that all went to shit.  I think I'm going to be tying up loose ends next week after working my 12 hour days at my new client.  Fun.  I worked from 7 am to 9 pm yesterday (and through lunch).  And it's a hour from my house...</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kansascitygirl:343987</id>
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    <title>kansascitygirl @ 2009-02-01T15:50:00</title>
    <published>2009-02-01T22:03:27Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-01T22:03:27Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Blake and I are going to re-do our office, ditch our desktops and get laptops.  I'm thinking a Mac.  Opinions?  I already will have an HP laptop from work.  The only thing I'm worried about is transitioning from a PC to the Mac world.</content>
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    <title>kansascitygirl @ 2009-01-28T21:57:00</title>
    <published>2009-01-29T04:00:44Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-29T04:00:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I have not updated in over two months.  This is awful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Busy season has taken hold of my life and I only have about an hour and a half of spare time when I get home before I go to bed.  Sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I want to have my current job anymore.  I'm not sure what I can do that would make me happier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm addicted addicted addicted to Mario Galaxy. I wish I had more time to play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blake is away at a convention and we boarded Bella, so I'm home all alone.  It's nice right now, but I'm sure I'll be over it tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not want to wait until Saturday to watch Lost, but I have to wait for Blake to get home. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently addicted to using emoticons.  I blame the IM at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ate some old leftovers today. I will not be sad if I get food poisoning and have to stay home from work tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My laptop battery is dying and I have to go to bed now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's hoping it isn't March when I update again.</content>
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    <title>kansascitygirl @ 2008-11-23T00:35:00</title>
    <published>2008-11-23T06:40:41Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-23T06:40:41Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Grey's Anatomy sucks ASS this year.  Seriously.  At first it seemed like it might have returned to its former glory, but then they had to trot out Denny for sweeps as they ALWAYS do.  Get a new storyline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three more days 'til days off from work.  Cannot wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister's stuff moves this week. Not my sister, but she will follow soon after (Sunday).  Sadness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is going better.  I no longer want to quit everyday, so I call that progress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw the biggest dog I've ever seen in my life at Petsmart today.  He was the size of a pony.  Seriously.  And then I found out he was only 10 months old.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have the best dog (and prettiest) in all the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all.</content>
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    <title>kansascitygirl @ 2008-11-12T20:43:00</title>
    <published>2008-11-13T02:46:59Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-13T02:46:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I am in Indiana and am missing my dog and husband like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I pause and am perplexed that I have a dog and husband.  I'm not still 16?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to a wastewater treatment plant today.  Took a little tour, found out how it worked.  It smelled very very badly.  And yes, this was for work.  Go figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to find something to invent so I can make a fortune and retire early.  Or make a fortune and have children without having guilt about being a working mother.  Or make a fortune and not have children so I can be completely selfish with my time and life.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanksgiving is in two weeks. Unbelievable.  Time flies when you're stuck at work.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm just lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my Blake and Bella.</content>
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    <title>I should post more often than once every two months.</title>
    <published>2008-10-16T02:14:11Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-16T02:26:35Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I judge other drivers on the highway based on their college and presidential candidate bumper stickers.  So far, if you're sporting Kansas Jayhawk shit, but are an Obama proponent, I let it slide.  Probably the same goes for a Mizzou/McCain supporter.  Those KU/McCain people get death stares though and I have to fight the urge not to cut them off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Your favorite bitch just took third!"&lt;br /&gt;pause&lt;br /&gt;"And I don't mean Bella."&lt;br /&gt;--Me yelling to Blake after Kenley got kicked off of PR.  Stupid bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(in the interest of full disclosure, I had to edit this entry because I used the wrong form of "your" up there.  Yep, said "you're" initially.  So embarrassed.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, he used the wrong form of "your."  NOOO, NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!</content>
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    <title>kansascitygirl @ 2008-10-14T20:43:00</title>
    <published>2008-10-15T01:50:39Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-15T01:50:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I think it's been a really long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We adopted a dog--Bella.  She's delightful, even when she breaks her collar by tugging too hard at the tether we have for her in the backyard.  At least she immediately came to the back door and didn't run away.  She's also cute when she stealthily finagles two Belgian waffles off of a plate on the kitchen counter.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I was sitting on Blake's lap at the computer and she took a flying leap, landing in my lap and creating a huge human-dog pile.  She doesn't quite realize that she weighs 54 pounds. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want to get her a ridiculous Halloween costume, but Blake won't let me.  Whomp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is eh.  Not really working on clients I want to be working on.  And I'll basically be stuck on these clients until May.  Plus I have to travel to middle of nowhere Indiana in November and Hot-lanta in December.  I don't really like the traveling so much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm beyond excited for Fall.  The leaves are starting to change and the temperatures here got pretty mild today.  Homecoming is in 10 days!  I'm excited for Halloween too, since our new neighborhood has many young kids.  We should have a lot more trick or treaters than the two we had last year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family went to see the traveling Broadway version of the Lion King the other day.  It was fantastic.  Probably the most amazing thing I've seen.  I loved it!  Highly recommend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else?  Oh, we got a Wii.  And I'm addicted to Mario Galaxy like whoa.  Best game ever.  I think I shall be off to play that now.</content>
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    <title>kansascitygirl @ 2008-08-18T18:45:00</title>
    <published>2008-08-18T23:56:34Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-18T23:56:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">We moved in and everything is (mostly) set up.  The thank you cards have been written and I think we're about one week out from getting the professional pics back from the wedding.  I'm caught between anticipation and fear of the pictures.  I think I might have had some shine problems, arm pit fat overhang and I've been rethinking my "glorified headband."  I hope we get some great shots.  I also live in perpetual fear that we didn't do enough bridal party shots and we won't have much to choose from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough about that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back on the Weight Watchers bandwagon after a month or so hiatus.  At least, I'm trying to get back on.  It's tough when you work in groups at work that love to eat out at bad restaurants.  I worked out at 5:30 this morning and am starting to think morning workouts might be the way to go.  That way when I get home from work I don't have this guilt/dread feeling about going to the gym.  It's already over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blake and I are maybe possibly hopefully planning on going on a cruise to Bermuda this summer (next summer...whompy) with his parents.  It's expensive though...but I really enjoy vacations from work where we actually get out of the state and are not taken just to sit around the house and do nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.  My dentist is hardcore pressuring me to get Invisalign.  I've been going to this dentist since I was a fetus (seriously).  He has never mentioned a need for braces until his office started offering Invisalign.  I'm beyond skeptical.  Plus, you have to go into the office EVERY TWO WEEKS to get your next set of "trays."  There's no effing way I can get off from work every two weeks to drive out of my way to his office for a ten minute procedure.  I see the issues with my teeth he claims I have (a cross bite), but why is this suddenly a problem now?  It's irritating.  I might switch dentists if it doesn't stop.  They're supposed to call me soon to discuss it further, and I think I'll ask for a referral to a &lt;b&gt;orthodontist&lt;/b&gt; closer to where I live (this guy's office is in the suburb where I was born, a good 30 minutes from where I live now).  I'll see what they say to the referral...figure it will tell me whether it really is an issue or they just want the money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I changed my name on my driver's license over the weekend.  My maiden name is now my middle name for everyone except the state of Missouri who refuses to drop a middle name without court documents authorizing it.  Ridiculous.  Social Security would practically let me change my first name with a marriage license only.  So now I have four names on my driver's license and this better not cause problems when I fly.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.  That is all.</content>
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    <title>married, honeymoon...back to work?</title>
    <published>2008-07-27T05:13:32Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-27T05:13:32Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So I got married.  We just got back from the honeymoon and I'm suffering from major withdrawal.  Do NOT want to fly to Chicago tomorrow night for work.  And definitely don't want to go back to normal work next Monday.  Luckily I'm unassigned for two weeks, so I can write thank you notes at work while researching benefits and signing Blake up for mine and changing my name, as well as unfortunately being forced to upgrade to Vista.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm beginning the never ending search into with whom all I need to change my name.  And in a week and a half, I'll need to change my address... I created my new gmail address...then instantly regretted this as I don't want to change my email address.  I've been saving all sorts of crap under my old gmail name for like four years.  I have a lot accumulated in there.  Contacts, emails that I reference a lot, etc.  Blake and I decided we would both create new email addresses so we could both be inconvenienced, but this seems like little consolation.  Luckily I can forward my old gmail emails to my new gmail, but STILL.  Whompy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than this whole husband and new house thing, life is pretty  much the same.  : )  OH, except that our current home is a WRECK.  Shit everywhere!  Dirty wedding dress?  Check.  Gifts piled in a corner that we didn't bother to unpack since we're moving in two weeks?  Check.  Guest book, extra programs, wrapping paper?  Check check check.  It looks like a wedding exploded in here.</content>
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    <title>kansascitygirl @ 2008-07-12T05:58:00</title>
    <published>2008-07-12T10:59:03Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-12T10:59:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">in less than 7 days, I'll have a husband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ho-ly shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, I'm glad we locked in our mortgage rate on Monday before Fannie and Freddie began their implosion.</content>
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    <title>kansascitygirl @ 2008-07-04T10:52:00</title>
    <published>2008-07-04T15:58:47Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-04T15:58:47Z</updated>
    <content type="html">a)  How the hell did it get to be July?  Seriously.  I feel like I'm perpetually stuck in August of 2007.  Have I really been working nearly a year?  Why didn't I return to school in the fall?  What's going on here?  It's the 4th of July, the former midpoint of summer and I haven't had a beginning of summer yet? What?  I think living with a teacher that sleeps in everyday is very unfair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b) fourteen days, eh?  Holy shit.  Just made my to-do list.  Want to cry.  And I can't even get a lot of stuff done today because it's a fucking national holiday and Blake is leaving in an hour and will be gone all day.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c) the little assholes next door better stop shooting off house shaking fireworks at 8 am, or I'm going to throttle them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d)  our house has cabinets and countertops and real walls and hardwood now.  v.v.v.v. excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e) nearly made a fatal mistake earlier today when I was packing up Weeds Disc 1 for Netflix and randomly happened to read the description and realized I didn't watch the two final episodes contained on the disc.  That would have been a tragedy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;f)&lt;br /&gt;"Are you jewish?"&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, no, my uh husband, was a, uh Jewish."&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, did he pass?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, usually people just thought he was Italian. &lt;br /&gt;"...."&lt;br /&gt;"OHH, yeah...he's dead."</content>
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    <title>kansascitygirl @ 2008-06-15T20:27:00</title>
    <published>2008-06-16T01:30:50Z</published>
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    <content type="html">You would think with how PC our world has become and all the non-traditional families we have, that people would think twice before constantly asking if I spent time with my father/called my father/bought my father something for Father's Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moreso that mothers, I think a lot of people have fucked up relationships with their fathers.  So where's all the hyper-sensitivity that we reserve for the winter by not saying "Merry Christmas"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It gets annoying.  I think it annoys me more because I had a perfectly good father, but I assume that people think I have a deadbeat dad when I avoid answering their probing Father's Day questions or they seem puzzled that we're not doing a father-daughter dance at the wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatevs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Fathers Day, Dad.</content>
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