<?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-4327190826812044276</id><updated>2011-08-05T03:06:36.723-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I've gone to find myself...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gonetofindmyself.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4327190826812044276/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gonetofindmyself.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>LeeLee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10417144939165524410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wMDhfz0PmA0/Rj9cfD7DnWI/AAAAAAAAAAk/7gSyvVcKwic/s320/0408071538.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327190826812044276.post-7412490051777984604</id><published>2010-03-19T14:15:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T14:53:06.548-04:00</updated><title type='text'>March again...2 years later</title><content type='html'>Well, it's been 2 years since I've posted. And yes, I've been busy. I got sucked into the World of Warcraft, and have met a great group of friends. It's changed throughout my time there, but I have a core group I hang with that keep me laughing and they keep me straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well my job has taken a change. I am no longer managing the Help Desk, but I find myself at a new and exciting place. I get the opportunity to define my job. :) mwahahahaha! I've found myself working on a couple of different projects, but the big mamma jamma has come up. I am tasked with migrating a smallish (45 users) group of Beta users to Windows 7. So far so good. I've got the training schedule done, what I'm going to teach is getting hammered out (I have an outline), and the actual reimaging of the computers is getting hammered out (we're close!!). I have 8 different types of computers, ranging from Gateways to Dell to Lenovo...so needless to say it's going to be interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the past year I have become a sponsor for one of the girls Greek clubs on campus, Zeta Chi Lambda, and they are FABULOUS! They keep me honest and on my toes. I couldn't imagine life without them. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I have stopped listening to Britney Spears...and am now hooked on Kings of Leon. Maybe because they are awesome and have a great sound...could also be because the lead singer is hawt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright back to punishing this laptop I've been working on for days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4327190826812044276-7412490051777984604?l=gonetofindmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gonetofindmyself.blogspot.com/feeds/7412490051777984604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4327190826812044276&amp;postID=7412490051777984604&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4327190826812044276/posts/default/7412490051777984604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4327190826812044276/posts/default/7412490051777984604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gonetofindmyself.blogspot.com/2010/03/march-again2-years-later.html' title='March again...2 years later'/><author><name>LeeLee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10417144939165524410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wMDhfz0PmA0/Rj9cfD7DnWI/AAAAAAAAAAk/7gSyvVcKwic/s320/0408071538.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327190826812044276.post-6308094561455749559</id><published>2008-03-04T12:20:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T12:43:34.293-05:00</updated><title type='text'>March Madness</title><content type='html'>Well...March is here, and I'm having such fun. This week is Spring Break for the kiddies, and well I'm stuck watching help desk while the others work productively. The thing is, I've done just about everything I can do in this room, and the phones aren't ringing. So it's just the hum of the air conditioning and me...typing away. Oh wait...I have a 500 gig hard drive full of music...let's see, what shall I listen to today?! I hate to admit it, but Britney has caught my ear for a split second today. If you haven't heard give me more...take just a moment to listen. It's actually good. I know!! I'm about to swallow my tongue saying it. Piece of me is kinda good...but it's kinda true about her life. Anyways....holy crap I've said too much about that as I've ever wanted to. So last night my girl Joyous called me and I've got plans for my Spring Break long weekend. I'm heading to ATLANTA on Friday. I am going to get my nails done before I go down, since I have nothing else to do with my time and money. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...I'm going to go see if they've got any free sleigh rides going in hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wMDhfz0PmA0/R82KKwouCOI/AAAAAAAAACc/rxJeKQTdIzM/s1600-h/100_0440.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wMDhfz0PmA0/R82KKwouCOI/AAAAAAAAACc/rxJeKQTdIzM/s320/100_0440.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173943464377583842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4327190826812044276-6308094561455749559?l=gonetofindmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gonetofindmyself.blogspot.com/feeds/6308094561455749559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4327190826812044276&amp;postID=6308094561455749559&amp;isPopup=true' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4327190826812044276/posts/default/6308094561455749559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4327190826812044276/posts/default/6308094561455749559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gonetofindmyself.blogspot.com/2008/03/march-madness.html' title='March Madness'/><author><name>LeeLee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10417144939165524410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wMDhfz0PmA0/Rj9cfD7DnWI/AAAAAAAAAAk/7gSyvVcKwic/s320/0408071538.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wMDhfz0PmA0/R82KKwouCOI/AAAAAAAAACc/rxJeKQTdIzM/s72-c/100_0440.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327190826812044276.post-1191189781064839837</id><published>2008-02-20T12:56:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T13:54:00.591-05:00</updated><title type='text'>February Fun</title><content type='html'>Well...I survived Singles Awareness Day, a.k.a. Valentine's Day. No flowers...just a card and a little bit of candy from the 'rents. Then they decided to go to Clearwater, FL without me. Can you imagine?! The one time of year that I need to get away, and they go without me. Insanity I tell ya! The past two weeks have kinda sucked at work. Last week I made two policies, a process map, and an employment agreement. Then..this week, I've gotten one policy approved, one updated, process map updated, employment agreement approved, and started 2 more policies and process maps. Ask me if I like policies....yes...I do. They make my boss happy, which makes me happy. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a personal note...things are going well. Just busy as crap at work. I think I'm going to go home and bake cupcakes. It's the opposite of retail therapy...and cheaper too. Well I've got tons of stuff to get done, and I hit a brick wall with one of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace out homies!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4327190826812044276-1191189781064839837?l=gonetofindmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gonetofindmyself.blogspot.com/feeds/1191189781064839837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4327190826812044276&amp;postID=1191189781064839837&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4327190826812044276/posts/default/1191189781064839837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4327190826812044276/posts/default/1191189781064839837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gonetofindmyself.blogspot.com/2008/02/february-fun.html' title='February Fun'/><author><name>LeeLee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10417144939165524410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wMDhfz0PmA0/Rj9cfD7DnWI/AAAAAAAAAAk/7gSyvVcKwic/s320/0408071538.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327190826812044276.post-372736204410198297</id><published>2008-01-28T15:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T15:33:12.945-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I've lost my ever lovin mind...</title><content type='html'>Just a couple of weeks ago, I decided to start Pilates. Yes...me the heifer...doing pilates. Actually I love it, the only part I hate is when I've got my legs in the air and I feel a gas pain. Yes, you all know what I'm talking about. The pain that hits you and you know that you need to pass some gas, but here you are in no position to pass it quietly or gently or just suppress it. No...you are feet in the air...pushing your stomach muscles in...making the gas push out even more. hahahahahaha!! now that i have you laughin your ever lovin mind out...on to more serious matters. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just the other day I found a picture someone took of a boy that I liked, it was dated 12/20/05. And I realized that I have liked this boy on and off for over 2 years. 2 years I have wasted over a guy who never liked me back. At my age...2 years is like 5. So I have responded to this realization with a decision to get over this guy. Which may include removing him from my friends on MySpace...haven't figured that one out yet. But yes....2 whole years on a guy who doesn't care I exist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sit on that one...hit me back with your thoughts. But I must say in my defense..he is very handsome...and knows how to handle a gun (he's a cop..)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4327190826812044276-372736204410198297?l=gonetofindmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gonetofindmyself.blogspot.com/feeds/372736204410198297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4327190826812044276&amp;postID=372736204410198297&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4327190826812044276/posts/default/372736204410198297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4327190826812044276/posts/default/372736204410198297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gonetofindmyself.blogspot.com/2008/01/ive-lost-my-ever-lovin-mind.html' title='I&apos;ve lost my ever lovin mind...'/><author><name>LeeLee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10417144939165524410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wMDhfz0PmA0/Rj9cfD7DnWI/AAAAAAAAAAk/7gSyvVcKwic/s320/0408071538.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327190826812044276.post-4215849659012097719</id><published>2007-11-21T10:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T11:07:19.627-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Thanksgiving!!</title><content type='html'>So I'm working on the day before Thanksgiving. There are no classes, and the phone has rang probably 5 times since 8:00, 3 of them were just silliness, the other 2 were actual needs, but pretty basic. I forsee that we will have maybe 15 calls total today. Anyways! The reason I write is that I want to actually write down all of the things that I am thankful for. So here goes...get out the kleenex's...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. for God loving me unconditionally and saving me from myself and certain damnation. I'm not sure which is worse, I'm sure the lake of fire is bad, but myself would get me there quicker...haha.&lt;br /&gt;2. for my parents, if it weren't for them...well...I wouldn't be here. They have been so supportive and loving. Even those times that I was half out of my mind coming off of medication. They've given up more than I could ever ask anyone to do. I was able to move home to help myself pay bills, and they even let me go without paying rent for a lot of the time, which also put a burden on them. I can only hope and pray that I can be half the parent they have been to me. &lt;br /&gt;3. for my brother, who if for nothing else keeps me praying, but he's so much more.&lt;br /&gt;4. for my best friends, Joy, Melany, Abby, Emily Beth, Andrea, and Jennifer. Without them I'd probably be...well...who knows what/where/who I'd be. They've all been there at some point encouraging me, or to be an audience when I'm feeling like a comedian playing to no one.&lt;br /&gt;5. for my Godkids. I can honestly say that there was a really low point in my life and the only thing that kept me here is the look on my little man's face when I walked through the door that night. I always remember that when I get down on things. One day when he can understand it...I want to share that with him.&lt;br /&gt;6. my family. All of them are crazy in their own way. The Jenkins side are loving and quiet. Always a rock to lean on and learn from. The Parks...well...hopefully we'll all see each other in heaven. I don't know if heaven could handle all of us. haha! Seriously, they are the ones that know how to have a good time and stick behind you in the bad times. All of them combined makes for an awesome family. Then there's dad's side...we don't see each other much since pop passed away, and I think the blame goes both ways, but I know I can always depend on them to be there in the bad times for support.&lt;br /&gt;7. for my job. I am truly doing the thing that I have always wanted to do. If you had asked me 4 or 5 years ago what I wanted to do...I'd say, "Manage a Help Desk". And to top it all off, it's at my second home, Lee. The people I work with are amazing people, and I couldn't ask for better friends and co-workers.&lt;br /&gt;8. for my car. Even though I bitch about it being noisy and getting crappy gas milage, it's still running better than anything else I've ever owned, and well it's so freaking fun to drive and race around in....not that I race...but you know.&lt;br /&gt;9. for being single. I know i know...who is thankful for that?! I am. I get to chose who I spend my time with. I don't have anyone to check in with, and I can spend all the time I can with my friends and family. I cherish this time because I know that there will come a day when I'm married, have kids, and won't get the quality time with my parents and friends that I'm getting right now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well now that I've successfully got all of that out without completely bursting into tears...I hope that you all have a blessed Thanksgiving and get to spend the time with the ones you love and love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4327190826812044276-4215849659012097719?l=gonetofindmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gonetofindmyself.blogspot.com/feeds/4215849659012097719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4327190826812044276&amp;postID=4215849659012097719&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4327190826812044276/posts/default/4215849659012097719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4327190826812044276/posts/default/4215849659012097719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gonetofindmyself.blogspot.com/2007/11/happy-thanksgiving.html' title='Happy Thanksgiving!!'/><author><name>LeeLee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10417144939165524410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wMDhfz0PmA0/Rj9cfD7DnWI/AAAAAAAAAAk/7gSyvVcKwic/s320/0408071538.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327190826812044276.post-1529896844796400466</id><published>2007-11-04T09:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T09:48:49.882-05:00</updated><title type='text'>How was last night?</title><content type='html'>Glad you asked! Well I decided yesterday afternoon that I was going to go to my favorite clothing store and put in an application to get some extra cash to pay some bills off and have some extra spending money for the holidays. So I went down there and all was well, and I had thought about calling my friend Heather, but decided I didn't have the time because I was going to go to the Rugby game at Lee. Well she just happened to call me, so fate intervened. I went over there and she had some errands to run and then we were going to get something to eat. So we ran errands, and decided Big River over by the mall sounded great. So we're sitting there, enjoying bread and some Southwestern eggrolls, and I apparently tried to do the two things you can't do at once, swallow and breathe. So you guessed it, I'm choking. I couldn't get it to just come up, Heather sees the panic in my face and jumps up and starts screaming for help because she's a lot shorter and smaller than me, meanwhile I'm staring at this picture off in the distance and so I know I've got just enough room to suck in some air, and have enough to cough it out. So I stand up sucking in air (it sounded horrible!!), and then as this lady approaches me saying stop, I cough it up, and I'm good. So I say I'm ok (well as well as anyone can talk after not breathing), and she's like count to 3, so I muster up 1, 2, 3. So she asks me if I'm ok, I'm ok...well as Ok as anyone is after choking for about 30 or so seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We both sit down, and then Lillian just starts balling, I tell her I'm fine, it's all ok, I'm trying to make her laugh. I'm still freaking out in my head, waiters are stopping asking if I'm ok, someone brought me a glass of water. Oh yeah, bonus info, I found the fast way to find out if there are any cute lifeguards in the restaurant (he stopped by a few minutes later to see if I was alright, and shared that info, yes he was hot!) I'm semi-embarrassed for making a scene in a fairly busy restaurant (it was almost 7 when this happened...7 on Saturday...busy time for this restaurant). So we both get Lillian laughing and she's ok, so Heather decided she needed another Jack and Coke and asked if I needed one, I passed on that. Decided the eggrolls weren't something I should eat, and held it together fairly well. But for some reason I can't grasp why I focused on this picture hanging, it's a picture of a bridge in Chattanooga. Nothing special...just a bridge. So anyways...we got through the meal, I had ribs and chicken (I chewed every bite like 40 times...it was mush when I swallowed..and I made sure I didn't try to breathe and swallow at the same time again) and they were delicious. After we finished up, the lady that was trying to help was still there, so I stopped by and said thank you and that I appreciate it, she said that I was welcome it was no problem, and the weird thing for her is that just the other day, she renewed her CPR certification. *cue the twilight zone music*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later I thought that I would be having an anxiety attack before the night was over because I kept thinking about it. I didn't let my parents know that I had decided to stay in Chattanooga, they thought I was in Cleveland at the rugby game, but instead I was choking in Chattanooga...so the irony of all this is just Wednesday night we stopped and got mom some Wendy's and she was eating on the way home, and she started choking, I'm driving, paniced, slapping my mom on the back because I don't have the time to stop the car, run around to her side, drag her out, and give her the heimlec. So slapping the back are my options while keeping the car in the road (I didn't care if we were going 3 mph, we were moving.) She got it dislodged and we're cool. Well...as cool as anyone can be when their mom is choking beside them. So I've figured that I've lost 2 years on my life when my mom choked, and 2 more years when I choked. In one week...I lost 4 years!! Crap it! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of all of this I've decided that life is short. I'm going to do what I can to make this life as fun as possible. I'm not going to put things off, and I'm going to have fun. Now...those of you who know me know that I'm not one to just fly off the handle so don't think that this new outlook on life has also given me the balls to ask out a particular person...NO!! Let's not lose our heads! So I had fun..and at least if I had died...I'd have 2 new pairs of shoes they could choose to bury me in. ha! Oh yeah I've had a few good jokes out of this experience:&lt;br /&gt;The quickest way to find the hot lifeguards is choking...&lt;br /&gt;I had a really good time..I even got choked up about it...literally.&lt;br /&gt;and many more to come....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this is a long one, I suppose I'm making up for all the past couple of months I haven't written. But I have to work on the schedule for the guys I'm hiring, they start tomorrow and I haven't got their schedule done. So peace out homies, and remember... Don't swallow and breathe at the same time!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4327190826812044276-1529896844796400466?l=gonetofindmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gonetofindmyself.blogspot.com/feeds/1529896844796400466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4327190826812044276&amp;postID=1529896844796400466&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4327190826812044276/posts/default/1529896844796400466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4327190826812044276/posts/default/1529896844796400466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gonetofindmyself.blogspot.com/2007/11/how-was-last-night.html' title='How was last night?'/><author><name>LeeLee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10417144939165524410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wMDhfz0PmA0/Rj9cfD7DnWI/AAAAAAAAAAk/7gSyvVcKwic/s320/0408071538.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327190826812044276.post-6633284548024946974</id><published>2007-08-25T23:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T23:39:30.479-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What now?!</title><content type='html'>This week has been fun...but I'm not going to go into it. I'm just going to show you some pictures...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wMDhfz0PmA0/RtDzoMcHCsI/AAAAAAAAABc/Mdpx0fCSisM/s1600-h/100_0124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wMDhfz0PmA0/RtDzoMcHCsI/AAAAAAAAABc/Mdpx0fCSisM/s320/100_0124.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102846249670216386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the Mac lab I installed last week. There were 9, and I still have issues with printing...suckage!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wMDhfz0PmA0/RtD0J8cHCtI/AAAAAAAAABk/_NfAWRyzkbI/s1600-h/100_0117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wMDhfz0PmA0/RtD0J8cHCtI/AAAAAAAAABk/_NfAWRyzkbI/s320/100_0117.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102846829490801362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a cute puppy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wMDhfz0PmA0/RtD1kscHCuI/AAAAAAAAABs/oAp2Lch_Zcs/s1600-h/cute+puppy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wMDhfz0PmA0/RtD1kscHCuI/AAAAAAAAABs/oAp2Lch_Zcs/s320/cute+puppy.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102848388563929826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4327190826812044276-6633284548024946974?l=gonetofindmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gonetofindmyself.blogspot.com/feeds/6633284548024946974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4327190826812044276&amp;postID=6633284548024946974&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4327190826812044276/posts/default/6633284548024946974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4327190826812044276/posts/default/6633284548024946974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gonetofindmyself.blogspot.com/2007/08/what-now.html' title='What now?!'/><author><name>LeeLee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10417144939165524410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wMDhfz0PmA0/Rj9cfD7DnWI/AAAAAAAAAAk/7gSyvVcKwic/s320/0408071538.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wMDhfz0PmA0/RtDzoMcHCsI/AAAAAAAAABc/Mdpx0fCSisM/s72-c/100_0124.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327190826812044276.post-88925043122331231</id><published>2007-06-28T15:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T15:29:01.522-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Another day in Paradise!</title><content type='html'>I'm so freaking excited that we're going camping this weekend!! My dad is taking off first thing tomorrow morning and getting a spot..if I didn't have a stinking 8am meeting at Panera I'd go with to make sure it's a good one. And then with this weekend down it'll only be a short few weeks before Joy and I are loading up to go to somewhere, Michigan. Sorry I can't remember where it is on the hand we'll be going. But as soon as I find out, I'll let ya know. Joy can post a comment w/ it, I'm almost certain she will. Love ya Joy!! OH! If you haven't checked your myspace, go there...I posted a bulletin just for you! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm just keeping this short and sweet. I've got to get back to making a Mac lab image for the third or fourth time...I lost track after 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, Peace, and Happy Fourth of July if I miss ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny picture I thought I'd share...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wMDhfz0PmA0/RoQL49lu1qI/AAAAAAAAABM/IIiIUMqc9og/s1600-h/unique.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wMDhfz0PmA0/RoQL49lu1qI/AAAAAAAAABM/IIiIUMqc9og/s320/unique.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081199352814163618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4327190826812044276-88925043122331231?l=gonetofindmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gonetofindmyself.blogspot.com/feeds/88925043122331231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4327190826812044276&amp;postID=88925043122331231&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4327190826812044276/posts/default/88925043122331231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4327190826812044276/posts/default/88925043122331231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gonetofindmyself.blogspot.com/2007/06/another-day-in-paradise.html' title='Another day in Paradise!'/><author><name>LeeLee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10417144939165524410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wMDhfz0PmA0/Rj9cfD7DnWI/AAAAAAAAAAk/7gSyvVcKwic/s320/0408071538.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wMDhfz0PmA0/RoQL49lu1qI/AAAAAAAAABM/IIiIUMqc9og/s72-c/unique.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327190826812044276.post-5962756071732556483</id><published>2007-05-16T20:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T20:37:00.558-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Memphis</title><content type='html'>I finally made it to Memphis. Even though I dozed off for a few seconds, but it happened a few times within like 15 minutes. Which is kind of scary, but I tried and fought as hard as I could, I just couldn't keep myself awake. Finally someone called me with an emergency and that woke me up for the rest of the trip. Plus I rolled down the windows and cranked up the radio. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I missed the whole afternoon at work, I'm sitting in the hotel catching up on emails and things I have to catch up on. I thought I might actually get to relax, but maybe that will be later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh!! I got a haircut!! It's a little bit different than what I usually get. I'll try to get pics up soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm going to go watch TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4327190826812044276-5962756071732556483?l=gonetofindmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gonetofindmyself.blogspot.com/feeds/5962756071732556483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4327190826812044276&amp;postID=5962756071732556483&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4327190826812044276/posts/default/5962756071732556483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4327190826812044276/posts/default/5962756071732556483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gonetofindmyself.blogspot.com/2007/05/memphis.html' title='Memphis'/><author><name>LeeLee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10417144939165524410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wMDhfz0PmA0/Rj9cfD7DnWI/AAAAAAAAAAk/7gSyvVcKwic/s320/0408071538.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327190826812044276.post-949009794138724338</id><published>2007-05-07T12:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T13:00:22.028-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Let the good times roll!!</title><content type='html'>Well I got back last night from an awesome trip to Clayton, GA. My friend Joy has been blessed with what we call the mountain house, and I just call it home away from home. It's so comfy and the smell is awesome (I'll explain later). Joy and I arrived at 8 and ran to Wal-Mart, got back in to watch a movie and well...headed back to Wal-Mart for a somewhat better DVD player. I think it was the scratched DVDs, but we ended up at some point giving up and just watching satellite. So Saturday we ventured out to the community dog show...it was fun seeing all the dogs there. Titan even behaved pretty well...with a little nudge from Joy and myself...haha! After an awesome lunch at Isabelle's...the Italian Stromboli is by far better than some in Cleveland, we decided to check out what time the drive in opens...so then we decided we wanted to some water-wheel churned ice cream and since we were so close to NC we'd drive over for a few moments and then come back. Well at some point we thought..Hey SC is just a short drive too..and well we don't want to leave them out of our fun filled trip. So we drove over to SC with our ice cream in hand, and happened upon Sumter. It was fun...although I didn't wear my hiking boots...the shoes I wore did come in handy while climbing a boulder. Then after that little jaunt...we headed over to Tallulah Falls...it was amazing. The hike down wasn't bad...though I told Joy if we had to take that way back...she might end up with a kicked arse. The site was amazing...the whole day I was in awe of God's gifts to all of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will admit...I did have problems with a tensed up neck because of stress at work...but after a day like that...what neck is my only thought. So then we headed to the house to get more comfortable (code for LeAnn got the opportunity to go to the movies in her jammies). I highly recommend...if you get the chance to go to a drive in, first..go comfy...second...don't leave the parking lights on with the heater and radio...batteries weren't meant for that :)...and third...enjoy the opportunity to totally make your own random comments as loud as you please. **I must insert a comment here that will only make sense to two people** Joy decided to take a moment and introduce me to some of Mike's musical choices...and since she won't covey my message to Mike...I will take this time and do it myself...Mike...Ya Big GAY!! Steven Vai is possibly the most gay music I will ever let rape my hearing....Barbara Streisand has nothing on this guy!! With that said...we all have opinions of musical tastes...and well we'll agree to disagree. :) No hard feelings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Sunday we just lounged around the house, made cookies, and at some point i took a nap..hoping that I'd wake up at 5, throw my stuff together and leave at 6. NOPE!! BIG NOPE!! I woke up just a few minutes til 6 and didn't leave til 7. It's all good...I still made it home before 9:30, and got to run to Walgreens for my meds. So yeah...that was my awesome weekend in a nutshell. Other than the fact that when I leave for a weekend, my parents are incapable of going to the grocery store for themselves....odd. Oh yeah...so I have to wear a CPAP to sleep right...so after the weekend up there...I put my mask on and the smell of the house was still in my filter...it brought me comfort as I was going to sleep. How loverly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all that said...I bid thee adieu... &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061863248538869042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wMDhfz0PmA0/Rj9Zzj7DnTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bVpSEhI8S7w/s320/0505071554.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061863733870173522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wMDhfz0PmA0/Rj9aPz7DnVI/AAAAAAAAAAc/En7Nc9cJPMQ/s320/0505071715b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4327190826812044276-949009794138724338?l=gonetofindmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gonetofindmyself.blogspot.com/feeds/949009794138724338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4327190826812044276&amp;postID=949009794138724338&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4327190826812044276/posts/default/949009794138724338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4327190826812044276/posts/default/949009794138724338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gonetofindmyself.blogspot.com/2007/05/let-good-times-roll.html' title='Let the good times roll!!'/><author><name>LeeLee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10417144939165524410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wMDhfz0PmA0/Rj9cfD7DnWI/AAAAAAAAAAk/7gSyvVcKwic/s320/0408071538.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_wMDhfz0PmA0/Rj9Zzj7DnTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bVpSEhI8S7w/s72-c/0505071554.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry></feed>
