<?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-6392008</id><updated>2011-04-21T16:57:44.817-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Something to occupy my time...</title><subtitle type='html'>Nothing worth while, nothing too boring... it's a perfect blend... </subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://utterlygrateful.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6392008/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://utterlygrateful.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06944689910315702561</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>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6392008.post-107591700911546866</id><published>2004-02-04T12:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-04T12:52:29.060-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wednesday, February 4th, 2002  12:46pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just going to give you an overview of the past 2 days in a few simple phrases. Lots of snow, my car died again, I watched my mom almost break her nose, Chad and I are bickering back and forth nonstop. I hate the snow and I want to move out of here into a place with NO SNOW! EVER!&lt;br /&gt;I have work to do at school. I have a cell phone bill to pay and car insurance. Whopee... I'm tired of typing. I just update this for the sake of doing so, so I don't get behind on this like I do everything else. Funny, this is the LEAST most important thing to keep from getting behind on, and it's number one on my list. Hah. Life is funny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6392008-107591700911546866?l=utterlygrateful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6392008/posts/default/107591700911546866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6392008/posts/default/107591700911546866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://utterlygrateful.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107591700911546866' title=''/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06944689910315702561</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6392008.post-107574286781334754</id><published>2004-02-02T12:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-02T12:30:05.293-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Monday, February 2nd, 2004  12:19pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this thing is going to be long since I really haven't updated it. I dont have a damn chance to because the stupid internet went off Friday night due to technical dificulties my SMART mom forgot to look into. I dont even want to go there. &lt;br /&gt;This weekend was very eventful. I got my rental car on Thursday which is MEGA tits, if you know what I mean. Its a 2004 Nissan Sentra, its like driving on a cloud. Mmmmmm. I did nothing of whole interest on Friday. I went to Dubois with my girls Pittman and Stewart to eat dinner :) I then proceeded to pick up my girl Melanie for a fun filled night at the skate station. RIIIIIGHT. I had fun though, I can't deny it. All thanks to my friends.... it's a nice release after a stressful week.&lt;br /&gt;Superbowl Sunday. GOD Don't get me started. Chad and I tuned in only for the halftime show, which got me to see Janet Jacksons tit. Dont know why or how, but my boy forsakened me. Justin Timberlake (the only man I'm allowed to cheat on Chad with) did a little diddy with Janet. At the very end for some odd reason, he ripped at her shirt, exposing just one titty. The lights faded to black, which was followed by laughter throughout my house. Hehe good experience. I have nothing to say anymore. I can't wait to get the internet back at my house. This sucks. I miss exposing myself to numberous people, and talk for hours on end. Yay. Until then, I will settle with the phone and TV. And my boyfriend. He's fun to play with. Mmmmmmm *drools over thinking of Chad in a pair of boxers*&lt;br /&gt;GOODBYE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6392008-107574286781334754?l=utterlygrateful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6392008/posts/default/107574286781334754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6392008/posts/default/107574286781334754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://utterlygrateful.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107574286781334754' title=''/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06944689910315702561</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6392008.post-107526862912468374</id><published>2004-01-28T00:29:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-29T15:03:05.263-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wednesday, January 28th, 2004  12:30am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One little thing I discovered about this blog, that I dont know how to fix, is the date. Its VERY off. So, I'll post the date and time when I make a new entry, to avoid confusion (for those of you who care just that much)&lt;br /&gt;I just finished my History maps. Hokey spoons, I HATE that kind of crap. I can't map anything for shit. Its ok though, I have nothing to fear. &lt;br /&gt;Well today was gay as always. We had 90 feet of ice fall from the sky, which prevented my car from making it out of our hot narrow paved driveway. Its supposed to be a semi-cloudy day tomorrow. Super. I just realized I forgot to call Melanie back! I need to call Pittman too... and Jill. Man, I am such a mean friend. I need to hop off my boyfriends dick and get with the program heh. What am I THINKING?! No I dont! I just need to make time to call them back... Its weird. In all honesty, not alot of my time is spent with Chad. Its at school! Going there or doing work, or at work. I always wanted a life, and now that I have it, I dont want one. I'm never going to be pleased.&lt;br /&gt;Well me and the Misses watched Americal Idol tonight, as we usually do. We like to pick on all the people that suck. He was in pain from his tattoos he recently got, he's up to 7 now. The one on his stomach though is a killer. I'm not even going to go there. &lt;br /&gt;I think I'm going to go into my nice warm room now and talk to Eric on the phone. It's going to be a killer of a night from this point on... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6392008-107526862912468374?l=utterlygrateful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6392008/posts/default/107526862912468374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6392008/posts/default/107526862912468374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://utterlygrateful.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107526862912468374' title=''/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06944689910315702561</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6392008.post-107535521114039498</id><published>2004-01-28T00:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-29T15:01:21.153-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thursday January 29th 2004  12:47am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey all. Today is a pretty good day classwise. I was a lucky bird since I slept in until 11am, which is the start of my history class. I arrive at school to discover the class was cancelled. Talk about a SAVE! Corrections class, we were in the stupid computer lab, learning how to look up books and stuff online for our final papers. Since I am a stupid librarian there, it was stuff I definetly already know. I didnt pay much attention. Hell, I wouldnt have even if I DIDN'T know what I was doin...    :)&lt;br /&gt;Well I got some weird news today about a 'friend' of mine. Looks like I was a dumbass that never discovered all the trashtalking they have done, but oh well. Life goes on. Its just a shame I put so much effort and time into keeping the friendship as good as possible, but I guess they didn't want the same back. I guess I got to just deal with it. &lt;br /&gt;Chad just left my house, and I'm debating on whether to go lay down or to stay in front of the computer until my eyeballs dry up. Today wasn't a good day for words really. I have nothing to say. So much on the mind, I just can't speak.... Night. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6392008-107535521114039498?l=utterlygrateful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6392008/posts/default/107535521114039498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6392008/posts/default/107535521114039498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://utterlygrateful.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107535521114039498' title=''/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06944689910315702561</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6392008.post-107522270223568125</id><published>2004-01-27T11:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-29T15:04:29.280-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tuesday, January 27th, 2004 11:50am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, isn't this just fantastic? I'm officially a loser. Yes, my name is Jill, and I have finally stooped to the lowest form of boredness ever imagined. HA!&lt;br /&gt;I'm actually 'working' right now. If you call sitting on my bum at the campus library a job, I'm set for life! The people are really nice though, and I get paid to do my homework. Oh YES!&lt;br /&gt;Lately, my life has slowly been slipping into the Twilight Zone. People from my past are coming up again, and it is ODD! I dont mind though, I can never have too many friends! I question peoples motives behind it though... I think I am just someone to occupy their time until someone else of interest trots along. What else is new though?&lt;br /&gt;I was talking to my boy last night on the phone and a weird cell phone number came up on my caller ID. I answered it to hear a freakishly familiar voice. Lo and behold, it was JOSH ROOT. I about peed my pants right then and there. We talked for a while, it was kind of enjoyable. I proceeded to talk to my girl Neep up in Clarion for a little while... only to move onto talking to LEIGH! My senior friend that has been my girl since last year! MY GOD how I missed them...&lt;br /&gt;I get to take my car into the shop today to get fixed after some douche rear ended me the other week! Yeaaaa almost a thousand bucks worth of damage. Super-dee-duper! I get a rental car though, it better not suck. It better have good tires too, since for some reason, God feels the need to blast 60 feet of snow up my bum! It just goes to show no matter how careful you are, someone will ALWAYS mess you up...&lt;br /&gt;Chad is coming over after class. We are going to watch American Idol. After all, we ARE 80 years old. We sit around, watch TV and make out. Sound perfect to anyone else?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6392008-107522270223568125?l=utterlygrateful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6392008/posts/default/107522270223568125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6392008/posts/default/107522270223568125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://utterlygrateful.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107522270223568125' title=''/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06944689910315702561</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></entry></feed>
