<?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-33716552</id><updated>2011-09-16T09:33:02.663-04:00</updated><category term='have passport - will travel'/><category term='the kitchen came with the house'/><title type='text'>tami in transition...</title><subtitle type='html'>just re-arranging deck chairs on the titanic...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamiintransition.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33716552/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamiintransition.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>tami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02804311909706954796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d26/tami1215/Chloe.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>36</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33716552.post-6428944081084169708</id><published>2008-08-05T19:31:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T21:07:45.584-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='have passport - will travel'/><title type='text'>Aloha Bitches!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;So this post is a couple of months late but whatevs.  I figure I need to tell everyone about Hawaii because it was just the best trip ever.  You should go, seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The botanical  gardens and tropical plantation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eDMHlap38Xs/SJjsljRN07I/AAAAAAAAADM/XvYkpRbBHhc/s1600-h/P1010439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eDMHlap38Xs/SJjsljRN07I/AAAAAAAAADM/XvYkpRbBHhc/s320/P1010439.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231191097057596338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;My good friend Mary was getting married to Paul.  I'm not so sure that I believe in soulmates but if I did, they would qualify.  They've been together forever, share a love built on friendship, and are just the most accommodating, caring, and inviting people I have ever met.  When I got the pretty blue invitation asking for my presence in Maui, I was in.  I needed to get away.  I needed this for me but I wanted to be there for them:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eDMHlap38Xs/SJjtnajUvPI/AAAAAAAAADc/4aYd1tPm8C0/s1600-h/P1010583.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eDMHlap38Xs/SJjtnajUvPI/AAAAAAAAADc/4aYd1tPm8C0/s320/P1010583.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231192228588993778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I scored an amazing deal on my Kihei condo through &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://www.vrbo.com/"&gt;vrbo.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;.  I stayed in a gorgeous 1 bedroom, 2 bathroom unit right across from the ocean.  Unfortunately, when I was dumping my camera, the goddamn thing crashed and I lost all of my photos of the interior so here's the link to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://www.vrbo.com/100855"&gt;where I stayed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;.  The unit was listed for sale at $550,000.00USD - that should just about tell you how nice it was.  The link does it no justice.  It was equipped with everything and the hostess was just amazing.  I also scored 1/2 price airfare through &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://www.westjet.com/"&gt;Westjet&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; and got an amazing deal on a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://www.hotwire.com/"&gt;Mustang convertible&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;.  I was set to binge on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1259/743450128_ad418fd181.jpg?v=0"&gt;lavaflows&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; and fresh fish.  Mission accomplished.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The beach across from the condo, Iao Valley through the vog (volcanic fog):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eDMHlap38Xs/SJjrQvLmUyI/AAAAAAAAADE/D5EqipHVWQw/s1600-h/P1010349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eDMHlap38Xs/SJjrQvLmUyI/AAAAAAAAADE/D5EqipHVWQw/s320/P1010349.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231189639966380834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The Kamole Sands grounds:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eDMHlap38Xs/SJjrQZg0-cI/AAAAAAAAAC8/oIMOLWAlTVg/s1600-h/P1010340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eDMHlap38Xs/SJjrQZg0-cI/AAAAAAAAAC8/oIMOLWAlTVg/s320/P1010340.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231189634149841346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;On the south side of Maui, Ahihi Bay with the rain coming in, Molokini in the background:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eDMHlap38Xs/SJjnpSkmRfI/AAAAAAAAACU/CINxviFKfP8/s1600-h/P1010285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eDMHlap38Xs/SJjnpSkmRfI/AAAAAAAAACU/CINxviFKfP8/s320/P1010285.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231185663736825330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;A bunyan tree in Lahaina:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eDMHlap38Xs/SJjpaa00zkI/AAAAAAAAACk/TPDv-H8R310/s1600-h/P1010298_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eDMHlap38Xs/SJjpaa00zkI/AAAAAAAAACk/TPDv-H8R310/s320/P1010298_2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231187607277588034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Stuck in traffic, I look to my left and see this on the side of the road:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eDMHlap38Xs/SJjqKHYcG3I/AAAAAAAAAC0/9qilzZqyams/s1600-h/P1010333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eDMHlap38Xs/SJjqKHYcG3I/AAAAAAAAAC0/9qilzZqyams/s320/P1010333.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231188426691976050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;An enclosed rain forest den of serenity on private property:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eDMHlap38Xs/SJjqJ25OZpI/AAAAAAAAACs/mGzB7wfmJEI/s1600-h/P1010325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eDMHlap38Xs/SJjqJ25OZpI/AAAAAAAAACs/mGzB7wfmJEI/s320/P1010325.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231188422266087058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Me at 10,000 feet - the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://www.nps.gov/hale/"&gt;Haleakala&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; crater:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eDMHlap38Xs/SJjsl1QD0lI/AAAAAAAAADU/qCq0k9GdWck/s1600-h/P1010459.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eDMHlap38Xs/SJjsl1QD0lI/AAAAAAAAADU/qCq0k9GdWck/s320/P1010459.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231191101884584530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://www.waileagolf.com/index.php?linksid=31"&gt;Wailea Golf Club&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; where the wedding was held.  This was where the reception was held and quite possibly one of the most beautiful places on the planet:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eDMHlap38Xs/SJjtnl63X5I/AAAAAAAAADk/9VoT4T8CIzg/s1600-h/P1010618.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eDMHlap38Xs/SJjtnl63X5I/AAAAAAAAADk/9VoT4T8CIzg/s320/P1010618.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231192231640522642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I took over 600 photos but since blogger takes 6 hours to post each one, this is all you're going to get.  I'd go back in a heartbeat, even with the 12 hours of traveling in a tin can above the ocean packed with screaming children and a 6 hour time difference.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;But I digress.  *sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33716552-6428944081084169708?l=tamiintransition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamiintransition.blogspot.com/feeds/6428944081084169708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33716552&amp;postID=6428944081084169708' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33716552/posts/default/6428944081084169708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33716552/posts/default/6428944081084169708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamiintransition.blogspot.com/2008/08/aloha-bitches.html' title='Aloha Bitches!'/><author><name>tami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02804311909706954796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d26/tami1215/Chloe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eDMHlap38Xs/SJjsljRN07I/AAAAAAAAADM/XvYkpRbBHhc/s72-c/P1010439.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33716552.post-6008040499948972296</id><published>2008-01-15T18:46:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T21:07:45.886-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the kitchen came with the house'/><title type='text'>do not adjust your computer monitors...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;For the first and probably last time I venture into the kitchen this year (yes I realize it's January) to cook dinner, I made the one and only  Kraft Dinner.  I was craving it, found a box in the cupboard, took a deep breath, and turned on the burner.  I boiled water.  I added noodles.  And it turned out like this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eDMHlap38Xs/R41It8wLcPI/AAAAAAAAACM/I8I8I7SrvKc/s1600-h/CIMG0188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eDMHlap38Xs/R41It8wLcPI/AAAAAAAAACM/I8I8I7SrvKc/s320/CIMG0188.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155857102648602866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;WTF?!?  I realize I have no business being in a kitchen, have no use for the stove or food preparation in general, but hell - I can read directions!  How does one turn KD orange?  It tasted like ass too.  Booooooo!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Oh, I take no responsibility for the ugly plate.  It's my roommate's.  All of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt; nice stuff is being enjoyed by spiders and dust bunnies while it sits in storage waiting for me to do something with my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;On the other hand, I was promoted at work!  Woo hoo!  Although unfortunately my raise is not high enough for me to hire a cook.  *sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33716552-6008040499948972296?l=tamiintransition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamiintransition.blogspot.com/feeds/6008040499948972296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33716552&amp;postID=6008040499948972296' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33716552/posts/default/6008040499948972296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33716552/posts/default/6008040499948972296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamiintransition.blogspot.com/2008/01/do-not-adjust-your-computer-monitors.html' title='do not adjust your computer monitors...'/><author><name>tami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02804311909706954796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d26/tami1215/Chloe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eDMHlap38Xs/R41It8wLcPI/AAAAAAAAACM/I8I8I7SrvKc/s72-c/CIMG0188.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33716552.post-3607131013747338994</id><published>2008-01-02T12:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T21:07:48.318-05:00</updated><title type='text'>living in a cellular world...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I hate cell phones. I hate standing next to someone in a grocery store yapping about their Friday night plans and being so rude to not even get off the damn thing to pay the cashier. I hate driving next to people who are too busy "like so, whatever" on the phone when they should be, imagine this, DRIVING at a consistent speed, and preferrably in their own lane. I hate listening to obnoxious ringtones while in the movie theatre, library, or coffee shop. Well, maybe it's ignorant rude people I hate, not the cellphone, but whatevs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That being said, they are a necessity and I have made the move to abandon my landline. I am officially one of &lt;em&gt;those&lt;/em&gt; people although I am a respectful user and will just leave it at that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;My current phone is 3 years old, randomly turns itself off, has about 5.7 minutes of battery life per charge, and occasionally just decides that it doesn't feel like making that call right now. Unfortunately, these occurances are no longer infrequent so I'm looking for a new phone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Of course, I'm dying for a new &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.apple.com/iphone/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;iPhone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; to go with my new &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://store.apple.com/1-800-MY-APPLE/WebObjects/canadastore.woa/wa/RSLID?nnmm=browse&amp;amp;mco=7B723661&amp;amp;node=home/shop_mac/family/imac"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;iMac&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; but since it hasn't arrived in Canada yet (and I'm sure when it does it will be about 1/2 my annual salary to buy), I've been looking at other phones. While doing so, I got nostaolgic in thinking about my phones over the years. Let me take you on a journey of my cellular world. My very first cell phone:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150934816724316290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="180" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eDMHlap38Xs/R3vL7MwLcII/AAAAAAAAABU/Rq-_x0GxAPw/s320/nokia252.bmp" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The Nokia 252 in yes, woodgrain (my mom picked it out). Full analogue baby. It was a decent phone for emergencies only. It did its job. Look at the size of that thing! It's like a brick/2-by-4 crossover.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150933270536089714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 96px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 122px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="198" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eDMHlap38Xs/R3vKhMwLcHI/AAAAAAAAABM/EuQweJp_ca8/s320/motorola2260.gif" width="138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;My next phone was the Motorola 2260, otherwise knowns as the peanut phone. Completely not user friendly, had a stupid blue condom thing on it, and was generally just a huge pain in the ass. Needed a freaking NASA engineer to add a contact. The reception was shit even if I was standing next to a tower. From what I can tell, Motorola phones still aren't user friendly. Boo! I hated that stupid thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150936594840776866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eDMHlap38Xs/R3vNiswLcKI/AAAAAAAAABk/lmOadtHnv08/s320/lg1150outside.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150936246948425874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eDMHlap38Xs/R3vNOcwLcJI/AAAAAAAAABc/DwevSkGME6k/s320/LG_1150inside.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;My current phone, the LG 1150 kicks ass. Until recently, it's never given me a problem, it's totally user friendly, and I like it. The problem is it was so rare that I can't even google a picture of it in my color. In the US, it was released in navy. Here it was sold in silver. To apparently about 5 people. But I liked it then, and I like it now. But compared to the new phones, it's an antique. So I'm looking at new ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So for my next poll, which one do you guys like best? Based solely on looks of course. I've lready decided that these phones have the features I need and the reviews have been decent. So, whaddya thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siemens SL75&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150939030087233714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="248" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eDMHlap38Xs/R3vPwcwLcLI/AAAAAAAAABs/oI1Cdd2U2Kc/s320/siemensSL75.jpg" width="232" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sony Ericcson s500&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150939339324879042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="277" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eDMHlap38Xs/R3vQCcwLcMI/AAAAAAAAAB0/hP8GnbJQWt4/s320/sony-ericsson-s500.jpg" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Samsung u600 &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150939841836052690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eDMHlap38Xs/R3vQfswLcNI/AAAAAAAAAB8/1RsOHCNiA4E/s320/GSMSAM1129_SAMSUNG_U600.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Samsung u700&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150940073764286690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eDMHlap38Xs/R3vQtMwLcOI/AAAAAAAAACE/iN1yRmtNEMs/s320/samsung_u700.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The 2 Samsungs come in a dark, slate navy blue too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So, your comments/thoughts/reviews would be greatly appreciated! Thanks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33716552-3607131013747338994?l=tamiintransition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamiintransition.blogspot.com/feeds/3607131013747338994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33716552&amp;postID=3607131013747338994' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33716552/posts/default/3607131013747338994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33716552/posts/default/3607131013747338994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamiintransition.blogspot.com/2008/01/living-in-cellular-world.html' title='living in a cellular world...'/><author><name>tami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02804311909706954796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d26/tami1215/Chloe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eDMHlap38Xs/R3vL7MwLcII/AAAAAAAAABU/Rq-_x0GxAPw/s72-c/nokia252.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33716552.post-4662582097259959758</id><published>2007-04-09T11:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T21:07:49.207-05:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthday chloe!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051448876079701186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eDMHlap38Xs/RhpZ_TPG3MI/AAAAAAAAAAk/mK430O5BdZQ/s320/100_2131.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051449022108589266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eDMHlap38Xs/RhpaHzPG3NI/AAAAAAAAAAs/nFCMuhKuhpA/s320/100_2129.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051449159547542754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eDMHlap38Xs/RhpaPzPG3OI/AAAAAAAAAA0/tWD_ZHo39Rg/s320/100_2130.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;she covers my clothing in puff with pride. she can school a kong with any stuffing in under 30 seconds flat. she sleeps like it's a sport. she's bitchy, stubborn, and selfish but only because she knows she can be. she prefers the -20 degree weather to balmy spring conditions. she smiles. to her, i am second only to food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;chloe is 7 today. seven. when i got her she weighed 2.5lbs. now, she's pushing 16lbs although i swear half of that is puff. she has followed me through 4 different moves without ever complaining. she adapts to any situation including road trips. when i come home she welcomes me like i've been gone for a month. when i'm home, she follows me like a shadow. she wants for nothing and asks only for milkbones. happy birthday princess puff!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051449370000940274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eDMHlap38Xs/RhpacDPG3PI/AAAAAAAAAA8/eat675dy4GU/s320/P1010121.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33716552-4662582097259959758?l=tamiintransition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamiintransition.blogspot.com/feeds/4662582097259959758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33716552&amp;postID=4662582097259959758' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33716552/posts/default/4662582097259959758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33716552/posts/default/4662582097259959758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamiintransition.blogspot.com/2007/04/happy-birthday-chloe.html' title='happy birthday chloe!'/><author><name>tami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02804311909706954796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d26/tami1215/Chloe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eDMHlap38Xs/RhpZ_TPG3MI/AAAAAAAAAAk/mK430O5BdZQ/s72-c/100_2131.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33716552.post-4684175629016649538</id><published>2007-03-06T18:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T21:07:49.422-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the "10 dogs with spots" theory...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i'm not going to lie to you, i am not good at math. while i quite fondly recall saying, "when the hell am i ever going to use this stuff?" in high school (and now realizing that i got to the ripe old age of 29 without actually using most of it), i did struggle. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;today i got this in an email:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038860564939740130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eDMHlap38Xs/Re2g_J31E-I/AAAAAAAAAAY/o1YumolcIDA/s320/findX.gif" border="0" /&gt;which made me laugh so hard because i am quite confident that i actually put this on an assignment in mr. eaton's legendary grade 10 math class. the class where the same kid was sent EVERY DAY to the office accompanied by the entire class singing "na na na nah, na na na nah, hey hey hey, good bye!" the same class where ashley and i were allowed to write our tests together because our combined efforts were still hit-or-miss on a passing grade. the very class where the "10 dogs with spots" theory was born. allow me to explain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;mr. eaton posed the question: 10x - x = ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;now, the correct answer is 9x. mine and ashley's answer was 10. our explanation? if you have 10 dogs with spots, and you take away the spots, you still have 10 dogs. made sense to us. i think mr. eaton thought we'd make great trailer park wives one day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33716552-4684175629016649538?l=tamiintransition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamiintransition.blogspot.com/feeds/4684175629016649538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33716552&amp;postID=4684175629016649538' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33716552/posts/default/4684175629016649538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33716552/posts/default/4684175629016649538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamiintransition.blogspot.com/2007/03/10-dogs-with-spots-theory.html' title='the &quot;10 dogs with spots&quot; theory...'/><author><name>tami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02804311909706954796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d26/tami1215/Chloe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eDMHlap38Xs/Re2g_J31E-I/AAAAAAAAAAY/o1YumolcIDA/s72-c/findX.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33716552.post-5745816940052398100</id><published>2007-03-02T14:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T12:40:08.507-05:00</updated><title type='text'>are you rotting inside?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;tv has no shame. not that it did before but my god. i just flipped past an &lt;a href="http://abtrimmer.com/default.asp"&gt;infomercial &lt;/a&gt;discussing how our digestive systems are rotting and that is why our farts and breath smell so bad. no, i'm not kidding. as i type this, they are now discussing the size, consistency, and formation of bowel movements. the visual of a loaf surfing through the g.i. tract was especially pleasing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;yesterday, i attended a session on &lt;a href="http://www.mah.gov.on.ca/userfiles/HTML/nts_1_23647_1.html"&gt;bill 51 &lt;/a&gt;at the &lt;a href="http://www.oakvilleconference.com/"&gt;oakville convention centre&lt;/a&gt;. nice place, good session, lots of important info, go to see some ex-OMB staffers and catch up. it was good. the drive home, not so good. it took 6.75 hours to get home. it took only an hour and twenty minutes to get there, and that was during morning rush hour. people were running out of gas and just abandoning their cars in the middle of lanes. it was horrendous, ridiculous, and road cleaning crews from halton/peel region need to take some lessons from york region. 'nuff said. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33716552-5745816940052398100?l=tamiintransition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamiintransition.blogspot.com/feeds/5745816940052398100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33716552&amp;postID=5745816940052398100' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33716552/posts/default/5745816940052398100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33716552/posts/default/5745816940052398100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamiintransition.blogspot.com/2007/03/are-you-rotting-inside.html' title='are you rotting inside?'/><author><name>tami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02804311909706954796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d26/tami1215/Chloe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33716552.post-117250235039001290</id><published>2007-02-26T09:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T10:05:50.403-05:00</updated><title type='text'>omigod...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;they have made &lt;a href="http://catwomantexas.blogspot.com/2007/02/day-1-all-over-again.html#comments"&gt;special K with chocolate&lt;/a&gt;. now THAT is the best diet food i have ever heard of.  in canada, we get special K with strawberries.  in the USA, they get chocolate.  i call foul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;my weekend sucked.  all of my plans to go jetsetting, clubbing, and having a life again in ottawa were scuttled.  so instead i watched a one-hour special on lindsay lohan (wtf?), lost iq points by endulging in &lt;a href="http://www.vh1.com/shows/dyn/flavor_of_love_2/series_about.jhtml"&gt;flava of love 2&lt;/a&gt; (totally worth it), and did laundry.  meh.  waste of a weekend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;my blogging has been lacking lately.  probably more or less a state of mind but i'm losing interest in it.  probably because my own life is bland and i really have nothing to say right now but meh.  i'm going to blame in on february and all the blahs that come with it.  but also probably because i can't really say what i want to.  my own fault for not making it anonymous.  so bear with me while i figure out what to do with it.  maybe if/when something worthwhile actually happens, then i'll have some content.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;ttfn...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33716552-117250235039001290?l=tamiintransition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamiintransition.blogspot.com/feeds/117250235039001290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33716552&amp;postID=117250235039001290' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33716552/posts/default/117250235039001290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33716552/posts/default/117250235039001290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamiintransition.blogspot.com/2007/02/omigod.html' title='omigod...'/><author><name>tami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02804311909706954796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d26/tami1215/Chloe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33716552.post-117025517608697259</id><published>2007-01-31T09:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T09:52:56.100-05:00</updated><title type='text'>well duh...</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Not a Cook&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyouagoodcookquiz/not-a-cook.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know cooking isn't for you, and you wouldn't even consider trying to make a homecooked meal.&lt;br /&gt;And this is a very good thing. You've saved all your friends and family from unintentional food poisoning!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouagoodcookquiz/"&gt;Are You A Good Cook?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33716552-117025517608697259?l=tamiintransition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamiintransition.blogspot.com/feeds/117025517608697259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33716552&amp;postID=117025517608697259' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33716552/posts/default/117025517608697259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33716552/posts/default/117025517608697259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamiintransition.blogspot.com/2007/01/well-duh.html' title='well duh...'/><author><name>tami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02804311909706954796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d26/tami1215/Chloe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33716552.post-116933670902346251</id><published>2007-01-20T18:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T18:47:44.513-05:00</updated><title type='text'>tee hee, this website is a GENIUS...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;in high school, i remember having a poster on my bedroom door that said, "51% sweetheart, 49% bitch. don't push it." then i found this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 54% Angry&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/howangryareyouquiz/angry-3.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Generally, you are not an angry person.&lt;br /&gt;But you're easily frustrated and enraged. You have one heck of a temper.&lt;br /&gt;And because of your anger, you tend to feel resentful and even spiteful.&lt;br /&gt;You already know how to quell your anger. You just need to do it more often.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howangryareyouquiz/"&gt;How Angry Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33716552-116933670902346251?l=tamiintransition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamiintransition.blogspot.com/feeds/116933670902346251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33716552&amp;postID=116933670902346251' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33716552/posts/default/116933670902346251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33716552/posts/default/116933670902346251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamiintransition.blogspot.com/2007/01/tee-hee-this-website-is-genius.html' title='tee hee, this website is a GENIUS...'/><author><name>tami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02804311909706954796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d26/tami1215/Chloe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33716552.post-116839454979107019</id><published>2007-01-09T21:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T21:04:05.056-05:00</updated><title type='text'>theme from twilight zone...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;so i did one of those quick and dirty career tests.  and yeah, it's exactly who i am (except for the librarian and museum curator parts - hell no).  how can they figure that out in 6 freakin questions???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Career Personality: Idealistic, Service-Oriented, and Future-Oriented&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/quickanddirtycareertest/infj.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Ideal Careers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alternative health practitioner&lt;br /&gt;Architect&lt;br /&gt;Environmental lawyer&lt;br /&gt;Librarian&lt;br /&gt;Magazine editor&lt;br /&gt;Museum curator&lt;br /&gt;Novelist&lt;br /&gt;Nutritionist&lt;br /&gt;Photo journalist&lt;br /&gt;Playwright&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/quickanddirtycareertest/"&gt;The Quick and Dirty Career Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33716552-116839454979107019?l=tamiintransition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamiintransition.blogspot.com/feeds/116839454979107019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33716552&amp;postID=116839454979107019' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33716552/posts/default/116839454979107019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33716552/posts/default/116839454979107019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamiintransition.blogspot.com/2007/01/theme-from-twilight-zone.html' title='theme from twilight zone...'/><author><name>tami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02804311909706954796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d26/tami1215/Chloe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33716552.post-116839811444073373</id><published>2007-01-01T21:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T22:01:54.453-05:00</updated><title type='text'>happy christmas, merry new year, blah blah blah...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hi everyone! hope you all had a wonderful christmas and new years with your family and friends. i had a terrific, but short break, which included a ridiculous amount of food, not enough time to spend with friends, not enough money to shop with, and ended up accomplishing the square root of nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;cheers to a better 2007 because 2006 couldn't possibly be any worse!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33716552-116839811444073373?l=tamiintransition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamiintransition.blogspot.com/feeds/116839811444073373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33716552&amp;postID=116839811444073373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33716552/posts/default/116839811444073373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33716552/posts/default/116839811444073373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamiintransition.blogspot.com/2007/01/happy-christmas-merry-new-year-blah.html' title='happy christmas, merry new year, blah blah blah...'/><author><name>tami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02804311909706954796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d26/tami1215/Chloe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33716552.post-116619631341019393</id><published>2006-12-15T09:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T10:55:07.156-05:00</updated><title type='text'>it's my birthday and i'll blog if i want to...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;to recognize my 29th birthday, i have launched a new website devoted to the coming of age and entering into the next decade. it's called &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://30isthenewblack.wordpress.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;30 is the new black&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have considered that most of my friends are turning 30 in 2007, have already been 30 several times now, or will be turning 30 eventually. we haven't done anything BIG to recognize this achievement so, in true tami fashion, i propose as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;a 30th birthday celebration to honour all of us: friends, family, acquaintances, and randoms who want to recognize their 30 birthday in a alcohol fueled, adventure filled event with drunk and debaucherous overtones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;put aside $25-$50 a paycheck starting in january (there's a new years resolution for you). you can get a 4 day, 3 night, 4 star strip hotel and air trip now from toronto for $450CDN a person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;to be held in las vegas, nevada in the second 1/2 of 2007. think about it. we could party in bars along side pantyless celebrities. how cool is THAT?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://30isthenewblack.wordpress.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;website &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;is expected to be a forum to discuss and plan this event so please check and contribute often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;remember, it's not just for my 30th birthday, it's for ALL OF YOUR 30th birthdays too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there you have it... my birthday wish.  i'm going to go blow out the candles on my cake now, all 29 of them. get the fire extinguisher ready!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;div 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to...'/><author><name>tami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02804311909706954796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d26/tami1215/Chloe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33716552.post-116595679407920078</id><published>2006-12-12T15:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T15:54:49.270-05:00</updated><title type='text'>i would like to introduce you to...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;my new camera!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1790/3706/1600/854406/camera.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="231" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1790/3706/320/84794/camera.jpg" width="209" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;purchased new in the states for HALF of what it costs here. seriously. HALF. i know the U.S. has more purchasing power than us but &lt;em&gt;half&lt;/em&gt;? that's incredible. i'll be getting it around christmas time and look forward to using it. and no, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i don't feel guilty about this purchase at all because:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;a) the camera is paid for &lt;em&gt;in its entirety&lt;/em&gt; due to me selling useless crap on ebay,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;b) my old camera is a piece of shit and should be punted into a lake,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;c) HALF the price of what i could get it for here. HALF. it's a BARGAIN, and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;c) i deserve it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;a nasty stomach virus is going around my office. i have cloroxed my keyboard, mouse, phone, desk, and santized my hands like 10 times. i hope i can avoid the nastiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;speaking of nasty, there is a box of brandy filled chocolates in our lunchroom at work. at the best of times, liquor filled chocolates taste like ass. obviously, they were donated by some bitter client who was regifting but c'mon! bring on the turtles and the after 8s! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33716552-116595679407920078?l=tamiintransition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamiintransition.blogspot.com/feeds/116595679407920078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33716552&amp;postID=116595679407920078' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33716552/posts/default/116595679407920078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33716552/posts/default/116595679407920078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamiintransition.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-would-like-to-introduce-you-to.html' title='i would like to introduce you to...'/><author><name>tami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02804311909706954796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d26/tami1215/Chloe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33716552.post-116559513245397080</id><published>2006-12-08T19:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T11:27:29.913-05:00</updated><title type='text'>camera poll results...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so where should i get my new camera from?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;answer 1: ship camera to friends in USA, have said friends re-ship camera to me or bring me camera at xmas time and pray the damn thing doesn't break. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;result: 62.5%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;answer 2: have camera shipped from the USA to Canada and pay the freakin taxes, duties, brokerage, bend over fees, (still cheaper than buying it here) and pray that the camera doesn't break.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;result: 12.5%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;answer 3: pay the extra $220, buy the damn thing in canada, and be miffed that the americans get such better deals than us but at least have canadian warranty piece of mind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;result: 25%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;summary: the overwhelming response is a big fuck you to canadian customs and the lack of canadian purchasing power to have the same things as the USA at a comparable cost. love it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33716552-116559513245397080?l=tamiintransition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamiintransition.blogspot.com/feeds/116559513245397080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33716552&amp;postID=116559513245397080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33716552/posts/default/116559513245397080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33716552/posts/default/116559513245397080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamiintransition.blogspot.com/2006/12/camera-poll-results.html' title='camera poll results...'/><author><name>tami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02804311909706954796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d26/tami1215/Chloe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33716552.post-116559392145524853</id><published>2006-12-08T13:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T11:26:55.166-05:00</updated><title type='text'>biting the bullet, buying snow tires...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;tuesday night was the inaugural meeting of the new council. we have a new mayor, and one who is very progressive. while i expect the new year to be especially busy because of this, it renews my enthusiasm for my job.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;after the formalities, i was introduced to the firefighters that were running the (open) bar. let's summarize that:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;a) firefighters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;b) open bar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i think it's safe to assume that it was a good night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;in more financially draining news, i'm buying snowtires. they go on the car tonight. it's a setback but i think my life is worth it. a co-worker whose spouse works for a dealership scored me tires and rims at his costs so i am saving dough but still, i'm trying not to throw down huge wads of cash on anything right now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;especially since whatever i decide to do come spring, will require money and a lot of it. i will be posting a new poll soon, one seeking advice on that front. stay tuned...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33716552-116559392145524853?l=tamiintransition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamiintransition.blogspot.com/feeds/116559392145524853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33716552&amp;postID=116559392145524853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33716552/posts/default/116559392145524853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33716552/posts/default/116559392145524853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamiintransition.blogspot.com/2006/12/biting-bullet-buying-snow-tires.html' title='biting the bullet, buying snow tires...'/><author><name>tami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02804311909706954796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d26/tami1215/Chloe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33716552.post-116544090386421081</id><published>2006-12-06T13:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T10:51:31.550-05:00</updated><title type='text'>catch up...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;on monday, i attended a forum on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ontla.on.ca/documents/Bills/38_Parliament/session2/b130_e.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;bill 130 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;at the toronto board of trade. i thought it would be more of an educational forum to learn what bill 130 meant to municipalities and other economic development practitioners. however, the format was far more political than i anticipated. i was sitting at a table with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lindajeffrey.onmpp.ca/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;linda jeffrey, MPP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;, her parliamentary assistant, and three commissioners from municipal affairs and housing. the session was much more of a "this is what the mcguinty government is doing" rather than "this is what bill 130 means to you" like i was expecting. regardless, i appreciated what &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sandrapupatello.onmpp.ca/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;sandra pupatello, MPP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; spoke to and like i always do at these things, was re-invigorated about my job and its possibilities. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;the best thing about this event was that &lt;a href="http://taminmatti.blogspot.com/2005/12/playing-catch-up.html"&gt;dena&lt;/a&gt; was there. when i was still in OAC, apprehensive about leaving home, and contemplating what to do with the rest of my life (hmmmmm...sounds familiar), i went to the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.uwaterloo.ca/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;university of waterloo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;march break high school open house and dena was my tour guide. when i chose to do my undergrad at waterloo, dena was my frosh leader, and ever since has been a dear friend and mentor. always enthusiastic, always engergetic, and always focused - dena is very much a person i wish i was more like. every time we get together to "catch up", i always leave feeling like i am a smarter and better person for knowing her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;in financial news, my quest to purge my home of all things unneccessary has seen me list an absurd amount of items on ebay. as of today, i have officially made enough money to pay for my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://tamiintransition.blogspot.com/2006/10/assvice-please.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;new camera &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;in its entirety! yea me! marko &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;has graciously offered to bring the camera with him when he visits his family this christmas so it should be in my grubby little hands by january. i need to keep devoiding my home of all things crap so that &lt;a href="http://taminmatti.blogspot.com/2006/10/important-public-service-announcement.html"&gt;when i move &lt;/a&gt;into a tiny place, by myself, and with only 1 salary:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;a) i can fit,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;b) there will be room for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://tamiintransition.blogspot.com/2006/11/chloe-also-known-as.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;chloe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;, and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;c) i can spend my efforts on hobbies and activities that i really enjoy rather than being buried under a mountainous pile of crap that i can not or will not use during the rest of my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;in the "holy crap it's already december 6" file, i must immediately send out christmas cards, &lt;a href="http://taminmatti.blogspot.com/2006/10/important-public-service-announcement.html"&gt;notification that the wedding will not be held in two weeks in the bahamas&lt;/a&gt; cards, and start shopping before the malls get so insanely packed with everyone and everything annoying that i go in there throwing punches just to find that sweater or book or random thing that i should have picked up last month when i saw it in the first place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;my birthday is in 9 days. i'll be 29 &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;holy fuck&lt;/span&gt; years old. 2007 will be the big 3-0. there will be a seperate announcement (and probably multiple posts) about that one. if you are feeling wealthy and want to get me a gift, i'd love a 50" samsung plasma tv, laser eye surgery, and a vacation to somewhere warm and indulgent. kidding. well 1/2 kidding. when i finally get my ass around to planning a proper birthday celebration, i'd just be impressed if people showed up to drink and dance with me. location to be determined but due to previous exploits, i hope it will be new territory not previously tainted with the likes of my boys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33716552-116544090386421081?l=tamiintransition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamiintransition.blogspot.com/feeds/116544090386421081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33716552&amp;postID=116544090386421081' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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party. this is the email:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"It’s that time of year again when we must gather to break bread, give thanks, and pretend to enjoy each other’s company. Just kidding about the pretend thing – you ladies are a delight and Mark is growing on me. Please let me know if lunch suits you on this day. I’m thinking beer, bacon wrapped sausages, and a hot tub for five."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;responses ranged from "what about a keg, tequila body shots, and a stripper from the VI?" to "i'm always up for a good time" and "let's have it &lt;a href="http://www.hooters.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;if we're not all written up by HR at the end of the day, it will be a miracle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33716552-116533750893784297?l=tamiintransition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamiintransition.blogspot.com/feeds/116533750893784297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>shocker...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ca.news.yahoo.com/s/capress/tories_women"&gt;tories to close most status of women bureaus.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i guess &lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/world/americas/6174986.stm"&gt;buying quebecoise votes&lt;/a&gt;, reversing the decision on &lt;a href="http://www.cbc.ca/news/story/2005/11/29/harper-smaesex051129.html"&gt;gay marriage&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://www.ctv.ca/servlet/ArticleNews/story/CTVNews/20060226/day_registry_060226/20060226?hub=QPeriod"&gt;promoting guns &lt;/a&gt;didn't alienate enough canadians.  might as well go after everyone else non-male, non-white, and non-heterosexual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33716552-116485311845547300?l=tamiintransition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamiintransition.blogspot.com/feeds/116485311845547300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33716552&amp;postID=116485311845547300' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33716552/posts/default/116485311845547300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33716552/posts/default/116485311845547300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamiintransition.blogspot.com/2006/11/shocker.html' title='shocker...'/><author><name>tami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02804311909706954796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d26/tami1215/Chloe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33716552.post-116442103225307467</id><published>2006-11-24T21:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T10:00:24.626-05:00</updated><title type='text'>chloe, also known as...</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;the chloenator &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;the puffanator &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;pookie &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;the portly pack of puff &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;the killer puff ball&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;porkchop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;porkie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;furball&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;puffball&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;princess puff &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;wookie wookie &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;sweetie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;puff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;fatty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;chunk chunks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;bitchy bitchies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;chloe après grooming, all bashful: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1790/3706/320/688011/chloebashful.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;chloe, all "enough with the flash, now where's my biscuit biatch?":&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1790/3706/320/781089/chloebiscuit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;at sarah's (the groomer), chloe completely ignores all commands. however, once the biscuits come out, the dog could be on fire and would not care. sarah: "wow, she's really food motivated, eh?" um yeah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1790/3706/320/693412/100_1929.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;mom cut out my &lt;a href="www.thestar.com/horoscope"&gt;horoscope &lt;/a&gt;the other day. it's quite optimistic. wish i could be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"It is far better to know that you don't know than to think you know when you don't. Give this notion a little thought. The lack of clarity in your life at this time is happening for a good reason. All will be revealed in the natural course of time."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;huh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33716552-116442103225307467?l=tamiintransition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamiintransition.blogspot.com/feeds/116442103225307467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33716552&amp;postID=116442103225307467' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33716552/posts/default/116442103225307467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33716552/posts/default/116442103225307467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamiintransition.blogspot.com/2006/11/chloe-also-known-as.html' title='chloe, also known as...'/><author><name>tami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02804311909706954796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d26/tami1215/Chloe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33716552.post-116407953358551940</id><published>2006-11-20T22:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T22:25:33.786-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"lovely"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;on wednesday, november 15 arthur "ben" bennett passed away.  suddenly.  unexpectedly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his daughter kody was my roomate in first year of university. we had never met before the day we were thrown into a 10' x 10' cement cell and told to live together for a year. by years end, we were the only roomates on the floor still talking to one another. although we were on opposite co-op streams and rarely in the same town as each other afterwards, we've always kept in touch and always had a bond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have always marvelled at her family closeness, their ability to celebrate ANY occasion, and the overall optimism of anything to do with life. the minute you meet any member of her family, you are family. their family home truly felt like a second home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in recent years, the family has been challenged with gutwrenching &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://taminmatti.blogspot.com/2006/04/be-nice-to-me-ive-had-hard-day.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;adversity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;. just when you couldn't possibly fathom anything else happening to such a good, strong, and fun loving household, ben was taking from them and us, way too soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ben always had the best hugs. the glass was always full. everything was always "lovely." and on saturday, the family had such a beautiful celebration of his life that my heart just hurts talking about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were instructed to "wear our brightest colours for ben". kody's wonderful friends had more food brought to the house than an italian wedding for 400 people. the funnest, happiest pictures of the family were blown up and framed around the house. and we laughed. and danced. and cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the whole time i could just imagine ben thinking how "lovely" it all was. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33716552-116407953358551940?l=tamiintransition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamiintransition.blogspot.com/feeds/116407953358551940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33716552&amp;postID=116407953358551940' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33716552/posts/default/116407953358551940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33716552/posts/default/116407953358551940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamiintransition.blogspot.com/2006/11/lovely.html' title='&quot;lovely&quot;'/><author><name>tami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02804311909706954796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d26/tami1215/Chloe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33716552.post-116364672176489752</id><published>2006-11-15T22:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T12:00:19.966-05:00</updated><title type='text'>youtube - quite possibly the best thing since the internet...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;this post is just random youtube clips that made me laugh. i hope they make you laugh too. use volume. and discretion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IdSaDbVj3t8"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IdSaDbVj3t8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YobYd7U7cuk"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YobYd7U7cuk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6MrgAlnFmVk"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6MrgAlnFmVk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/isioSgFoxww"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/isioSgFoxww" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33716552-116364672176489752?l=tamiintransition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamiintransition.blogspot.com/feeds/116364672176489752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33716552&amp;postID=116364672176489752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33716552/posts/default/116364672176489752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33716552/posts/default/116364672176489752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamiintransition.blogspot.com/2006/11/youtube-quite-possibly-best-thing.html' title='youtube - quite possibly the best thing since the internet...'/><author><name>tami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02804311909706954796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d26/tami1215/Chloe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33716552.post-116274378484527746</id><published>2006-11-05T11:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T11:23:04.860-05:00</updated><title type='text'>post halloween traumatic stress disorder...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;+275 pieces of candy purchased.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-30 pieces of candy consumed by purchasers of said candy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-245 window banging, sugar crazed children&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;equals:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1790/3706/320/100_1959.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;no candy left by 7:20 p.m.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;smashed pumpkins all over street&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;me shaking heads at parents who seem to think that it is acceptable to walk their children around the neighbourhood drinking out of bottles of beer and smoking pot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33716552-116274378484527746?l=tamiintransition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d26/tami1215/Chloe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33716552.post-116231450400654141</id><published>2006-10-31T08:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T12:08:24.283-05:00</updated><title type='text'>happy halloween!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1790/3706/1600/happyhalloweenflash.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1790/3706/320/happyhalloweenflash.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33716552-116231450400654141?l=tamiintransition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamiintransition.blogspot.com/feeds/116231450400654141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33716552&amp;postID=116231450400654141' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33716552/posts/default/116231450400654141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33716552/posts/default/116231450400654141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamiintransition.blogspot.com/2006/10/happy-halloween.html' title='happy halloween!!!'/><author><name>tami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02804311909706954796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d26/tami1215/Chloe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33716552.post-116198254890879322</id><published>2006-10-28T10:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T16:55:48.923-04:00</updated><title type='text'>and the magic 8 ball says...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;pulled out of a fortune cookie this week:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1790/3706/1600/fortune.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1790/3706/320/fortune.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;obviously, we're not going to san fran this weekend.  financially, probably the better move.  work wise, definitely a better move.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;but still, i'm stuck in this damp, grey, rainy wasteland with nothing to look forward to and the camera question has yet to be answered...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;diversions of course.  the real question being what the goddamn hell am i going to do with the rest of my life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33716552-116198254890879322?l=tamiintransition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamiintransition.blogspot.com/feeds/116198254890879322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33716552&amp;postID=116198254890879322' title='1 Comments'/><link 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week, shawn was driving through southern simcoe county behind this pick up truck:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1790/3706/320/master%20bait%20farms.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;in case you can't read that, it says, "master bait farm, home of the big chub, making money hand over fist."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1790/3706/1600/master%20bait%20farms.1.jpg"&gt;&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/33716552-116197540879877076?l=tamiintransition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamiintransition.blogspot.com/feeds/116197540879877076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33716552&amp;postID=116197540879877076' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33716552/posts/default/116197540879877076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33716552/posts/default/116197540879877076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamiintransition.blogspot.com/2006/10/as-seen-in-simcoe-county.html' title='as seen in simcoe county...'/><author><name>tami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02804311909706954796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d26/tami1215/Chloe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33716552.post-116188668187953741</id><published>2006-10-26T16:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T13:43:56.970-04:00</updated><title type='text'>got milk?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;okay, so i've been making considerable efforts to drink more milk. i've always liked milk, i have it every day with cereal, etc. but as i approach 30, i've been making sure to increase my calcium intake with yogurt, cottage cheese, supplements, and of course, milk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;it's 11am so i head to the fridge to get my carton. quick look at the date - excellent, december 2006. open and gulp. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;something nasty slids down my esophagus. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;what the hell was that!?! i look into the carton, yellow liquid looks back. i throw the carton into the garbage with such force, that it dumps all over the place. i spit oh-so-lady-like several times into the garbage pail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;again, i pick up the carton and look at it. the offender:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1790/3706/320/got%20milk.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;nasty. my stomach does not deal well with egg. for the remainder of the day, i feel like i am constantly trying not to throw. mark, who thinks this is the funniest shit ever, says to me, "can't you just feel the placenta dangling off your tonsils?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33716552-116188668187953741?l=tamiintransition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamiintransition.blogspot.com/feeds/116188668187953741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33716552&amp;postID=116188668187953741' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33716552/posts/default/116188668187953741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33716552/posts/default/116188668187953741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamiintransition.blogspot.com/2006/10/got-milk.html' title='got milk?'/><author><name>tami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02804311909706954796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d26/tami1215/Chloe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33716552.post-116135611763483950</id><published>2006-10-20T10:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T14:01:56.243-04:00</updated><title type='text'>5 years...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And I'll be happy for you&lt;br /&gt;If you can be happy for me&lt;br /&gt;We have changed but we're still the same&lt;br /&gt;After all that we've been through&lt;br /&gt;I know we're cool...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- gwen stefani "cool"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;it has been exactly 5 years since matti and i met. this morning we gave each other a big hug and wished each other a good day. tonight, i will head to burlington to spend the weekend with the guys drinking, dancing, and laughing. it will be good for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1790/3706/1600/dickstrck.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1790/3706/1600/dickstrck.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1790/3706/1600/dickstrck.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 153px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 137px" height="164" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1790/3706/200/dickstrck.jpg" width="183" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;on my drive to work this morning, i was behind a pick-up with the license plate "DICKSTRCK". huh. (i thought MTO censored these things?) regardless, it reminded me of a co-worker who said she only got married because she was "fuckstruck", made me laugh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;sometimes, laughter really is the best medicine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;must pack: pomtinis, fms, id, $, camera?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33716552-116135611763483950?l=tamiintransition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamiintransition.blogspot.com/feeds/116135611763483950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33716552&amp;postID=116135611763483950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33716552/posts/default/116135611763483950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33716552/posts/default/116135611763483950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamiintransition.blogspot.com/2006/10/5-years.html' title='5 years...'/><author><name>tami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02804311909706954796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d26/tami1215/Chloe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33716552.post-116058370358158697</id><published>2006-10-11T11:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T12:19:59.660-04:00</updated><title type='text'>yea me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;when i got to work today, there was a huge cardboard envelope waiting for me in my inbox.  my first thought was, "oh god what kind of new found torture is this?"  but alas, i opened it to find my &lt;a href="http://www.fes.uwaterloo.ca/led/index.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;certificate in economic development&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/a&gt;from the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.uwaterloo.ca/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;university of waterloo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;.  woo hoo!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;of course it's wrinkled to shit (thanks canada post) and there are some misplaced ink splotches on it, but hey, my name is spelt correctly so it's all good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33716552-116058370358158697?l=tamiintransition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamiintransition.blogspot.com/feeds/116058370358158697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33716552&amp;postID=116058370358158697' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33716552/posts/default/116058370358158697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33716552/posts/default/116058370358158697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamiintransition.blogspot.com/2006/10/yea-me.html' title='yea me!'/><author><name>tami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02804311909706954796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d26/tami1215/Chloe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33716552.post-116053003293031938</id><published>2006-10-10T21:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T11:21:11.726-04:00</updated><title type='text'>i kid you not...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;this&lt;/em&gt; is the weather forecast for the next week:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1790/3706/320/October.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;how freakin' depressing is &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33716552-116053003293031938?l=tamiintransition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamiintransition.blogspot.com/feeds/116053003293031938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33716552&amp;postID=116053003293031938' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33716552/posts/default/116053003293031938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33716552/posts/default/116053003293031938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamiintransition.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-kid-you-not.html' title='i kid you not...'/><author><name>tami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02804311909706954796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d26/tami1215/Chloe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33716552.post-116014873586483385</id><published>2006-10-06T20:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T11:49:44.966-04:00</updated><title type='text'>assvice please!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i like photography. i know a good pic when i see one but like a good carpenter, if you haven't got the tools, then the job just isn't going to get done right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the camera i have now is a piece of crap. for the love of god, we won it at a staff christmas party. in its defence, it was great at the time and did give me some good pictures from england and vegas but i am very disappointed in my shots from DC. so, i have decided that it's time for a new one. a decent one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here's the deal. after hours of painstaking research and justification budgeting, i have found the camera for me. the bigger problem being that i can save major cash (like $220 - seriously) by getting it from the USA. however, by buying it in the USA, the warranty is void in canada. i have to buy the camera in canada for it to have a canadian warranty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sidenote: matti and i have been talking about going to san fran for a week in october/november. we can get a sweet deal on a flight out of buffalo and can stay at marko and christine's making it a great budget get-away. besides, i've always wanted to visit san fransisco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, people what do i do? assvice sought... please and thank you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33716552-116014873586483385?l=tamiintransition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamiintransition.blogspot.com/feeds/116014873586483385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33716552&amp;postID=116014873586483385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33716552/posts/default/116014873586483385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33716552/posts/default/116014873586483385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamiintransition.blogspot.com/2006/10/assvice-please.html' title='assvice please!'/><author><name>tami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02804311909706954796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d26/tami1215/Chloe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33716552.post-116014406300305674</id><published>2006-10-05T21:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T23:59:44.390-04:00</updated><title type='text'>stupidity kills...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;on my usual formula 1 race to work, i pass a dump truck lying at a 45 degree angle in the ditch. it's flanked by two huge tow trucks with cranes. as it has been raining at typhoon levels for weeks now, i thought that maybe the truck was passing someone on the right and given the soft shoulder, slid into the ditch. i later found out that the driver, with a full load of gravel, was not paying attention while reading a map. i am thankful now for the ditch and that she missed the 20 or so kids who wait for their school bus 20 feet away. moron.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the long standing joke in ontario is that there are 4 seasons: almost-winter, winter, still winter, and construction. during construction season, of course a bridge i take every day to work has been undergoing repairs. the sign says "april to september". as i recall, construction started in late march but what evs, if it's not construction, it's school bus traffic so regardless, i'll still be late for work. (side note: for those who know me, this is not a shock. i'm known to run on "tami standard time" which means at least 10 minutes late for everything.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;anyhow, they have &lt;a href="http://www.crashcushions.com/images/pts.jpg"&gt;this contraption &lt;/a&gt;set up so that traffic on the bridge is reduced to one lane while the other lane is used by workers. so every 5 mintues or so, the one working lane works for eastbound traffic, then the next 5 mintues for westbound, etc. so there i am, stuck in the queue, using my 5 mintues to finish dressing (doing up shirt, brushing hair, checking palm pilot for important meetings i may be missing, etc.) when the light turns green and all the other impatient commuters surge ahead. all of a sudden, everyone slams on their brakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why you ask? because some moron yapping on the cell phone is driving the wrong way on the one-way bridge. instead of getting off the phone and reversing to the other side of the bridge, she pulls onto the side of the bridge where the workers are and keeps driving/yapping like nothing is wrong! almost plows into 10 construction workers and head-on into a row of cars but does not see the point in getting off the phone! grrrrrrrrrrr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, please note how bridge repairs were to be finished in september and they are STILL working on it in october. (fuming mad - how dare &lt;em&gt;they&lt;/em&gt; make &lt;em&gt;me&lt;/em&gt; late) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33716552-116014406300305674?l=tamiintransition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamiintransition.blogspot.com/feeds/116014406300305674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33716552&amp;postID=116014406300305674' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33716552/posts/default/116014406300305674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33716552/posts/default/116014406300305674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamiintransition.blogspot.com/2006/10/stupidity-kills.html' title='stupidity kills...'/><author><name>tami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02804311909706954796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d26/tami1215/Chloe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33716552.post-115973290760897214</id><published>2006-10-01T15:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T14:39:38.146-04:00</updated><title type='text'>going for a walk on an early fall day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;a brief account of walking the puff at 9:00 a.m. sunday morning: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;take in warm sun and cool breeze&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;appreciate the early start of changing leaves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;enjoy the silence as it is too early for screaming children and their obnoxious parents to be outside shattering eardrums and being excessively irritating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;think of creative and constructive ways to spend the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;pass fire truck with yummy looking firefighters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;witness chloe eat poo (for the love of all things holy, why?!?) for the second time in 2 days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;realize that i look like crap with hair in clip, dirty runners, and oversized sweats when passing fire truck with yummy looking firefighters &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;return home as it starts to rain, again, for the 10th time in 10 days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;wonder if the grass will ever be dry enough to mow again (now reaching jungle status in rear yard)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;spend the majority of the day e-shopping for new digital camera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;relaxation factor: 10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;constructiveness factor: 0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;(sigh)  sometimes being lazy is the best therapy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33716552-115973290760897214?l=tamiintransition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamiintransition.blogspot.com/feeds/115973290760897214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33716552&amp;postID=115973290760897214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33716552/posts/default/115973290760897214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33716552/posts/default/115973290760897214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamiintransition.blogspot.com/2006/10/going-for-walk-on-early-fall-day.html' title='going for a walk on an early fall day...'/><author><name>tami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02804311909706954796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d26/tami1215/Chloe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33716552.post-115946928338809329</id><published>2006-09-28T14:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T16:29:18.066-04:00</updated><title type='text'>katie's revenge...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;An inmate serving a life term for molesting and killing a 10-year-old girl named Katie somehow got "Katie's Revenge" tattooed across his forehead, and prison authorities were trying to determine how it happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Anthony Ray Stockelman was sentenced to life in prison after pleading guilty to abducting, molesting, and killing Katlyn "Katie" Collman. Stockelman's tattoo, which covers nearly his entire forehead, has "KATIE'S" in large letters and "REVENGE" below in smaller letters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/2006/LAW/09/28/inmate.tattoo.ap/index.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;article: CNN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nbc10.com/news/9953747/detail.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;photo: NBC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;(smile)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33716552-115946928338809329?l=tamiintransition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamiintransition.blogspot.com/feeds/115946928338809329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33716552&amp;postID=115946928338809329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33716552/posts/default/115946928338809329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33716552/posts/default/115946928338809329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamiintransition.blogspot.com/2006/09/katies-revenge.html' title='katie&apos;s revenge...'/><author><name>tami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02804311909706954796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d26/tami1215/Chloe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33716552.post-115894378402411206</id><published>2006-09-22T12:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T16:06:48.670-04:00</updated><title type='text'>it's not you, it's US...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1790/3706/1600/gameover.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1790/3706/200/gameover.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1790/3706/1600/gameover.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i have spent the past 5 years with a fabulous guy who deserves nothing but the best the future can bring. while we always knew that we were very different people, we both came to realize that we weren't going to work. it's nothing he did, it's nothing i did, it's just &lt;em&gt;us&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;it has been almost 3 months since we decided to go our seperate ways. friends and family are finding out, we're planning for our division of assets, and i am faced with an admittedly excited - where do i go from here? - sense of anticpation (apprehension?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the last blog was &lt;em&gt;our&lt;/em&gt; blog - a means of keeping our friends and family up-to-date on our lives, the upcoming wedding, etc. this time, i am still undecided as to going public or remaining anonymous. if i keep this blog all to myself, i can be as candid as i want about my feelings, thoughts, and goals as my new life unfolds. if i let me family and friends in on it, then i can effectively reduce my email use. hmmmmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33716552-115894378402411206?l=tamiintransition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamiintransition.blogspot.com/feeds/115894378402411206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33716552&amp;postID=115894378402411206' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33716552/posts/default/115894378402411206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33716552/posts/default/115894378402411206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamiintransition.blogspot.com/2006/09/its-not-you-its-us.html' title='it&apos;s not you, it&apos;s US...'/><author><name>tami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02804311909706954796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d26/tami1215/Chloe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33716552.post-115815544683649718</id><published>2006-09-13T09:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T14:40:47.903-04:00</updated><title type='text'>how dare you mr. bush, spin 9/11</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;definitely worth watching the whole 9 minutes but don't bother commenting unless you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/g1OA2wHcBt4" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33716552-115815544683649718?l=tamiintransition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamiintransition.blogspot.com/feeds/115815544683649718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33716552&amp;postID=115815544683649718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33716552/posts/default/115815544683649718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33716552/posts/default/115815544683649718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamiintransition.blogspot.com/2006/09/how-dare-you-mr-bush-spin-911.html' title='how dare you mr. bush, spin 9/11'/><author><name>tami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02804311909706954796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d26/tami1215/Chloe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33716552.post-115720728911007092</id><published>2006-09-02T10:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T10:28:09.116-04:00</updated><title type='text'>new life, new blog...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; i have been meaning to start a new blog since the inspiration for the last one is now over.  this one may or may not be a g-rated as the last one though. haven't made up my mind yet.  **warning**  f-bombs may ensue...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33716552-115720728911007092?l=tamiintransition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamiintransition.blogspot.com/feeds/115720728911007092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33716552&amp;postID=115720728911007092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33716552/posts/default/115720728911007092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33716552/posts/default/115720728911007092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamiintransition.blogspot.com/2006/09/new-life-new-blog.html' title='new life, new blog...'/><author><name>tami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02804311909706954796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d26/tami1215/Chloe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
