<?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-14634694</id><updated>2011-04-21T23:57:28.819-04:00</updated><title type='text'>ashleycupcake</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailorashley.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14634694/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailorashley.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>SailorAshley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16637947651036549547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v218/SailorAshley/sonic.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>54</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14634694.post-116027461292250642</id><published>2006-10-07T22:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T22:30:12.936-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sailor-ashley.livejournal.com/"&gt;http://sailor-ashley.livejournal.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Because I gave up on the blog.  I just can't seem to kick my livejournal habit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14634694-116027461292250642?l=sailorashley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailorashley.blogspot.com/feeds/116027461292250642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14634694&amp;postID=116027461292250642' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14634694/posts/default/116027461292250642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14634694/posts/default/116027461292250642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailorashley.blogspot.com/2006/10/httpsailor-ashley.html' title=''/><author><name>SailorAshley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16637947651036549547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v218/SailorAshley/sonic.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14634694.post-114896758608868590</id><published>2006-05-30T01:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T01:39:46.100-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6960/1330/1600/kylie791024x768.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6960/1330/400/kylie791024x768.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kylie and I were burnin' up today so we decided to go outside and stand on some rocks with our old tap dancing costumes on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And then we prank called Madonna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14634694-114896758608868590?l=sailorashley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailorashley.blogspot.com/feeds/114896758608868590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14634694&amp;postID=114896758608868590' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14634694/posts/default/114896758608868590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14634694/posts/default/114896758608868590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailorashley.blogspot.com/2006/05/kylie-and-i-were-burnin-up-today-so-we.html' title=''/><author><name>SailorAshley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16637947651036549547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v218/SailorAshley/sonic.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14634694.post-114749485742979997</id><published>2006-05-13T00:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T00:34:21.980-04:00</updated><title type='text'>man eater</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6960/1330/1600/Black_Rocks_3.sized.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6960/1330/400/Black_Rocks_3.sized.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we had terrible weather: 55 mph winds, heavy rain, sleet, gross. The wind was coming from the north, thus producing 20 foot waves on the lake. I could actually see the waves crashing over the sea wall from my window. Roads were washed away/flooded and damn was it cold out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rewind to 8pm yesterday evening. Three fire trucks, a cop car and an ambulance go flying past in the direction of Presque Isle, a park located about 5 minutes from my apartment. Hmmm, why? Well I'll tell you why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two young men, probably college students, were at Presque Isle taking pictures or whatever on Black Rocks, as seen in the pic. This area is full of cliffs and is a pretty fun place to tramp around...only, not in yesterdays weather. So these guys get swept into the lake by the waves and wind. One was lucky enough to make it to shore. The other? &lt;strong&gt;They're still looking for his body&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel bad about this, really I do. Its terrible and my thoughts go out to the family. But what the fuck were they thinking? There are TWO memorials at the park for this same reason. At the end of each memorial it says "Please learn from so and so's mistake, DON'T GO ON THE CLIFFS OR BREAKWALLS WHEN ITS STORMING BECAUSE YOU WILL DIE" I'm not sure how much clearer this could have been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My co-worker said today, "If the lake wants you, she'll take you." Gahhh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14634694-114749485742979997?l=sailorashley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailorashley.blogspot.com/feeds/114749485742979997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14634694&amp;postID=114749485742979997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14634694/posts/default/114749485742979997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14634694/posts/default/114749485742979997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailorashley.blogspot.com/2006/05/man-eater_13.html' title='man eater'/><author><name>SailorAshley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16637947651036549547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v218/SailorAshley/sonic.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14634694.post-114730047259749246</id><published>2006-05-10T18:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T18:34:32.613-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just gave myself a pedicureate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate a huge helping of chocolate ice cream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am going to the mall for some coffee and browsing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent last night eating chilidogs with Zach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bought hot chocolate even though its May&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't have to work until 4am tonight/tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think its time to paint my nails...pink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your turn. Whats making you happy today?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14634694-114730047259749246?l=sailorashley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailorashley.blogspot.com/feeds/114730047259749246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14634694&amp;postID=114730047259749246' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14634694/posts/default/114730047259749246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14634694/posts/default/114730047259749246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailorashley.blogspot.com/2006/05/i.html' title=''/><author><name>SailorAshley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16637947651036549547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v218/SailorAshley/sonic.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14634694.post-114387589623491687</id><published>2006-04-01T02:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T02:18:16.246-05:00</updated><title type='text'>shoby</title><content type='html'>Okay lets see here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spring has sprung in the U.P. All the snow is pretty much gone and you know what that means: FLIP FLOPS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hoping this is a sign of a fab (read: warm) summer to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arizona a week from Wednesday (!!!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 more weeks of school. Hurrah! 7 weeks until summer classes start. Boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My back hurts from mopping the doughnut grease, frosting covered bakery floor 42 times a week. Having big boobs also doesn't help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zach and I have been fighting a lot this week. A LOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was walking out of work today, got to my car, looked in the window, Oh man! My keys are setting on the passenger side seat IN MY LOCKED CAR. So Zach had to bring me my spare set and I cried a little at how dumb I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really looking forward to summer even though I will be taking dumb classes and working 45 hours a week. For some reason just knowing that it will be warm and sunny makes it better. Here's to you, summer of 21.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14634694-114387589623491687?l=sailorashley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailorashley.blogspot.com/feeds/114387589623491687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14634694&amp;postID=114387589623491687' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14634694/posts/default/114387589623491687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14634694/posts/default/114387589623491687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailorashley.blogspot.com/2006/04/shoby.html' title='shoby'/><author><name>SailorAshley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16637947651036549547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v218/SailorAshley/sonic.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14634694.post-114223034743645395</id><published>2006-03-13T01:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T01:12:27.446-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You all should check the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://sailor-ashley.livejournal.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;LiveJournal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14634694-114223034743645395?l=sailorashley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailorashley.blogspot.com/feeds/114223034743645395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14634694&amp;postID=114223034743645395' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14634694/posts/default/114223034743645395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14634694/posts/default/114223034743645395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailorashley.blogspot.com/2006/03/you-all-should-check-livejournal.html' title=''/><author><name>SailorAshley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16637947651036549547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v218/SailorAshley/sonic.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14634694.post-114187197472390525</id><published>2006-03-08T21:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T21:39:34.733-05:00</updated><title type='text'>BlooBlah</title><content type='html'>How About&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ I cut all my hair off.  Now I can wear cute scarfy headbands in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- My lungs stopped working.  I now have two inhalers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ Elizabeth is coming to visit Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ Her sister is going to tell me what kind of blush to buy because I'm too stupid to know on my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I can't believe how nice the weather is downstate.  Do you all know how lucky you are?  I'm going back to 10 inches of snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ GrooveAdam bought me nice gifts from London and I love them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ We should all start acting more Euro.  harhahl;dksajf;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14634694-114187197472390525?l=sailorashley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailorashley.blogspot.com/feeds/114187197472390525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14634694&amp;postID=114187197472390525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14634694/posts/default/114187197472390525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14634694/posts/default/114187197472390525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailorashley.blogspot.com/2006/03/blooblah.html' title='BlooBlah'/><author><name>SailorAshley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16637947651036549547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v218/SailorAshley/sonic.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14634694.post-114105566992700358</id><published>2006-02-27T10:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T10:54:30.026-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6960/1330/1600/paczki_day.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="222" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6960/1330/400/paczki_day.jpg" width="223" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;     This is just a reminder that Fat Tuesday is tomorrow and that I hope you all eat a paczki (pooch-key). Yes sir, I'm going to be packing those babies into boxes allll day at the bakery today..and shoving them in my mouth. Tell me your favorite kind and I'll send you one! Okay not really, but tell me anyway! Actually I have a feeling most of you are going to be like, "Whhat? Poochkey?" because that seems to be the case in Marquette.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In other news, I fly home on Thursday (!lkjg&amp;amp;8634h!%)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14634694-114105566992700358?l=sailorashley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailorashley.blogspot.com/feeds/114105566992700358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14634694&amp;postID=114105566992700358' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14634694/posts/default/114105566992700358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14634694/posts/default/114105566992700358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailorashley.blogspot.com/2006/02/this-is-just-reminder-that-fat-tuesday.html' title=''/><author><name>SailorAshley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16637947651036549547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v218/SailorAshley/sonic.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14634694.post-114046039938003446</id><published>2006-02-20T13:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T13:33:19.686-05:00</updated><title type='text'>sleds and dogs and snow</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6960/1330/1600/n40601429_30225852_2591.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6960/1330/400/n40601429_30225852_2591.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In other news, we had a blizzard on Friday and got 2382 inches of snow to add to our 91735. On Saturday when the temperature was -10 with a windchill of -25 we decided it would be a good idea to go to the dog sled race. Yes thats right, every year we close off the downtown area and use it as a starting point for the U.P. 200. I had hand warmers in my gloves and a half pint of Southern Comfort in my coat pocket, neither of which did a good job of keeping me from freezing. Here are a couple pics of some doggies..and snow&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6960/1330/1600/n40601429_30225854_3147.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6960/1330/400/n40601429_30225854_3147.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6960/1330/1600/n40601429_30225824_4619.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6960/1330/400/n40601429_30225824_4619.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6960/1330/1600/n40601429_30225854_3147.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats me in the red.  I have on long underwear and like 15 shirts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14634694-114046039938003446?l=sailorashley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailorashley.blogspot.com/feeds/114046039938003446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14634694&amp;postID=114046039938003446' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14634694/posts/default/114046039938003446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14634694/posts/default/114046039938003446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailorashley.blogspot.com/2006/02/sleds-and-dogs-and-snow.html' title='sleds and dogs and snow'/><author><name>SailorAshley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16637947651036549547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v218/SailorAshley/sonic.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14634694.post-113988353059932816</id><published>2006-02-13T21:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T21:18:50.613-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6960/1330/1600/minogue-kylie-heart-5000186.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6960/1330/400/minogue-kylie-heart-5000186.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Happy V Day&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14634694-113988353059932816?l=sailorashley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailorashley.blogspot.com/feeds/113988353059932816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14634694&amp;postID=113988353059932816' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14634694/posts/default/113988353059932816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14634694/posts/default/113988353059932816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailorashley.blogspot.com/2006/02/happy-v-day.html' title=''/><author><name>SailorAshley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16637947651036549547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v218/SailorAshley/sonic.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14634694.post-113744950274128600</id><published>2006-01-16T17:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T17:11:54.446-05:00</updated><title type='text'>things things things</title><content type='html'>I'm having a refreshing cinnamon latte while I sit in the library. Very tasty, however I am discovering that coffee makes me very twitchy and..mean. It just took me 45 million minutes to catch up with everyone's livejournal and unkind comments kept popping into my head. So I left no comments at all. Mama didn't raise no fool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, Zach did his usual "I'll tell you I'm coming home Thursday night but show up Wednesday night instead. Surprise!!" So its 2am on Wednesday and I'm laying on my couch in ugly attire with ugly hair and someone knocks at the door. Oh my, I think, this is either going to be a) my landlord b) a guy with a large knife or c) a guy with a large gun. Lucky for me though it was just my stupid boyfriend who must have forgotten that we live in the same apartment. Thank god my legs were shaved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about some more update? Okay! In April Zach and I are going to Phoenix for 5 days(!!). Why? I don't know, because his dad asked us to. I'm considering it to be a late spring break trip..since I am going nowhere during actual my spring break. The average high in Phoenix in April is 80. Perfect. Whats not perfect is this skin I am in. I'm somewhat worried about getting in a bathing suit, not because of my less than perfect thighs, but because of my paler than the moon skin. Technically I'm not even supposed to go to the beach unless I'm wearing a snowsuit, spf 700, and permission from my skin doctor. I don't want to strut out to the pool and have people run away scared because they thought they saw a ghost or something. So I'm thinking..a very light spray on tan? Tanning lotion? Someone please tell me what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So its a new year! I forgot. My only 'resolution' is to kick peaches in my classes this semester. Its finally sinking in that I'm actually going to graduate next year if everything goes as planned. Time to be a grown up. More like, time to pay back my ginormous loans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay this is way to long. Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14634694-113744950274128600?l=sailorashley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailorashley.blogspot.com/feeds/113744950274128600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14634694&amp;postID=113744950274128600' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14634694/posts/default/113744950274128600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14634694/posts/default/113744950274128600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailorashley.blogspot.com/2006/01/things-things-things.html' title='things things things'/><author><name>SailorAshley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16637947651036549547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v218/SailorAshley/sonic.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14634694.post-113642841114657053</id><published>2006-01-04T21:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T21:33:31.156-05:00</updated><title type='text'>post it soup</title><content type='html'>So after two days of stupid airportness, I'm finally in Marquette. Back to life, back to reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zach won't return for another week so its once again just me in the apartment. I really miss that stupid boy. Every conversation we have via aim or phone consists of us saying "I love you, I miss you blahh" 763 times..and then we mention that we can't wait to have sex. Oops sorry, got a little &lt;a href="http://grooveadam.blogspot.com/"&gt;Groove&lt;/a&gt; on you there. This has been a much needed break however and I can't belive how fast its been going. 12 more days until new classes begin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Zach, his dad bought our plane tickets for Phoenix yesterday(!). On April 12th I will be having fun in the desert sun. And by desert I mean a hotel swimming pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for now, I think its time for me to dig around my empty cupboards, give up, then go buy brownie batter ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A healthy start to the new year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14634694-113642841114657053?l=sailorashley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailorashley.blogspot.com/feeds/113642841114657053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14634694&amp;postID=113642841114657053' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14634694/posts/default/113642841114657053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14634694/posts/default/113642841114657053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailorashley.blogspot.com/2006/01/post-it-soup.html' title='post it soup'/><author><name>SailorAshley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16637947651036549547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v218/SailorAshley/sonic.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14634694.post-113635289547951372</id><published>2006-01-04T00:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T00:34:55.490-05:00</updated><title type='text'>pshhh.</title><content type='html'>Lets talk about today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Wake up at 8am, leave for the airport at 9 to catch my noon flight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Dad drops me off, buy a muffin and wait at the gate for an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Board plane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Sit on plane for half an hour wondering why we haven't taken off yet. Captain gets on the speaker: flight = canceled due to Marquette's nasty weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Reschedule flight for 7:30pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Sit in airport foooooorever, dad comes back, ann arbor is visited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Return to airport. The 5 o'clock to Marquette has been canceled, things don't look good for my 7:30 flight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Reschedule for 5pm tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-So tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found out after I got home that the 7:30 was only delayed and did make it to Mqt. Oh well I say, OH WELL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14634694-113635289547951372?l=sailorashley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailorashley.blogspot.com/feeds/113635289547951372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14634694&amp;postID=113635289547951372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14634694/posts/default/113635289547951372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14634694/posts/default/113635289547951372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailorashley.blogspot.com/2006/01/pshhh.html' title='pshhh.'/><author><name>SailorAshley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16637947651036549547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v218/SailorAshley/sonic.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14634694.post-113575686246016984</id><published>2005-12-28T03:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T04:08:27.473-05:00</updated><title type='text'>delicious flavors</title><content type='html'>Christmas is over. So all of you complaining that Xmas is "too commercial" can now shut the hell up and continue playing with the cool presents you probably got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of presents, I received a fancy pants digital camera that I hardly know how to use yet and am currently in love with my new king size chenille blanket. No, I don't have a king size bed. Yes, it is ridiculously huge. But oh my god, its fabulous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have 6 more days in Adrian before I'm shipped back to Marquette to putz around and work before classes start the 16th. My mom mentioned the other day that I should go to graduate school. This has somewhat thrown me for a loop because I'm so set on graduating next year and leaving school the thought never entered my head. So who knows? I certainly don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow GrooveAdam and I are dining in Ann Arbor and buying excellent wine to watch an excellent pocket diva. We both gave eachother dirty books for Christmas. Of course.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14634694-113575686246016984?l=sailorashley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailorashley.blogspot.com/feeds/113575686246016984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14634694&amp;postID=113575686246016984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14634694/posts/default/113575686246016984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14634694/posts/default/113575686246016984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailorashley.blogspot.com/2005/12/delicious-flavors.html' title='delicious flavors'/><author><name>SailorAshley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16637947651036549547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v218/SailorAshley/sonic.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14634694.post-113547301805520456</id><published>2005-12-24T20:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-24T20:10:18.066-05:00</updated><title type='text'>MERRY CHRISTMAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v218/SailorAshley/xmascocktail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 202px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 243px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="293" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v218/SailorAshley/xmascocktail.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/14634694-113547301805520456?l=sailorashley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailorashley.blogspot.com/feeds/113547301805520456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14634694&amp;postID=113547301805520456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14634694/posts/default/113547301805520456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14634694/posts/default/113547301805520456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailorashley.blogspot.com/2005/12/merry-christmas.html' title='MERRY CHRISTMAS'/><author><name>SailorAshley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16637947651036549547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v218/SailorAshley/sonic.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14634694.post-113540137515090606</id><published>2005-12-24T00:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-24T00:16:15.163-05:00</updated><title type='text'>hohoho</title><content type='html'>I love Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love how cozy my house is and how it is stocked to the brim with pumpkin spice coffee creamer and other such things to make me fat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the huge, overflowing pile of presents coming out from under the tree, not because we are spoiled, but because there are 4763 of us. It looks funny...for some reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I semi-hate the fact that I have to go back to Marquette and *gasp* start working again. But thats not for another 9 days so hurrah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the Christmas music on 101.5 the riiiiiver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've eaten 2 oranges today in hopes that they will make my body healthy again. I've been feeling a bit..well..unhealthy. I'm pretty sure gin and tonics and potatoes don't help. Too bad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14634694-113540137515090606?l=sailorashley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailorashley.blogspot.com/feeds/113540137515090606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14634694&amp;postID=113540137515090606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14634694/posts/default/113540137515090606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14634694/posts/default/113540137515090606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailorashley.blogspot.com/2005/12/hohoho.html' title='hohoho'/><author><name>SailorAshley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16637947651036549547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v218/SailorAshley/sonic.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14634694.post-113489744302137460</id><published>2005-12-18T04:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-18T04:17:23.033-05:00</updated><title type='text'>piccy pic pic</title><content type='html'>During Labor day weekend my dad, sisters Brit and Kaitlin and Kaitlin's now ex-boyfriend came for a visit, and guess what! I found some pictures! Are you excited? Good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6960/1330/400/n21700733_30187696_3450.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Cliff Jumping.  Note: Although they look small in the pics, these rocks are actually girnormous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6960/1330/1600/n21700733_30187695_3267.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6960/1330/400/n21700733_30187695_3267.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6960/1330/1600/n21700733_30187694_3062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6960/1330/400/n21700733_30187694_3062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pictured rocks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6960/1330/1600/n21700733_30187700_4201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6960/1330/400/n21700733_30187700_4201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hey guys, look how far I can stick my chest out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6960/1330/1600/n21700733_30187670_7411.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6960/1330/400/n21700733_30187670_7411.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more, visit the &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/sailor_ashley/"&gt;LiveJournal&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14634694-113489744302137460?l=sailorashley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailorashley.blogspot.com/feeds/113489744302137460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14634694&amp;postID=113489744302137460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14634694/posts/default/113489744302137460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14634694/posts/default/113489744302137460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailorashley.blogspot.com/2005/12/piccy-pic-pic.html' title='piccy pic pic'/><author><name>SailorAshley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16637947651036549547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v218/SailorAshley/sonic.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14634694.post-113481606078453741</id><published>2005-12-17T05:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-17T05:41:00.800-05:00</updated><title type='text'>tippy toe</title><content type='html'>Zach left on Tuesday to go home for the month. Bummer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, the weather outside is freightful. But my Christmas music is so delightful. Speaking of Christmas, I feel as though I haven't been able to celebrate it as much as I want to, unless you call going to the bar and drinking gin and tonics celebrating. However, gin does indeed taste like pine needles..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyes are irritated and feel like they want to fall out. Why? Who knows! But I do know that when this happens, unlike normal people, my eyeballs turn blazing blue and it seriously looks like I could shoot laser beams out of them. Actually I'm lying, I can shoot laserbeams. rehehehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14634694-113481606078453741?l=sailorashley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailorashley.blogspot.com/feeds/113481606078453741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14634694&amp;postID=113481606078453741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14634694/posts/default/113481606078453741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14634694/posts/default/113481606078453741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailorashley.blogspot.com/2005/12/tippy-toe.html' title='tippy toe'/><author><name>SailorAshley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16637947651036549547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v218/SailorAshley/sonic.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14634694.post-113391924319187055</id><published>2005-12-06T20:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T20:34:54.340-05:00</updated><title type='text'>toot toot</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6960/1330/1600/ship.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6960/1330/400/ship.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cool thing about my apartment is that I can see the lake from my window(s). Today as I was sitting on the couch, I happened to look up and there was a huge ship, looking like the one pictured above, just kinda floating by like it was no one's business. Pressing my face as close to the glass as I could I must have said "cool!@#!" 27 times. I don't know why, I see and hear the damn things all the time, tooting their horns at 3 in the morning and such. I think it was just the fact that I could see it out my window instead of just randomly while driving around town is what did it for me. Zach was not nearly as excited and gave me the "umm..duh, we live by the docks" look. Whatever mannnn. I still think its cool..even if they are kinda ugly. rehehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14634694-113391924319187055?l=sailorashley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailorashley.blogspot.com/feeds/113391924319187055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14634694&amp;postID=113391924319187055' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14634694/posts/default/113391924319187055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14634694/posts/default/113391924319187055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailorashley.blogspot.com/2005/12/toot-toot.html' title='toot toot'/><author><name>SailorAshley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16637947651036549547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v218/SailorAshley/sonic.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14634694.post-113373430257958607</id><published>2005-12-04T17:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-04T17:11:42.600-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Please go to the &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/sailor_ashley/"&gt;LiveJournal&lt;/a&gt; for a photo update&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yayayayay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14634694-113373430257958607?l=sailorashley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailorashley.blogspot.com/feeds/113373430257958607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14634694&amp;postID=113373430257958607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14634694/posts/default/113373430257958607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14634694/posts/default/113373430257958607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailorashley.blogspot.com/2005/12/please-go-to-livejournal-for-photo.html' title=''/><author><name>SailorAshley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16637947651036549547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v218/SailorAshley/sonic.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14634694.post-113314800751905013</id><published>2005-11-27T22:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T22:20:07.533-05:00</updated><title type='text'>get down get deeper and down</title><content type='html'>So today the sky said, "Hi, I'm going to make rain drops the size of your head fall the whole time you are driving home. In fact, why don't I just put an ocean right on your windshield? Have fun crossing the Mackinac bridge in the mist and fog, don't fall! P.S. screw off."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I drove home in a blizzard and drove back in a monsoon. Pshhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But really, my Thanksgiving was great. I got my long awaited car, I ate and ate and ate..and then ate some more, got my hair lopped off, had numerous people tell me I looked smaller and I now have the prettiest eyebrows in the land. Adam and I wined and dined, and by wined and dined I mean we ate at Garfields and then each consumed a bottle of wine while watching &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B0002RQ3M0/104-4226445-7606319?v=glance&amp;n=130&amp;amp;n=507846&amp;s=dvd&amp;amp;v=glance"&gt;Pink Flamingos&lt;/a&gt;. I also had breakfast with a long lost friend, it was interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupidly, I forgot all of my music in Zach's car so my drive back to Marquette consisted of Abba's greatest hits and Mariah Carey's Christmas cd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came back to my cozy apartment to find Zach doing dishes and my cupboards full of food, compliments of Zach's mom. He then pointed behind our bedroom door and there sat a Wedding Channel magazine. Wait, what? No, this wasn't Zach's quirky way of proposing to me, but his mom's quirky memory. I think I may have mentioned once that I liked looking at wedding dresses for fun when I was bored. Yeah I know, weird.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14634694-113314800751905013?l=sailorashley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailorashley.blogspot.com/feeds/113314800751905013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14634694&amp;postID=113314800751905013' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14634694/posts/default/113314800751905013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14634694/posts/default/113314800751905013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailorashley.blogspot.com/2005/11/get-down-get-deeper-and-down.html' title='get down get deeper and down'/><author><name>SailorAshley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16637947651036549547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v218/SailorAshley/sonic.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14634694.post-113281865297622018</id><published>2005-11-24T02:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T02:50:52.986-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v218/SailorAshley/deergirlscropped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v218/SailorAshley/deergirlscropped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14634694-113281865297622018?l=sailorashley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailorashley.blogspot.com/feeds/113281865297622018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14634694&amp;postID=113281865297622018' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14634694/posts/default/113281865297622018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14634694/posts/default/113281865297622018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailorashley.blogspot.com/2005/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>SailorAshley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16637947651036549547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v218/SailorAshley/sonic.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14634694.post-113216438634547865</id><published>2005-11-16T12:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T14:18:09.896-05:00</updated><title type='text'>results of said snow storm</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6960/1330/1600/000_0894.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6960/1330/400/000_0894.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6960/1330/1600/000_0892.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6960/1330/400/000_0892.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6960/1330/1600/000_0891.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6960/1330/400/000_0891.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6960/1330/1600/000_0893.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6960/1330/400/000_0893.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was cancelled today and its still coming down like crazy. I'm a junior in college and I still get snow days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14634694-113216438634547865?l=sailorashley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailorashley.blogspot.com/feeds/113216438634547865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14634694&amp;postID=113216438634547865' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14634694/posts/default/113216438634547865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14634694/posts/default/113216438634547865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailorashley.blogspot.com/2005/11/results-of-said-snow-storm.html' title='results of said snow storm'/><author><name>SailorAshley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16637947651036549547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v218/SailorAshley/sonic.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14634694.post-113203247769199620</id><published>2005-11-15T00:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T00:27:57.706-05:00</updated><title type='text'>here it comes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v218/SailorAshley/snowflake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 85px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 81px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="124" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v218/SailorAshley/snowflake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; THE NATIONAL WEATHER SERVICE IN MARQUETTE HAS ISSUED &lt;strong&gt;A WINTER STORM WATCH&lt;/strong&gt;...WHICH IS NOW IN EFFECT FROM TUESDAY EVENING THROUGH WEDNESDAY AFTERNOON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EXPECT SNOW TO DEVELOP BY LATE TUESDAY AFTERNOON OVER THE WEST HALF OF UPPER MICHIGAN AND CONTINUE INTO WEDNESDAY BEFORE DIMINISHING TO SNOW SHOWERS. THE SNOW MAY BE MIXED WITH RAIN FROM IRON MOUNTAIN AND MARQUETTE EASTWARD. BY THE TIME THE SNOW SHOWERS BECOME SCATTERED BY LATE WEDNESDAY...AS MUCH AS &lt;strong&gt;6 TO 12 INCHES&lt;/strong&gt; OF WET SNOW WILL ACCUMULATE IN THE WATCH AREA. THE HEAVIEST SNOW IS LIKELY OVER THE HIGHER TERRAIN FROM BERGLAND TO ROCKLAND... CALUMET AND DELAWARE...AS WELL AS THE HIGH TERRAIN FROM NEGAUNEE TO ISHPEMING NORTH THROUGH THE HURON MOUNTAINS. THERE IS THE POTENTIAL FOR AS MUCH AS&lt;strong&gt; 15 INCHES&lt;/strong&gt; OF SNOW ACCUMULATION IN THESE MORE FAVORED AREAS. NORTHWEST WINDS GUSTING AS HIGH AS 40 MPH ON WEDNESDAY WILL FURTHER REDUCE VISIBILITY...MAKING TRAVEL PARTICULARLY DIFFICULT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14634694-113203247769199620?l=sailorashley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailorashley.blogspot.com/feeds/113203247769199620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14634694&amp;postID=113203247769199620' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14634694/posts/default/113203247769199620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14634694/posts/default/113203247769199620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailorashley.blogspot.com/2005/11/here-it-comes.html' title='here it comes'/><author><name>SailorAshley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16637947651036549547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v218/SailorAshley/sonic.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14634694.post-113157375554177321</id><published>2005-11-09T17:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T17:02:35.556-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Its totally snowing right now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14634694-113157375554177321?l=sailorashley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailorashley.blogspot.com/feeds/113157375554177321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14634694&amp;postID=113157375554177321' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14634694/posts/default/113157375554177321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14634694/posts/default/113157375554177321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailorashley.blogspot.com/2005/11/its-totally-snowing-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>SailorAshley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16637947651036549547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v218/SailorAshley/sonic.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14634694.post-113124242589419905</id><published>2005-11-05T20:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-05T21:00:25.906-05:00</updated><title type='text'>IIIIIII</title><content type='html'>I work 16 hours next week (yay).&lt;br /&gt;I am going to graduate next year.&lt;br /&gt;I have another 10 page paper due next week that I have not started.&lt;br /&gt;I fidget a lot when I sleep, which annoys Zach&lt;br /&gt;I was yelled at by the geezer loss prevention guy for having a pop in the bakery. After he left the cake decorator and I made fun of him.&lt;br /&gt;I love running over people and picking up hookers in Grand Theft Auto&lt;br /&gt;I hate wearing sweatshirts&lt;br /&gt;I think sugar cubes are fun to cook with&lt;br /&gt;I want a christmas tree right. now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to blow out this candle and drink some champagne&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14634694-113124242589419905?l=sailorashley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailorashley.blogspot.com/feeds/113124242589419905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14634694&amp;postID=113124242589419905' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14634694/posts/default/113124242589419905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14634694/posts/default/113124242589419905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailorashley.blogspot.com/2005/11/iiiiiii.html' title='IIIIIII'/><author><name>SailorAshley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16637947651036549547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v218/SailorAshley/sonic.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14634694.post-113089580767348555</id><published>2005-11-01T20:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T12:18:57.676-05:00</updated><title type='text'>whathwathwath</title><content type='html'>Here are some things..that I wish to list&lt;br /&gt;--I made a Christmas list for my mom and it consists of nail polish and knifes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--On Saturday night I went to a bar that was having a costume party...however, I did not dress up..and it actually felt good. But I did wear a funny looking shirt that I got at Wet Seal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--I'm on a new diet called Starving because the only thing in our cupboard is &lt;a href="http://www.littlecrowfoods.com/products/cocowheats/"&gt;Coco Wheats&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;a href="http://grooveadam.blogspot.com/"&gt;GrooveAdam&lt;/a&gt; and I are on a mission to get Kylie's new Showgirl Tour dvd. Her dvd's aren't out in the U.S. until 65 years after they've been released in Europe. Luckily eurotrash Canada helps us out with this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--It was 50 degrees today and it felt like a heatwave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--I kicked sweet peaches on that 10 page paper: "This is a great application of Aristotle on epideictic oratory to the ads you selected from Cosmo. I love your sense of humor. This was fun and interesting to read, I'm looking forward to what you do next." Thanks professor. And thank &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; Cosmo magazine for getting me through my college career.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--No classes on Monday, Wednesday, or Friday next semester&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14634694-113089580767348555?l=sailorashley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailorashley.blogspot.com/feeds/113089580767348555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14634694&amp;postID=113089580767348555' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14634694/posts/default/113089580767348555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14634694/posts/default/113089580767348555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailorashley.blogspot.com/2005/11/whathwathwath.html' title='whathwathwath'/><author><name>SailorAshley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16637947651036549547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v218/SailorAshley/sonic.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14634694.post-113034073690738803</id><published>2005-10-26T11:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T11:32:16.913-04:00</updated><title type='text'>beeeeep</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6960/1330/1600/mycar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6960/1330/400/mycar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sitting in a hallway on a very hard bench right now waiting for my class to start, and instead of thinking about how numb my ass is getting, I figure I'd post a picture of the car I am getting at Thanksgiving. Thats right, I am finally getting a car(!!!%&amp;hkj&amp;amp;&amp;amp;l*!!!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi, that belongs to me. It had a remote starter thing that my dad has tested numerious times from across the yard, mostly for his own entertainment. If I ever have enough gas, I'm sure I'll use it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14634694-113034073690738803?l=sailorashley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailorashley.blogspot.com/feeds/113034073690738803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14634694&amp;postID=113034073690738803' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14634694/posts/default/113034073690738803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14634694/posts/default/113034073690738803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailorashley.blogspot.com/2005/10/beeeeep.html' title='beeeeep'/><author><name>SailorAshley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16637947651036549547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v218/SailorAshley/sonic.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14634694.post-113021823367146404</id><published>2005-10-25T01:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T01:30:33.680-04:00</updated><title type='text'>hearts and farts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Please visit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/sailor_ashley/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the livejournal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; for an update.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And bring a barf bag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14634694-113021823367146404?l=sailorashley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailorashley.blogspot.com/feeds/113021823367146404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14634694&amp;postID=113021823367146404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14634694/posts/default/113021823367146404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14634694/posts/default/113021823367146404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailorashley.blogspot.com/2005/10/hearts-and-farts.html' title='hearts and farts'/><author><name>SailorAshley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16637947651036549547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v218/SailorAshley/sonic.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14634694.post-113002415076083426</id><published>2005-10-22T19:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-22T19:35:50.766-04:00</updated><title type='text'>slipcover</title><content type='html'>Things seem to be off kilter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel as though I am fucking up in my classes, however, I'm not. I am going to attribute this to my lack of attendance in said classes. Its hard to motivate myself to go when so far, this system seems to be working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My job is easy, but waking up at 3 am to go is not. Coming home at 10 am and keeping myself from passing out is also not. Perhaps the panic of knowing that my day is only &lt;em&gt;starting &lt;/em&gt;and I've already been up and working for 7 hours puts me to sleep. I enjoy listening to Larry the doughnut fryer and Kathy the baker talk to each other, every other word out of their mouth is "goddamn" or "fucking". They're full blooded yoopers, which is like being half hillbilly so I fit right in. When I told Larry that I had just finished writing a 10 page paper his cried, "Holy shit! Do you think your teachers read all them goddamn things?!" I said that I hoped so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zach and I have been tittering at each other. Our hour or so of silence always ends with him looking at me and saying "Hi" in the 'I'm sorry lets stop fighting tone' and my 'me too' "Hi" in response. Its weird, but it works.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14634694-113002415076083426?l=sailorashley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailorashley.blogspot.com/feeds/113002415076083426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14634694&amp;postID=113002415076083426' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14634694/posts/default/113002415076083426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14634694/posts/default/113002415076083426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailorashley.blogspot.com/2005/10/slipcover.html' title='slipcover'/><author><name>SailorAshley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16637947651036549547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v218/SailorAshley/sonic.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14634694.post-112968563723064747</id><published>2005-10-18T21:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T21:33:57.236-04:00</updated><title type='text'>This is the way I go to school</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6960/1330/1600/000_0881.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6960/1330/400/000_0881.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6960/1330/1600/000_0889.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6960/1330/400/000_0889.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6960/1330/1600/000_0882.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6960/1330/400/000_0882.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6960/1330/1600/000_0888.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6960/1330/400/000_0888.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6960/1330/1600/000_0884.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6960/1330/400/000_0884.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                       Hi, you're supposed to be a LAKE, not an ocean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6960/1330/1600/lizpic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6960/1330/400/lizpic.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/14634694-112968563723064747?l=sailorashley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailorashley.blogspot.com/feeds/112968563723064747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14634694&amp;postID=112968563723064747' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14634694/posts/default/112968563723064747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14634694/posts/default/112968563723064747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailorashley.blogspot.com/2005/10/this-is-way-i-go-to-school.html' title='This is the way I go to school'/><author><name>SailorAshley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16637947651036549547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v218/SailorAshley/sonic.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14634694.post-112899791991664957</id><published>2005-10-10T22:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T22:31:59.923-04:00</updated><title type='text'>the bitch suit fits, me that is</title><content type='html'>Whats Annoying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-People who talk on their cell phones in the library.  I have a hard time stuffing Epideictic theories into my brain when I have to listen to the guy next to me chit chat about what he ate for dinner yesterday. Call me old fashion but is it so hard to go outside to take a call? I mean seriously, turn your goddamn computer on and 'talk' on aim if you must, thats probably all you use it for anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Having only written 1 of 10 pages for my paper due Thursday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Those online quizzes people post in their journals.  I don't care what anime character you are or what color/animal/rock supposedly represents your personality, and I'm guessing not a lot of other people do either&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-How I have 7924 pieces of silverware and like, 2 cups&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Bush claiming that "God told him to invade Iraq"...Who voted for this guy?!? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I'm going to go kick puppies now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14634694-112899791991664957?l=sailorashley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailorashley.blogspot.com/feeds/112899791991664957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14634694&amp;postID=112899791991664957' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14634694/posts/default/112899791991664957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14634694/posts/default/112899791991664957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailorashley.blogspot.com/2005/10/bitch-suit-fits-me-that-is.html' title='the bitch suit fits, me that is'/><author><name>SailorAshley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16637947651036549547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v218/SailorAshley/sonic.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14634694.post-112872608344510905</id><published>2005-10-07T18:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T19:01:23.456-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A night Out</title><content type='html'>Last night Zach, Josh, and Kelly and I decided to do a little bar hopping. This sounds lame but was actually mega fun. Thats right, MEGA. We started out at the &lt;a href="http://www.upfrontandcompany.com/"&gt;Upfront&lt;/a&gt; which is a cool because it looks cute. I mean, look at the picture, how is that not cute?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6960/1330/400/nightclub_panorama.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a hipster looking band playing from Detroit called &lt;a href="http://www.aphonic.com/"&gt;Aphonic&lt;/a&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/blogger/6960/1330/400/Aphonic-126.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;They sounded just like Starsailor. When I brought this up no one knew who I was talking about, so I ordered another gin and tonic. We listened for a bit and then the lead singer announced, "this song is called Say When" Zach, who had had enough of this hipster business, yelled "WHEN!!". So we left. I was confused about the band being there in the first place because we're pretty low on the 'scene' crowd up here. Of course I might just think that because there are constantly dreadlocks in my eyes from the overwhelming hippie population. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So razz tazz and 4 bars later, including a stop at Marquette's lame ass attempt at a club, The Matrix, where I spilled my drink on a guy and he bought me another one for some reason, Zach and I ended up home pleasently intoxicated and munching on chips and salsa.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the end.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14634694-112872608344510905?l=sailorashley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailorashley.blogspot.com/feeds/112872608344510905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14634694&amp;postID=112872608344510905' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14634694/posts/default/112872608344510905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14634694/posts/default/112872608344510905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailorashley.blogspot.com/2005/10/night-out.html' title='A night Out'/><author><name>SailorAshley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16637947651036549547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v218/SailorAshley/sonic.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14634694.post-112844283197097899</id><published>2005-10-04T12:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T12:20:31.976-04:00</updated><title type='text'>careful now</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6960/1330/1600/picnic%20rocks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6960/1330/400/picnic%20rocks.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday afternoon two students drowned in Lake Superior. They were swimming back from Picnic Rocks, shown in the above picture and got caught in the strong under current, the water was only 9 feet deep but it was windy that day, making the water extremely choppy. Both students were from out of state and sometimes I get the feeling that people don't know just how dangerous Superior really is. I've seen the lake on numerous occasions produce ocean size waves. Its just a sad&lt;a href="http://www.miningjournal.net/news/story/103202005_new01-n1003.asp"&gt; situation&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14634694-112844283197097899?l=sailorashley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailorashley.blogspot.com/feeds/112844283197097899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14634694&amp;postID=112844283197097899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14634694/posts/default/112844283197097899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14634694/posts/default/112844283197097899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailorashley.blogspot.com/2005/10/careful-now.html' title='careful now'/><author><name>SailorAshley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16637947651036549547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v218/SailorAshley/sonic.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14634694.post-112811626677734927</id><published>2005-09-30T17:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T17:37:46.783-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas in September</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6960/1330/1600/now%20thats%20what%20i%20call%20christmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6960/1330/400/now%20thats%20what%20i%20call%20christmas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This came in the mail the other day and I love it. love. it. I listen/sing really loudly to it when I drive to work. Speaking of driving to work, I take a road that winds every which way and is surrounded by woods. Now, this is great during the day, one might say its actually pretty, but at 3:30am. Holy scary. Mostly because a deer could pop out at any moment and decide to end his life and because..well it just is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, Zach and I celebrated our two year anniversary on the 26th(!). The night consisted of food, sex, and super mario. How romantic! Oh, and a cramp like thing in my lower abdomen that almost killed me. It ended with me 'tossing my cookies' and Zach freaking the fuck out. Another super romantic way to spend an anniversary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay thats enough of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14634694-112811626677734927?l=sailorashley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailorashley.blogspot.com/feeds/112811626677734927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14634694&amp;postID=112811626677734927' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14634694/posts/default/112811626677734927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14634694/posts/default/112811626677734927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailorashley.blogspot.com/2005/09/merry-christmas-in-september.html' title='Merry Christmas in September'/><author><name>SailorAshley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16637947651036549547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v218/SailorAshley/sonic.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14634694.post-112800533571177047</id><published>2005-09-29T10:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-29T10:48:55.716-04:00</updated><title type='text'>chilly willy</title><content type='html'>I would just like to point out that it was 32 degrees this morning as I was driving to work and waiting for someone to open the goddamn door to the store because for some strange reason its not open at 4 in the morning. Go figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, it was forecasted to snow today. Thats right,&lt;strong&gt; SNOW&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;The leaves are changing rapidly, its beautiful. I can't even begin to describe how amazing it is up here during fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So come now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14634694-112800533571177047?l=sailorashley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailorashley.blogspot.com/feeds/112800533571177047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14634694&amp;postID=112800533571177047' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14634694/posts/default/112800533571177047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14634694/posts/default/112800533571177047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailorashley.blogspot.com/2005/09/chilly-willy.html' title='chilly willy'/><author><name>SailorAshley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16637947651036549547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v218/SailorAshley/sonic.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14634694.post-112744082235700749</id><published>2005-09-22T21:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T22:00:22.363-04:00</updated><title type='text'>i get to see shooting stars when i drive to work.  No, really.</title><content type='html'>On Wednesday I stared my new bakery job at SuperOne...which is pretty much the same as my bakery job was at Hornbachers this summer. &lt;br /&gt;The donut fryer plays a splendid selection of 70's and 80's music and says fuck a lot and if I want to stuff a danish in my mouth I can, in fact, it was insisted upon today that I eat some raspberry donut balls.  The only downside of this is that I have to work from &lt;strong&gt;4 in the morning&lt;/strong&gt; until 10, and then do a full day of school.  Its been a little hard because my body doesn't understand that I need to be sleeping by 9pm.  Instead it likes to wait until..oh...midnight or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I would like to point out that 21 is like the gift that keeps giving and I recommend it to everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zach got a job at the cute little Panini Grill downtown and he looks adorable in the red apron.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14634694-112744082235700749?l=sailorashley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailorashley.blogspot.com/feeds/112744082235700749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14634694&amp;postID=112744082235700749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14634694/posts/default/112744082235700749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14634694/posts/default/112744082235700749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailorashley.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-get-to-see-shooting-stars-when-i.html' title='i get to see shooting stars when i drive to work.  No, really.'/><author><name>SailorAshley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16637947651036549547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v218/SailorAshley/sonic.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14634694.post-112689578943478276</id><published>2005-09-16T14:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T14:39:51.136-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Shameless</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v218/SailorAshley/IMG_0051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v218/SailorAshley/IMG_0051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Who's that skank?&lt;br /&gt;Why, its me!&lt;br /&gt;I hoed myself up the night I turned 21, however, it was classy all the way the next.&lt;br /&gt;Hey, I'm allowed.&lt;br /&gt;So enjoy the only four pictures I have of my birthday...none of which are cool.&lt;br /&gt;p.s., for better picture quality, try the &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/sailor_ashley/"&gt;El Jay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v218/SailorAshley/IMG_0050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v218/SailorAshley/lukeandme.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v218/SailorAshley/lukeandme.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v218/SailorAshley/IMG_0063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v218/SailorAshley/IMG_0063.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/14634694-112689578943478276?l=sailorashley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailorashley.blogspot.com/feeds/112689578943478276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14634694&amp;postID=112689578943478276' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14634694/posts/default/112689578943478276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14634694/posts/default/112689578943478276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailorashley.blogspot.com/2005/09/shameless.html' title='Shameless'/><author><name>SailorAshley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16637947651036549547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v218/SailorAshley/sonic.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14634694.post-112628578611828960</id><published>2005-09-09T13:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T13:10:46.140-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Today I am 21.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At midnight last night, Josh, Kelly, Zach and I rode our bikes around town to different bars and consumed many alcoholic beverages. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Zach got me the Ultimate Kylie DVD and a subscription to Newsweek because a) I am obsessed with checking the news and b) I am obsessed with getting mail. "This way", he explained, "you can get mail every week!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tonight is a mystery, I've only been told to dress nicely (!). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hello fancy black pants.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14634694-112628578611828960?l=sailorashley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailorashley.blogspot.com/feeds/112628578611828960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14634694&amp;postID=112628578611828960' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14634694/posts/default/112628578611828960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14634694/posts/default/112628578611828960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailorashley.blogspot.com/2005/09/today-i-am-21.html' title=''/><author><name>SailorAshley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16637947651036549547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v218/SailorAshley/sonic.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14634694.post-112576723516114087</id><published>2005-09-03T13:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T13:08:52.090-04:00</updated><title type='text'>get the granny sopa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6960/1330/1600/grannybath3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6960/1330/400/grannybath3.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/14634694-112576723516114087?l=sailorashley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailorashley.blogspot.com/feeds/112576723516114087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14634694&amp;postID=112576723516114087' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14634694/posts/default/112576723516114087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14634694/posts/default/112576723516114087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailorashley.blogspot.com/2005/09/get-granny-sopa.html' title='get the granny sopa'/><author><name>SailorAshley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16637947651036549547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v218/SailorAshley/sonic.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14634694.post-112552682471362260</id><published>2005-08-31T18:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T18:20:24.716-04:00</updated><title type='text'>lit like me</title><content type='html'>After a summer of being somewhat lonely and out of place, everything seems to be falling together nicely now.  I have a cute apartment that I share with a beautiful boy. Zach. Zach who fixes my computer, puts me to bed when I pass out on the couch and never raises his voice at me even when I am screeching at him. My new laptop rocks ass even though it was a pain to set up and I'm 99% sure that the bakery guy I am meeting with on friday is going to hire me.  And last but not least, my hair is finally the way it should be.  Thank god for my bangs, they make me look artsy fartsy so I dont look out of place in my AD 260 class. God damn art students. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of now, I have a pumpkin spice candle burning that my dear friend Elizabeth got me last year for my birthday and a cool breeze is coming through.  I can see the lake from the window and already some of the leaves are changing up here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think its time to waste money at starbucks now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ready go!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14634694-112552682471362260?l=sailorashley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailorashley.blogspot.com/feeds/112552682471362260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14634694&amp;postID=112552682471362260' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14634694/posts/default/112552682471362260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14634694/posts/default/112552682471362260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailorashley.blogspot.com/2005/08/lit-like-me.html' title='lit like me'/><author><name>SailorAshley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16637947651036549547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v218/SailorAshley/sonic.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14634694.post-112524870663106413</id><published>2005-08-28T13:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T13:05:06.636-04:00</updated><title type='text'>heres to you, pumkin spice</title><content type='html'>SO:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My six day visit home was wonderful. And busy. When I look back on it I think I should have come home for two weeks instead of one. I was a mad woman trying to visit people I hadn't seen since March and also getting stuff for my apartment.  Many thanks to Elizabeth for helping me paint my shelves like, 12 hours before leaving.  She's always up for a good paint slop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am in Marquette, I love my apartment and I love that Zach lives in it with me.  He just made breakfast. Thats cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures Later&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14634694-112524870663106413?l=sailorashley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailorashley.blogspot.com/feeds/112524870663106413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14634694&amp;postID=112524870663106413' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14634694/posts/default/112524870663106413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14634694/posts/default/112524870663106413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailorashley.blogspot.com/2005/08/heres-to-you-pumkin-spice.html' title='heres to you, pumkin spice'/><author><name>SailorAshley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16637947651036549547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v218/SailorAshley/sonic.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14634694.post-112413321180510351</id><published>2005-08-15T15:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T15:13:31.810-04:00</updated><title type='text'>holy car</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've just discovered that in North Dakota, &lt;strong&gt;14 1/2&lt;/strong&gt; year olds can get their FULL DRIVERS LICENSE. And, "if teens wait until they are 16 to obtain a license, they are&lt;strong&gt; not&lt;/strong&gt; required to complete drivers training".&lt;br /&gt;How about, scary&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14634694-112413321180510351?l=sailorashley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailorashley.blogspot.com/feeds/112413321180510351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14634694&amp;postID=112413321180510351' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14634694/posts/default/112413321180510351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14634694/posts/default/112413321180510351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailorashley.blogspot.com/2005/08/holy-car.html' title='holy car'/><author><name>SailorAshley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16637947651036549547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v218/SailorAshley/sonic.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14634694.post-112379639647146955</id><published>2005-08-11T17:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T18:29:08.286-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A facebook message from my roommate last year:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6960/1330/1600/daniashcrop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6960/1330/320/daniashcrop.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Two more weeks and we will practically be roommates once again, I don't know what I would've done without you last year! I love you to death and can't wait for you to come back. &lt;strong&gt;Love you you little high-pitched bitch!&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;-Dani&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14634694-112379639647146955?l=sailorashley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailorashley.blogspot.com/feeds/112379639647146955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14634694&amp;postID=112379639647146955' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14634694/posts/default/112379639647146955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14634694/posts/default/112379639647146955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailorashley.blogspot.com/2005/08/facebook-message-from-my-roommate-last.html' title='A facebook message from my roommate last year:'/><author><name>SailorAshley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16637947651036549547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v218/SailorAshley/sonic.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14634694.post-112363875452271409</id><published>2005-08-09T21:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T21:52:34.526-04:00</updated><title type='text'>(%*&amp;#)(*%&amp;#</title><content type='html'>Dear Higher Powers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please get me the fuck out of this town&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashley&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14634694-112363875452271409?l=sailorashley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailorashley.blogspot.com/feeds/112363875452271409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14634694&amp;postID=112363875452271409' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14634694/posts/default/112363875452271409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14634694/posts/default/112363875452271409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailorashley.blogspot.com/2005/08/blog-post.html' title='(%*&amp;#)(*%&amp;#'/><author><name>SailorAshley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16637947651036549547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v218/SailorAshley/sonic.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14634694.post-112355250755343775</id><published>2005-08-08T21:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T21:55:07.556-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Soon, but not Enough</title><content type='html'>The last couple days have been Fab;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ I have a job at a bakery in Marquette waiting for me when I get back.  Its at another grocery store which is neat-o because I will get a discount when I food shop. Hurrah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ I bought two new articles of clothing, and I don't even hate them yet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ Next week is my last in Fargo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ My bamboo plant is HUGE.  Well, huge for bamboo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ I will be 21 in a month. MONTH. IN A MONTH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Will someone find me a damn purse, just a cute, medium sized black purse would be wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay thanks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14634694-112355250755343775?l=sailorashley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailorashley.blogspot.com/feeds/112355250755343775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14634694&amp;postID=112355250755343775' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14634694/posts/default/112355250755343775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14634694/posts/default/112355250755343775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailorashley.blogspot.com/2005/08/soon-but-not-enough.html' title='Soon, but not Enough'/><author><name>SailorAshley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16637947651036549547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v218/SailorAshley/sonic.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14634694.post-112327507250451981</id><published>2005-08-05T16:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-05T16:51:12.510-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am addicted to the feeling of excitement.  For example, I'm getting ecstatic about coming home and delighted to be going back to Marquette.  This feeling intoxicates me, I need more when its gone and I can't get enough when it is around.  I find myself comparing my coming month to my peers, thinking: I'm so glad to be me right now, this wonderful commotion. It is my secret of sorts, that sends chills of welcome anxiousness down my spine.  My soul is constant christmas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14634694-112327507250451981?l=sailorashley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailorashley.blogspot.com/feeds/112327507250451981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14634694&amp;postID=112327507250451981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14634694/posts/default/112327507250451981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14634694/posts/default/112327507250451981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailorashley.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-am-addicted-to-feeling-of-excitement.html' title=''/><author><name>SailorAshley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16637947651036549547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v218/SailorAshley/sonic.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14634694.post-112292645668906401</id><published>2005-08-01T16:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T16:02:09.876-04:00</updated><title type='text'>this be random yo</title><content type='html'>Its August. Holy shit. It feels wonderful to not be working a 'back-to-school' sale this year. I will not be cleaning dressing rooms or ringing up angry mothers buying jeans and sweaters that their kids won't be wearing until November. No sir!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have this habit of not wanting to talk to people. Like right now, Zach's brother is trying to talk to me and be funny and I am having to force myself to reply. Oh my god stop talking, please. I'm not a bitch I swear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I return to Marquette I get to visit Mr. Skin Doctor and brag about how I was only sun-toasted once this summer. We will probably high five each other and then I'll throw off my shirt and point out my new moles. That sounds sick and wrong, however, true. I don't hate my pale skin, in fact, I like it most of the time, but summer can be a daunting. When I slip into my flowery bathing suit, I'm not thinking about my body (yeah, yeah it could use a little toning but god damn, I fill out my top nicely) I'm thinking about my skin. Being next to a group of tanned ladies, old, young, fat, skinny, makes me really really self conscious, to top it off, sometimes I even get funny looks. I have enough self-esteem to not hide under a rock and lucky me, I have a boyfriend who makes kissy faces and tells me my skin is beautiful when those sun baked ladies come around. Thank you my tall, gawky bf, we are two peas in a pod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to stop now because this is a dumb post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peaches&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14634694-112292645668906401?l=sailorashley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailorashley.blogspot.com/feeds/112292645668906401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14634694&amp;postID=112292645668906401' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14634694/posts/default/112292645668906401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14634694/posts/default/112292645668906401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailorashley.blogspot.com/2005/08/this-be-random-yo.html' title='this be random yo'/><author><name>SailorAshley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16637947651036549547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v218/SailorAshley/sonic.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14634694.post-112266346350598930</id><published>2005-07-29T14:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T15:30:03.520-04:00</updated><title type='text'>From the beach with love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6960/1330/1600/000_08073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6960/1330/400/000_08073.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Marquette is beautiful when its warm and I cannot wait to live there next summer. Right-o. So anyway, here are some pictures I took while farting around on the beach. It was a little cloudy that day so some of them are grainy. The first pic is of an island right off  the beach. We go cliff jumping there. You have to wade out to get to it, but its an amazing view. The last pic was taken in the car on the way home. I was bored, so so bored. What you see in that picture is what I see THE WHOLE TIME during the drive. I'm going to put more pics on livejournal..so check there also.&lt;br /&gt;ta-ta!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6960/1330/1600/000_08121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6960/1330/400/000_08121.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6960/1330/1600/000_08101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6960/1330/400/000_08101.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6960/1330/1600/000_0814.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6960/1330/400/000_0814.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/14634694-112266346350598930?l=sailorashley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailorashley.blogspot.com/feeds/112266346350598930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14634694&amp;postID=112266346350598930' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14634694/posts/default/112266346350598930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14634694/posts/default/112266346350598930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailorashley.blogspot.com/2005/07/from-beach-with-love.html' title='From the beach with love'/><author><name>SailorAshley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16637947651036549547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v218/SailorAshley/sonic.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14634694.post-112250213632296762</id><published>2005-07-27T18:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T18:11:47.503-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tomorrow I return to reality, also known as Fargo. Here's Marquette in a nutshell:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Zach and I found an apartment really close to the school. One of the windows faces a baseball diamond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- We've been staying at our friend Tom's house, which is super classy. Tom is in the culinary school here so we've been eating like kings all week. On Monday he made Italian, poped in some Frank Sinatra, and we merrily ate to Come Fly with Me and sipped wine. This kid also grinds his own coffee so he has a fresh cup the morning. holy wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Found out that I only have to pay $454.20 for tuition this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Went to the beach and almost fainted when it was discovered that the water didn't feel like it was -15 degrees. Pictures later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- On the way home tomorrow we are going to stop at &lt;a href="http://www.d.umn.edu/glen/glenda.htm"&gt;Glensheen Mansion&lt;/a&gt; in Duluth,MN and take a tour of it. There was a murder there 40 years ago before it was turned into a museum and apparently you're not allowed to talk about the murder when taking the tour or "its highly frowned upon".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay thats all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14634694-112250213632296762?l=sailorashley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailorashley.blogspot.com/feeds/112250213632296762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14634694&amp;postID=112250213632296762' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14634694/posts/default/112250213632296762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14634694/posts/default/112250213632296762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailorashley.blogspot.com/2005/07/tomorrow-i-return-to-reality-also.html' title=''/><author><name>SailorAshley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16637947651036549547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v218/SailorAshley/sonic.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14634694.post-112216127347207607</id><published>2005-07-23T18:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-23T19:27:53.476-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Drive Away</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow I leave for Marquette.  Am I very happy about this? Extremely.  A vay-cay for the Fargo way is just what I need.  I need to refresh myself in preparation for the upcoming month.  This is a very odd time in my life.  I feel independent, yet not.  I no longer depend on my family financially, I no longer live at home, but god damn, as soon as I get home Mama is totally going to buy me some bras and undies.  Perhaps dating Zach has something to do with it...or a lot.  I feel as though this relationship has elevated my confidence, emotional expression, and outlook.  I am now depending on these aspects of my personality more so than the people I have around me.  Does that make sense?  I am mentioning underwear and personal breakthroughs  in the same paragraph.  Thats hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I need to pack.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14634694-112216127347207607?l=sailorashley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailorashley.blogspot.com/feeds/112216127347207607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14634694&amp;postID=112216127347207607' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14634694/posts/default/112216127347207607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14634694/posts/default/112216127347207607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailorashley.blogspot.com/2005/07/drive-away.html' title='Drive Away'/><author><name>SailorAshley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16637947651036549547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v218/SailorAshley/sonic.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14634694.post-112198569782983833</id><published>2005-07-21T18:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T18:41:37.833-04:00</updated><title type='text'>So this is my summer home..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6960/1330/1600/000_0777.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6960/1330/320/000_0777.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to 6th St. W. This is where I spend a lot of my time other than the Bakery.   The best part of this house is the bathtub, its huge!  I like to sit in it after I come home from work and don't wish to smell like a big piece of bread anymore.  My view from the deck consists of two large over grown plots which will soon be turned into a house that looks exactly like this one.  Because thats how we roll in this subdivision.  This post is boring so I'm going to eat some ice cream now.  Bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6960/1330/1600/000_07852.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6960/1330/320/000_07852.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6960/1330/1600/000_07903.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6960/1330/320/000_07903.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6960/1330/1600/000_07822.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6960/1330/320/000_07822.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/14634694-112198569782983833?l=sailorashley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailorashley.blogspot.com/feeds/112198569782983833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14634694&amp;postID=112198569782983833' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14634694/posts/default/112198569782983833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14634694/posts/default/112198569782983833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailorashley.blogspot.com/2005/07/so-this-is-my-summer-home.html' title='So this is my summer home..'/><author><name>SailorAshley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16637947651036549547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v218/SailorAshley/sonic.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14634694.post-112188856484549506</id><published>2005-07-20T15:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-20T16:20:23.560-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6960/1330/1600/maybemehair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6960/1330/320/maybemehair.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want her hair. Too bad mine is not long enough yet to do so. However, her bangs will be mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I just loooove how easy it is to post pictures on here. Much better than livejournal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14634694-112188856484549506?l=sailorashley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailorashley.blogspot.com/feeds/112188856484549506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14634694&amp;postID=112188856484549506' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14634694/posts/default/112188856484549506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14634694/posts/default/112188856484549506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailorashley.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-want-her-hair.html' title=''/><author><name>SailorAshley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16637947651036549547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v218/SailorAshley/sonic.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14634694.post-112180106908740694</id><published>2005-07-19T15:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T18:10:18.690-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Why I did&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;get a blog?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14634694-112180106908740694?l=sailorashley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailorashley.blogspot.com/feeds/112180106908740694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14634694&amp;postID=112180106908740694' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14634694/posts/default/112180106908740694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14634694/posts/default/112180106908740694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailorashley.blogspot.com/2005/07/why-i-did-get-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>SailorAshley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16637947651036549547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v218/SailorAshley/sonic.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry></feed>
