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  <title>JAMIE</title>
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    <title>So.......</title>
    <published>2007-04-21T11:36:58Z</published>
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    <content type="html">I can't believe I forgot about LJ... I haven't posted in soo long I almost forgot how!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I vow to post more... I will start as soon as something worth posting about takes place..</content>
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    <title>sweethert68 @ 2006-08-14T11:20:00</title>
    <published>2006-08-14T18:21:34Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-14T18:21:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I dont even remember the last time I posted in my live journal.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to be super lame though and admit  that I am hooked on Laguna Beach - The Real Orange County.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little cousin was at my house all weekend and she was watching the Laguna Beach marathon on MTV.  I started watching about three episodes into the second season... And now I am hooked... I love it... It is just like the OC but with real people... I have now convinced Michelle that we must go to Target or Best Buy so I may purchase season 1 &amp; 2 on DVD.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; Season 3 starts wednesday!!!!</content>
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    <title>I hate ASSHOLES</title>
    <published>2005-11-10T20:51:07Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-10T20:51:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">You know the type of people who intentionally act like children when they are supposed to be adults.  So this journal entry is for him:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK YOU MR. LINKER - I HATE YOU TOO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we share office space where we are.  There are three seperate businesses in one office, Our office, Linker Financial Group and another Attorney.  We occasionally refer business to them and they to us, however our offices are run a lot differently.  My boss is nice, he walks in every morning and says hello to EVERYONE, the same can be said for the other Attorney, a generally nice person.  However Mr. Ray Linker, Mr. I think I am better than EVERYONE walks in and will say hello to only about 2 people, and those people just happen to be people who have their noses so far up his ass it appears uncomfortable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the other day he walks into my bosses office and closes the door, ok no big deal.... until he walks out and my boss send Tristan and I an e-mail.... which says.... " Mr. Prick of the Universe would like US out of the office by Jan 1, 06.... the reason because he hates Phil's staff - (JAMIE &amp; TRISTAN) well you know what fucking tough.... he doesn't pay me.... So Phil said FUCK him we are not going anywhere... if he hates us this much then he can fucking leave...  I AGREE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I over heard that they where having a FULL office meeting today and the whole office would need to be there minus OUR office... Like I want to be in the room with him anyways... So because of said meeting I asked Phil if he minded that we wear NON PROFESSIONAL CLOTHES... which is one of Mr. Linkers biggest issues with Myself and Tristan... Phil said sure so we are ALL 3 wearing jeans and red shirts... GO DOGS!!! and FUCK YOU RAY!!!... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also Mr. Linker decided to buy the whole office lunch minus the 3 of us... this morning Phil went and bought Corona's for before the game... and a couple of people have already comitted on having one... yeah right fuckers there will be NO sharing going on here anymore.. but Tristan and I will say something the next time we have a seminar and bring in the left over soda's and snacks and they are seen with some of it... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry everyone I felt the need to VENT!!!!!!</content>
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    <title>San Diego Summit</title>
    <published>2005-10-12T18:40:28Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-12T18:40:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">We attended the American Academy of Estate Planning Attorney's summit in San Diego this weekend, They have the event every year, Phil attended last year, but this was my first time, not only at the summit but in San Diego as well.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was okay, the summit itself was a little on the boring side.  On Friday night they had what they called a social event, basically it was a buffet dinner at the San Diego Hall of Champions.  It was so fucking lame.  But there was this young Attorney from Florida that we had met at the guest &amp; new member lunch.  He was a riot, he ended up sitting with us at the dinner, and a couple of girls sat with us too.  Our table was the life of the party maybe because we were all fairly young.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ended up back at the Catamaran (summit location) in the bar/lounge along with our newly made best friend from South Carolina, her name is McLauren.  She is just like me but with a southern drawl.  Tristan I taught her so much this weekend.  She is going to e-mail me all the pictures from this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then on Sunday Tristan and went shopping all day long in Pacific Beach which is where the Catamaran is.  They had this really cool music store and I think we spent two hours in there.  They had used and new CD's and they were like 5 dollars each.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so happy to be home Sunday evening though, I missed Lance a whole bunch and he called me like every hour when I was gone... But he gave me my new birthday present when I got back.... He took back the MP3 player and got me a digital camera.</content>
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    <title>My Birthday</title>
    <published>2005-09-27T20:58:18Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-27T20:58:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I can't begin to explain how terrible my birthday was.  It is sad really... I talked my Mom into cancelling her Roger Rockas for that evening so I could send my Birthday with my family... bad idea, I should have just spent the day with Lance...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got up pretty early that morning around 9:00 a.m. talked Lance into going with me to McDonald's so I could get something to eat.  My Mom said she was going to Clovis Fest, I figured that would be cool everyone would just be there for dinner....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sat around the house all day and watched football with my Dad and Lance, which on anyother day would have been fine but I mean come on now this is my Birthday the one day of the year I should be able to do whatever I want and it should be fun.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that sucked right there but wait the best part of the day is coming... So at about 5:00 everyone came over by everyone I mean my Brother, Sister-in-Law, Nephew, Neices, and Grandma.... it was a ragger.... anyways I ended up cooking for everyone on my Birthday.... I BBQ'ed 3 Tri-Tips.... that was great.... then I sliced them all... so we sat down at the table to eat and my Brother had the nerve to talk shit about the cooking... apparently when I was being rushed to cut them I cut them the wrong direction... nice I felt like crying.... then my Dad as if he had been unaware of the shit talking of my brother decided to say that same fucking thing... "who cut the meat wrong"? yeah nothing like a great FUCH YOU JAMIE to finish my birthday..... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got up from the table walked into my room and cryed for the remainder of the night....</content>
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    <title>My Birthday</title>
    <published>2005-09-23T21:19:28Z</published>
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    <content type="html">So My Birthday is Sunday..... and I came into work this morning and my whole desk was decorated.... and then I had a client at 9:00 and as I am sitting there in the glass office I see about 40 balloons walk by..... Michelle and Alice got me so many balloons.. and Phil had Tristan cancel all of the appointments for this afternoon, I have a feeling we are going to get the rest of the day off.... We went to my favorite restaurant for lunch Yoshino's...... I love that place.....  They took our picture... It came out surprisingly well considering the girl was holding the camera backwards at first...LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After work... cocktails next door.... I might have to take my car home first huh?</content>
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    <title>sweethert68 @ 2005-09-08T10:44:00</title>
    <published>2005-09-08T17:45:09Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Friday, September 2nd, 2005 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Mr. Bush: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any idea where all our helicopters are? It's Day 5 of Hurricane Katrina and thousands remain stranded in New Orleans and need to be airlifted. Where on earth could you have misplaced all our military choppers? Do you need help finding them? I once lost my car in a Sears parking lot. Man, was that a drag. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, any idea where all our National Guard soldiers are? We could really use them right now for the type of thing they signed up to do like helping with national disasters. How come they weren't there to begin with? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Thursday I was in south Florida and sat outside while the eye of Hurricane Katrina passed over my head. It was only a Category 1 then but it was pretty nasty. Eleven people died and, as of today, there were still homes without power. That night the weatherman said this storm was on its way to New Orleans. That was Thursday! Did anybody tell you? I know you didn't want to interrupt your vacation and I know how you don't like to get bad news. Plus, you had fundraisers to go to and mothers of dead soldiers to ignore and smear. You sure showed her! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I especially like how, the day after the hurricane, instead of flying to Louisiana, you flew to San Diego to party with your business peeps. Don't let people criticize you for this -- after all, the hurricane was over and what the heck could you do, put your finger in the dike? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And don't listen to those who, in the coming days, will reveal how you specifically reduced the Army Corps of Engineers' budget for New Orleans this summer for the third year in a row. You just tell them that even if you hadn't cut the money to fix those levees, there weren't going to be any Army engineers to fix them anyway because you had a much more important construction job for them -- BUILDING DEMOCRACY IN IRAQ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Day 3, when you finally left your vacation home, I have to say I was moved by how you had your Air Force One pilot descend from the clouds as you flew over New Orleans so you could catch a quick look of the disaster. Hey, I know you couldn't stop and grab a bullhorn and stand on some rubble and act like a commander in chief. Been there done that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There will be those who will try to politicize this tragedy and try to use it against you. Just have your people keep pointing that out. Respond to nothing. Even those pesky scientists who predicted this would happen because the water in the Gulf of Mexico is getting hotter and hotter making a storm like this inevitable. Ignore them and all their global warming Chicken Littles. There is nothing unusual about a hurricane that was so wide it would be like having one F-4 tornado that stretched from New York to Cleveland. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, Mr. Bush, you just stay the course. It's not your fault that 30 percent of New Orleans lives in poverty or that tens of thousands had no transportation to get out of town. C'mon, they're black! I mean, it's not like this happened to Kennebunkport. Can you imagine leaving white people on their roofs for five days? Don't make me laugh! Race has nothing -- NOTHING -- to do with this! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You hang in there, Mr. Bush. Just try to find a few of our Army helicopters and send them there. Pretend the people of New Orleans and the Gulf Coast are near Tikrit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael Moore</content>
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    <title>Sushi Fun</title>
    <published>2005-06-30T21:43:30Z</published>
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    <content type="html">So the other night I asked Lance if he would like to go to dinner, my treat since I didn't really do much for him for his birthday.  So we went to my favorite Sushi place Yoshino's when we arrived it was packed, we actually had to wait for seats to open up on the side we wanted.  Since it was so busy we decided we would just drink and let the chef get caught up..... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kirk is our Sushi chef, he is the best, and his brother works there as well his name is Feng.... Well we ended up being there for about 3 hours.... we drank we ate and we talked to the chef's.... in the middle of our conversation with Kirk he asked where we live, we said Easton, and he said he went to school out there at Washington Union..... sooooo strange, aparently this guy went to school with me and I never knew he existed..... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, $80.00 later we decided to call it a night, and to be honest $40.00 of that was a tip I left.... Lance always gets so upset with me for leaving to much as a tip... and when I have been drinking I leave even more.... My theory is if you tip them good then the next time you go in they will remember and they will go out of their way to serve you....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it was a good night!!</content>
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    <title>Moving</title>
    <published>2005-06-15T23:03:13Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-15T23:03:13Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So Lance and I are moving, we were looking for a house, but have decided we will do the apartment thing for a little while and start saving some money, and hopfully by the beginning of next year can buy a house.  Lance actually just got his raise and promotion so that will help us out financially.  I am not to sure when moving day will be, we might have to wait till the end of July.  We are going to live in the foxwood apartments, which is where my cousin Tristan lives right now.... The good part about it is that they are about and 1/8 of a mile from work so Tristan and I can car pool....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now though I am starting to buy little stuff that I need like pots, pans, dishes, silverware, glasses, and stuff for the bathroom like towels and wash clothes and stuff.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The great thing about these apartments is that they have washer and dryers.  I could never live without those.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we are actually going to go any walk through them this week sometime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah and Kari and I are getting our tattoos this weekend..... Her and I are going today to talk to Christy the girl who is doing them and I want mine drawn out first..... But I am a little nervous... but excited too.....</content>
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    <title>Milk Challange!</title>
    <published>2005-06-07T17:20:05Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-07T17:20:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So I am not sure if anyone knows what the milk challange is but if you don't I will explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Sunday morning I called my cousin Becka and we decided that we should go to lunch.  So I got ready and drove to her house.  Picked up her and the baby and Josh and his friend followed us there.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch we went over to Josh's friends house and hung out.  This is when Josh remembers the milk challenge.  So he told his friend about it and they both decided that it was going to be the easiest thing ever.  so I offered to drive to the store and purchase the milk if Josh and his friend were game.  Josh's friend Greg unfortunatly backed out of the deal, but not Josh he insisted that it would be no problem.  Jose also called three more of his friends and told them about the milk challenge and all of them wanted to get in on the action and were making bets with him that he would not be able to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there were about five of us sitting there and Josh was still pretty confident that he would have not problem finishing the gallon of milk in less than an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well about 40 mins and 1/2 gallon later the vomitting bagan and it continued for roughly 30 mins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Josh was then convinced that the milk challenge was impossible.</content>
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    <title>Funniest Story Ever!!!</title>
    <published>2005-05-20T23:33:17Z</published>
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    <content type="html">So the other night Michelle and I decided we would go the TGI Friday's for cocktails after work.  Well as we were on our way out we asked Alice if she would like to join us.  (Alice is fairly new to our office, she is in her fifties, recently widowed and the nicest person ever.)  Alice agreed to join us under the conditions that we would only let her have one drink.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we got there we ordered some drinks and started talking and had the best time.  Well about a 12 drinks each Michelle had Alice believing that we should really go to City Lights (since Alice had never been to a strip club.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well surprisingly enough Alice was quite excited about the adventure she was about to go on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the funnest time ever.... Alice kept saying she couldn't drink anymore and Michelle would go buy her another one.... Alice kept saying that she was hungry but we just kept going......... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that night it was established that Michelle's nickname was biscuit, because when she is trying not to curse she says biscuit.... Well we tried all night to find a nickname for Alice, but couldn't think of a good one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the next day at work, Michelle came back to my desk and we laughed about the night before and how mean we were to Alice without trying to be.  Michelle said it was sorta like hazing......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that is when it came to me... the movie Old School..... and "my boy blue"...... at that time it was decided Alice's nickname would from now on be BLUE.....</content>
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    <title>HAPPY SAINT PATRICK'S DAY!</title>
    <published>2005-03-17T22:23:10Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-17T22:23:10Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Just thought I would wish everyone a Happy St. Patty's Day......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since it is my favorite holiday!!!</content>
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    <title>la la la</title>
    <published>2005-03-08T17:24:03Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-08T17:24:03Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Give a little bit - Supertramp</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So I guess it is time again to update my journal.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much going on with me.  This past weekend I went to the Valley Championship Basketball game with my parents to watch WUHS.  I must say I had a great time.  My Mom, Dad, Uncle, Brother, Brothers best friend and little counsin all went.  It was a really on the edge of your seat kind of game.  I found myself yelling and clapping..... It was at the Selland Arena, so there were 3 games.  Our game, the girls division I game (Central &amp; Stockdale) - which I must say for a girls game was pretty good.  Central was No. 1 and they ended up losing bad.  and lastly division I boys (Clovis &amp; Clovis West) - I wanted Clovis West to lose bad.  But they ended up winning.  There is a state playoff game tonight at WUHS, I am thinking about going......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other news...... I got my CD player put in my car yesterday.... Lance bought it for me for Christmas, and he payed for installation too..... But you know how that is, they called me at work to tell me I needed all this other shit.  So I ended up paying like 70 bux plus I just had to buy some new CD's.  So I took Lance with me..... yeah bad idea.... he insisted on buying Bone's Greatest Hits..... blah..... something I would never want..... So I have decided I am going to start buying CD's more often.  I only have about 8 CD's, due to the fact that all my others CD's got stolen about a year ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I am going to go and get my nails done today at lunch..... my nail person is back from vacation... and my real nails just dont cut it..... I was thinking about a pedicure too.... but that would take too long.... maybe next time.</content>
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    <title>Thanks Becca this is cool!!!!</title>
    <published>2005-03-08T17:12:45Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-08T17:12:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;form action="http://ljmaps.robobeasts.com/setlocation.php"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;table style="width:50%;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="background:#dddddd; color:black;"&gt;I'm trying to get all my Livejournal friends' locations plotted on &lt;a style="color:blue;" href="http://ljmaps.robobeasts.com/viewmap.php?user=sweethert68"&gt;a map&lt;/a&gt; - please add your location starting with this form.&lt;br /&gt;Username:&lt;input type="TEXT" name="user" size="10" maxlength="15" /&gt;&lt;input type="SUBMIT" value="Add" /&gt;&lt;br&gt;(Then get your friends to!)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/form&gt;</content>
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    <title>Wash your hands</title>
    <published>2005-02-23T19:18:55Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-23T19:18:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I am not sure if I have ever mentioned this before or not, but we have this lady that works in our office, she is pretty nasty.  Well a couple of months ago Amber came back from the restroom and informed us that this lady Peggy does not wash her hands when she is finished.  We all thought she was kidding, but over the course of a couple months we have all been witness to the awful fact.  Well the whole thing has kind of become a HUGE office joke.  Everytime one of us leaves for the potty we yell out wash your hand okay..... as obvious that it should be to her that we mean her she still does not seem to GET IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So last night Michelle and I were at Phil's Seminar, and decided to go across the street and have a beverage while he was speaking.  So we went to Harry's which is a bar, and after a couple beers, we needed to go to the restroom.  That is when I saw it you know one of those signs they have over the sink in public restrooms, the one that says "Wash your hand.... to protect yourself and co-workers....California Health code blah blah blah.... and I started thinking...... and I took it..... I told Michelle I had a surprise for her and would give it to her when we left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we get in to car and I pull it out of my purse, and I thought Michelle was going to wet herself..... I have NEVER seen her laugh so hard.  So when I got here this morning Michelle had posted the thing above the sink and one on my computer..... However I guess her boss didn't think it was very funny..... so he took it down and wrote "It's not funny anymore. - Ray"....... I told her to tell him I put it up there..... He can't do anything to me..... Asshole.</content>
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    <title>sweethert68 @ 2005-01-21T18:16:00</title>
    <published>2005-01-22T02:27:40Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-22T02:27:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">This is the first time I have been on LJ since the servers were down or whatever.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will make this one quick.  There isn't much going on with me... nothing exciting anyways.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to work this morning and Michelle called the office, on my line.... and said if anyone asks, she was going to be a little late... I asked her why, and she said she had been in jail all night... She worked at the resturant last night, and I guess when she got off work she had a beer with the bartender.  On her way home to Madera, she was pulled over and the Highway Patrol officer said she smelled like beer, and gave her a breathalizer.... long story short, she got a DUI.... She only blew a .08.  and the legal limit here in CA is .08 which doesn't make much sense.  She said she was very nice to them and they were nice to her, but she ended up in the Madera County Jail for 5 hours.  I guess they make you stay there for at least 5 hours.  I felt really bad for her.  But when she was talking to my boss about it he called a friend of his who does DUI cases, and the guy said he can definatly get  it reduced, because there is a .02 margin of error on there breathalizer thingy... So she has to meet with him tomorrow.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is WHY.... I do not drink and drive.  I don't think it is worth it.  I have been buzzed many times in the past and still driven, but I haven't do that in forever.  I mean I drink to get DRUNK... and I am not going to get DRUNK and drive, so what is the point in having like 1 or 2 beers and not being able to feel it.... I decided a long time ago it is not worth it.  I can find a sober driver, or just not drink...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I talked to Julie the other day, she said she got into an accident the other night, and totalled her car.  I guess it wasn't her fault, and some guy hit her head on.... pretty scary.... She had Madison in the car and I guess she said that her car seat squished her.... poor baby!</content>
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    <title>Last Night</title>
    <published>2005-01-11T16:41:15Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-11T16:41:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So last night was great so I had to stay here at the office till 6:00 cause we had a signing.  Then Michelle wanted to go out.... I agreed to go to dinner with Michelle, Amber and Amber's daughter who is 6.  We let Amber's daughter pick the resturant.... She is a smart girl she picked Japanese Kitchen.... yum... So Michelle and I head over to meet them.  We waited for about 45 mins..... So Michelle said she had to go potty.... OK we head to the bathroom..... and this Lady almost plows us over to get in there.... Michelle just kinda looked at me... I was waiting for Michelle when I realized what the Lady was in such a hurry for.  She blew that bathroom up with a vengance..... As I was holding in the laughter.  Michelle walks out and is bright red and then she let her laughter out...... She then felt bad and ran from the restroom........ We couldn't stop laughing.... Amber asked what was going on...... it took us about ten minuets to get the story out.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were there for so long.... but the food was great and our cook was pretty funny...... Michelle and I had a couple Japanese beers..... which by the way are bottled in Canada.... we thought that was pretty funny...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We saw Garrett there which is Michelle's bosses son.  He was there with these kids that looked like Hot Topic employees.... yeah and Amber's daughter was pointing and asked why their hair was pink.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Times.....</content>
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    <title>HELP</title>
    <published>2005-01-08T03:12:21Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-08T03:12:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Hey I know someone can tell me where to go and get the color code chart.... I forget where it is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You</content>
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    <title>sweethert68 @ 2005-01-07T18:59:00</title>
    <published>2005-01-08T03:02:25Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-08T03:02:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So I have been so busy at work lately, I have no time to do anything else.  I have to go into the office tomorrow to proof an AD that is running in the Fresno Bee monday.  The idiot guy didn't have a copy to my today, so I told him I would come into the office tomorrow and proof a copy.  I hate this job, I have to really check it.  If there are errors I am grass.  Phil said this AD is going to cost him around $4,000.00 so I have to make sure it looks GREAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He went out of town yesterday, to Bakersfield for a couple appointments.  and he was going to LA this afternoon, but they closed the Grapevine.  S o he came back into the office at around 1:30.  He brought with him a brand new printer for me.  I love it.  I took a giant stack of stuff I drafted for him to look over and he said WOW you sure have been a busy little bee... I laughed and said Yeah you know me.... That is when he gave me GREAT news......dun dun dun..... I AM  GETTING A RAISE.  He said he is giving me a raise, against his better judgement... and then he laughed.... I can't wait till Friday, which is payday.... I wonder how much it will be??? I am excited.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I said I am going into the office tomorrow.  I have tons of stuff to work on, and figure it will be a lot easier to work on stuff while the phones are not blowing up and there is no one there.... But Michelle and Peggy are going to be there working  too.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ray told Michelle on Tuesday that she is getting a raise too.... which is cool I really like MIchelle.  But she is getting a new job, and everyone is going to be moving around in there.  I guess it is time for me to move back to the desk in front of Phil's office door.  I thought I would be bored back there, but yesterday I decided it is a good idea.  There was a client in the front talking to Ray and I couldn't get any thing done.... she was soo loud I could not even think....Since my job has become so important an stressful maybe I should move to the back were there is less commotion... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I guess now Linker is going to be hiring a Receptionist.... and I suppose we should be looking for one too.... Maybe just part time for now.  Answering the phones, and greeting clients at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone knows anyone looking for that type of job let me know, I would like to find someone cool for the job.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had lunch with Kirsten the other day, and it was nice to see her.... I never realized how many great memories we had made together...... Hope we can do it again sometime..... she should meet my girlfriends from work I think we would all have a lot of fun togeher.....</content>
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    <title>Update</title>
    <published>2004-12-31T18:12:19Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-31T18:12:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well Christmas went okay, it was pretty laid back.  The only thing exciting that happened was Lance's friend from Portland came down to visit.  So we hung out with him all day on Sunday.  Which was nice we haven't seen him for about 6 months.  We went to him Mom's house to hang out with him, and it has been about 6 months since we have seen his family too.  When we got there his sister was so excited she hugged me, which was a little strange.... But it was nice to see him and his gorlfriend again.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week has been so SLOW at work.... but at the same time it has been a mess.  Phil decided to CLEAN his office.  That means pile shit on MY desk and make me figure out why they were in his office.  On Wednesday Michelle and I decided since she was leaving for vacation Thursday, we would have our own little New Years party.  So we went and picked up TGI Fridays and went to the liquor store and got a bottle of vodka, some bloody mary mix, and a 30 pack of beer.... So Michelle, Phil, the computer guy and myself sat here at the office and drank until 7:00 then Michelle and I headed over to World Sports Cafe, where we watched the FSU basketball game.  It was fun times.  We had a blast..... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then yesterday Michelle called me at 7:00am to make plans for lunch, since she wasn't leaving for LA until about 4:00pm.  So Amber and I met her at (where else) TGI Fridays.... You know I was never a big fan of that place before, since I have worked here that is where we always eat.... BLAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, I have been here at work since about 7:30.... The phone has rang once, and it was Phil.... He told me cancel his appointments for today, because he is going to LA for a meeting with Ray.... OK but he better be coming in cause today is pay day!!!!!!!  I am also going to inform him when he gets here that it is dead here..... So I can go HOME.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amber said she is leaving at Noon.... so that is when I am going to leave, I might come in on sunday and do the mounds of filing I have back there..... GOD.... Phil asked me yesterday if I needed any help (this means hiring someone) Nah I've got it covered.... So working this weekend is going to have to happen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HOPE EVERYONE HAS A HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!!!!!!!  BE SAFE !!!!!!</content>
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    <title>BLAH!</title>
    <published>2004-12-23T17:56:12Z</published>
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    <content type="html">God I am so tierd, and I don't know why, I went to sleep last night at 8:00p.m.  Lance didn't get home from work until 11:45 which I didn't even know because I was so knocked out.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My boss has not been in the office since Monday.  I just called him and she said he is out AGIAN today until 2:00 and he is coming in for an appointment and then he is leaving again.  I wrapped all of his family Christmas Presents yesterday and stacked them in his office on the floor.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know why I am here today, because Phil is out and there is NOTHING going on.  I guess it isnt that bad because Laura, Amber and Ty are here and they are always entertaining.  I guess we are going to Red Lobster for lunch.  Christmas Lunch is what we are calling it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what Lance is getting me for Christmas, but all the girls here in the office say they are excited for me.... huh.... He said his Mom is going with him today to pick it up.... But he wouldn't say from where.... I wanna know, but I love surprises so much....I think I am going to tell Phil that I will work half day tomorrow, but that is it, he only gets a half day from me.... Phil gave all of us girls a candle from his Mom's store.  She owns some store called Vonda's at Villagio.... I have never been there but he said it is a really nice store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle is out of the office today &amp; tomorrow, she went home for a funeral, I guess her parents have an annual Christmas party, and one of their freinds who left the party that night wrecked his Harley and died.  Her parents are not taking it all that well, I guess her parents have known the man for 30+ years.</content>
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    <title>Christmas List</title>
    <published>2004-12-23T17:25:07Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-23T17:25:07Z</updated>
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    <title>Well</title>
    <published>2004-12-18T10:27:31Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-18T10:27:31Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I have not updated my journal in a really long time, I have been soo busy, I am now currently the only employee my boss has, so on top of all the shit I was doing before, I am now answering phones, greeting clients, the whole nine yards.  But I suppose it has paid off.  BECAUSE....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a cell phone last week, My cell phone was so expensive, that I turned if off.  So last Monday I came into work and there was a cell phone sitting on my chair.  I wasn't sure why so I asked him, and he said it was my new toy.  That was the greatest gift ever.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also bought a car that day.  My cousina and her husband bought a brand new 2005 mustang, which I think are the tightest cars ever!!.. and she sold me her 97 saturn for a mere $1,000.00.  Which is a great deal and I LOVE the car great gas mileage.... awsome..... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I stayed late tonight at work, because aparently Phil scheduled a Trust signing for 11:00 Monday morning and the shit isn't even  drafted.  So out of the kindness of my heart I stayed and drafted it.  I also had to send out about 200 Christmas Cards by myself.  I was sitting there at about 6:30 when Phil walked over to my desk and put an envelope on my desk.  I asked why and he said because I was on his list.  Well I didn't open it I just kept on working and a while later Michelle asked me why I hadn'r opened it.  So I decided to open it, and at that moment I thought I was going to cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He gave me $1,500.00 for a christmas bonus, which just happens to be more than I have ever gotten for a bonus.  I really started crying.  I walked into his office and cryed and hugged him and thanked him from the bottom of my heart.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I now do not know what is a sufficient gift for him, if anyone has any GREAT idea's please help me out.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE the man he is truly not only the BEST boss I have ever had, he is the BEST person Ihave EVER met.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after work Michelle and I went to the Fresno Falcons game. This guy who works with us is Jeff Ferguson I guess the same person who has his jersey retired in the Save Mart Center.  He gave us his TEAM tickets, which are with the team.  We had a wonderful time.  Then we went to Club Habano's and that was fun too.  Lance picked me up because I was a little drunk.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think tonight was the GREATEST night of my entire life.....</content>
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    <title>Humm</title>
    <published>2004-11-20T09:55:56Z</published>
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    <content type="html">I had a migraine the other day, it was Thursday and I had to leave work early, I couldn't even drive it was so bad, I made Lance come pick me up from work.  This makes like 5 in my lifetime, and every time I get one it is worse than the one before.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to go to my Grandma's house after work Friday, I told her I would help her with some test she has to take, I think it sounds kinda funny me helping her... But she has to take the High School Exit Exam and she is having a hard time on the math section, I guess she has to pass with only a 70%, but she got a 50% so she has to take it again.  And since I just took Math at Reedley last semester she thinks I am a math wiz or something... But I called her and told her I would go over Sunday instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel bad for my Grandma, Since my Uncle passed away she has been lonely I think.  And her and my Aunt are fighting about stupid crap.  So I think I should start spending a little more time with her.  I mean I realize how lucky I am to have my Grandmother, and one day I might not have her.... I really should spenmd more time with her.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called her the other day and asked if I could come over and hang out with her, she was really excited, she called her friends and told them that I was coming over... I think that is cute..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went shopping the other day, which I probably shouldn't have, because I spend way too much money, I went to Limited and they had these light purple pants on sale, and these sweaters.  So I bought an outfit.  Then I went to Macy's, and they were having a Clearence Sale on their shoes, I found the cutest pair of purple shoes for my outfit.... I am really excited about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Julie is trying to talk me into taking a test at the Law School with her tomorrow, but I think it is going to be a waste of time, I can get into the Paralegal program if I have 20 college credits, and I have to have 3 letters of recomendation... why take a test I don't need to take??</content>
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    <title>A restful weekend</title>
    <published>2004-11-15T22:45:02Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Thank God for restful weekends, I did nothing this weekend, and it was great...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started my weekend off by renting a movie, it was not a very good movie, but it was something to do... I think I went to sleep at around 9:30 or 10:00 friday night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday I relaxed all day, decided I would take a nap at about noon.... Then I relaxed some more... Lance had to work until 10:00 so I just hung out with my mom.  We went to dinner just her and I at this Chinese place called East West Cuisine,  I guess the same people own it that own shanghi... Phil had taken me there for lunch a couple months back and I decided My mom needed to try it.  We ordered way to much food, so Lance would have some when he got home from work, and when we got home Darren and Patti wanted the leftovers... so it was good we ordered way tooo much food... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner My mom and I went to Fashion Furniture, and looked at the couchs, because we are getting new ones, Which  is pretty exciting... My mom is also trying to talk me into spending my money I have saved on a bedroom set, but I have decided that they are way to expensive, the one I liked was $3,159.00 and then I would have to buy new mattress's too which would cost me like 400 bux no I think I will wait on that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday I just hung out around the  house some more, Lance didnt have to work so that was nice, I decided to make this Pumpkin cake stuff that I found the recipe for last year So I made two of them, one for Lance's family and one for mine... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we took Lance's Mom theirs last night, and they were pretty excited about it...</content>
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