<?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-696515008247674712</id><updated>2011-10-01T09:27:07.399-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THEN, NOW AND ALWAYS</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Dyanna Frédéric Maurice de La Tour d'Auvergne, duc de Bouillon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15659908414092839829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TOhNe5h8zSI/AAAAAAAAAJA/7LWlMngZVtI/S220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-11-06%2Bat%2B20.58.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>82</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-696515008247674712.post-4183576163799687555</id><published>2010-12-18T21:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T21:36:12.847-08:00</updated><title type='text'>AN INTIMATE MESSAGE FRO JJ-KWON</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TQ2Zp1zaBUI/AAAAAAAAANI/8wdZdHEEGR8/s1600/Screen+shot+2010-12-18+at+11.34.49+PM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="250" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TQ2Zp1zaBUI/AAAAAAAAANI/8wdZdHEEGR8/s400/Screen+shot+2010-12-18+at+11.34.49+PM.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I can't. There are no words.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #555555; font-family: Verdana, 'Bitsream Vera Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hey,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to start off with something unique and to do that I have written a poem.&lt;br /&gt;Because I hate simple messages and I like to show some of my creativeness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1,2,3, look at me&lt;br /&gt;If you don't like what you see&lt;br /&gt;Then please tell me why and then delete me&lt;br /&gt;for common courtesy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets get the ball rolling&lt;br /&gt;and start with a gang&lt;br /&gt;I got my toy gun and it went bang bang bang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you liked my short poem, my rhyme and rhythm please,&lt;br /&gt;Check out my profile and reply back! ^_^...&lt;/i&gt;&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/696515008247674712-4183576163799687555?l=thennowandalways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/feeds/4183576163799687555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2010/12/intimate-message-fro-jj-kwon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/4183576163799687555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/4183576163799687555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2010/12/intimate-message-fro-jj-kwon.html' title='AN INTIMATE MESSAGE FRO JJ-KWON'/><author><name>Dyanna Frédéric Maurice de La Tour d'Auvergne, duc de Bouillon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15659908414092839829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TOhNe5h8zSI/AAAAAAAAAJA/7LWlMngZVtI/S220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-11-06%2Bat%2B20.58.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TQ2Zp1zaBUI/AAAAAAAAANI/8wdZdHEEGR8/s72-c/Screen+shot+2010-12-18+at+11.34.49+PM.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-696515008247674712.post-8278711100460356085</id><published>2010-12-18T16:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T21:19:57.142-08:00</updated><title type='text'>AN INTIMATE MESSAGE FROM JOSE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #555555; font-family: Verdana, 'Bitsream Vera Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TQ1WHeCaASI/AAAAAAAAANE/vkqOCO881sQ/s1600/Screen+shot+2010-12-18+at+6.46.51+PM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TQ1WHeCaASI/AAAAAAAAANE/vkqOCO881sQ/s320/Screen+shot+2010-12-18+at+6.46.51+PM.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Just incase you can't read his poetics:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h2 id="message_heading" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #f83265; font-size: 18px; font-weight: normal; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 2px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 140px; margin-top: 3px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;span class="timestamp" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #888888; font-size: 10px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; position: absolute; right: 15px; top: 13px;"&gt;Dec. 17, 2010 – 7:47am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="message_body" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #555555; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 140px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; padding-bottom: 30px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;im jose 29 from scarborough area im a spanish guy email me at jcx1@live.com&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;is my facebook i think your beatiful&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;whats your favorite color&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;whats the last movie you saw in theathres&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;text me up at (416) 994-xxxx jose&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;what kind of music you like?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;TTYL&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;swoon.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/696515008247674712-8278711100460356085?l=thennowandalways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/feeds/8278711100460356085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2010/12/intimate-message-from-jose.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/8278711100460356085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/8278711100460356085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2010/12/intimate-message-from-jose.html' title='AN INTIMATE MESSAGE FROM JOSE'/><author><name>Dyanna Frédéric Maurice de La Tour d'Auvergne, duc de Bouillon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15659908414092839829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TOhNe5h8zSI/AAAAAAAAAJA/7LWlMngZVtI/S220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-11-06%2Bat%2B20.58.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TQ1WHeCaASI/AAAAAAAAANE/vkqOCO881sQ/s72-c/Screen+shot+2010-12-18+at+6.46.51+PM.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-696515008247674712.post-3374854507777977456</id><published>2010-12-07T20:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T20:52:56.003-08:00</updated><title type='text'>skype</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TP8O38sbo5I/AAAAAAAAANA/FiiDkMiv4SE/s1600/Screen+shot+2010-12-07+at+11.36.33+PM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TP8O38sbo5I/AAAAAAAAANA/FiiDkMiv4SE/s320/Screen+shot+2010-12-07+at+11.36.33+PM.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I discovered screen shots and Jill discovered avatar's on skype.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;God help us all.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/696515008247674712-3374854507777977456?l=thennowandalways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/feeds/3374854507777977456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2010/12/skype.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/3374854507777977456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/3374854507777977456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2010/12/skype.html' title='skype'/><author><name>Dyanna Frédéric Maurice de La Tour d'Auvergne, duc de Bouillon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15659908414092839829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TOhNe5h8zSI/AAAAAAAAAJA/7LWlMngZVtI/S220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-11-06%2Bat%2B20.58.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TP8O38sbo5I/AAAAAAAAANA/FiiDkMiv4SE/s72-c/Screen+shot+2010-12-07+at+11.36.33+PM.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-696515008247674712.post-1796025242254372623</id><published>2010-12-07T14:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T14:09:26.584-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hey mr. dj</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TP6wXdfED1I/AAAAAAAAAM8/VTehNnrV8MA/s1600/IMG_7024.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TP6wXdfED1I/AAAAAAAAAM8/VTehNnrV8MA/s400/IMG_7024.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Photo Credit: &lt;a href="http://www.burningxfight.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sarde Hardie &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/696515008247674712-1796025242254372623?l=thennowandalways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/feeds/1796025242254372623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2010/12/hey-mr-dj.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/1796025242254372623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/1796025242254372623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2010/12/hey-mr-dj.html' title='hey mr. dj'/><author><name>Dyanna Frédéric Maurice de La Tour d'Auvergne, duc de Bouillon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15659908414092839829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TOhNe5h8zSI/AAAAAAAAAJA/7LWlMngZVtI/S220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-11-06%2Bat%2B20.58.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TP6wXdfED1I/AAAAAAAAAM8/VTehNnrV8MA/s72-c/IMG_7024.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-696515008247674712.post-4490381072616472570</id><published>2010-12-06T09:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T20:50:54.124-08:00</updated><title type='text'>lay me down in the tall grass</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Its been a pretty crazy weekend and I'm definitely feeling its effects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday night was a dance party @ Meghans:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TP0YI8xRzQI/AAAAAAAAAMA/MPC3lwn2GSQ/s1600/DSC05170.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="222" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TP0YI8xRzQI/AAAAAAAAAMA/MPC3lwn2GSQ/s320/DSC05170.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night was Parts and Labour with Natalie, Meghan, Sarde and Maera. Saturday was cleaning in prep for my latka party and peeling and peeling and peeling 10 lbs of potatoes for my 3 lovely guests that showed up. Then we went to Parts and Labour again and dance a little to Motown and then went home. We were pretty full of potatoes. Here's some pictures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TP0akEWQygI/AAAAAAAAAMg/YlpPu8_L-WE/s1600/DSC05171.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TP0akEWQygI/AAAAAAAAAMg/YlpPu8_L-WE/s400/DSC05171.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TP0asR3g64I/AAAAAAAAAMk/NC_VsrjSSzw/s1600/DSC05172.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TP0asR3g64I/AAAAAAAAAMk/NC_VsrjSSzw/s400/DSC05172.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TP0bDdGH6kI/AAAAAAAAAMo/zztcGL4jWI0/s1600/DSC05174.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TP0bDdGH6kI/AAAAAAAAAMo/zztcGL4jWI0/s400/DSC05174.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TP0bQYG0F7I/AAAAAAAAAMs/FvqMYOeOMzg/s1600/DSC05175.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TP0bQYG0F7I/AAAAAAAAAMs/FvqMYOeOMzg/s400/DSC05175.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TP0bsIsw6aI/AAAAAAAAAMw/yh4quwwBSRA/s1600/DSC05178.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TP0bsIsw6aI/AAAAAAAAAMw/yh4quwwBSRA/s400/DSC05178.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="font-size: 13px; padding-top: 4px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Last night was more Hanukkah parties and kids and singing. It was pretty cute.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Here's me and Nurit and me and Freddy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TP0ce5jeenI/AAAAAAAAAM0/RL9G6xiHTrs/s1600/DSC05188.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TP0ce5jeenI/AAAAAAAAAM0/RL9G6xiHTrs/s400/DSC05188.JPG" style="cursor: move;" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TP0crfrfo8I/AAAAAAAAAM4/d_CH5e5L2dM/s1600/DSC05190.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TP0crfrfo8I/AAAAAAAAAM4/d_CH5e5L2dM/s320/DSC05190.JPG" style="cursor: move;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I'm going to work out now and then come back home and get back into bed. All this snow is really putting a damper on being sick.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="goog_202972871"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_202972872"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/696515008247674712-4490381072616472570?l=thennowandalways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/feeds/4490381072616472570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2010/12/lay-me-down-in-tall-grass.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/4490381072616472570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/4490381072616472570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2010/12/lay-me-down-in-tall-grass.html' title='lay me down in the tall grass'/><author><name>Dyanna Frédéric Maurice de La Tour d'Auvergne, duc de Bouillon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15659908414092839829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TOhNe5h8zSI/AAAAAAAAAJA/7LWlMngZVtI/S220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-11-06%2Bat%2B20.58.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TP0YI8xRzQI/AAAAAAAAAMA/MPC3lwn2GSQ/s72-c/DSC05170.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-696515008247674712.post-4767645233228797832</id><published>2010-12-03T11:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T11:10:07.905-08:00</updated><title type='text'>RAT BASTARD</title><content type='html'>My friends Charlotte, Laura and Alana are some of the coolest chicks around. But just to prove they're that much cooler than you, they started a band called &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/thebbguns"&gt;The B.B. Guns&lt;/a&gt;. Go check them out - trust me, you're gonna love them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/696515008247674712-4767645233228797832?l=thennowandalways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/feeds/4767645233228797832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2010/12/rat-bastard.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/4767645233228797832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/4767645233228797832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2010/12/rat-bastard.html' title='RAT BASTARD'/><author><name>Dyanna Frédéric Maurice de La Tour d'Auvergne, duc de Bouillon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15659908414092839829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TOhNe5h8zSI/AAAAAAAAAJA/7LWlMngZVtI/S220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-11-06%2Bat%2B20.58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-696515008247674712.post-6111440482686516380</id><published>2010-12-02T08:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T18:22:21.209-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DECEMBER 2ND</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was the first of December, the first night of Hanukkah and the first time I had seen Natalie Ferguson in the flesh since August 31st. So naturally, it was a great day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite how great yesterday was, I find myself today continually struggling with the fact that I may have the stomach flu and probably a head cold - sniffling, stuffy head combined with the fact that I can't eat anything that isn't banana's, white rice, applesauce, tea and white toast. Its oh so fun being at "work" like this.But I will cheer up, I just know it. Its Thursday - ain't no reason to be mad about that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow it my last day here (oh thank baby j) and then Natalie and Meghan and I are going out on the town (that is if I feel up to it...) and then Saturday, oh Saturday, Hanukkah party! (well, lets REALLY hope I'm feeling better by then).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a picture of my ladies from last night's dinner where they ate the dinner I prepared and I ate a white bun and some applesauce, but its at home. But they're lovely, I can assure you that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NB: here are my ladies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TPhTuMOP1RI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ieirV6ml6xU/s1600/DSC05168.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TPhTuMOP1RI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ieirV6ml6xU/s400/DSC05168.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TPhURYImmvI/AAAAAAAAAL8/b8lvsblococ/s1600/DSC05169.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TPhURYImmvI/AAAAAAAAAL8/b8lvsblococ/s400/DSC05169.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;its just silly how much I love these girls.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&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/696515008247674712-6111440482686516380?l=thennowandalways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/feeds/6111440482686516380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2010/12/december-2nd.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/6111440482686516380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/6111440482686516380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2010/12/december-2nd.html' title='DECEMBER 2ND'/><author><name>Dyanna Frédéric Maurice de La Tour d'Auvergne, duc de Bouillon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15659908414092839829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TOhNe5h8zSI/AAAAAAAAAJA/7LWlMngZVtI/S220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-11-06%2Bat%2B20.58.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TPhTuMOP1RI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ieirV6ml6xU/s72-c/DSC05168.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-696515008247674712.post-7916386575587286201</id><published>2010-11-30T11:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T11:20:16.475-08:00</updated><title type='text'>love love love</title><content type='html'>Last night I saw the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cash_cab"&gt;Cash Cab!&lt;/a&gt; Well, I thought it was exciting - here's a picture:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TPU83PlHxKI/AAAAAAAAAL0/gNgWl3UhvpQ/s1600/GetAttachment.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TPU83PlHxKI/AAAAAAAAAL0/gNgWl3UhvpQ/s320/GetAttachment.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;CASH CAB!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;And then I saw the people that they selected to be in it being pre-screened and smiling like idiots because they was gonna win some monayyy. It was honestly the highlight of my evening. And before that I went to the gym. BUT before THAT I went and fiiiinnnnnaaaallllllyyyyy found a suitable leopard print pencil skirt! haza! AND on&amp;nbsp; sale! just my luck! and I got another skirt almost identical but in herringbone so yay me for going to Winners and braving it all. (Pictures to follow later when it wouldn't be creepy for me to take pictures ie: not at "work" or the gym).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But most importantly, my dearest Natalie Ferguson is coming in tomorrow from Brazil and I'm going to make dinner for her and Meghan F. so - pretty stoked on that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/696515008247674712-7916386575587286201?l=thennowandalways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/feeds/7916386575587286201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2010/11/love-love-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/7916386575587286201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/7916386575587286201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2010/11/love-love-love.html' title='love love love'/><author><name>Dyanna Frédéric Maurice de La Tour d'Auvergne, duc de Bouillon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15659908414092839829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TOhNe5h8zSI/AAAAAAAAAJA/7LWlMngZVtI/S220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-11-06%2Bat%2B20.58.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TPU83PlHxKI/AAAAAAAAAL0/gNgWl3UhvpQ/s72-c/GetAttachment.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-696515008247674712.post-4822242489251953423</id><published>2010-11-29T07:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T07:25:10.144-08:00</updated><title type='text'>like a mountain</title><content type='html'>I didn't blog yesterday because I was too busy doing other things, like, living life. But really I was just cooking and doing laundry.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met my cousin Diana for brunch at &lt;i&gt;Cocolatte &lt;/i&gt;on St. Clair and then did a huge grocery shop for all the ingredients for my cooking day. Then I came home and started making food and did 2 loads of laundry and went up and down the stairs an infinite number of times. I made: sweet and sour soup, hummus and whole wheat apricot walnut bread from my Jaime Oliver cookbook and it turned out horribly and I don't want to talk about it. Although, it looks pretty when it finally finished baking, about an hour and a half after it was supposed to be done. Jaime, why not just come here and make it for me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I talked to my sister on Skype for an hour and a half and it was just lover-ly &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm back at the mystery office with a headache and a craving to host a dinner party - so I took some advil and decided to host one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saturday, December 4th, 9:00 p.m.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;My Apartment&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; Fried potatoes and lots o'booze&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Be there. Bring a friend.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/696515008247674712-4822242489251953423?l=thennowandalways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/feeds/4822242489251953423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-didnt-blog-yesterday-because-i-was.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/4822242489251953423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/4822242489251953423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-didnt-blog-yesterday-because-i-was.html' title='like a mountain'/><author><name>Dyanna Frédéric Maurice de La Tour d'Auvergne, duc de Bouillon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15659908414092839829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TOhNe5h8zSI/AAAAAAAAAJA/7LWlMngZVtI/S220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-11-06%2Bat%2B20.58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-696515008247674712.post-5914956174009711508</id><published>2010-11-27T18:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T20:13:20.406-08:00</updated><title type='text'>conspiracy theories and interior design</title><content type='html'>Value village shopping with Zoe is the absolute best. She is by far my thrifting good luck charm. In total I calculated that we walked 3.8 km.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got some custard cups I desperately needed, a Playboy toiletries kit, a skirt that I already had but in a different colour for half what I initially paid for it, and this tray:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TPHBezX8ljI/AAAAAAAAALs/x-7ZGK5uvL8/s1600/Photo+on+2010-11-27+at+21.40.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TPHBezX8ljI/AAAAAAAAALs/x-7ZGK5uvL8/s400/Photo+on+2010-11-27+at+21.40.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Florida!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Did you know there is a Hollywood, Florida! yeah! apparently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TPHWmgD2CQI/AAAAAAAAALw/qp4rJZPncnE/s1600/Photo+on+2010-11-27+at+23.11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TPHWmgD2CQI/AAAAAAAAALw/qp4rJZPncnE/s400/Photo+on+2010-11-27+at+23.11.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Playboy Travel Case! complete with Bunny Ear icon on the zipper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;A good long nap, so much water and brinner later I am feeling tons better - late onset hangovers, take that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is doing tonight and that's really ok and I am going to make my grocery list and maybe just go to bed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/696515008247674712-5914956174009711508?l=thennowandalways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/feeds/5914956174009711508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2010/11/conspiracy-theories-and-interior-design.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/5914956174009711508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/5914956174009711508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2010/11/conspiracy-theories-and-interior-design.html' title='conspiracy theories and interior design'/><author><name>Dyanna Frédéric Maurice de La Tour d'Auvergne, duc de Bouillon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15659908414092839829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TOhNe5h8zSI/AAAAAAAAAJA/7LWlMngZVtI/S220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-11-06%2Bat%2B20.58.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TPHBezX8ljI/AAAAAAAAALs/x-7ZGK5uvL8/s72-c/Photo+on+2010-11-27+at+21.40.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-696515008247674712.post-205152750060690917</id><published>2010-11-27T08:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T08:54:28.532-08:00</updated><title type='text'>we own the sky</title><content type='html'>Last night made up for last weekend when I sat around and slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently piecing together last night and watching &lt;i&gt;Mike &amp;amp; Molly&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;re-runs. I went out with my friend Alex A. from Winnipeg who lives here and who I know from both cities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After work I went shopping and picked up this baby from the Gap on Bloor, which I have found is amazing btw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TPE3nvo4ySI/AAAAAAAAALo/bQYra6IKAhs/s1600/gp790956-00p01v01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TPE3nvo4ySI/AAAAAAAAALo/bQYra6IKAhs/s320/gp790956-00p01v01.jpg" width="241" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;SO CUTE, RITE?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I met Alex at the most depressing place on earth (that would be the &lt;i&gt;Eaton Centre&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;after close) and we made our way down to her friend Philip's place for gay fun. And we sat and sat and drank and smoked and talked and giggled and then we went to &lt;i&gt;The Beaver&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;for a dance party and to drink more. Then Alex and I had some poutine and realized how much we had to drink (wine, and tequila, and stolen beer....) and then went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Alex:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TPE1gPyq1BI/AAAAAAAAALY/8YlVTwit42s/s1600/IMG00094-20101127-0230.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TPE1gPyq1BI/AAAAAAAAALY/8YlVTwit42s/s320/IMG00094-20101127-0230.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TPE1hjXCE4I/AAAAAAAAALc/WbME9CjPDLs/s1600/IMG00095-20101127-0230.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TPE1hjXCE4I/AAAAAAAAALc/WbME9CjPDLs/s320/IMG00095-20101127-0230.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TPE1jX0BLmI/AAAAAAAAALg/cezOmwEO0zE/s1600/IMG00096-20101127-0230.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TPE1jX0BLmI/AAAAAAAAALg/cezOmwEO0zE/s320/IMG00096-20101127-0230.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TPE1k1pWXdI/AAAAAAAAALk/CRb-efzk0hg/s1600/IMG00097-20101127-0231.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TPE1k1pWXdI/AAAAAAAAALk/CRb-efzk0hg/s320/IMG00097-20101127-0231.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;She finally made it on the futon!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I vaguely remember hating myself for drinking that much and spending a good amount of time with the porcelain in my bathroom. Seriously, never again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I am going for coffee and value village shopping with fabulous Zoe and then maybe a nap and then hopefully something as fabulous tonight (but definitely not as much drinking...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to go pick my optimal fabulous walking around/thrift shopping outfit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/696515008247674712-205152750060690917?l=thennowandalways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/feeds/205152750060690917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2010/11/we-own-sky.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/205152750060690917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/205152750060690917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2010/11/we-own-sky.html' title='we own the sky'/><author><name>Dyanna Frédéric Maurice de La Tour d'Auvergne, duc de Bouillon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15659908414092839829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TOhNe5h8zSI/AAAAAAAAAJA/7LWlMngZVtI/S220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-11-06%2Bat%2B20.58.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TPE3nvo4ySI/AAAAAAAAALo/bQYra6IKAhs/s72-c/gp790956-00p01v01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-696515008247674712.post-4670036316657874988</id><published>2010-11-26T09:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T11:32:19.538-08:00</updated><title type='text'>no sleep tonight</title><content type='html'>the weather is getting colder and colder and my layers are increasing exponentially each day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I  recently purchased a little travel kit of shoe polish and a shoe cloth  and a brush and now I'm obsessed with cleaning my shoes...and actually  pulling some out from the back of the closet...and being horrified that  the soles of my FAVORITE pair of Jeffrey Campbell oxfords were cracked. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cracked&lt;/span&gt; for god sake. What am I doing when I walk that I crack shoes? goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,  I'm going to pick up a pair of boots and a pair of flats that I had  fixed last week, and this morning I dropped off my JC Oxford's for a  little TLC and got some "warming" insoles for my Blondo riding boots so I  will stay warm and dry all winter long (which is good because I think  it might be winter now...it was Toronto snowing earlier). NB: I went and got my boots (they look soo good) and sent my ones I was wearing to get fixed! WHAT IS WRONG WITH MY SHOES?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I  picked up another week of work here at the mystery downtown office,  which I am somewhat regretting because I was looking forward to another  week off to go to the gym and kinda bum around...but, money trumps sleep  and I can still work on my course so I took it. Well that and Char is working around the corner and we can have power lunches together next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plans for the  weekend include: I don't know. I do know my fabulous friend Zoe and I  are going Value Village hunting Saturday which makes me happy like you  wouldn't even believe. She's a good luck charm, I just know it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I FINALLY found a suitable sequin skirt for my wardrobe, although I wish it were here now! Here it is.  Now I'm going for lunch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TO_1f4Di0YI/AAAAAAAAAKo/iC7Pa5Je1GY/s1600/view%2B5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 157px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TO_1f4Di0YI/AAAAAAAAAKo/iC7Pa5Je1GY/s200/view%2B5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543919594288370050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TO_1fhrjbPI/AAAAAAAAAKg/4nLC8hF2fGw/s1600/view%2B3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 144px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TO_1fhrjbPI/AAAAAAAAAKg/4nLC8hF2fGw/s200/view%2B3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543919588282166514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TO_1fvt7uUI/AAAAAAAAAKY/NboCnPIWwOI/s1600/view%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 151px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TO_1fvt7uUI/AAAAAAAAAKY/NboCnPIWwOI/s200/view%2B2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543919592050243906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TO_1gPS5bgI/AAAAAAAAAKw/d6wMrw5pceM/s1600/view%2B6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 99px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TO_1gPS5bgI/AAAAAAAAAKw/d6wMrw5pceM/s200/view%2B6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543919600526781954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TO_1fTRc3pI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/F8jIbbw2clI/s1600/view%2B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 184px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TO_1fTRc3pI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/F8jIbbw2clI/s200/view%2B1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543919584414588562" 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/696515008247674712-4670036316657874988?l=thennowandalways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/feeds/4670036316657874988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2010/11/no-sleep-tonight.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/4670036316657874988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/4670036316657874988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2010/11/no-sleep-tonight.html' title='no sleep tonight'/><author><name>Dyanna Frédéric Maurice de La Tour d'Auvergne, duc de Bouillon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15659908414092839829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TOhNe5h8zSI/AAAAAAAAAJA/7LWlMngZVtI/S220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-11-06%2Bat%2B20.58.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TO_1f4Di0YI/AAAAAAAAAKo/iC7Pa5Je1GY/s72-c/view%2B5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-696515008247674712.post-6330900175115137397</id><published>2010-11-24T06:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T11:29:03.496-08:00</updated><title type='text'>this trumpet inside of my head</title><content type='html'>I'm at "work" and there's really nothing to do in the mornings except  sit here and look good. At least the sun is shining and the air is crisp  and I have a great view from this high up (44th floor).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took some pictures of my new tights and my shoes on the Subway - bear with the quality, I was feeling inspired!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TO0pudQbU3I/AAAAAAAAAKA/Ebr7iHYP2bo/s1600/two.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TO0pudQbU3I/AAAAAAAAAKA/Ebr7iHYP2bo/s200/two.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543132594467197810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(top shop tights, Jeffrey Campbell suede wedges)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NB: the TTC is usually filthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I haven't done anything yet but take someone to a board room and look up if you can make pot tea (nb: you can).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a picture of the windows from up here. The reason you can't see anything is because its so sunny/there are so many windows downtown the sun reflects off everything and blinds you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TO0qoLpY5OI/AAAAAAAAAKI/ShNuKpoA0zw/s1600/three.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TO0qoLpY5OI/AAAAAAAAAKI/ShNuKpoA0zw/s200/three.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543133586172470498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing more to say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/696515008247674712-6330900175115137397?l=thennowandalways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/feeds/6330900175115137397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2010/11/this-trumpet-inside-of-my-head.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/6330900175115137397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/6330900175115137397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2010/11/this-trumpet-inside-of-my-head.html' title='this trumpet inside of my head'/><author><name>Dyanna Frédéric Maurice de La Tour d'Auvergne, duc de Bouillon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15659908414092839829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TOhNe5h8zSI/AAAAAAAAAJA/7LWlMngZVtI/S220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-11-06%2Bat%2B20.58.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TO0pudQbU3I/AAAAAAAAAKA/Ebr7iHYP2bo/s72-c/two.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-696515008247674712.post-1072697350670178488</id><published>2010-11-23T19:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T20:29:33.818-08:00</updated><title type='text'>see what we can be</title><content type='html'>the weekend came and went and I did very much close to nothing. slept through my friends being fabulous friday, got my hair did saturday, watched SNL and actually laughed and then had the best zomg brunch of life sunday with my fab. friend Meara and we watched &lt;i&gt;Some Like It Hot&lt;/i&gt; and she told me all these neat things about Norma Jean: &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;(the pictures took too long to load and I got impatient and whatever they're on fbook) &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been temping at this office downtown and today I was like: HEY; I haven't been to Jonathan + Olivia in a long time. Hows about I go and check out their Top Shop stuff! So I did. And I came away with these babies...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TOyDiCO6F4I/AAAAAAAAAJw/2JceXZIDiSc/s200/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-11-23%2Bat%2B22.08%2B%25232.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542949862124427138" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;....40% off and all all all mine! Now yes, they're not exactly "winter friendly" but...it barely snows here and well, they look really good with my new Top Shop tights that are kind of melange grey and oh so great. They look huge in this picture...that could have something to do with the fact that they're a 41 which is strange because really, I don't normally wear shoes that big but, I could really care less right now. THEY'RE MINE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Glee came and went and it sucked and I yelled at the TV like an old man. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I predict that the rest of the week will be quite tame - however, taking suggestions now for weekend plans. must be able in incorporate above shoes and aforementioned tights. and maybe new Zara shirt that I will post tomorrow as I'm going to wear it tomorrow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"shake it, don't break it"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/696515008247674712-1072697350670178488?l=thennowandalways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/feeds/1072697350670178488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2010/11/see-what-we-can-be.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/1072697350670178488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/1072697350670178488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2010/11/see-what-we-can-be.html' title='see what we can be'/><author><name>Dyanna Frédéric Maurice de La Tour d'Auvergne, duc de Bouillon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15659908414092839829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TOhNe5h8zSI/AAAAAAAAAJA/7LWlMngZVtI/S220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-11-06%2Bat%2B20.58.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TOyDiCO6F4I/AAAAAAAAAJw/2JceXZIDiSc/s72-c/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-11-23%2Bat%2B22.08%2B%25232.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-696515008247674712.post-8030491119664414403</id><published>2010-11-20T14:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T14:49:26.889-08:00</updated><title type='text'>what a difference a day makes</title><content type='html'>or a year. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;one hole year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, almost. not quite 365 days, but just about. 345 or something like that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what happened?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- moves&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- bugs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- kisses&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- hugs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- winnipeg....3x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- moves&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- fraya and paul &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- death&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- birth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- too many manicures to count&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- too many jobs to count&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- 24 lbs lost (and I can't seem to find them)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- infinite cabs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- infinite laughs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- new friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- old friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- too too too many ttc rides&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now that you're all caught up I can tell you that I spent my day spending money I don't have. I got my hair cut and I got my hair dyed and then I went and got a manicure and then I went to the mall which was silly because its a saturday before christmas and it was just as bad as you thought it would be - so I got boots.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;here's my hair and nails: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TOhP97Y5BXI/AAAAAAAAAJo/joEACtM7P3E/s320/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-11-20%2Bat%2B17.22.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541767266812102002" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;please don't hold this picture against me, I look so stupid. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;here's my boots: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TOhPetG0nYI/AAAAAAAAAJg/q5YVo6lyIy4/s320/6051301040_1_1_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541766730402274690" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aannnddd now I have to go have a nap because well, running around being fabulous is just exhausting!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"runnin' wild and lookin' pretty" - hot child in the city&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/696515008247674712-8030491119664414403?l=thennowandalways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/feeds/8030491119664414403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2010/11/what-difference-day-makes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/8030491119664414403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/8030491119664414403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2010/11/what-difference-day-makes.html' title='what a difference a day makes'/><author><name>Dyanna Frédéric Maurice de La Tour d'Auvergne, duc de Bouillon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15659908414092839829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TOhNe5h8zSI/AAAAAAAAAJA/7LWlMngZVtI/S220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-11-06%2Bat%2B20.58.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TOhP97Y5BXI/AAAAAAAAAJo/joEACtM7P3E/s72-c/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-11-20%2Bat%2B17.22.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-696515008247674712.post-1549985361105854129</id><published>2009-12-21T21:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T21:39:34.099-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>life seems to be moving too fast - time is already closing in on the end of December and the new year is looming. Masters applications and real world jobs are waiting for me to attack and I just can't seem to get myself going. Well the MA application is going alright, I just have to keep on top of it or else at this rate it will be January 30th and my dreams will be lost in Lake Ontario.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So many pictures and things but how can I really explain? here's the highlights (in words):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Elaine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- family&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- food&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- eliminating debt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- swimming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- baking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- crying&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- selling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- drinking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- missing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- smiling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/696515008247674712-1549985361105854129?l=thennowandalways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/feeds/1549985361105854129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/12/life-seems-to-be-moving-too-fast-time.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/1549985361105854129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/1549985361105854129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/12/life-seems-to-be-moving-too-fast-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Dyanna Frédéric Maurice de La Tour d'Auvergne, duc de Bouillon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15659908414092839829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TOhNe5h8zSI/AAAAAAAAAJA/7LWlMngZVtI/S220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-11-06%2Bat%2B20.58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-696515008247674712.post-5193920712329155783</id><published>2009-11-08T20:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T20:50:21.017-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its been a couple of weeks since I came home from Winnipeg and life is starting to get back to normal. since returning I've come back to the realization that I have to start cooking for myself again, so I decided to venture into the wide world of chili, inspired by several beer drinking, sports watching filled nights at 45 High Park Ave with Joanna and Jordan. my culinary adventures turned out well! home made game day chili and low fat corn bread!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/SvecA7egT0I/AAAAAAAAAII/cQPKsbcQL74/s320/halloween+09+002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/SvecBcak-mI/AAAAAAAAAIY/fbPeqvdFbPE/s320/halloween+09+004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;let me tell you, it was good stuff!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Halloween has come and gone which meant Sarde visiting and record shopping with her, Elliot Brood show, lots of candy at work and trying to find something to do that night. For once in my life I had the pleasure of not having to work my costume around a snow suit so I went as a mime, which made me really just look like a really cute french girl. Joanna couldn't think of anything so she went as Jordan which was handy because she was wearing all his clothes when she turned up at my place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/SvedxNMapMI/AAAAAAAAAIg/poX9v1gtiCY/s320/halloween+09+005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pseudo Jordan waiting for the streetcar after a non-successful night out, on our way back to my place for spiral KD and caesars.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/SveeVtWyyuI/AAAAAAAAAIo/7dYp3RaDFGA/s320/halloween+09+006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;too soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/SveeV9pBdlI/AAAAAAAAAIw/hOGFBWt0n40/s320/halloween+09+007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm enjoying the Ontario fall as the leaves have taken their sweet time to change and their even sweeter time to fall. A nice change from snow fall on Halloween night to stomping through leaves down Bloor and wandering Kensington Market listening to the voicemail left for me by Kaari and Jeni - a serenade of sorts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time for bed because I have to wake early to leave to help at a doctors office in North York (yeah, its really north of me) during the insanity that is H1N1 madness. But first, the dishes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/696515008247674712-5193920712329155783?l=thennowandalways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/feeds/5193920712329155783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-been-couple-of-weeks-since-i-came.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/5193920712329155783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/5193920712329155783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-been-couple-of-weeks-since-i-came.html' title=''/><author><name>Dyanna Frédéric Maurice de La Tour d'Auvergne, duc de Bouillon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15659908414092839829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TOhNe5h8zSI/AAAAAAAAAJA/7LWlMngZVtI/S220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-11-06%2Bat%2B20.58.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/SvecA7egT0I/AAAAAAAAAII/cQPKsbcQL74/s72-c/halloween+09+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-696515008247674712.post-2697342385174402693</id><published>2009-10-26T09:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T10:29:25.075-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/SuXWvmmBYRI/AAAAAAAAAGI/34c6hrS6EfM/s1600-h/grad+2009+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;currently listening to &lt;i&gt;Girl Talk&lt;/i&gt; too loud and enjoying the breeze coming in from the window on this perfect day. Ontario has the nicest fall's because its not too cold where the leaves fall off, but they manage to change colour and stay on the tree's. I'm pretty enamored. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;October Winnipeg trip was great too short and too long all at the same time. I miss my friends and my parents, but leaving T.O. for Winnipeg really showed me how much I love it here, truly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the proof is in the pudding: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/SuXWu3xK7mI/AAAAAAAAAFw/MSKNZkKfkQg/s320/grad+2009+003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just another Saturday night at Breanne's - Ian, Alena and Curtis glued to the computer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/SuXWvNa2v3I/AAAAAAAAAF4/Z3kqSyw7hFI/s320/grad+2009+007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jou just gets ready for the movies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/SuXWvay2v_I/AAAAAAAAAGA/E0IwFXSuQQs/s320/grad+2009+008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We never could take a nice picture together....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/SuXWvmmBYRI/AAAAAAAAAGI/34c6hrS6EfM/s320/grad+2009+009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...but she sure can dance! (Look how impressed/sexy Ian is...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/SuXWwE5o_DI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/2Xc5vaBhKyA/s320/grad+2009+010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Curtis and Cali cuddling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/SuXY3OJJ8gI/AAAAAAAAAGg/TzTZUHDB2t0/s320/grad+2009+012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they continue to dance....now with a wine glass!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/SuXY2zWiLPI/AAAAAAAAAGY/FpaHBUt6a6U/s320/grad+2009+011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*swoon* Marc Deniset checks the hockey scores...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did I mention I graduated? oh yeah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/SuXY3fxGjnI/AAAAAAAAAGo/5ORlf1Pc2q4/s320/grad+2009+014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Michelle rocking her gown  in the Religious Studies common room&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/SuXY3u6hetI/AAAAAAAAAGw/RjRMoS0T41Q/s320/grad+2009+017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nice mortarboard Dyanna...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/SuXY38fqQZI/AAAAAAAAAG4/IPMuhUoNgVY/s320/grad+2009+018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;obligatory shoe picture + omg gown!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fraya, Paul, Aunties Esther and Sukie and I went out for dinner at the Gates to celebrate my 4 years of academic accomplishment:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/SuXai00jwDI/AAAAAAAAAHA/nM-W6hi0wLA/s320/grad+2009+019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;some sort of Champagne cocktail I had too many of because they were mighty good&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/SuXajTtCUsI/AAAAAAAAAHI/ihXtmSILVCo/s320/grad+2009+020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Paul and Fraya are too adorable, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/SuXajiZfnLI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/r7AhGbcOxNE/s320/grad+2009+021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Auntie Esther!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/SuXaj7EYyUI/AAAAAAAAAHY/sN3lxuWVKLY/s320/grad+2009+022.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Auntie Sukie!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kaari, Jeni and I went to the Moulin Rouge ballet Wednesday night, and grabbed dinner before the disaster that the ballet was...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/SuXbtfzEorI/AAAAAAAAAHg/FjPZVbWxb5U/s320/grad+2009+023.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/SuXbtqyy5OI/AAAAAAAAAHo/YJVABJqkMEU/s320/grad+2009+024.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Such lovely looking dates for the evening&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I was sitting in the Airport waiting for my flight out, I realised that I will forever be associated as an alumni of this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/SuXbtw7J-1I/AAAAAAAAAHw/bVX395EEZPU/s320/grad+2009+025.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lord. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;goodbye prairie sky, back to where I belong:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/SuXbuKd2oFI/AAAAAAAAAH4/hdAuyPX5BL0/s320/grad+2009+026.JPG" /&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/696515008247674712-2697342385174402693?l=thennowandalways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/feeds/2697342385174402693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/10/currently-listening-to-girl-talk-too.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/2697342385174402693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/2697342385174402693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/10/currently-listening-to-girl-talk-too.html' title=''/><author><name>Dyanna Frédéric Maurice de La Tour d'Auvergne, duc de Bouillon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15659908414092839829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TOhNe5h8zSI/AAAAAAAAAJA/7LWlMngZVtI/S220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-11-06%2Bat%2B20.58.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/SuXWu3xK7mI/AAAAAAAAAFw/MSKNZkKfkQg/s72-c/grad+2009+003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-696515008247674712.post-4298096745107981713</id><published>2009-10-09T18:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T18:40:02.322-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it hasn't stopped raining here for over 24 hours. I've been inside all day except for when I went to return my movies and get some Mediterranean falafel. I had movies because Joanna and I had a Swayze tribute night at the end of my week of sickness. we made our own dinner in an attempt to save money. The proof is in the pictures:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/Ss_iQ34JEYI/AAAAAAAAAEo/QrNq0mRYudA/s320/026.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/Ss_iRezF5YI/AAAAAAAAAEw/6DtKtzrOh8k/s320/027.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there was a poster on my door and my neighbour from 214 told us that Roadhouse was his favorite.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/Ss_iRwxSqaI/AAAAAAAAAE4/c0YPaGQfNME/s320/025.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;stuffing for the stuffed tomatoes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/Ss_iSIF2MJI/AAAAAAAAAFA/SEUBhfBNs_8/s320/024.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Joanna stuffed some good tomatoes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/Ss_iSmQjj_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/mLFwwlaQtUc/s320/028.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;these things were g-ood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/Ss_jYbnw5cI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/E4O00ZbpC8c/s320/029.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is my spinach and goat cheese quiche!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this week was pretty normal otherwise, except for a small visit from Przemek who brought me Jeanies cake and a copy of the Winnipeg Free Press:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/Ss_k_M8vA7I/AAAAAAAAAFY/IpyJK4qS4yE/s320/031.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SHEM SHEM SHEMMY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/Ss_k_rxxgEI/AAAAAAAAAFg/xTA4mhsz_O8/s320/032.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was BANANA!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/Ss_lAIVnxcI/AAAAAAAAAFo/WDluyG58v_s/s320/034.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;try not to read the ingredients, its basically the worst thing you could eat. But really,who cares.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the morning that Przemek left back for Winnipeg him, Joanna and I had a huge breakfast, which I now realized I should have photographed. Then later that night I met up with another Winnipegger for dinner. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Winnipeg will never leave you, no matter where you go, apparently.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/696515008247674712-4298096745107981713?l=thennowandalways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/feeds/4298096745107981713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/10/it-hasnt-stopped-raining-here-for-over.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/4298096745107981713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/4298096745107981713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/10/it-hasnt-stopped-raining-here-for-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Dyanna Frédéric Maurice de La Tour d'Auvergne, duc de Bouillon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15659908414092839829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TOhNe5h8zSI/AAAAAAAAAJA/7LWlMngZVtI/S220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-11-06%2Bat%2B20.58.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/Ss_iQ34JEYI/AAAAAAAAAEo/QrNq0mRYudA/s72-c/026.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-696515008247674712.post-295420874874993467</id><published>2009-09-28T20:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T16:08:44.587-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the world is right when its cool enough to put a blanket on your bed and you get to write an essay analyzing the absurd conversation between Jian Gomehsi and Billy Bob Thorton on an episode of Q.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that is all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/696515008247674712-295420874874993467?l=thennowandalways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/feeds/295420874874993467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/09/world-is-right-when-its-cool-enough-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/295420874874993467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/295420874874993467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/09/world-is-right-when-its-cool-enough-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Dyanna Frédéric Maurice de La Tour d'Auvergne, duc de Bouillon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15659908414092839829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TOhNe5h8zSI/AAAAAAAAAJA/7LWlMngZVtI/S220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-11-06%2Bat%2B20.58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-696515008247674712.post-4328541290926659868</id><published>2009-09-23T12:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T13:01:33.939-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today is the perfect Toronto day. Any day where its going to rain like mad is the perfect day. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after sleeping through my alarm, twice, I woke up around noon, ready for my first swim at the West End YMCA. I forgot how much I enjoyed the cool feel of the water skimming over me, and how effortless it feels to be in the water. Tomorrow I tackle the gym...can I do it? Yes I can! Not working during the week =  working out! Its time to stop making excuses about settling in - I am settled, I am in, I am ready to hold onto that happy feeling forever more. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its raining!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is the best time to finish up work and tie up loose ends before graduation. its not nice enough to go outside, but just perfect enough to keep the windows open, turn off the lights and listen to the rain (and change the channel off of &lt;i&gt;Ghost Whisperer). &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/696515008247674712-4328541290926659868?l=thennowandalways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/feeds/4328541290926659868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/09/today-is-perfect-toronto-day.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/4328541290926659868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/4328541290926659868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/09/today-is-perfect-toronto-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Dyanna Frédéric Maurice de La Tour d'Auvergne, duc de Bouillon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15659908414092839829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TOhNe5h8zSI/AAAAAAAAAJA/7LWlMngZVtI/S220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-11-06%2Bat%2B20.58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-696515008247674712.post-3964198377491081707</id><published>2009-09-16T19:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T19:48:05.992-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>in an attempt to eat what I have in the fridge, I have stuffed myself full of fruit these days. this doesn't seem, however, to be allaying any of the illness swarming about in my body. colds, infections, bites (read: bug poison)...I wish they would all just leave and let me be a healthy me!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am too broke these days to go out or do anything so I just end up staying in all day and sleeping/watching old Gilmore Girls. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tomorrow night is a free show at the Dundas Square off Yonge and a staff meeting, then dinners all weekend with the family. its going to be a long long weekend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/696515008247674712-3964198377491081707?l=thennowandalways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/feeds/3964198377491081707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/09/in-attempt-to-eat-what-i-have-in-fridge.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/3964198377491081707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/3964198377491081707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/09/in-attempt-to-eat-what-i-have-in-fridge.html' title=''/><author><name>Dyanna Frédéric Maurice de La Tour d'Auvergne, duc de Bouillon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15659908414092839829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TOhNe5h8zSI/AAAAAAAAAJA/7LWlMngZVtI/S220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-11-06%2Bat%2B20.58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-696515008247674712.post-7162423026286487479</id><published>2009-09-07T04:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T04:31:01.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>at the request of my cousins husband, I am blogging about shoulder pads. both him and I don't understand their use. I mean, I like a good strong shoulder line as much as the next person, but why go and muck it up with a big old pad like that? Blair would never be caught with SHOULDER pads, so why does everyone think its ok? Kids who weren't even born in the 80's dressing like they grew up then is a contributing factor to the decay of humanity in my opinion.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yesterday I spend the whole day with kids - brunch in the morning with my little second cousin Ella and then the Chilean's kids birthday party in the park way out in the suburbs. I can't tell after a day of kids weather or not I want kids, or I want to strangle myself for doing that the entire day. It was really nice to play and laugh and run and be kid like, but as soon as the screaming started I checked out. right now I'm wondering if the coffee on Via Rail trains costs anything....I hope not, I have no cash and I am in serious need of caffeine (Note: It does). All in all, it was an exhausting day and I am so glad that its over and I am en route to la belle provence! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in the absence of coffee, food and money (this is going to be a long 5 and a half hour ride) I am going to do work and consider all the amazing things I am going to do this week! I get to see Christine and maybe Richard and Candace! (ok the Via Rail guy HAS to stop talking about food beside me because I am going to start to cry soon) (also, i think I am the only person on this train without money because I am a) dumb and b) poor and everyone needs to stop eating and opening their food right now or I might have to steal it...I will make note to take out money for the ride home, as it is my birthday and I plan on getting smashed on the train and making everyone love me).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;because this was such an early train (7:05 am departure) I had to be up at an ungodly hour. because of my early wake up I tripped up the stairs on my street car. because of the ungodly hour and tripping up the stairs of my street car I went to the GO Bus Station instead of the Via Rain station (upstairs) and tried to exchange my reservation for a ticket they didn't have nor could they give me. because of all this I am officially never getting up before 8 am again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love this train. seriously. this is the most dignified travel experience in Canada I've ever had. screw Air Canada. I get to plug my laptop in and blog from the Ontario/Quebec boarder (and did I mention all the stops in between?) this is so reminiscent of  Euro trip '08 that it hurts: I'm poor, I'm exhausted, I'm on a train and I'm starving. I love this!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/696515008247674712-7162423026286487479?l=thennowandalways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/feeds/7162423026286487479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/09/at-request-of-my-cousins-husband-i-am.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/7162423026286487479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/7162423026286487479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/09/at-request-of-my-cousins-husband-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>Dyanna Frédéric Maurice de La Tour d'Auvergne, duc de Bouillon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15659908414092839829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TOhNe5h8zSI/AAAAAAAAAJA/7LWlMngZVtI/S220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-11-06%2Bat%2B20.58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-696515008247674712.post-4318979769422307264</id><published>2009-09-04T19:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T19:41:50.645-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't know about you, or the rest of Toronto, but seeing D List Canadian celebrities in the Metro grocery shopping with their wife is seriously exciting for me. I went to do a special shop for a night that got un-ceremoniously cancelled when my friends just decided to be no shows and hang with their boyfriends (ain't it always so...) when I saw the dad from CBC's &lt;i&gt;Being Erica&lt;/i&gt; (!). I was attempting to look inconspicuous as I examined the items in his cart from a few lanes away, but was seriously unsuccessful, as I am not sploothy at all. That certainly made my trip to Metro less anxiety filled, as just like Sobey's in Winnipeg (or the Taylor location at least) Metro makes me really anxious and I don't like shopping there...but I must!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the rest of the day was spent hanging with family, printing pictures off my printer, getting a carepackaage from Winnipeg that included my coffee table, watching Gilmore Girls and doing sink laundry as I am too poor to do actual loads of laundry. sigh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tomorrow I work, then a brunch Sunday, THEN MONTREAL MONDAY! YAY BIRTHDAY WEEK!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/696515008247674712-4318979769422307264?l=thennowandalways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/feeds/4318979769422307264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-dont-know-about-you-or-rest-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/4318979769422307264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/4318979769422307264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-dont-know-about-you-or-rest-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Dyanna Frédéric Maurice de La Tour d'Auvergne, duc de Bouillon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15659908414092839829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TOhNe5h8zSI/AAAAAAAAAJA/7LWlMngZVtI/S220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-11-06%2Bat%2B20.58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-696515008247674712.post-7758588016078944123</id><published>2009-09-01T18:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T18:35:03.625-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just let out the most ridiculous cough. my parents are concerned that I might have swine flu. I think I just need to stop going to bed at 3 am. However, I need to go to the walk in anyway due to a digit infection, so I will ask them to confirm that I don't have pig flu. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know I keep mentioning how cold its getting but I've really been enjoying it. Dry hot during the day, and dry cold at night (also a potential contributor to my cold). Tonight I had to walk down College from Bathurst (about 15 min) because for some reason the street cars weren't running. This would have been fine normally, however, I had just purchased my very expensive TTC pass and it seemed like such a waste not to use it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have to go do things now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/696515008247674712-7758588016078944123?l=thennowandalways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/feeds/7758588016078944123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-just-let-out-most-ridiculous-cough.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/7758588016078944123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/7758588016078944123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-just-let-out-most-ridiculous-cough.html' title=''/><author><name>Dyanna Frédéric Maurice de La Tour d'Auvergne, duc de Bouillon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15659908414092839829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TOhNe5h8zSI/AAAAAAAAAJA/7LWlMngZVtI/S220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-11-06%2Bat%2B20.58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-696515008247674712.post-120153206106239371</id><published>2009-08-31T19:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T19:12:44.388-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>pasta with pesto and cinnamon toast crunch is the perfect late night dinner after the perfect late night nap after the perfect day of grocery shopping and laundry (as it was a perfect day outside today). &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;despite the perfection in my life I am slowly falling apart physically - I'll get over it, but its hard to be sick without your parents. No one else is around to help you out but you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;because its been so cool here, I shut off my teeny tiny air conditioner and threw my one able window wide open to sleep to the sounds of College street - which would be a 24 hour street car and a bunch of Portuguese men arguing outside the men's club (and apparently someone taking their bike out for a spin in the lane between my window and the building beside me).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today, aside from groceries, laundry, and full seasons of Sex And The City, I finished putting things up in the apartment, and now it actually feels like an adult lives here. And then, between putting up my magnetic knife strip and shopping for limes, I realized that this is the first year in my life, well since I was a teeny baby, that I won't be going back to school in September. to cushion the blow of such a realization, I purchased my train tickets to Montreal for a week of birthday fun with Christine. ask me how I'm feeling on this subject when everyone is in the middle of Mid-Terms. I'll either be in the middle of an identity crisis or very relaxed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have to go do my dishes now, and then, I will sleep the sleep of a thousand years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/696515008247674712-120153206106239371?l=thennowandalways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/feeds/120153206106239371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/08/pasta-with-basil-and-cinnamon-toast.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/120153206106239371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/120153206106239371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/08/pasta-with-basil-and-cinnamon-toast.html' title=''/><author><name>Dyanna Frédéric Maurice de La Tour d'Auvergne, duc de Bouillon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15659908414092839829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TOhNe5h8zSI/AAAAAAAAAJA/7LWlMngZVtI/S220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-11-06%2Bat%2B20.58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-696515008247674712.post-6942985646360672718</id><published>2009-08-28T15:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T16:06:18.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its getting colder here, and I almost can't wait for fall because then I can start wearing my Oxford shirts with pullover vests and grow grain ribbon bows 'round my neck.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today Joanna and I went to explore the beaches because on cold days like this, tourists tend not to go to those areas - however they were all over the Eaton's centre (where I did not stay long). In the long run, if I stay here and pretend I'm an adult, I would move there for sure (but with a car - we were on the Queen streetcar for 40 min and then a good 20 min walk). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now I'm in bed with Season 3 of Sex and the City and I plan on napping before going out down College tonight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now for the long awaited pictures:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/Sphhs5zF3iI/AAAAAAAAAEg/GgsXFEly6Qw/s320/apartment+ect+015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/SphhsYJZT7I/AAAAAAAAAEY/SPeJIFO2reU/s320/apartment+ect+014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/SphfQSrWPyI/AAAAAAAAADY/z-IhMZTjakk/s320/apartment+ect+002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/SphfRP0VmlI/AAAAAAAAADg/RCmEcL5VW64/s320/apartment+ect+006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/SphfR_PLVqI/AAAAAAAAADo/r5EnFBieiiY/s320/apartment+ect+007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/SphfSqXfzwI/AAAAAAAAADw/hPBLW-xGVII/s320/apartment+ect+008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/SphfTH-Ht1I/AAAAAAAAAD4/Sm278vq6klI/s320/apartment+ect+009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/SphhqsFWK7I/AAAAAAAAAEA/Zhgyjn9tvQ4/s320/apartment+ect+010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/SphhrK1mGDI/AAAAAAAAAEI/nrxFbWNHKHg/s320/apartment+ect+011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/SphhrvVyZiI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/N6uH9Dy-dN4/s320/apartment+ect+013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there. its small and its mine and I love it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sleep times now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/696515008247674712-6942985646360672718?l=thennowandalways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/feeds/6942985646360672718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-getting-colder-here-and-i-almost.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/6942985646360672718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/6942985646360672718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-getting-colder-here-and-i-almost.html' title=''/><author><name>Dyanna Frédéric Maurice de La Tour d'Auvergne, duc de Bouillon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15659908414092839829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TOhNe5h8zSI/AAAAAAAAAJA/7LWlMngZVtI/S220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-11-06%2Bat%2B20.58.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/Sphhs5zF3iI/AAAAAAAAAEg/GgsXFEly6Qw/s72-c/apartment+ect+015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-696515008247674712.post-5037430783117177111</id><published>2009-08-23T19:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T19:33:47.891-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>on days when I'm walking down the street and the sun is shining and the music is blaring in my ears, I think how happy I am and how long its been since I was happy. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I haven't had much of a chance to shop because of financial constraints, but now that I have a job and money will start flowing, I can start to shop at my shop and get more fabulous shoes and maybe even some more boots. no, for sure more boots.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;recent toronto events include: breanne and aaron coming to visit, and realizing that no more than one person is allowed to stay with me at a time; going to the island to play bocce ball with Joanna and Jordan (her BF) and wandering the heat of the day with gin in hand, being eaten alive by mutant mosquitos and soaking up the beauty of living on the water these days; visiting any and every pub down College and beyond with Joanna and Jordan in hand, 3 am walks and 5 am grocery shopping after attending a rooftop party.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;upcoming events include: Christine coming tomorrow morning, shopping!, pedicures, giggling, drinking wine, eating fruit (I was on the verge of scurvy), late afternoon lunches, (more) riding the streetcar with the windows open and the wind on my face, working (!!), bocce ball tournemante grande on the island, and I'm sure more shows, mojito's, and generally being me (which is much more fabulous in this city). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sounds boring on paper, but its really the best life one could have asked for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/696515008247674712-5037430783117177111?l=thennowandalways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/feeds/5037430783117177111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/08/on-days-when-im-walking-down-street-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/5037430783117177111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/5037430783117177111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/08/on-days-when-im-walking-down-street-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Dyanna Frédéric Maurice de La Tour d'Auvergne, duc de Bouillon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15659908414092839829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TOhNe5h8zSI/AAAAAAAAAJA/7LWlMngZVtI/S220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-11-06%2Bat%2B20.58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-696515008247674712.post-2581827370946024648</id><published>2009-08-10T18:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T18:49:18.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE WORD FROM UPPER CANADA</title><content type='html'>Currently watching &lt;strike&gt;some crappy E! show &lt;/strike&gt; Big Bang Theory (Kaari, some girl is wearing your Marc Jacobs hoodie on it) and eating milk chocolate chips after my evening of exploring Ossington for Pho with Joanna.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was walking into Metro to get some necessary groceries (read: milk chocolate chips) when I looked up to see the CN Tower. When we left the restaurant the temperature outside had cooled down to the same temperature as body temperature so we weren't as awfully sweaty as when we got there, and I had an overwhelming calm come over me. Apparently, when in doubt, looking at the CN Tower all lit up makes me better. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last night I saw Lykke Li with Emily at the absolute worst venue ever. It was amazing tho so it kinda cancelled itself out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wednesday night I parted from my parents and impromptuly went to the Yeah Yeah Yeah's show which was ALSO amazing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today my mattress finally arrived so I set up my bed and have a fully furnished apartment just like other adults (pictures to come once I actually CLEAN).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tomorrow however, I  am going to Yorkdale mall and to maybe apply more places down Ossington. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm going to have some bread and peach drink now and go to bed a very happy girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/696515008247674712-2581827370946024648?l=thennowandalways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TOhNe5h8zSI/AAAAAAAAAJA/7LWlMngZVtI/S220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-11-06%2Bat%2B20.58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-696515008247674712.post-4949730155681269112</id><published>2009-07-03T18:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T19:01:18.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PAGE 16</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Things I purchased recently:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bloc Shoes from October - Miss matched sizes so I got them for mad cheap:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://di1.shopping.com/images/di/56/5f/4a/4c6a77736f50343867494f5f352d6e78795167-250x250-0-0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HOOCH Skirt from Asos.com:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/Sk62MHapcVI/AAAAAAAAAC4/MxqlUQY84Zs/s320/hooch.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/Sk62Mbbip0I/AAAAAAAAADA/M_Bf_hYzJLA/s320/hooch+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/Sk62Mvw0qMI/AAAAAAAAADI/mFDoyALA89E/s320/hooch+3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Asos brand one shoulder jersey party dress which I plan on wearing to my fabulous E.U. party with my new shoes (and my new headband, which is cream coloured with pearls, but I'm far too lazy to take a picture of it and upload it...if I only had a mac...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/Sk63G4g-9fI/AAAAAAAAADQ/wa3Os-J1d8I/s320/dress.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and I will finish this essay tonight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;also purchased a ticket to Toronto for July 31st, but cannot show actual evidence of such purchase.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;also purchased (well, rented) an apartment. pictures to come in August.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm going to write my paper now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/696515008247674712-4949730155681269112?l=thennowandalways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/feeds/4949730155681269112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/07/page-16.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/4949730155681269112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/4949730155681269112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/07/page-16.html' title='PAGE 16'/><author><name>Dyanna Frédéric Maurice de La Tour d'Auvergne, duc de Bouillon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15659908414092839829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TOhNe5h8zSI/AAAAAAAAAJA/7LWlMngZVtI/S220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-11-06%2Bat%2B20.58.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/Sk62MHapcVI/AAAAAAAAAC4/MxqlUQY84Zs/s72-c/hooch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-696515008247674712.post-7646411536193997405</id><published>2009-06-21T19:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T19:20:14.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AVOIDING</title><content type='html'>you can always tell when I'm truly trying to avoid school work when I have a million things on my Facebook feed and my room is spotless/filthy. sometimes I just sit there and look at my stuff then wonder how I'm going to send all that stuff to another city and put it in my teeny apartment. so then I clean out my stuff, like my jewelry from my bat mitzvah and devise a plan to melt it down for money. then I devise a plan to have a garage/yard sale because its going to cost me more to list my crap on ebay than to sell it there so I may as well just sell it off for cheap and get it out of my life and if that doesn't work its getting sent to consignment shops.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you can also tell when I'm truly trying to avoid school work when I make blog posts that make little to no sense.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/696515008247674712-7646411536193997405?l=thennowandalways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/feeds/7646411536193997405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/06/avoiding.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/7646411536193997405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/7646411536193997405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/06/avoiding.html' title='AVOIDING'/><author><name>Dyanna Frédéric Maurice de La Tour d'Auvergne, duc de Bouillon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15659908414092839829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TOhNe5h8zSI/AAAAAAAAAJA/7LWlMngZVtI/S220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-11-06%2Bat%2B20.58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-696515008247674712.post-2801386022747824812</id><published>2009-06-17T14:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T14:40:46.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I NO LONGER</title><content type='html'>...have to search for an apartment, because...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I HAVE ONE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Segoe UI'; font-size: 12px; white-space: pre; "&gt;http://www.viewit.ca/vwExpandView.aspx?ViT=29647&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Segoe UI', fantasy;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Segoe UI', -webkit-fantasy;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; white-space: pre;"&gt;yeah...thats my place.&lt;/span&gt;&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/696515008247674712-2801386022747824812?l=thennowandalways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/feeds/2801386022747824812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-no-longer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/2801386022747824812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/2801386022747824812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-no-longer.html' title='I NO LONGER'/><author><name>Dyanna Frédéric Maurice de La Tour d'Auvergne, duc de Bouillon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15659908414092839829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TOhNe5h8zSI/AAAAAAAAAJA/7LWlMngZVtI/S220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-11-06%2Bat%2B20.58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-696515008247674712.post-3963400484530680355</id><published>2009-06-12T19:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T19:32:26.192-07:00</updated><title type='text'>APARTMENTS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MAKE ME REALLY STRESSED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thought I had the perfect place - too far away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thought I had a place, ended up being too sketchy of a situation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thought I had another place, saw it in pictures - its gross.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thinking I have yet ANOTHER place - thinking its going to be the best option - thinking I wish it was August so I could just get this over with already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;however I did get Paul off the subject/idea of me moving without anything and shipping it later and living in a hostel...and got him on the idea of making me a really nice sofa bed...maybe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there is a mosquito in my room and its already bitten me twice. not cool. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/696515008247674712-3963400484530680355?l=thennowandalways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/feeds/3963400484530680355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/06/apartments.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/3963400484530680355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/3963400484530680355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/06/apartments.html' title='APARTMENTS'/><author><name>Dyanna Frédéric Maurice de La Tour d'Auvergne, duc de Bouillon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15659908414092839829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TOhNe5h8zSI/AAAAAAAAAJA/7LWlMngZVtI/S220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-11-06%2Bat%2B20.58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-696515008247674712.post-1314462211082432991</id><published>2009-06-11T20:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T20:31:15.832-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SOMETHING...</title><content type='html'>I never thought I would say.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Things I will miss about Winnipeg (as my pending move is coming more and more into fruition):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- BDI Ice Cream&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Prairie Sunsets&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Corydon+Gelato&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- how hot it gets in the summer and when its just so overwhelming &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Grosvenor street&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- driving out to the beach&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- prairie landscape&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Jeannies cake&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- memories&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- you, probably.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all this being said, I am very much looking forward to moving into my small, expensive apartment and starting my own life, and finding my favorite things about Toronto.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;le sigh tonight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/696515008247674712-1314462211082432991?l=thennowandalways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/feeds/1314462211082432991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/06/something.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/1314462211082432991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/1314462211082432991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/06/something.html' title='SOMETHING...'/><author><name>Dyanna Frédéric Maurice de La Tour d'Auvergne, duc de Bouillon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15659908414092839829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TOhNe5h8zSI/AAAAAAAAAJA/7LWlMngZVtI/S220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-11-06%2Bat%2B20.58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-696515008247674712.post-5659161040319934149</id><published>2009-06-03T13:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T13:30:17.109-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I JUST...</title><content type='html'>spent a stupid amount of money on film for my polaroid camera. woops.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/696515008247674712-5659161040319934149?l=thennowandalways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/feeds/5659161040319934149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-just.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/5659161040319934149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/5659161040319934149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-just.html' title='I JUST...'/><author><name>Dyanna Frédéric Maurice de La Tour d'Auvergne, duc de Bouillon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15659908414092839829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TOhNe5h8zSI/AAAAAAAAAJA/7LWlMngZVtI/S220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-11-06%2Bat%2B20.58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-696515008247674712.post-4561048420377025331</id><published>2009-06-02T18:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T18:36:09.659-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MORE THINGS I KNOW</title><content type='html'>I am utterly exhausted. spring session is slowly killing me and I don't wanna fight it any more. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've come to hate french and resent its existence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I haven't felt this sick studying for a test since Forensic Anthro in 3rd year when I got so stressed out I puked all night and bombed the test the next day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am getting a cold, I know it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love accidentally sleeping for 2 hours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss being not busy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would really like my cousins to say they love the apartment I found and then let me apply for it so I can start looking for a job to appease Paul.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Paul however did concede to having some furniture and my books shipped. this may mean I will have a naked room for the month of July but thats ok with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am going to study passe compose. this is not something I necessarily know. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/696515008247674712-4561048420377025331?l=thennowandalways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/feeds/4561048420377025331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/06/more-things-i-know.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/4561048420377025331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/4561048420377025331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/06/more-things-i-know.html' title='MORE THINGS I KNOW'/><author><name>Dyanna Frédéric Maurice de La Tour d'Auvergne, duc de Bouillon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15659908414092839829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TOhNe5h8zSI/AAAAAAAAAJA/7LWlMngZVtI/S220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-11-06%2Bat%2B20.58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-696515008247674712.post-1498805326616719101</id><published>2009-05-24T17:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T17:39:12.314-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THINGS I KNOW</title><content type='html'>I may not know a lot but I certainly do know these things:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hugging Kaari is strange and I don't like it. she will agree with this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know its officially spring when the gospel preachers from the Church of Christ stand on portage avenue and play guitars and the scientologist is in the village every day also when I get sunburnt from being at the forks and I get to wear tank tops and skirts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;at any given time I will choose doing my nails and preserving my manicure over writing my minipaper no matter how late it may be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love to clean even if there's a lot of it to be done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need to clean the side walk chalk off my front porch or random strangers will think they can "come right in".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I should also clean up those balloons. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/696515008247674712-1498805326616719101?l=thennowandalways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TOhNe5h8zSI/AAAAAAAAAJA/7LWlMngZVtI/S220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-11-06%2Bat%2B20.58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-696515008247674712.post-4457685278377755723</id><published>2009-05-18T17:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T18:00:59.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TODAY</title><content type='html'>Today I played major catch up and did homework, took a nap, did laundry and dyed a blue skirt dark navy which turned out ridiculously well. then I did my ironing and now I am sitting down to do yet more homework.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday is approaching fast and I am getting really excited! and stressed! I have nothing really accomplished in terms of decorations yet, and am hoping to get to the dollar store tomorrow, before my work pot luck where I have to dress up as some animal and I am at a serious loss as to what to be (suggestions?).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am excited to pretend living on my own for the 10 days Paul and Fraya are gone, including the 28th/29th when I have two days off school for some strange reason so it will really be like I'm on my own because, well, because! that also means that may is almost over and therefore spring session is almost over and I could not be happier. Although, its not hard to be envious when its so horrible outside. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I suppose I should really start packing things soon....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/696515008247674712-4457685278377755723?l=thennowandalways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/feeds/4457685278377755723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/05/today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/4457685278377755723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/4457685278377755723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/05/today.html' title='TODAY'/><author><name>Dyanna Frédéric Maurice de La Tour d'Auvergne, duc de Bouillon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15659908414092839829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TOhNe5h8zSI/AAAAAAAAAJA/7LWlMngZVtI/S220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-11-06%2Bat%2B20.58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-696515008247674712.post-6946631419095035811</id><published>2009-05-12T19:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T19:14:16.511-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THINGS I NEED FOR THE ALICE PARTY</title><content type='html'>MUSIC&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CUPS, TABLE CLOTHS, NAPKINS, PLATES, CUTLERY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FOOD - Kaitie and Hannah from work are baking some, but I still need volunteers. I was also considering doing some hummus and other dip with simple veg. and crackers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BOOZE - Baby Duck for the poor girl awe yeah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;DECORATIONS - still need to p/u some playing cards, print out pictures of cats and rabbits, and twinkle lights&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TEA - Starbucks people have me covered. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THINGS IN WHICH THE TEA SHOULD GO THAT CANNOT BE EASILY BROKEN - help with finding please - Dollarama had nothing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;any help is great help. read, comment and discuss amongst yourselves please.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/696515008247674712-6946631419095035811?l=thennowandalways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/feeds/6946631419095035811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/05/things-i-need-for-alice-party.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/6946631419095035811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/6946631419095035811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/05/things-i-need-for-alice-party.html' title='THINGS I NEED FOR THE ALICE PARTY'/><author><name>Dyanna Frédéric Maurice de La Tour d'Auvergne, duc de Bouillon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15659908414092839829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TOhNe5h8zSI/AAAAAAAAAJA/7LWlMngZVtI/S220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-11-06%2Bat%2B20.58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-696515008247674712.post-4097760352393460022</id><published>2009-05-10T19:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T20:44:43.718-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RETAIL THERAPY</title><content type='html'>I've been having a really shitty week/weekend so I decided to do some retail therapy via my stores.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got two pairs of chiffon tights (which are actually as amazing as they sound - sheer and soft) in grey and pretty coral.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also got these shoes today:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/SgeSZ4VzPpI/AAAAAAAAACg/uZC8IrhTJrY/s320/udell+black.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;which look much better in real life than in this picture - the back is the best because it has metal studs and looks all industrial and tough - but they are so pretty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;also, I got this dress because its pink and reminds me of tea parties and pretty hats:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/SgeeozMW95I/AAAAAAAAACo/sgOX65CCgeM/s320/pinkdress.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and I have wanted an Obi belt for some time, and I figured the other night was the best time to purchase said belt off EBay:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/Sgee4C9MLXI/AAAAAAAAACw/Yl9SYJnwizI/s320/obi.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(don't tell Paul and Fraya)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now I have to do some of the mountain of reading I have to do, go to bed so I can wake up for class tomorrow, go to U of M, go to U of W, have lunch, have class, go to the village, work, come home and cry probably.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it better go fast is all I gotta say. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;EDIT: I really need to start thinking up some music for this party of mine...thoughts?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/696515008247674712-4097760352393460022?l=thennowandalways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/feeds/4097760352393460022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/05/retail-therapy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/4097760352393460022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/4097760352393460022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/05/retail-therapy.html' title='RETAIL THERAPY'/><author><name>Dyanna Frédéric Maurice de La Tour d'Auvergne, duc de Bouillon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15659908414092839829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TOhNe5h8zSI/AAAAAAAAAJA/7LWlMngZVtI/S220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-11-06%2Bat%2B20.58.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/SgeSZ4VzPpI/AAAAAAAAACg/uZC8IrhTJrY/s72-c/udell+black.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-696515008247674712.post-3871699243606181230</id><published>2009-05-09T20:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T20:20:58.001-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today I dyed my hair to pretend, at least for a couple of minuets, that I was someone else who didn't have to do/put up with all the shit I have to deal with lately.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then I found out half of winnipeg is moving to toronto and I kinda want to die.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/696515008247674712-3871699243606181230?l=thennowandalways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/feeds/3871699243606181230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/05/today-i-dyed-my-hair-to-pretend-at.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/3871699243606181230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/3871699243606181230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/05/today-i-dyed-my-hair-to-pretend-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Dyanna Frédéric Maurice de La Tour d'Auvergne, duc de Bouillon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15659908414092839829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TOhNe5h8zSI/AAAAAAAAAJA/7LWlMngZVtI/S220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-11-06%2Bat%2B20.58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-696515008247674712.post-4480273843848661957</id><published>2009-05-09T17:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T17:54:53.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;WHAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 24px;"&gt;THE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 24px;"&gt;FUCK.&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/696515008247674712-4480273843848661957?l=thennowandalways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/feeds/4480273843848661957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-fuck.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/4480273843848661957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/4480273843848661957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-fuck.html' title=''/><author><name>Dyanna Frédéric Maurice de La Tour d'Auvergne, duc de Bouillon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15659908414092839829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TOhNe5h8zSI/AAAAAAAAAJA/7LWlMngZVtI/S220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-11-06%2Bat%2B20.58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-696515008247674712.post-8153976046851578482</id><published>2009-05-07T20:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T20:47:25.969-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE PERKS OF U OF M</title><content type='html'>I never thought I would say that U of Manitoba has perks, but it does:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the campus is actually really pretty, surprisingly, especially when its quiet in the Spring Session and there's less people roaming around in sweatpants and hoodies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there is a Starbucks on campus. enough said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no creepy men follow you down the street and stand too close to you while smoking while you pretend to ignore them while listening to your iPod. that being said, there's no homeless people/begging people/crazies there and it kinda takes away from the fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my professor is so funny and I think I want to meet his children so see if they really are as awesome as he says they are. he is also from Kenora. enough said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Student central is basically its own city: a florist, an optician, a hair-cutting place, a robins doughnuts, tim hortons, general store, and I think even a Subway. also, the book store is kind of the most beautiful place on earth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all this accounted, I drove today and hardcore got lost and was too scared to ask for help (I can do this in Europe, but not at U of M) and have vowed to never drive and park there again, because I am scared.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tomorrow I am going to try and find a book in the Library...wish me luck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/696515008247674712-8153976046851578482?l=thennowandalways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/feeds/8153976046851578482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/05/perks-of-u-of-m.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/8153976046851578482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/8153976046851578482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/05/perks-of-u-of-m.html' title='THE PERKS OF U OF M'/><author><name>Dyanna Frédéric Maurice de La Tour d'Auvergne, duc de Bouillon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15659908414092839829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TOhNe5h8zSI/AAAAAAAAAJA/7LWlMngZVtI/S220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-11-06%2Bat%2B20.58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-696515008247674712.post-1344125368698926282</id><published>2009-05-06T19:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T19:19:46.295-07:00</updated><title type='text'>REASONS I LOVE CARNATIONS (FROM SUSHI RESTRAINTS)</title><content type='html'>and in general....&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they last forever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they come in the best colours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they're pleasant smelling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they look pretty. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they look pretty when they're cut really short and put in a tea cup.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they make me smile and they last longer than lilacs which aren't out yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/696515008247674712-1344125368698926282?l=thennowandalways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/feeds/1344125368698926282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/05/reasons-i-love-carnations-from-sushi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/1344125368698926282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/1344125368698926282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/05/reasons-i-love-carnations-from-sushi.html' title='REASONS I LOVE CARNATIONS (FROM SUSHI RESTRAINTS)'/><author><name>Dyanna Frédéric Maurice de La Tour d'Auvergne, duc de Bouillon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15659908414092839829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TOhNe5h8zSI/AAAAAAAAAJA/7LWlMngZVtI/S220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-11-06%2Bat%2B20.58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-696515008247674712.post-4466634050251499409</id><published>2009-05-04T19:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T19:05:20.349-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RAMAYANA</title><content type='html'>so, I'm not sure what supposed to go down in normal reading class meetings, but today was slightly awkward when my professor started to describe a scene from &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;9 1/2 weeks &lt;/span&gt;(the one with the refrigerator...) and talk about the Kama Sutra and what he preferred to do after sex (eat food, apparently). Also the conversation included the explanation that (something along these lines) a monkey, chandelier and 3 lbs. of whip cream is "not as fun as it sounds".  It was truly all in the context of the epic, the book we were reading was fairly focused on the dichotomy between sensuality/sexuality and daemons/evilness. there was also a correlation between food and sex.&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have the strangest education ever.&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/696515008247674712-4466634050251499409?l=thennowandalways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/feeds/4466634050251499409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/05/ramayana.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/4466634050251499409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/4466634050251499409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/05/ramayana.html' title='RAMAYANA'/><author><name>Dyanna Frédéric Maurice de La Tour d'Auvergne, duc de Bouillon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15659908414092839829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TOhNe5h8zSI/AAAAAAAAAJA/7LWlMngZVtI/S220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-11-06%2Bat%2B20.58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-696515008247674712.post-6741290104326642484</id><published>2009-05-03T20:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T20:53:29.392-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SPRING</title><content type='html'>today was the first nice day out yet. so nice that I wore a dress to work and biked with Estelle (I did not wear my helmet, contrary to the fact that I said I did to appease P&amp;amp;F - also I told them I did to stop the questions, oh the questions).&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then after work I went for sushi with Przemek and his pretty new boyfriend Travis and Shar. Then I biked home with carnations in my hair and smiled because it was a magical time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tomorrow I have to go to U of M for my french class and I want to die, basically.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;here is a picture of me after my bike ride on the first day of spring, in my opinion:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/Sf5mbo6baEI/AAAAAAAAACY/fsNZIBPz-r0/s320/DSC02773.JPG" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/696515008247674712-6741290104326642484?l=thennowandalways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/feeds/6741290104326642484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/05/spring.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/6741290104326642484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/6741290104326642484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/05/spring.html' title='SPRING'/><author><name>Dyanna Frédéric Maurice de La Tour d'Auvergne, duc de Bouillon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15659908414092839829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TOhNe5h8zSI/AAAAAAAAAJA/7LWlMngZVtI/S220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-11-06%2Bat%2B20.58.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/Sf5mbo6baEI/AAAAAAAAACY/fsNZIBPz-r0/s72-c/DSC02773.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-696515008247674712.post-8127783946641248836</id><published>2009-04-27T10:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T10:25:19.435-07:00</updated><title type='text'>$</title><content type='html'>am I really that desperate for money that I thought one of the "you can make thousands of dollars per month" ads on Facebook was true? yes. I am.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;did I actually investigate and perhaps consider it? yes. I did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I have a problem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/696515008247674712-8127783946641248836?l=thennowandalways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/feeds/8127783946641248836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/8127783946641248836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/8127783946641248836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post.html' title='$'/><author><name>Dyanna Frédéric Maurice de La Tour d'Auvergne, duc de Bouillon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15659908414092839829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TOhNe5h8zSI/AAAAAAAAAJA/7LWlMngZVtI/S220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-11-06%2Bat%2B20.58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-696515008247674712.post-3685453742655425946</id><published>2009-04-26T20:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T20:48:10.987-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ARTISTIC AGENDA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Yesterday was a horribly long day, but very fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I worked from 10-6 and then Kaari and I attended the Opera Madama Butterfly, which was lovely and the best "Christmas" present I've ever received .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I then attended a fund raiser for Art City where I managed to dance my ass off, cut my foot (only because I dropped my glass), get drinks spilled on me (by me and other people), run into a customer and have a dance off. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this is what happens when you give me crafts + gin:&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/SfUkbMh3miI/AAAAAAAAACI/noEIzIrtU7k/s320/kiss+me+im+a+jew.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Kiss me I'm a Jew!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(My plan backfired when the only men who kissed me were Przemek and his hotty BF in the striped shirt pictured behind me - I did get a lot of cheek kisses from hot ladies).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/SfUkyvLVSJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/cYL_PkD2vzs/s320/gnat+and+dyanna.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me (my chest) and my beautiful potential Toronto Roommate &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and long time Jazzy friend (G)Natalie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Then Natalie, Meghan and I walked back to their apartment which took way longer than it should have, whereupon I realized I had been bleeding from my foot, sad, especially since the same day the year before I was in Paris with Kaari.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;today I was hungover and I had to work and really incredulously hated customers and then I watched &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Grey Gardens&lt;/span&gt; (the new one) which was pretty good. I can't wait to see the full original documentary to see how true they were to the Edies, whom I love, btw. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/696515008247674712-3685453742655425946?l=thennowandalways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/feeds/3685453742655425946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/04/artistic-agenda.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/3685453742655425946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/3685453742655425946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/04/artistic-agenda.html' title='ARTISTIC AGENDA'/><author><name>Dyanna Frédéric Maurice de La Tour d'Auvergne, duc de Bouillon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15659908414092839829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TOhNe5h8zSI/AAAAAAAAAJA/7LWlMngZVtI/S220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-11-06%2Bat%2B20.58.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/SfUkbMh3miI/AAAAAAAAACI/noEIzIrtU7k/s72-c/kiss+me+im+a+jew.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-696515008247674712.post-8074088984904129944</id><published>2009-04-22T16:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T16:43:05.291-07:00</updated><title type='text'>EARTH DAY</title><content type='html'>what did I do for you today earth?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I took the bus and walked in stead of taking the car&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I didn't buy a bottle of water, and I recycled my glass bottle that I did buy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I didn't leave my computer on hibernate all day while I wasn't here&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I brought a re-usable bag with me, but had to get a plastic one at the end of the day&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I hugged a tree...(ok that's not true)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Earth Day Earth, hope we don't kill you in my lifetime!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/696515008247674712-8074088984904129944?l=thennowandalways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/feeds/8074088984904129944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/04/earth-day.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/8074088984904129944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/8074088984904129944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/04/earth-day.html' title='EARTH DAY'/><author><name>Dyanna Frédéric Maurice de La Tour d'Auvergne, duc de Bouillon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15659908414092839829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TOhNe5h8zSI/AAAAAAAAAJA/7LWlMngZVtI/S220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-11-06%2Bat%2B20.58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-696515008247674712.post-2879648208302685828</id><published>2009-04-20T18:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T14:05:25.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE HAPS</title><content type='html'>I went out to Kenora with my good friend Breanne this weekend for the mandatory attendance of a wedding social of which she is to be the maid of honor for. 1) we are infinitely cooler than Kenora. how this is possible is beyond me, but its true. 2) I won a foot bath! it has reflexology points and everything. 3) Breanne won a Wii! so sweet. 4) I realized I have all these Beatles albums on vinyl I never listen to so I decided to bust out &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rubber Soul &lt;/span&gt;because it has &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In my Life &lt;/span&gt;on it and I really like that song.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Current status you ask?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;soaking my feet in my new foot bath, listening to Rubber Soul and reading the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ramayana. &lt;/span&gt;Good shit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;also, I got this dress for my opera outting with Kaari/overall sexiness weekend time &lt;strike&gt;, but am thinking of exchanging it for the colour in the picture (I got black) - this is if we have my size left at the store)&lt;/strike&gt; I got the clay colour!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/Se0diExOaxI/AAAAAAAAACA/CdiPc07GGjk/s320/dress.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/696515008247674712-2879648208302685828?l=thennowandalways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/feeds/2879648208302685828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/04/haps.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/2879648208302685828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/2879648208302685828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/04/haps.html' title='THE HAPS'/><author><name>Dyanna Frédéric Maurice de La Tour d'Auvergne, duc de Bouillon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15659908414092839829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TOhNe5h8zSI/AAAAAAAAAJA/7LWlMngZVtI/S220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-11-06%2Bat%2B20.58.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/Se0diExOaxI/AAAAAAAAACA/CdiPc07GGjk/s72-c/dress.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-696515008247674712.post-4630454416519685875</id><published>2009-04-12T13:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T14:01:00.824-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THESE DAYS</title><content type='html'>I am getting increasingly frustrated with my place of employment - I think it is indicative that I need a change.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, I've not been feeling my prettiest which is silly really, but I just feel like I am totally undesirable, which if you've ever felt that way is really frustrating...its like, I know I'm cute, so why don't you? to make my feeling of un-prettyness go away I got some new sandals from Rooster:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/SeJWUqt3B2I/AAAAAAAAAB4/RYQ6Oogh7pE/s320/no+parking.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;they are called "No Parking" and they have fringe and they are really comfy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm going to have a nap now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/696515008247674712-4630454416519685875?l=thennowandalways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/feeds/4630454416519685875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/04/these-days.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/4630454416519685875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/4630454416519685875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/04/these-days.html' title='THESE DAYS'/><author><name>Dyanna Frédéric Maurice de La Tour d'Auvergne, duc de Bouillon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15659908414092839829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TOhNe5h8zSI/AAAAAAAAAJA/7LWlMngZVtI/S220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-11-06%2Bat%2B20.58.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/SeJWUqt3B2I/AAAAAAAAAB4/RYQ6Oogh7pE/s72-c/no+parking.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-696515008247674712.post-8799591805322387753</id><published>2009-04-08T10:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T11:03:39.447-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CHORI CHORI</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre; font-family:Arial;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px; "&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_ot_igKBZHM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_ot_igKBZHM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I could listen to this all day. In fact, I think I will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/696515008247674712-8799591805322387753?l=thennowandalways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/feeds/8799591805322387753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/04/chori-chori.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/8799591805322387753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/8799591805322387753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/04/chori-chori.html' title='CHORI CHORI'/><author><name>Dyanna Frédéric Maurice de La Tour d'Auvergne, duc de Bouillon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15659908414092839829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TOhNe5h8zSI/AAAAAAAAAJA/7LWlMngZVtI/S220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-11-06%2Bat%2B20.58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-696515008247674712.post-8353352675059857856</id><published>2009-04-07T22:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T22:48:06.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SONGS</title><content type='html'>my blog post titles are getting weak. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tonight when writing my essay (these essays are seriously never ending) I listened to 2/3 of the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;High Fidelity&lt;/span&gt; soundtrack over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what can I say? I like a little Jack Black serenade... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/696515008247674712-8353352675059857856?l=thennowandalways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/feeds/8353352675059857856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/04/songs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/8353352675059857856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/8353352675059857856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/04/songs.html' title='SONGS'/><author><name>Dyanna Frédéric Maurice de La Tour d'Auvergne, duc de Bouillon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15659908414092839829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TOhNe5h8zSI/AAAAAAAAAJA/7LWlMngZVtI/S220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-11-06%2Bat%2B20.58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-696515008247674712.post-763844465276959542</id><published>2009-04-06T17:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T17:24:37.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MOTIVATION</title><content type='html'>I am full of food and coffee. I just finished my classes by watching &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bend It Like Beckham&lt;/span&gt; and now I am going to try my hardest to accomplish writing the pages I have set out to do in my schedule.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as motivation, I decided to wear a fancy sweater. here is a picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/SdqdBjnNORI/AAAAAAAAABw/VpKaCptaX4g/s320/fancy+002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;also I am listening to MIA to try and keep me from sleeping/simply giving up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/696515008247674712-763844465276959542?l=thennowandalways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/feeds/763844465276959542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/04/motivation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/763844465276959542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/763844465276959542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/04/motivation.html' title='MOTIVATION'/><author><name>Dyanna Frédéric Maurice de La Tour d'Auvergne, duc de Bouillon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15659908414092839829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TOhNe5h8zSI/AAAAAAAAAJA/7LWlMngZVtI/S220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-11-06%2Bat%2B20.58.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/SdqdBjnNORI/AAAAAAAAABw/VpKaCptaX4g/s72-c/fancy+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-696515008247674712.post-5259611462592238417</id><published>2009-04-05T12:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T12:32:56.582-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NOTE TO SELF</title><content type='html'>No matter how many times I obsessively check facebook to see if something new has happened or refresh the page to see if people rsvp to my party (you're coming, btw) my essays will still exist.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/696515008247674712-5259611462592238417?l=thennowandalways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/feeds/5259611462592238417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/04/note-to-self.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/5259611462592238417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/5259611462592238417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/04/note-to-self.html' title='NOTE TO SELF'/><author><name>Dyanna Frédéric Maurice de La Tour d'Auvergne, duc de Bouillon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15659908414092839829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TOhNe5h8zSI/AAAAAAAAAJA/7LWlMngZVtI/S220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-11-06%2Bat%2B20.58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-696515008247674712.post-1181378471322041632</id><published>2009-04-04T20:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T20:49:04.095-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I DON'T NEED A MAN</title><content type='html'>these days, the best things in my life are double sided printing and safari correcting my spelling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/696515008247674712-1181378471322041632?l=thennowandalways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/feeds/1181378471322041632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-dont-need-man.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/1181378471322041632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/1181378471322041632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-dont-need-man.html' title='I DON&apos;T NEED A MAN'/><author><name>Dyanna Frédéric Maurice de La Tour d'Auvergne, duc de Bouillon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15659908414092839829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TOhNe5h8zSI/AAAAAAAAAJA/7LWlMngZVtI/S220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-11-06%2Bat%2B20.58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-696515008247674712.post-6021802543378763355</id><published>2009-04-02T20:37:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T20:41:24.054-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WHATS UP</title><content type='html'>Today was beyond the stupidest day ever.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but I have to remind myself to look at my background picture everytime I get angry because...&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/SdWEoeYyhVI/AAAAAAAAABo/7SPl6ZgbJuk/s320/smiling+alice.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;who could remain unhappy looking at this? this is my not-so-baby cousin Alice in Bruxelles whom I love to spoil with clothes when I see her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and yes, she is eating chorizo sausage, clearly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;IS IT OVER YET?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/696515008247674712-6021802543378763355?l=thennowandalways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/feeds/6021802543378763355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/04/whats-up.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/6021802543378763355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/6021802543378763355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/04/whats-up.html' title='WHATS UP'/><author><name>Dyanna Frédéric Maurice de La Tour d'Auvergne, duc de Bouillon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15659908414092839829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TOhNe5h8zSI/AAAAAAAAAJA/7LWlMngZVtI/S220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-11-06%2Bat%2B20.58.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/SdWEoeYyhVI/AAAAAAAAABo/7SPl6ZgbJuk/s72-c/smiling+alice.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-696515008247674712.post-3584366921153032579</id><published>2009-04-02T11:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T11:53:39.619-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I WONDER</title><content type='html'>So yesterday I downloaded this Stevie Wonder album and I've barely listened to anything but since.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I'm listening to "Livin' For the City" and I'm like...I know this song, but it with different words...from a movie! so I use my pretty brain and think and think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today when I got home from driving Fraya to the hospital to have her stitches out, cleaned the car and shined some shoes, it occurred to me. I know it from &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Confessions of a Teenage Drama Quee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;n &lt;/span&gt;when they put on a modern day production of Pygmalion. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kill me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;also, my car was filthy with old food and garbage. it was really disgusting and then I broke the dust buster trying to eradicate the sand, either from the summer or from the streets...I can't decide. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/696515008247674712-3584366921153032579?l=thennowandalways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/feeds/3584366921153032579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-wonder.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/3584366921153032579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/3584366921153032579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-wonder.html' title='I WONDER'/><author><name>Dyanna Frédéric Maurice de La Tour d'Auvergne, duc de Bouillon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15659908414092839829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TOhNe5h8zSI/AAAAAAAAAJA/7LWlMngZVtI/S220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-11-06%2Bat%2B20.58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-696515008247674712.post-8138527307498972992</id><published>2009-04-01T21:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T23:40:00.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THINGS</title><content type='html'>I have been listening to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Stevie Wonder&lt;/span&gt; for the past 2+ hours and that is a-ok with me.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;also, last week when getting out of the pool I slipped and bashed my leg - here is the week later result.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/SdQ_WApoltI/AAAAAAAAABg/YfRSfeTL2-k/s320/bruise+005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;if you lean back you can get the full effect of the colouring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;edit: its gotten worse somehow. I think its spreading to consume my body. I think this bruise might kill me...that is if school doesn't first...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/696515008247674712-8138527307498972992?l=thennowandalways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/feeds/8138527307498972992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/04/things_01.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/8138527307498972992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/8138527307498972992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/04/things_01.html' title='THINGS'/><author><name>Dyanna Frédéric Maurice de La Tour d'Auvergne, duc de Bouillon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15659908414092839829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TOhNe5h8zSI/AAAAAAAAAJA/7LWlMngZVtI/S220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-11-06%2Bat%2B20.58.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/SdQ_WApoltI/AAAAAAAAABg/YfRSfeTL2-k/s72-c/bruise+005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-696515008247674712.post-8576752297582389904</id><published>2009-03-31T15:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T22:12:02.181-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GRAMMAR</title><content type='html'>I DO NOT LIKE HAVING MY GRAMMAR PUBLICLY CORRECTED. IF IT'S WRONG, CERTAIN PERSON, SEND ME A DISCREET E-MAIL, DON'T COMMENT FOR THE WHOLE WORLD TO SEE! HOW WOULD YOU LIKE IT IF SOMEONE DID THAT TO YOU? YOU WOULDN'T, SO DON'T DO IT TO ME!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This confirms my theory that people are being extra ass-y today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/696515008247674712-8576752297582389904?l=thennowandalways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/feeds/8576752297582389904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/03/grammar.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/8576752297582389904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/8576752297582389904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/03/grammar.html' title='GRAMMAR'/><author><name>Dyanna Frédéric Maurice de La Tour d'Auvergne, duc de Bouillon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15659908414092839829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TOhNe5h8zSI/AAAAAAAAAJA/7LWlMngZVtI/S220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-11-06%2Bat%2B20.58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-696515008247674712.post-3541601200922334616</id><published>2009-03-30T23:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T23:34:05.388-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AMAZED</title><content type='html'>I never thought that &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Forgetting Sarah Marshal&lt;/span&gt; would be a movie worth watching/paying to see/existing.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I stand corrected. this does not happen very often - clearly I am correct about everything 99.99% of the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;good movie though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/696515008247674712-3541601200922334616?l=thennowandalways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/feeds/3541601200922334616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/03/amazed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/3541601200922334616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/3541601200922334616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/03/amazed.html' title='AMAZED'/><author><name>Dyanna Frédéric Maurice de La Tour d'Auvergne, duc de Bouillon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15659908414092839829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TOhNe5h8zSI/AAAAAAAAAJA/7LWlMngZVtI/S220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-11-06%2Bat%2B20.58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-696515008247674712.post-1597671380409156283</id><published>2009-03-29T16:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T16:23:17.474-07:00</updated><title type='text'>UP TO THE MINUTE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I just resorted to dying my own hair then giving myself a haircut instead of doing my work, 'cause I just wasn't feeling pretty enough for a Sunday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now I do, clealrly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also have a hair cut with a trained professional on Friday so I should feel extra pretty then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/696515008247674712-1597671380409156283?l=thennowandalways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/feeds/1597671380409156283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/03/up-to-minute.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/1597671380409156283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/1597671380409156283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/03/up-to-minute.html' title='UP TO THE MINUTE'/><author><name>Dyanna Frédéric Maurice de La Tour d'Auvergne, duc de Bouillon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15659908414092839829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TOhNe5h8zSI/AAAAAAAAAJA/7LWlMngZVtI/S220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-11-06%2Bat%2B20.58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-696515008247674712.post-340540535431205085</id><published>2009-03-28T20:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T20:43:08.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OH DEAR</title><content type='html'>I slept through earth hour with the overhead lights on and my computer running.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;woops.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/696515008247674712-340540535431205085?l=thennowandalways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/feeds/340540535431205085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/03/oh-dear.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/340540535431205085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/340540535431205085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/03/oh-dear.html' title='OH DEAR'/><author><name>Dyanna Frédéric Maurice de La Tour d'Auvergne, duc de Bouillon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15659908414092839829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TOhNe5h8zSI/AAAAAAAAAJA/7LWlMngZVtI/S220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-11-06%2Bat%2B20.58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-696515008247674712.post-1017564520887477945</id><published>2009-03-28T17:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T17:20:50.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THINGS THAT MAKE DYANNA FAY HAPPY</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pom Pom exhibits.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pom Pom's. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;vintage tupac singing at the top of my lungs.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;vintage tina singing at the top of my lungs. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;drinking too much wine in the corner of a gallery with Mr. Bars, Joanna and Meghan.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;gallery hopping in ugly uggs because my heels were killing me. literally.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;drinking homemade wine from the bottle with cute boys at 211 pacific while looking at some really great art.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;the potential of fireworks at paul butlers place.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;new lace skirts that are so spring it hurts. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;boys. especially cute ones.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;drunk talking and laughing so hard you think you're going to pass out.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;just a small list: should also include coming home from work and not having to leave the house until monday. fantastic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/696515008247674712-1017564520887477945?l=thennowandalways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/feeds/1017564520887477945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/03/things-that-make-dyanna-fay-happy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/1017564520887477945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/1017564520887477945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/03/things-that-make-dyanna-fay-happy.html' title='THINGS THAT MAKE DYANNA FAY HAPPY'/><author><name>Dyanna Frédéric Maurice de La Tour d'Auvergne, duc de Bouillon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15659908414092839829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TOhNe5h8zSI/AAAAAAAAAJA/7LWlMngZVtI/S220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-11-06%2Bat%2B20.58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-696515008247674712.post-3966300301638952112</id><published>2009-03-27T09:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T09:13:33.888-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE PLAN OF ACTION</title><content type='html'>Today I am going to make a very concerted effort to finish my Problem of Evil Essay - that is if I don't get distracted watching clips of the horror movies on YouTube because I'm &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;way &lt;/span&gt;too scared to watch them totally.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I am going to make pom pom cup cakes. essentially confetti cup cakes with great icing. I'll take pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I am gettin' gussied up (red lips, heels and all) to go to Natalie's show opening at Semai Gallery called &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pom-Pom Grow Op.&lt;/span&gt; You should come too, but only if you're cool. Otherwise, don't bother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then work. then essays. then essays. then reading. then reading. then sleep? maybe? if I'm lucky. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/696515008247674712-3966300301638952112?l=thennowandalways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/feeds/3966300301638952112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/03/plan-of-action.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/3966300301638952112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/3966300301638952112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/03/plan-of-action.html' title='THE PLAN OF ACTION'/><author><name>Dyanna Frédéric Maurice de La Tour d'Auvergne, duc de Bouillon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15659908414092839829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TOhNe5h8zSI/AAAAAAAAAJA/7LWlMngZVtI/S220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-11-06%2Bat%2B20.58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-696515008247674712.post-8750007130314763278</id><published>2009-03-26T16:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T16:25:13.401-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TRUTH</title><content type='html'>I'm so pretty. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/696515008247674712-8750007130314763278?l=thennowandalways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/feeds/8750007130314763278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/03/truth.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/8750007130314763278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/8750007130314763278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/03/truth.html' title='TRUTH'/><author><name>Dyanna Frédéric Maurice de La Tour d'Auvergne, duc de Bouillon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15659908414092839829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TOhNe5h8zSI/AAAAAAAAAJA/7LWlMngZVtI/S220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-11-06%2Bat%2B20.58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-696515008247674712.post-3440080279745157300</id><published>2009-03-25T17:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T20:23:45.281-07:00</updated><title type='text'>EVENTS OF THE DAY</title><content type='html'>Wake up. Feeling good, go swimming. Do my thing for 30 min and I'm feelin' good. Try to get out of the pool and bash my leg hardcore. come home, half asleep, and check my e-mail's from my professors that I had begged to do spring courses with, wrote my other professor and told him I wouldn't be in class because of the weather and registered for a french class. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LONG story short - I end up at school in a meeting with the RS Chair, trying to figure out how the hell I'm going to graduate on time (because for a while there, I wasn't graduating in October...). I talk to him. Wait for the other professor. Talked to him (about &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rush&lt;/span&gt; mostly...), asked one professor if he would do a course with me (and explain to him why I wouldn't be in his class) and got declined because he's on ten-year track, asked the department head and got accepted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am graduating. I am doing 3 spring courses. I am going to show them who's boss. I am really unimpressed with this university of ours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;can't wait for June 30th.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;also, I need a new agenda but I just got &lt;s&gt;$70&lt;/s&gt;&lt;strikeout&gt; &lt;strikeout&gt; $100 worth of books off amazon and I have to get more tomorrow. fun fun fun.&lt;/strikeout&gt;&lt;/strikeout&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/696515008247674712-3440080279745157300?l=thennowandalways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/feeds/3440080279745157300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/03/events-of-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/3440080279745157300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/3440080279745157300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/03/events-of-day.html' title='EVENTS OF THE DAY'/><author><name>Dyanna Frédéric Maurice de La Tour d'Auvergne, duc de Bouillon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15659908414092839829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TOhNe5h8zSI/AAAAAAAAAJA/7LWlMngZVtI/S220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-11-06%2Bat%2B20.58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-696515008247674712.post-9129364261567829606</id><published>2009-03-22T16:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T16:58:59.241-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OH, KISS ME</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;these days I can't escape my thoughts. school ending, spring coming, work annoying, people loving, people loathing, parents older, missing you, missing him, wanting him, sexy dreams, this essay, that essay, these essays, how much? that much? breathe. blink. nap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish my work brought in more cute single guys wanting to buy things for me instead of their wives and girlfriends. that would really save me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of money actually. (note to self: get boyfriend in order to save money).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;between any of the thoughts above the thought about August manages to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;sneak&lt;/span&gt; in. I want out. I want out NOW. I don't want to have to wait. I'm getting really fussy about it. I just want a pretty apartment, lovely decorated with my lovely things in which I can sit around and drink tea and listen to my records without a care in the world. soon, I suppose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.beyondrobson.com/20080226-summer-concert-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 272px" alt="" src="http://www.beyondrobson.com/20080226-summer-concert-3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;it would also be really nice to have a lovely cute boy serenade me on the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;note to self: work on making that happen - will save having to charge &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;iPod&lt;/span&gt; for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;entertainment&lt;/span&gt; purposes, ergo, will save on electricity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thus, having a man play &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;accordion&lt;/span&gt; on the beach to me is environmentally sound.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/696515008247674712-9129364261567829606?l=thennowandalways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/feeds/9129364261567829606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/03/oh-kiss-me.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/9129364261567829606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/9129364261567829606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/03/oh-kiss-me.html' title='OH, KISS ME'/><author><name>Dyanna Frédéric Maurice de La Tour d'Auvergne, duc de Bouillon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15659908414092839829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TOhNe5h8zSI/AAAAAAAAAJA/7LWlMngZVtI/S220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-11-06%2Bat%2B20.58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-696515008247674712.post-1607170520022706010</id><published>2009-03-19T10:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T10:36:49.561-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MOST OF THE TIME</title><content type='html'>All I want to do lately is be warm. hence why I enjoy sleeping so so much.  I think thats why I enjoy hot yoga so much. Its like a gigantic warm blanket that wraps you in happiness. and warmth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also severely need some polaroid film and a working camera for spring time. I cannot wait to ride my bike, and wear horsie shorts and awesome red lipstick and romper suits and sandals and happy happy smiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to go force myself to try and finish my report for my last reading class meeting. I can do it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/696515008247674712-1607170520022706010?l=thennowandalways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/feeds/1607170520022706010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/03/most-of-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/1607170520022706010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/1607170520022706010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/03/most-of-time.html' title='MOST OF THE TIME'/><author><name>Dyanna Frédéric Maurice de La Tour d'Auvergne, duc de Bouillon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15659908414092839829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TOhNe5h8zSI/AAAAAAAAAJA/7LWlMngZVtI/S220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-11-06%2Bat%2B20.58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-696515008247674712.post-8040175570150109539</id><published>2009-03-15T22:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T22:53:54.029-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MONEY MONEY MONEY</title><content type='html'>I suggest you go to my etsy shop and buy all my stuff from me, 'cause I need money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deekeener.etsy.com/"&gt;www.deekeener.etsy.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/696515008247674712-8040175570150109539?l=thennowandalways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/feeds/8040175570150109539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/03/money-money-money.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/8040175570150109539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/8040175570150109539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/03/money-money-money.html' title='MONEY MONEY MONEY'/><author><name>Dyanna Frédéric Maurice de La Tour d'Auvergne, duc de Bouillon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15659908414092839829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TOhNe5h8zSI/AAAAAAAAAJA/7LWlMngZVtI/S220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-11-06%2Bat%2B20.58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-696515008247674712.post-6888572687827369252</id><published>2009-03-14T21:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T21:53:09.248-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HONESTY</title><content type='html'>today we got slammed at the store. it was mega busy and really hot and started to smell like sewage, which btw does not go well with nice jewelry. then at one point, when it finally died down, we were listening to Jason Mraz's "I'm yours" cause, we needed some chill out music, and I had made a comment that someone told me that the Jonas Brothers sang that song, and how I had re-coiled in horror because I sorta kinda liked it. then this girl buying a scarf (who, btw later returned it...lame) was like "so, do you deliberately play the Jonas Brothers, or what?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was shocked at how defensive I became. As if someone would question my good taste and suggest I of all people would listen to such music. Blasphemy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got so defensive, that I loudly stated "nono, its Jason Mraz! not the Jonas Brothers!". Hannah piped in that we would NEVER be allowed to play the Jonas Brothers...not even ironically. I had initially liked that customer...now I simply hate her for questioning my clearly sterling taste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I want to move asap.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/696515008247674712-6888572687827369252?l=thennowandalways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/feeds/6888572687827369252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/03/honesty.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/6888572687827369252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/6888572687827369252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/03/honesty.html' title='HONESTY'/><author><name>Dyanna Frédéric Maurice de La Tour d'Auvergne, duc de Bouillon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15659908414092839829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TOhNe5h8zSI/AAAAAAAAAJA/7LWlMngZVtI/S220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-11-06%2Bat%2B20.58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-696515008247674712.post-6909482033931962699</id><published>2009-03-12T15:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T15:41:42.279-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FROM THE FIFTH FLOOR</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/SbmOXFBLgoI/AAAAAAAAABU/QRBiL0-W3Ao/s1600-h/Cali1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/SbmOXFBLgoI/AAAAAAAAABU/QRBiL0-W3Ao/s320/Cali1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312433762595472002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;today I am hanging out at Breanne's apartment while she is at work, 'cause we're gettin' gussied up and goin' out tonight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so I am hanging out with this sassy feline, who doesn't really care for auntie Dyanna, but little does she know I love her! (listen up, this cat has a thumb. for real. I saw it in action today. it was terrifying and hilarious at the same time.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now instead of doing homework while waiting for B to get off work, I am going to watch Ellen and eat pizza, naturally.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/696515008247674712-6909482033931962699?l=thennowandalways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/feeds/6909482033931962699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/03/from-fifth-floor.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/6909482033931962699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/6909482033931962699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/03/from-fifth-floor.html' title='FROM THE FIFTH FLOOR'/><author><name>Dyanna Frédéric Maurice de La Tour d'Auvergne, duc de Bouillon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15659908414092839829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TOhNe5h8zSI/AAAAAAAAAJA/7LWlMngZVtI/S220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-11-06%2Bat%2B20.58.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/SbmOXFBLgoI/AAAAAAAAABU/QRBiL0-W3Ao/s72-c/Cali1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-696515008247674712.post-3071117773901027497</id><published>2009-03-11T13:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T13:32:13.539-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MIDAS TOUCH</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;yesterday I broke the new photocopier/printer/scaner in the Religious Stuides common room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;today the car broke down on me while I was backing into a spot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;today I broke the news to a bunch of students that our professor left us nothing to do and they all came out in -40 for nothing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;today I ran around like a chicken without a head while CAA was waiting for me because I had no money to leave the greyhound.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;today my mummy got me a kit kat because I am stressed and now I am going to have a nap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I clealry do not have the midas touch...&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 347px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 346px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://wordofmoss.files.wordpress.com/2008/01/midas-touch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/696515008247674712-3071117773901027497?l=thennowandalways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/feeds/3071117773901027497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/03/midas-touch.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/3071117773901027497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/3071117773901027497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/03/midas-touch.html' title='MIDAS TOUCH'/><author><name>Dyanna Frédéric Maurice de La Tour d'Auvergne, duc de Bouillon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15659908414092839829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TOhNe5h8zSI/AAAAAAAAAJA/7LWlMngZVtI/S220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-11-06%2Bat%2B20.58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-696515008247674712.post-1925923449549407451</id><published>2009-03-10T20:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T20:40:17.349-07:00</updated><title type='text'>EARLY BIRD</title><content type='html'>Last night I decided to go to bed at 10:30 when I realised I had fallen alseep already in bed listening to &lt;em&gt;Arrested Development &lt;/em&gt;which was probably a good thing because I got up at 6:50 this morning to go for a swim, which was actually really nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then I got home and was all ready by 9:00, and didn't have to go to school until 2:00 so I managed to fall asleep again for another hour and half assed do my work before leaving for school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then I broke the new copy machine in the Religious Studies room and swore alot, but I got free parking and paid for note taking so I can pay of my credit card. I love money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am supposed to TA my class tomorrow but my professor left me nothing to do (he was &lt;em&gt;supposed&lt;/em&gt; to leave me a movie and keys) but since I have no access to the media components I can't even show &lt;em&gt;Arrested Development&lt;/em&gt; or &lt;em&gt;Slumdog Millionaire &lt;/em&gt;(bootleg, naturally), so I might lead a discussion and kick them out early. I just love being in charge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now I am going to write a depressing essay about the devil and how we're all horrible and evil and then go to bed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/696515008247674712-1925923449549407451?l=thennowandalways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/feeds/1925923449549407451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/03/early-bird.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/1925923449549407451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/1925923449549407451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/03/early-bird.html' title='EARLY BIRD'/><author><name>Dyanna Frédéric Maurice de La Tour d'Auvergne, duc de Bouillon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15659908414092839829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TOhNe5h8zSI/AAAAAAAAAJA/7LWlMngZVtI/S220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-11-06%2Bat%2B20.58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-696515008247674712.post-1233061720746386752</id><published>2009-03-08T11:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T11:23:01.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CBC</title><content type='html'>"yeah I guess talking to you is just as good as talking to a stranger...or a wall"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/696515008247674712-1233061720746386752?l=thennowandalways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/feeds/1233061720746386752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/03/cbc.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/1233061720746386752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/1233061720746386752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/03/cbc.html' title='CBC'/><author><name>Dyanna Frédéric Maurice de La Tour d'Auvergne, duc de Bouillon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15659908414092839829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TOhNe5h8zSI/AAAAAAAAAJA/7LWlMngZVtI/S220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-11-06%2Bat%2B20.58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-696515008247674712.post-1022544408884661957</id><published>2009-03-08T09:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T09:15:29.277-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A DAY IN THE LIFE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;last night I went to bed at 7:05 to have "a quick nap" and ended up sleeping the whole night until about 2 am. As I was sitting in the living room watching tv at 2:47 I watched the clock count down to what I thought would be 3:00 but automatically switched to 4:00! DAY LIGHT SAVINGS TIME FREAKS ME OUT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;really freaks me out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;today I am going to buy a bathing suit and mark 6 papers. also, start an esssay. very ambitious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is what I look like after like 15 hours of sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310851159468123602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/SbPu_c8RpdI/AAAAAAAAABM/xsTGg6cvBDQ/s320/sleepy+head+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/696515008247674712-1022544408884661957?l=thennowandalways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/feeds/1022544408884661957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/03/day-in-life.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/1022544408884661957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/1022544408884661957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/03/day-in-life.html' title='A DAY IN THE LIFE'/><author><name>Dyanna Frédéric Maurice de La Tour d'Auvergne, duc de Bouillon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15659908414092839829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TOhNe5h8zSI/AAAAAAAAAJA/7LWlMngZVtI/S220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-11-06%2Bat%2B20.58.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/SbPu_c8RpdI/AAAAAAAAABM/xsTGg6cvBDQ/s72-c/sleepy+head+008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-696515008247674712.post-4162471567696010424</id><published>2009-03-05T09:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T09:28:02.362-08:00</updated><title type='text'>IDA MARIA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.clickmusic.co.uk/upload/idamaria300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.clickmusic.co.uk/upload/idamaria300.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://sendmedeadflowers.com/uploaded_images/ida-maria2-793431.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 398px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 600px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://sendmedeadflowers.com/uploaded_images/ida-maria2-793431.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://ska-limited.co.uk/Clients/2Ida_Maria/ProfileImage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 351px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://ska-limited.co.uk/Clients/2Ida_Maria/ProfileImage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you should check this shit out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I mean who wouldn't love a girl with a mug shot? someone horrible, thats who.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/696515008247674712-4162471567696010424?l=thennowandalways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/feeds/4162471567696010424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/03/ida-maria.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/4162471567696010424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/4162471567696010424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/03/ida-maria.html' title='IDA MARIA'/><author><name>Dyanna Frédéric Maurice de La Tour d'Auvergne, duc de Bouillon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15659908414092839829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TOhNe5h8zSI/AAAAAAAAAJA/7LWlMngZVtI/S220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-11-06%2Bat%2B20.58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-696515008247674712.post-1350097377709298050</id><published>2009-03-04T20:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T20:10:42.836-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT I WANT FROM LIFE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.netherlands.fi/contents/pages/52344/bikes-tulips.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://www.netherlands.fi/contents/pages/52344/bikes-tulips.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;a cruising bike.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a snazzy hat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a field full of tulips.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;some eco-friendly shoes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the Finish have it all it seems.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/696515008247674712-1350097377709298050?l=thennowandalways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/feeds/1350097377709298050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-i-want-from-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/1350097377709298050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/1350097377709298050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-i-want-from-life.html' title='WHAT I WANT FROM LIFE'/><author><name>Dyanna Frédéric Maurice de La Tour d'Auvergne, duc de Bouillon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15659908414092839829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TOhNe5h8zSI/AAAAAAAAAJA/7LWlMngZVtI/S220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-11-06%2Bat%2B20.58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-696515008247674712.post-6457675692113763666</id><published>2009-03-04T19:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T19:40:43.625-08:00</updated><title type='text'>OH MY GOD</title><content type='html'>Since the CW clearly hates me and is yet making us wait to see new Gossip Girl episodes and now I find that I have to wait till THE END OF MARCH for new 90210 I decided to torrent the album of the OH MY GOD girl singing in the new promo's so that I can get a fix whenever I like....or whenever I cease watching Arrested Development.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess its a good thing that they're unavailable for viewing pleasures as of yet, because I have a report to write, two essays to work on and like, 20+ papers to mark...woooppss! (and oh so many naps to take...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;however, ANTM cycle 12 started tonight and I can already tell that the girl who works at Bergdorf Goodman is going to win because they basically love her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;for now, here's a picture of some konfetti which I think is pretty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309543376153565202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 224px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 289px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/Sa9JkccpWBI/AAAAAAAAABE/BuhSLCo-h-o/s400/Konfetti.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I wish I could have a konfetti themed party.&lt;br /&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/696515008247674712-6457675692113763666?l=thennowandalways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/feeds/6457675692113763666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/03/oh-my-god.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/6457675692113763666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/6457675692113763666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/03/oh-my-god.html' title='OH MY GOD'/><author><name>Dyanna Frédéric Maurice de La Tour d'Auvergne, duc de Bouillon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15659908414092839829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TOhNe5h8zSI/AAAAAAAAAJA/7LWlMngZVtI/S220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-11-06%2Bat%2B20.58.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/Sa9JkccpWBI/AAAAAAAAABE/BuhSLCo-h-o/s72-c/Konfetti.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-696515008247674712.post-107146712427929548</id><published>2009-03-03T12:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T13:05:28.843-08:00</updated><title type='text'>THINGS I'VE LEARNED ON THE INSIDE</title><content type='html'>being sick is really frustrating when you do nothing and you're utterly exhausted all the time and don't get any work done like you should.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;being sick is really convenient when you don't want to go to class and watch yet another depressing movie on genocide and how bad people are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;being sick is really good for napping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on another note, I would really like to have dress stand so that I can photo catalogue all of my clothing/create some sort of clueless automatic dressing system. I think that would be really helpful in creating diverse looks and sexy time party clothes. ok I think it's time for a sick nap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309069453369705666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/Sa2aigf6hMI/AAAAAAAAAA8/2JHz8UmQUDM/s400/100.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/696515008247674712-107146712427929548?l=thennowandalways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/feeds/107146712427929548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/03/things-ive-learned-on-inside.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/107146712427929548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/107146712427929548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/03/things-ive-learned-on-inside.html' title='THINGS I&apos;VE LEARNED ON THE INSIDE'/><author><name>Dyanna Frédéric Maurice de La Tour d'Auvergne, duc de Bouillon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15659908414092839829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TOhNe5h8zSI/AAAAAAAAAJA/7LWlMngZVtI/S220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-11-06%2Bat%2B20.58.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/Sa2aigf6hMI/AAAAAAAAAA8/2JHz8UmQUDM/s72-c/100.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-696515008247674712.post-8829943523958119573</id><published>2009-03-02T17:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T17:04:46.741-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NUMBER TWO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/SayB_1ayz4I/AAAAAAAAAAw/bjdz3kiSGDQ/s1600-h/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308760994434174850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/SayB_1ayz4I/AAAAAAAAAAw/bjdz3kiSGDQ/s400/009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God love the power of harvesting wind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the sun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/696515008247674712-8829943523958119573?l=thennowandalways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/feeds/8829943523958119573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/03/number-two.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/8829943523958119573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/8829943523958119573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/03/number-two.html' title='NUMBER TWO'/><author><name>Dyanna Frédéric Maurice de La Tour d'Auvergne, duc de Bouillon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15659908414092839829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TOhNe5h8zSI/AAAAAAAAAJA/7LWlMngZVtI/S220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-11-06%2Bat%2B20.58.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/SayB_1ayz4I/AAAAAAAAAAw/bjdz3kiSGDQ/s72-c/009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-696515008247674712.post-2932512875886823646</id><published>2009-03-02T16:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T16:48:54.145-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NUMBER ONE</title><content type='html'>COUGH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/696515008247674712-2932512875886823646?l=thennowandalways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/feeds/2932512875886823646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/03/number-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/2932512875886823646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/696515008247674712/posts/default/2932512875886823646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thennowandalways.blogspot.com/2009/03/number-one.html' title='NUMBER ONE'/><author><name>Dyanna Frédéric Maurice de La Tour d'Auvergne, duc de Bouillon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15659908414092839829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUL1Z5eC5W0/TOhNe5h8zSI/AAAAAAAAAJA/7LWlMngZVtI/S220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-11-06%2Bat%2B20.58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
