<?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-5334410</id><updated>2011-10-01T01:23:12.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't let your perception be your deception...</title><subtitle type='html'>Hell I do not even know the inner workings of my own mind so I can't really describe anything good here.  Except I am hoping that you will understand me a little better by reading some of my posts. Besides I really like feed back on my website when giving with a helpful critical feedback.  Saying that I hope that you return to check and see if this female has actually grown up a bit instead of her Peter Pan ideals.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454564081313630763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RInO1OKfgvw/TLrzOFaq66I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mW8h831PsYw/S220/Picture+8.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>317</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334410.post-2955642534087863372</id><published>2011-08-16T10:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T10:03:32.177-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So I discovered I really like to PVP</title><summary type='text'>You may leave your complaints to the bitching department otherwise post a comment on my handy dandy upgrades to my blog.  :::grins:::

So im sitting there one day with the horde trying to bash my face in with there weapons and thinking screw this its time to show them whats up and get up close and personal.  Now I liked to pvp with Bryan before but I didn't have the gear which made it not so fun </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/feeds/2955642534087863372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334410&amp;postID=2955642534087863372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/2955642534087863372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/2955642534087863372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/2011/08/so-i-discovered-i-really-like-to-pvp.html' title='So I discovered I really like to PVP'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454564081313630763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RInO1OKfgvw/TLrzOFaq66I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mW8h831PsYw/S220/Picture+8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334410.post-7487739646119824019</id><published>2011-07-22T18:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T18:14:54.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Knights Tale</title><summary type='text'>You may leave your complaints to the bitching department otherwise post a comment on my handy dandy upgrades to my blog.  :::grins:::

ONE of the greatest love letters ever

My Dearest Jocelyn
Its strange to think I haven't seen your since a month.  I have seen the new moon but not you.  I have seen the sunsets and sunrises but nothing of your beautiful face.  The pieces of my broken heart are so</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/feeds/7487739646119824019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334410&amp;postID=7487739646119824019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/7487739646119824019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/7487739646119824019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/2011/07/knights-tale.html' title='A Knights Tale'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454564081313630763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RInO1OKfgvw/TLrzOFaq66I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mW8h831PsYw/S220/Picture+8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334410.post-5878846824167105771</id><published>2011-07-07T08:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T08:59:21.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This song made me cry</title><summary type='text'>You may leave your complaints to the bitching department otherwise post a comment on my handy dandy upgrades to my blog.  :::grins:::I wanna be loved like that

This is what Im going to tell future boyfriends if they cant handle that then piss off enough said.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/feeds/5878846824167105771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334410&amp;postID=5878846824167105771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/5878846824167105771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/5878846824167105771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/2011/07/this-song-made-me-cry.html' title='This song made me cry'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454564081313630763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RInO1OKfgvw/TLrzOFaq66I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mW8h831PsYw/S220/Picture+8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334410.post-3931312798259985062</id><published>2011-07-06T01:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T09:06:45.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Forgiveness of Self</title><summary type='text'>SERENITY                             You may leave your complaints to the bitching department otherwise post a comment on my handy dandy upgrades to my blog.  :::grins:::

I think I realized my problem today and realized why why why I push people away.  Why I only let people get so close than I just completely shut down.  Megan was a lesson but who am I to be so perfect Im not believe me I try to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/feeds/3931312798259985062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334410&amp;postID=3931312798259985062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/3931312798259985062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/3931312798259985062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/2011/07/forgiveness-of-self.html' title='Forgiveness of Self'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454564081313630763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RInO1OKfgvw/TLrzOFaq66I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mW8h831PsYw/S220/Picture+8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334410.post-3693477740859742632</id><published>2011-07-04T01:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T01:29:15.895-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Letting Go...</title><summary type='text'>You may leave your complaints to the bitching department otherwise post a comment on my handy dandy upgrades to my blog.  :::grins:::

Sometimes when you see the person who hurt you so badly really upset and crying you kinda gotta let them know its okay even what they did was wrong you just let it go.  I saw Megan tonight really upset and yeah I could of done some shady shit back to her but whats</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/feeds/3693477740859742632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334410&amp;postID=3693477740859742632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/3693477740859742632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/3693477740859742632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/2011/07/letting-go.html' title='Letting Go...'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454564081313630763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RInO1OKfgvw/TLrzOFaq66I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mW8h831PsYw/S220/Picture+8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334410.post-8516803074096024271</id><published>2011-07-02T00:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-02T00:15:29.154-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Caveman and Guns</title><summary type='text'>You may leave your complaints to the bitching department otherwise post a comment on my handy dandy upgrades to my blog.  :::grins:::

So yeah today was a good day but it came with a quick and utter realization that men are still Caveman that need to be wiped from existence.  Juan my cousins boyfriend told her he wouldn't marry her unless she became a true catholic even though he got with her </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/feeds/8516803074096024271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334410&amp;postID=8516803074096024271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/8516803074096024271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/8516803074096024271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/2011/07/caveman-and-guns.html' title='Caveman and Guns'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454564081313630763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RInO1OKfgvw/TLrzOFaq66I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mW8h831PsYw/S220/Picture+8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334410.post-6540214998041121889</id><published>2011-07-01T00:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T00:49:30.947-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bittersweet Memories</title><summary type='text'>You may leave your complaints to the bitching department otherwise post a comment on my handy dandy upgrades to my blog.  :::grins:::

So today I woke up late because I couldn't sleep not one wink last night no matter how hard I tried just couldn't make myself sleep I was completely restless.  When I finally woke up I felt like I didn't get enough sleep whatsoever so basically I felt completely </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/feeds/6540214998041121889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334410&amp;postID=6540214998041121889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/6540214998041121889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/6540214998041121889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/2011/07/bittersweet-memories.html' title='Bittersweet Memories'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454564081313630763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RInO1OKfgvw/TLrzOFaq66I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mW8h831PsYw/S220/Picture+8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334410.post-5174953917528646016</id><published>2011-06-21T18:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T18:48:41.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The big move</title><summary type='text'>You may leave your complaints to the bitching department otherwise post a comment on my handy dandy upgrades to my blog.  :::grins:::

So yeah im moving soon getting my truck ready tomorrow im going to get rid of stuff that I dont need anymore and downsize what little I have left.  I am kinda sad to get rid of my couches that I love so damm much they have been with me forever.  But really Megan </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/feeds/5174953917528646016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334410&amp;postID=5174953917528646016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/5174953917528646016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/5174953917528646016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/2011/06/big-move.html' title='The big move'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454564081313630763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RInO1OKfgvw/TLrzOFaq66I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mW8h831PsYw/S220/Picture+8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334410.post-8592747460722585462</id><published>2011-05-29T09:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T09:13:38.272-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This just keeps getting better and better</title><summary type='text'>You may leave your complaints to the bitching department otherwise post a comment on my handy dandy upgrades to my blog.  :::grins:::

So if you think she would actually leave me alone and quit her shit yeah right this wouldn't be Megan she actually had the nerve to lock the cat in with the bird early in the morning so it could get eat.  Luckily for Kiera she didnt kill my daughters bird </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/feeds/8592747460722585462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334410&amp;postID=8592747460722585462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/8592747460722585462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/8592747460722585462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/2011/05/this-just-keeps-getting-better-and.html' title='This just keeps getting better and better'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454564081313630763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RInO1OKfgvw/TLrzOFaq66I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mW8h831PsYw/S220/Picture+8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334410.post-6303075753916873480</id><published>2011-05-27T23:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T18:38:27.231-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Truth hurts....</title><summary type='text'>You may leave your complaints to the bitching department otherwise post a comment on my handy dandy upgrades to my blog.  :::grins:::

So Megan gave Jeff an ultimatum for either us to leave or she was going back to Canada or to Maryanns shakes head oh really.  You can't see that I hide in my room because your always rude, cussing, yelling, and looking for something that we are doing wrong so you </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/feeds/6303075753916873480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334410&amp;postID=6303075753916873480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/6303075753916873480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/6303075753916873480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/2011/05/truth-hurts.html' title='The Truth hurts....'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454564081313630763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RInO1OKfgvw/TLrzOFaq66I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mW8h831PsYw/S220/Picture+8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334410.post-8038952865068165924</id><published>2011-05-26T22:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T22:16:10.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You may leave your complaints to the bitching department otherwise post a comment on my handy dandy upgrades to my blog.  :::grins:::
Have you ever just felt restless like there is something your supposed to be doing but your not doing it?  Its getting worse this feeling maybe its the fact that im stuck in a room with my roommate going around throwing her weight around literally.  When she is in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/feeds/8038952865068165924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334410&amp;postID=8038952865068165924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/8038952865068165924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/8038952865068165924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/2011/05/you-may-leave-your-complaints-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454564081313630763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RInO1OKfgvw/TLrzOFaq66I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mW8h831PsYw/S220/Picture+8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334410.post-7925138425466637251</id><published>2011-05-23T23:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T23:03:38.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wandering minds and Sleepy thoughts</title><summary type='text'>You may leave your complaints to the bitching department otherwise post a comment on my handy dandy upgrades to my blog.  :::grins:::

So im kinda tired watched a Movie Marathon with Megan today Pirates of the Caribbean today for a couple of hours today back to back because they have the new movie coming out.  I got a gift card for there so ill take my girls there tuesday of next week so we can </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/feeds/7925138425466637251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334410&amp;postID=7925138425466637251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/7925138425466637251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/7925138425466637251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/2011/05/wandering-minds-and-sleepy-thoughts.html' title='Wandering minds and Sleepy thoughts'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454564081313630763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RInO1OKfgvw/TLrzOFaq66I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mW8h831PsYw/S220/Picture+8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334410.post-5618703555777972981</id><published>2011-05-18T23:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T23:26:34.527-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you going to kiss me or not</title><summary type='text'>You may leave your complaints to the bitching department otherwise post a comment on my handy dandy upgrades to my blog.  :::grins:::

So I did the much needed cleaning of my room sweeping moping the floors tomorrow imma lysol everything with the anti asshole spray lol.  Changed my sheets and pretty much made it the way its supposed to be of course Cassandra disappeared in the whole cleaning </summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FDUOcHg5ijg' title='Are you going to kiss me or not'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/feeds/5618703555777972981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334410&amp;postID=5618703555777972981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/5618703555777972981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/5618703555777972981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/2011/05/are-you-going-to-kiss-me-or-not.html' title='Are you going to kiss me or not'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454564081313630763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RInO1OKfgvw/TLrzOFaq66I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mW8h831PsYw/S220/Picture+8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334410.post-4884575124263166227</id><published>2011-05-14T21:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T21:56:45.895-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Exhausted</title><summary type='text'>You may leave your complaints to the bitching department otherwise post a comment on my handy dandy upgrades to my blog.  :::grins:::
today I woke up with a complete and utter sore throat Megan woke me up to her Cat SINGING b day card omg its pretty cute. Went shopping with her got two capri pants and two knock out shirts pretty awesome purple and pink black combination megan says they are flashy</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/feeds/4884575124263166227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334410&amp;postID=4884575124263166227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/4884575124263166227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/4884575124263166227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/2011/05/exhausted.html' title='Exhausted'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454564081313630763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RInO1OKfgvw/TLrzOFaq66I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mW8h831PsYw/S220/Picture+8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334410.post-4016009728178084668</id><published>2011-05-13T22:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T18:48:40.784-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Boyfriend List of Qualities</title><summary type='text'>You may leave your complaints to the bitching department otherwise post a comment on my handy dandy upgrades to my blog.  :::grins:::

1.   Good sense of humor you might not find me funny but enjoy some kind of humor
2.   Loyalty is a must dont try to play a girl out just because you can
3.   Sincere in your actions and words just dont do or say anything just to appease me
4.   Must like </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/feeds/4016009728178084668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334410&amp;postID=4016009728178084668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/4016009728178084668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/4016009728178084668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/2011/05/boyfriend-list-of-qualities.html' title='The Boyfriend List of Qualities'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454564081313630763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RInO1OKfgvw/TLrzOFaq66I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mW8h831PsYw/S220/Picture+8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334410.post-1006125522199209252</id><published>2011-05-13T21:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T21:52:39.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Harpies vs Monkies</title><summary type='text'>You may leave your complaints to the bitching department otherwise post a comment on my handy dandy upgrades to my blog.  :::grins:::

I haven't written in awhile not that I dont have nothing to say I just don't want everyone in my business but peeps keep bugging me to write so here I am.  I am writing poetry again and no im not dating Gavin he called me the other day to tell me someone died I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/feeds/1006125522199209252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334410&amp;postID=1006125522199209252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/1006125522199209252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/1006125522199209252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/2011/05/harpies-vs-monkies.html' title='Harpies vs Monkies'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454564081313630763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RInO1OKfgvw/TLrzOFaq66I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mW8h831PsYw/S220/Picture+8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334410.post-8718747922499768764</id><published>2010-11-29T06:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T06:10:57.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Changes</title><summary type='text'>You may leave your complaints to the bitching department otherwise post a comment on my handy dandy upgrades to my blog.  :::grins:::

ever wonder why things happen in your life for a reason i kinda quite wondering and just go with the flow of things.  so many many hurdles i have to overcome and i do kicking and screaming along the way.  i kinda wonder how my mother did it when she was completely</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/feeds/8718747922499768764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334410&amp;postID=8718747922499768764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/8718747922499768764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/8718747922499768764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/2010/11/changes.html' title='Changes'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454564081313630763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RInO1OKfgvw/TLrzOFaq66I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mW8h831PsYw/S220/Picture+8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334410.post-8090023518069710480</id><published>2010-10-11T20:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T20:55:21.737-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything</title><summary type='text'>I have rewritten this a couple of times and still it seems so damm harsh to me I dont know how to sugar coat anything.  Wondering if im going to be waiting forever for something that isnt even going to happen...  Thinking of moving with my cousin in Mississippi that is guaranteed nothing else here is.  I think that my hope is pretty much dashed at the moment really dashed im like one step away </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/feeds/8090023518069710480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334410&amp;postID=8090023518069710480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/8090023518069710480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/8090023518069710480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/2010/10/everything.html' title='Everything'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454564081313630763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RInO1OKfgvw/TLrzOFaq66I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mW8h831PsYw/S220/Picture+8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334410.post-426250582744650134</id><published>2010-10-07T23:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T23:50:40.821-07:00</updated><title type='text'>7</title><summary type='text'>You may leave your complaints to the bitching department otherwise post a comment on my handy dandy upgrades to my blog. :::grins:::Well today started off good and still hasn't ended yet but it has a good note to it nothing out of the ordinary happened I dreamed of my dad which put me in a good mood.  Strange how a little thing like that can put pep in your step.  The day before I was an emotion </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/feeds/426250582744650134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334410&amp;postID=426250582744650134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/426250582744650134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/426250582744650134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/2010/10/7.html' title='7'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454564081313630763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RInO1OKfgvw/TLrzOFaq66I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mW8h831PsYw/S220/Picture+8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334410.post-4640977127866237886</id><published>2010-10-04T18:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T18:18:32.797-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Reasons why I woke up today</title><summary type='text'>You may leave your complaints to the bitching department otherwise post a comment on my handy dandy upgrades to my blog. :::grins:::The Reasons Why I Woke up Today!1) Couldn't stop myself from breathing oh bother the automatic breathing thing shit thats unfair...2) Another day to breathe in the sunshine3) Blue Metalic Nail Polish4) The never ending persuit of HappinessThat should be enough reason</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/feeds/4640977127866237886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334410&amp;postID=4640977127866237886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/4640977127866237886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/4640977127866237886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/2010/10/reasons-why-i-woke-up-today.html' title='The Reasons why I woke up today'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454564081313630763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RInO1OKfgvw/TLrzOFaq66I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mW8h831PsYw/S220/Picture+8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334410.post-5917930293644479654</id><published>2010-09-19T22:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T22:58:06.445-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A bad day</title><summary type='text'>You may leave your complaints to the bitching department otherwise post a comment on my handy dandy upgrades to my blog. :::grins:::Gods where to begin I tried to help my brother today and it blew up in my face my most unselfish act that I have ever done for my brother.  I tried with all my heart to help my brothers happiness along cause I know if he doesnt have something to cling to he will die.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/feeds/5917930293644479654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334410&amp;postID=5917930293644479654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/5917930293644479654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/5917930293644479654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/2010/09/bad-day.html' title='A bad day'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454564081313630763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RInO1OKfgvw/TLrzOFaq66I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mW8h831PsYw/S220/Picture+8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334410.post-4330530075424425792</id><published>2010-09-16T01:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T01:41:46.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Meltdown</title><summary type='text'>You may leave your complaints to the bitching department otherwise post a comment on my handy dandy upgrades to my blog. :::grins:::Had a complete lapse in sanity a moment where i was like wtf im inpatient was talking to the bf and he didn't respond took like 20 minutes still nothing.  Got mad text and then still nothing...  Called and then was like it went to voicemail which pretty much set me </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/feeds/4330530075424425792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334410&amp;postID=4330530075424425792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/4330530075424425792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/4330530075424425792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/2010/09/meltdown.html' title='The Meltdown'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454564081313630763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RInO1OKfgvw/TLrzOFaq66I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mW8h831PsYw/S220/Picture+8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334410.post-4493890175109040983</id><published>2010-09-11T22:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T22:29:52.834-07:00</updated><title type='text'>songs</title><summary type='text'>You may leave your complaints to the bitching department otherwise post a comment on my handy dandy upgrades to my blog. :::grins:::ever have one of those moments where you are brought back to a place where that song you were listening to at the time brought you back to a moment in time you would like to live again even for just a moment.  i had one of those free moments where you are at complete</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/feeds/4493890175109040983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334410&amp;postID=4493890175109040983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/4493890175109040983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/4493890175109040983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/2010/09/songs.html' title='songs'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454564081313630763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RInO1OKfgvw/TLrzOFaq66I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mW8h831PsYw/S220/Picture+8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334410.post-7676764263806016022</id><published>2010-09-09T21:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T22:24:41.932-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Annoyed</title><summary type='text'>You may leave your complaints to the bitching department otherwise post a comment on my handy dandy upgrades to my blog. :::grins:::I don't know why im really annoyed but i am annoyed when I was in this totally great mood but just one little comment on the phone sets me off doesn't say much for my mental sanity.  I tried going back to my happy place and then it hits me again and im moody again </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/feeds/7676764263806016022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334410&amp;postID=7676764263806016022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/7676764263806016022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/7676764263806016022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/2010/09/annoyed.html' title='Annoyed'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454564081313630763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RInO1OKfgvw/TLrzOFaq66I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mW8h831PsYw/S220/Picture+8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334410.post-6541681146861293550</id><published>2010-08-27T21:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T22:07:09.904-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Work it Let me work it</title><summary type='text'>You may leave your complaints to the bitching department otherwise post a comment on my handy dandy upgrades to my blog. :::grins:::I got to go to work today and hang out with peeps I haven't hung out with a very very long time. They kepted asking me where I was hiding out and why haven't I talked to them in like forever. Yeah and then the same bullshit do you have a boyfriend yada yada yada </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/feeds/6541681146861293550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334410&amp;postID=6541681146861293550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/6541681146861293550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/6541681146861293550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/2010/08/work-it-let-me-work-it.html' title='Work it Let me work it'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454564081313630763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RInO1OKfgvw/TLrzOFaq66I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mW8h831PsYw/S220/Picture+8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334410.post-1084127936994824379</id><published>2010-08-25T11:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T11:38:44.909-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Mr. President</title><summary type='text'>You may leave your complaints to the bitching department otherwise post a comment on my handy dandy upgrades to my blog. :::grins:::</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/feeds/1084127936994824379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334410&amp;postID=1084127936994824379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/1084127936994824379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/1084127936994824379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/2010/08/dear-mr-president.html' title='Dear Mr. President'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454564081313630763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RInO1OKfgvw/TLrzOFaq66I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mW8h831PsYw/S220/Picture+8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334410.post-6652216160630852555</id><published>2010-08-24T00:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T01:47:09.598-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Morning Ramblings...</title><summary type='text'>You may leave your complaints to the bitching department otherwise post a comment on my handy dandy upgrades to my blog. :::grins:::Today was another busy day that I barely had time to keep myself fed which I was ravenous when I pulled into McD's for Fillet of Fish. I seem to be obsessed with fish lately no particular reason why I just want a MacDonald's FISHY PATTY. I know that its probably </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/feeds/6652216160630852555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334410&amp;postID=6652216160630852555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/6652216160630852555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/6652216160630852555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/2010/08/morning-ramblings.html' title='Morning Ramblings...'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454564081313630763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RInO1OKfgvw/TLrzOFaq66I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mW8h831PsYw/S220/Picture+8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334410.post-7347801194172818447</id><published>2010-08-18T22:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T23:00:40.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Questions</title><summary type='text'>You may leave your complaints to the bitching department otherwise post a comment on my handy dandy upgrades to my blog. :::grins:::So today one of my best friends decides to pop the question to me about dating him.  Talked to my friend Carla who was in total agreement to date him.  So its official im dating Gavin holy crap lots of things go thru my mind he is one of my very best friends along </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/feeds/7347801194172818447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334410&amp;postID=7347801194172818447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/7347801194172818447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/7347801194172818447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/2010/08/questions.html' title='Questions'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454564081313630763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RInO1OKfgvw/TLrzOFaq66I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mW8h831PsYw/S220/Picture+8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334410.post-7389623460231777290</id><published>2010-08-17T18:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T01:54:49.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bucket List</title><summary type='text'>You may leave your complaints to the bitching department otherwise post a comment on my handy dandy upgrades to my blog. :::grins:::Okay well I was just informed that there is a bucket list we are supposed to make in the event that we die! This is a list of some of the things you would like to do... Now here is my attempt at a bucket list.Kiss the boy for the first time that rocks my world... no </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/feeds/7389623460231777290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334410&amp;postID=7389623460231777290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/7389623460231777290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/7389623460231777290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/2010/08/bucket-list.html' title='Bucket List'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454564081313630763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RInO1OKfgvw/TLrzOFaq66I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mW8h831PsYw/S220/Picture+8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334410.post-682079161695366068</id><published>2010-08-15T14:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T14:39:14.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You may leave your complaints to the bitching department otherwise post a comment on my handy dandy upgrades to my blog. :::grins:::So yeah I woke up today pretty damm sick and when I mean sick yucky mouth tasting sickness that doesn't go away.  I have brushed my teeth several times the roof of my mouth, tongue, and cheeks but nothing seems to get that stuff gone.  Probally because I have a mucus</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/feeds/682079161695366068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334410&amp;postID=682079161695366068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/682079161695366068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/682079161695366068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/2010/08/you-may-leave-your-complaints-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454564081313630763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RInO1OKfgvw/TLrzOFaq66I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mW8h831PsYw/S220/Picture+8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334410.post-5275810703437379777</id><published>2010-08-14T05:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T05:56:23.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday the 13th</title><summary type='text'>You may leave your complaints to the bitching department otherwise post a comment on my handy dandy upgrades to my blog. :::grins:::Well crap my post didn't save and I have to start all over. Yeah im giving my computer an evil look... So now Im starting all over with whatever is going to be pouring into this blog right now. Sorry if its a ramble I had a good post earlier but the damm thing </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/feeds/5275810703437379777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334410&amp;postID=5275810703437379777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/5275810703437379777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/5275810703437379777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/2010/08/friday-13th.html' title='Friday the 13th'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454564081313630763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RInO1OKfgvw/TLrzOFaq66I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mW8h831PsYw/S220/Picture+8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334410.post-110459831033160799</id><published>2005-01-01T08:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-01T08:51:50.330-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year's Resolutions</title><summary type='text'>You may leave your complaints to the bitching department otherwise post a comment on my handy dandy upgrades to my blog. :::grins:::Well it's been a really long time since I have written in this cute little box of mine so here I am in another year which is starting...  What shall I do with myself this year.  Last year was pretty terrible and I didn't quite really have the gumption to put all </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/feeds/110459831033160799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5334410&amp;postID=110459831033160799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/110459831033160799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/110459831033160799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/2005/01/new-years-resolutions.html' title='New Year&apos;s Resolutions'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454564081313630763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RInO1OKfgvw/TLrzOFaq66I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mW8h831PsYw/S220/Picture+8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334410.post-108399272715227362</id><published>2004-05-07T22:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-07T22:09:48.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On the binge</title><summary type='text'>You may leave your complaints to the bitching department otherwise post a comment on my handy dandy upgrades to my blog.  :::grins:::Currently at Marianno's house kicking it up after drinking at the local pub in Reedley.  Nothing better to do then hang out with Michelle and Marianno who are completely smashed and hitting on each other.  Not that I mind being the third wheel or anything which is</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/feeds/108399272715227362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/108399272715227362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/108399272715227362'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454564081313630763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RInO1OKfgvw/TLrzOFaq66I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mW8h831PsYw/S220/Picture+8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334410.post-108051346510806452</id><published>2004-03-28T14:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-28T14:41:14.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shock .... Gasp.... an update......</title><summary type='text'>You may leave your complaints to the bitching department otherwise post a comment on my handy dandy upgrades to my blog.  :::grins:::Well not a lot happening except that I have a new job as a CNC operator in Reedley where I get really dirty and mess up my hands with metal slivers.  My friend in Alabama is going to move out here to get away from his life there and start a new here in Fresno.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/feeds/108051346510806452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/108051346510806452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/108051346510806452'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454564081313630763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RInO1OKfgvw/TLrzOFaq66I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mW8h831PsYw/S220/Picture+8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334410.post-107326528626314324</id><published>2004-01-04T17:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-04T17:16:23.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bring in the new year</title><summary type='text'>Well its another day in cleaning and throwing away shit that I do not need which probally practically everything I own.  lol But things are looking up my face has cleared dramatically and I am no longer stressed out and unhappy.  Things are not a 100% by no means but at least life has calmed down quite a lot.  I don't have to worry about things anymore which is a blessing in disquise I think.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/feeds/107326528626314324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/107326528626314324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/107326528626314324'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454564081313630763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RInO1OKfgvw/TLrzOFaq66I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mW8h831PsYw/S220/Picture+8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334410.post-107307956569347017</id><published>2004-01-02T13:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-03T00:59:45.233-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Another bad day enough said?!!!Free at last Free at last Thank God Almighty  I am free at lastFreedom is the most precious gift anyone could give someone...Things are really crazy right now and having very little sleep doesn't help.But at least things are getting better my house is now half way clean tonight I will shampoo the carpets till they are the color they were when I moved in here.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/feeds/107307956569347017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/107307956569347017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/107307956569347017'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454564081313630763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RInO1OKfgvw/TLrzOFaq66I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mW8h831PsYw/S220/Picture+8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334410.post-107307981307832168</id><published>2004-01-01T01:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-03T00:59:31.873-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>New years spent delivering newspapers in my pj's (winnie the pooh's) which was rainy and miserable which I guess is the way it is supposed to be.  The day turned out alright except too many miserable shit at home to depress the ever living hell out of you.  I hate males in general because they hurt you, they lie to you, and then when they are done throw you away like you are nothing but the trash.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/feeds/107307981307832168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/107307981307832168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/107307981307832168'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454564081313630763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RInO1OKfgvw/TLrzOFaq66I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mW8h831PsYw/S220/Picture+8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334410.post-107265836835422224</id><published>2003-12-28T16:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-28T16:41:41.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sliding to 4th base</title><summary type='text'>A funny thing happen to me today while I was delivering newspapers.  Somebody and I will not name names because they have more money than me and could sue the pants off me....  :::grins::: Well back to my story then, decided to make this cutesy little baby fence on there property to separate the plants from the sidewalk which has several different places on there yard that in the dark is pretty </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/feeds/107265836835422224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/107265836835422224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/107265836835422224'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454564081313630763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RInO1OKfgvw/TLrzOFaq66I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mW8h831PsYw/S220/Picture+8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334410.post-107257549477534530</id><published>2003-12-27T17:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-27T17:39:41.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I still think neopets rocks seriously and if you are anybody you should join my evil monkey's neocircle where I will corrupt you with your food.  Plus you can earn rare items in return my suggestion to you is to open a shop so that your neopoints can soar as high as mine.  Its a hobby of mine and one that has impressed its dedication to my soul.  NEOPETS IS AWESOME Just in case you didn't get the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/feeds/107257549477534530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/107257549477534530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/107257549477534530'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454564081313630763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RInO1OKfgvw/TLrzOFaq66I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mW8h831PsYw/S220/Picture+8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334410.post-107257535679544972</id><published>2003-12-27T17:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-27T17:37:23.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Christmas was a little hectic at my great Grandmothers house who is 89 years old and that makes four generations of the Ellis clan happy and alive.  Well almost my grandmother which is affectionately named Granny because of the usual number of grandmothers alive you kind of get confused on what to call them but Granny has always been Granny.  I didn't even know her name till I was around 21 and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/feeds/107257535679544972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/107257535679544972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/107257535679544972'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454564081313630763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RInO1OKfgvw/TLrzOFaq66I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mW8h831PsYw/S220/Picture+8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334410.post-107217417648046828</id><published>2003-12-23T02:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-23T02:16:37.543-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My list</title><summary type='text'>So I am in a foul mood so sue me you can't have my leather couches because they are the few reasons I am still living todayZACKCASSANDRANEOPETSFRIENDSBLACK LEATHER COUCHESSEXTake those precious things away from me and you got a very horrible person on your hands.  I know that mentally I am about the strongest person you will ever meet because how many of you can take the shit I was dealt</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/feeds/107217417648046828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/107217417648046828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/107217417648046828'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454564081313630763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RInO1OKfgvw/TLrzOFaq66I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mW8h831PsYw/S220/Picture+8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334410.post-107217407094438275</id><published>2003-12-23T02:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-23T02:13:05.560-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things are going wrong but you can't seem to change it</title><summary type='text'>I really detest Christmas because every Christmas I have had has fallen through one way or another which I am not particularly fond of.  But I have gotten great gifts in the past like a beautiful rose that you add scented oil.  A crystal necklace that was pink and had sun, moon, and stars on it.  Mostly my gifts were medieval in nature inspiring the ancient times but the most precious gift I have</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/feeds/107217407094438275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/107217407094438275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/107217407094438275'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454564081313630763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RInO1OKfgvw/TLrzOFaq66I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mW8h831PsYw/S220/Picture+8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334410.post-107205765517133106</id><published>2003-12-21T17:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-21T17:48:53.903-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Those who post</title><summary type='text'>Thank you for signing my guest book and guest map for those who actually took the time to do it I appreciate your comments.  I adding some more questions that I thought would spice it up a little so feel free to add whatever you want.I got a paper route that I have to get up 3:00 in the morning so wish me luck.  I am not too thrilled getting that earlier but hey its money and I need to do it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/feeds/107205765517133106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/107205765517133106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/107205765517133106'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454564081313630763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RInO1OKfgvw/TLrzOFaq66I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mW8h831PsYw/S220/Picture+8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334410.post-107180288104306670</id><published>2003-12-18T19:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-18T19:02:36.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Okay Okay ::::gasp::::a shock:::: hey guess what an update</title><summary type='text'>My favorite thing to do lately is to site in a steaming hot shower with a murder novel usually its James Patterson or John Sandford which usually takes about three days to read a complete novel.  I like sitting there as the steam makes like this fog pea like soup in there till I get the feeling of that I can't breathe because its wanting to not process liquid filled oxygen anymore.  Afterwards </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/feeds/107180288104306670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/107180288104306670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/107180288104306670'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454564081313630763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RInO1OKfgvw/TLrzOFaq66I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mW8h831PsYw/S220/Picture+8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334410.post-107144696472858996</id><published>2003-12-14T16:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-14T16:39:09.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'>music moves the soul in so many ways</title><summary type='text'>Currently listening to Christina Aquilera - Beautiful (my idol and I am her number one fan)  Going to add some more poetry as soon as I get through with it which should be pretty good.  let me know what you think when I am done.  Its going to be about being in love with something you can never have.  Being hurt and how it feels to come back from that feelings.  Let me know....  thanks forever </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/feeds/107144696472858996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/107144696472858996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/107144696472858996'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454564081313630763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RInO1OKfgvw/TLrzOFaq66I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mW8h831PsYw/S220/Picture+8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334410.post-107118971718503205</id><published>2003-12-11T16:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-14T16:13:05.250-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>more online quizzes in my little link enjoy.Added a few more things here to liven up the place and will be adding more upgrades as soon as I figure them out.  Thanks for coming will write to you later CassieListening to my favorite music by Frankie J.  Don't wanna try.  Singing horribly of course but I love to sing and I am having a bad hair day.  I get into these moods when my hair that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/feeds/107118971718503205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/107118971718503205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/107118971718503205'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454564081313630763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RInO1OKfgvw/TLrzOFaq66I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mW8h831PsYw/S220/Picture+8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334410.post-107095453537650774</id><published>2003-12-08T23:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-08T23:23:20.653-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Inspiration</title><summary type='text'>I got a second interview which I am going to go there tomorrow and hopefully be a manager to a multimillion dollar industry.  I hope that I get the job and start my way to my education which I so desperately want to do.  Oh yeah before I forget I wrote some poetry that just pored right out of me because one of my good friends is really down and I hurt inside when my friends hurt.  I often don't</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/feeds/107095453537650774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/107095453537650774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/107095453537650774'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454564081313630763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RInO1OKfgvw/TLrzOFaq66I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mW8h831PsYw/S220/Picture+8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334410.post-107095329833765507</id><published>2003-12-08T23:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-08T23:04:32.233-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pink is another name for evil</title><summary type='text'>I am terribly disappointed right now that my underdog Adam Mesh didn't win right now because I have stupid tears streaming down my face because he didn't win.  I honestly was hoping and wishing that Adam would win and the stupid bitch turns around and picks an idiot living with his parents to fly off to paradise.  Then Adam the absolute sweetheart gets his heart torn in two while the stupid son </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/feeds/107095329833765507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/107095329833765507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/107095329833765507'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454564081313630763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RInO1OKfgvw/TLrzOFaq66I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mW8h831PsYw/S220/Picture+8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334410.post-107070188258136733</id><published>2003-12-06T01:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-06T01:14:54.060-08:00</updated><title type='text'>evil monkeys are evading your space</title><summary type='text'>I am running a whole evil monkeys shop in Neopets and hopefully there will be people to join my little neopets circle so if you good folks would be so kind as to start playing the game and becoming my neofriend I could allow you to join my circle and give out free items every week.P.S. dont let there cute little faces fool you cause they are just plain evil lol</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/feeds/107070188258136733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/107070188258136733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/107070188258136733'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454564081313630763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RInO1OKfgvw/TLrzOFaq66I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mW8h831PsYw/S220/Picture+8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334410.post-107068172936534278</id><published>2003-12-05T19:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-05T19:36:27.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Went to the chiropractor today where my mother was kind enough to give me a ride since it was raining out.  She got hit on by my Chiropractors father who is a chiropractor himself.  I ususally have the son which is the youngest Arkelian crack and pop me back into place since my accident I haven't been at a hundred percent.  But I am regressing as usual can't stay on one subject for long.  Well he</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/feeds/107068172936534278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/107068172936534278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/107068172936534278'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454564081313630763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RInO1OKfgvw/TLrzOFaq66I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mW8h831PsYw/S220/Picture+8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334410.post-107060997039748633</id><published>2003-12-04T23:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-04T23:40:27.153-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Nothing much really to say that I looked for work screwed up my phone number on my resume which I feel completely idiotic.  Haven't gotten any call backs for work which I am starting to stress because I have to make rent or be homeless.  Stress is breaking all the pores in my face as oil continues to shine its liquid all over my skin.  I fear that I may not rescue my family out of homelessness </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/feeds/107060997039748633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/107060997039748633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/107060997039748633'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454564081313630763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RInO1OKfgvw/TLrzOFaq66I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mW8h831PsYw/S220/Picture+8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334410.post-107032562951525701</id><published>2003-12-01T16:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-01T16:41:21.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I had a strange dream last night something about being reborned into a cocoon and coming out a different form of life which was a butterfly.  Strangely enough I was eating humans by the dozens and taking on there form and intelligence.  So I guess I will stay away from the stupid people.  I also had a dream that killer slugs where taking over the human conscience and changing our genetic pattern </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/feeds/107032562951525701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/107032562951525701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/107032562951525701'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454564081313630763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RInO1OKfgvw/TLrzOFaq66I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mW8h831PsYw/S220/Picture+8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334410.post-107026611697564054</id><published>2003-12-01T00:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-01T00:09:28.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Twas the night before christmas</title><summary type='text'>Here is a poem that I thought was cute but don't take my word for it read it yourself.  Well I am off to cleanse my body since I am all sweaty and yucky.  My face is the one thats paying the price because my pores seems to be an ugly mass of oily blemishes because of stress.  Life is not fair but did you have to mess up my face along with it?  Well since I can't complain to God because he might </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/feeds/107026611697564054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/107026611697564054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/107026611697564054'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454564081313630763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RInO1OKfgvw/TLrzOFaq66I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mW8h831PsYw/S220/Picture+8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334410.post-107026510201495196</id><published>2003-11-30T23:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-30T23:52:33.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Evil Monkeys are brought to you by Neopets</title><summary type='text'>I was reading some poetry in my junk mail storage at aol since they are the king of pop ups which I detest greatly.  May I tell you I hate those freaking pop ups because it screws with my online games that require speed and the less time you take the more neopoints you get.  So low and behold I wrote a poem nothing special I wrote till my fingers told me to stop.  A first in awhile since I have </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/feeds/107026510201495196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/107026510201495196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/107026510201495196'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454564081313630763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RInO1OKfgvw/TLrzOFaq66I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mW8h831PsYw/S220/Picture+8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334410.post-107016072744808047</id><published>2003-11-29T18:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-29T18:52:57.233-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My evil monkey that has invaded the neopet world is here to corrupt and dominate my blog.  Thanks to you faithful readers for coming back even though from time to time I become depressed and a little sissyfied.  Well here is a picture dedicated to the monkey master because even he can't stop the rule of the monkeys.I will post more later currently I am stocking my shop and the peeps from </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/feeds/107016072744808047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/107016072744808047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/107016072744808047'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454564081313630763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RInO1OKfgvw/TLrzOFaq66I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mW8h831PsYw/S220/Picture+8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334410.post-107009707104488793</id><published>2003-11-29T01:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-29T01:12:00.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Nothing much to say except that I love Neopets which in itself is very cool.  My little shop there is thriving and I will host weekly free stuff giveaways just because I can and that fact that I enjoy giving away free stuff to people.  The site is totally free and guess what for those who hate and love Monkeys there are monkeys there but they aren't called monkeys.  Sands my man you will just </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/feeds/107009707104488793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/107009707104488793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/107009707104488793'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454564081313630763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RInO1OKfgvw/TLrzOFaq66I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mW8h831PsYw/S220/Picture+8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334410.post-106998658224355940</id><published>2003-11-27T18:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-27T18:30:29.653-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well I got fired the other day so now I am jobless right before christmas hopefully somebody will hire me so that we don't become homeless too.  I am really irritated with the way they treated me but what can I do sue them for wrongful termination?  I don't have the time or energy to pursue that sort of thing will just eat more of my time and get me more irritable then I was before.  But I did </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/feeds/106998658224355940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/106998658224355940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/106998658224355940'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454564081313630763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RInO1OKfgvw/TLrzOFaq66I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mW8h831PsYw/S220/Picture+8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334410.post-106974992426610432</id><published>2003-11-25T00:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-25T00:46:07.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I have been really down these last few days but I think things will turn around I am going to buy a car for $200 which may seem like little but my friend Carla and Cliff know where to get this car that's pretty cool because his ex did something to piss him off so her loss my gain I say.  Tomorrow I am going to apply at Kaiser and St. Agnes which are pretty cool because they currently make more </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/feeds/106974992426610432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/106974992426610432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/106974992426610432'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454564081313630763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RInO1OKfgvw/TLrzOFaq66I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mW8h831PsYw/S220/Picture+8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334410.post-106954203860572038</id><published>2003-11-22T15:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-22T15:01:18.610-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You may leave your complaints to the bitching department at Alloirtheviking@aol.com otherwise post a comment on my handy dandy upgrades to my blog.  :::grins:::People are fucking sad, manFrustrated and wounded, their words bleeding rivers onto          the paperwith a ship of solitudebut a sail of catharsis riding these tides of love, loss, and     loathingthey make their way crying out </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/feeds/106954203860572038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/106954203860572038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/106954203860572038'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454564081313630763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RInO1OKfgvw/TLrzOFaq66I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mW8h831PsYw/S220/Picture+8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334410.post-106954201467864742</id><published>2003-11-22T15:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-22T15:00:54.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Not fired which is the good news because they found me not at fault but the reality that you could get fired over someone else's screw up hurts a lot.  But I am going to look for another job hopefully god willing I will get a better job so that I can get a car in January.  That's all that keeps me going lately is knowing that January is so damm close and tax returns will get me one step nearer to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/feeds/106954201467864742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/106954201467864742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/106954201467864742'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454564081313630763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RInO1OKfgvw/TLrzOFaq66I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mW8h831PsYw/S220/Picture+8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334410.post-106922600574755144</id><published>2003-11-18T23:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-18T23:14:57.873-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Very bad day today because I am looking at getting fired which hasn't ever happen to me before due to circumstances beyond my control like not having the right equipment for the job which I am going to sue for if I lose my job.  But I think it will go my way if not I will be a very pissed off person because this goes on your permanent record which could spell something scary and send my ass </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/feeds/106922600574755144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/106922600574755144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/106922600574755144'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454564081313630763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RInO1OKfgvw/TLrzOFaq66I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mW8h831PsYw/S220/Picture+8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334410.post-106913252391005340</id><published>2003-11-17T21:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-17T21:43:32.780-08:00</updated><title type='text'>She does it again folks</title><summary type='text'>Well in case you are wondering I have revamped my Poetry page a little more which will continue to change as I get the time and energy to devote some precious time to it.  Tell me what you think of the page which I personally like the blog layout.  I am a brilliant person if I do say so myself by adding what other people make and recreating it to make it my own with a little tweak here and there </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/feeds/106913252391005340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/106913252391005340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/106913252391005340'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454564081313630763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RInO1OKfgvw/TLrzOFaq66I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mW8h831PsYw/S220/Picture+8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334410.post-106903073656966858</id><published>2003-11-16T16:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-16T16:59:27.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You know I had an idea of getting some other members on my blog so that they can add some little tid bits of there lives here so that I can remember it later when I have Alzheimer's which my luck I will get.  And the only record of my memories will be stored on a computer that I will have no freaking idea on how to use.  So if you would like to be a member of my blogging team email me a little </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/feeds/106903073656966858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/106903073656966858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/106903073656966858'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454564081313630763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RInO1OKfgvw/TLrzOFaq66I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mW8h831PsYw/S220/Picture+8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334410.post-106903040008648484</id><published>2003-11-16T16:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-16T16:53:52.390-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dear Readers,Currently under recontruction is my immune system which has been invaded by aliens and has caused me all kinds of hell.  Which are the following but not limited to sneezing, watery eyes, coughing, hacking. vomitting, nausea, itchy throat, itchy eyes, blowing nose too much, raw tender nose, lack of appetite, can't taste anything with my taste buds, tired, irritable, and a million </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/feeds/106903040008648484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/106903040008648484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/106903040008648484'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454564081313630763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RInO1OKfgvw/TLrzOFaq66I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mW8h831PsYw/S220/Picture+8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334410.post-106878544601159330</id><published>2003-11-13T20:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-13T21:54:09.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dammit well my computer goes on the strike leaving my previous entry an no go so I had to start over with this post.  You know I really hate that because usually I don't go into much thought or what topic I am going to post tonight or later.  I like the off the cuff stuff so that I can't edit it or take something out of here that would likely offend you peeps who read my blog cause frankly (sorry</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/feeds/106878544601159330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/106878544601159330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/106878544601159330'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454564081313630763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RInO1OKfgvw/TLrzOFaq66I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mW8h831PsYw/S220/Picture+8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334410.post-106853177828573100</id><published>2003-11-10T22:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-10T22:23:22.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things I wonder about</title><summary type='text'>Things I wonder aboutHave you ever dreamed of a poem but when you woke up your are only left with the feeling but not the words?Several times as a matter of fact and it makes me frustrated because I know it is probally the most beautiful poem I could have ever created and its lost in my dreamsHow in the hell do you get those words out of your head that I know are lingering on your tongue to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/feeds/106853177828573100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/106853177828573100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/106853177828573100'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454564081313630763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RInO1OKfgvw/TLrzOFaq66I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mW8h831PsYw/S220/Picture+8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334410.post-106851468782282413</id><published>2003-11-10T17:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-10T17:45:18.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blue skin equals love...</title><summary type='text'>Blue skin is so sexy specially on himWell I find this guy extremely attractive because of the markings on his body and that his character is widely misunderstood in the movie until the end...  But I have always like the actor himself in his 007 days playing a computer nerd turned traitor...  Enjoy</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/feeds/106851468782282413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/106851468782282413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/106851468782282413'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454564081313630763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RInO1OKfgvw/TLrzOFaq66I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mW8h831PsYw/S220/Picture+8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334410.post-106843529272362961</id><published>2003-11-09T19:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-09T19:35:15.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/feeds/106843529272362961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/106843529272362961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/106843529272362961'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454564081313630763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RInO1OKfgvw/TLrzOFaq66I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mW8h831PsYw/S220/Picture+8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334410.post-106843522095608527</id><published>2003-11-09T19:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-09T19:34:03.780-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/feeds/106843522095608527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/106843522095608527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/106843522095608527'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454564081313630763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RInO1OKfgvw/TLrzOFaq66I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mW8h831PsYw/S220/Picture+8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334410.post-106836211303842469</id><published>2003-11-08T23:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-08T23:15:34.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Music to Soothe the Savage BeastMusic moves me in a way that soothe my soul in its stumbling nature as I putter around trembling in my heart.  I can get lost in the lyrics where for a time I am beside myself.  Walking along like a dear lost friend observing the different aspects of my life where problems seem stupid and petty.  I can forget for a time the rain pouring down on my forehead </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/feeds/106836211303842469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/106836211303842469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/106836211303842469'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454564081313630763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RInO1OKfgvw/TLrzOFaq66I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mW8h831PsYw/S220/Picture+8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334410.post-106835932618342995</id><published>2003-11-08T22:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-08T22:42:39.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>New Updates: PoetryWell low and behold I wrote some new poetry nothing too fancy but hey its me in a nutshell so I hope that you can enjoy it. Nothing much happening here except that I am waiting for my Neohome to be built which takes a few hours to do one room at a time which is extremely frustrating and specially when you put in the furniture for your neopet and it doesn't stay where you put </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/feeds/106835932618342995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/106835932618342995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/106835932618342995'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454564081313630763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RInO1OKfgvw/TLrzOFaq66I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mW8h831PsYw/S220/Picture+8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334410.post-106827179221886029</id><published>2003-11-07T22:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-07T22:10:24.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Neo Pets are awesome</title><summary type='text'>Well just got back from playing Neo Pets Online which is totally fun and I am addicted.  Childish I know but hey its my life right.  Well not much going on except that I like my new shift in the mornings except when it rains.  They have forcasted showers tomorrow so I am hoping it will wait till I ride my bike to work and wait till I get home!  Do you think I will get lucky???  Probally not but </summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.neopets.com/' title='Neo Pets are awesome'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/feeds/106827179221886029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/106827179221886029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/106827179221886029'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454564081313630763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RInO1OKfgvw/TLrzOFaq66I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mW8h831PsYw/S220/Picture+8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334410.post-106790293876109037</id><published>2003-11-03T15:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-03T15:58:05.153-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dying to be young</title><summary type='text'>...::Dying to be Young::...Okay kiddo's I am going to tell you an embarrasing truth about myself that if you go and tell everyone I will have to definetely kill you.  So please keep this secret between you and me.  As you probally know I dyed my hair the other day a :::Gothic Red Color::: that leans toward dark blood red which next week I am going to chunk it black and add red sheen highlights </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/feeds/106790293876109037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/106790293876109037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/106790293876109037'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454564081313630763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RInO1OKfgvw/TLrzOFaq66I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mW8h831PsYw/S220/Picture+8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334410.post-106784337755443209</id><published>2003-11-02T23:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-02T23:09:51.780-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I figured out what I want in life which is pretty simple in its barest terms and most of you peeps out there will understand fully what I mean.  I want to go to sleep with a man who doesn't want to sleep with me (okay he wants to) but just want to hold me.  I want someone to love me exactly for who and what I am even if I am the angriest person on the planet.  Even though my bad traits out weigh </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/feeds/106784337755443209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/106784337755443209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/106784337755443209'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454564081313630763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RInO1OKfgvw/TLrzOFaq66I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mW8h831PsYw/S220/Picture+8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334410.post-106774274760875959</id><published>2003-11-01T19:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-01T19:17:52.310-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Music is the spice of LIfe</title><summary type='text'>Music is the spice of Life...Current music:  Avril Lavigne Things I'll never say(Singing to the music)(dancing in my chair)(singing to my computer screen)As you can very well tell that there is music now on my blog as I get more HMTL educated (yeah right) :::::insert laughter::::  I learn how to do a little more each day and I encorporate what I learn into my blog which makes a very happy me</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/feeds/106774274760875959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/106774274760875959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/106774274760875959'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454564081313630763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RInO1OKfgvw/TLrzOFaq66I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mW8h831PsYw/S220/Picture+8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334410.post-106764295815813211</id><published>2003-10-31T15:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-10-31T15:30:55.733-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Spirit of Halloween</title><summary type='text'>Hey all its Halloween,Since my daughter also wonderfully named after me Cassandra has a birthday today which her father came down on the Grey Hound.  Although he got in a minor Bus accident due to some bodies fault which I am not sure whom at the moment because it is hear say from the uninterested help behind a fat desk...  My daughter pouted and looked down because Moe wasn't here on time and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/feeds/106764295815813211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/106764295815813211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/106764295815813211'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454564081313630763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RInO1OKfgvw/TLrzOFaq66I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mW8h831PsYw/S220/Picture+8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334410.post-106759834276738103</id><published>2003-10-31T03:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-10-31T03:05:53.280-08:00</updated><title type='text'>updates</title><summary type='text'>Revamped and took some stuff off and just added to the links in here so that you can navigate around a little easier...  Plus saves on the loading time of my blog by a few seconds which helps if you are on dial up.  I will continue to provide a little bit more information here so that I can better serve you lol.  Like that will happen but hey its my blog I can write whatever I want.  I have been </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/feeds/106759834276738103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/106759834276738103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/106759834276738103'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454564081313630763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RInO1OKfgvw/TLrzOFaq66I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mW8h831PsYw/S220/Picture+8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334410.post-106756947335554201</id><published>2003-10-30T19:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-10-30T19:04:43.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You may leave your complaints to the bitching department at Alloirtheviking@aol.com otherwise post a comment on my handy dandy upgrades to my blog.  :::grins:::My horrible scopeAppearances matter a lot. Dress to attract and impress. Although styles come and go, they draw attention to your permanent inner beauty. Someone looking toward a shared future with you likes what he or she sees right </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/feeds/106756947335554201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/106756947335554201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/106756947335554201'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454564081313630763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RInO1OKfgvw/TLrzOFaq66I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mW8h831PsYw/S220/Picture+8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334410.post-10675638098360359</id><published>2003-10-30T17:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-10-30T17:33:25.496-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...:::Time to reflect:::...</title><summary type='text'>You may leave your complaints to the bitching department at Alloirtheviking@aol.com otherwise post a comment on my handy dandy upgrades to my blog.  :::grins:::...:::Time to reflect:::...My best friend Antionette is gong through some major issues and since my damm cell phone is messing up I couldn't call her in her time of need.  So I took the liberty of taking her to lunch where we had a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/feeds/10675638098360359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/10675638098360359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/10675638098360359'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454564081313630763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RInO1OKfgvw/TLrzOFaq66I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mW8h831PsYw/S220/Picture+8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334410.post-106756002484826467</id><published>2003-10-30T16:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-10-30T17:09:12.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gary the sex God</title><summary type='text'>And now for the best part the sexy gorgeous marvel of a man can write poetry like there is no tomorrow.  Although his talents lean towards writing music and tantalyzing us with his images on screen which is will be a famous actor.  Yeah folks you have heard it first here.  This man will be famous.  Coughs  :::I promise I am not obsessed folks just stating facts not fiction::::...:::The poetry</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/feeds/106756002484826467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/106756002484826467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/106756002484826467'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454564081313630763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RInO1OKfgvw/TLrzOFaq66I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mW8h831PsYw/S220/Picture+8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334410.post-106741764491792458</id><published>2003-10-29T00:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-10-29T00:55:09.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You may leave your complaints to the bitching department at Alloirtheviking@aol.com otherwise post a comment on my handy dandy upgrades to my blog.  :::grins:::Added a few more stuff today which took most of my time before work.  Hopefully this looks better than what I was putting here before??  Just give me some feedback because your opinions matter to me greatly.  One of my online friends </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/feeds/106741764491792458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/106741764491792458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/106741764491792458'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454564081313630763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RInO1OKfgvw/TLrzOFaq66I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mW8h831PsYw/S220/Picture+8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334410.post-106737130213243971</id><published>2003-10-28T12:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-10-29T00:55:43.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I had to revamp the ole blog because my template accidentally got erased being the ever resourceful person I am.  I just looked for me another one and put it here.  SO over the next few days I will be adding more stuff on here to actually have it mine instead of another's.  Thank you Maystar designs for kindly putting up with my inquires and for designing this nice little blog.  I appreciate your</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/feeds/106737130213243971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/106737130213243971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/106737130213243971'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454564081313630763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RInO1OKfgvw/TLrzOFaq66I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mW8h831PsYw/S220/Picture+8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334410.post-106716380262263990</id><published>2003-10-26T02:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-10-27T09:46:21.106-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A new friend online</title><summary type='text'>Thanks to Gary who giving in to my intolerable demands upon his personal time in sending me pictures of himself and the place he lives England.  I have to admit he is an exceptionally attractive man with a remarkable heart to boot.  Very interesting to talk to when he explains exactly what and whom he hangs out with.  He believes very strongly in justice and the moral fiber he cares reminds me of</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/feeds/106716380262263990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/106716380262263990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/106716380262263990'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454564081313630763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RInO1OKfgvw/TLrzOFaq66I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mW8h831PsYw/S220/Picture+8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334410.post-106715719605604175</id><published>2003-10-26T01:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-10-26T01:33:19.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goals</title><summary type='text'>You may leave your complaints to the bitching department at Alloirtheviking@aol.com otherwise post a comment on my handy dandy upgrades to my blog.  :::grins:::My Hopes and DreamsWell to begin with I never used to want anything beyond what I thought I deserved.  More and more I decided I wanted something more for myself like acutally setting goals for myself.  I had a problem with actually </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/feeds/106715719605604175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/106715719605604175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/106715719605604175'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454564081313630763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RInO1OKfgvw/TLrzOFaq66I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mW8h831PsYw/S220/Picture+8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334410.post-106711350040264205</id><published>2003-10-25T13:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-25T13:28:11.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Disturbed</title><summary type='text'>You may leave your complaints to the bitching department at Alloirtheviking@aol.com otherwise post a comment on my handy dandy upgrades to my blog.  :::grins:::I am down with the sickness...Thank you Sandman, (please continue to do so) who I am entirely in your debt for tantalyzing me with this fine specimen of a man who sings like a demon possesed with the lust for creating sex crazed </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/feeds/106711350040264205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/106711350040264205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/106711350040264205'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454564081313630763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RInO1OKfgvw/TLrzOFaq66I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mW8h831PsYw/S220/Picture+8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334410.post-106711248635166010</id><published>2003-10-25T13:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-25T13:09:37.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ty Herndon and George Straight...</title><summary type='text'>You may leave your complaints to the bitching department at Alloirtheviking@aol.com otherwise post a comment on my handy dandy upgrades to my blog.  :::grins:::All things Ty HerndonThis man is gorgeous and sensual being who deserves a spot on my web just because he is an angel bound in the flesh of a man...  As his beautiful smile and heavenly voice gives away his little secret that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/feeds/106711248635166010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/106711248635166010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/106711248635166010'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454564081313630763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RInO1OKfgvw/TLrzOFaq66I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mW8h831PsYw/S220/Picture+8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334410.post-106711055554559404</id><published>2003-10-25T12:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-25T12:52:17.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The persistance of evil</title><summary type='text'>Last night the Lord saved my life...everyday he gives me what I need to survive...all glory be to God...Last night was a particularly trying night of avoiding a particularly demented Charge Nurse who realizes that her life hasn't gone the way she wanted them to.  She hounds me for no particular reason other then to make my life miserable.  But I have to give her credit she is making me a better</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/feeds/106711055554559404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/106711055554559404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/106711055554559404'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454564081313630763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RInO1OKfgvw/TLrzOFaq66I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mW8h831PsYw/S220/Picture+8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334410.post-106706637172809184</id><published>2003-10-25T00:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-25T12:33:31.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things I find funny</title><summary type='text'>Alloiratheviking@aol.com Email me if you want to leave comments that are not posted to the public...These are the comments I get on a normal basis and you wonder why I always hide under invisible mode?!!!"Josh, why do you have CAR tattooed on your penis?" "Rub it, it spells Cassandra."But at least this one made me laugh a little bit...  :::grins:::For your information even though I am a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/feeds/106706637172809184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/106706637172809184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/106706637172809184'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454564081313630763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RInO1OKfgvw/TLrzOFaq66I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mW8h831PsYw/S220/Picture+8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334410.post-106697969429072563</id><published>2003-10-24T00:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-25T12:35:21.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Beauty is Pain:::I am a sissy la la I am a sissy la la  as the tears go down my face:::Who says that beauty doesn't come at a price???   I can honestly say that pain is defined in the Tattoo world as a minor discomfort in the long term goals of permeance!!!  I got my first tattoo today which I will not go into details in because I want you gentle readers to figure out where I put it.  Those </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/feeds/106697969429072563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/106697969429072563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/106697969429072563'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454564081313630763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RInO1OKfgvw/TLrzOFaq66I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mW8h831PsYw/S220/Picture+8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334410.post-106685586409173341</id><published>2003-10-22T13:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-22T21:38:53.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Alloiratheviking@aol.com Email me if you want to leave comments that are not posted to the public...I am really tried today worked an extra shift for my friend Neda who really wanted the day off so I took her shift so that was possible otherwise she would have been denied.  Damm if I am not paying the price because I am almost brain dead and look like the walking dead.  I was going to tinker</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/feeds/106685586409173341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/106685586409173341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/106685586409173341'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454564081313630763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RInO1OKfgvw/TLrzOFaq66I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mW8h831PsYw/S220/Picture+8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334410.post-106679396043126569</id><published>2003-10-21T20:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-21T20:44:53.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Image of the day</title><summary type='text'>The Beautiful Avril Lavigne</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/feeds/106679396043126569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/106679396043126569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/106679396043126569'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454564081313630763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RInO1OKfgvw/TLrzOFaq66I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mW8h831PsYw/S220/Picture+8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334410.post-106668084839496321</id><published>2003-10-20T13:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-20T22:10:19.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes its better to believe...</title><summary type='text'>Sometimes it's better to believe...     I have had one of those dreams where you are with the love of your life. I can't relate to this feeling of absolute joy, harmony, love, but the moment you wake up that feeling of almost heavenly joy leaves your body as you realize that its all a dream. I had a dream the other day about a best friend that I have never had but I know that I was absolutely </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/feeds/106668084839496321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/106668084839496321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/106668084839496321'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454564081313630763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RInO1OKfgvw/TLrzOFaq66I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mW8h831PsYw/S220/Picture+8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334410.post-106663448754110869</id><published>2003-10-20T00:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-20T00:23:47.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things to live by</title><summary type='text'>Patch Adams:Things to live byI watched this movie once and knew absolutely what I wanted to be career wise and the nurse I wanted to be. I lack some of his charming characteristics such has to give humor and intelligence in the face of adversity.  When I see something wrong I try to correct the problem immediately and when I see injustice I try to rectify the situation.  I have this problem </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/feeds/106663448754110869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/106663448754110869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/106663448754110869'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454564081313630763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RInO1OKfgvw/TLrzOFaq66I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mW8h831PsYw/S220/Picture+8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334410.post-106659458109258527</id><published>2003-10-19T13:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-19T13:16:21.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hell on Earth</title><summary type='text'>Hell on EarthI have to go to work everyday with two charge nurses breathing down my neck for some unknown reason they have taken a dislike for me.  I know for a fact that I am on of the best CNA's on the floor there.  I have my reviews to prove this because I have never been written up for anything so far which I do not give them a reason to write me up.  I got cussed at the other day by a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/feeds/106659458109258527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/106659458109258527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/106659458109258527'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454564081313630763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RInO1OKfgvw/TLrzOFaq66I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mW8h831PsYw/S220/Picture+8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334410.post-106640442893945456</id><published>2003-10-17T08:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-19T13:01:52.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ten reasons why Trick or Treat is better than sex...</title><summary type='text'> 10 Reasons Trick or Treating is better than SEX  10. You're guaranteed to get at least a  little something in the sack.(There is a guarantee in life holy hell man I wish that I knew this earlier wink wink)   9. If you get tired, wait 10 minutes and go at it again. (Tired who gets tired on Halloween...dip into that candy bag and grap a mouth full of candy and watch your blood sugar </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/feeds/106640442893945456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/106640442893945456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/106640442893945456'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454564081313630763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RInO1OKfgvw/TLrzOFaq66I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mW8h831PsYw/S220/Picture+8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334410.post-106637791494647706</id><published>2003-10-17T01:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-17T01:08:40.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things that get under my skin</title><summary type='text'>Things that get under my skin...I go to work everyday dreading a certain charge nurse who is a total and utter bitch to several of us CNA's which it's expected from her.  But there comes a point when covering up certain CNA's neglectful disregard for his residents safety should draw the line.  I don't know how to solve a problem that has been there for awhile.  I can see a lot of in justice </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/feeds/106637791494647706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/106637791494647706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/106637791494647706'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454564081313630763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RInO1OKfgvw/TLrzOFaq66I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mW8h831PsYw/S220/Picture+8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334410.post-106627550981704637</id><published>2003-10-15T20:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-17T00:44:20.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things I will miss...Things I never had...Things I will never get...Things I never want...</title><summary type='text'>Things I will miss...Things I never had...Things I will never get...Things I never want...I look at the past, future, present of my life and see so many possibilities that could happen but love that is something I can do without.  I have experienced a little on what should or what could have been love if it would or could have developed into something different.  But I am too damm angry to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/feeds/106627550981704637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/106627550981704637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/106627550981704637'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454564081313630763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RInO1OKfgvw/TLrzOFaq66I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mW8h831PsYw/S220/Picture+8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334410.post-106618362693651657</id><published>2003-10-14T19:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-14T19:07:07.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Be all you can be...</title><summary type='text'>Tomorrow is the first day of starting a new life which I will more than likely be an army officer.  I am going to go to the Army recruitment office tomorrow and see what type of education I can get out of the government.  Plus see how I can get my kids taken care of while I am awhile in boot camp.  I am seriously looking forward to being an army brat for once in my life.  Why not I say?  What the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/feeds/106618362693651657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/106618362693651657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/106618362693651657'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454564081313630763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RInO1OKfgvw/TLrzOFaq66I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mW8h831PsYw/S220/Picture+8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334410.post-106603233283453928</id><published>2003-10-13T01:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-13T01:05:32.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My  Strange Dreams...</title><summary type='text'>Alloiratheviking@aol.com Email me if you want to leave comments that are not posted to the public...Well last night I had this most awesome dream to where I didn't want to wake up which I was pretty lazy getting out of bed.  My dream was about a friend  whom I am not quite sure his name because it was just on the tip of my tongue when I woke up but I forgot his name just his face and the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/feeds/106603233283453928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/106603233283453928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/106603233283453928'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454564081313630763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RInO1OKfgvw/TLrzOFaq66I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mW8h831PsYw/S220/Picture+8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334410.post-106590649635217888</id><published>2003-10-11T14:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-11T14:08:16.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Poem from the wonderful Harlequinneyes...</title><summary type='text'>Alloiratheviking@aol.com Email me if you want to leave comments that are not posted to the public...Touchie-FeelieTouchwith words that have nosoundthese soundsthat have no wordsare all that I can giveto youWordsthey hold no touchbut thisand this is just a soundthat wordscan giveI need to hold youwith a wordto show you with thissoundthat no one else will </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunswithnuts.blogspot.com/feeds/106590649635217888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/106590649635217888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5334410/posts/default/106590649635217888'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454564081313630763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RInO1OKfgvw/TLrzOFaq66I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mW8h831PsYw/S220/Picture+8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
