tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10031872421679807932024-02-07T20:19:45.901-08:00Life Through a Lensalisalindseyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05049455746515653578noreply@blogger.comBlogger56125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003187242167980793.post-37310520555451525832007-12-13T18:39:00.000-08:002007-12-13T18:58:17.304-08:00what has happened to the nerd fighters?<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjK7ysZCPR_79DOEBB_SxPnqiCWdgdr5d9iAoQwHaBGyDEmD6UUzb6Lm20Nu5bq0pFtkMQDpeaQYlrSlSkZncChAvQExBdE8VUVBAnHayvubFzmGy2ECcPs3S2T4Pf0wW6v228hFDCkTnE/s1600-h/lksdnf.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143653230172132242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjK7ysZCPR_79DOEBB_SxPnqiCWdgdr5d9iAoQwHaBGyDEmD6UUzb6Lm20Nu5bq0pFtkMQDpeaQYlrSlSkZncChAvQExBdE8VUVBAnHayvubFzmGy2ECcPs3S2T4Pf0wW6v228hFDCkTnE/s400/lksdnf.bmp" border="0" /></a> Where have we been? I know.. we have been together. We started this blog because we didnt have too much time for eachother because we are busy, but we have been making more time for eachother. meaning less blogs. i take pics to put on all the time, but i forget or just dont do it. i am lazy. I have taken the Tim comment to heart. I have a once in a life time job. I sit or drive around where ever and get paid for it. I take a 2 and 1/2 hour nap 5 days a week. so i am going to start living instead of being a lazy daisy. we're taking more trips soon. we're going to live. we have written our letters, well we've been working on them. we are going to do things while we are young! and then hopfully we'll have even more fun for the rest of our lives.<br />If we are going to educate others we need to see more.<br />and quickly!Alisa the now.or.never.kindhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00740299982346634078noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003187242167980793.post-50966915353460912682007-10-25T20:10:00.000-07:002007-10-25T20:17:44.861-07:00colorful<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjz8Cy6oceaLUgYI1z0HhVOt405f_VlqEGUdK2Nx2WZ1h6ffirp2I3I4Rj_-rPDBrQjadcXuJZnVbDIQj6RJPd175BKR_RY_aNREuf8BFb3OPhMH5eub2LScCg5lyD0i7gIHJmqCcK5_Gk/s1600-h/,MVZCVJ.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125478273374129058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjz8Cy6oceaLUgYI1z0HhVOt405f_VlqEGUdK2Nx2WZ1h6ffirp2I3I4Rj_-rPDBrQjadcXuJZnVbDIQj6RJPd175BKR_RY_aNREuf8BFb3OPhMH5eub2LScCg5lyD0i7gIHJmqCcK5_Gk/s320/,MVZCVJ.bmp" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwJR69ZgN7uu3eRJv_iluGb74BSzI4EWEg1nsVoNrBjtGNsLYIzY_EWNyLFALb7S84LupevPhcLzXrCfNbkAWf1C_5ErIsqDV_mLlWyvdgcDtRVrTMHtPwPH7-rg2ScFitU8o3F3q9miE/s1600-h/msnbv+mncbv.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125478277669096370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwJR69ZgN7uu3eRJv_iluGb74BSzI4EWEg1nsVoNrBjtGNsLYIzY_EWNyLFALb7S84LupevPhcLzXrCfNbkAWf1C_5ErIsqDV_mLlWyvdgcDtRVrTMHtPwPH7-rg2ScFitU8o3F3q9miE/s320/msnbv+mncbv.bmp" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4PuG2_mIW5we7uE3ffFblEO-rVkLBJO7Cat8ssfWaPqjA2_quTq6wk5v2kUgvjiUFgsVxk5wJMvlJRaSUawL84EqY2NSk6Tgl5ZK0wYq46FOkYrp2ipf6aCAzH9jZTHb-ZJWaxi-3_HE/s1600-h/nc.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125478281964063682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4PuG2_mIW5we7uE3ffFblEO-rVkLBJO7Cat8ssfWaPqjA2_quTq6wk5v2kUgvjiUFgsVxk5wJMvlJRaSUawL84EqY2NSk6Tgl5ZK0wYq46FOkYrp2ipf6aCAzH9jZTHb-ZJWaxi-3_HE/s320/nc.bmp" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidddSGgaXxCoPnZhHp406s8rC_r21OszfUjtvcZo3vqHJE3HBaNX__5I3dBIsy-gO2xmnGqifXUXaQlnYN0plb257cvldrAOKEWft4PIk5RzhicTZLsAbMXELvERTz7ixU9c57fsP92To/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125478281964063698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidddSGgaXxCoPnZhHp406s8rC_r21OszfUjtvcZo3vqHJE3HBaNX__5I3dBIsy-gO2xmnGqifXUXaQlnYN0plb257cvldrAOKEWft4PIk5RzhicTZLsAbMXELvERTz7ixU9c57fsP92To/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /></span><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color:#ff9900;">Here are some colourful stuff from the week</span>. <span style="color:#ff0000;">the tops are rosehill</span>, <span style="color:#ffff33;">the third is my notebook for school</span>, <span style="color:#00cccc;">and the bottom is a fire thingy from monday when i put car in the shop</span>.</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color:#33cc00;">I like the colors</span>.</span></div><div> </div>Alisa the now.or.never.kindhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00740299982346634078noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003187242167980793.post-8551728642957006842007-10-08T16:33:00.000-07:002007-10-08T17:08:45.980-07:00c-day<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQVbdRYhhSazI9L8_SQcQGTXOdeGH7PsAeCzK8QoCcLRI4qIrjBDX4i2rcwbjCOLGjk3hta7Ox1tGPnSSlcJnvLZr-j4XTuwXAvQs-qYimTkDXSdWQz0wiIc-tILun5W1WD-D8b5cz4JA/s1600-h/cvb.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119120038600111042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQVbdRYhhSazI9L8_SQcQGTXOdeGH7PsAeCzK8QoCcLRI4qIrjBDX4i2rcwbjCOLGjk3hta7Ox1tGPnSSlcJnvLZr-j4XTuwXAvQs-qYimTkDXSdWQz0wiIc-tILun5W1WD-D8b5cz4JA/s320/cvb.bmp" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6AFaRc5cOxIdey8gftNuOeHzv_FhMfewOThyphenhyphenfirGdT3tenBOyRFzn7I38GbQ-aX4SH7U7hMTpHvSR48JH0TVkKVIMy7dvcqx6voFMD2bXsw34c1IIscBjMUZNWQdozJ12UqVp4R4HVY0/s1600-h/hgc.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119120038600111058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6AFaRc5cOxIdey8gftNuOeHzv_FhMfewOThyphenhyphenfirGdT3tenBOyRFzn7I38GbQ-aX4SH7U7hMTpHvSR48JH0TVkKVIMy7dvcqx6voFMD2bXsw34c1IIscBjMUZNWQdozJ12UqVp4R4HVY0/s320/hgc.bmp" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhF1namL8mIuBNbcrGMvyLrkuqk213G1FeYjav0d8KPEOOIICWaNdl7gC-cMe86EFYXta27b5MoAmQ9aEEmso1IsTUcOD2atLlfsRuC4WdX0BrkSF4QR1DaNCLdbgJvudKs-cIPpFuxqds/s1600-h/kermit.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119120042895078370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhF1namL8mIuBNbcrGMvyLrkuqk213G1FeYjav0d8KPEOOIICWaNdl7gC-cMe86EFYXta27b5MoAmQ9aEEmso1IsTUcOD2atLlfsRuC4WdX0BrkSF4QR1DaNCLdbgJvudKs-cIPpFuxqds/s320/kermit.bmp" border="0" /></a><br /><div>I got Ashley's baby gift.</div><div>the bear to the above left, some diapers, a bottle, and the bling pacifers above. how jokes is it that they make bling for babies?</div><div>mucho.</div><div>and this to the left is Kermit the Crab!</div><div>my new pet. i have a friend lol.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>So i have started myself a get away jar.</div><div>there are so many times when i want to get away, i want to take a real vaction or get a place.</div><div>so i have started a jar and i put my change in it (to change my life) and when ever i get mad and want to get to the future i put money in it to go towards it.</div><div>i put over 10 bucks in it because i wanted a good start.<br />the money is going to go towards a vaction or my first appartment payment.</div><div>Sometimes i get worried about the future, now it's a little more secure.</div><div>yay.</div>Alisa the now.or.never.kindhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00740299982346634078noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003187242167980793.post-75257873097483108072007-10-05T04:27:00.000-07:002007-10-05T04:32:47.775-07:00O&&B<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjb-8Wog9r4mnqHcuigE-DgQNK3NVoeWGxHun8cq894cEXSTqsyMOYRHINKI-mhdqqPaS8LZzy2f4eBaVPRjvdAdV4D37ZvLKYXpsDgZQo3tQfahyphenhyphenqDf7M3kfn9UhPVCYKMj_oqhTT_uj8/s1600-h/get-attachment.aspx0.jpeg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjb-8Wog9r4mnqHcuigE-DgQNK3NVoeWGxHun8cq894cEXSTqsyMOYRHINKI-mhdqqPaS8LZzy2f4eBaVPRjvdAdV4D37ZvLKYXpsDgZQo3tQfahyphenhyphenqDf7M3kfn9UhPVCYKMj_oqhTT_uj8/s320/get-attachment.aspx0.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117813080290692658" border="0" /></a><br />This Is A Certain 4 Y.O's Halloween Shirt.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />so i get off at 2 today or about two so i'm good lol.<br />Boiled Peanuts! Eleey Ears! Cotten Candy!! CANDY APPLES!!! &&& Funnel Cake!!!!!!!<br />we need a shopping list.Alisa the now.or.never.kindhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00740299982346634078noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003187242167980793.post-72548533813052151012007-10-02T10:33:00.000-07:002007-10-02T10:38:59.517-07:00old old old.<a href="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p171/nickschopper/IMG_1520-1.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p171/nickschopper/IMG_1520-1.jpg" border="0" /></a> old is three years old. this coin is as old as abby and liam. w00t.<br /><br />soooo very sleepy, but i must sit in class and be bored. and sleepy. but then i'm going to starbucks!<br /><br />alisa, did you notice i decorated for halloween? also, i get out of seminar at 4 on friday, and you get off at 4, right? so can i leave macon state at 4 and get to your house and you will be there?<br /><br />FUNNEL CAKE!<br /><br />tomorrow, post something orange and black!alisalindseyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05049455746515653578noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003187242167980793.post-48078112858263710962007-10-01T21:08:00.000-07:002007-10-01T21:21:47.286-07:00i just got on and read<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwPHkFr9ozvdChOGJU3z48l_uTSME5vKf195sMu-0YlHp5oH5ftgPm5uCiRXe9hjWzCMuqS3EhCh8Cj86r2eBUGFj2F2B_YzwNcaJwF4gyAuwvuFQq3F1tBKorTjoaZk-kHIBxLu_mB1o/s1600-h/sock.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116588984145319746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwPHkFr9ozvdChOGJU3z48l_uTSME5vKf195sMu-0YlHp5oH5ftgPm5uCiRXe9hjWzCMuqS3EhCh8Cj86r2eBUGFj2F2B_YzwNcaJwF4gyAuwvuFQq3F1tBKorTjoaZk-kHIBxLu_mB1o/s200/sock.bmp" border="0" /></a><br /><div>I didnt noticed you had posted til just a minute ago.</div><div>i have a qustion for our readers, all of our lots and lots of readers,</div><div>if someone picks you up from a gas station, takes you back to thier place, then puts you back where they picked you up, does that make you a prositute? my friend wanted to know.</div>Alisa the now.or.never.kindhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00740299982346634078noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003187242167980793.post-91649720169098234702007-09-30T11:53:00.000-07:002007-09-30T11:56:08.371-07:00reading a book.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgU3TxLVRChtwzuuDsT8qIFUzXKG6EgtWu9e92QKcpHc3Lm5UtZIuLQYUab6K3p1z_rRSfy6QR1Z0Xn3CX_iiE4Z_EJ8RuZdVymY1FZTfJdfUOEfdxR1y84GeKfGZUpWzp-Z_O6XayO4VI/s1600-h/churchpictures+018.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116072811680297410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgU3TxLVRChtwzuuDsT8qIFUzXKG6EgtWu9e92QKcpHc3Lm5UtZIuLQYUab6K3p1z_rRSfy6QR1Z0Xn3CX_iiE4Z_EJ8RuZdVymY1FZTfJdfUOEfdxR1y84GeKfGZUpWzp-Z_O6XayO4VI/s400/churchpictures+018.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="right"></div>alisalindseyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05049455746515653578noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003187242167980793.post-86009492181116988732007-09-28T19:44:00.000-07:002007-09-28T19:54:10.928-07:00whoops!<a href="http://i68.photobucket.com/albums/i38/bri1980_photos/DSC01207.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i68.photobucket.com/albums/i38/bri1980_photos/DSC01207.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>sorry about wednesday. punishment?</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>i has a sock.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><p>i am also very upset because i stepped on the power cord to my laptop, and now i have to buy a new one. ugh. they are so expensive!</p><p>monday--post a pic of YOUR socks.</p>alisalindseyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05049455746515653578noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003187242167980793.post-38330778546801036982007-09-27T18:13:00.000-07:002007-09-27T18:26:11.622-07:00letters<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAKhUlMa5U0tk9vU9Cuuad1ycXIsy1mRi8vegda_iJD_xoSisFkmUbvyTM-E-p-_OVVIj8vwYrxTMMTUqtXWghcyDXk-9dH9oSRnR9zjAhv2jMhLhJovs6S5DhmpM_4u_eVmJo9CXp5tA/s1600-h/letters+from.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115057265663579954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAKhUlMa5U0tk9vU9Cuuad1ycXIsy1mRi8vegda_iJD_xoSisFkmUbvyTM-E-p-_OVVIj8vwYrxTMMTUqtXWghcyDXk-9dH9oSRnR9zjAhv2jMhLhJovs6S5DhmpM_4u_eVmJo9CXp5tA/s200/letters+from.bmp" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><p>These are letters from my friend in the Navy.</p><p>last week i didnt get a letter from him, and this week it came a day early. iam happy i got one from him, all week i have felt a little lost.</p><p>i kept wanting to write him, but didnt even know what to write tho i had plenty to say.</p><p>i have a new friend, i think. and i think iam about to be trouble maker alisa again.</p><p>but its because iam only going to be this age once and if i dont try things before i get old i may reget more than if i do things with my life now.</p><p>i really wish my mom would not get so mad when i do things and make decisions that already have conq. i hate more than any thing her yelling and making me feel stupid. i want to do what makes me happy and whats fun, but i feel so bad about being myself because of the yelling. </p><p>iam 18 not 30, i need to go out and do the things i need to do as a teenager while i have the chances and the likenesses. </p><p>i want to be me.</p><p>nuff said.</p><p>(wow i never say nuff lol)</p><p>alisa has a letter to send and one to write. OH and iam making my favorite nerd fighter a little something. if i dont mess it up.</p><p>-Alisa</p>Alisa the now.or.never.kindhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00740299982346634078noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003187242167980793.post-14714654935852184442007-09-25T15:20:00.000-07:002007-09-25T15:49:03.099-07:00I hope this is awesome<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjP1HNK4Z6FQREscplqGmcn6tKVRck4Iz_AME80hxiUZvNr9QPgw274KqPclZE24GH4035PPOVge6dYAn48eJAbRmTNLK-DtCxXmXAnYk_d2cmW7O43P_F3tFxUn-xxeYnu1Kko_MC9b2g/s1600-h/awesome.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114271286648411938" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 341px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px" height="257" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjP1HNK4Z6FQREscplqGmcn6tKVRck4Iz_AME80hxiUZvNr9QPgw274KqPclZE24GH4035PPOVge6dYAn48eJAbRmTNLK-DtCxXmXAnYk_d2cmW7O43P_F3tFxUn-xxeYnu1Kko_MC9b2g/s320/awesome.bmp" width="335" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;">This </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;">is </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;">my </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;">NEW</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;">art pc.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;">by ME!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;"><br /></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;"><br /></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;"><br /><br /></div></span><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;"><br /></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;"><br /></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;"><br /></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;"><br /></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;"><br /></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;"><br /></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;">So i worked on this new pc and have had it in my room less than a week ago.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;">I used tempera and ink </span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;">I put it on the poster board i got when we went to that dollar store.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;">and the chalk markers we got there wont write on glass because as it would turn out they are paper markers lol.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;">This is a crazy week and i feel the crazy everywhere.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;">baby's are not toddlers!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;">I am sticking to 4 year olds, i love them and they make since.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;">The baby is sooooo cute and i mean omgosh cute, but theres only a few things babys want.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;">to eat, to burp, to be changed, or sleep.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;">thats it!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;">but the only thing it does is cry because even when you give him want he wants he get mad and crys.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;">and it only sleeps for minutes at a time.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;">i have too many things to do around the house to sit with a baby all day.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;">after this week no more babies during the week for me.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;">the thing that really gets me is when you get it right, what they want i mean, when you get what they want and they take it, theres a new thing. </span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;">He crys, so i think its been a little bit since he ate, maybe he hungry, but hes not, so i think he's due for some sleep he's been missing, so when i go to put him down i relise he's wet. so i change him, as he continutes to cry and right when i finish the change and he dry again....</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;">he begins to cry because he's sleepy, or hungry.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;">so when i relise he's hungry and get him to take about 1/8 of a ounce, he starts screaming because he has bad gas. (because of his breast milk that is filled with bad things eatten and drank by the mommy and i got gas drops and they have helped but still gas happens)</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;">so i get him to burp and fart but he's still screaming becasue he's gasy and straving since he had food but wouldnt eat because of said gas.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;">i am laughing at myself.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;">silly miss alisa taking on a baby.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;">hehe</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;">i am glad i got that out, i feel like its a lot easier after writing that. i cant yell at the baby and tell him to shut it up, so getting it out of here that iam aggervated makes me feel human again.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;">tomorow- something you dont want to life without.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;">hehe</span></div>Alisa the now.or.never.kindhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00740299982346634078noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003187242167980793.post-26784850591545521212007-09-24T15:20:00.000-07:002007-09-24T15:33:43.733-07:00BLANKET FORT! W00T!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjauyKPyX3sRPjZvpnu_VrNVxCFaioH37mwPyDZHh4KsIBruKciHJfa82QvijpzguHPjXVAwsjEqQlua4F9W8rQNaiMKQLFZlVgwwblnsUkjuhUp32AgrCYgQPWrGt0io3b9DKAEffZQ6k/s1600-h/1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113902087964258706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjauyKPyX3sRPjZvpnu_VrNVxCFaioH37mwPyDZHh4KsIBruKciHJfa82QvijpzguHPjXVAwsjEqQlua4F9W8rQNaiMKQLFZlVgwwblnsUkjuhUp32AgrCYgQPWrGt0io3b9DKAEffZQ6k/s320/1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrtHoHRYQls0WK4z6Oy-YRaZT8wM4d6oZcDwIpIoJSupILJBxtOLh_OfjqTMZy_0T6qvO4SsVqeA3BfrzziBU1Dzn-5wZFXB53k4MO0r9evFHPK8rUm6adt4sz6RXm4bIwUg7PJqSgx2A/s1600-h/2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113902096554193314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrtHoHRYQls0WK4z6Oy-YRaZT8wM4d6oZcDwIpIoJSupILJBxtOLh_OfjqTMZy_0T6qvO4SsVqeA3BfrzziBU1Dzn-5wZFXB53k4MO0r9evFHPK8rUm6adt4sz6RXm4bIwUg7PJqSgx2A/s320/2.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlDmasyz7Sx6RH-oCpdIaBpSr_HUrbGqktZnM7Z2uNSWxiE4tWKQLV20izxPPUV9Z8bYpSL5NdGukIVcyjnXBnENK838eiFEzltfzHchzAE5ckogG61qYq2k-r7kYyzyHMJuKrm_6Q7Go/s1600-h/3.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113902096554193330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlDmasyz7Sx6RH-oCpdIaBpSr_HUrbGqktZnM7Z2uNSWxiE4tWKQLV20izxPPUV9Z8bYpSL5NdGukIVcyjnXBnENK838eiFEzltfzHchzAE5ckogG61qYq2k-r7kYyzyHMJuKrm_6Q7Go/s320/3.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />well, technically your post was a rule breaker, but since it was so awesome i will let it slide. also, you didn't give me anything to do. so here's my pic: BLANKET FORTS! WOOOT!<br /><br />i hope your day went well. mine was ok, but i am sooo tired. i still have to go to that stupid meeting. bah.<br /><p>tomorrow, will you post a picture of anything you like? awesome. kthanxbye.</p><p>-Lindsey</p>alisalindseyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05049455746515653578noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003187242167980793.post-6316058746560614272007-09-21T18:41:00.000-07:002007-09-21T18:51:35.767-07:00The stop sign stopped on the way to my email<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEha7jhP7scmw6DhhpM4fVztHGoaU0uJpSQzX-6Kqq9jbXWNwuElUUXFDDbhjprem8kGYVVDHGLFXLK84tavU_yVGpI-g3bptWfoDy7KqMqjt7ji3q9Jq47yJvFLD6SUOSIFOoCVz_5QIjM/s1600-h/colorsa.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112838326644676370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEha7jhP7scmw6DhhpM4fVztHGoaU0uJpSQzX-6Kqq9jbXWNwuElUUXFDDbhjprem8kGYVVDHGLFXLK84tavU_yVGpI-g3bptWfoDy7KqMqjt7ji3q9Jq47yJvFLD6SUOSIFOoCVz_5QIjM/s320/colorsa.bmp" border="0" /></a><br /><br />I have sent the picture of a stop sign i took today to my email a few times and it wont go thru.<br /><br />I have sent these pics tho, and they came thru.<br /><br />so here ya go.<br /><br /><br />These are my NEW scrubs!<br />there are 7 new tops and iammm happpy.<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcMOAcn7zb9yk48_VrWEt65ybh0et4hQtjKtptvB47sp9vckRh8ShrWuD1FPz4fV2rZqY55mmt3HScvg4gsBtqa26cCqQ5Uw1phft-_csVsJHp2izwNvtK5drYYCL0YEx0k2fUZblUWRs/s1600-h/colors.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112838129076180738" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcMOAcn7zb9yk48_VrWEt65ybh0et4hQtjKtptvB47sp9vckRh8ShrWuD1FPz4fV2rZqY55mmt3HScvg4gsBtqa26cCqQ5Uw1phft-_csVsJHp2izwNvtK5drYYCL0YEx0k2fUZblUWRs/s320/colors.bmp" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><p></p><br /><br /><p></p><br /><br /><p></p><br /><br /><p></p><br /><br /><p></p><br /><br /><p></p><br /><br /><p></p><br /><br /><p> </p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family:georgia;">If there's wrong pic punishment, i accept. lol</span></p>Alisa the now.or.never.kindhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00740299982346634078noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003187242167980793.post-47707006861484913872007-09-20T16:16:00.000-07:002007-09-20T16:27:35.178-07:00back and white. from the white grrrrl.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtW2xowcewxTA702hI0Tubnel4hKFTS2aMgnDFORUdM_fPxG27p7yzxzbkHvvJmRSL3OpzmJ0mztfGm0F42WtZXK-caG6fLz17DIXVS78-jynTeZLKWjTz45l9D9-0G-d_NwX0GAMVK4w/s1600-h/black.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112431877709164930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtW2xowcewxTA702hI0Tubnel4hKFTS2aMgnDFORUdM_fPxG27p7yzxzbkHvvJmRSL3OpzmJ0mztfGm0F42WtZXK-caG6fLz17DIXVS78-jynTeZLKWjTz45l9D9-0G-d_NwX0GAMVK4w/s200/black.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>i'm exahausted.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>this is from the stoplight at my college.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>tomorrow: an actual stoplight.</div>alisalindseyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05049455746515653578noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003187242167980793.post-546228421496637672007-09-19T09:51:00.001-07:002007-09-19T09:54:14.048-07:00Quite<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYJ8_XEWhKFc0BZYW1fb_ya-iTXQLFmk5IW7wvDyVk_vtz34cie7UIn1abUVkFIAJZdh6qQDTrJYEIBOxtse0IdFVZmzkPhu9qO3xWN2ketUi6-4kaf1VCbq0rj4n5NIoQ-HlTuEYPiJ4/s1600-h/quite.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYJ8_XEWhKFc0BZYW1fb_ya-iTXQLFmk5IW7wvDyVk_vtz34cie7UIn1abUVkFIAJZdh6qQDTrJYEIBOxtse0IdFVZmzkPhu9qO3xWN2ketUi6-4kaf1VCbq0rj4n5NIoQ-HlTuEYPiJ4/s400/quite.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111959049010209202" border="0" /></a><br />Powder is very quite.<br />mucho quite.<br /><br />its a slow boring day.Alisa the now.or.never.kindhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00740299982346634078noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003187242167980793.post-57355788626399287682007-09-18T18:00:00.000-07:002007-09-18T18:03:16.859-07:00thanks for ruining the planet.<a href="http://i179.photobucket.com/albums/w302/rockinrider_photos/Drums/DSC00805.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i179.photobucket.com/albums/w302/rockinrider_photos/Drums/DSC00805.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>something noisy? a plastic bag can be noisy (and bad for, uh, THE FUCKING ENVIORNMENT).</div><div> </div><div>tomorrow, post something quiet.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div><br /></div><br /><div></div><br /><div><br /></div><br /><div></div>alisalindseyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05049455746515653578noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003187242167980793.post-58300096907095148582007-09-17T11:07:00.000-07:002007-09-17T11:16:49.299-07:00Showin my NF support (poster style)<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTcQJbX-RBBBnfNDheeoBfpcWmhXirQpcRjQnW_TvvytzrzptHwMtDMvAG4Wj9PfLGPHaZd6RkeqVPv0LQZfHrZ5coR0oh64SaD7McUk-QMRg1_VmIombT4N0intkTU5HKxLcnM6JHPOI/s1600-h/get-attachment.aspx.jpeg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTcQJbX-RBBBnfNDheeoBfpcWmhXirQpcRjQnW_TvvytzrzptHwMtDMvAG4Wj9PfLGPHaZd6RkeqVPv0LQZfHrZ5coR0oh64SaD7McUk-QMRg1_VmIombT4N0intkTU5HKxLcnM6JHPOI/s400/get-attachment.aspx.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111236897283658882" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: lucida grande;"></span><span style="font-family: arial;">So last night i made this great poster (right before i made the new brother 2.0 ring tones, avilable for any phone that receives picture messaging @ phonezoo.com type in brother 2.0 in the search if you want them)<br />so this poster has some of the put it on your head lyric on it.<br />I Heart NerdFighting.<br /><br />I'd like to give a shout out to Mr. B e n --- Happy big four!!!<br /><br />Tomorrow- something noisy ius that spelled right? noise - e.<br /><br /></span>Alisa the now.or.never.kindhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00740299982346634078noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003187242167980793.post-56997273668562614852007-09-15T18:56:00.000-07:002007-09-15T18:58:09.406-07:00yummmmmmy in my tummy<a href="http://i165.photobucket.com/albums/u62/shirinloh/IMG_0868.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i165.photobucket.com/albums/u62/shirinloh/IMG_0868.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>oh it's been a long day.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>something crazy good? CHOCOLATE!</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>HECK YEAH!</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>um...er...monday post something nerdfightery.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>hoo, ha NERDFIGHTERS!</div>alisalindseyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05049455746515653578noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003187242167980793.post-57745317166664610202007-09-14T19:53:00.000-07:002007-09-14T19:56:23.279-07:00Blog number 40! Something funny<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_fAYag9WQj53IqtHbD-sdmKivZ6gJttyJGXwafn9GT_Qgd-CxHYG7jVSiuWMI94RaRT9JCYbvOwFzLUSIGTMZcA-DoQv-2XUYcryFOwEGa37ZhylLuM_WpOpnUfj5gsOEVDqdHRfKnNk/s1600-h/something+funny.bmp"><span style="font-family:arial;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110259027719640178" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_fAYag9WQj53IqtHbD-sdmKivZ6gJttyJGXwafn9GT_Qgd-CxHYG7jVSiuWMI94RaRT9JCYbvOwFzLUSIGTMZcA-DoQv-2XUYcryFOwEGa37ZhylLuM_WpOpnUfj5gsOEVDqdHRfKnNk/s320/something+funny.bmp" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span><div></div><br /><p><span style="font-family:arial;">this is on my wall and it cracks me up.</span></p><p><span style="font-family:arial;"></span> </p><p><span style="font-family:arial;">the word? Nagggers.</span></p><p><span style="font-family:arial;"></span> </p><p><span style="font-family:arial;">tomorow? something crazy good.</span></p><p><span style="font-family:arial;"></span> </p><p><span style="font-family:arial;">yeah naggers are annoying.</span></p>Alisa the now.or.never.kindhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00740299982346634078noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003187242167980793.post-29008279532139057872007-09-13T19:17:00.000-07:002007-09-13T19:30:43.961-07:00i feel so old.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtalDOGCnXybj7qOSBb9thi7D2s7p_RsSotR5CfyPMse40SUaTrqBDfWIg73nBBS3x79_wgGJOIWE4aM0qXgj1x6Pclsa4XsVBC8vB8pvCUupJrH7qkMq1JS4dDvYIGH2sixOh5uaqXC8/s1600-h/potholders.jpg"></a> <div><br /><br /><div><a href="http://i165.photobucket.com/albums/u66/eagleflyr/IMG_2679.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i165.photobucket.com/albums/u66/eagleflyr/IMG_2679.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div>you know you're old when you receive a baby shower invitation from one of your friends.<br /></div><div>if only i can finish this damn hat that i've been knitting. grrr. (well, and the blanket).<br /></div><div>anyway, something that reminds me of this country. these are some bows that a kid left at work. i assume they're from the fourth of july?<br /><br /></div><div>i dunno.<br /></div><div>alisa, get on meebo tonight so we can talk about suit hunting maybe tomorrow? talk to me.</div><br /><div></div><div>tomorrow....something funny.<br /></div><div></div><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLZaWXskAUcj_kr5RQyrl28e-uofMfAdrtZ5VWkT2PvxsqVwt4LWR5Zntf5-ov13K9Ji9u12fu-3XNE5ccm63wy1y4B4o3iS2-vHd3Akis2WlmsBrzu8mp0itHl0Wf0aSADJCE5XOdKFM/s1600-h/potholders.jpg"></a><br /><br /><div></div></div></div>alisalindseyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05049455746515653578noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003187242167980793.post-21221509348385679272007-09-12T17:09:00.000-07:002007-09-12T17:14:19.127-07:00o so ugly<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivGwCGrD4moWMbh-eWYdWtnt1Ucex3nJDWdFMOQUusRZT2kJ80GkrzlDRrHtWVJSJjQL46xz6rlW8naZmnuZfcrNtuZMQbL5RXW2l6onsqgjgrSbQZWZ0dNSG5ofB9EbIZLgdTijTDQqk/s1600-h/u-g-l-y.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109475260612629602" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivGwCGrD4moWMbh-eWYdWtnt1Ucex3nJDWdFMOQUusRZT2kJ80GkrzlDRrHtWVJSJjQL46xz6rlW8naZmnuZfcrNtuZMQbL5RXW2l6onsqgjgrSbQZWZ0dNSG5ofB9EbIZLgdTijTDQqk/s320/u-g-l-y.bmp" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br />tomorow- something that makes you thing of this country.Alisa the now.or.never.kindhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00740299982346634078noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003187242167980793.post-38579438601583862192007-09-11T18:26:00.000-07:002007-09-11T19:51:10.084-07:00something i like...and poor customer service.<a href="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b343/plainjane94/stuffonmyhead026.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b343/plainjane94/stuffonmyhead026.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b343/plainjane94/stuffonmyhead027.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b343/plainjane94/stuffonmyhead027.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b343/plainjane94/stuffonmyhead029.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b343/plainjane94/stuffonmyhead029.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b343/plainjane94/stuffonmyhead028.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b343/plainjane94/stuffonmyhead028.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />i'm glad you called me alisa because i almost forgot to post. and this thing is typing so slow.<br /><br />oh, i figured out why, my laptop battery is dead. lol.<br /><br />so anywho, i made this collage for my music holder. it's a nirvana/kurt cobain collage with pictures of him and the band, plus sheet music and lyrics.<br /><br /><p>it was a fun thing to make. </p><p>so today i went to walmart to get fabric to make a baby blanket for my friend brier. she's having a little boy. i picked out the fleece (which is WAY cheaper than hobby lobby, btw. their printed stuff is 7.84, and their plain fleece is 3.44) but there was no one there to help me, alisa. no one. i stood there for a few minutes, then i went up front. the lady at customer service called over the intercom system for someone to come, and i stood there some more. another associate from a different apartment walked by, and asked if she could do anything. i told her what i needed, and she said she'd get someone. so i waited. and waited.</p><p>finally, i left, and i just left the fabric and all my purchases laying (scissors, pins, PEEPS. i really wanted those peeps too.) on the table that they cut fabric on. they didn't have any paper, so i stretched a piece of masking tape over the table and wrote, "i waited for over 30 minutes and no one helped me. i asked for help twice and no one came. i am very unsatisfied with your lack of service."</p><p>i'm sure that will really piss someone off, but who cares? your customers service sucks.</p><p>hobby lobby received 25 of my dollars today. and their fleece is still on sale.</p>alisalindseyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05049455746515653578noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003187242167980793.post-47694250829200992252007-09-10T19:37:00.000-07:002007-09-10T19:38:32.447-07:00paying my toil<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLu0rTDKSBeIgMe7luRdFknAc5rLK8dzNm6LA7AmDS2MNUG_Uoca2DfdjYv4bScR9gaK-bhXHswAnKX9-B0-t-9dEnYHodQwR4X0lwM0NY5_i6HlzjmdWDGocSIoD1OHj4Vcz6NQPagL8/s1600-h/toil.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108770385383217810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLu0rTDKSBeIgMe7luRdFknAc5rLK8dzNm6LA7AmDS2MNUG_Uoca2DfdjYv4bScR9gaK-bhXHswAnKX9-B0-t-9dEnYHodQwR4X0lwM0NY5_i6HlzjmdWDGocSIoD1OHj4Vcz6NQPagL8/s400/toil.bmp" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div>Alisa the now.or.never.kindhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00740299982346634078noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003187242167980793.post-69167043679610955432007-09-08T17:22:00.000-07:002007-09-08T17:27:23.819-07:00i love art.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0oNpiwCIzfymCM_f12wdnw0t-_OW32V6ccQlTyE9XjWYGgxoGEK8cuRwjeqNN37wh-NbfxMNiQ-jSmnCzZB0oRAGk6V1HVyUjuMEg_tdwj9uajhPXukpsljxLbTgHCCfAJpfB9yw_OD4/s1600-h/fave+art+sup.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107993571828259458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0oNpiwCIzfymCM_f12wdnw0t-_OW32V6ccQlTyE9XjWYGgxoGEK8cuRwjeqNN37wh-NbfxMNiQ-jSmnCzZB0oRAGk6V1HVyUjuMEg_tdwj9uajhPXukpsljxLbTgHCCfAJpfB9yw_OD4/s320/fave+art+sup.bmp" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><p> </p><p>I love hard tempera.</p><p>its my very favorite art supply.</p><p>nuff said.</p><p>til monday.</p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p>new toys tomorow. heck yeah!</p>Alisa the now.or.never.kindhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00740299982346634078noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003187242167980793.post-48348547485112387442007-09-07T15:35:00.000-07:002007-09-07T15:40:30.558-07:00two colors!<a href="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w128/cafeteria_tables/brushesandmarkers.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w128/cafeteria_tables/brushesandmarkers.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>since i'm going out with lemai tonight, i have to get this done now. yeah, don't be jealous alisa, i'll see you tomorrow (i guess...you never texted me back).</div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><p>MARKERS! AWESOME!</p><p>btw, if you stop saying awesome, i will disown you.</p><p>so, your punishment is to post two days in a row! hehehehe...saturday post your favorite art supply and monday post...a toliet!</p>alisalindseyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05049455746515653578noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1003187242167980793.post-55690293500917388972007-09-06T23:23:00.000-07:002007-09-07T04:43:09.365-07:00something pretty...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKVaAgnQeNf9ZOgPf253lFAov3IxUxHVxXdasvw8hkmNc2ynnsZ8DaqKO8pwiZjO9tZvFQKiLzD_bs1ZmagDBaWsEr2H2CRATug5XRcUtqzD0-eUhLNsc_RGqTeTuYeTLSpfa24fOckD0/s1600-h/get-attachment.aspx.jpeg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKVaAgnQeNf9ZOgPf253lFAov3IxUxHVxXdasvw8hkmNc2ynnsZ8DaqKO8pwiZjO9tZvFQKiLzD_bs1ZmagDBaWsEr2H2CRATug5XRcUtqzD0-eUhLNsc_RGqTeTuYeTLSpfa24fOckD0/s320/get-attachment.aspx.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107423389149911666" border="0" /></a><br />so iam a lier. this post is really taking place on<br />friday. morning.<br />i lost track of umm blog.<br />so i have great reason to lose track, so i think it is worth it.<br />you didnt say what kind of pretty.<br />you just said/typed 'pretty'<br />so knowing you, it must have meanth ...<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Pretty Awesome.<br />^<br />^<br />^<br />so the picture above is a, well its a couch.<br />but...<br />when i came over this morning,<br />there was, well there was a man on this couch.<br />a man....<br />who looked....<br />like.......<br />.....<br />Hank.<br />what??<br />yeah.<br />hank.<br /></span><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">He is Mr.R's younger brother.<br />he is tall<br />he looks like a brother 2.0<br /><br />i would have asked him if he had ever seen b2.0 but this guy,<br />who i guess is a Mr.R too<br />said he was going to go back to bed in another room.<br /><br />poo.<br /><br />I except any punishment that comes with this.<br />and today you're picture will be....<br />something.<br />this something has at least two colors, and One on them is not gray.<br />yeah.<br /></span><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"></span></div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"></span></div></div>Alisa the now.or.never.kindhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00740299982346634078noreply@blogger.com1