<?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-4052038012453780909</id><updated>2011-10-04T14:54:52.924-07:00</updated><category term='with myself'/><category term='meme'/><category term='recipe'/><category term='challenge'/><category term='poem'/><category term='fart'/><category term='Tuesday'/><category term='thursday'/><category term='wisdom'/><category term='Sunday'/><category term='Friday'/><category term='monday'/><category term='cartoon'/><category term='about me'/><category term='Saturday'/><category term='tag'/><category term='fun'/><category term='celebration'/><category term='love'/><category term='wednesday'/><category term='A simple woman&apos;s daybook'/><category term='humor'/><title type='text'>Psychiatric Hotline...</title><subtitle type='html'>hold on, I know what u want!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Divaa Divine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17457305933584528376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1ProeWRR3m8/TZAoxxrYZfI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/Aloauo-jtW4/s220/tumblr_lfgorlAco91qbttq4o1_500_large.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>241</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-2287432379856733284</id><published>2010-12-01T20:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T20:59:35.541-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipe'/><title type='text'>Classic Fruity Salad</title><content type='html'>Ingredients&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;For the cheese balls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;3/4 cup grated paneer (cottage cheese)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2 tbsp fresh cream&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2 tsp finely chopped onion&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2 tsp finely chopped capsicum&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1/2 tsp finely chopped green chillies&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 tbsp grated coconut&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;salt to taste&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Other ingredients&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;3 tbsp chopped pineapple&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;3 tbsp watermelon (tarbuj) balls&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;3 tbsp chopped peaches&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 tbsp grated coconut&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;lettuce leaves&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;For the dressing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 tbsp lemon juice&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2 tbsp honey&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;salt and black pepper (kalimirch) powder to taste&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Method&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;For the cheese balls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  1. Mix all the ingredients very well and shape into small balls.&lt;br /&gt;  2. Chill in the freezer compartment of a refrigerator for a few minutes.&lt;br /&gt;  3. Store in the refrigerator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;For the dressing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Combine all the ingredients in a jar, cover and shake vigorously to blend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;How to proceed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  1. Arrange the fruit and the cheese balls on a bed lettuce leaves in a serving dish.&lt;br /&gt;  2. Pour the dressing on top and sprinkle the grated coconut thereon.&lt;br /&gt;  3. Serve cold.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052038012453780909-2287432379856733284?l=fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/feeds/2287432379856733284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4052038012453780909&amp;postID=2287432379856733284' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/2287432379856733284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/2287432379856733284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/2010/12/classic-fruity-salad.html' title='Classic Fruity Salad'/><author><name>Divaa Divine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17457305933584528376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1ProeWRR3m8/TZAoxxrYZfI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/Aloauo-jtW4/s220/tumblr_lfgorlAco91qbttq4o1_500_large.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-1482772334700214418</id><published>2010-11-04T03:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T03:46:14.328-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thursday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><title type='text'>13 Twitter Cartoons *lol</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TNKOp-RcWbI/AAAAAAAAB30/Xagpsf6N-g0/s1600/16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; 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height: 253px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TNKOInlUt6I/AAAAAAAAB2U/YPtzKhV4-lc/s400/1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535643170707388322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://thursday-13.com"&gt;Thursday 13&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052038012453780909-1482772334700214418?l=fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/feeds/1482772334700214418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4052038012453780909&amp;postID=1482772334700214418' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/1482772334700214418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/1482772334700214418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/2010/11/13-twitter-cartoons-lol.html' title='13 Twitter Cartoons *lol'/><author><name>Divaa Divine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17457305933584528376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1ProeWRR3m8/TZAoxxrYZfI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/Aloauo-jtW4/s220/tumblr_lfgorlAco91qbttq4o1_500_large.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TNKOp-RcWbI/AAAAAAAAB30/Xagpsf6N-g0/s72-c/16.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-4891688926961530746</id><published>2010-10-30T09:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T09:59:41.003-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wednesday'/><title type='text'>Sing with King</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://s3prod.weheartit.netdna-cdn.com/images/4422578/tumblr_laegb1zLj61qbjwplo1_500_large.jpg?1287260428"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 339px;" src="http://s3prod.weheartit.netdna-cdn.com/images/4422578/tumblr_laegb1zLj61qbjwplo1_500_large.jpg?1287260428" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we picked Stephen King. Here's Wednesday Wickedness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. “I tend to scare myself…”&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you scared yourself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I scared myself when I almost talked my self into a commitment based on compromise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. “Time heals all wounds…”&lt;br /&gt;What was the longest it took you to recover from an illness, injury or surgery?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am still healing from a couple of broken bonds - It shall heal with time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. “Your first impulse is to share good news. Your second is to club someone over the head with it…”&lt;br /&gt;What was the last good news you had to share?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I shared the news of a recipe success "Espresso Bavarian"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. “When it comes to the past, we all stack the deck…”&lt;br /&gt;Is there something in your past you speak highly of that was not so great while you were going through it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I talk about everything which makes who I am today - my mistakes made me stronger and better! And in everything that happened I was a culprit too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. “Do you drink? Of course! I just said I was a writer!..”&lt;br /&gt;What do you need to drink to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To do what? Write? Word Soup :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. “If you liked being a teenager, then there’s something really wrong with you…”&lt;br /&gt;What did you like about being a teenager?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I never liked being a teenager. I wasn't the mod cool teen!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. “Nobody likes a clown at midnight…”&lt;br /&gt;What do you like at midnight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I go completely insane and I can't sleep then ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. “It is the tale, not he who told it…”&lt;br /&gt;Who is your favorite teller of tales or jokes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hmmm there was a friend but no more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. “The trust of the innocent is the liar’s most useful tool…”&lt;br /&gt;Were you ever conned or fooled into a scam?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No - not that I recall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. “If fear cannot be articulated, then it can’t be conquered…”&lt;br /&gt;What do you fear?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I fear to celebrate my 30th birthday alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://jjatww.blogspot.com/" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461178542952606178" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2cobFMPcGo/S8oA80Os6eI/AAAAAAAAX5M/hAZVuMV2Fyc/s320/Wednesday+small+Logo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052038012453780909-4891688926961530746?l=fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/feeds/4891688926961530746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4052038012453780909&amp;postID=4891688926961530746' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/4891688926961530746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/4891688926961530746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/2010/10/sing-with-king.html' title='Sing with King'/><author><name>Divaa Divine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17457305933584528376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1ProeWRR3m8/TZAoxxrYZfI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/Aloauo-jtW4/s220/tumblr_lfgorlAco91qbttq4o1_500_large.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2cobFMPcGo/S8oA80Os6eI/AAAAAAAAX5M/hAZVuMV2Fyc/s72-c/Wednesday+small+Logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-4737657481062394151</id><published>2010-10-06T22:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T22:53:49.853-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wednesday'/><title type='text'>Martin Luther King, Jr. Wickedness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://th09.deviantart.net/fs45/PRE/i/2009/083/b/4/Martin_Luther_King_Jr_by_frontline_row.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 331px; height: 374px;" src="http://th09.deviantart.net/fs45/PRE/i/2009/083/b/4/Martin_Luther_King_Jr_by_frontline_row.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1. “A lie cannot live.” When was the last time you felt you were forced to lie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When I had to keep my marriage from breaking 3 years ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. “A man who won't die for something is not fit to live.” What, besides the lives of your family, would you be willing to die for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I don’t think anyone else deserves it except family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. “A right delayed is a right denied.” Are there rights or freedoms that you’d give up to be safer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yes – how about the right to step out of home to work – I sure would like to stay in and work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. “All progress is precarious, and the solution of one problem brings us face to face with another problem.” When was the last time that you solved a problem of yours just to create another?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hahaha – you think I am nuts? Of course never!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. “Faith is taking the first step even when you don't see the whole staircase.” What do you have faith in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I have faith in the UNSEEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. “I believe that unarmed truth and unconditional love will have the final word in reality. This is why right, temporarily defeated, is stronger than evil triumphant.” Do you believe things in generally will usually win out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Every beginning has a favorable end is what I say! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. “In the end, we will remember not the words of our enemies, but the silence of our friends.” When was the last time that you spoke out to help someone that you didn’t have to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A lot of situations like that occur and eventually I block them out so I don’t end up saying unnecessary stuff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. “It is not enough to say we must not wage war. It is necessary to love peace and sacrifice for it.” Do you envision a time where the United States will not be at war? Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I don’t know – if they just mind their own business&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. “Never succumb to the temptation of bitterness.” Is there anything that you are bitter about that you cannot get over?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mmm I am bitter about the future that aint coming grr!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. “Our lives begin to end the day we become silent about things that matter.” Do you take chances by speaking up even when it could cost you something?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hmmmm yes – I do take a chance and then say sorry too :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://jjatww.blogspot.com/" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461178542952606178" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2cobFMPcGo/S8oA80Os6eI/AAAAAAAAX5M/hAZVuMV2Fyc/s320/Wednesday+small+Logo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052038012453780909-4737657481062394151?l=fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/feeds/4737657481062394151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4052038012453780909&amp;postID=4737657481062394151' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/4737657481062394151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/4737657481062394151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/2010/10/martin-luther-king-jr-wickedness.html' title='Martin Luther King, Jr. Wickedness'/><author><name>Divaa Divine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17457305933584528376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1ProeWRR3m8/TZAoxxrYZfI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/Aloauo-jtW4/s220/tumblr_lfgorlAco91qbttq4o1_500_large.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2cobFMPcGo/S8oA80Os6eI/AAAAAAAAX5M/hAZVuMV2Fyc/s72-c/Wednesday+small+Logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-271995393637705444</id><published>2010-09-19T00:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T00:11:44.186-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><title type='text'>The Threesome Meme</title><content type='html'>Cheers to all of us thieves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. At what time of your life were you happiest and why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When I got married! because I found my life's next phase!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Where and when did you meet the love of your life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I met him on Orkut a very long time ago and then lost him to another woman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Favourite item of clothing ever or most treasured possession?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All my clothes, I can't pick and choose a favorite from all my favorites&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Must-have makeup or beauty item?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kohl and eyeliner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What do you think is your worst vice or fault .. honestly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i get turned off easily by people who talk nothing but negative (dunno if that is a vice or not but that is me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Would you tell your friend, if you knew her husband/wife was cheating on her/him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yes, i sure cant let a friend die ina relationship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What ambitions, wishes or desires, for your life, do you still hold close to your heart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;being a wife to a MAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Where do you see yourself five years from now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Please please, married and pregnant with a second child probably!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. If you had the choice of any talent with the penalty that you would lose a talent in exchange, what would you want to gain, and what would you be willing to loose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;too tough to think right now, some other time please :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Name three things that you do want completed in your life before retiring?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I want to travel. i want to get a higher pay raise and yes invest in insuranc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Of all of the people out there who would have been your fantasy date? Date, not romance...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hugh Jackman :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Google put another spell on you, you have just changed genders for 48 hours... what are you going to do with your 2 days?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No No No! dont want! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. If you owned your own island, and got to make it your own country, what would you call it? And why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Divaalicious! because I'd be owning it duh! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. If you rubbed the lamp and got 3 wishes, what would they be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Get me the man of my life - make us a home far away from enemies and keep a watch on those who mean harm!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What is your earliest memory of puberty?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My crush is! which lasted for 7 long years!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. If you got banished to your Island alone and could only bring 5 things, what would they be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my blackberry, shades, laptop, music system and yes my wardrobe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240707426999565698" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SLq7o24PfYI/AAAAAAAAePs/h2LvahE5h7E/s200/SundayStealing.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052038012453780909-271995393637705444?l=fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/feeds/271995393637705444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4052038012453780909&amp;postID=271995393637705444' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/271995393637705444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/271995393637705444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/2010/09/threesome-meme.html' title='The Threesome Meme'/><author><name>Divaa Divine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17457305933584528376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1ProeWRR3m8/TZAoxxrYZfI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/Aloauo-jtW4/s220/tumblr_lfgorlAco91qbttq4o1_500_large.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SLq7o24PfYI/AAAAAAAAePs/h2LvahE5h7E/s72-c/SundayStealing.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-7580204252443802343</id><published>2010-09-09T12:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T12:52:00.542-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thursday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><title type='text'>Thursday Thunks: You've Got Mail</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2cobFMPcGo/TIe3XCyuLNI/AAAAAAAAakU/umpfK58eT88/s320/l_94650_0128853_4f2fa2b1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 209px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2cobFMPcGo/TIe3XCyuLNI/AAAAAAAAakU/umpfK58eT88/s320/l_94650_0128853_4f2fa2b1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1. From whom did you get your last e-mail?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;From a Blogger Friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What is the most recent movie that you have seen in a theater?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Not been to the theater in months&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Have you ever seen a ghost?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If I'd see one I'd tell you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Ever loved someone so much it made you cry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yes! I did and I am glad I have bleak memory of it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What are you most afraid of?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am afraid God won't accept my repentance!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What do you do when you are bored?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When I am bored I do MEMES! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Other than the author of this mess of a meme, who blog are you most curious to see their answers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Whoever leaves me a comment :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Name three thing from your bucket list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Get Married&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Honeymoon every Anniversary&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Have Kids&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Who was the last person who complimented you on how you looked, that actually was a surprise?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My ex!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Do you remember Berleen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Berleen who!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What was the last concert that you attended where the band was much better than you imagined?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A Paki local band Junoon! and I am talking 1999!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What’s the next band you’re either planning to see or want to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I don't like the concerts they are too LOUD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What were the last things do you imagine that Kimber threw off the roof?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;...................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.insanitycafe.com/thursdaythunks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 143px; height: 159px;" src="http://www.insanitycafe.com/thursdaythunks.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052038012453780909-7580204252443802343?l=fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/feeds/7580204252443802343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4052038012453780909&amp;postID=7580204252443802343' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/7580204252443802343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/7580204252443802343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/2010/09/thursday-thunks-youve-got-mail.html' title='Thursday Thunks: You&apos;ve Got Mail'/><author><name>Divaa Divine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17457305933584528376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1ProeWRR3m8/TZAoxxrYZfI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/Aloauo-jtW4/s220/tumblr_lfgorlAco91qbttq4o1_500_large.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2cobFMPcGo/TIe3XCyuLNI/AAAAAAAAakU/umpfK58eT88/s72-c/l_94650_0128853_4f2fa2b1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-3001681326052751312</id><published>2010-09-08T11:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T11:51:24.416-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wednesday'/><title type='text'>Wise with William</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/3793634/tumblr_l54pvpVZie1qaaxx1o1_500_large.jpg?1283969991"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/3793634/tumblr_l54pvpVZie1qaaxx1o1_500_large.jpg?1283969991" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. “I've had lots of kids come up and ask for my autograph, I've had a grandmother stop me and ask me if I know a good place to buy underwear.” &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Where do you buy your underwear?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I call it lingerie and I buy it from where I have for 6 years :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. “I'm always open for people saying I'm wrong because most of the time I am.” &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;How often are you wrong?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Almighty 3/10 times probably!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. “Harry can paint but I can't. He has our father's talent while I, on the other hand, am about the biggest idiot on a piece of canvas. I did do a couple of drawings at Eton which were put on display. Teachers thought they were examples of modern art, but in fact, I was just trying to paint a house!” &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;What was the last thing that you drew?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drew a design for my dress which of course was more of an illustration in pencil!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. “I do think I am a country boy at heart. I love the buzz of towns and going out with friends and sitting with them drinking and whatever -- it's fun -- but, at the same time, I like space and freedom.” &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;How would you describe yourself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sober n Sarcastic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. “I remember her as being a huge inspiration to me, someone to really look up to and admire.” He’s talking about his mom. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Who do you admire?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loveeee my dad and so admire him and mommmmmmm she is just the best - so two big inspirations in the house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. “I think it's very important that you make your own decision about what you are. Therefore you're responsible for your actions, so you don't blame other people.” &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;How do you think you are about taking responsibility for your actions?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am always the first one to step up if something I do goes down in a boo boo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. “My guiding principles in life are to be honest, genuine, thoughtful and caring.” &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;What are your guiding principles?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have one principle 'be the person you seek and everything else will be perfecto!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. “Only the mad girls chase me, I think.” &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;When you were, or if you are, single: What type of people chased you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I chased the eligible sorts, with good educational backgrounds and decent looks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. “I don't deliberately select my friends because of their background. If I enjoy someone's company, then that's all that counts. I have many different friends who aren't from the same background as me and we get on really well -- it's brilliant.” &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;How do you select your friends?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't select them, they just become friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. “People say it's not ambitious, but it is actually quite ambitious wanting to help people.” &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;When was the last time that you volunteered to help people?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been forever! don't recall!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://jjatww.blogspot.com/" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461178542952606178" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2cobFMPcGo/S8oA80Os6eI/AAAAAAAAX5M/hAZVuMV2Fyc/s320/Wednesday+small+Logo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052038012453780909-3001681326052751312?l=fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/feeds/3001681326052751312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4052038012453780909&amp;postID=3001681326052751312' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/3001681326052751312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/3001681326052751312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/2010/09/wise-with-william.html' title='Wise with William'/><author><name>Divaa Divine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17457305933584528376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1ProeWRR3m8/TZAoxxrYZfI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/Aloauo-jtW4/s220/tumblr_lfgorlAco91qbttq4o1_500_large.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2cobFMPcGo/S8oA80Os6eI/AAAAAAAAX5M/hAZVuMV2Fyc/s72-c/Wednesday+small+Logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-8169651191846061536</id><published>2010-09-01T01:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T01:44:01.293-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wednesday'/><title type='text'>Mornin with Monroe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TH4OQ7IRH_I/AAAAAAAABqQ/6GbGfTYQSzA/s1600/w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 370px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TH4OQ7IRH_I/AAAAAAAABqQ/6GbGfTYQSzA/s400/w.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511858677861130226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. "I'm selfish, impatient and a little insecure. I make mistakes, I am out of control and at times hard to handle. But if you can't handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don't deserve me at my best." When are you are at you’re best?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;At my best amid pleasurable excess!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. "Imperfection is beauty, madness is genius and it's better to be absolutely ridiculous than absolutely boring." Do you ever think that you are boring?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yes I think so when my parents decline my within limits socializing with friends! And I just have to say no to them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. "A wise girl kisses but doesn't love, listens but doesn't believe, and leaves before she is left." Did you ever break off a relationship because you wanted to be the one to do it?`&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No! never been the first one!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. "It's better to be unhappy alone than unhappy with someone." Do you feel that she is correct?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I don’t think I can be unhappy with someone – it is alone that I am unhappy because happiness is a state of mind and if worded upon and developed you find a way to be happy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. "Ever notice how 'What the hell' is always the right answer?" What was the last thing that you didn’t plan on doing but then thought, “What the hell!”?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Last night’s get together with two of my besties. Just had dinner plans at the spur of the moment even when I was broke!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. "We should all start to live before we get too old. Fear is stupid. So are regrets." Do you have any major regrets?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yes I do, I am me and sometimes that gets to me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. "What do I wear in bed? Why, Chanel No. 5, of course." What do you wear to bed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I wear my Pjs and T-shirt!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. "It’s better to be hated for what you are than to be loved for what your not." Have you ever pretended to be someone you are not because it was easier?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No! I had enough of that in the past – I m totally me now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. "I am invariably late for appointments - sometimes as much as two hours. I've tried to change my ways but the things that make me late are too strong, and too pleasing." Are you usually on time for events or appointments?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am always on time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. "Keep smiling, because life is a beautiful thing and there's so much to smile about." What makes you smile?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Love makes me Smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://jjatww.blogspot.com/" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461178542952606178" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2cobFMPcGo/S8oA80Os6eI/AAAAAAAAX5M/hAZVuMV2Fyc/s320/Wednesday+small+Logo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052038012453780909-8169651191846061536?l=fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/feeds/8169651191846061536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4052038012453780909&amp;postID=8169651191846061536' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/8169651191846061536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/8169651191846061536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/2010/09/mornin-with-monroe.html' title='Mornin with Monroe'/><author><name>Divaa Divine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17457305933584528376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1ProeWRR3m8/TZAoxxrYZfI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/Aloauo-jtW4/s220/tumblr_lfgorlAco91qbttq4o1_500_large.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TH4OQ7IRH_I/AAAAAAAABqQ/6GbGfTYQSzA/s72-c/w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-9115214623907986032</id><published>2010-08-31T02:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T02:28:00.499-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><title type='text'>Day 30 — A lovely color but ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/THTiTeYsBcI/AAAAAAAABmQ/gXpVnuFZpxo/s1600/tumblr_l45j18EPw61qcrrito1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/THTiTeYsBcI/AAAAAAAABmQ/gXpVnuFZpxo/s400/tumblr_l45j18EPw61qcrrito1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509277068382963138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;... I'll never use it for nail paint&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052038012453780909-9115214623907986032?l=fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/feeds/9115214623907986032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4052038012453780909&amp;postID=9115214623907986032' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/9115214623907986032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/9115214623907986032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-30-lovely-color-but.html' title='Day 30 — A lovely color but ...'/><author><name>Divaa Divine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17457305933584528376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1ProeWRR3m8/TZAoxxrYZfI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/Aloauo-jtW4/s220/tumblr_lfgorlAco91qbttq4o1_500_large.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/THTiTeYsBcI/AAAAAAAABmQ/gXpVnuFZpxo/s72-c/tumblr_l45j18EPw61qcrrito1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-1903199205970840095</id><published>2010-08-30T22:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T22:47:43.837-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><title type='text'>Day 29 — Hopes, dreams and plans for 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bridalbuzz.dmagazine.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/07/ring.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 333px; height: 500px;" src="http://bridalbuzz.dmagazine.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/07/ring.bmp" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am hoping to have a start to EVER AFTER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dream to wake up next to him probably end of this year or mid next year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I plan to make babies as we grow together :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052038012453780909-1903199205970840095?l=fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1ProeWRR3m8/TZAoxxrYZfI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/Aloauo-jtW4/s220/tumblr_lfgorlAco91qbttq4o1_500_large.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-1451001804261677173</id><published>2010-08-29T02:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T02:25:00.585-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><title type='text'>Day 28 — Your favorite place to shop</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/THThs-TTePI/AAAAAAAABmI/N8I4OfG4f14/s1600/tumblr_l4fbac3Zto1qc7yico1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/THThs-TTePI/AAAAAAAABmI/N8I4OfG4f14/s400/tumblr_l4fbac3Zto1qc7yico1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509276406935419122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052038012453780909-1451001804261677173?l=fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/feeds/1451001804261677173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4052038012453780909&amp;postID=1451001804261677173' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/1451001804261677173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/1451001804261677173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-28-your-favorite-place-to-shop.html' title='Day 28 — Your favorite place to shop'/><author><name>Divaa Divine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17457305933584528376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1ProeWRR3m8/TZAoxxrYZfI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/Aloauo-jtW4/s220/tumblr_lfgorlAco91qbttq4o1_500_large.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/THThs-TTePI/AAAAAAAABmI/N8I4OfG4f14/s72-c/tumblr_l4fbac3Zto1qc7yico1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-3085730678475316826</id><published>2010-08-28T02:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T02:22:00.328-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><title type='text'>Day 27 — Your essence is</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/THThTkLEGHI/AAAAAAAABmA/H9MnfeluxY8/s1600/tumblr_l6bbmmQy0Z1qze11co1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 363px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/THThTkLEGHI/AAAAAAAABmA/H9MnfeluxY8/s400/tumblr_l6bbmmQy0Z1qze11co1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509275970424805490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052038012453780909-3085730678475316826?l=fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/feeds/3085730678475316826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4052038012453780909&amp;postID=3085730678475316826' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/3085730678475316826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/3085730678475316826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-27-your-essence-is.html' title='Day 27 — Your essence is'/><author><name>Divaa Divine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17457305933584528376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1ProeWRR3m8/TZAoxxrYZfI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/Aloauo-jtW4/s220/tumblr_lfgorlAco91qbttq4o1_500_large.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/THThTkLEGHI/AAAAAAAABmA/H9MnfeluxY8/s72-c/tumblr_l6bbmmQy0Z1qze11co1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-9064916663117758522</id><published>2010-08-27T01:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T01:58:00.147-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><title type='text'>Day 26 — Describe your week</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l6euay1RjV1qad17po1_400.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 294px;" src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l6euay1RjV1qad17po1_400.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am skipping the details and you how my past week was in minimum words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sulking&lt;/span&gt; Sunday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Mourning &lt;/span&gt;Monday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tantalizing&lt;/span&gt; Tuesday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Wishful&lt;/span&gt; Wednesday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thankful&lt;/span&gt; Thursday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Fiery&lt;/span&gt; Friday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sober&lt;/span&gt; Saturday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;You get the picture right? :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052038012453780909-9064916663117758522?l=fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/feeds/9064916663117758522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4052038012453780909&amp;postID=9064916663117758522' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/9064916663117758522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/9064916663117758522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-26-describe-your-week.html' title='Day 26 — Describe your week'/><author><name>Divaa Divine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17457305933584528376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1ProeWRR3m8/TZAoxxrYZfI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/Aloauo-jtW4/s220/tumblr_lfgorlAco91qbttq4o1_500_large.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-9027828253360860160</id><published>2010-08-26T12:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T12:55:00.369-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><title type='text'>Day 25 — What are you waiting for</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/THTgIfU7JmI/AAAAAAAABl4/QPplSEP_Aho/s1600/tumblr_kzhu8wep8k1qza6kro1_400_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/THTgIfU7JmI/AAAAAAAABl4/QPplSEP_Aho/s400/tumblr_kzhu8wep8k1qza6kro1_400_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509274680633796194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052038012453780909-9027828253360860160?l=fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/feeds/9027828253360860160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4052038012453780909&amp;postID=9027828253360860160' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/9027828253360860160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/9027828253360860160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-25-what-are-you-waiting-for.html' title='Day 25 — What are you waiting for'/><author><name>Divaa Divine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17457305933584528376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1ProeWRR3m8/TZAoxxrYZfI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/Aloauo-jtW4/s220/tumblr_lfgorlAco91qbttq4o1_500_large.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/THTgIfU7JmI/AAAAAAAABl4/QPplSEP_Aho/s72-c/tumblr_kzhu8wep8k1qza6kro1_400_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-4784780632487685214</id><published>2010-08-25T01:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T01:14:00.215-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><title type='text'>Day 24 — Whatever tickles your fancy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/THN_EWhbneI/AAAAAAAABlw/ANmBhZtaWuo/s1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/THN_EWhbneI/AAAAAAAABlw/ANmBhZtaWuo/s400/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508886481946254818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Another day to quote what tickles my fancy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052038012453780909-4784780632487685214?l=fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/feeds/4784780632487685214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4052038012453780909&amp;postID=4784780632487685214' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/4784780632487685214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/4784780632487685214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-24-whatever-tickles-your-fancy_25.html' title='Day 24 — Whatever tickles your fancy'/><author><name>Divaa Divine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17457305933584528376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1ProeWRR3m8/TZAoxxrYZfI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/Aloauo-jtW4/s220/tumblr_lfgorlAco91qbttq4o1_500_large.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail 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height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0Yz4jogadxI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0Yz4jogadxI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052038012453780909-2884105725263423065?l=fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/feeds/2884105725263423065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4052038012453780909&amp;postID=2884105725263423065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/2884105725263423065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/2884105725263423065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-24-whatever-tickles-your-fancy.html' title='Day 23 — A YouTube video'/><author><name>Divaa Divine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17457305933584528376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1ProeWRR3m8/TZAoxxrYZfI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/Aloauo-jtW4/s220/tumblr_lfgorlAco91qbttq4o1_500_large.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-7367206965898855816</id><published>2010-08-23T23:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T23:14:00.318-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><title type='text'>Day 22 — A website</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TGt66y2sZXI/AAAAAAAABkA/Ti0DFlVYVa4/s1600/a_hobby__by_Neyla25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 294px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TGt66y2sZXI/AAAAAAAABkA/Ti0DFlVYVa4/s400/a_hobby__by_Neyla25.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506630119892739442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(C) http://neyla25.deviantart.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;D E V I A N T A R T . C O M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052038012453780909-7367206965898855816?l=fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/feeds/7367206965898855816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4052038012453780909&amp;postID=7367206965898855816' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/7367206965898855816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/7367206965898855816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-22-website.html' title='Day 22 — A website'/><author><name>Divaa Divine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17457305933584528376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1ProeWRR3m8/TZAoxxrYZfI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/Aloauo-jtW4/s220/tumblr_lfgorlAco91qbttq4o1_500_large.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TGt66y2sZXI/AAAAAAAABkA/Ti0DFlVYVa4/s72-c/a_hobby__by_Neyla25.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-2000771698815276671</id><published>2010-08-22T23:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T23:10:00.082-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><title type='text'>Day 21 — A recipe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TGt5_Gb1e8I/AAAAAAAABj4/ZFWllvpXbv4/s1600/chicken,recipe-be7dc777a963549e3eb550b3fc4da5bf_h.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TGt5_Gb1e8I/AAAAAAAABj4/ZFWllvpXbv4/s400/chicken,recipe-be7dc777a963549e3eb550b3fc4da5bf_h.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506629094356646850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ingredients:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2lbs boneless skinless chicken breasts (cut into 1” chunks)&lt;br /&gt;2 cups flour&lt;br /&gt;5 teaspoons cornstarch (divided)&lt;br /&gt;2 teaspoons baking soda&lt;br /&gt;3 eggs (beaten)&lt;br /&gt;oil (for frying)&lt;br /&gt;Sauce-&lt;br /&gt;2 cups chicken broth&lt;br /&gt;2 tablespoons oyster sauce&lt;br /&gt;1 tablespoon sugar&lt;br /&gt;2 tablespoons soy sauce&lt;br /&gt;1 teaspoon pepper&lt;br /&gt;1 large green pepper (sliced)&lt;br /&gt;1 large onion  (sliced)&lt;br /&gt;2 cups cashews&lt;br /&gt;1/3 cup green onions (chopped)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:'Calibri','sans-serif';font-size:11pt;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;Cooking Instructions:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:'Calibri','sans-serif';font-size:11pt;"  &gt;&lt;img src="http://blogchef.net/wp-content/uploads/2008/09/cashew_chicken_4.jpg" alt="Cashew Chicken" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://blogchef.net/wp-content/uploads/2008/09/cashew_chicken_5.jpg" alt="Cashew Chicken" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:'Calibri','sans-serif';font-size:11pt;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:'Calibri','sans-serif';font-size:11pt;"  &gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Step 1:&lt;/strong&gt; In a bowl mix flour, baking soda and 1 teaspoon of cornstarch. In another bowl beat the eggs. Dip chicken pieces first then the flour mixture, then in the egg mixture and then again in the flour mixture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Step 2: &lt;/strong&gt;Fry in oil in a wok or in a deep fryer at 350 degrees in batches until golden brown.&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Drain on paper towels.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:'Calibri','sans-serif';font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:'Calibri','sans-serif';font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;img src="http://blogchef.net/wp-content/uploads/2008/09/cashew_chicken_6.jpg" alt="Cashew Chicken" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://blogchef.net/wp-content/uploads/2008/09/cashew_chicken_7.jpg" alt="Cashew Chicken" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:'Calibri','sans-serif';font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Step 3: &lt;/strong&gt;Heat a tiny bit of oil in the wok and stir fry green pepper and onions for 2-3 minutes. Remove from wok and set aside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:'Calibri','sans-serif';font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:'Calibri','sans-serif';font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;img src="http://blogchef.net/wp-content/uploads/2008/09/cashew_chicken_8.jpg" alt="Cashew Chicken" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://blogchef.net/wp-content/uploads/2008/09/cashew_chicken_9.jpg" alt="Cashew Chicken" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:'Calibri','sans-serif';font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Step 4:&lt;/strong&gt; To make the sauce- in a bowl mix chicken broth, oyster sauce, soy sauce, sugar, pepper, and 4 tablespoons of cornstarch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:'Calibri','sans-serif';font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Step 5:&lt;/strong&gt; Pour sauce into wok and cook over medium heat stirring until well blended and sauce thickens. In a bowl pour sauce over chicken pieces, add green peppers and onions. Mix well and garnish with cashews and green onions. Serve with white rice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052038012453780909-2000771698815276671?l=fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/feeds/2000771698815276671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4052038012453780909&amp;postID=2000771698815276671' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/2000771698815276671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/2000771698815276671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-21-recipe.html' title='Day 21 — A recipe'/><author><name>Divaa Divine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17457305933584528376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1ProeWRR3m8/TZAoxxrYZfI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/Aloauo-jtW4/s220/tumblr_lfgorlAco91qbttq4o1_500_large.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TGt5_Gb1e8I/AAAAAAAABj4/ZFWllvpXbv4/s72-c/chicken,recipe-be7dc777a963549e3eb550b3fc4da5bf_h.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-6451520612512235465</id><published>2010-08-21T23:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T23:00:00.884-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><title type='text'>Day 20 — A hobby of yours</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TGt4snTcKEI/AAAAAAAABjw/8ku-UpiAkuU/s1600/62101883_tumblr_l6bl8rdxQI1qzahuvo1_500_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 270px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TGt4snTcKEI/AAAAAAAABjw/8ku-UpiAkuU/s400/62101883_tumblr_l6bl8rdxQI1qzahuvo1_500_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506627677250660418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TGt4sUWlL9I/AAAAAAAABjo/7gCGUiLRmr8/s1600/4659340862_8222302b8f_z_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 287px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TGt4sUWlL9I/AAAAAAAABjo/7gCGUiLRmr8/s400/4659340862_8222302b8f_z_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506627672163561426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TGt4r_obV-I/AAAAAAAABjg/bOwmOqW2XTM/s1600/tumblr_l6auu6YQlG1qzivgzo1_500_large.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 274px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TGt4r_obV-I/AAAAAAAABjg/bOwmOqW2XTM/s400/tumblr_l6auu6YQlG1qzivgzo1_500_large.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506627666601269218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TGt4rv1n06I/AAAAAAAABjY/7dyt_bqwPzk/s1600/4528364581_c8c61fc5c4_o_d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 259px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TGt4rv1n06I/AAAAAAAABjY/7dyt_bqwPzk/s400/4528364581_c8c61fc5c4_o_d.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506627662361645986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GETTING INSANE IN THE RAIN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052038012453780909-6451520612512235465?l=fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/feeds/6451520612512235465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4052038012453780909&amp;postID=6451520612512235465' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/6451520612512235465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/6451520612512235465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-20-hobby-of-yours.html' title='Day 20 — A hobby of yours'/><author><name>Divaa Divine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17457305933584528376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1ProeWRR3m8/TZAoxxrYZfI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/Aloauo-jtW4/s220/tumblr_lfgorlAco91qbttq4o1_500_large.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TGt4snTcKEI/AAAAAAAABjw/8ku-UpiAkuU/s72-c/62101883_tumblr_l6bl8rdxQI1qzahuvo1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-5868672577500836982</id><published>2010-08-20T22:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T22:50:00.469-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><title type='text'>Day 19 — A talent of yours</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TGt2_4kmkSI/AAAAAAAABiw/uKaDe39kXKg/s1600/tumblr_l4qsfwZ1641qzcxcbo1_400_large+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TGt2_4kmkSI/AAAAAAAABiw/uKaDe39kXKg/s400/tumblr_l4qsfwZ1641qzcxcbo1_400_large+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506625809280307490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052038012453780909-5868672577500836982?l=fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/feeds/5868672577500836982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4052038012453780909&amp;postID=5868672577500836982' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/5868672577500836982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/5868672577500836982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-19-talent-of-yours.html' title='Day 19 — A talent of yours'/><author><name>Divaa Divine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17457305933584528376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1ProeWRR3m8/TZAoxxrYZfI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/Aloauo-jtW4/s220/tumblr_lfgorlAco91qbttq4o1_500_large.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TGt2_4kmkSI/AAAAAAAABiw/uKaDe39kXKg/s72-c/tumblr_l4qsfwZ1641qzcxcbo1_400_large+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-1504319777232363096</id><published>2010-08-19T22:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T22:44:00.560-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><title type='text'>Day 18 — Designer that leaves you oohhh lala</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TGt0lDY8PBI/AAAAAAAABio/rVzLi_QWp78/s1600/00200big_320x480.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TGt0lDY8PBI/AAAAAAAABio/rVzLi_QWp78/s400/00200big_320x480.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506623149304462354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TGt0kxKwfTI/AAAAAAAABig/ZtMV6NUc7HI/s1600/00190big_320x480.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TGt0kxKwfTI/AAAAAAAABig/ZtMV6NUc7HI/s400/00190big_320x480.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506623144413134130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TGt0kp5zrkI/AAAAAAAABiY/o-yvTOuFOds/s1600/00040f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TGt0kp5zrkI/AAAAAAAABiY/o-yvTOuFOds/s400/00040f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506623142462991938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TGt0kCAIaiI/AAAAAAAABiQ/uDbUaZpM9_w/s1600/00030big_320x480.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TGt0kCAIaiI/AAAAAAAABiQ/uDbUaZpM9_w/s400/00030big_320x480.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506623131752098338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TGt0j_s_tPI/AAAAAAAABiI/h460VvoVYmI/s1600/00020f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TGt0j_s_tPI/AAAAAAAABiI/h460VvoVYmI/s400/00020f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506623131134964978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Elie Saab&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052038012453780909-1504319777232363096?l=fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/feeds/1504319777232363096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4052038012453780909&amp;postID=1504319777232363096' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/1504319777232363096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/1504319777232363096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-18-designer-that-leaves-you-oohhh.html' title='Day 18 — Designer that leaves you oohhh lala'/><author><name>Divaa Divine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17457305933584528376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1ProeWRR3m8/TZAoxxrYZfI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/Aloauo-jtW4/s220/tumblr_lfgorlAco91qbttq4o1_500_large.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TGt0lDY8PBI/AAAAAAAABio/rVzLi_QWp78/s72-c/00200big_320x480.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-821444239401184829</id><published>2010-08-18T22:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T22:33:00.912-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><title type='text'>Day 17 — An art piece (painting, drawing, sculpture, etc.)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TGtx3a-GtuI/AAAAAAAABiA/aWrU-glw03Y/s1600/Flickr-VanGogh-JFRichard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 335px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TGtx3a-GtuI/AAAAAAAABiA/aWrU-glw03Y/s400/Flickr-VanGogh-JFRichard.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506620166337115874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Starry Night by Vincent van Gogh (1889). Oil on canvas, 29x36 1/4" (73.7x92.1 cm). In the collection of Moma, New York.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052038012453780909-821444239401184829?l=fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/feeds/821444239401184829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4052038012453780909&amp;postID=821444239401184829' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/821444239401184829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/821444239401184829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-17-art-piece-painting-drawing.html' title='Day 17 — An art piece (painting, drawing, sculpture, etc.)'/><author><name>Divaa Divine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17457305933584528376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1ProeWRR3m8/TZAoxxrYZfI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/Aloauo-jtW4/s220/tumblr_lfgorlAco91qbttq4o1_500_large.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TGtx3a-GtuI/AAAAAAAABiA/aWrU-glw03Y/s72-c/Flickr-VanGogh-JFRichard.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-5134541865551934546</id><published>2010-08-17T02:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T02:53:00.451-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><title type='text'>Day 16 — A song that makes you cry (or nearly)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ak.buy.com/db_assets/large_images/685/60143685.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 500px;" src="http://ak.buy.com/db_assets/large_images/685/60143685.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;IRIS - &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-scESgTnoUM"&gt;GOO GOO DOLLS&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'd give up forever to touch you&lt;br /&gt;Cause I know that you feel me somehow&lt;br /&gt;You're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be&lt;br /&gt;And I don't want to go home right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all I can taste is this moment&lt;br /&gt;And all I can breathe is your life&lt;br /&gt;Cause sooner or later it's over&lt;br /&gt;I just don't want to miss you tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't want the world to see me&lt;br /&gt;Cause I don't think that they'd understand&lt;br /&gt;When everything's made to be broken&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to know who I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;You Know the rest :) If not watch it now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052038012453780909-5134541865551934546?l=fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/feeds/5134541865551934546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4052038012453780909&amp;postID=5134541865551934546' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/5134541865551934546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/5134541865551934546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-16-song-that-makes-you-cry-or.html' title='Day 16 — A song that makes you cry (or nearly)'/><author><name>Divaa Divine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17457305933584528376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1ProeWRR3m8/TZAoxxrYZfI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/Aloauo-jtW4/s220/tumblr_lfgorlAco91qbttq4o1_500_large.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-1156614663546899222</id><published>2010-08-16T02:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T02:51:00.301-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><title type='text'>Day 15 — A fanfic</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TGUVwU7LXII/AAAAAAAABhA/lvrYInGHTDM/s1600/ella.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TGUVwU7LXII/AAAAAAAABhA/lvrYInGHTDM/s400/ella.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504830039525121154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TGUVwnK7-II/AAAAAAAABhI/A5bdF1Zwk-I/s1600/ella_enchanted_04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TGUVwnK7-II/AAAAAAAABhI/A5bdF1Zwk-I/s400/ella_enchanted_04.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504830044423059586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If you haven't read or watched it - you should - NOW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052038012453780909-1156614663546899222?l=fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/feeds/1156614663546899222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4052038012453780909&amp;postID=1156614663546899222' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/1156614663546899222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/1156614663546899222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-15-fanfic.html' title='Day 15 — A fanfic'/><author><name>Divaa Divine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17457305933584528376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1ProeWRR3m8/TZAoxxrYZfI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/Aloauo-jtW4/s220/tumblr_lfgorlAco91qbttq4o1_500_large.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TGUVwU7LXII/AAAAAAAABhA/lvrYInGHTDM/s72-c/ella.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-4723227795388615179</id><published>2010-08-15T02:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T13:13:25.611-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><title type='text'>Day 14 — A non-fictional book</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TGUSEQMOdAI/AAAAAAAABg4/aguqzFTc8DQ/s1600/tumblr_l4zzcfxVnC1qc4obho1_500_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504825983805322242" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TGUSEQMOdAI/AAAAAAAABg4/aguqzFTc8DQ/s400/tumblr_l4zzcfxVnC1qc4obho1_500_large.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man and bitch live happily ever after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I need say anything more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book is a lesson in avoiding self-absorbed women that are really watching &lt;em&gt;Gilmore Girls &lt;/em&gt;reruns as they pretend to lead much more fulfilling lives. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052038012453780909-4723227795388615179?l=fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/feeds/4723227795388615179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4052038012453780909&amp;postID=4723227795388615179' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/4723227795388615179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/4723227795388615179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-14-non-fictional-book.html' title='Day 14 — A non-fictional book'/><author><name>Divaa Divine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17457305933584528376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1ProeWRR3m8/TZAoxxrYZfI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/Aloauo-jtW4/s220/tumblr_lfgorlAco91qbttq4o1_500_large.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TGUSEQMOdAI/AAAAAAAABg4/aguqzFTc8DQ/s72-c/tumblr_l4zzcfxVnC1qc4obho1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-2256679391040180476</id><published>2010-08-14T02:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T02:29:00.706-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><title type='text'>Day 13 — A fictional book</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TGURIUvJH-I/AAAAAAAABgw/ZbdWKp0nJMw/s1600/x_ee4bddaf_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TGURIUvJH-I/AAAAAAAABgw/ZbdWKp0nJMw/s400/x_ee4bddaf_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504824954233364450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book I wrote :D "Unfaithful Love"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not many know about it but as much as the characters are real - it still is based in fiction :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not everything can be revealed now can it - just to give you an idea ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ready for Romance?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At the age of Nineteen, Caroline Cole was wildly&lt;br /&gt;infatuated with Matt Bradyn. But that was just a&lt;br /&gt;teenage crush and now, almost five years later, she's in&lt;br /&gt;love—truly in love—with the one whom she thought&lt;br /&gt;was just another friend, Jeff Travis. But everyone,&lt;br /&gt;including Jeff, believes she's just carrying an&lt;br /&gt;infatuation! Caroline believes that she has finally&lt;br /&gt;embraced her womanhood and love it is for her only if&lt;br /&gt;it has Jeff in the picture..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ready for Marriage?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jeff has a woman he avowed to marry five years before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;fate bought him Caroline… Jeff is in love with Susan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Baker. Her fate together with Jeff is a little uncertain,&lt;br /&gt;while Jeff is making it possible every minute. Caroline&lt;br /&gt;wants a possibility with Jeff. There is love, there is lust&lt;br /&gt;and there are a whole lot of possibilities for the two to&lt;br /&gt;be together, yet fate has other plans. Caroline wants to&lt;br /&gt;have a chance with Jeff…. May it just be unfaithful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;love….&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052038012453780909-2256679391040180476?l=fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/feeds/2256679391040180476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4052038012453780909&amp;postID=2256679391040180476' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/2256679391040180476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/2256679391040180476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-13-fictional-book.html' title='Day 13 — A fictional book'/><author><name>Divaa Divine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17457305933584528376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1ProeWRR3m8/TZAoxxrYZfI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/Aloauo-jtW4/s220/tumblr_lfgorlAco91qbttq4o1_500_large.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TGURIUvJH-I/AAAAAAAABgw/ZbdWKp0nJMw/s72-c/x_ee4bddaf_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-3975372779490067367</id><published>2010-08-13T02:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T02:29:21.794-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><title type='text'>Day 11 — A photo that makes you drool</title><content type='html'>Continued from &lt;a href="http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/2010/08/30-days-challenge.html"&gt;30 Days Challenge&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TGUP3rmtnWI/AAAAAAAABgg/jMTEDeZZjXw/s1600/George__Gina__amp__Lucy_Sexy_Strappy_Bag_in_Grey_Green.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 338px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TGUP3rmtnWI/AAAAAAAABgg/jMTEDeZZjXw/s400/George__Gina__amp__Lucy_Sexy_Strappy_Bag_in_Grey_Green.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504823568802618722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My imagination runs wild when I see this pic. Don't know what is it but I yearn for this object in the picture - call me materialistic but a girl's got have the best bag :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052038012453780909-3975372779490067367?l=fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/feeds/3975372779490067367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4052038012453780909&amp;postID=3975372779490067367' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/3975372779490067367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/3975372779490067367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-11-photo-that-makes-you-drool.html' title='Day 11 — A photo that makes you drool'/><author><name>Divaa Divine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17457305933584528376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1ProeWRR3m8/TZAoxxrYZfI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/Aloauo-jtW4/s220/tumblr_lfgorlAco91qbttq4o1_500_large.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TGUP3rmtnWI/AAAAAAAABgg/jMTEDeZZjXw/s72-c/George__Gina__amp__Lucy_Sexy_Strappy_Bag_in_Grey_Green.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-8714035617697482595</id><published>2010-08-12T01:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T01:05:00.202-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><title type='text'>Day 10 — A photo you just can't help sighing at</title><content type='html'>Continued from &lt;a href="http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/2010/08/30-days-challenge.html"&gt;30 Days Challenge&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And this I just can't wait to embrace - I keep sighing at it - live or in a picture :( but I keep this one close - something about it is way too sigh - fulllll :D in a greattttttttt way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFfOtLzTuAI/AAAAAAAABag/S1sH09a3ZqU/s1600/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 284px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFfOtLzTuAI/AAAAAAAABag/S1sH09a3ZqU/s400/1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501092745513777154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I just cant wait to make moments like this of my own :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052038012453780909-8714035617697482595?l=fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/feeds/8714035617697482595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4052038012453780909&amp;postID=8714035617697482595' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/8714035617697482595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/8714035617697482595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-10-photo-you-just-cant-help-sighing.html' title='Day 10 — A photo you just can&apos;t help sighing at'/><author><name>Divaa Divine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17457305933584528376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1ProeWRR3m8/TZAoxxrYZfI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/Aloauo-jtW4/s220/tumblr_lfgorlAco91qbttq4o1_500_large.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFfOtLzTuAI/AAAAAAAABag/S1sH09a3ZqU/s72-c/1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-5217316401633631905</id><published>2010-08-11T01:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T01:01:00.477-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><title type='text'>Day 09 — A photo you took</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFfNgCAP9SI/AAAAAAAABaY/s2a050vx8jc/s1600/x2_219093e.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Continued from &lt;a href="http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/2010/08/30-days-challenge.html"&gt;30 Days Challenge&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thanks to my Blackberry I now can randomly snap around whenever I want to :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the snaps are from the rainy day :D from inside my car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFfNgCAP9SI/AAAAAAAABaY/s2a050vx8jc/s1600/x2_219093e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFfNgCAP9SI/AAAAAAAABaY/s2a050vx8jc/s400/x2_219093e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501091420033774882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The backview&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFfNf_nR46I/AAAAAAAABaQ/jL_UqQxqpys/s1600/x2_2190a07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFfNf_nR46I/AAAAAAAABaQ/jL_UqQxqpys/s400/x2_2190a07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501091419392172962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The front view&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052038012453780909-5217316401633631905?l=fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/feeds/5217316401633631905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4052038012453780909&amp;postID=5217316401633631905' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/5217316401633631905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/5217316401633631905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-09-photo-you-took.html' title='Day 09 — A photo you took'/><author><name>Divaa Divine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17457305933584528376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1ProeWRR3m8/TZAoxxrYZfI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/Aloauo-jtW4/s220/tumblr_lfgorlAco91qbttq4o1_500_large.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFfNgCAP9SI/AAAAAAAABaY/s2a050vx8jc/s72-c/x2_219093e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-4523271546376725387</id><published>2010-08-10T11:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T11:57:00.416-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><title type='text'>Day 08 — A photo that makes you angry/sad</title><content type='html'>Continued from &lt;a href="http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/2010/08/30-days-challenge.html"&gt;30 Days Challenge&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And I had to really think hard for this one - but then considering the moment where I am on a sugar free and carb free diet - this really is annoying me lately!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFfMhkfrE6I/AAAAAAAABaI/JN5YATh39wk/s1600/3529394542_d5a2fc68ed_o_d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 381px; height: 348px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFfMhkfrE6I/AAAAAAAABaI/JN5YATh39wk/s400/3529394542_d5a2fc68ed_o_d.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501090346960622498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ingredients:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;2 cups Yoplait® Fat Free plain or Yoplait® 99% Fat Free creamy vanilla yogurt&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 bag (10 oz) Cascadian Farm® frozen organic strawberries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2 tablespoons orange juice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 tablespoon honey&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. In blender, place ingredients. Cover; blend on medium speed until smooth. Add more honey to taste if desired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Pour into 3 glasses. Serve immediately.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052038012453780909-4523271546376725387?l=fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/feeds/4523271546376725387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4052038012453780909&amp;postID=4523271546376725387' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/4523271546376725387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/4523271546376725387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-08-photo-that-makes-you-angrysad.html' title='Day 08 — A photo that makes you angry/sad'/><author><name>Divaa Divine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17457305933584528376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1ProeWRR3m8/TZAoxxrYZfI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/Aloauo-jtW4/s220/tumblr_lfgorlAco91qbttq4o1_500_large.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFfMhkfrE6I/AAAAAAAABaI/JN5YATh39wk/s72-c/3529394542_d5a2fc68ed_o_d.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-7504629291863065117</id><published>2010-08-09T00:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T00:49:00.666-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><title type='text'>Day 07 — A photo that makes you happy</title><content type='html'>Continued from &lt;a href="http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/2010/08/30-days-challenge.html"&gt;30 Days Challenge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is it - the picture that makes me the happiest :D and I just can't wait to be part of it for once and always! When there is hope there is happiness :) and I am still hopeful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;InshaAllah good things come to those who wait - I gotta wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFfLqinSzFI/AAAAAAAABaA/DhwTuxJbKx0/s1600/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 258px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFfLqinSzFI/AAAAAAAABaA/DhwTuxJbKx0/s400/5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501089401562909778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052038012453780909-7504629291863065117?l=fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/feeds/7504629291863065117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4052038012453780909&amp;postID=7504629291863065117' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/7504629291863065117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/7504629291863065117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-07-photo-that-makes-you-happy.html' title='Day 07 — A photo that makes you happy'/><author><name>Divaa Divine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17457305933584528376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1ProeWRR3m8/TZAoxxrYZfI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/Aloauo-jtW4/s220/tumblr_lfgorlAco91qbttq4o1_500_large.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFfLqinSzFI/AAAAAAAABaA/DhwTuxJbKx0/s72-c/5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-8687250380942212248</id><published>2010-08-08T00:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T00:42:00.318-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><title type='text'>Day 06 — Whatever tickles your fancy</title><content type='html'>Continued from &lt;a href="http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/2010/08/30-days-challenge.html"&gt;30 Days Challenge&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yes it tickles my fancy and fantasy both :P I just can't wait for marriage and then my honeymoon for life :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a aiotarget="false" aiotitle="" onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFfJhvpksAI/AAAAAAAABZY/GXrKNJpO5aw/s1600/honeymoon1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 380px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFfJhvpksAI/AAAAAAAABZY/GXrKNJpO5aw/s400/honeymoon1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501087051420053506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFfJiMPM-FI/AAAAAAAABZg/pgZczS5CWu8/s1600/breakfast-in-bed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 275px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFfJiMPM-FI/AAAAAAAABZg/pgZczS5CWu8/s400/breakfast-in-bed.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501087059094075474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFfJimchKeI/AAAAAAAABZo/zkNvW1oT3uU/s1600/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 368px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFfJimchKeI/AAAAAAAABZo/zkNvW1oT3uU/s400/4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501087066129246690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFfJi2hlTcI/AAAAAAAABZw/RleEcRIMWes/s1600/tumblr_l5208owVHa1qzd0s7o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFfJi2hlTcI/AAAAAAAABZw/RleEcRIMWes/s400/tumblr_l5208owVHa1qzd0s7o1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501087070445456834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFfJjNgL-cI/AAAAAAAABZ4/cvyAnQ_augs/s1600/philadelphia-hotel-jacuzzi-in-room7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFfJjNgL-cI/AAAAAAAABZ4/cvyAnQ_augs/s400/philadelphia-hotel-jacuzzi-in-room7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501087076613618114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052038012453780909-8687250380942212248?l=fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/feeds/8687250380942212248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4052038012453780909&amp;postID=8687250380942212248' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/8687250380942212248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/8687250380942212248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-06-whatever-tickles-your-fancy.html' title='Day 06 — Whatever tickles your fancy'/><author><name>Divaa Divine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17457305933584528376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1ProeWRR3m8/TZAoxxrYZfI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/Aloauo-jtW4/s220/tumblr_lfgorlAco91qbttq4o1_500_large.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFfJhvpksAI/AAAAAAAABZY/GXrKNJpO5aw/s72-c/honeymoon1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-755549945186895820</id><published>2010-08-07T00:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T00:15:00.115-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><title type='text'>Day 05 — Your favorite quote</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFfDzyGJGrI/AAAAAAAABZQ/hHCDPl1-k4E/s1600/tumblr_l47vkn7ihl1qzh73lo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continued from &lt;a href="http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/2010/08/30-days-challenge.html"&gt;30 days challenge&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And again the tough one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In such a long life how could I have just one favorite quote? Ok maybe I could limit this to the favorite quote at this moment :P Sorry but I can't do favoritism :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFfDzyGJGrI/AAAAAAAABZQ/hHCDPl1-k4E/s1600/tumblr_l47vkn7ihl1qzh73lo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFfDzyGJGrI/AAAAAAAABZQ/hHCDPl1-k4E/s400/tumblr_l47vkn7ihl1qzh73lo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501080764244630194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'Honesty is the first chapter in the book of wisdom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thomas Jefferson said so :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I believe so!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And this day and age many have weird interpretations of it - if you have one let me know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052038012453780909-755549945186895820?l=fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/feeds/755549945186895820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4052038012453780909&amp;postID=755549945186895820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/755549945186895820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/755549945186895820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-05-your-favorite-quote.html' title='Day 05 — Your favorite quote'/><author><name>Divaa Divine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17457305933584528376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1ProeWRR3m8/TZAoxxrYZfI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/Aloauo-jtW4/s220/tumblr_lfgorlAco91qbttq4o1_500_large.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFfDzyGJGrI/AAAAAAAABZQ/hHCDPl1-k4E/s72-c/tumblr_l47vkn7ihl1qzh73lo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-3840214013612283792</id><published>2010-08-06T23:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T23:53:00.492-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><title type='text'>Day 04 — Your favorite book</title><content type='html'>Continued from 30 day challenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so the big moment for the book - I have so many favorites when it comes to books. Every one of the reads has impacted my life in a way that I just cant get over em. I will not tell you my most favorite but surely enlighten you about the ones I hold really dear to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFfAabLQ87I/AAAAAAAABZI/Xf8P8rBFK2o/s1600/ps-i-love-you-51.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 219px; height: 351px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFfAabLQ87I/AAAAAAAABZI/Xf8P8rBFK2o/s400/ps-i-love-you-51.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501077030060487602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFfAaK9F5kI/AAAAAAAABZA/ElIVvNaAaus/s1600/NIR_UK.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 301px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFfAaK9F5kI/AAAAAAAABZA/ElIVvNaAaus/s400/NIR_UK.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501077025706075714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFfAZ5wS3bI/AAAAAAAABY4/Z35KUYjEsUI/s1600/n223612.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFfAZ5wS3bI/AAAAAAAABY4/Z35KUYjEsUI/s400/n223612.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501077021088996786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFfAZZHVKMI/AAAAAAAABYw/yTCCxLADveY/s1600/n67581.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 263px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFfAZZHVKMI/AAAAAAAABYw/yTCCxLADveY/s400/n67581.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501077012327246018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFfAZGAnHZI/AAAAAAAABYo/4QwbUXKFfU8/s1600/n62179.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 248px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFfAZGAnHZI/AAAAAAAABYo/4QwbUXKFfU8/s400/n62179.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501077007198789010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFfACZaqgwI/AAAAAAAABYg/8GXbUUZAWPc/s1600/imgA+Thousand+Splendid+Suns3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFfACZaqgwI/AAAAAAAABYg/8GXbUUZAWPc/s400/imgA+Thousand+Splendid+Suns3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501076617271345922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFfACAjBvQI/AAAAAAAABYY/woRFCOxvF2s/s1600/Angels-And-Demons-.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 248px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFfACAjBvQI/AAAAAAAABYY/woRFCOxvF2s/s400/Angels-And-Demons-.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501076610595536130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFfABmnjXjI/AAAAAAAABYQ/MQuB98DwU08/s1600/84259.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 244px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFfABmnjXjI/AAAAAAAABYQ/MQuB98DwU08/s400/84259.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501076603635195442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFfABYV7knI/AAAAAAAABYI/UAl-ntsTEfE/s1600/45.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 254px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFfABYV7knI/AAAAAAAABYI/UAl-ntsTEfE/s400/45.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501076599803187826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFfAA3w4rWI/AAAAAAAABYA/24VeOewkuJ8/s1600/thenotebook.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFfAA3w4rWI/AAAAAAAABYA/24VeOewkuJ8/s400/thenotebook.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501076591057874274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052038012453780909-3840214013612283792?l=fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/feeds/3840214013612283792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4052038012453780909&amp;postID=3840214013612283792' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/3840214013612283792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/3840214013612283792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-04-your-favorite-book.html' title='Day 04 — Your favorite book'/><author><name>Divaa Divine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17457305933584528376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1ProeWRR3m8/TZAoxxrYZfI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/Aloauo-jtW4/s220/tumblr_lfgorlAco91qbttq4o1_500_large.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFfAabLQ87I/AAAAAAAABZI/Xf8P8rBFK2o/s72-c/ps-i-love-you-51.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-8943710722562625358</id><published>2010-08-05T23:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T23:36:00.706-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><title type='text'>Day 03 — Your favorite television program</title><content type='html'>Continued from &lt;a href="http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/2010/08/30-days-challenge.html"&gt;30 day challenge&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is the most easiest one to guess. Though they are almost wrapping up and I havent had a chance to see the 7th season but even then this is the show I couldn't ever miss - not for anything - I followed closely till Season 6 and that is till when it all mattered :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Do give it a watch if you haven't - you'll love it! I watch it because of Haley and Nathan :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes it is &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ONE TREE HILL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFe8GPWPbNI/AAAAAAAABXw/mytjn5xibQI/s1600/oth_cast.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 377px; height: 265px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFe8GPWPbNI/AAAAAAAABXw/mytjn5xibQI/s400/oth_cast.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501072285241404626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the favorite people in the whole series are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFe8FmHWtbI/AAAAAAAABXg/S8qWoWA20aQ/s1600/NATHAN%2Bvs%2BHELEY.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFe8FmHWtbI/AAAAAAAABXg/S8qWoWA20aQ/s400/NATHAN%2Bvs%2BHELEY.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501072274173113778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nathan and Haley James Scott :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFe8GjbxVZI/AAAAAAAABX4/mkGCYYo55cM/s1600/2166771111_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFe8GjbxVZI/AAAAAAAABX4/mkGCYYo55cM/s400/2166771111_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501072290633307538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFe8F0wwe_I/AAAAAAAABXo/nu4aArm6dIo/s1600/96832_1228064482892_320_480.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFe8F0wwe_I/AAAAAAAABXo/nu4aArm6dIo/s400/96832_1228064482892_320_480.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501072278104865778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If they hadn't stayed together till the end I would have given up on this series ages ago :) But thank you writers :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFe8FXxLMAI/AAAAAAAABXY/Zx9CqJ9fLBo/s1600/Nathan-and-Haley-Scott-one-tree-hill-970353_937_700.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFe8FXxLMAI/AAAAAAAABXY/Zx9CqJ9fLBo/s400/Nathan-and-Haley-Scott-one-tree-hill-970353_937_700.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501072270321987586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052038012453780909-8943710722562625358?l=fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/feeds/8943710722562625358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4052038012453780909&amp;postID=8943710722562625358' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/8943710722562625358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/8943710722562625358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-03-your-favorite-television-program.html' title='Day 03 — Your favorite television program'/><author><name>Divaa Divine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17457305933584528376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1ProeWRR3m8/TZAoxxrYZfI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/Aloauo-jtW4/s220/tumblr_lfgorlAco91qbttq4o1_500_large.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFe8GPWPbNI/AAAAAAAABXw/mytjn5xibQI/s72-c/oth_cast.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-8183534874842430728</id><published>2010-08-04T23:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T23:20:00.186-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><title type='text'>Day 02 — Your favorite movie</title><content type='html'>Continuing the &lt;a href="http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/2010/08/30-days-challenge.html"&gt;30 days Challenge&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This surely is a tempting one. I don't get swept off by movies just like that. I have very weird taste of liking. What no one likes I end up liking all the more :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nights in Rodanthe is my most favorite - I just can't overlook the emotions I felt when I was watching that movie. It bought me to life in a way. The dialogues or quotes whatever you call it are totally going to sweep you off if you have the heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFe3e67CpTI/AAAAAAAABXQ/tU0ArlWlBIA/s1600/nights+in+rodanthe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 257px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFe3e67CpTI/AAAAAAAABXQ/tU0ArlWlBIA/s400/nights+in+rodanthe.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501067211697202482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" mce_serialized="2"&gt;&lt;span mce_serialized="2"   style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong mce_serialized="2"&gt;Paul to Adrienne :&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“I’m sorry if that made  you uncomfortable but this weekend…It’s like something i didn’t know  existed, I mean, it’s been a dream. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" mce_serialized="2" &gt;&lt;strong mce_serialized="2"&gt;YOU’VE BEEN A DREAM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p mce_serialized="2" align="center"&gt;♥&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span mce_serialized="2"   style="font-family:tahoma,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong mce_serialized="2"&gt;Adrienne  to Paul : &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;” You know, when i got up this morning I told myself  I wasn’t going to cry again. I told myself that I’d be strong and happy  , so that you would remember me that way but when i heard the shower  come on, it just hit me that when i wake up tomorrow &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="font-style: italic;" mce_serialized="2"&gt;&lt;span mce_serialized="2"  style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;YOU’RE NOT GOING TO  BE HERE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;“.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p mce_serialized="2"&gt;&lt;span mce_serialized="2"   style="font-family:tahoma,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;color:#660000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p mce_serialized="2" align="center"&gt;♥&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" mce_serialized="2"&gt;&lt;span mce_serialized="2"   style="font-family:tahoma,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong mce_serialized="2"&gt;Paul to Adrienne : &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;” When i sleep i dream of  you  and when i wake I long to hold you in my arms. If anything, our  time apart has only made me more certain that I want to spend my nights  by your side &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" mce_serialized="2" &gt;&lt;strong mce_serialized="2"&gt;AND MY DAYS WITH YOUR HEART&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" mce_serialized="2" &gt;“.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p mce_serialized="2" align="center"&gt;♥&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" mce_serialized="2" align="center"&gt;&lt;span mce_serialized="2"    style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong mce_serialized="2"&gt;“The greater the love, the greater the tragedy when  it’s over. Those two elements always go together.”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Paul to Adrienne: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;We all make choices, Adrienne. You chose that life, you chose that man. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Do you even remember who you really are anymore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;So there you have my favorite movie and the lines from it :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052038012453780909-8183534874842430728?l=fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/feeds/8183534874842430728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4052038012453780909&amp;postID=8183534874842430728' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/8183534874842430728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/8183534874842430728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-02-your-favorite-movie.html' title='Day 02 — Your favorite movie'/><author><name>Divaa Divine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17457305933584528376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1ProeWRR3m8/TZAoxxrYZfI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/Aloauo-jtW4/s220/tumblr_lfgorlAco91qbttq4o1_500_large.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFe3e67CpTI/AAAAAAAABXQ/tU0ArlWlBIA/s72-c/nights+in+rodanthe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-9070684664699346529</id><published>2010-08-03T23:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T23:11:00.288-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><title type='text'>Day 01 — Your favorite song</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I love the idea of challenges - it helps one cover everything about one's self which posts rarely can. So through these we could get to know one another no? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So are you with me on this? on a&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/2010/08/30-days-challenge.html"&gt;30 day challenge&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;"Breathless" by "The Corrs"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFe03WBZeVI/AAAAAAAABXI/Nh_Lq7Xu3fE/s1600/c49d3c228d52887169o2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 309px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFe03WBZeVI/AAAAAAAABXI/Nh_Lq7Xu3fE/s400/c49d3c228d52887169o2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501064332753598802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go on, go on, leave me breathless&lt;br /&gt;Come on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The daylight's fading slowly&lt;br /&gt;but time with you is standing still&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting for you only&lt;br /&gt;The slightest touch and I'll feel weak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot lie&lt;br /&gt;From you I cannot hide&lt;br /&gt;I'm losing the will to try&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Can't hide it (can't hide it)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't fight it (can't fight it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go on, go on, come on leave me breathless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Tempt me, tease me until I can't deny this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loving feeling, make me long for your kiss&lt;br /&gt;Go on, go on&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, come on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if there's no tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;And all we have is here and now&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy just to have you&lt;br /&gt;You're all the love I need somehow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like a dream&lt;br /&gt;Although I'm not asleep&lt;br /&gt;I never want to wake up&lt;br /&gt;Don't lose it (don't lose it)&lt;br /&gt;Don't leave me (don't leave me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go on, go on, come on leave me breathless&lt;br /&gt;Tempt me, tease me until I can't deny this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;loving feeling, make me long for your kiss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go on, go on&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, come on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I can't lie&lt;br /&gt;From you I cannot hide&lt;br /&gt;I've lost my will to try&lt;br /&gt;Can't hide it (can't hide it)&lt;br /&gt;Can't fight it (can't fight it)&lt;br /&gt;So...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go on, go on, come on leave me breathless&lt;br /&gt;Tempt me, tease me until I can't deny this&lt;br /&gt;loving feeling, make me long for your kiss&lt;br /&gt;Go on, go on&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, come on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go on, go on, come on leave me breathless (leave me breathless)&lt;br /&gt;Go on, go on, come on leave me breathless (leave me breathless)&lt;br /&gt;Go on, go on, come on leave me breathless (leave me breathless)&lt;br /&gt;Go on, go on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052038012453780909-9070684664699346529?l=fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/feeds/9070684664699346529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4052038012453780909&amp;postID=9070684664699346529' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/9070684664699346529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/9070684664699346529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-01-your-favorite-song.html' title='Day 01 — Your favorite song'/><author><name>Divaa Divine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17457305933584528376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1ProeWRR3m8/TZAoxxrYZfI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/Aloauo-jtW4/s220/tumblr_lfgorlAco91qbttq4o1_500_large.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFe03WBZeVI/AAAAAAAABXI/Nh_Lq7Xu3fE/s72-c/c49d3c228d52887169o2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-7059840622519755783</id><published>2010-08-02T22:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T02:29:20.469-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><title type='text'>30 days challenge</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFexwzgLSEI/AAAAAAAABXA/agZxmdva_qI/s1600/tumblr_l41wmkWzAl1qze11co1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFexwzgLSEI/AAAAAAAABXA/agZxmdva_qI/s400/tumblr_l41wmkWzAl1qze11co1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501060921873352770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am getting good with these challenges. So I stole this from "&lt;a href="http://mylifex.wordpress.com/2010/07/31/30-days-challenge/"&gt;Snapshots of Life"&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here’s the list. It’s a new month and something new should happen on this sleepy blog of mine :) Hope you have fun with me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am changing some points just to make it fit into my comfort zone. You could do it too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Day 01 — Your favorite song&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Day 02 — Your favorite movie&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Day 03 — Your favorite television program&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Day 04 — Your favorite book&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Day 05 — Your favorite quote&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Day 06 — Whatever tickles your fancy&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Day 07 — A photo that makes you happy&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Day 08 — A photo that makes you angry/sad&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Day 09 — A photo you took&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Day 10 — A photo you just can't help sighing at&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Day 11 — A photo that makes you drool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Day 12 — Whatever tickles your fancy&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Day 13 — A fictional book&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Day 14 — A non-fictional book&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Day 15 — A fanfic&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Day 16 — A song that makes you cry (or nearly)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Day 17 — An art piece (painting, drawing, sculpture, etc.)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Day 18 — Designer that leaves you oohhh lala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Day 19 — A talent of yours&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Day 20 — A hobby of yours&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Day 21 — A recipe&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Day 22 — A website&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Day 23 — A YouTube video&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Day 24 — Whatever tickles your fancy&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Day 25 — What are you waiting for&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Day 26 — Describe your week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Day 27 — Your essence is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Day 28 — Your favorite place to shop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Day 29 — Hopes, dreams and plans for 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Day 30 — A lovely color but ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052038012453780909-7059840622519755783?l=fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/feeds/7059840622519755783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4052038012453780909&amp;postID=7059840622519755783' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/7059840622519755783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/7059840622519755783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/2010/08/30-days-challenge.html' title='30 days challenge'/><author><name>Divaa Divine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17457305933584528376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1ProeWRR3m8/TZAoxxrYZfI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/Aloauo-jtW4/s220/tumblr_lfgorlAco91qbttq4o1_500_large.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFexwzgLSEI/AAAAAAAABXA/agZxmdva_qI/s72-c/tumblr_l41wmkWzAl1qze11co1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-4859241473864518408</id><published>2010-07-28T01:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T01:42:44.571-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wednesday'/><title type='text'>Jiggin with Jagger</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TE_okzt5ouI/AAAAAAAABQU/LI-Zhw4zzUg/s1600/jj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TE_okzt5ouI/AAAAAAAABQU/LI-Zhw4zzUg/s400/jj.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498869389098328802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today we picked &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Mick Jagger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.  Here's Wednesday Wickedness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1. “A good thing never ends.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Have you ever had a good thing in your life that never ended?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;With God's Grace I still have me and my family together and that is the best thing in life to date for always (InshaALLAH)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. “I got nasty habits, I take tea at three.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Do you have an nasty habits?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0); text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;Yes I do, I really get my emotions to my head and that makes my brain cease logic - which then gets me into trouble!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3. “I'd rather be dead than to be singing Satisfaction at 45.” He obviously changed his mind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;What is something that you still do that you thought you' outgrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;I am as  stubborn as a kid when it comes to pleading for something I need from  parents or elders. I don't give up until I have it and that really is a  turn off!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. “Lose your dreams and lose your mind.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Have you lost any of your dreams as time went by?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;I hold to my dreams like my breaths.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. “I haven't had time to return to the scene because I never left it.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;As you've grown older, what ways are you still act and think the way you did as when you were younger?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;I still think Fairy Tales are Life Stories - they teach us more than happy endings !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. “Patriotism is something that fades when the war starts.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;How do you react to this quote?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Patriotism never fades, only becomes challenged in different times and situations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. “The past is a great place and I don't want to erase it or regret it, but I don't want to be its prisoner either.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Is there a person in your life who still treats you as the same person to when your were younger? Do you like it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;My dad does that. He is always treating me like a little girl who will lose her way if I don't hold on to his hand and seek his direction. I have to tell him all the time to trust me with my decisions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;8. “It's all right letting yourself go, as long as you pull yourself back.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt; Have you let yourself go in any aspect of your life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Yes I have and I cannot tell you why or when but then I pulled myself back and out of it :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. “My mother has always been unhappy with what I do. She would rather I do something nicer, like being a brick layer.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;How do you parents feel about what you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;They are happy about what I do, always encourage me to test my limits in my profession and career.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. “Anarchy is the only slight glimmer of hope.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;How would you categorize your political point of view?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am politically challenged ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://jjatww.blogspot.com/" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461178542952606178" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2cobFMPcGo/S8oA80Os6eI/AAAAAAAAX5M/hAZVuMV2Fyc/s320/Wednesday+small+Logo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052038012453780909-4859241473864518408?l=fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/feeds/4859241473864518408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4052038012453780909&amp;postID=4859241473864518408' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/4859241473864518408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/4859241473864518408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/2010/07/jiggin-with-jagger.html' title='Jiggin with Jagger'/><author><name>Divaa Divine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17457305933584528376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1ProeWRR3m8/TZAoxxrYZfI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/Aloauo-jtW4/s220/tumblr_lfgorlAco91qbttq4o1_500_large.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TE_okzt5ouI/AAAAAAAABQU/LI-Zhw4zzUg/s72-c/jj.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-7385601368099269294</id><published>2010-07-21T22:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T01:43:13.655-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wednesday'/><title type='text'>Playing with ELLEN</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TEfUxg3dyFI/AAAAAAAABNk/jfaXum1lsjA/s1600/tumblr_l5al5rimgr1qbziyuo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TEfUxg3dyFI/AAAAAAAABNk/jfaXum1lsjA/s400/tumblr_l5al5rimgr1qbziyuo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496595817330231378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1. "I was coming home from kindergarten--well they told me it was kindergarten. I found out later I had been working in a factory for ten years. It's good for a kid to know how to make gloves." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;How old were you when you started working and what was your first job?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;I was 21 and my first job was as a school librarian (for grade 1-3). It was fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. "My grandmother started walking five miles a day when she was sixty. She's ninety-seven now, and we don't know where the hell she is." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;Tell us about your grandparents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;I don't have grand-dads anymore but they were gems. My grand mommys are there and I thank God that they are, life could be so miracle less without their presence :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. "Procrastination isn't the problem, it's the solution. So procrastinate now, don't put it off." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;Do you procrastinate or are you on top of the situations?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;I am human so I do procrastination when I am lazy and am on the top of things when enthusiastic :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. "Sometimes you can't see yourself clearly until you see yourself through the eyes of others." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;What would others say about you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;I wish I knew - but probably they'll say I am vain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. "The only thing that scares me more than space aliens is the idea that there aren't any space aliens. We can't be the best that creation has to offer. I pray we're not all there is. If so, we're in big trouble" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;Do you believe in life on other planets?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not human life at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. "I'm a godmother, that's a great thing to be, a godmother. She calls me god for short, that's cute, I taught her that." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;Do you have a godchild?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;NOPES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. "I don't understand the sizes anymore. There's a size zero, which I didn't even know that they had. It must stand for: 'Ohhh my God, you're thin.'" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;When was the last time that you were called too thin?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;I was never too thin - just healthy enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. "I have the worst memory ever so no matter who comes up to me - they're just, like, 'I can't believe you don't remember me!" I'm like, 'Oh Dad I'm sorry!'" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;Who was the last person that you should have recognized but didn't?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;No one - :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. "I gotta work out. I keep saying it all the time. I keep saying I gotta start working out. It's been about two months since I've worked out. And I just don't have the time. Which uh..is odd. Because I have the time to go out to dinner. And uh..and watch tv. And get a bone density test. And uh.. try to figure out what my phone number spells in words." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;Do you work out? Have you ever joined a gym and quit almost immediately?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;I have and had results from it. Now I do it at home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. 'We use 10 percent of our brains. Imagine how much we could accomplish if we used the other 60 percent."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;Do you feel that you utilize all your intelligence in every situation?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;My heart has the power to decide too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://jjatww.blogspot.com/" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461178542952606178" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2cobFMPcGo/S8oA80Os6eI/AAAAAAAAX5M/hAZVuMV2Fyc/s320/Wednesday+small+Logo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052038012453780909-7385601368099269294?l=fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/feeds/7385601368099269294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4052038012453780909&amp;postID=7385601368099269294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/7385601368099269294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/7385601368099269294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/2010/07/playing-with-ellen.html' title='Playing with ELLEN'/><author><name>Divaa Divine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17457305933584528376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1ProeWRR3m8/TZAoxxrYZfI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/Aloauo-jtW4/s220/tumblr_lfgorlAco91qbttq4o1_500_large.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TEfUxg3dyFI/AAAAAAAABNk/jfaXum1lsjA/s72-c/tumblr_l5al5rimgr1qbziyuo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-5104747248239443507</id><published>2010-07-14T22:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T01:42:08.086-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wednesday'/><title type='text'>Guage with George</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TD6j3HMvx8I/AAAAAAAABGA/ZJ0BAX1OSG4/s1600/tumblr_l5fszoEaqR1qc5jgoo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TD6j3HMvx8I/AAAAAAAABGA/ZJ0BAX1OSG4/s400/tumblr_l5fszoEaqR1qc5jgoo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494008762659227586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;1. "But why shouldn't I speak out? Don't you speak out in this country?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you speak out as often as you should?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;All the time - every time, unless I have to avoid causing brutal pain!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;2. "I am tough. Sometimes I'm unreasonable. I have to catch myself every once in a while."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you ever tough and unreasonable?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;My hormones are major fluctuating - yes I am tough some times and unreasonable too all the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;3. "I haven't always done a good job, and I haven't always been successful - but I know that I have tried."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe that sometimes you learn more from a failure than a success?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Failure is a better experience than success - with failure comes the ability, with success comes achievement! both valid in their state.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;4. "Winning is the most important thing in my life, after breathing. Breathing first, winning next."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Do you feel that you always have to win?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Hahaha yes if I want to believe - I have - but then there are the losses too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;5. "It is unbelievable to me that the highest-paid team in baseball would start the season in such a deep funk.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think money always buys greatness?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Ofcourse it does. Hollywood says it all :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;6. "I take my last phone call at home at about 11pm."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What time is too late to call you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;My best friends can call me anytime. Others just never!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;7. "Don't talk to me about aesthetics or tradition. Talk to me about what sells and what's good right now."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think tradition matters?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Yes they do. They shape me as I am today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;8. "And what the American people like is to think the underdog still has a chance." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you tend to root for the underdog?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;huh whaa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;9. "I don't think I ever could exceed my father's successes. He was a completely satisfied man, he knew what he wanted to accomplish and he accomplished it. I did do a lot, though, to try to please him."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever feel that you want to exceed your parents successes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;There is one expectation left to fulfill and that is get married!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;10. "I'm really 95 percent Mr. Rogers, and only 5 percent Oscar the Grouch."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In terms of cartoon characters, who are you like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Garfield ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://jjatww.blogspot.com/" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461178542952606178" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2cobFMPcGo/S8oA80Os6eI/AAAAAAAAX5M/hAZVuMV2Fyc/s320/Wednesday+small+Logo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052038012453780909-5104747248239443507?l=fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/feeds/5104747248239443507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4052038012453780909&amp;postID=5104747248239443507' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/5104747248239443507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/5104747248239443507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/2010/07/guage-with-george.html' title='Guage with George'/><author><name>Divaa Divine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17457305933584528376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1ProeWRR3m8/TZAoxxrYZfI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/Aloauo-jtW4/s220/tumblr_lfgorlAco91qbttq4o1_500_large.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TD6j3HMvx8I/AAAAAAAABGA/ZJ0BAX1OSG4/s72-c/tumblr_l5fszoEaqR1qc5jgoo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-3072575672301216577</id><published>2010-07-11T00:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T00:33:45.974-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saturday'/><title type='text'>Go Your Own Way</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TDlzvWoqTPI/AAAAAAAABC0/AvW1FDEG4Mg/s1600/we.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TDlzvWoqTPI/AAAAAAAABC0/AvW1FDEG4Mg/s400/we.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492548477922200818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. When was the last time you were told to go your own way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;My heart tells me to do that after every 5 mins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What one experience has strengthened your character the most so far?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;My Divorce, from years ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What's your favorite thing to do on a rainy day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;To get Wet and Wild!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. How long can you go without your cell phone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;Probably forever!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Do you wish you were somewhere else right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Yes, in the arms of a husband - dozed off on a Sunday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Of all the people you've ever known, who have you most feared?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;I haven't feared humans. But I do admit I was a little scared of my ex-husband's temper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Do people tell you that you look your age?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;Some say I look older, some say I look younger - no one says I look my age.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Your ex shows up randomly at your house, what do you say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;I say nothing - just bang the door on his face :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Do you believe everyone deserves a second chance?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;No everyone. Yes there are exceptions but EVERYONE is just too random!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://samanthasaturday9.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 79px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ERmSLV1iXyg/TC5N1SR7BYI/AAAAAAAAAb4/7VQMnbo_wgA/s320/holiday+logo12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489410573646628226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052038012453780909-3072575672301216577?l=fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/feeds/3072575672301216577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4052038012453780909&amp;postID=3072575672301216577' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/3072575672301216577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/3072575672301216577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/2010/07/go-your-own-way.html' title='Go Your Own Way'/><author><name>Divaa Divine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17457305933584528376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1ProeWRR3m8/TZAoxxrYZfI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/Aloauo-jtW4/s220/tumblr_lfgorlAco91qbttq4o1_500_large.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TDlzvWoqTPI/AAAAAAAABC0/AvW1FDEG4Mg/s72-c/we.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-122165917740779644</id><published>2010-07-07T09:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T10:01:02.028-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wednesday'/><title type='text'>Pitter Patter with Pattinson</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TDSyvd5haQI/AAAAAAAABAU/BiE-D9r1NBg/s1600/2715701860_1d035d04f4_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TDSyvd5haQI/AAAAAAAABAU/BiE-D9r1NBg/s400/2715701860_1d035d04f4_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491210374220966146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"I don't really see the point in washing your hair. If you don't care if your hair's clean or not then why would you wash it?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How often do you wash your hair?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Once in two days!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; "I take way too long to get dressed, like way too long. But only for things like shows or if I have to do public appearances. Like, I’m ridiculous, I’ll keep getting changed and getting changed and then I’ll just put on the same thing I wore the day before."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you take longer to dress for a special event?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Yes Indeed! but for all Occasions!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"My dad's a car dealer, but I grew up in London, so I always say I don't drive…I get driven. I got a driving lesson in Oregon, and then I bought a car in L.A. and I basically learned how to drive by people honking at me. I'm terrible at driving."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you a good driver?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Who wants to drive went you have the pleasure of being driven around in comfort!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"I don't spend any money. The only thing I've really bought is my car, which cost $1,500 and keeps exploding. It would be nice to buy a house for my parents, but at the same time my parents are so comfortable where they live; they would probably just feel like it was a burden. I wear the same clothes every day and the only thing I used to splurge on was DVDs."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you had his money, what would be the first thing you spent it on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Some terrific shoe and bag shopping!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; "I aspire to be Jack Nicholson. I love every single mannerism. I used to try and be him in virtually everything I did, I don't know why. I watched One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest when I was about 13, and I dressed like him. I tried to do his accent. I did everything like him. I think it's kind of stuck with me."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is your favorite actor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Leonardo diCaprio is at the time being someone who can act and take your heart away!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Someone stole my shoelaces once from my shoes. I still wear them and never put laces in them - they're like my trademark shoes now!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever changed your appearance because of a random happenstance?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Nopes - not ever so random!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"I never really considered myself attractive. I was always kind of gangly in school."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you consider yourself attractive?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Yes I do, very much!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"I definitely want to record an album, direct a film and start my own religion. I definitely wouldn’t have to pay taxes anymore.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you started your own religion, what would it be like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;I don't have to, I am happy with mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"I do bear some similarities in the sense that I’m not good at romance. I also think I lack basic finesse when it comes to women. I give up too easily even if I’m very attracted to someone."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever given up too easily in the game of love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Nopes. It always has been till the very end!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;" I don’t want to disappoint girls who might think I’m very cool and smooth, which I’m not, I’m afraid. I’m still quite shy, although that seems to be something of an attraction for women."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you, or have you ever been attracted to shy people?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Can't recall!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://jjatww.blogspot.com/" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461178542952606178" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2cobFMPcGo/S8oA80Os6eI/AAAAAAAAX5M/hAZVuMV2Fyc/s320/Wednesday+small+Logo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052038012453780909-122165917740779644?l=fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/feeds/122165917740779644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4052038012453780909&amp;postID=122165917740779644' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/122165917740779644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/122165917740779644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/2010/07/pitter-patter-with-pattinson.html' title='Pitter Patter with Pattinson'/><author><name>Divaa Divine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17457305933584528376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1ProeWRR3m8/TZAoxxrYZfI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/Aloauo-jtW4/s220/tumblr_lfgorlAco91qbttq4o1_500_large.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TDSyvd5haQI/AAAAAAAABAU/BiE-D9r1NBg/s72-c/2715701860_1d035d04f4_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-7832795637755352284</id><published>2010-07-03T13:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T13:33:02.962-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><title type='text'>The Eighty Meme, Part Two</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TC-eKev59XI/AAAAAAAAA70/ehaImUjfZZc/s1600/tumblr_l4wio4pH8e1qcoj8po1_500_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TC-eKev59XI/AAAAAAAAA70/ehaImUjfZZc/s400/tumblr_l4wio4pH8e1qcoj8po1_500_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489780373677798770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers to all of us thieves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Are your days fast-paced?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Very! Not a single moment stops to breathe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. What did you do last night?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I made plans for today and I wrapped em up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Do you use sarcasm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A LOTTTTTTTTTTTT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. How old will you be turning on your next birthday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;28&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Are you picky about spelling and grammar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;VERY - my profession is COPYWRITING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Do you get along better with the same sex or the opposite sex?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;These days it is the same sex&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Do you watch the news?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hardly - I get the updates via Twitter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. How did you get one of your scars?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thanks to Pimples!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Who was the last person to make you mad?&lt;br /&gt;Someone in the virtual world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. What is the last big thing you purchased?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My New Hair! :P and I mean the new look&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Who would you want to be tied to for 24 hours?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ohhh that would be a prospect life partner :D so that we get to know each other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. What is a rumour someone has spread about you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oh the rumor about me and my ex best friend having an affair once upon a time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. What would you do if you were stuck in an elevator?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Scream, shout n bang!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. T or F: All’s fair in love and war?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;True!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Do you know how to use some words correctly, but not know the meaning?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yes :D happens all the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Do you know which US states don’t use Daylight Savings Time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nope!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Do you want a bright yellow ‘06 mustang?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOPE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. What’s something you’ve always wanted?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A Husband please&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Would you rather swim in the ocean or a lake?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ocean is fine!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Do you wear a lot of black?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nopes - I dont at all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. Describe your hair:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It is great :D (thank you Loreal Relaxing and thank you GOD)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. Where is/are your best friend(s)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;They are married!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240707426999565698" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SLq7o24PfYI/AAAAAAAAePs/h2LvahE5h7E/s200/SundayStealing.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052038012453780909-7832795637755352284?l=fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/feeds/7832795637755352284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4052038012453780909&amp;postID=7832795637755352284' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/7832795637755352284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/7832795637755352284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/2010/07/eighty-meme-part-two.html' title='The Eighty Meme, Part Two'/><author><name>Divaa Divine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17457305933584528376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1ProeWRR3m8/TZAoxxrYZfI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/Aloauo-jtW4/s220/tumblr_lfgorlAco91qbttq4o1_500_large.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TC-eKev59XI/AAAAAAAAA70/ehaImUjfZZc/s72-c/tumblr_l4wio4pH8e1qcoj8po1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-4949709138748440982</id><published>2010-07-02T02:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T04:49:04.409-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tag'/><title type='text'>Doing What I should Not!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tagged by the lovely twin -&lt;a href="http://go2.wordpress.com/?id=725X1342&amp;amp;site=whenhekissesher.wordpress.com&amp;amp;url=http%3A%2F%2Fcreativelyscribbling.blogspot.com%2F&amp;amp;sref=http%3A%2F%2Fwhenhekissesher.wordpress.com%2F2010%2F06%2F30%2Fif-i-were%2F%23comments"&gt; Scribbling Gal&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am lucky to be part of a star sign that gives me 12 faces to wear and the pretty part is that I can be equally masculine or feminine, whichever I want to choose (or give credit to my planet and sun and moon placements).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The sun in my star gives me my bossiness, strength, or "bitchiness", as well as its generosity, sexiness, and playfulness. I can be really bossy and dictate my terms well when I have to. Being a woman, I m required to be soft and subtle but no one told me how to and when, so I make my own rules of mood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TC3QSxrEr3I/AAAAAAAAA6c/SwdQSiAwtnk/s1600/audi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TC3QSxrEr3I/AAAAAAAAA6c/SwdQSiAwtnk/s400/audi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489272541824724850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1. I am very fond of luxury cars, SUVs drive me insane. Yes as much as a man would like to have a sexy car, a girl does to and that girl is me. I love Audi 100 and it has been the only love since 1995. Anything sleek and versatile counts as sexy for me (in terms of car) and sometimes Honda Accord hits there too. BMW yes, Mercedes NO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TC3RNagXRtI/AAAAAAAAA7c/E1x1QUy4k1I/s1600/shop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TC3RNagXRtI/AAAAAAAAA7c/E1x1QUy4k1I/s400/shop.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489273549218072274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2. When I go to shop, I have something to get that I need. I hate to window shop and I can’t get over the fact that just eyeing things and not buying it is means of anything wise. When I need something, I go to the specific shop I get it from and head right back. No time wasting. Hence my girl friends never wanna shop with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TC3Qq8pklQI/AAAAAAAAA60/qul4sgLbtLM/s1600/career.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TC3Qq8pklQI/AAAAAAAAA60/qul4sgLbtLM/s400/career.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489272957088077058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3. I am more driven by career than I am by home. I like to keep my hope clean and in place but that is like the place I return to after a hard day of work. Little participation then comes from me in terms of making something; I’ll have anything that is cooked and drink whatever is there. Too lazy once I am out of office wear!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TC3RNmo2z4I/AAAAAAAAA7k/vbTYvmrZhXo/s1600/rebellious.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TC3RNmo2z4I/AAAAAAAAA7k/vbTYvmrZhXo/s400/rebellious.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489273552474918786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;4. I am rebellious. But in no way to the extreme. I stand by what I say and promise and that makes me a woman of my word. I deft that there is only a ‘man of his word’… truly you will agree with me if you know me at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TC3QSOTLfpI/AAAAAAAAA6U/S8q5vDvMn7g/s1600/bb+tech.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 270px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TC3QSOTLfpI/AAAAAAAAA6U/S8q5vDvMn7g/s400/bb+tech.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489272532329266834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;5. I like tech gadgets. Recently purchased a Blackberry, which says much does it not? But the condition is that it needs to be sexy ;) I am all about the sexy attribute when I have to buy gadgets of cars. Though I m yet to buy one for myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TC3QseRFBZI/AAAAAAAAA7U/5U2EL2E7XZE/s1600/LV_ladies_track_pants.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TC3QseRFBZI/AAAAAAAAA7U/5U2EL2E7XZE/s400/LV_ladies_track_pants.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489272983292020114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;6. When I am at home, I am in my track pants and dad’s t-shirt. The girl’s t-shirt is a bit too skimpy and I hate to be uncomfortable when I am at home or actually anytime at home – body clinging is not my type.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TC3Qry0Jg4I/AAAAAAAAA7M/KV4yG3mVyLQ/s1600/fifa.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 248px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TC3Qry0Jg4I/AAAAAAAAA7M/KV4yG3mVyLQ/s400/fifa.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489272971627955074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;7. I am crazy about football and not many know that. It isn’t about the 100s of men running around in shorts but the game actually. It gets my hormones pumping right!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TC3QTMmHTBI/AAAAAAAAA6k/hhaywroH4U4/s1600/ex.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 378px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TC3QTMmHTBI/AAAAAAAAA6k/hhaywroH4U4/s400/ex.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489272549051681810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;8. I like to exert more and in the process sweat more. It is weird for girls to sweat and then talk about it but genuinely I like it – it tells me I gotta rid of the acids from within me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TC3QrH3dkpI/AAAAAAAAA68/wt8siJdXrJI/s1600/do+it.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 350px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TC3QrH3dkpI/AAAAAAAAA68/wt8siJdXrJI/s400/do+it.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489272960099127954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;9. I am more of ‘I can do it myself’ person. Less dependant on anyone than myself to do my own thing. Relying on people just hasn’t paid off or probably I want to stay in charge always. So I do my own stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TC3QrXbcLHI/AAAAAAAAA7E/qTvStoW4yTA/s1600/horse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 251px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TC3QrXbcLHI/AAAAAAAAA7E/qTvStoW4yTA/s400/horse.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489272964276563058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;10. I can imagine me riding a white horse in a green field. As a girl yes but I think girls don’t like to ride much :P or they do ;) whichever the case I would love to ride a horse  one day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TC3QT_J-q3I/AAAAAAAAA6s/0YRU_C5rAQQ/s1600/tumblr_l4q01bQzMP1qazvxfo1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TC3QT_J-q3I/AAAAAAAAA6s/0YRU_C5rAQQ/s400/tumblr_l4q01bQzMP1qazvxfo1_400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489272562623884146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;11. I get turned on by vision. Yes it doesn’t necessarily have to speak to me (because it spoils the image), the way it looks sometimes is enough and turning on. I can live with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TC3QRiJX7zI/AAAAAAAAA6M/P2oyNFavHMM/s1600/27775_419209941102_512846102_5120766_7142767_n_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 357px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TC3QRiJX7zI/AAAAAAAAA6M/P2oyNFavHMM/s400/27775_419209941102_512846102_5120766_7142767_n_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489272520476978994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;12. Rock music is my preferred music. I love Aerosmith, Nickelback, Linkin Park, 3 Doors Down and many of the sorts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TC3RzXRWpPI/AAAAAAAAA7s/FkTAARSbxeo/s1600/x_9cd178d9_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 307px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TC3RzXRWpPI/AAAAAAAAA7s/FkTAARSbxeo/s400/x_9cd178d9_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489274201184838898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;13. Unlike the many dry bossy girls, I have my fun and social side. When I am out there, I can talk and make conversation like one of the boys… and I think I tick off a lot of aunties.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So now I tag you – if you are a guy reading this – you know you have to state the female side of you and that which others think you shouldn’t do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If you are a girl, you gotta tell me what is that you do that your kind doesn’t do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thank you Scribbling Gal for tagging me again :) I love these little mind exercises you give me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052038012453780909-4949709138748440982?l=fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/feeds/4949709138748440982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4052038012453780909&amp;postID=4949709138748440982' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/4949709138748440982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/4949709138748440982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/2010/07/doing-what-i-should-not.html' title='Doing What I should Not!'/><author><name>Divaa Divine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17457305933584528376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1ProeWRR3m8/TZAoxxrYZfI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/Aloauo-jtW4/s220/tumblr_lfgorlAco91qbttq4o1_500_large.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TC3QSxrEr3I/AAAAAAAAA6c/SwdQSiAwtnk/s72-c/audi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-6234141262344887670</id><published>2010-06-30T10:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T10:16:13.951-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wednesday'/><title type='text'>No Goo goo with Ga ga</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TCt6S-54W1I/AAAAAAAAA3U/1aQIpwyBg6M/s1600/tumblr_l3iwi7W2WJ1qbypa4o1_500_large.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 261px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TCt6S-54W1I/AAAAAAAAA3U/1aQIpwyBg6M/s400/tumblr_l3iwi7W2WJ1qbypa4o1_500_large.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488615037423082322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1. "Peace. it does not mean to be in a place where there is no trouble, noise, or hard work. It means to be in the midst of those things and still be calm in your heart."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Do you keep your cool no matter what is going on around you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Lately I have been PMSing way too much and that makes me impatient, hence I lose my cool instantly!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. "Some women choose to follow men, and some women choose to follow their dreams. If you're wondering which way to go, remember that your career will never wake up and tell you that it doesn't love you anymore."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Do you feel that career should be more important than your love life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Absolutely - Something should be there when love dies (which happens eventually)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. "You have to be unique, and different, and shine in your own way."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;In what way(s) do you feel that you are unique?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;I am me and there is no one like me - that's it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. "I want women -- and men -- to feel empowered by a deeper and more psychotic part of themselves. The part they're always trying desperately to hide. I want that to become something that they cherish."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;Do you feel that there is a part of you that you need to hide from most people?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Yes - people are hypocrites and very mean. They like to dress up and walk to parties with others, but watch as they get drunk and wasted and then make headlines about it! (p.s. this has nothing to do with my personal experience, just metaphorically speaking)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. "Love is like a brick. You can build a house, or you can sink a dead body."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Have you ever held on to a relationship even though you truly knew it was already over?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Yes and wasted years over it - truly it was a learning experience I'll never forget!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. "Sometimes in life you don't always feel like a winner, but that doesn't mean you're not a winner, you want to be like yourself."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Would your friends say that you are a winner in this game of life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Lol! ask my friends, probably they'll know this one better!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. "A glamorous life is quite different to a life of luxury. I don’t need luxury. For years, I was practically broke but I was still very vain and glamorous. And I still am."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Can you tell us about a time when you were broke and yet still happy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Right now :D I am totally broke and no kidding!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. "I’m single right now and I’ve chosen to be single because I don’t have the time to get to know anybody. So it’s okay not to have sex, it’s okay to get to know people. I’m celibate. Celibacy’s fine."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;Do you think staying celibate between relationships important?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Very- always!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. "Fight and push harder for what you believe in, you'd be surprised, you are much stronger than you think."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Tell us about an incident where you were stronger than you thought you were.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;My divorce!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. "I lie in bed and try to pray and breathe. I have a very overactive mind. I’m the sort of person who’d never take medication to calm myself. It’s maddening. But I love what comes out."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Do you feel that you always have the ability to calm yourself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;I am the only one who has it and then I turn to God!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://jjatww.blogspot.com/" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461178542952606178" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2cobFMPcGo/S8oA80Os6eI/AAAAAAAAX5M/hAZVuMV2Fyc/s320/Wednesday+small+Logo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052038012453780909-6234141262344887670?l=fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/feeds/6234141262344887670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4052038012453780909&amp;postID=6234141262344887670' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/6234141262344887670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/6234141262344887670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/2010/06/no-goo-goo-with-ga-ga.html' title='No Goo goo with Ga ga'/><author><name>Divaa Divine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17457305933584528376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1ProeWRR3m8/TZAoxxrYZfI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/Aloauo-jtW4/s220/tumblr_lfgorlAco91qbttq4o1_500_large.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TCt6S-54W1I/AAAAAAAAA3U/1aQIpwyBg6M/s72-c/tumblr_l3iwi7W2WJ1qbypa4o1_500_large.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-3543195094612323587</id><published>2010-06-26T22:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T23:34:25.865-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><title type='text'>The Eighty Meme, Part One</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TCbwyxRKPLI/AAAAAAAAA0k/UIyl6aVJjz8/s1600/12.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 290px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TCbwyxRKPLI/AAAAAAAAA0k/UIyl6aVJjz8/s400/12.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487337951006964914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers to all of us thieves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What curse word do you use the most?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Bullshit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Do you own an iPod?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Nopes but it is on my list now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What person do you talk to on the phone the most?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;My best friend from university - Amy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Do you still remember the first person you kissed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Yes - I haven't kissed a lot of randomness so I know!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Do you remember where you were on 11/9/01?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Yes I was at home watching it on CNN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What was the last movie you watched?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;I watchedddddddddddd ... been ages so no clue!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Has anyone ever called you lazy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Yes everyone and me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Do you ever take medication to help you fall asleep?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Nopes I have plenty of that come to me naturally :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Has anyone told you a secret this week?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;About themselves? I don't recall if this week or the week before but yes a blogger friend did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What is the first thing you notice about the opposite sex?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;The first word they say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What are you looking forward to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;For love to find me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Do you own any band t-shirts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Adidas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What will you be doing in one hour?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;I will probably have breakfast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Is anyone in love with you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;lol - Don't know because all of them just love me and are not even close to 'in love' with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Last time you cried?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Day before yesterday when I spoke to Allah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Are you on a desktop computer or a laptop?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Desktop!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Are you currently wanting any piercings or tattoos?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;I want an extra one in my ear but it hurts so having double thoughts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Would you ever date anyone covered in tattoos?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;NOOOOO NEVERRRRRRR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What were you doing before this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Sleeping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. When is the last time you slept on the floor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;hmmm not since my bed arrived!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. How many hours of sleep do you need to function?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;6-7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Do you eat breakfast daily?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Yes- 9 out of 10 times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240707426999565698" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SLq7o24PfYI/AAAAAAAAePs/h2LvahE5h7E/s200/SundayStealing.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052038012453780909-3543195094612323587?l=fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/feeds/3543195094612323587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4052038012453780909&amp;postID=3543195094612323587' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/3543195094612323587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/3543195094612323587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/2010/06/eighty-meme-part-one.html' title='The Eighty Meme, Part One'/><author><name>Divaa Divine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17457305933584528376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1ProeWRR3m8/TZAoxxrYZfI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/Aloauo-jtW4/s220/tumblr_lfgorlAco91qbttq4o1_500_large.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TCbwyxRKPLI/AAAAAAAAA0k/UIyl6aVJjz8/s72-c/12.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-9092508371300521733</id><published>2010-06-25T00:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T01:00:39.641-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><title type='text'>Going to the Dogs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TCcE8MZN-_I/AAAAAAAAA1k/ESae4wp2GQc/s1600/tumblr_l4661gPd6E1qzxhoso1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 295px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TCcE8MZN-_I/AAAAAAAAA1k/ESae4wp2GQc/s400/tumblr_l4661gPd6E1qzxhoso1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487360103139900402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1. Besides working a full time job during the week, gym at a minimum of 3 times a week, I also work a part time job on the weekends at a doggie daycare/kennel (Love it). It might seem busy however I do make time for my family, friends and my dog - they are the most important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I have no idea where in that are you going to fit me and you+me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Are you the one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No - it is Marilyn Monroe! too bad you'd have to die to be with her!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. not into game players cheaters or being lied to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;That is kinda nice of you to reveal your negative assets!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Simply is the best of me, sincere, caring, conservative person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Simply Complicated you mean!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I am looking a nice person who is willing to go out on weekends or stay in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How about get a dog?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Looking for an honest one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;One and Honest? Goodluck searching the haystack of honesty!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I must have someone who is willing to accept me for the way I am and not someone who wants to morph me into that perfect someone, cuz let's face it-the perfect someone does not exist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Let's face it you are way too far and scared from trying to be perfect - next please!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I will pretty much eat anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A roasted roach too?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. I don't like alcoholics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How many have you been with to know that you dont like em?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. I am outgoing,funny,caring,loving and show my feelings through physical touches so get used to this and if its a problem - OH WELL! Deal with it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You've got enough to deal with in your head and life - you just don't seem accomodating! Peace!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://datingprofilememe.blogspot.com/" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399999929805991122" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 221px; height: 207px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2cobFMPcGo/SwCOTcA-lWI/AAAAAAAAV3U/K72qbGLzYX0/s320/TDPM+Logo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052038012453780909-9092508371300521733?l=fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/feeds/9092508371300521733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4052038012453780909&amp;postID=9092508371300521733' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/9092508371300521733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/9092508371300521733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/2010/06/going-to-dogs.html' title='Going to the Dogs'/><author><name>Divaa Divine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17457305933584528376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1ProeWRR3m8/TZAoxxrYZfI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/Aloauo-jtW4/s220/tumblr_lfgorlAco91qbttq4o1_500_large.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TCcE8MZN-_I/AAAAAAAAA1k/ESae4wp2GQc/s72-c/tumblr_l4661gPd6E1qzxhoso1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-5778448408281673593</id><published>2010-06-24T01:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T00:30:00.779-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thursday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><title type='text'>Welcome to Summertime 2010!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TCMW5yMZKAI/AAAAAAAAAu8/UxdociRo48k/s1600/aaaahhh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 262px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TCMW5yMZKAI/AAAAAAAAAu8/UxdociRo48k/s400/aaaahhh.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486253953049503746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Doing Thursday Thunks the FIRST TIME EVER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. It became officially summer on Monday. What's your favorite part of winter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sorry but summer has been in my country since March and I am not excited about recalls of the winter – it passed too quick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What was your worst summer vacation ever?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The summer of … no recalls :P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Kimber's husband just got the dream job that he's hoped for. So a big shout out to her and Anthony! Tell us about the best job that you ever had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am in my best job. Just waiting to get paid more than the boss’s secretary. Sucks when you know she isn’t doing anything and you do everything and still don’t get more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Who is probably talking a load of crap about you right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;haha – the world doesn’t revolve around me :D thank GOD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. An alien appears and offers you the opportunity to repeat one year of your life. You will still know everything that you know now. He explains that no matter what you do differently, when you are returned to the present nothing will have changed. What year would you pick and why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How about just rewindddddddd to the time when my ex best friend didn’t meet the girl he married and met me instead!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Name three things you have on you at all times. Explain why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I have my bracelet, which looks nice with every outfit I wear.&lt;br /&gt;I have my hair clip to keep my bangs in place.&lt;br /&gt;And my gold earrings which are neutral to all attires.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. When was the last time you wrote a letter to someone on paper and mailed it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;In 2007 August.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. If you could have everyone in the blogosphere read just one of your posts, which post would you pick and why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I can’t pick and choose, but I think the &lt;a href="http://2short2sweet.blogspot.com/2010/02/wife-resume.html"&gt;wife’s resume&lt;/a&gt; they’d find interesting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. I recently read that the music industry continues to decline at an alarming rate. In the last year it said the sales of Michael Jackson's and The Beatles' music are the only artists who sales continue to climb. The article stated that the two are holding up the industry. Have you bought a CD or mp3 of either artist recently?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I don’t but any anymore. I download em.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What radio ad right now do you find so annoying that you'd rather have a tooth drilled than hear it again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Who listens to radio?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Berleen walks into a bar on a hot Minnesota day. At the bar sits a priest, a rabbi and a minister. A ten foot duck walks into the bar right after Berleen. What drink do you think Berleen orders?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Beer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. There is a knock on your door. It can be anyone in the world. Who would you want it to be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My future with open arms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What would be the worst entertainment or sporting that you could be forced to watch?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rugby – pathetic and boring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://thursdaythunks.blogspot.com/2010/06/welcome-to-summertime-2010.html"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 143px; height: 159px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TCMWrBG8YhI/AAAAAAAAAu0/h0hUIDexqnI/s400/thursdaythunks.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486253699355140626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/SEHAR/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/SEHAR/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052038012453780909-5778448408281673593?l=fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/feeds/5778448408281673593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4052038012453780909&amp;postID=5778448408281673593' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/5778448408281673593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/5778448408281673593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/2010/06/welcome-to-summertime-2010.html' title='Welcome to Summertime 2010!'/><author><name>Divaa Divine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17457305933584528376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1ProeWRR3m8/TZAoxxrYZfI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/Aloauo-jtW4/s220/tumblr_lfgorlAco91qbttq4o1_500_large.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TCMW5yMZKAI/AAAAAAAAAu8/UxdociRo48k/s72-c/aaaahhh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-5497035965425255721</id><published>2010-06-23T01:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T01:28:03.234-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wednesday'/><title type='text'>Heating with Heather</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TCMUSsKSqGI/AAAAAAAAAus/wHx1eO7HbxY/s1600/H_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TCMUSsKSqGI/AAAAAAAAAus/wHx1eO7HbxY/s400/H_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486251082391922786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. "With a parent, it's always guilt. You want to be there, but you kind of also want to be here." &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Tell us about a time where you had to be selfish with your time, and felt guilty about it (whether it was time taken from your children or a S/O).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No recalls absolutely. Probably when I had to spend an entire day at the salon, skipping work and family, getting pampering. Does that count? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. "Sex appeal is not on purpose." &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Do you feel that you can create more sex appeal or that it's just a given?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I don’t think on those lines. I have an appeal of a magnetic and I think that is enough to pull no?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. "One man is not enough." &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Has there ever been a time when monogamy seemed difficult?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hell no!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. "I think I've always been good so God wouldn't strike me dead." &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Do your religious beliefs really influence your behavior?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My beliefs have made me who I am today and what I do is entirely based on my moral understanding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. "You just have to forgive them for being men."&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Do you feel there are some things in a S/O that you can't change because of their sex?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Change is permanent. It happens but over time. And in everyone it happens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. "When I look in the mirror I see the girl I was when I was growing up, with braces, crooked teeth, a baby face and a skinny body." &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Do you see a younger less secure person when you gaze in the mirror?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No, and oldie who needs to plan her life accordingly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. “I was a pregnant vixen.” &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;If you have ever been pregnant, or have been with a woman who was, how did effect your sex life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No clue about that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. “Everything needs to be worked on...” &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;What would you like to work on to become a better person?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My ability to tolerate and forget. I have this darn good memory and I am not pleased with it usually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. "From an early age, I was aware of what America meant, and how the Marines at Camp Pendleton were ready to defend us at a moment's notice. I also remember what fabulous bodies those troops had." &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;When did you think that you understood the sacrifices that people in the military make on behalf of their country?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;After I started reading the history of my country and writing my version of it with heart and soul. But it still remains that I am patriotically challenged.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. "The bigger the better. Do I dare say that!?" &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;In your experience, is there truth here?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No. Happiness Comes in Small Packages.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://jjatww.blogspot.com/" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461178542952606178" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2cobFMPcGo/S8oA80Os6eI/AAAAAAAAX5M/hAZVuMV2Fyc/s320/Wednesday+small+Logo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052038012453780909-5497035965425255721?l=fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/feeds/5497035965425255721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4052038012453780909&amp;postID=5497035965425255721' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/5497035965425255721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/5497035965425255721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/2010/06/heating-with-heather.html' title='Heating with Heather'/><author><name>Divaa Divine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17457305933584528376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1ProeWRR3m8/TZAoxxrYZfI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/Aloauo-jtW4/s220/tumblr_lfgorlAco91qbttq4o1_500_large.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TCMUSsKSqGI/AAAAAAAAAus/wHx1eO7HbxY/s72-c/H_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-2101249466840620797</id><published>2010-06-16T05:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T06:02:44.835-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wednesday'/><title type='text'>Truce with Bruce</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TBjLYgU6TGI/AAAAAAAAAsI/naZy7REIGjU/s1600/tumblr_kzrrgqDWej1qbtgjzo1_500_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 273px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TBjLYgU6TGI/AAAAAAAAAsI/naZy7REIGjU/s400/tumblr_kzrrgqDWej1qbtgjzo1_500_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483356168178519138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. “When it comes to luck, you make your own.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Do you believe you have that type of control over your luck?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Absolutely NOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. “You've got to learn to live with what you can't rise above.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;What is something you have had difficulty rising above?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My attachment with those non-existent in my life now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. “Poor men wanna be rich, rich men wanna be kings, and a king ain’t satisfied till he rules everything.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Would you want to be rich?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Who wouldn't? Money talks baby!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. “The best music is essentially there to provide you something to face the world with.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Tell us about a song that helps you "face the world."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gotta be Somebody by Nickelback&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. “In America everything's about who's number one today.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Have you ever been a fan of someone you thought would last but turned out to be a flash in the pan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nopes ... I always know who'll hit it big ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. “Is a dream a lie if it don't come true, or is it something worse?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;Has any dream of yours come true?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yes, I am with a job that I love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. “Our American government has strayed too far from American values. It is time to move forward. The country we carry in our hearts is waiting.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;What would you change if you became the president?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I would change people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. "Yeah, I had gay friends. The first thing I realized was that everybody's different, and it becomes obvious that all of the gay stereotypes are ridiculous."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;How do you feel about gay rights?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Absurd and unnecessary!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. " It's a sad man my friend who's living in his own skin and can't stand the company."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Have you ever been disappointed in yourself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Many times. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. "The best music is essentially there to provide you something to face the world with."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;What's your favorite type of music? What's your favorite band?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I like to have beats in my music, gives my heart a pump!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://jjatww.blogspot.com/" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461178542952606178" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2cobFMPcGo/S8oA80Os6eI/AAAAAAAAX5M/hAZVuMV2Fyc/s320/Wednesday+small+Logo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052038012453780909-2101249466840620797?l=fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/feeds/2101249466840620797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4052038012453780909&amp;postID=2101249466840620797' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/2101249466840620797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/2101249466840620797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/2010/06/truce-with-bruce.html' title='Truce with Bruce'/><author><name>Divaa Divine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17457305933584528376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1ProeWRR3m8/TZAoxxrYZfI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/Aloauo-jtW4/s220/tumblr_lfgorlAco91qbttq4o1_500_large.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TBjLYgU6TGI/AAAAAAAAAsI/naZy7REIGjU/s72-c/tumblr_kzrrgqDWej1qbtgjzo1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-8673019196462280102</id><published>2010-06-09T09:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T09:09:22.790-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wednesday'/><title type='text'>Let's get Frank, Frank!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TA-8az0XByI/AAAAAAAAApY/v_K94B33ajg/s1600/tumblr_kzm7h0Ma0D1qzeifbo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TA-8az0XByI/AAAAAAAAApY/v_K94B33ajg/s400/tumblr_kzm7h0Ma0D1qzeifbo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480806440305624866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. “I feel sorry for people who don't drink. When they wake up in the morning, that's as good as they're going to feel all day.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;How often do you drink alcohol?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;NEVER EVER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. “The best revenge is massive success.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;Have you ever gloated or wanted to over success?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;YOU MEAN OVER SUCCEED ... NO! I JUST WANNA SUCCEED!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. “You gotta love livin', baby, 'cause dyin' is a pain in the [butt].”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;What do enjoy most about your life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;MY JOB IS FANTASTIC - IT KEEPS ME SANE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. “I'm not one of those complicated, mixed-up cats. I'm not looking for the secret to life.... I just go on from day to day, taking what comes.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;Do you ever overthink a situation in your life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;YES - WHEN THE HELL AM I TO WED!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. “I would like to be remembered as a man who had a wonderful time living life, a man who had good friends, fine family - and I don't think I could ask for anything more than that, actually.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;Tell us about your best friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;WHEN HE WAS THERE I NEEDED NO BODY ELSE IN THE WORLD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. “I like intelligent women. When you go out, it shouldn't be a staring contest.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;How important is intelligence when picking (or having picked) a s/o to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;VERY IMPORTANT! WITHOUT HIS WIT AND INTELLIGENCE WE WOULDN't LAST AT ALL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. “I drink to the confusion of our enemies.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;What's the closest situation that you've had to dealing with an enemy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;SO CLOSE THAT SHE COULD STAB ME but I ESCAPED!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. “Orange is the happiest color.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;What's your favorite color?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;PEACH AND PINK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. “Dare to wear the foolish clown face.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;Are you ever a clown?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;I AM! WHEN I AM HIGH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. “Don't get even, get mad.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;Have you ever tried getting even?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;NO. FOR ME SILENCE IS THE BEST REVENGE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://jjatww.blogspot.com" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461178542952606178" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2cobFMPcGo/S8oA80Os6eI/AAAAAAAAX5M/hAZVuMV2Fyc/s320/Wednesday+small+Logo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052038012453780909-8673019196462280102?l=fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/feeds/8673019196462280102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4052038012453780909&amp;postID=8673019196462280102' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/8673019196462280102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/8673019196462280102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/2010/06/lets-get-frank-frank.html' title='Let&apos;s get Frank, Frank!'/><author><name>Divaa Divine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17457305933584528376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1ProeWRR3m8/TZAoxxrYZfI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/Aloauo-jtW4/s220/tumblr_lfgorlAco91qbttq4o1_500_large.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TA-8az0XByI/AAAAAAAAApY/v_K94B33ajg/s72-c/tumblr_kzm7h0Ma0D1qzeifbo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-1973937222690467725</id><published>2010-06-03T03:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T03:06:52.437-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>On this day, God wants you to know…</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TAd-gnDhSCI/AAAAAAAAAkw/Fc16ncGQpHQ/s1600/tumblr_l1fzxftmpe1qzk679o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TAd-gnDhSCI/AAAAAAAAAkw/Fc16ncGQpHQ/s400/tumblr_l1fzxftmpe1qzk679o1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478486570424158242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;… that there is no such thing as conditional love. Love is either unconditional or it’s no love. You might like someone conditional on their personality or behavior or circumstances. But love accepts no boundaries. So never say ‘I love you because’, for love has no cause, love comes from God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052038012453780909-1973937222690467725?l=fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/feeds/1973937222690467725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4052038012453780909&amp;postID=1973937222690467725' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/1973937222690467725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/1973937222690467725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/2010/06/on-this-day-god-wants-you-to-know.html' title='On this day, God wants you to know…'/><author><name>Divaa Divine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17457305933584528376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1ProeWRR3m8/TZAoxxrYZfI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/Aloauo-jtW4/s220/tumblr_lfgorlAco91qbttq4o1_500_large.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TAd-gnDhSCI/AAAAAAAAAkw/Fc16ncGQpHQ/s72-c/tumblr_l1fzxftmpe1qzk679o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-369721953026279891</id><published>2010-05-29T23:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T23:15:54.292-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><title type='text'>The Dating Profiles Meme: So Little to Ask</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TAICUlvuyFI/AAAAAAAAAfo/edVjVbispxA/s1600/4647577171_6d5ef21f5e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 338px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TAICUlvuyFI/AAAAAAAAAfo/edVjVbispxA/s400/4647577171_6d5ef21f5e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476942649588893778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1. A relationship that is rooted in God, commitment, unconditional love, unconditional respect, loyalty, mutual appreciation, mutual understanding, great communication, honesty, openness, accountability, faithfulness, compromise, mutual support, sharing, partnership, lots of fun, adventure, romance and great depths of intimacy is so little to ask for I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Whao the translation of your little was highly drowning. One question how do you define little? because I think we'll not agree there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I don't usually like risks but becoming a single parent has shown me that I can be empowered to do things I would not have done in the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What is so empowering about being a single parent? If you couldn't do it while you were single then it is a figment of your imagination!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I am a full time college student, going on my fifth year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kool! so from there you plan to where?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I enjoy walking the bike paths when weather is nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alone? and you wanna date? blah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I am successful, intelligent, motivated and interested in finding some companionship. I "live in the moment".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hahaha! too good you are with words - I'd like to see you live in the moment!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I will try to explain about my life, pesonality and what i think would be a good match however, i'm not one who likes talking about myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hohohohoho you dont? and you also know that what we say seldom applies to the real us - it is actually the opposite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. We must be good example in our society and you must be the one I will love forever because divorce is not an option for me again and once i decide to fall in love with someone, I will love with all i am and all i had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Agreed but what if your partner is the opposite? what you want wont keep the relationship afloat would it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I want to be able to go and talk with you if i am down or not in a good mood. That is what relationships are all about. Isnt it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No that isn't relationship that is conversation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. My ideal match is someone who has a zest for life,someone who can have laugh and have fun but, and at the same time, they most be responsible. Or at least somewhat, ya know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;too much you ask for in too little a life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. My imagination helps me to perceive the world. Desire to perceive the world, desire to create and desire to love - these are constituents of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and you live there? have you found a match there? why in the world are you speaking here and looking here?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://datingprofilememe.blogspot.com/" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399999929805991122" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 221px; height: 207px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2cobFMPcGo/SwCOTcA-lWI/AAAAAAAAV3U/K72qbGLzYX0/s320/TDPM+Logo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052038012453780909-369721953026279891?l=fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/feeds/369721953026279891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4052038012453780909&amp;postID=369721953026279891' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/369721953026279891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/369721953026279891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/2010/05/dating-profiles-meme-so-little-to-ask.html' title='The Dating Profiles Meme: So Little to Ask'/><author><name>Divaa Divine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17457305933584528376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1ProeWRR3m8/TZAoxxrYZfI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/Aloauo-jtW4/s220/tumblr_lfgorlAco91qbttq4o1_500_large.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TAICUlvuyFI/AAAAAAAAAfo/edVjVbispxA/s72-c/4647577171_6d5ef21f5e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-2165110249459281738</id><published>2010-05-26T10:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T10:36:59.309-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wednesday'/><title type='text'>No Well when Cowell</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/S_1cMzfxiNI/AAAAAAAAAX4/9IJ_y-UDXYo/s1600/Dying_Rose_by_DarkCrissus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 273px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/S_1cMzfxiNI/AAAAAAAAAX4/9IJ_y-UDXYo/s400/Dying_Rose_by_DarkCrissus.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475634097004054738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. “If your lifeguard duties were as good as your singing, a lot of people would be drowning.” How well do you swim?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Swim? ha... I don't swim I make others swim ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. “I think he knows how to articulate something that people are entertained by and still be true to the message he's trying to send, ... very aware of himself.” How self aware do you think you are?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am pretty self aware to the extent that I know I have a tendency to have my foot in my mouth on many occasions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. “If you've got a big mouth and you're controversial, you're going to get attention.” Who has a big mouth that you like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I hate big mouths - they make me think that something went wrong when they were being delivered&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. “I think you have to judge everything based on your personal taste. And if that means being critical, so be it. I hate political correctness. I absolutely loathe it.” Do you believe in political correctness?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hahaha the absurdity of this correctness yes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. “I find Paula patronizing. It's as simple as that. Paula is more damaging than I am to these contestants because a lot of people just shouldn't be singing for a living.” Do you ever patronize people?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;to an extent but never over the top. I am patriotically challenged by all means&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. “Not everybody is perfect, and I don't think we should be looking for perfect people.” Do you or someone you know strive constantly to be perfect?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I do. Because I live by going there where I see, falling short of no problem but not trying has all problems&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. “I never want to hear that song again. I cannot stand it. I'm allergic to it.” What song are you totally sick of and why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am sick of no song to dat. My choice of songs can always be played and replayed. I have good taste which never goes out of style&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. “I like the fact that they're cocky now from the age of four.” How old were you when you got cocky? What changed to make you so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;huh what is that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. “And there's more open hostility among them because the competition is so intense.” When you compete with someone, have you ever gotten hostile?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I have but in words. Some people know how to tick me off really!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. “Why are you having a normal conversation with him? This is a dairy farmer dressed as a woman.” Do you talk differently to someone because of the way that they are dressed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hehehe yea - I try to because those with their heads in their butts hardly ever understand me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers to &lt;a href="http://jjatww.blogspot.com/"&gt;Wednesday Wickedness&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052038012453780909-2165110249459281738?l=fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/feeds/2165110249459281738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4052038012453780909&amp;postID=2165110249459281738' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/2165110249459281738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/2165110249459281738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/2010/05/no-well-when-cowell.html' title='No Well when Cowell'/><author><name>Divaa Divine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17457305933584528376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1ProeWRR3m8/TZAoxxrYZfI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/Aloauo-jtW4/s220/tumblr_lfgorlAco91qbttq4o1_500_large.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/S_1cMzfxiNI/AAAAAAAAAX4/9IJ_y-UDXYo/s72-c/Dying_Rose_by_DarkCrissus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-1549577831146483993</id><published>2010-05-22T11:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T11:17:14.892-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><title type='text'>Sunday Stealing: The Voice Post Meme</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/S_gfX3IW1BI/AAAAAAAAATw/LMizIff5AJU/s1600/tumblr_kxv7mlIiKB1qzuez2o1_500_large.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/S_gfX3IW1BI/AAAAAAAAATw/LMizIff5AJU/s400/tumblr_kxv7mlIiKB1qzuez2o1_500_large.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474159841865290770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1) What's your middle name?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Divine ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2) How old are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The age where I should have had a kid at least&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3) Where are you from? Are you living there right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am from a place on the globe which you may not know of because we arent a super power and yes I am still there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4) Is it cold where you are?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha! please if 41 degrees is cold then so it is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5) What's the time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The time to go dance in my shower!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6) What are you wearing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a few extra pounds which I wanna strip off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7) What was the last thing you listened to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my friend telling me 'that i have the tendency to attract lunatics'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8) What was the last thing you ate?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some peas from my nutty Chinese dish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9) What was the last thing you watched on TV?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is there to watch I listen to TV!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10) What's your favorite tv show? Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life is my favorite TV show. Every episode I look forward to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;11) Quick! Find a book, or something with text on it! Flip to a random page and post the second paragraph's first sentence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do I look crazy to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;12) What was the last movie you saw? How was it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a comedy movie but why should u wanna know, you dont have a sense of humor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;13) Do YOU think you have an accent? Where do people in your country do people speak with strong accents?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes I do, my accent which isn't any country based :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240707426999565698" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SLq7o24PfYI/AAAAAAAAePs/h2LvahE5h7E/s200/SundayStealing.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052038012453780909-1549577831146483993?l=fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/feeds/1549577831146483993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4052038012453780909&amp;postID=1549577831146483993' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/1549577831146483993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/1549577831146483993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/2010/05/sunday-stealing-voice-post-meme.html' title='Sunday Stealing: The Voice Post Meme'/><author><name>Divaa Divine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17457305933584528376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1ProeWRR3m8/TZAoxxrYZfI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/Aloauo-jtW4/s220/tumblr_lfgorlAco91qbttq4o1_500_large.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/S_gfX3IW1BI/AAAAAAAAATw/LMizIff5AJU/s72-c/tumblr_kxv7mlIiKB1qzuez2o1_500_large.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-3449580084127798687</id><published>2010-05-07T12:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T13:00:35.384-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thursday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><title type='text'>The Full Course Meal</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l1hxcumNtU1qaedy9o1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l1hxcumNtU1qaedy9o1_400.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1. I am not a side dish--i am the full course meal!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Fine I won't savor you like I savor my fries and dip, you'll be treated like a chicken torn apart! is that good enough?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;2. I do not want the kind of love I can live with, I want the kind of love I can’t live without.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;How are you a better judge of the kind of love you are about to get? I mean what if the kind of love which you can't live without isn't what you are gonna live with? do i make sense?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;3. I love to be outdoors doing things from hunting to biking to riding a motorcycle to walking on a hillside to swimming in a pond to watching a polo match.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;So you are all about going to bed anywhere then? shame on you for being so out loud about it! gross!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;4. I believe if you meet someone on a date and you are not attracted to each other then there is no point in continuing to date.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;Really? Eureka?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;5. I have been viewed as a perfectionist, but what I believe in is when you do something, make sure you do it right!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;How about do it right by your definition and then run someone over thinking you did just right? how ridiculous!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;6. I am looking for someone who is half as happy to see me as my dogs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;hahahaha... so you want something like a slurp when you come back from a hard day and some drool on your crisp white shirt? is there a cat you'll hire for the laundry?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;7. Liars and cheaters will not be tolerated!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Listen you don't make these rules before you are in the game. When you are just on the outskirts, don't jump too high, the forks will plunge in deep!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;8. I am in need of some down time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Is that like a time out? I am sure you could elaborate a little more on that need of yours because it isn't in the hierarchy of human needs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;9. I wanna be with someone who is better that the last relationship. The sex was not two good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;You will compare? and what makes you think you were the bad in the sex then? and the not so lasting element in it too?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;10. You smile even when soaked on a wet day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Wow! I am sure Einstein would have had a good laugh over this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;p.s. my first time playing - sorry for the bluntness and rudenss :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://datingprofilememe.blogspot.com/" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399999929805991122" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 221px; height: 207px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2cobFMPcGo/SwCOTcA-lWI/AAAAAAAAV3U/K72qbGLzYX0/s320/TDPM+Logo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052038012453780909-3449580084127798687?l=fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/feeds/3449580084127798687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4052038012453780909&amp;postID=3449580084127798687' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/3449580084127798687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/3449580084127798687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/2010/05/full-course-meal.html' title='The Full Course Meal'/><author><name>Divaa Divine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17457305933584528376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1ProeWRR3m8/TZAoxxrYZfI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/Aloauo-jtW4/s220/tumblr_lfgorlAco91qbttq4o1_500_large.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2cobFMPcGo/SwCOTcA-lWI/AAAAAAAAV3U/K72qbGLzYX0/s72-c/TDPM+Logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-3929798762566195129</id><published>2010-05-05T04:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T04:52:51.964-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wednesday'/><title type='text'>A Twist with Swift</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/S-Fb8siV2PI/AAAAAAAAAGk/Z5YicBrJ8hg/s1600/ty.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 308px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/S-Fb8siV2PI/AAAAAAAAAGk/Z5YicBrJ8hg/s400/ty.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467752520909969650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. "I never want to change so much that people can't recognize me." Do you believe people can truly change?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh they always change - but mostly for the worse they do and they find such peace in it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. "People haven't always been there for me but music always has." Do you have people in your life you could always count on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I did once and now I don't think I want to count on anyone for xyz reasons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. "I’m intimidated by the fear of being average." Do you think there is anything wrong with being average?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Not at all. Because no one is average - we all have something which is better than the rest!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. "Never believe anyone who says you don't deserve what you want." Do you believe you deserve everything you want?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I do believe and hence I ask always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. " I have to believe in fairy tales and I have to believe in love." Do you believe in fairy tale love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Yes! and I am yet to make my fairy tale!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. " I wouldn't want to date a pushover who would let me make all the plans and have all the control." Do you believe in sharing the control in your relationships?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;yes. Not everything is one sided and so is power - in some things we all have to have a say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. "Sometimes [finding new friends] is the best thing about dating. I've met so many friends through guys that I've dated. And now, the guys are gone but the girls are still around." Did you ever make a close friend from someone that you've dated?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;No. I dont think that is ever a wise option&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. "But there are a lot of rumors out there that you just have to ignore." Has anyone ever spread something malicious about you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;Oh yes. there have been plenty of rats in my life... wonder why I had to be so popular&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. "I set goals that are just a little bit out of reach, but not totally out of reach." How do you go about setting your goals?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I set goals one day at a time - too far out isnt my kinda thing ever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. " I remember seeing girls crying in the bathroom every Monday about what they did at a party that weekend. I never wanted to be that girl." Have you ever done something at a party that you've ever regretted?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Nopes. I am always sober :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://jjatww.blogspot.com/" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461178542952606178" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2cobFMPcGo/S8oA80Os6eI/AAAAAAAAX5M/hAZVuMV2Fyc/s320/Wednesday+small+Logo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052038012453780909-3929798762566195129?l=fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/feeds/3929798762566195129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4052038012453780909&amp;postID=3929798762566195129' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/3929798762566195129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/3929798762566195129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/2010/05/twist-with-swift.html' title='A Twist with Swift'/><author><name>Divaa Divine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17457305933584528376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1ProeWRR3m8/TZAoxxrYZfI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/Aloauo-jtW4/s220/tumblr_lfgorlAco91qbttq4o1_500_large.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/S-Fb8siV2PI/AAAAAAAAAGk/Z5YicBrJ8hg/s72-c/ty.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-2765224637938066923</id><published>2010-04-29T12:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T12:16:42.347-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wednesday'/><title type='text'>Wickedness with Pitt</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://splashinthepacific.files.wordpress.com/2009/08/brad-pitt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://splashinthepacific.files.wordpress.com/2009/08/brad-pitt.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1. "I've got a hard time with morals. All I know is what feels right, what's more important to me is being honest about who you are. Morals I get a little hung up on.” Do you ever have a hard time with morals?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Not if I know the difference between the right and the wrong :) It is tricky though because the wrong is always appealing and we find ways to justify but then I am good with it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. “Being married means I can [break wind] and eat ice cream in bed.” Do you eat in bed? If yes, what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Of course I eat in bed. I had my dinner after gyming in bed. Yes the bed is more than just a place to make love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;3. “I phoned my grandparents and my grandfather said 'we saw your movie'. 'Which one?' I said. He shouted 'Betty, what was the name of that movie I didn't like?” What was the last movie you hated and why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOL. I don't quite remember bad movies because it is not very often I pick a bad one. Why waste time on bad when I know what good is huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;4. “We made a plan at school to meet in her garage and kiss. It was like this little business deal. I kissed her and then I ran home.” Did you make 'a plan' the first time you made love or did it just happen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mmmm It was spontaneous and hence the most miraculous of experiences. We acually felt sacred! at least I did! totally holy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. “You must lose everything in order to gain anything.” Have you ever felt that you lost it all? If yes, explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Of course I have. After losing so much in so long I am beginning to think I have actually gained the double of weight. And that to lose is such a fatigue!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;6. “We did a little training in the beginning, ... But again, these guys aren't supposed to be skilled fighters.” When were you last time that you were in a fight (physical or not)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I usually avoid fights and the last time I gave a silent treatment is ongoing at the moment!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;7. “My week consists ... five days out of the seven I've got at least three cars of paparazzi on me that I've got to either lose or whatever.” Have you ever been stalked?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hell yes! at this very moment I am being stalked and God knows what the pleasure is but the guy is psychotic and messed up in life! completely!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;8. “I mean, that's the modified self-help version of the psychology, I guess.” Do you believe in 'self help' for problems, or do you prefer therapy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I prefer both. When things get a little out of my hands, I am not shy to ask for help!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. “Fame is a bitch, man.” Do you agree that fame is lousy or would you love to give it a try? Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I have fame, what do you think I have in this virtuality? It is all cool fame :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;10. “I have always been somebody that really wants to be married. And I don't know if that's just so I can do it differently than my parents did and prove marriage does work.” Do you believe in forever, as in 'love forever'?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HELLOOOOOOOOOOOOO I am a person of commitment and hence marriage is a sacred relationship which requires love forever and I am a believer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://jjatww.blogspot.com/" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461178542952606178" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2cobFMPcGo/S8oA80Os6eI/AAAAAAAAX5M/hAZVuMV2Fyc/s320/Wednesday+small+Logo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052038012453780909-2765224637938066923?l=fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/feeds/2765224637938066923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4052038012453780909&amp;postID=2765224637938066923' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/2765224637938066923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/2765224637938066923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/2010/04/wickedness-with-pitt.html' title='Wickedness with Pitt'/><author><name>Divaa Divine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17457305933584528376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1ProeWRR3m8/TZAoxxrYZfI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/Aloauo-jtW4/s220/tumblr_lfgorlAco91qbttq4o1_500_large.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2cobFMPcGo/S8oA80Os6eI/AAAAAAAAX5M/hAZVuMV2Fyc/s72-c/Wednesday+small+Logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-4775390086675601975</id><published>2010-04-24T13:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T13:58:50.486-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><title type='text'>The Fandom Meme</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images1.fanpop.com/images/photos/1500000/James-Lafferty-Bethany-Joy-Lenz-james-lafferty-1502093-400-300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://images1.fanpop.com/images/photos/1500000/James-Lafferty-Bethany-Joy-Lenz-james-lafferty-1502093-400-300.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The first character I fell in love with: Nathan Scott from One Tree Hill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The character I never expected to love as much as I do now: Nathan Scott always and forever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. The character I would shag anytime: Leopold from Kate and Leopold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The character I'd slap: Lucas Scott from One Tree Hill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Who are my 3 favorite characters. Natahn Scott, Haley James Scott and Brook Davis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What are my 3 favorite pairings. Nathan and Haley, Kate and Leopold, Harry and Sally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Which character I'm most like. I can't judge me as a character, but I can relate to Haley maybe because I love Nathan so much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. The coolest thing about the canon: canon? what canon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. The lamest crappiest thing about the canon: I dunno!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. My guiltiest pleasure in this fandom: I imagine me with someone like Nathan in hot kisses ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What story I wish I could read (or art I wish I could see): Wanna see all over Rome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What story I wish I had written/still want to write: A 1000 Splendid Suns :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240707426999565698" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SLq7o24PfYI/AAAAAAAAePs/h2LvahE5h7E/s200/SundayStealing.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052038012453780909-4775390086675601975?l=fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/feeds/4775390086675601975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4052038012453780909&amp;postID=4775390086675601975' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/4775390086675601975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/4775390086675601975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/2010/04/fandom-meme.html' title='The Fandom Meme'/><author><name>Americanising Desi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/TL6OOad1emI/AAAAAAAAETM/Vyw6RyytpY0/S220/tumblr_l9z4glxKoq1qa3op2o1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SLq7o24PfYI/AAAAAAAAePs/h2LvahE5h7E/s72-c/SundayStealing.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-2852689146467708474</id><published>2010-04-23T22:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T22:39:48.576-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saturday'/><title type='text'>I Want to Hold Your Hand</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. What do you notice about other people's hands?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How smooth they are and how clean the nails are!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. If someone was nosing around your house, what would you hope they wouldn't see?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Now I can't spill it here as an invite to have someone snoop around :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. Do you think that the more stuff you own enhances your life or adds to your burden?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Adds to  the burden and so I spring clean often&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. What was the last movie you saw in the theatre?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I saw.... I don't remember... it has been ages! But it was some bollywood flick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. What do you have under your bed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;my suitcases&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6. What do you think your s/o or best friend would say about what makes you unique?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;They'd day my ability to be selfless without asking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7. What's your current favorite TV commercial?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The coca cola commercial as always and there is a song commercial from zong!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8. Who do you owe a phone call to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;No one - I owe no such thing to no one!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9. Do you know about my friend's new meme Wednesday Wickedness? Will you give it a try this week just for me? Please? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I know it and I tried it :) it is great. Check it out&lt;a href="http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/2010/04/ww-george-clooney.html"&gt; here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://samanthasaturday9.blogspot.com/" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242998950100664370" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SMLfxDp_ADI/AAAAAAAAegw/SR7ugXNeROQ/s200/sat9logo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052038012453780909-2852689146467708474?l=fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/feeds/2852689146467708474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4052038012453780909&amp;postID=2852689146467708474' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/2852689146467708474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/2852689146467708474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-want-to-hold-your-hand.html' title='I Want to Hold Your Hand'/><author><name>Americanising Desi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/TL6OOad1emI/AAAAAAAAETM/Vyw6RyytpY0/S220/tumblr_l9z4glxKoq1qa3op2o1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SMLfxDp_ADI/AAAAAAAAegw/SR7ugXNeROQ/s72-c/sat9logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-260084066960111479</id><published>2010-04-21T03:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T03:51:36.894-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wednesday'/><title type='text'>Happiness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/S87YqVghw7I/AAAAAAAADpw/rko0mgPgGA8/s1600/q1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/S87YqVghw7I/AAAAAAAADpw/rko0mgPgGA8/s400/q1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462541619886670770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You can't wear it&lt;br /&gt;You can't purchase it&lt;br /&gt;You can't drive it&lt;br /&gt;You can't sell it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes you can't have it forever even if you try and keep it locked away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think you can &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;negotiate&lt;/span&gt; for it but you can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't win it&lt;br /&gt;You can't marry it&lt;br /&gt;You can't inherit it&lt;br /&gt;You can't dial 911 for it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can only live it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes happiness is not a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;negotiation&lt;/span&gt; made on a round table conference.&lt;br /&gt;It isn't a promise in a bonding.&lt;br /&gt;It isn't that piece of diamond that you wear on your ring.&lt;br /&gt;It isn't that fancy car you drive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it is surely the essence of every day when you have what no one does.&lt;br /&gt;You have a partner who loves you and makes ends meet for you.&lt;br /&gt;You have that hug and that moment to sit and smile and treasure it forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happiness is in the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;ebb&lt;/span&gt; and flow of every day living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is just not &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;random&lt;/span&gt; enough to be acquired off a stall or rack. It isn't buried anywhere but your will which whenever wants can dig it up and make it an every day part of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.threewordwednesday.com/"&gt;3WW&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052038012453780909-260084066960111479?l=fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/feeds/260084066960111479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4052038012453780909&amp;postID=260084066960111479' title='26 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/260084066960111479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/260084066960111479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/2010/04/happiness.html' title='Happiness'/><author><name>Americanising Desi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/TL6OOad1emI/AAAAAAAAETM/Vyw6RyytpY0/S220/tumblr_l9z4glxKoq1qa3op2o1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/S87YqVghw7I/AAAAAAAADpw/rko0mgPgGA8/s72-c/q1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>26</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-2812046984198286717</id><published>2010-04-20T13:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T13:33:38.362-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wednesday'/><title type='text'>WW: George Clooney</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.fetchmyflyingmonkeys.com/blog/photo/george_clooney_swimming.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 321px; height: 381px;" src="http://www.fetchmyflyingmonkeys.com/blog/photo/george_clooney_swimming.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1. "I grew up in the world of bad television, on my dad's sets and then as a young schmuck on dating shows and so on." What is your all time worst TV show and why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I despise Bold and the Beautiful and I am yet to figure out a good enough reason to state!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. "I'm certainly the last person to give advice on, well, anything." Where do you get advice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get it from the intellect I have fed over the years and the gut feeling which pops up on everything and mind you it is the best feeling ever!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. "Run for office? No. I've slept with too many women, I've done too many drugs, and I've been to too many parties." What celebrity do you think could make a run for office?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmmmmmmmmmm Denzel Washington :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. "The only failure is not to try." Tell us about a recent failure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My recent failure is probably the incapability to fall for a guy at work because he has no degree under his belt and just started his career at the age of 29. Hmmm yes it is more of my failure than his.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. "After doing One Fine Day and playing a pediatrician on ER, I'll never have kids. I'm going to have a vasectomy." If you have kids, tell us about them. If not, would you want them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will God willing have my own kids one day. I plan on three. Two sons and a daughter. And they will be kids mind you, not like robots of today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. "You have only a short period of time in your life to make your mark, and I'm there now." Have you made your mark yet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am yet to make a leap for certain things and perhaps the time isn't now, it will surely come one day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. "I don't believe in happy endings, but I do believe in happy travels, because ultimately, you die at a very young age, or you live long enough to watch your friends die. It's a mean thing, life." Do you believe in happy endings?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did until many endings were rather very uncalled for. Now I know the happy beginnings and cherish them more and of course the good ride which leads us to good memories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. "I was in a bar and I said to a friend, 'You know, we've become those 40-year-old guys we used to look at and say, 'Isn't it sad?'" Have you ever felt that way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol! at 27 I think I feel like that completely!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. "I'd think, 'In a relationship, we should never have this kind of fight.' Then, instead of figuring out how to make it work, I looked for a way to get out of it. The truth is, you shouldn't be married if you're that kind of person." Have you ever left a relationship that you later regretted?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope. I left no relationship. In fact the people involved in the relationship called it off and no I am entirely certain it was their loss completely!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. "I'm the flavor of the month." What celebrity is your flavor of the month?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm... tough one! I think it is Hugh Jackman, like all my other months&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://jjatww.blogspot.com/"&gt;wednesday wickedness ;)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052038012453780909-2812046984198286717?l=fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/feeds/2812046984198286717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4052038012453780909&amp;postID=2812046984198286717' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/2812046984198286717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/2812046984198286717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/2010/04/ww-george-clooney.html' title='WW: George Clooney'/><author><name>Americanising Desi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/TL6OOad1emI/AAAAAAAAETM/Vyw6RyytpY0/S220/tumblr_l9z4glxKoq1qa3op2o1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-6444130801847566876</id><published>2010-04-17T23:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T00:15:32.179-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><title type='text'>The Meme Time Meme</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;01. Real First Name:&lt;/span&gt; Dawn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;02. Birthday: &lt;/span&gt;October 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;03. Where do you live: &lt;/span&gt;In my own shell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;04: What are you studying/What are you working as: &lt;/span&gt;I am working as copywriter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;05. What makes you happy:&lt;/span&gt; Shoppingggggg!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;06. What are you listening to now/have listened to last:&lt;/span&gt; I listened to Imran Khan's Bhangra beats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;07. What is particularly good/bad about your blog:&lt;/span&gt; I think it is monotone (negative) and it has ... you tell me the good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;08. An interesting fact about you:&lt;/span&gt; I am a die-hard fan of Roberto Cavalli and Elie Saab&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;09. Are you in love/have a crush at the moment:&lt;/span&gt; Nope not even teeny meeny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10. Favorite place to be:&lt;/span&gt; at home in my air conditioned room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;11. Favorite lyric: &lt;/span&gt; "I'm looking for a lover not a friend&lt;br /&gt;Somebody who can be there when I need someone to talk to&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking for someone who won't pretend&lt;br /&gt;Somebody not afraid to say&lt;br /&gt;The way they feel about you" by Cassie (Is it you?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;12. Best time of the year:&lt;/span&gt; Is winter when I can wear anything without dripping any sweat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;13. Weirdest food you like: &lt;/span&gt;Fettuccine Alfredo (it sounds weird and many don't know about it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;RECOMMEND&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;01. A film: &lt;/span&gt;Nights in Rodanthe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;02. A book: &lt;/span&gt;Dear John by Nicholas Sparks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;03. A song: &lt;/span&gt;Is it you? by Cassie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;04: A band: &lt;/span&gt;Goo Goo Dolls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;PLUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;01. One thing you like about a blogger that you have not met: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://saanamsmind.com/"&gt;Saanj&lt;/a&gt;, I love everything about her, there is no one specific thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;02. Two things you like about yourself:&lt;/span&gt; I am not an extreme in anything I maintain my balance with everything and I am able to identify with people which makes it easy to love them more than hate them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;03. Name three things that you need in a lover:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- he has to know how to give the best massage&lt;br /&gt;- he is full of good surprises&lt;br /&gt;- clean and organized in life because that says everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240707426999565698" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SLq7o24PfYI/AAAAAAAAePs/h2LvahE5h7E/s200/SundayStealing.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052038012453780909-6444130801847566876?l=fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/feeds/6444130801847566876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4052038012453780909&amp;postID=6444130801847566876' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/6444130801847566876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/6444130801847566876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/2010/04/meme-time-meme.html' title='The Meme Time Meme'/><author><name>Americanising Desi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/TL6OOad1emI/AAAAAAAAETM/Vyw6RyytpY0/S220/tumblr_l9z4glxKoq1qa3op2o1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SLq7o24PfYI/AAAAAAAAePs/h2LvahE5h7E/s72-c/SundayStealing.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-7824202414405914883</id><published>2010-04-16T23:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T23:24:47.248-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saturday'/><title type='text'>Kicks (Keep Getting Harder to Find)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. As you get older, do you find that kicks are harder to find?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kicks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. Who is your favorite relative and why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my little 3 year old cousin, because she makes me feel mommy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. Who is the most important person in your life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the moment me, myself and I - we three are unitedly important!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. Name one thing you used to do that you are not proud of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to fall for stupid 'i love yous' and 'i like yous' but now I think I have grown out of it forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. Tell us about the furthest you've ever been from what you consider "home".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have travelled across continents and been from one end to another - that is how far&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6. Who would you want to be locked in a room with for 24 hours?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want that only with someone special and that someone special has not appeared yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7. What are you doing this weekend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to go to my tailor, get my clothes stitched before back to work next thursday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8. Other than your own, whose car were you in last?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in my mom's car almost 6 hours yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9. Tell us about the last compliment that you've received.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just today in the morning&lt;br /&gt;"i dnt know if u'd believe me. but i am serious..&lt;br /&gt;ur an awesome girl. and i adore u so much.... always looked for a person lik u ... if uwant to ask hw would u know abt me, well i can easily decipher from ur writings... i read almost most of urposts..... anad i have fallen in love with them and u,cos of that :)" (is that a compliment?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://samanthasaturday9.blogspot.com/" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242998950100664370" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SMLfxDp_ADI/AAAAAAAAegw/SR7ugXNeROQ/s200/sat9logo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052038012453780909-7824202414405914883?l=fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/feeds/7824202414405914883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4052038012453780909&amp;postID=7824202414405914883' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/7824202414405914883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/7824202414405914883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/2010/04/kicks-keep-getting-harder-to-find.html' title='Kicks (Keep Getting Harder to Find)'/><author><name>Americanising Desi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/TL6OOad1emI/AAAAAAAAETM/Vyw6RyytpY0/S220/tumblr_l9z4glxKoq1qa3op2o1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SMLfxDp_ADI/AAAAAAAAegw/SR7ugXNeROQ/s72-c/sat9logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-495657852595484407</id><published>2010-04-14T11:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T11:36:20.879-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wednesday'/><title type='text'>Saintly Satisfaction</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/S8YKqj2NOaI/AAAAAAAADcc/vV7BUynMQCg/s1600/2738737004_1f0c205d08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 278px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/S8YKqj2NOaI/AAAAAAAADcc/vV7BUynMQCg/s400/2738737004_1f0c205d08.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460063324526688674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Kissing, and I mean spontaneous, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;brash&lt;/span&gt; and ardent kissing is hands down hundred times better than those quickies in sex. It &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;lubricates&lt;/span&gt; all the right gears and ignites all the right passions, sinfully setting the stage, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;saintly&lt;/span&gt; meeting satisfaction!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.threewordwednesday.com/"&gt;3WW&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052038012453780909-495657852595484407?l=fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/feeds/495657852595484407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4052038012453780909&amp;postID=495657852595484407' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/495657852595484407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/495657852595484407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/2010/04/saintly-satisfaction.html' title='Saintly Satisfaction'/><author><name>Americanising Desi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/TL6OOad1emI/AAAAAAAAETM/Vyw6RyytpY0/S220/tumblr_l9z4glxKoq1qa3op2o1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/S8YKqj2NOaI/AAAAAAAADcc/vV7BUynMQCg/s72-c/2738737004_1f0c205d08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-4008358232209751227</id><published>2010-04-11T23:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T23:15:40.522-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='monday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><title type='text'>Mayhem Goes Stealing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1.  When you were a kid, what did you want to be when you grew up?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When I was a kid I wanted to be a DOCTOR when I grew up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 2.  If you had one word to describe yourself , what would you choose?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Enigmatic!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240707426999565698" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SLq7o24PfYI/AAAAAAAAePs/h2LvahE5h7E/s200/SundayStealing.JPG" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; cursor: pointer; display: block; text-align: center;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;From &lt;a href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/2010/01/what-if-meme.html"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sunday Stealing&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 3. You have been given the opportunity to create the half-hour TV show of your own design. What is it called and what’s the premise?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It is called Salsa and it isn't a dance show it is a place where I take my audience on a ride through a day in my life in 30 mins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 4. You discover a beautiful island upon which you may build your own society. You make the rules. What is the first rule you put into place?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Don't pee in the water no mater how much the urgency&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a border="0" href="http://www.goodmourningglory.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i617.photobucket.com/albums/tt255/goodmourningglory/musicalmonday.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;From &lt;a href="http://www.goodmourningglory.com/2009/09/musical-monday-four-seasons.html"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Good Mourning Glory!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 5.  This weeks theme if &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Four Seasons&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;. Share a video.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vf31kyAb3ZI"&gt;Check this&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and I am not saying it goes to do any justice with the Question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://samanthasaturday9.blogspot.com/" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242998950100664370" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SMLfxDp_ADI/AAAAAAAAegw/SR7ugXNeROQ/s200/sat9logo.jpg" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; cursor: pointer; display: block; text-align: center;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;From &lt;a href="http://samanthasaturday9.blogspot.com/2009/07/wedding-bell-blues.html"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saturday 9&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 6.  What age would you encourage your children to get married?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;At the age they are mentally capable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 7.  Who got married at the last wedding that you attended?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I haven't attended a wedding in a long time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 8.  Do you enjoy weddings and receptions?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not as much as I should - they are just OK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thursdaythunks.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img alt="tt2" class="size-full wp-image-2139  aligncenter" src="http://tp4ww.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/tt2.png" title="tt2" width="112" height="51" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;From &lt;a href="http://thursdaythunks.blogspot.com/2009/09/kids-falling-out-revenge-and.html"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thursday Thunks&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 9.  Your thoughts on truck drivers?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Pretty stinky and sweaty and gross&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 10. What is in your kitchen sink right at this very moment?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Some dirty dishes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mondaymahem.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Join Us for Monday Mayhem" src="http://i358.photobucket.com/albums/oo22/iamharriet/monday/th_button.jpg" width="150px" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052038012453780909-4008358232209751227?l=fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/feeds/4008358232209751227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4052038012453780909&amp;postID=4008358232209751227' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/4008358232209751227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/4008358232209751227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/2010/04/mayhem-goes-stealing.html' title='Mayhem Goes Stealing'/><author><name>Americanising Desi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/TL6OOad1emI/AAAAAAAAETM/Vyw6RyytpY0/S220/tumblr_l9z4glxKoq1qa3op2o1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SLq7o24PfYI/AAAAAAAAePs/h2LvahE5h7E/s72-c/SundayStealing.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-2729213587265642171</id><published>2010-04-10T22:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T23:01:46.928-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><title type='text'>The Me Me Meme</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. Never in my life have I been:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;asked for valentine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. The one person who can drive me nuts is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my own self&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. High school was:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;terrific&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. When I’m nervous I:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get panicky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. The last song I listened to was:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it You by Carrie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6. If I were to get married right now my best man/maid of honor:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;would be my best friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7. My hair is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wavy and pretty dry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8. When I was 5:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was calm and quiet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9. Last Christmas:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did nothing but stay home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10. I should be..:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;married with two kids but I am not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;11. When I look down I see:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people too concerned with lives of other people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;12. The happiest recent event was:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when I was taken shopping by my day and yes it was an event&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;13. If I were a character on 'Friend' I would be:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;none - I dont really relate to Friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;14. By this time next year:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will probably will be united in matrimony&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;15. My current gripe is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my stupid work colleague, he is a retard and I cant stand him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;16. I have a hard time understanding:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people who are too luvy duvy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;17. There’s this girl I know that:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;claims she is too independant but she aint&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;18. If I won an award, the first person I would tell would be:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;19. Take my advice:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never be drawn into a situation that looks all glittery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;20. The thing I want to buy:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is a nice bag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;21. If you visited the place I was born:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you'd love it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;22. I plan to visit:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L.A. really soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;23. If you spent the night at my house:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you'd sleep at peace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;24. I’d stop my wedding if:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you promise to marry me :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;25. The world could do without:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupids and retards any day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;26. I’d rather lick the belly of a cockroach than:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..... I'd do that for nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;27. Most recent thing I’ve bought myself:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are some fabrics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;28. Most recent thing someone else bought me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fabrics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;29. My favorite blonde is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlize Theron&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;30. My favorite brunette is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kim Smith&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;31. My favorite red head is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;none&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;32. My middle name is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarcasm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;33. In the morning I:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like to workout&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;34. The animals I would like to see flying besides birds are:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tigers :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;35. Once, at a bar:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd be at a bar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;36. Last night I was:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cooking and making family happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;37. There’s this guy I know who:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;totally annoys me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;38. If I was an animal I’d be:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a white tiger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;39. A better name for me would be:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;40. Tomorrow I am:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heading back to my gym and aerobics routine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;41. Tonight I am:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;planning nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;42. My birthday is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;months away from now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240707426999565698" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SLq7o24PfYI/AAAAAAAAePs/h2LvahE5h7E/s200/SundayStealing.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052038012453780909-2729213587265642171?l=fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/feeds/2729213587265642171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4052038012453780909&amp;postID=2729213587265642171' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/2729213587265642171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/2729213587265642171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/2010/04/me-me-meme.html' title='The Me Me Meme'/><author><name>Americanising Desi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/TL6OOad1emI/AAAAAAAAETM/Vyw6RyytpY0/S220/tumblr_l9z4glxKoq1qa3op2o1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SLq7o24PfYI/AAAAAAAAePs/h2LvahE5h7E/s72-c/SundayStealing.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-8366117242554012702</id><published>2010-04-09T21:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T21:07:46.572-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saturday'/><title type='text'>Have I Told You Lately That I Love You</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. When was the last time (in a romantic setting) you have told someone that you loved them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha... no recall absolutely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. Tell us about your very first romantic kiss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing to tell, I was madly in love with him and he approached and it was all spontaneous. It still lingers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. What was/is your idea of the perfect date?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is more like they show in the movies but without all the sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. What music would you prefer when you are “getting it on”?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like music of all kind especially when the lyrics sets in with the mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. What is the most amazing experience you’ve ever shared with a partner?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have had ample. I took days off from work, actually we both did and we flew out of city without telling anyone about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6. Sex is best saved for: love, marriage, alcohol, days that end in “y”?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sex is best saved for days that end in 'y' :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7. Have you ever kissed a stranger?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I have but that stranger was my husband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8. What's missing from your life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some love and some passion and some commitment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Are you a giver or taker?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little of both. I can't do one way constantly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://samanthasaturday9.blogspot.com/" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242998950100664370" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SMLfxDp_ADI/AAAAAAAAegw/SR7ugXNeROQ/s200/sat9logo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052038012453780909-8366117242554012702?l=fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/feeds/8366117242554012702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4052038012453780909&amp;postID=8366117242554012702' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/8366117242554012702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/8366117242554012702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/2010/04/have-i-told-you-lately-that-i-love-you.html' title='Have I Told You Lately That I Love You'/><author><name>Americanising Desi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/TL6OOad1emI/AAAAAAAAETM/Vyw6RyytpY0/S220/tumblr_l9z4glxKoq1qa3op2o1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SMLfxDp_ADI/AAAAAAAAegw/SR7ugXNeROQ/s72-c/sat9logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-86376805153691709</id><published>2010-04-07T23:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T23:15:15.510-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wednesday'/><title type='text'>Dissolved</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/S710CHSQPxI/AAAAAAAADSc/vdkyWUmnWEo/s1600/tumblr_l0dawrGGmY1qaeowuo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/S710CHSQPxI/AAAAAAAADSc/vdkyWUmnWEo/s400/tumblr_l0dawrGGmY1qaeowuo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457645903107079954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As love &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;deviated&lt;/span&gt; from the bond we shared, it left my heart and mind &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;saturated &lt;/span&gt;with you and instead dissolved my &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;identity&lt;/span&gt;, causing commotion and chaos within my existence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.threewordwednesday.com/"&gt;3WW&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052038012453780909-86376805153691709?l=fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/feeds/86376805153691709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4052038012453780909&amp;postID=86376805153691709' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/86376805153691709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/86376805153691709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/2010/04/dissolved.html' title='Dissolved'/><author><name>Americanising Desi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/TL6OOad1emI/AAAAAAAAETM/Vyw6RyytpY0/S220/tumblr_l9z4glxKoq1qa3op2o1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/S710CHSQPxI/AAAAAAAADSc/vdkyWUmnWEo/s72-c/tumblr_l0dawrGGmY1qaeowuo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-4353522533618499844</id><published>2010-04-04T01:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T01:45:21.517-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><title type='text'>The 35 Questions X 2 Meme: Part Two</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;36. If you suddenly became single or are single, do you think you could last in a relationship for 12 months or more?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I have no idea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;37. Do you forgive or forget?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Forgive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;38. Do you trust people?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;39. What are you not looking forward to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;to singledom forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;40. Do you get mad easily?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Perhaps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;41. Tell us about the last time you were told you that you have pretty eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;42. Do you have strange dreams?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sometimes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;43. Ever licked someone's cheek or forehead?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yes but cheeks only&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;44. Tell us about the last time you fell asleep in someones arms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sigh! 2 years ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;45. When did you last play a game?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I play farmville and cafe world often, is that game?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;46. What do you have on you at all times?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;my earrings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;47. Do you go out in public without getting all dressed up?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yes. all the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;48. Do you like fruity or minty gum?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;fruity gum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;49. Favourite musician or group?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nickelback&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;50. Do you like anyone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;51. Favourite computer game?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mario Bros.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;52. First album you ever went and bought with your own money?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BSB's first album&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;53. Think back five months ago, were you single?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;54. Do you believe in celebrating anniversaries?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;55. Do you think someone is thinking about you right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yes maybe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;56. Last thing you bought?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I bought a pair of house slippers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;57. Are you a jealous person?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I envy - I don't like jealousy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;58. Does it take a lot to make you cry?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;59. Do you have a friend of the opposite sex you can talk to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;60. Have you ever had your heart-broken?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;61. Have you ever done something while drunk that you still cannot believe you did?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;62. Is there anyone you secretly wish you could be spending your time with right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;63. Do you text?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yes. almost all the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;64. Do you wish someone would call or text you right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;65. Is your life anything like it was a year ago?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;No. it is stable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;66. Go back one year on your blog. Leave us a link to your favorite post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2short2sweet.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-speaketh-i-confess.html"&gt;I Speaketh = I Confess&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;67. You can only drink ONE liquid for the rest of your life, what is it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;strawberry lemonade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;68. Tell us about someone that you have lost contact with someone you wish you didn't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My best friend - soul mate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;69. What is the last thing you said out loud?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I said that I am desperate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;70. Will this year be better than last?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Keeping my fingers crossed for better!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240707426999565698" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SLq7o24PfYI/AAAAAAAAePs/h2LvahE5h7E/s200/SundayStealing.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052038012453780909-4353522533618499844?l=fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/feeds/4353522533618499844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4052038012453780909&amp;postID=4353522533618499844' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/4353522533618499844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/4353522533618499844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/2010/04/35-questions-x-2-meme-part-two.html' title='The 35 Questions X 2 Meme: Part Two'/><author><name>Americanising Desi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/TL6OOad1emI/AAAAAAAAETM/Vyw6RyytpY0/S220/tumblr_l9z4glxKoq1qa3op2o1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SLq7o24PfYI/AAAAAAAAePs/h2LvahE5h7E/s72-c/SundayStealing.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-5939172050432211937</id><published>2010-04-02T21:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T21:25:23.744-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saturday'/><title type='text'>Hurts So Good</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. Tell us about the last time you really got hurt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ans. I never remember the most and the lest variations, Yes I have been hurt but healed at least from my head so I don't recall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. What's your oldest possession?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My skin, I have worn it for 27 years now and I still fit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. Do you have any phobias?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I hate closed spaces, that includes people closing in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. What values did your parents instill in you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;They have instilled a good lot of values but what stands above all is, 'Don't try to settle scores with anyone who wronged you, leave it to God'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. What are your plans for Easter?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Just take a seat back and hatch eggs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6. I like sun more than snow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;No. I never have experienced snow so I love it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7. Tell us about 3 fads from your teenage years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ankle-rolled socks, braided hair, a fitted uniforms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8. Tell us what is the most important attribute in a lover.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;He should be a lover.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9. What new piece of technology have you resisted buying and what would it take for you to change your mind?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Blackberry - I need to be able to afford it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://samanthasaturday9.blogspot.com/" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242998950100664370" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SMLfxDp_ADI/AAAAAAAAegw/SR7ugXNeROQ/s200/sat9logo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052038012453780909-5939172050432211937?l=fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/feeds/5939172050432211937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4052038012453780909&amp;postID=5939172050432211937' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/5939172050432211937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/5939172050432211937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/2010/04/hurts-so-good.html' title='Hurts So Good'/><author><name>Americanising Desi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/TL6OOad1emI/AAAAAAAAETM/Vyw6RyytpY0/S220/tumblr_l9z4glxKoq1qa3op2o1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SMLfxDp_ADI/AAAAAAAAegw/SR7ugXNeROQ/s72-c/sat9logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-5729366514415599101</id><published>2010-03-31T03:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T03:54:10.497-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wednesday'/><title type='text'>Caustic Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/S7Mpow1sJDI/AAAAAAAADO0/UT69AAsoDLs/s1600/1670449887_9316126697_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 289px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/S7Mpow1sJDI/AAAAAAAADO0/UT69AAsoDLs/s400/1670449887_9316126697_b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454749353957401650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;If only I hadn’t let the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hunches&lt;/span&gt; in my heart dictate the course of my life to you. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I took your &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;caustic&lt;/span&gt; love for healing and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sacrificed&lt;/span&gt; my essence for you – only to wish now that I could have me back and let you go once and for all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://threewordwednesday.wordpress.com/2010/03/31/3ww-clxxxiii/"&gt;3WW&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052038012453780909-5729366514415599101?l=fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/feeds/5729366514415599101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4052038012453780909&amp;postID=5729366514415599101' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/5729366514415599101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/5729366514415599101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/2010/03/caustic-love.html' title='Caustic Love'/><author><name>Americanising Desi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/TL6OOad1emI/AAAAAAAAETM/Vyw6RyytpY0/S220/tumblr_l9z4glxKoq1qa3op2o1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/S7Mpow1sJDI/AAAAAAAADO0/UT69AAsoDLs/s72-c/1670449887_9316126697_b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-430277879639886289</id><published>2010-03-24T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T08:43:25.219-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wednesday'/><title type='text'>Lusting</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/S6oy41R4VyI/AAAAAAAADMY/ovpKLOqnCbU/s1600/couple,photography,portrait,eyes,lust,sex-aaec26c3b84858b6dfc05ac4bd94d0ba_h.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/S6oy41R4VyI/AAAAAAAADMY/ovpKLOqnCbU/s400/couple,photography,portrait,eyes,lust,sex-aaec26c3b84858b6dfc05ac4bd94d0ba_h.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452226250841544482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yes I confess! I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;brazenly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;nuzzle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; against your silhouette in my head when my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;hunger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; for you screams in lust!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://threewordwednesday.wordpress.com/"&gt;3WW&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052038012453780909-430277879639886289?l=fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/feeds/430277879639886289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4052038012453780909&amp;postID=430277879639886289' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/430277879639886289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/430277879639886289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/2010/03/lusting.html' title='Lusting'/><author><name>Americanising Desi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/TL6OOad1emI/AAAAAAAAETM/Vyw6RyytpY0/S220/tumblr_l9z4glxKoq1qa3op2o1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/S6oy41R4VyI/AAAAAAAADMY/ovpKLOqnCbU/s72-c/couple,photography,portrait,eyes,lust,sex-aaec26c3b84858b6dfc05ac4bd94d0ba_h.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-187792745796239575</id><published>2010-03-22T09:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T09:08:31.436-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='monday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><title type='text'>YES and NO</title><content type='html'>HAVE YOU?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Googled yourself?&lt;br /&gt;Definitely Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Googled your neighbor?&lt;br /&gt;Heck No!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Used Google maps to spy on someone?&lt;br /&gt;Lol. NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Spied on someone via Facebook?&lt;br /&gt;Just on Pictures YES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Friended someone on Facebook that you don't know?&lt;br /&gt;YES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Tweeted gossip?&lt;br /&gt;NO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Followed a celeb on Twitter?&lt;br /&gt;YES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Kissed any one of your Facebook friends?   &lt;br /&gt;NO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Regretted an online relationship?       &lt;br /&gt;YES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Dumped someone online?  &lt;br /&gt;NO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Played a prank on someone online?&lt;br /&gt;NO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Spied on a High School bully online?&lt;br /&gt;NO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Written a nasty email?&lt;br /&gt;YES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Sent something X-rated via email?&lt;br /&gt;NO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Searched your state's/locality's database for predators?&lt;br /&gt;NO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Done an online search on someone's traffic offenses?&lt;br /&gt;NO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Ordered dinner online?&lt;br /&gt;YES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Purchased something over $250 online?&lt;br /&gt;NO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Left an anonymous comment?&lt;br /&gt;NO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Checked out someone else's email (as in spy on your s.o.)?&lt;br /&gt;NO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mondaymahem.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Join Us for Monday Mayhem" src="http://i358.photobucket.com/albums/oo22/iamharriet/monday/th_button.jpg" width="150px" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052038012453780909-187792745796239575?l=fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/feeds/187792745796239575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4052038012453780909&amp;postID=187792745796239575' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/187792745796239575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/187792745796239575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/2010/03/yes-and-no.html' title='YES and NO'/><author><name>Americanising Desi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/TL6OOad1emI/AAAAAAAAETM/Vyw6RyytpY0/S220/tumblr_l9z4glxKoq1qa3op2o1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i358.photobucket.com/albums/oo22/iamharriet/monday/th_button.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-4716102994470922737</id><published>2010-03-21T00:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T00:41:28.698-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><title type='text'>The Eight Tens Meme</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TEN TO START.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Are you single? YES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Are you happy? NO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Are you bored? YES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Are you naked? NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Are you a blonde? NO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Are you moody? YES YES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Are you a lover/hater? Lover YES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Are you hot/cold? HOT and COLD Both&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Are you Irish? NO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Are you Asian? YES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TEN FACTS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Name: Americanising Desi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Nicknames: AD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Birth mark: NONE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Hair color: DARK BROWN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Natural hair color: DARK BROWN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Eye color: DARK BROWN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Height: 5'4''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Facebook Mood: SO -S)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Favorite color: BLUE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. One Place to Visit: L.A. USA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TEN THINGS ABOUT YOUR LOVE LIFE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Do you believe in love at first sight? YES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Do you believe in soul mates? YES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Have you ever been hurt emotionally? YES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Have you ever broken someone’s heart? YES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Have you ever been cheated on? NO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Have you ever liked someone and not told them? YES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Are you afraid of commitment? NO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Who was the last person you hugged? NO RECALL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Who was the last person you kissed? NONE OF MY MEMORY'S BUSINESS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TEN THIS OR THAT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Love or lust? LOVE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Cats or dogs? CATS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. A few best friends or many regular friends? FEW BFs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Television or internet? 60 - 40 ratio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Chinese Or Indian? Chinese&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Wild night out or romantic night in? ROMANTIC Night In&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Money or Happiness? 50-50&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Night or day? Night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. MSN or phone? NONEEEE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TEN HAVE YOU EVER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Been caught sneaking out? NO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Been skinny dipping? NO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Stolen? YES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Bungee jumped? NO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Lied to someone you liked? YES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Finished an entire jaw breaker? NO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Wanted an ex bf/gf back? NO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Cried because you lost a pet? NO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Wanted to disappear? YES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TEN PREFERENCES IN A PARTNER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Smile or eyes? EYES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Light or dark hair? DARK HAIR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Hugs or kisses? BOTH BOTH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Shorter or taller? TALLER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Intelligence or attraction? BOTH BOTH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Romantic or spontaneous? BOTH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Funny or serious? BOTH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Older or Younger? OLDER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Outgoing or quiet? CAN I PLEASE NOT HAVE AN EXTREMIST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Sweet or Bad Ass? SWEET and SOUR not BAD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TEN HAVE YOU’S.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Ever performed in front of a large crowd? YES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Ever done drugs? NO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Ever been pregnant? NO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Ever been on a cheer leading team? NO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Ever Been on a dance team? YES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Ever been on a sports team? YES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Ever been in a drama play/production? YES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Ever owned a BMW, Mercedes Benz, Escalade, Hummer or Bentley? NO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Ever been in a rap video? NO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TEN LASTS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Last phone call you made: MOM and GRANDMA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Last person you hung out with: My BEAUTICIAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Last time you worked: FRIDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Last person you tackled: NONE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Last person you IM’d: NO RECALL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Last person(s) you went to the movies with: NONE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Last thing you missed: MY FAVOURITE DRAMA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Last thing you ate: Mashed Potatoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240707426999565698" border="0" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SLq7o24PfYI/AAAAAAAAePs/h2LvahE5h7E/s200/SundayStealing.JPG"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052038012453780909-4716102994470922737?l=fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/feeds/4716102994470922737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4052038012453780909&amp;postID=4716102994470922737' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/4716102994470922737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/4716102994470922737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/2010/03/eight-tens-meme.html' title='The Eight Tens Meme'/><author><name>Americanising Desi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/TL6OOad1emI/AAAAAAAAETM/Vyw6RyytpY0/S220/tumblr_l9z4glxKoq1qa3op2o1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SLq7o24PfYI/AAAAAAAAePs/h2LvahE5h7E/s72-c/SundayStealing.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-2663842081805186980</id><published>2010-03-17T04:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T04:06:58.670-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wednesday'/><title type='text'>I m sinking</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/S6C3mwSxxJI/AAAAAAAADII/mUcJIRUNPqg/s1600-h/tumblr_ksuiyxsiED1qzj00ko1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 326px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/S6C3mwSxxJI/AAAAAAAADII/mUcJIRUNPqg/s400/tumblr_ksuiyxsiED1qzj00ko1_400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449557425544873106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You make me &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;weary&lt;/span&gt; with all this waiting.&lt;br /&gt;My &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;pulse &lt;/span&gt;is at random freaking and fluctuating.&lt;br /&gt;For how long will you &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;shard&lt;/span&gt; my emotions and rape me off my believing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.wordlesswednesday.com"&gt;3WW&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052038012453780909-2663842081805186980?l=fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/feeds/2663842081805186980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4052038012453780909&amp;postID=2663842081805186980' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/2663842081805186980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/2663842081805186980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-m-sinking.html' title='I m sinking'/><author><name>Americanising Desi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/TL6OOad1emI/AAAAAAAAETM/Vyw6RyytpY0/S220/tumblr_l9z4glxKoq1qa3op2o1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/S6C3mwSxxJI/AAAAAAAADII/mUcJIRUNPqg/s72-c/tumblr_ksuiyxsiED1qzj00ko1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-1987125181008163595</id><published>2010-03-14T22:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T23:11:07.588-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='monday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><title type='text'>The Something Meme</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;- Name something you do every day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bathe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;- Name something someone else calls you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaan (Darling)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;- Name something that irritates the heck out of you online&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random people adding on social networks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;- Name something that bugs the stuff out of you at a restaurant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loud talking and Blabber Mouths&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;- Name something you cannot tolerate at a store&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crashing carts and falling boxes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;- Name something you’d like to call your co-worker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ass! and Jack-ass!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;- Name something that you hate about someone close to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn’t let me have my say at any time – always makes me look bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;- Name something you don’t like about your sibling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too much of an arrogant attitude&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;- Name something you like about yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indifferent about other people and their doings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;- Name something you would rather be doing right now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going out there to work out a plan for my business&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;- Name something that you’ll be doing next week at this time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday Mourning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mondaymahem.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Join Us for Monday Mayhem" src="http://i358.photobucket.com/albums/oo22/iamharriet/monday/th_button.jpg" width="150px" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052038012453780909-1987125181008163595?l=fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/feeds/1987125181008163595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4052038012453780909&amp;postID=1987125181008163595' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/1987125181008163595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/1987125181008163595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/2010/03/something-meme.html' title='The Something Meme'/><author><name>Americanising Desi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/TL6OOad1emI/AAAAAAAAETM/Vyw6RyytpY0/S220/tumblr_l9z4glxKoq1qa3op2o1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i358.photobucket.com/albums/oo22/iamharriet/monday/th_button.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-2282828641744118520</id><published>2010-03-13T23:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T23:37:51.252-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><title type='text'>Sunday Stealing: Judd's Merged Meme</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. What were doing 10 years ago?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was trying to fit in at a "ALL GIRLS COLLEGE"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. Five snacks that you enjoy in a perfect, non weight-gaining world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The K-Special Bars - Vegetable Soup - Grilled chicken - Boiled Vegetables - Mashed Potatoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. Five things you would do if you were a billionaire:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I would go shopping anytime and buy anything I wanted&lt;br /&gt;-Give charity more than I can give now&lt;br /&gt;-Get a few poor and needy girls married&lt;br /&gt;-Visit places I now only admire in pictures&lt;br /&gt;-Buy and marry anyone I want&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. Three of your habits:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I get worked up really easily&lt;br /&gt;-I like my privacy and love to keep my room door closed&lt;br /&gt;-I get irritated when someone is in my space without asking me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. Five jobs that you've have had:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I was an assistant librarian&lt;br /&gt;-I was assistant to an Insurance agent&lt;br /&gt;-I did baby sitting for a while&lt;br /&gt;-Fashion Designer for my self business&lt;br /&gt;-Creative Copy Writer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6. Five places that you've lived:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I have just lived in Karachi, Pakistan and L.A., USA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7. Five things that you did yesterday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I went out to get lace for my clothes&lt;br /&gt;-Did a little shopping for clothes&lt;br /&gt;-Bought grocery&lt;br /&gt;-Ordered Pizza for Dinner&lt;br /&gt;-And watched a comedy movie with dinner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8. Five people you would want to get to know more about:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I wish I was that inquisitive, those I want to know are willing enough to open themselves to me, which doesn't leave my wanting lingering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9. Abortion: for or against it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AGAINST IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10. Do you think the world would fail with a female president?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huh! You think the world could just have ONE FEMALE preside over every country? I don't think so!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;11. Do you believe in the death penalty?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;12. Do you wish marijuana would be legalized already?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOOOOOOOOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;13. Are you for or against premarital sex?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really is wrong if you go around sleeping with anyone and everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;14. Do you think same sex marriage should be legalized?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUKH! no!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;15. Do you think it's wrong that so many Hispanics are illegally moving to the USA?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is wrong just like it is wrong that so many darn Afghanis are moving into Pakistan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;16. Should the alcohol age be lowered to eighteen?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alcohol is just a NO NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;17. Should the war in Iraq be called off?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About TIME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;18. Assisted suicide is illegal: do you agree?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huh! NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;19. Do you believe in spanking your children?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEVER! though I have been spanked a little when I was a kid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;20. Do you worry that others will judge you from reading some of your answers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! DUNNO! DUN CARE!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240707426999565698" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SLq7o24PfYI/AAAAAAAAePs/h2LvahE5h7E/s200/SundayStealing.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052038012453780909-2282828641744118520?l=fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/feeds/2282828641744118520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4052038012453780909&amp;postID=2282828641744118520' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/2282828641744118520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/2282828641744118520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/2010/03/sunday-stealing-judds-merged-meme.html' title='Sunday Stealing: Judd&apos;s Merged Meme'/><author><name>Americanising Desi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/TL6OOad1emI/AAAAAAAAETM/Vyw6RyytpY0/S220/tumblr_l9z4glxKoq1qa3op2o1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SLq7o24PfYI/AAAAAAAAePs/h2LvahE5h7E/s72-c/SundayStealing.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-5612300491933371540</id><published>2010-03-10T01:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T01:57:02.439-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wednesday'/><title type='text'>Veil me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/S5ds5lAHS2I/AAAAAAAADDo/5DOkbfhHG6A/s1600-h/untitled.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 398px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/S5ds5lAHS2I/AAAAAAAADDo/5DOkbfhHG6A/s400/untitled.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446942010768837474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;If I could only&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; modify&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; the behavior of love towards me . I wish it were as &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;obedient&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; as my heart and as dedicated as my soul. I wish it could &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;veil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; me from the eyes of the rest of the world, just so no one falls in love with me because I love one and he isn't with me right – please pray all!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://threewordwednesday.wordpress.com/"&gt;Three Word Wednesday&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052038012453780909-5612300491933371540?l=fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/feeds/5612300491933371540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4052038012453780909&amp;postID=5612300491933371540' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/5612300491933371540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/5612300491933371540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/2010/03/veil-me.html' title='Veil me'/><author><name>Americanising Desi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/TL6OOad1emI/AAAAAAAAETM/Vyw6RyytpY0/S220/tumblr_l9z4glxKoq1qa3op2o1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/S5ds5lAHS2I/AAAAAAAADDo/5DOkbfhHG6A/s72-c/untitled.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-8264937649168083208</id><published>2010-03-06T23:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T23:09:29.723-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><title type='text'>Another Meme About Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. Are you currently in a serious relationship?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOOOOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. What was your dream growing up?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Become a Doctor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. What talent do you wish you had?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The talent of manipulating people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. If I bought you a drink, what would it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It could be strawberry slush!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. What was the last book you read?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls of Riyadh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6. What zodiac sign are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Libra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7. Any tattoos and/or piercings? Explain where.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just piercing on my ears and one on my nose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8. Worst habit?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I am nervous I go insane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9. What is your favorite sport?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10. Do you have a pessimistic or optimistic attitude?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both as the time requires&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;11. Worst thing to ever happen to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why I escaped for three days away from home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;12. Tell me one weird fact about you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to go outside the limit line and do things sometimes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;13. Do you think clowns are cute or scary?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ewww never liked them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;14. If you could change one thing about how you look, what would it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd change my hair from wavy to straight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;15. Would you be my crime partner or my conscience?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conscience!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;16. Ever been arrested?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;17. If you won $10,000 today, what would you do with it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh trust me first I will go shopping because I am so deprived with the pay I get!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;18. What's your favorite place to hang out at?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home Sweet Home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;19. Do you believe in ghosts?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;20. Favorite thing to do in your spare time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read and Write&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;21. Do you swear a lot?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;22. Biggest pet peeve?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Body Odor and Burping in public&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;23. In one word, how would you describe yourself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anticipating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;24. Do you believe/appreciate romance?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE ROMANCE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;25. Do you believe in God?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALWAYS and FOREVER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240707426999565698" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SLq7o24PfYI/AAAAAAAAePs/h2LvahE5h7E/s200/SundayStealing.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052038012453780909-8264937649168083208?l=fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/feeds/8264937649168083208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4052038012453780909&amp;postID=8264937649168083208' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/8264937649168083208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/8264937649168083208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/2010/03/another-meme-about-me.html' title='Another Meme About Me'/><author><name>Americanising Desi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/TL6OOad1emI/AAAAAAAAETM/Vyw6RyytpY0/S220/tumblr_l9z4glxKoq1qa3op2o1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SLq7o24PfYI/AAAAAAAAePs/h2LvahE5h7E/s72-c/SundayStealing.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-1561950254201465631</id><published>2010-03-06T03:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T03:51:39.014-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saturday'/><title type='text'>Your Smiling Face</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. No matter what's going on in your life, what always makes you smile?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A thought of him, even if I have to steal a moment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. What's the biggest lie you've ever told?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That I have never lied!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. Do you hold a grudge?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I think I do against myself. Other times I am thinking if I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. What is the worst job you've ever had?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The job of a 39 day wife aka house cleaner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. What would be your dream job?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be a housewife to a man who knows I am his equal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6. What is the happiest event you've experienced?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My convocation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7. What is the saddest thing you've experienced?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakup with my best friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8. Do you tend to exaggerate or underestimate?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes. I think I am human enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9. List the cars that you have owned. Give us just a few words about each one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;None I have owned personally. It always has been DAD's car!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://samanthasaturday9.blogspot.com/" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242998950100664370" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SMLfxDp_ADI/AAAAAAAAegw/SR7ugXNeROQ/s200/sat9logo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052038012453780909-1561950254201465631?l=fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/feeds/1561950254201465631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4052038012453780909&amp;postID=1561950254201465631' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/1561950254201465631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/1561950254201465631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/2010/03/your-smiling-face.html' title='Your Smiling Face'/><author><name>Americanising Desi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/TL6OOad1emI/AAAAAAAAETM/Vyw6RyytpY0/S220/tumblr_l9z4glxKoq1qa3op2o1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SMLfxDp_ADI/AAAAAAAAegw/SR7ugXNeROQ/s72-c/sat9logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-2034723980429473393</id><published>2010-03-03T02:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T02:27:04.704-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wednesday'/><title type='text'>Two Worlds</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/S444wF6nlMI/AAAAAAAADBc/H9OjvXEaEGA/s1600-h/tumblr_kvny5kKXIZ1qza35zo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/S444wF6nlMI/AAAAAAAADBc/H9OjvXEaEGA/s400/tumblr_kvny5kKXIZ1qza35zo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444351398410425538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There are two types of worlds within the sphere we keep moving in. One is the real world where everything is practically in pieces and the other one we turn to when disappointments pile up making living  &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;frail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and essentially not as &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;sacred&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; as our ancestors promised and preached it to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It does &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;amaze&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; me how quickly we jump from world to world just to keep going in life. We evolve and revolve and make a bunch of things happen from minute to minute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://threewordwednesday.wordpress.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Three Word Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052038012453780909-2034723980429473393?l=fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/feeds/2034723980429473393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4052038012453780909&amp;postID=2034723980429473393' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/2034723980429473393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/2034723980429473393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/2010/03/two-worlds.html' title='Two Worlds'/><author><name>Americanising Desi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/TL6OOad1emI/AAAAAAAAETM/Vyw6RyytpY0/S220/tumblr_l9z4glxKoq1qa3op2o1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/S444wF6nlMI/AAAAAAAADBc/H9OjvXEaEGA/s72-c/tumblr_kvny5kKXIZ1qza35zo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-9115390561088098381</id><published>2010-02-28T07:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T07:46:15.703-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><title type='text'>The Disney Meme</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/S4qPqDBo16I/AAAAAAAADBE/1YdJrac29bM/s1600-h/disney-princess-wall-mural.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 290px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/S4qPqDBo16I/AAAAAAAADBE/1YdJrac29bM/s400/disney-princess-wall-mural.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443321052160120738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. Which non-Disney Princess Disney Film is your favorite?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kung Fu Panda :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. Which Disney film makes you cry the most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lion King&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. Which Disney film makes you the happiest?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cinderella&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. Which Disney film has the best music?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lion King&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. Which Disney film has the best love story?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lion King&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6. Who is your favorite Disney Princess?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cinderella&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7. Who is your favorite Disney Prince?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Beast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8. Who is your favorite Disney animal sidekick?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pumba!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9. Who is your favorite Disney main character animal?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mufasa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10. Who is your favorite villain?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scar :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;11. What is your favorite Disney song?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how your heart is beating if you keep on believing, the dreams that you wish will come true :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;12. What is your favorite Disney villian song?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Scar song along with the hyenas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;13. What is your favorite Disney animal song?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bare Necessities&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;14. What is your favorite Disney Princess song?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a Dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;15. What is your favorite Disney Prince song?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A whole new world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;16. What is your favorite Disney Prince/Princess duet song?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A whole new world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;17. What is your favorite Disney love song?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can you feel the love tonight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240707426999565698" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SLq7o24PfYI/AAAAAAAAePs/h2LvahE5h7E/s200/SundayStealing.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052038012453780909-9115390561088098381?l=fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/feeds/9115390561088098381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4052038012453780909&amp;postID=9115390561088098381' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/9115390561088098381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/9115390561088098381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/2010/02/disney-meme.html' title='The Disney Meme'/><author><name>Americanising Desi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/TL6OOad1emI/AAAAAAAAETM/Vyw6RyytpY0/S220/tumblr_l9z4glxKoq1qa3op2o1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/S4qPqDBo16I/AAAAAAAADBE/1YdJrac29bM/s72-c/disney-princess-wall-mural.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-288412999283793342</id><published>2010-02-26T21:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T21:29:13.446-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saturday'/><title type='text'>Should I Stay or Should I Go</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. Have you ever been on a date and you had to tell the person to just go away?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ans. NO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. Do you wish you were someplace else right now? If yes, where?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ans. Yes, with my long-distance love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. Do you have any pet peeves?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ans. I hate people who don't read signs of being unwanted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. Tell us about a guilty pleasure of yours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ans. I am a shopaholic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. If you could change places and become a celebrity, who would you'd like to be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ans. Charlize Theron&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6. What do you consider your biggest talent?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ans. Writing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7. Do you have a favorite actor/actress that is not a big star, yet they are your favorite?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ans. Yes he is Rajat Kapoor from Indian Cinema but for me he is really big!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8. Name your five favorite bands of all time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ans. BSB, Linkin Park, Nickelback, Goo Goo Dolls, Solid Harmony&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9. If you were to start a new relationship (for whatever reason), how much of your sexual history would you share? Would you resort to lying?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ans. I don't have that much of history but if he is curious, I'd tell him to let the past be in the past cuz I surly wouldn't want to know his details!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://samanthasaturday9.blogspot.com/" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242998950100664370" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SMLfxDp_ADI/AAAAAAAAegw/SR7ugXNeROQ/s200/sat9logo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052038012453780909-288412999283793342?l=fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/feeds/288412999283793342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4052038012453780909&amp;postID=288412999283793342' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/288412999283793342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/288412999283793342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/2010/02/1.html' title='Should I Stay or Should I Go'/><author><name>Americanising Desi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/TL6OOad1emI/AAAAAAAAETM/Vyw6RyytpY0/S220/tumblr_l9z4glxKoq1qa3op2o1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SMLfxDp_ADI/AAAAAAAAegw/SR7ugXNeROQ/s72-c/sat9logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-8466921751390607127</id><published>2010-02-24T04:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T04:10:37.376-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wednesday'/><title type='text'>No Fun!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/S4UW1OGgnYI/AAAAAAAAC9s/CRmafPI1aAk/s1600-h/tumblr_ktyejyW0Bm1qzb7gjo1_500+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/S4UW1OGgnYI/AAAAAAAAC9s/CRmafPI1aAk/s400/tumblr_ktyejyW0Bm1qzb7gjo1_500+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441780828321389954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;My job as per designation is to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;generate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; marvelous mouthwatering and money fetching captions and copy. I hate to say it this out loud but my designation and duty contradict highly and I grumble because I am appreciated &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;meagerly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. For the effort I put in every day, I get a pay that &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;teases&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; me monthly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://threewordwednesday.wordpress.com"&gt;3WW&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052038012453780909-8466921751390607127?l=fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/feeds/8466921751390607127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4052038012453780909&amp;postID=8466921751390607127' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/8466921751390607127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/8466921751390607127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/2010/02/no-fun.html' title='No Fun!'/><author><name>Americanising Desi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/TL6OOad1emI/AAAAAAAAETM/Vyw6RyytpY0/S220/tumblr_l9z4glxKoq1qa3op2o1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/S4UW1OGgnYI/AAAAAAAAC9s/CRmafPI1aAk/s72-c/tumblr_ktyejyW0Bm1qzb7gjo1_500+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-1221769683385767776</id><published>2010-02-20T23:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T23:31:38.793-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><title type='text'>The Clown's Meme 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;34. What do you like about the summer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the prints that I can wear. All flowers, bright and pretty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;35. What do you like about spring?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The blooming love all around :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;36. How many states provinces have you lived in?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the US just about 1, California!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;37. What cities/towns have you lived in?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LA only&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;38. Do you prefer shoes, socks, or bare feet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bare feet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;39. Are you a social person?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;40. What was the last thing you ate?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ate a beef burger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;41. What is your favorite restaurant?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love chinese, and anywhere that sells good chinese food is my pick!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;42. What is your favorite ice cream?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love pistaccio and Strawberry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;43. What is your favorite dessert?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmmm Not very picky about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;44. What is your favorite kind of soup?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chicken Corn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;45. What kind of jelly do you like on your PB &amp;amp; J sandwich?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STrawberry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;46. Do you like Chinese food?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVEEEEEEEEEEEEE it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;47. Do you like coffee?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Latte anytime!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;48. How many glasses of water, a day, do you drink on average?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;49. What do you drink in the morning?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;50. What non-banking related card in your wallet is the most valuable to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Snob Card :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;51. Do you sleep on a certain side of the bed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes the right side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;52. Do you know how to play poker?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;53. Do you like to cuddle?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who doesnt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;54. Have you ever been to Canada?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;55. Do you have an addictive personality?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno! Dunt think so!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;56. Do you eat out or at home more often?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at home often!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;57. What do you miss about highschool, if anything?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my first ever crush ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;58. Do you know anyone with the same birthday as you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I met this one person online once!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;59. Do you want kids?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definitely!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;60. Do you speak any other languages?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urdu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;61. Have you ever gotten stitches?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;62. Have you ever ridden in an ambulance?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;63. Do you prefer an ocean or a pool?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pool for swimming! Ocean for gazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;64. Do you prefer a window seat or an aisle seat?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Window!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;65. Do you know how to drive stick?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;66. What is your favorite thing to spend money on?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clothes, shoes and bags :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240707426999565698" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SLq7o24PfYI/AAAAAAAAePs/h2LvahE5h7E/s200/SundayStealing.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052038012453780909-1221769683385767776?l=fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/feeds/1221769683385767776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4052038012453780909&amp;postID=1221769683385767776' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/1221769683385767776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/1221769683385767776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/2010/02/clowns-meme-2.html' title='The Clown&apos;s Meme 2'/><author><name>Americanising Desi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/TL6OOad1emI/AAAAAAAAETM/Vyw6RyytpY0/S220/tumblr_l9z4glxKoq1qa3op2o1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SLq7o24PfYI/AAAAAAAAePs/h2LvahE5h7E/s72-c/SundayStealing.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-2414437396352820336</id><published>2010-02-19T22:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T22:38:19.486-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saturday'/><title type='text'>Don't Stand So Close to Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. Who would you like not to stand so close to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this very moment ALL PEOPLE AT MY WORK PLACE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. Which of the following aspects of your life would you think rates the highest: mind, body or spirit?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Mind!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. What is your favorite movie line?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't live your life for other people. You've got to do what's right for you, even if it hurts some people you love. ~ The Notebook&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. What is your favorite movie title?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life or Something Like it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. What is something that has happened to you that you would consider a miracle?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came out of a failed marriage much earlier than most people do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6. What do you try to stay away from?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Negative Influences of Any Kind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7. What is it too late for?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too late for hunting down love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8. Give someone credit for something and name it if you can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I give credit for my whole sole being, everything that is better in me than a million others is all I owe to my parents and their education. They have been the best in everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9. Would you rather be famous now &amp;amp; forgotten after you die or forgotten now &amp;amp; famous after you die, forever? And why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like to be thought about after I die. I'd like to be famous now if possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://samanthasaturday9.blogspot.com" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242998950100664370" border="0" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SMLfxDp_ADI/AAAAAAAAegw/SR7ugXNeROQ/s200/sat9logo.jpg"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052038012453780909-2414437396352820336?l=fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/feeds/2414437396352820336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4052038012453780909&amp;postID=2414437396352820336' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/2414437396352820336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/2414437396352820336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/2010/02/dont-stand-so-close-to-me.html' title='Don&apos;t Stand So Close to Me'/><author><name>Americanising Desi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/TL6OOad1emI/AAAAAAAAETM/Vyw6RyytpY0/S220/tumblr_l9z4glxKoq1qa3op2o1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SMLfxDp_ADI/AAAAAAAAegw/SR7ugXNeROQ/s72-c/sat9logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-9190541270592152310</id><published>2010-02-17T07:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T07:55:28.620-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wednesday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Happy Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/S3wRR3bKwZI/AAAAAAAAC8E/yqjGXtWuaNs/s1600-h/tumblr_kwh9vhktN91qzvsqto1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/S3wRRWvaGOI/AAAAAAAAC70/xV99ieqMQys/s400/tumblr_kwa3jiQwBo1qzvsqto1_400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439241439816587490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/S3wRQ704BPI/AAAAAAAAC7s/YSBCG9Ymnjc/s1600-h/tumblr_kw461uFpHU1qzvsqto1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/S3wRQ704BPI/AAAAAAAAC7s/YSBCG9Ymnjc/s400/tumblr_kw461uFpHU1qzvsqto1_400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439241432591762674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/S3wRQrhwhfI/AAAAAAAAC7k/ewCkpG0k_cM/s1600-h/o9zpxWTKFqeg4id8dDhkX3nho1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/S3wRQrhwhfI/AAAAAAAAC7k/ewCkpG0k_cM/s400/o9zpxWTKFqeg4id8dDhkX3nho1_400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439241428216612338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My love treat to all my readers :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://wordlesswednesday.com"&gt;Wordlessness&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052038012453780909-9190541270592152310?l=fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/feeds/9190541270592152310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4052038012453780909&amp;postID=9190541270592152310' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/9190541270592152310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/9190541270592152310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-love.html' title='Happy Love'/><author><name>Americanising Desi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/TL6OOad1emI/AAAAAAAAETM/Vyw6RyytpY0/S220/tumblr_l9z4glxKoq1qa3op2o1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/S3wRR3bKwZI/AAAAAAAAC8E/yqjGXtWuaNs/s72-c/tumblr_kwh9vhktN91qzvsqto1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-8831706338783006852</id><published>2010-02-13T22:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T22:44:42.741-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><title type='text'>The Clown's Meme 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. How old will you be in five years?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32 years old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. Who did you spend at least two hours with today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one but myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. How tall are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5'4''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. What do you look forward to most in the next six weeks?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my exit from 9 to 5 and into my own business eventually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. What’s the last movie you saw?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Name is Khan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6. Who was the last person you called?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tried calling my long distance lover but he didnt pick up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7. Who was the last person to call you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was my mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8. What was the last text message you received?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now I received "Open your eyes!, So the Sun can Rise, Flowers can blossom, Birds can sing, b'cos all are waiting to see, ur beautiful smile, Good Morning!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9. Who was the last person to leave you a voicemail?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont use Voicemail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10. Do you prefer to call or text?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Text and only text&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;11. What were you doing at 12am last night?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was watching 'My name is Khan'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;12. Are your parents married/separated/divorced?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Married and together mashallah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;13. When is the last time you saw your mom?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now. we live together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;14. What color are your eyes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dark brown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;15. What time did you wake up today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at 10:30 a.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;16. What are you wearing right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pjs, tshirt and a shawl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;17. What is your favorite christmas song?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is the season to be jolly lalalal alalala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;18. Where is your favorite place to be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a hotel room, all alone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;19. Where is your least favorite place to be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In someone else's room!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;20. Where would you go if you could go anywhere?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd love to go to Cali&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;21. Where do you think you’ll be in 10 years?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope wish pray that I'd be married!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;22. Do you tan or burn?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;23. What did you fear was going to get you at night as a child?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;24. What was the last thing that really made you laugh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;25. How many TVs do you have in your house?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;26. How big is your bed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Queen size&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;27. Do you have a laptop or desktop computer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;desktop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;29. What color are your sheets?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is pale blue and pink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;30. How many pillows do you sleep with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;31. What is your favorite season?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the pleasant and not so cold winter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;32. What do you like about Autumn?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The orange leaves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;33. What do you like about winter?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cuddle and the hot chocolate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240707426999565698" border="0" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SLq7o24PfYI/AAAAAAAAePs/h2LvahE5h7E/s200/SundayStealing.JPG"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052038012453780909-8831706338783006852?l=fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/feeds/8831706338783006852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4052038012453780909&amp;postID=8831706338783006852' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/8831706338783006852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/8831706338783006852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/2010/02/clowns-meme-1.html' title='The Clown&apos;s Meme 1'/><author><name>Americanising Desi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/TL6OOad1emI/AAAAAAAAETM/Vyw6RyytpY0/S220/tumblr_l9z4glxKoq1qa3op2o1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SLq7o24PfYI/AAAAAAAAePs/h2LvahE5h7E/s72-c/SundayStealing.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-5739067193461105564</id><published>2010-02-12T22:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T22:28:50.806-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saturday'/><title type='text'>It's a beautiful Morning!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. Are you a morning person?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truly and Deeply! My head alarm goes off at 8 a.m. every day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. Tell us of a news story that truly shocked you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing shocks me, I am anti shock! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. What was your very first job?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was an assistant librarian for kids at my own school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. What characteristics do you despise?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like people with unnecessary attitude. I think we all have it but not we all know how to flaunt it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. To where would you retire?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm good Q. I think I am in retirement already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6. Are you named after anyone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, some character in a drama serial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7. How do you release anger?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I write and I blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8. Do you use sarcasm a lot?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is my middle name **wink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9. What is your least favorite thing about yourself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have much faith in me like everyone has in me. Truly I am working hard on that every day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://samanthasaturday9.blogspot.com/" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242998950100664370" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SMLfxDp_ADI/AAAAAAAAegw/SR7ugXNeROQ/s200/sat9logo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052038012453780909-5739067193461105564?l=fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/feeds/5739067193461105564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4052038012453780909&amp;postID=5739067193461105564' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/5739067193461105564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/5739067193461105564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/2010/02/its-beautiful-morning.html' title='It&apos;s a beautiful Morning!'/><author><name>Americanising Desi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/TL6OOad1emI/AAAAAAAAETM/Vyw6RyytpY0/S220/tumblr_l9z4glxKoq1qa3op2o1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SMLfxDp_ADI/AAAAAAAAegw/SR7ugXNeROQ/s72-c/sat9logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-4830075202893967337</id><published>2010-02-10T07:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T07:11:29.011-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wednesday'/><title type='text'>Lucid Picture</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/S3LMG7dxhII/AAAAAAAAC6k/OruYht2OF_g/s1600-h/tumblr_kx8lmttQaM1qzpe8uo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/S3LMG7dxhII/AAAAAAAAC6k/OruYht2OF_g/s400/tumblr_kx8lmttQaM1qzpe8uo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436632119603463298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Happiness is a state of mind only the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;righteous &lt;/span&gt;can really taste that is what they all say. While seeking that flavor we unconsciously &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;salvage&lt;/span&gt; the present state of being and oversee the&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; lucid&lt;/span&gt; picture of the restless ever-after that draws itself in and drives out all pleasures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://threewordwednesday.wordpress.com/"&gt;Three Word Wednesday&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052038012453780909-4830075202893967337?l=fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/feeds/4830075202893967337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4052038012453780909&amp;postID=4830075202893967337' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/4830075202893967337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/4830075202893967337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/2010/02/lucid-picture.html' title='Lucid Picture'/><author><name>Americanising Desi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/TL6OOad1emI/AAAAAAAAETM/Vyw6RyytpY0/S220/tumblr_l9z4glxKoq1qa3op2o1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/S3LMG7dxhII/AAAAAAAAC6k/OruYht2OF_g/s72-c/tumblr_kx8lmttQaM1qzpe8uo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-4811095764687357021</id><published>2010-02-03T02:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T02:32:34.591-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wednesday'/><title type='text'>Excuse me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/S2lQotOleYI/AAAAAAAAC38/Go4TQtjD6gg/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/S2lQotOleYI/AAAAAAAAC38/Go4TQtjD6gg/s400/4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433963085664975234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excuse me! Think I’ve mistaken you for somebody else…&lt;br /&gt;Excuse me! I am a little &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;frantic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; at the moment…&lt;br /&gt;Excuse my casual&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; lurch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; please!&lt;br /&gt;Excuse me if I pollute your surrounding with the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;odor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of him!&lt;br /&gt;Excuse my absent-mindedness and my disability to bathe out of his stink!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should not give a damn about him or anyone yet I continue to disappoint me and my countless attempts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://threewordwednesday.wordpress.com/"&gt;3WW&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052038012453780909-4811095764687357021?l=fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/feeds/4811095764687357021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4052038012453780909&amp;postID=4811095764687357021' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/4811095764687357021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/4811095764687357021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/2010/02/excuse-me.html' title='Excuse me!'/><author><name>Americanising Desi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/TL6OOad1emI/AAAAAAAAETM/Vyw6RyytpY0/S220/tumblr_l9z4glxKoq1qa3op2o1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/S2lQotOleYI/AAAAAAAAC38/Go4TQtjD6gg/s72-c/4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-563837970844566862</id><published>2010-01-31T22:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T22:48:46.732-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><title type='text'>The Pretentious Blogging Meme</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. How long have you been blogging?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my first blog in 2003&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. What made you start?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just my daily routine of journaling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. Who inspired you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. About how many hours a week would you estimate you spend on your blog?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I am an addict&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. What kind of experience or background do you have with writing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started with a poem for my mom on mother's day and then it was all about romance. I had my first crush in grade 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6. Talk about how you come up with blog topics. Where do you get your ideas?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just random - ness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7. What or who inspires you and your blog?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything that inspires life possibly :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8. Where and/or how do your brainstorming for your blog?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just sit on Microsoft Word and that is the start of the weirdest of possibilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9. Do you have any blogging rules or guidelines you follow?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think so. I like breaking rules.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10. Is there anything you will not blog about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anything extreme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;11. Do you have any sort of a publishing schedule in terms of day of week or topic?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naaaaaa but I do religiously publish memes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240707426999565698" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SLq7o24PfYI/AAAAAAAAePs/h2LvahE5h7E/s200/SundayStealing.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052038012453780909-563837970844566862?l=fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/feeds/563837970844566862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4052038012453780909&amp;postID=563837970844566862' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/563837970844566862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/563837970844566862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/2010/01/pretentious-blogging-meme.html' title='The Pretentious Blogging Meme'/><author><name>Americanising Desi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/TL6OOad1emI/AAAAAAAAETM/Vyw6RyytpY0/S220/tumblr_l9z4glxKoq1qa3op2o1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SLq7o24PfYI/AAAAAAAAePs/h2LvahE5h7E/s72-c/SundayStealing.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-5149800497123229813</id><published>2010-01-27T01:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T01:53:59.469-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wednesday'/><title type='text'>Beacon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/S2AM_2SSS_I/AAAAAAAAC0M/gbpMKARU5mI/s1600-h/tumblr_kquqqk6H5E1qzpe8uo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 263px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/S2AM_2SSS_I/AAAAAAAAC0M/gbpMKARU5mI/s400/tumblr_kquqqk6H5E1qzpe8uo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431355441652321266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;spark of true achievement comes from the will to let go of ones ability to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;grieve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; more and make merry less. Our &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;kindred&lt;/span&gt; is never responsible for imparting the genes of negativity in our existence hence we become what we chose to become, our only &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;beacon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; comes from within and what we chose to have around us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://threewordwednesday.wordpress.com/"&gt;3WW&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052038012453780909-5149800497123229813?l=fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/feeds/5149800497123229813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4052038012453780909&amp;postID=5149800497123229813' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/5149800497123229813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/5149800497123229813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/2010/01/beacon.html' title='Beacon'/><author><name>Americanising Desi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/TL6OOad1emI/AAAAAAAAETM/Vyw6RyytpY0/S220/tumblr_l9z4glxKoq1qa3op2o1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/S2AM_2SSS_I/AAAAAAAAC0M/gbpMKARU5mI/s72-c/tumblr_kquqqk6H5E1qzpe8uo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-3933268128120403451</id><published>2010-01-26T00:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T00:44:32.737-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tuesday'/><title type='text'>Ten on Tuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://rootsandrings.wordpress.com/about/ten-on-tuesday-topics-and-archives/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 125px; height: 125px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/S16rS9SJjII/AAAAAAAACz4/k-XVYYSElow/s200/rr10tuesday.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430966542832077954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. What accomplishment are you most proud of?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am yet not satisfied with any. I know I can accomplish more than I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. How much did you weigh when you were born?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 pounds I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. What is your favorite perfume?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in love with DKNY ‘be delicious’ [pink]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. How many siblings do you have?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three gorgeous baby sisters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. How many children would you like to have? (Or how many do you have?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would love to have two sons and a daughter :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6. What’s the best class you took in college?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Political Science&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7. What was your favorite game to play when you were a child?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved playing monopoly and cluedo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8. What character on Friends are you most like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea. Can’t relate to any.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9. Are you a phone person? (ie: Do you like talking on the phone?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I prefer texting more. Hate to have phone conversations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10. What was the best vacation you ever took?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Las Vegas and loved every minute of being there!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052038012453780909-3933268128120403451?l=fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/feeds/3933268128120403451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4052038012453780909&amp;postID=3933268128120403451' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/3933268128120403451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/3933268128120403451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/2010/01/ten-on-tuesday.html' title='Ten on Tuesday'/><author><name>Americanising Desi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/TL6OOad1emI/AAAAAAAAETM/Vyw6RyytpY0/S220/tumblr_l9z4glxKoq1qa3op2o1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/S16rS9SJjII/AAAAAAAACz4/k-XVYYSElow/s72-c/rr10tuesday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-6484827532098735982</id><published>2010-01-25T23:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T23:48:56.943-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saturday'/><title type='text'>I Think We're Alone Now</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. What celebrity in a fantasy would you like to be alone with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shahrukh Khan or Shahid Kapoor or Hugh Jackman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. Have ever dated a good friend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not really dated but we did go out a lot together. It was confusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. What is the most embarrassing song that you like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chumma Chumma de de (Chumma is the weirdest way to say ‘Kiss’)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. What is your favorite tear jerker movie?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nights in Rodanthe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. What about yourself makes you least secure?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My destiny. My fate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6. Do you believe in destiny?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I do but now I am not too sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7. What 'issue' do you think your opinion is so right about that you end up trying to sway others to your point of view?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my religion, drinking is forbidden because it makes you lose consciousness and control. I say I will drink in the presence of my husband because whatever I do after I am drunk will be with someone who is my legal partner in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8. What are 5 things you don't care about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- my job&lt;br /&gt;- how rich my husband will be&lt;br /&gt;- nosy relatives&lt;br /&gt;- loud mouths&lt;br /&gt;- society status&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9. Have you ever been in a situation where you weren't sure if you were seducing or being seduced?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. Yes I think I have been there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://samanthasaturday9.blogspot.com" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242998950100664370" border="0" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SMLfxDp_ADI/AAAAAAAAegw/SR7ugXNeROQ/s200/sat9logo.jpg"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052038012453780909-6484827532098735982?l=fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/feeds/6484827532098735982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4052038012453780909&amp;postID=6484827532098735982' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/6484827532098735982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/6484827532098735982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-think-were-alone-now.html' title='I Think We&apos;re Alone Now'/><author><name>Americanising Desi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/TL6OOad1emI/AAAAAAAAETM/Vyw6RyytpY0/S220/tumblr_l9z4glxKoq1qa3op2o1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SMLfxDp_ADI/AAAAAAAAegw/SR7ugXNeROQ/s72-c/sat9logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-6615490988082283122</id><published>2010-01-20T22:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T22:22:35.888-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wednesday'/><title type='text'>Uncountable</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/S1fyUa0jXzI/AAAAAAAACt0/6n0k-nJvAxA/s1600-h/tumblr_krvuispq5Y1qzpe8uo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 290px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/S1fyUa0jXzI/AAAAAAAACt0/6n0k-nJvAxA/s400/tumblr_krvuispq5Y1qzpe8uo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429074308429471538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;It is impossible to &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;measure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; one’s failings in life as it is impossible to sum up the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ideal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; moments that we get. Surely the sorrow of failings overburdens us and hence seems to be more in ratio. But unless you don’t &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;teeter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and sway you don’t get much out of living. All good moments do account for smiles and satisfaction but a striking balance and learning comes when hardships fall in the way. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://threewordwednesday.wordpress.com/"&gt;Three Word Wednesday&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052038012453780909-6615490988082283122?l=fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/feeds/6615490988082283122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4052038012453780909&amp;postID=6615490988082283122' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/6615490988082283122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/6615490988082283122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/2010/01/uncountable.html' title='Uncountable'/><author><name>Americanising Desi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/TL6OOad1emI/AAAAAAAAETM/Vyw6RyytpY0/S220/tumblr_l9z4glxKoq1qa3op2o1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/S1fyUa0jXzI/AAAAAAAACt0/6n0k-nJvAxA/s72-c/tumblr_krvuispq5Y1qzpe8uo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-2745076156643042852</id><published>2010-01-16T07:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T07:53:18.656-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saturday'/><title type='text'>When We Was Fab</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. Is there a blog as far as its appearance goes that you think is the most fabulous?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really like some of the blogs. I can't pinpoint them because they mostly have a great appearance. NO I AM NOT BEING DIPLOMATIC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. Do you like the look and the contents of your blogs?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Absolutely. All my blogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. Have you ever thought what would happen to your blog in case you died?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did give it a thought and I concluded that people who read me can keep reading what I scribbled forever because it will always be there. Something to remember me by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. Has any particular blogger had a great impact on how you set up and write your blog?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get inspired by a few national bloggers. How they take up on the existing scenario and blog about it. &lt;a href="http://tazeen-tazeen.blogspot.com/"&gt;Tazeen&lt;/a&gt; is one of them but that really hasn't had me scribble on the same lines. I just envy her once in a while :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. Would you want a fellow blogger to give you suggestions or criticism of what you write?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They all do mostly and some actually are quite blunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6. Is the number of visitors each day to your blog important to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is actually. I like to get reviews on my work. I do work like an author. I need feedback.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7. What percentage of your readers do you think actual comment?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ratio of those who follow me and those who comment is like 10:50 and no I am not kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8. Do you have a favorite blogger who does the memes that you participate in?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would not name one because I think all excel in memes and do a neat deed with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9. How often do you update your blog/site and why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every other day it is updated. Consecutively on Wednesday, Thursday, Saturday and Sunday! Because I love doing memes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://samanthasaturday9.blogspot.com" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242998950100664370" border="0" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SMLfxDp_ADI/AAAAAAAAegw/SR7ugXNeROQ/s200/sat9logo.jpg"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052038012453780909-2745076156643042852?l=fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/feeds/2745076156643042852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4052038012453780909&amp;postID=2745076156643042852' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/2745076156643042852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/2745076156643042852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/2010/01/when-we-was-fab.html' title='When We Was Fab'/><author><name>Americanising Desi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/TL6OOad1emI/AAAAAAAAETM/Vyw6RyytpY0/S220/tumblr_l9z4glxKoq1qa3op2o1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SMLfxDp_ADI/AAAAAAAAegw/SR7ugXNeROQ/s72-c/sat9logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-3915417289786378921</id><published>2010-01-14T03:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T03:41:30.253-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thursday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A simple woman&apos;s daybook'/><title type='text'>A simple woman's daybook: Jan 11</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://thesimplewomansdaybook.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 148px; height: 210px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/S08CfbFDsiI/AAAAAAAACsE/zGp70NrzsuA/s320/simple-woman-daybook-small.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426558814872908322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first time and I loved the whole experience. Thank God time is in my favor today or else I wouldn't have managed this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/S08B0Y6y30I/AAAAAAAACr0/ezu_xVCLMIE/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/S08B0Y6y30I/AAAAAAAACr0/ezu_xVCLMIE/s400/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426558075558616898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outside my window... there is always a breeze. I can see the dew drops on my flowers and it is a sightly ecstasy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/S08Bz30_JII/AAAAAAAACrs/_Axn7hwL4sk/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/S08Bz30_JII/AAAAAAAACrs/_Axn7hwL4sk/s400/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426558066675885186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thinking... a long soak with the petals in my tub will do my mind and body good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/S08BzmMq4dI/AAAAAAAACrk/_gVDnA_1b80/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/S08BzmMq4dI/AAAAAAAACrk/_gVDnA_1b80/s400/3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426558061943382482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for... the feelings I have and the senses I keep, for those who lack it don’t know what they are missing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/S08BymNdvnI/AAAAAAAACrc/-20nVj4jieM/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/S08BymNdvnI/AAAAAAAACrc/-20nVj4jieM/s400/4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426558044766846578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am wearing... a shawl to keep me warm and add me charm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/S08AT6-optI/AAAAAAAACrU/LIiBP9EozCc/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/S08AT6-optI/AAAAAAAACrU/LIiBP9EozCc/s400/5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426556418254218962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am remembering... how erotic that kiss was once and how ticklish it always makes me when I recall it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/S08AS98QnbI/AAAAAAAACrM/dkwdbHTC25c/s1600-h/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 287px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/S08AS98QnbI/AAAAAAAACrM/dkwdbHTC25c/s400/6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426556401869692338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going... to go shopping and buy me loads and loads of girly stuff. About time I treated me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/S08ASax4gNI/AAAAAAAACrE/VfPMwGmX7D8/s1600-h/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/S08ASax4gNI/AAAAAAAACrE/VfPMwGmX7D8/s400/7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426556392430928082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am currently reading... absolutely nothing. I like to read blogs but books are not just my companion at the very moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/S08AR6tpMqI/AAAAAAAACq8/8FPNW5UrhLY/s1600-h/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 376px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/S08AR6tpMqI/AAAAAAAACq8/8FPNW5UrhLY/s400/8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426556383823213218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am hoping... one day I will be able to have all the sweets without the scare of adding pounds to my weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/S08AReT9aYI/AAAAAAAACq0/iNISUkn0Fss/s1600-h/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 371px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/S08AReT9aYI/AAAAAAAACq0/iNISUkn0Fss/s400/9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426556376199293314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my mind... there is nothing but love and love and matrimony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/S07-wnVfWFI/AAAAAAAACqs/i_QkOopgduI/s1600-h/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/S07-wnVfWFI/AAAAAAAACqs/i_QkOopgduI/s400/10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426554712174319698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noticing that... I haven’t felt like a woman in years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/S07-wOvdAWI/AAAAAAAACqk/_1SkPaszzlk/s1600-h/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/S07-wOvdAWI/AAAAAAAACqk/_1SkPaszzlk/s400/11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426554705572331874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pondering these words... “If you find something that could be good… you should hang onto it.” And I let so much goodness slip by me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/S07-vnlSlsI/AAAAAAAACqc/b39sqSuRNiM/s1600-h/12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/S07-vnlSlsI/AAAAAAAACqc/b39sqSuRNiM/s400/12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426554695060723394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the kitchen... lots of love making and kissing and caressing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/S07-vEAeGLI/AAAAAAAACqU/IwjWftohCic/s1600-h/13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 304px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/S07-vEAeGLI/AAAAAAAACqU/IwjWftohCic/s400/13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426554685511047346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around the house... my bedroom and bathroom are the favorite places to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/S07-ujaZ-gI/AAAAAAAACqM/pblFmy5-w4c/s1600-h/14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 337px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/S07-ujaZ-gI/AAAAAAAACqM/pblFmy5-w4c/s400/14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426554676761459202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite things… Capturing moments and sipping a delightful cup of café latte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately I am loving the following picture and hence I am sharing the emotion below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/S08CUZ9GpxI/AAAAAAAACr8/C5YfQAnlvRs/s1600-h/beauty-0dcb7abe77853d53a3138f6e6ab58633_h.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/S08CUZ9GpxI/AAAAAAAACr8/C5YfQAnlvRs/s400/beauty-0dcb7abe77853d53a3138f6e6ab58633_h.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426558625592551186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052038012453780909-3915417289786378921?l=fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/feeds/3915417289786378921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4052038012453780909&amp;postID=3915417289786378921' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/3915417289786378921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052038012453780909/posts/default/3915417289786378921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fart-in-a-jar.blogspot.com/2010/01/simple-womans-daybook-jan-11.html' title='A simple woman&apos;s daybook: Jan 11'/><author><name>Americanising Desi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/TL6OOad1emI/AAAAAAAAETM/Vyw6RyytpY0/S220/tumblr_l9z4glxKoq1qa3op2o1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/S08CfbFDsiI/AAAAAAAACsE/zGp70NrzsuA/s72-c/simple-woman-daybook-small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry></feed>
