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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:margaritaynacho:4691</id>
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    <title>im gonna be an emo teenager for this, prepare yourself.</title>
    <published>2009-02-04T22:47:59Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-04T22:47:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So my job sucks 50% of the time. But in that 50%, its like a 110% worth of suck. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The principal is figuratively bipolar. Loves me one second, my job hangs by a thread the next. I dunno what to do. I had planned to leave after I got tenure, but that's not til next year. I don't want to risk being the last one in at a new job without having tenure when there are budget cuts, Especially since I'm the only one with a job in this house.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm stressed out, depressed, stuck. Trying to find the positive in each day...and its there somewhere, just being the skinny kid on a seesaw that the fat kid won't let down. I dunno if that metaphor actually works, but I like the visual....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so I'm done. I'm gonna just listen to my ipod and not think about this shit. Right.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:margaritaynacho:4534</id>
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    <title>should be getting ready for work</title>
    <published>2009-01-16T11:57:09Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-16T11:57:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">but i loves me some procrastination!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this morning i knelt on the couch and leaned over trying to plug in my laptop and the recliner opened (thanks to mike not closing it all the way apparently!), making the weight uneven, and the couch tipped backwards.&amp;nbsp; luckily i have tiger like reflexes and threw myself backwards or i would've been in quite a predicament. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i survived, and now i'm listening to the swell season on my ipod, through my home theater system, which has an ipod dock! even though i wasn't expecting this addition, it is pretty sweet.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;excitement already. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night i noticed that one particular crappy person has began adding even more of my friends (specifically mike's family.....??) on facebook.&amp;nbsp; i think if i saw her in the street i might actually go punch her in the face.&amp;nbsp; psycho. hose. beast. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's 20 degrees out and everyone in nyc is freaking out.&amp;nbsp; in canada, it was walking weather at 20.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of canada, A&amp;nbsp;PLANE&amp;nbsp;WENT&amp;nbsp;DOWN&amp;nbsp;IN&amp;nbsp;THE&amp;nbsp;HUDSON&amp;nbsp;RIVER&amp;nbsp;BECAUSE&amp;nbsp;CANADIAN&amp;nbsp;GEESE, basically large, mean, huge crapping monsters, FLEW&amp;nbsp;INTO&amp;nbsp;THE&amp;nbsp;DAMN&amp;nbsp;ENGINES! bastards! we are infested with them on every patch of grass in the tri-state area.&amp;nbsp; college soccer with a white uniform on a field full of goose turds was not that fun.&amp;nbsp; made the game much harder though (try getting traction in shit, even with cleats, oh and then have fun cleaning the cleats with a toothbrush!). anyway i'm not flying.&amp;nbsp; that was something i had never even thought of, thanks for adding that to the list of reasons not to fly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today i have to get through the school day and i'm trying to come up with ways to make it go faster.&amp;nbsp; i need some project to keep me busy.&amp;nbsp; maybe i'll bring a movie in for the students to watch today in my classes since i don't want to teach. ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright off to work i go.&amp;nbsp;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:margaritaynacho:4140</id>
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    <title>blahblah</title>
    <published>2009-01-11T13:04:51Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-11T13:04:51Z</updated>
    <content type="html">so i am currently sitting in my NEW living room. mike and steve spackled, painted, put up molding and did the electrical work and it's awesome.&amp;nbsp; I got a color called burnt almond on the walls, white ceiliing....it's pretty spectacular!&amp;nbsp; Today we're going to look for new furniture.&amp;nbsp; we decided against the 61&amp;quot; dlp tv and are probably getting a 52&amp;quot; flat screen instead....can't wait! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one dilemma i'm having is this: THE&amp;nbsp;WII.&amp;nbsp; love it, but let's see, we have: two guitar hero guitars, two ddr pads, two wii guns, the wii fit, the remotes themselves....WHERE&amp;nbsp;THE&amp;nbsp;HELL&amp;nbsp;ARE&amp;nbsp;YOU&amp;nbsp;SUPPOSED&amp;nbsp;TO&amp;nbsp;STORE&amp;nbsp;ALL&amp;nbsp;THIS&amp;nbsp;SHIT? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i picked out this super expensive storage trunk/coffeetable: &lt;a href="http://shopping.sierralivingconcepts.com/fullView.asp?sf=y&amp;amp;nb=1&amp;amp;id=%27238431022%27&amp;amp;img=http://www.sierralivingconcepts.com/images/large/238431022_LRG.jpg"&gt;http://shopping.sierralivingconcepts.com/fullView.asp?sf=y&amp;amp;nb=1&amp;amp;id=%27238431022%27&amp;amp;img=http://www.sierralivingconcepts.com/images/large/238431022_LRG.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....but it's like $540.00, more than half of what i'm paying for the sectional.&amp;nbsp; so i dunno.&amp;nbsp; i'd rather just get a plain old coffee table, but need the storage for wii stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see how exciting and domestic my life is!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see ya.</content>
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    <title>damnit.</title>
    <published>2008-11-23T12:57:40Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-23T12:57:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i think my sciatic nerve is being compressed again, otherwise known as sciatica. i don't want to move, whenever i stand up it hurts. i thought overnight it would somehow go away, but no. &amp;nbsp;and today i'm planning on painting the bathroom and fixing up the living room.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;suckage.</content>
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    <title>posting from the g1 google phone</title>
    <published>2008-11-02T05:41:24Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-02T05:41:24Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Pretty awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm in saugerties in the loghouse. Can't sleep. I saw a shooting star tonight and it was awesome. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a photoblog: papertigre.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need more sci-fi books.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need sleep.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:margaritaynacho:3366</id>
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    <title>effing television.</title>
    <published>2008-09-22T02:03:14Z</published>
    <updated>2008-09-22T02:03:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i hate when i get into a show or movie. &amp;nbsp;wait all this time to watch it. &amp;nbsp;and then it doesn't live up to expectations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;especially when you've read the book(s). &amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i believe in creative license. &amp;nbsp;i understand books don't always smoothly go from pages to screen, there's a need to fill up space without having a character's narration. do not fill up the space with unnecessary shit that either changes the whole freaking story or is just completely pointless.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;true blood is on my nerves. &amp;nbsp;it's turning into a skin-emax series. &amp;nbsp;no need for all the GRAPHIC sex. &amp;nbsp;i'm no prude, but this shit is probably the most hardcore porn they show on hbo. i have to watch the damn show alone because i'm too embarassed to be caught watching it haha.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god i sound like a republican. &amp;nbsp;anyway the watchmen better be awesome.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can tell it's a slow week if my only complaint is about hbo programming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br type="_moz" /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:margaritaynacho:3226</id>
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    <title>ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!</title>
    <published>2008-08-29T00:07:46Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-29T00:07:46Z</updated>
    <content type="html">work = INSANE. i know no one cares to hear about my work dilemmas.&amp;nbsp; but i need to vent a bit so that i can get on with my night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CRAP:&lt;br /&gt;-Special Ed students weren't scheduled first, i have no idea what classes they belong in so this holds up the whole scheduling process thanks to the special ed coordinator&lt;br /&gt;-teachers decided to hand me lists of students they want in their class this afternoon. THURSDAY. the THURSDAY before the long weekend when class starts on tuesday. let's see, there's been 3 months where they could have done this.&lt;br /&gt;-no one gives a shit about who i am and what i do and what life i have at home.&amp;nbsp; they go &amp;quot;oh wow that sucks.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;-new counselor doesn't know anything, as expected i mean i knew shit at once too, however she makes much more money than i do currently because she got 12 credits past her masters. SUCKS. i'm bitter and it's the first time in my life i can't help but show it. i'm always like &amp;quot;oh you make more than me, that's nice.&amp;nbsp; i was stupid not to do those credits a while ago. but i'm getting another masters so whatever&amp;quot; and then i say &amp;quot;god i'm sorry i'm bitter.&amp;nbsp; i have a 50 year old lady living somewhere down inside me.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;-edit: there are a couple of teachers who do feel my pain because i gave them a scenario of what it is like to schedule.&amp;nbsp; they both got stuck. welcome to my life. plus they appreciate that i always brought in munchkins last year for staff. &lt;br /&gt;-gave a presentation today in a sweater i got from banana republic.&amp;nbsp; guessing it was cashmere.&amp;nbsp; it fucking SHED black FUZZ/FUZZ&amp;nbsp;BALLS all over my white button down shirt. so all the staff gets to see me as an administrator the first time looking like an absolute tool. AWESOME. oh well i joked about it and everyone laughed so i have a future in comedy if not administration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOOD&amp;nbsp;THINGS:&lt;br /&gt;-staff volleyball is gonna be awesome&lt;br /&gt;-the funshine club is the tentative name for what was once the sunshine committee (lame). &amp;nbsp;i liked the fun club cause it's equally lame, but funnier. i'm the head of it. the money i collect from staff goes towards the volleyball, dinner cruise and end term PARTY. &lt;br /&gt;-i love the staff.&amp;nbsp; we have a new girl named katherine that wants to also teach guitar. SWEET. she's getting the beginners, i'm taking the kids that i've molded from scratch.&lt;br /&gt;-i'm making tons of money lately.&amp;nbsp; i told the principal if he keeps paying me like this i'll never leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SILLY&amp;nbsp;THINGS:&lt;br /&gt;-my book is gonna be awesome.&lt;br /&gt;-i really want to be in the FBI though i know it's probably impossible. and i know i probably wouldn't do it. &lt;br /&gt;-last night i almost ran away from my life. it happens sometimes. this time i was thinking of going to california or vermont or washington. &lt;br /&gt;-i had a dream i was a werewolf and it was awesome! i gotta stop reading science fiction books. but i spoke to my colleagues at work and they assured me it's fine to read silly books like the southern vampire series that i am obsessed with. OBSESSED. they are so funny. and there are vampires! woo! yes i'm crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now i am going to get ready to go to bed.&amp;nbsp; mike's coming home soon, and i was a real biatch to him last night. i couldn't sleep due to my stress and took it out on him every hour, haha.</content>
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    <title>wooooo gripefest</title>
    <published>2008-08-17T14:12:43Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-17T14:12:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">last night i had a bbq.&amp;nbsp; flakey mcflakerson didn't show up, yet it was her idea to have this bbq.&amp;nbsp; thus, she is now what i like to call CUT. it's like someone coming and vacuuming the person out of my life. she will no longer exist to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the bbq was awesome. i made blue cheeseburgers, cheddar cheeseburgers, chicken and rice (arroz con pollo...but i'm not hispanic, and i don't know how to make it exactly, so i don't think it's fair of me to assume what i made was indeed arroz con pollo), skirt steak, etc. it all came out really really really awesome. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we played dominoes and LRC (Left, Right, Center) which is the bestest game ever especially when we started playing for money.&amp;nbsp; best part is, i won! next time i have to tell people to bring more money so i can win it all.&amp;nbsp; it was a very close game. but i won!!!! mememememe! won! i never win anything, ever.&amp;nbsp; $15. mine. awesome. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i'm going to my aunt's house. i don't even look forward to family gatherings anymore. they're boring. and i'm being mean. at least when my aunt had a big inground pool, a huge yard, a dog, etc, there was STUFF to DO. now it's just sitting around the dinner table talking about boring stuff. snorefest. and i hope we go out for dinner these peeps can't cook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is my week off from work. WHAT SHALL I DO?!?!!?!!?!?!?!?! so many plans, so little time. i figure beach one day. shopping one day. and who knows!!!</content>
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    <title>barf city</title>
    <published>2008-08-07T14:02:38Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-07T14:02:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">so i had to attend this conference at Kingsborough Community College (really cool college, btw). it was very informative, albeit very boring.&amp;nbsp; met some awesome people, one of them is a counselor in brooklyn that's looking to start a program similar to recycle a bicycle in the bronx!! i gave her my info i would love to help out with that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, KCC served us all this awesome food. and it was awesome, believe you me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;til about 1pm yesterday when i had the uncontrollable urge to vomit. so i had to run out of the conference, trying to push pass other guidance counselors who were in my way so i wouldn't barf on them.&amp;nbsp; they probably thought i was an asshole. but lucky for them i made it to a stall just in time to projectile vomit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i got to leave the conference 4 hours before everyone else.&amp;nbsp; i feel bad for the new counselor we just hired, i'm busy barfing away and then had to drive her home.&amp;nbsp; but we instantly clicked as people so she's cool and she understands, i think. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt sick up til 8, when i finally allowed myself to do a full, last, big time barf. then i felt fine. i won the war against food terror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i'm pissed hulu.com took down season 4 of the office.&amp;nbsp; i only had a few more episodes to watch. bastards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second i'm annoyed that i still haven't gotten the new book in the twilight series.&amp;nbsp; even though i have to look over 400 transcripts this week and should probably do that first. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so this is what i'm getting for my new living room:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.amazon.com/Samsung-HL61A750-61-Inch-1080p-Powered/dp/B001415FIG/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=electronics&amp;amp;qid=1216251205&amp;amp;sr=8-1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a&gt;http://shopping.sierralivingconcepts.com/storefrontprofiles/DeluxeSFItemDetail.aspx?sid=1&amp;amp;sfid=163917&amp;amp;c=832233&amp;amp;i=238431022&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a&gt;http://shop.mybobs.com/Balladeer_Sec.aspx&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;super excited, i really need to get to work on it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of work. let me go do some. peace.</content>
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    <title>ok i'm going to start trying to keep a blog again</title>
    <published>2008-08-03T23:31:07Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-03T23:31:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">ok so to recap the past few months of my life:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-this second masters is tough. tougher than any other school.&amp;nbsp; not the complexity, just the amount of papers.&lt;br /&gt;-mike's sister got married, went to the wedding, had fun.&lt;br /&gt;-my other counseling coworkers either got fired or moved, so i was the lone counselor for a while.&amp;nbsp; just hired a new one that i get to train this week. &lt;br /&gt;-went on a roadtrip&amp;nbsp; to ami, florida again. this time with angel, valerie, kim and cecilia.&amp;nbsp; named ourselves "the flock of lesbians" since the first night we went to the supermarket the cashier said "oh it's just girls?.............no guys at all?" oh and flock because there were 5 of us and gaggle just wasn't as funny.&amp;nbsp; we rented bicycles, vespas, i got the drunkest i ever got and completely blacked out.&amp;nbsp; luckily the worst thing i did was get down to my underwear (which to my defense, everyone else did too and they weren't nearly as hammered) and do some nightswimming with the sharks on 4th of july.&amp;nbsp; then went kayaking the next day and just wanted to.....well, yak. we also made silly tie dyed shirts to wear out to the bars.&lt;br /&gt;-ripped out the woodpaneling in the basement, haven't done much else since.&lt;br /&gt;-have been reading these damn twilight series books. gotta get the new one since it's getting hard to avoid learning about the plot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah that's enough of that, it's boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so this weekend i had tons of homework.&amp;nbsp; had to compile all this crap for a final portfolio for class. it took forever, because i am a procrastinator.&amp;nbsp; yesterday went to class, gave two presentations, came home went to zum stammtisch in queens to have some german food.&amp;nbsp; it was pretty good.&amp;nbsp; i enjoyed the hacker pschorr hefe weizen more than the food though. then went to jimmy ryan's since that's mike's brother's haunt.&amp;nbsp; i don't like it there, they have no good beers on tap, and it just has a weird vibe, i'll stick to the harbor.&amp;nbsp; and then i knocked glasses over and broke them, loudly. so i left.&amp;nbsp; me mike and his friend came back here, played guitars til like 4AM outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i did: NOTHING.&amp;nbsp; i was trying to convince mike to go with me to carmel and pawling to go look at our future possible hometown, but he didn't get up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so in the next 2-3 years we're looking to not only officially move in together, but to move out of the bronx, and into our own house.&amp;nbsp; SCARY.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....but that may change because earlier we had a twizzler pull'n'peel fight by whipping each other with them, so now i have a 4 inch welt on my leg from a well executed whip. bastard. i will exact my revenge later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok well tomorrow i have to go play professional. so i'm going to go take a nap to think about it.</content>
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    <title>how cool is this?</title>
    <published>2008-08-03T23:02:28Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-03T23:02:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://speedtest.10-fast-fingers.com" style="background: transparent url(http://speedtest.10-fast-fingers.com/img/badge1.png) no-repeat scroll 0% 0%; display: block; width: 300px; height: 100px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; padding-top: 50px; padding-left: 60px; color: rgb(0, 153, 51); font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none; font-family: Times New Roman,Arial,serif; font-size: 40px;"&gt;94 words&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://speedtest.10-fast-fingers.com"&gt;Speedtest&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>whoa!</title>
    <published>2008-05-20T05:14:58Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-20T05:14:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i just went to an awesome concert.&amp;nbsp; if you don't know who "the swell season" are...you are truly missing out.&amp;nbsp; that was one of the most intimate big venue shows ever.&amp;nbsp; i felt like i was at the rotterdam in belfast watching them perform.&amp;nbsp; when has a band played radio city and spoke to the audience??!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fucking amazing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;truly beautiful show. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought my pal jackson was going to be upset at one point when glen started speaking about how the irish curse so much since the brits have been kicking gaelic out of them for 800 years, so the irish have to pervert the english language as much as possible.&amp;nbsp; thankfully he wasn't. funny since last week he was just saying to me "when are the irish just going to get over it? i mean it's been like hundreds of years they need to just give up"..................................oh my father is rolling in his grave that i'm associating with someone that would say that!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway awesome night. don't want to go to work tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or later today i should say................................</content>
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    <title>blaaaaaaaaaarrrrrghhhhhhh</title>
    <published>2008-05-18T01:34:57Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-18T01:34:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">buying a dress sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's run down this week in a nutshell:&lt;br /&gt;-felt like crap all week.&lt;br /&gt;-went on college tour to pratt&lt;br /&gt;-got cursed out by my boss (on my voicemail no less! have i ever told you how smart he is?)&lt;br /&gt;-had quesofundidos, nachos, a king crab enchilada and a sangrita at gusano loco...my fave mexican place. &lt;br /&gt;-umm then had two french kiss martinis and a couple of beers and shots at ronny's....on a thursday night....&lt;br /&gt;-friday was not fun.&lt;br /&gt;-went to mike's sister's place, she has the furniture i want. color me jealous!&lt;br /&gt;-had class today, got out early. &lt;br /&gt;-went dress shopping..................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nightmare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i always talk to girls who say "i wish i had bigger boobs" and i want to lunge and strangle them.&amp;nbsp; i never wanted big boobs.&amp;nbsp; in fact, i was an A - SMALL B until I was about 19-20.&amp;nbsp; granted i've gained some poundage, but not enough to give me these monsters. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean, this is what it's like with big boobs for you girls that long for them:&lt;br /&gt;-you can NOT wear those cute tshirts with words across them, or hell even a picture across....it will just be distorted and crack.&lt;br /&gt;-bras are no longer cute and sexy at this size, and if they are they do not serve the purpose i need them to...RESISTING GRAVITY AT ALL COSTS!&lt;br /&gt;-strapless bras are not worth the money. &lt;br /&gt;-big boobs does not equal round boobs. round&lt;i&gt;ish&lt;/i&gt;, yes. small soccer balls, no. &lt;br /&gt;-it's pretty hard to &lt;u&gt;not&lt;/u&gt; come across as trashy/skanky even when you are wearing work clothes! ( try being big boobed AND blonde! and tattooed for that matter....::sigh::)&lt;br /&gt;-button down shirts are not an option. &lt;br /&gt;-you will encounter many, MANY (mostly) drunk (mostly) men who feel you must be enlightened to their opinion on your size.&lt;br /&gt;-YOU BOOBS WILL MAKE YOU AT LEAST A DRESS SIZE OR TWO BIGGER THAN YOU NORMALLY ARE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...which isn't normally a big deal until you go...........DRESS SHOPPING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mfer, finding a farking dress that fits my whole body is impossible.&amp;nbsp; and my being a procrastinator surely doesn't help me.&amp;nbsp; this is also the time i want to crawl under a rock when i try dress after dress in the fitting rooms only being able to zip it up 70% of the way. let me tell you, i went to 2 lord and taylors, 2 macys, neiman marcus, nordstrom, david's bridal, and ann taylor before i went to bloomingdales and basically bought a dress that looks like i'm gonna hang out with lauren and heidi in hollywood.&amp;nbsp; which would be great, if that's what i was doing.&amp;nbsp; but i'm going to a wedding. on saturday. and for the past year i've had myself in my mind as having my kick-ass haircut, my croc looking nine west peep toe shoes, and a black, strapless, bubble hem, knee-length dress. well now i have a black, halter, low cut, banded bottom, TENT courtesy of BCBG and bloomingdales. is it cute? oh heck yeah! but i dunno if it's wedding appropriate.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a quagmire. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i'm gonna leave on the tags and see if i find something before saturday that's more appropriate. end scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday i get to see glen hansard and marketa irglova. you'd all be jealous if you knew who they were! maybe.</content>
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    <title>ow. owwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!!!</title>
    <published>2008-05-11T15:00:26Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-11T15:00:26Z</updated>
    <lj:music>the pardcast.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">let me state for the record: i am a dumbass.&amp;nbsp; and a repetitive one at that.&amp;nbsp; i do stupid things a lot.&amp;nbsp; like really believing i was gonna leave me house at 11 and be back at 1am for bri's bday.&amp;nbsp; hah! wrong-o! and at that, i drank CIDER. the worst shit on earth.&amp;nbsp; guaranteed headache in a bottle.&amp;nbsp; and i had two bottles.&amp;nbsp; so i have a two bottles o'magners cider headache. but did i have fun last night! got to dance to all my fave top 40 hits! white plains was pretty interesting...i've been there many a time, but last night it was pretty diverse.&amp;nbsp; it was cool to see different races partying together in the same place....strange that i've never really seen that before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i am taking my momster to a bbq restaurant in NJ.&amp;nbsp; i'm excited...i am gonna have some curly fries woop woop.&amp;nbsp; even though i shouldn't....because another stupid thing i did last night (this morning at 4:30 to be precise) was get white castle and devour it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been listening to this podcast "never not funny" for days.&amp;nbsp; it's really funny, it sure beats AM talk radio. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow i have nothing to talk about to validate my reasons for having&amp;nbsp; a livejournal.</content>
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