<?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-12322346</id><updated>2011-04-21T20:45:39.335-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nezbitt's 101 Things To Do In 1001 Days</title><subtitle type='html'>I think I can I think I can I think I can</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nezbitt101in1001.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12322346/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nezbitt101in1001.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Nezbitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01150375124998924551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img483.imageshack.us/img483/163/tek061023552646lo2.png'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>25</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12322346.post-3163639749433226983</id><published>2007-08-01T21:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T21:23:38.115-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#92 I'm saleing away...</title><content type='html'>So last Sunday we went saleing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought chopsticks, pillows, and two decks of cards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wish I had space and money for some of the cool stuff we found. Antiques galore!! It was awesome!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clearly, I need to hit more garage sales.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12322346-3163639749433226983?l=nezbitt101in1001.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nezbitt101in1001.blogspot.com/feeds/3163639749433226983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12322346&amp;postID=3163639749433226983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12322346/posts/default/3163639749433226983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12322346/posts/default/3163639749433226983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nezbitt101in1001.blogspot.com/2007/08/92-im-saleing-away.html' title='#92 I&apos;m saleing away...'/><author><name>Nezbitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01150375124998924551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img483.imageshack.us/img483/163/tek061023552646lo2.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12322346.post-6959646704001685555</id><published>2007-04-29T10:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T10:38:14.004-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#67 - Excellent Service!</title><content type='html'>So we went out for dinner last weekend to the New Asian Village. Our waiter was fantastic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He overheard me say that I think all drinks should come with umbrellas and then brought me an umbrella for my milk. And also in the one I ordered after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I left him a most excellent 50% tip. I hope he knows that he made my night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12322346-6959646704001685555?l=nezbitt101in1001.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nezbitt101in1001.blogspot.com/feeds/6959646704001685555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12322346&amp;postID=6959646704001685555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12322346/posts/default/6959646704001685555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12322346/posts/default/6959646704001685555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nezbitt101in1001.blogspot.com/2007/04/67-excellent-service.html' title='#67 - Excellent Service!'/><author><name>Nezbitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01150375124998924551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img483.imageshack.us/img483/163/tek061023552646lo2.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12322346.post-4514497180039822743</id><published>2007-04-21T09:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T10:48:02.717-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Long Overdue Update!</title><content type='html'>Ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was looking at the list, and I think it's time I finally did an update!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; #8 Lose enough weight to have a flat tummy - In Progress&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#16 Camping with a -40 sleeping bag - Done!&lt;br /&gt;    I went camping with the lovely T &amp; S last September long weekend. I was warm!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#68 Contact Juggling - In Progress&lt;br /&gt;    I borrowed a book and a ball from JugglePants. Not very committed to practicing, but I'm trying to be better about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#79 Company-funded Massages - Done and Done!&lt;br /&gt;    I've been seeing my massage therapist for over a year now. And I haven't paid for any of it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#83 Join a gym - Done!&lt;br /&gt;    Kristy and I started working out twice a week last fall. I have a membership card with a bad picture of me and everything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok! So far so good. I think I will try to cross something off this list again this weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12322346-4514497180039822743?l=nezbitt101in1001.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nezbitt101in1001.blogspot.com/feeds/4514497180039822743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12322346&amp;postID=4514497180039822743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12322346/posts/default/4514497180039822743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12322346/posts/default/4514497180039822743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nezbitt101in1001.blogspot.com/2007/04/long-overdue-update.html' title='A Long Overdue Update!'/><author><name>Nezbitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01150375124998924551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img483.imageshack.us/img483/163/tek061023552646lo2.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12322346.post-115579317293143114</id><published>2006-08-16T22:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T22:39:32.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'># 55 - Fountains of Fun</title><content type='html'>So I did it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morgoid, Human_Loser and I went and played in the fountains one very hot evening and I just went all out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the funnest thing I could have chosen to do on such a hot day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more down!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12322346-115579317293143114?l=nezbitt101in1001.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nezbitt101in1001.blogspot.com/feeds/115579317293143114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12322346&amp;postID=115579317293143114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12322346/posts/default/115579317293143114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12322346/posts/default/115579317293143114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nezbitt101in1001.blogspot.com/2006/08/55-fountains-of-fun.html' title='# 55 - Fountains of Fun'/><author><name>Nezbitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01150375124998924551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img483.imageshack.us/img483/163/tek061023552646lo2.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12322346.post-115206775784632353</id><published>2006-07-04T19:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T19:49:17.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#31 &amp; 32 - It was a toughie!</title><content type='html'>Sweet Jeebus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't have chocolate for all of June. (I made one exception for birthday cake; because I think it's rude to not have cake at a birthday party.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lemme tell you, that box of seashells was so damn tasty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's two more off! Woo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12322346-115206775784632353?l=nezbitt101in1001.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nezbitt101in1001.blogspot.com/feeds/115206775784632353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12322346&amp;postID=115206775784632353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12322346/posts/default/115206775784632353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12322346/posts/default/115206775784632353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nezbitt101in1001.blogspot.com/2006/07/31-32-it-was-toughie.html' title='#31 &amp; 32 - It was a toughie!'/><author><name>Nezbitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01150375124998924551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img483.imageshack.us/img483/163/tek061023552646lo2.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12322346.post-114974185739069605</id><published>2006-06-07T21:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T21:44:17.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#20 &amp; #84 - Knock 'Em Off!</title><content type='html'>#20 - Own an SM-ing laptop.&lt;br /&gt;This entry is being posted as I sit on my couch with Murray, my new laptop. He may be second hand, but he's just fine for what I need him for. I plan on taking him with me on the next largish show I have to do.&lt;br /&gt;Woo Murray!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#84 - Go for a ride on Jeff's bike.&lt;br /&gt;Last time I was out in Leduc (Mother's Day) I asked for a ride. We dug out my helmet, got me some proper shoes and we were off! I only had to scream "JEFFREEEEEEE!" once or twice, and only when he topped 100 km/h. It was lots of fun, I haven't been on a motorcycle in ages! I'm glad I did it, because he plans to sell it soon, I think. He's always thinking of getting bigger and better toys; just like our dad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that's two more off!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12322346-114974185739069605?l=nezbitt101in1001.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nezbitt101in1001.blogspot.com/feeds/114974185739069605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12322346&amp;postID=114974185739069605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12322346/posts/default/114974185739069605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12322346/posts/default/114974185739069605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nezbitt101in1001.blogspot.com/2006/06/20-84-knock-em-off.html' title='#20 &amp; #84 - Knock &apos;Em Off!'/><author><name>Nezbitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01150375124998924551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img483.imageshack.us/img483/163/tek061023552646lo2.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12322346.post-113955944847244894</id><published>2006-02-10T00:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-10T00:17:28.473-08:00</updated><title type='text'>#95 &amp; #101 - Driving with Seuss</title><content type='html'>So a friendly police officer was kind enough to inform me that my registration was expired, and that the address on my licence was wrong; to the tune of +$300 in tickets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we had that taken care of post-haste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And whilst out shopping with the Herb, we managed to each pick up a copy of Seussical the Musical. It makes really good driving music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There, strike two off!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12322346-113955944847244894?l=nezbitt101in1001.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nezbitt101in1001.blogspot.com/feeds/113955944847244894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12322346&amp;postID=113955944847244894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12322346/posts/default/113955944847244894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12322346/posts/default/113955944847244894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nezbitt101in1001.blogspot.com/2006/02/95-101-driving-with-seuss.html' title='#95 &amp; #101 - Driving with Seuss'/><author><name>Nezbitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01150375124998924551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img483.imageshack.us/img483/163/tek061023552646lo2.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12322346.post-113331538504773327</id><published>2005-11-29T17:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T17:49:45.143-08:00</updated><title type='text'>#3 - Blue hair</title><content type='html'>I have great stripes of &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;blue hair&lt;/span&gt; flowing from the top of my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it will only last a week or two at best, but I don't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause man...  it looks &lt;em&gt;COOL&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12322346-113331538504773327?l=nezbitt101in1001.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nezbitt101in1001.blogspot.com/feeds/113331538504773327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12322346&amp;postID=113331538504773327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12322346/posts/default/113331538504773327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12322346/posts/default/113331538504773327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nezbitt101in1001.blogspot.com/2005/11/3-blue-hair.html' title='#3 - Blue hair'/><author><name>Nezbitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01150375124998924551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img483.imageshack.us/img483/163/tek061023552646lo2.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12322346.post-113047562269431451</id><published>2005-10-27T21:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T22:00:22.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#98 - Techs Rule!</title><content type='html'>So I was insistent. I all but demanded that Mike be a part of my running crew. And I'm oh-so-happy that he could come on board. He saved my ass! Multiple times. He found me a crew (because everyone else quit on us!) that stayed around!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was all good times because I knew my crew was competent and TEH AWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, cross another one off the list!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12322346-113047562269431451?l=nezbitt101in1001.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nezbitt101in1001.blogspot.com/feeds/113047562269431451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12322346&amp;postID=113047562269431451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12322346/posts/default/113047562269431451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12322346/posts/default/113047562269431451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nezbitt101in1001.blogspot.com/2005/10/98-techs-rule.html' title='#98 - Techs Rule!'/><author><name>Nezbitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01150375124998924551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img483.imageshack.us/img483/163/tek061023552646lo2.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12322346.post-112607749408554209</id><published>2005-09-07T00:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T00:18:14.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#87 - 500 Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;500 Things You Might Not Know About Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I’m afraid of zombies.&lt;br /&gt;2. I don’t do well in horror movies.&lt;br /&gt;3. I slept with my light on after seeing Jurassic Park.&lt;br /&gt;4. I let myself get talked in to seeing Blair Witch and The Grudge.&lt;br /&gt;5. After The Grudge, I was scared of ghosts and zombies for weeks.&lt;br /&gt;6. Sometimes writing puts me to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;7. I write poetry when I’m upset&lt;br /&gt;8. According to my height/weight chart, I’m officially obese.&lt;br /&gt;9. That both disgusts and depresses me.&lt;br /&gt;10. But I’m still cute!&lt;br /&gt;11. I love Scott very much.&lt;br /&gt;12. But I still think he can be a spoiled brat.&lt;br /&gt;13. I’m addicted to lists.&lt;br /&gt;14. Instead of writing notes, I would make lists for my friends in high school.&lt;br /&gt;15. And college.&lt;br /&gt;16. Sometimes I really wish I was in school again.&lt;br /&gt;17. Sometimes I’m really glad I’m not.&lt;br /&gt;18. I have been guilty of tech-itude.&lt;br /&gt;19. I used to be deathly afraid of taking the bus.&lt;br /&gt;20. I got over it.&lt;br /&gt;21. I discovered that I really enjoy taking the LRT.&lt;br /&gt;22. I hate the paint job in my living room.&lt;br /&gt;23. For the first little while when we started dating, Scott wouldn’t tell his friends who he was seeing.&lt;br /&gt;24. I found that hysterically funny.&lt;br /&gt;25. When I write in my journal, I like to change colors when I change thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;26. I like to color-code my SM work.&lt;br /&gt;27. Close-minded people really piss me off.&lt;br /&gt;28. So do ignorant people.&lt;br /&gt;29. When I shower, I only feel clean if I’ve shaved.&lt;br /&gt;30. I don’t usually like being naked.&lt;br /&gt;31. I’ve never made it through my Winnie-the-Pooh movie without falling asleep.&lt;br /&gt;32. I use that movie for naps.&lt;br /&gt;33. The first time I heard “The Reason” by Hoobastank, I cried.&lt;br /&gt;34. I regret losing my virginity to my ex.&lt;br /&gt;35. I don’t regret sleeping with my best friend.&lt;br /&gt;36. Despite the fact that he stopped talking to me.&lt;br /&gt;37. I love thunderstorms&lt;br /&gt;38. I love sitting in my car and listening to the rain hit the roof.&lt;br /&gt;39. I hate the cold&lt;br /&gt;40. I’m still willing to go north just to hear the northern lights sing.&lt;br /&gt;41. Nor will I move someplace warmer.&lt;br /&gt;42. I usually prefer comedies over dramas.&lt;br /&gt;43. I’ve loved everything I’ve ever seen by Pixar.&lt;br /&gt;44. I wish I could work there.&lt;br /&gt;45. I think I might like to live in Scotland some day.&lt;br /&gt;46. I can’t stand living in a filthy house.&lt;br /&gt;47. Untidy is not the same as filthy.&lt;br /&gt;48. I hate moving more than almost anything&lt;br /&gt;49. I’ve moved 7 times in my life.&lt;br /&gt;50. I get really uncomfortable when strangers approach me on the street.&lt;br /&gt;51. I’m really choked that I can’t find the watch my brother gave me&lt;br /&gt;52. I put it in a specific place so that I wouldn’t lose it.&lt;br /&gt;53. now I don’t remember where it is&lt;br /&gt;54. I loved that watch&lt;br /&gt;55. I’m very addicted to Zelda&lt;br /&gt;56. it’s the only game I can beat my brother and cousins at&lt;br /&gt;57. Until recently, I was the only one among my cousins who had moved out of my parent’s house.&lt;br /&gt;58. And I’m not the oldest.&lt;br /&gt;59. I felt very much like the black sheep of the family.&lt;br /&gt;60. until I found out my cousin is a black sheep too&lt;br /&gt;61. I’m also the black sheep of Scott’s family.&lt;br /&gt;62. I met Scott at Survivor Improv.&lt;br /&gt;63. Shortly before he started dating my best friend.&lt;br /&gt;64. that was only awkward for me once&lt;br /&gt;65. I feel special that I was one of the first people to see Aiden.&lt;br /&gt;66. I was actually honoured that P Daddy and Lizbird asked me to sit Izzy the first time.&lt;br /&gt;67. on a different sitting adventure, Izzy pooped on my shirt&lt;br /&gt;68. I still have that shirt&lt;br /&gt;69. I plan on giving it to her someday&lt;br /&gt;70. I have a… tendency… to be late.&lt;br /&gt;71. it’s not always my fault&lt;br /&gt;72. I don’t pick my nose at red lights or stop signs&lt;br /&gt;73. I do it in between when fewer people are looking&lt;br /&gt;74. I sing in the shower&lt;br /&gt;75. I sing and dance in my car&lt;br /&gt;76. Cher and I had a great duet one day&lt;br /&gt;77. I find beauty in obscure places &amp; things.&lt;br /&gt;78. I prefer to write lying down&lt;br /&gt;79. Sometimes I just gotta get up and dance!&lt;br /&gt;80. I regret quitting dance class when I was little&lt;br /&gt;81. my 18th birthday was my best one yet&lt;br /&gt;82. there was no alcohol involved&lt;br /&gt;83. my dad called me fat once&lt;br /&gt;84. I cried over it later, when I was alone&lt;br /&gt;85. I’m still not quite over it&lt;br /&gt;86. I love having my nails done&lt;br /&gt;87. I know how to drive a submarine&lt;br /&gt;88. when I worked at West Ed, I wanted a bumper sticker: “My Other Car is A Submarine”&lt;br /&gt;89. The bubbles were my favorite part&lt;br /&gt;90. I really hated working for West Edmonton Mall&lt;br /&gt;91. I was thrown into the lake at West Ed on my last day&lt;br /&gt;92. I’ve driven a Hummer&lt;br /&gt;93. I’ve danced on a Broadway stage&lt;br /&gt;94. I’ve never eaten a Big Mac&lt;br /&gt;95. And I worked at McDonald’s for 2 years&lt;br /&gt;96. I used to get the uncomfortable feeling that Jago didn’t like me&lt;br /&gt;97. I don’t get that feeling anymore&lt;br /&gt;98. I’m very dependant on my car&lt;br /&gt;99. My car’s name is Honey&lt;br /&gt;100. I named her because she’s got personality&lt;br /&gt;101. she’s usually sick&lt;br /&gt;102. but that’s because by the time I’ve saved up enough to fix her, something else has gone wrong&lt;br /&gt;103. I don’t want to get rid of her because I don’t think my next car will have any personality&lt;br /&gt;104. I regularly fantasize about what I would do if I were rich&lt;br /&gt;105. usually it involves some sort of extravagant surprise for someone&lt;br /&gt;106. I have a pact with some college friends, “Whoever gets rich enough to buy everyone a fancy car, will.”&lt;br /&gt;107. I fully intend to honour that if I get rich enough.&lt;br /&gt;108. my super power is the ability to quote movies&lt;br /&gt;109. My friend Paul believes that someday, somehow, I will save the world with that superpower.&lt;br /&gt;110. Sometimes I get shy. (No, really! I do!)&lt;br /&gt;111. I have a great fondness for lemon gin&lt;br /&gt;112. I don’t like beer&lt;br /&gt;113. I prefer white wine over red&lt;br /&gt;114. but I’m slowly learning to drink red&lt;br /&gt;115. I wear my boyfriends merchandise&lt;br /&gt;116. I love giving custom made gifts&lt;br /&gt;117. I love giving gifts, just because&lt;br /&gt;118. sometimes I’m paranoid that strangers are laughing at me&lt;br /&gt;119. My bra’s cost around $200.&lt;br /&gt;120. each&lt;br /&gt;121. I usually only have one at a time&lt;br /&gt;122. I’m willing to have reduction surgery&lt;br /&gt;123. I think sunglasses are incredibly sexy&lt;br /&gt;124. I wish I had some&lt;br /&gt;125. I don’t wear contacts&lt;br /&gt;126. because I have a problem sticking my finger in my eye&lt;br /&gt;127. I had a huge crush on my best friend from high school&lt;br /&gt;128. not the one I slept with&lt;br /&gt;129. I thought I was in love with him&lt;br /&gt;130. I was very wrong&lt;br /&gt;131. he’s gay now&lt;br /&gt;132. and apparently he has a kid somewhere&lt;br /&gt;133. we lost touch after high school&lt;br /&gt;134. because I stopped talking to him&lt;br /&gt;135. because I felt he was flushing his life down the toilet&lt;br /&gt;136. apparently, he was afraid to tell me he was gay&lt;br /&gt;137. of all the people in the world that would have been accepting of that, it was me&lt;br /&gt;138. it really hurt my feelings that he didn’t tell me&lt;br /&gt;139. I haven’t spoken to him since&lt;br /&gt;140. that doesn’t really bother me&lt;br /&gt;141. I guess that means I’ve changed/moved on/gotten over it&lt;br /&gt;142. I love sleeping&lt;br /&gt;143. sometimes I feel I can’t sleep without Scotty beside me&lt;br /&gt;144. I know I can’t sleep without my little pillow&lt;br /&gt;145. I’ve tried, it doesn’t work&lt;br /&gt;146. I usually like to sleep with a stuffed animal&lt;br /&gt;147. my blanket is made of flannelette&lt;br /&gt;148. it was hand-made by my grandma&lt;br /&gt;149. I recently bought new flannel pillow-cases to go with it&lt;br /&gt;150. every now and then, I like to take candle-lit showers&lt;br /&gt;151. someday I will have a claw bathtub&lt;br /&gt;152. I like to blow bubbles in my milk&lt;br /&gt;153. some days I get tired of being a grown up , so I go do something childish&lt;br /&gt;154. while American Idol 2 was on, I was obsessed with Clay Aiken&lt;br /&gt;155. but I think giving him his own Christmas special was going a little too far&lt;br /&gt;156. I once created my fantasy bathroom in The Sims. It had a fountain&lt;br /&gt;157. I used to do my homework in the bathroom&lt;br /&gt;158. I used to be a head shorter than everyone&lt;br /&gt;159. I have a picture to prove it&lt;br /&gt;160. I think that everyone goes through the “dating and asshole” phase&lt;br /&gt;161. mine was named Brian&lt;br /&gt;162. I’ve really upped my standards since then&lt;br /&gt;163. Maybe that’s why I was single for so long…&lt;br /&gt;164. Scotty was worth the wait&lt;br /&gt;165. I refused to give in to the Harry Potter craze&lt;br /&gt;166. until I read the beginning of the first book&lt;br /&gt;167. I read the second book all in one night&lt;br /&gt;168. now I discuss with great passion how important it is that Ron and Hermione get together&lt;br /&gt;169. I have read entire novels in one day&lt;br /&gt;170. I’ve taken several weeks to read a play that can be performed in less than 2 hours&lt;br /&gt;171. I believe in theatre ghosts&lt;br /&gt;172. I thought Jerry Maguire was a really terrible movie&lt;br /&gt;173. I think Hero is the greatest movie I’ve ever seen&lt;br /&gt;174. I talked to Shane more when we wrote letters and he lived in PG than I do now that we live in the same city&lt;br /&gt;175. I usually feel the need to take matches from bars, restaurants, etc&lt;br /&gt;176. I have a whole box of candles left from Tony ‘n Tina’s wedding&lt;br /&gt;177. which kinda was a show from hell&lt;br /&gt;178. I enjoy drinking games&lt;br /&gt;179. I’ve helped make some really cool drinking games&lt;br /&gt;180. Like the Monkey Bowling Drinking game!&lt;br /&gt;181. I’m addicted to Booster Juice&lt;br /&gt;182. sometimes it’s a valid reason, sometimes it’s just spite&lt;br /&gt;183. sometimes I sleep better with a light on&lt;br /&gt;184. I want the biggest room in my house to be the bathroom&lt;br /&gt;185. I went to league bowling with my parents instead of staying with a babysitter&lt;br /&gt;186. I used to do my spelling homework on the floor between the benches in the bowling alley&lt;br /&gt;187. I’m sick of my natural hair color&lt;br /&gt;188. I’m still a little choked at Buster for chewing on my care bear&lt;br /&gt;189. I know it was my own fault for not making sure my door was closed all the way&lt;br /&gt;190. I don’t deal well with spiders, they creep me out&lt;br /&gt;191. I’m not a big fan of bugs either&lt;br /&gt;192. I love toe socks!&lt;br /&gt;193. I think I have about 4 pairs&lt;br /&gt;194. I like getting addicted to video games&lt;br /&gt;195. I have recently discovered the joy of Barry Ween&lt;br /&gt;196. Thanks Dev!&lt;br /&gt;197. I love being an Aunt&lt;br /&gt;198. people sometimes call me Annette&lt;br /&gt;199. I really hate that&lt;br /&gt;200. I usually prefer to sit on tables rather than at them.&lt;br /&gt;201. my favorite time to be in the theatre is shortly before the house opens when all the pre-show is running and I’m the only one there&lt;br /&gt;202. Dave once gave me my own personal dance party on the set at the Walterdale&lt;br /&gt;203. if I don’t write it down, I’ll probably forget it&lt;br /&gt;204. so I try to write down all the important things&lt;br /&gt;205. I have several pieces of one-of-a-kind, custom-made clothing&lt;br /&gt;206. one is my Scottybomb shirt&lt;br /&gt;207. one is my DJ Squiggles hat&lt;br /&gt;208. I almost always have at least one sharpie in my backpack&lt;br /&gt;209. once I found seven in there&lt;br /&gt;210. I have a complete collection of Crayola Mini-stampers&lt;br /&gt;211. I almost had a complete collection of teeny-beanie-babies&lt;br /&gt;212. I gave them to Izzy on her first birthday&lt;br /&gt;213. I hope they’re worth something someday&lt;br /&gt;214. My cell phone ring is Scotland the Brave&lt;br /&gt;215. No, I don’t know the words&lt;br /&gt;216. I really enjoy giving back rubs&lt;br /&gt;217. which is good, because I find most people enjoy getting them&lt;br /&gt;218. I know all the words to Copa Cabana&lt;br /&gt;219. my favorite comic strip is “Fox Trot”&lt;br /&gt;220. I can’t drink cola&lt;br /&gt;221. it gives me a headache&lt;br /&gt;222. Actually, all liquid caffeine gives me a headache.&lt;br /&gt;223. at almost any given point, I have a list going&lt;br /&gt;224. I love caper movies&lt;br /&gt;225. I have a very vivid imagination&lt;br /&gt;226. which is why I can’t watch scary movies&lt;br /&gt;227. I like summer because I can walk around without socks on&lt;br /&gt;228. I used to have silver pleather pants&lt;br /&gt;229. they were really hot&lt;br /&gt;230. There is a picture of me in my NABC yearbook, I’m wearing those pants and dancing a tango with Kari and the flash is reflecting off my butt.&lt;br /&gt;231. it’s a great pic&lt;br /&gt;232. I own more tools than my boyfriend&lt;br /&gt;233. sometimes I like taking control&lt;br /&gt;234. but only if I know what I’m doing&lt;br /&gt;235. I’m a bottom&lt;br /&gt;236. I’m quite good at the 15 puzzle&lt;br /&gt;237. I enjoy crosswords, even though I’m not very good at them&lt;br /&gt;238. whenever I learn something new, I like to practice a lot right away until I get good at it&lt;br /&gt;239. I think guilt is the worst feeling in the world&lt;br /&gt;240. so I try not to do things that might make me feel guilty later&lt;br /&gt;241. it’s easier for me to write things rather than say them&lt;br /&gt;242. because I can take time to think things through&lt;br /&gt;243. and I can edit&lt;br /&gt;244. I have recently discovered the joys of blogging&lt;br /&gt;245. And I love it!&lt;br /&gt;246. I keep a very short list in my head of people that I think are brilliant&lt;br /&gt;247. I’m not embarrassed of my middle name&lt;br /&gt;248. it’s Eileen&lt;br /&gt;249. my mother had an old friend named Anita&lt;br /&gt;250. Mom says I’m not named after her&lt;br /&gt;251. I’m still not so sure about that&lt;br /&gt;252. I think I have great legs&lt;br /&gt;253. I can’t stand “King of the Hill”&lt;br /&gt;254. It makes me want to punch Hank Hill in the face&lt;br /&gt;255. repeatedly&lt;br /&gt;256. but I could watch Monty Python all day and not get tired of it&lt;br /&gt;257. I don’t think I ever want to do another COSY show&lt;br /&gt;258. let’s just say it wasn’t that great of an experience&lt;br /&gt;259. I have a huge creative-crush on Jon Stewart&lt;br /&gt;260. I think he’s got talent oozing out of every orifice&lt;br /&gt;261. ewww&lt;br /&gt;262. I really miss Ang&lt;br /&gt;263. She’s in Japan right now&lt;br /&gt;264. I like my job, but I wish I had one that was more fun&lt;br /&gt;265. something I could really throw myself into&lt;br /&gt;266. my jewelry is silver, I don’t really like gold&lt;br /&gt;267. and it needs to be sterling or better, or else I break it&lt;br /&gt;268. I’m fairly confident that I’ve repeated myself somewhere on this list&lt;br /&gt;269. sorry about that&lt;br /&gt;270. I would really like to go work on the cruise ships, just to see what it’s like&lt;br /&gt;271. but I don’t&lt;br /&gt;272. because I’d rather be with Scotty&lt;br /&gt;273. I tend to get really caught up in my environment&lt;br /&gt;274. I guess that makes me a follower&lt;br /&gt;275. fortunately that doesn’t always happen&lt;br /&gt;276. and I always try to be me, wherever I am&lt;br /&gt;277. I usually admit when I’m wrong&lt;br /&gt;278. and I’m proud of myself for that&lt;br /&gt;279. now that I’m a grown up, I like doing things I wasn’t allowed to do when I was a kid&lt;br /&gt;280. like blow bubbles in my milk&lt;br /&gt;281. or jump on my bed&lt;br /&gt;282. I put mayo on my French toast&lt;br /&gt;283. that tends to gross people out&lt;br /&gt;284. I don’t like being left out of the loop&lt;br /&gt;285. I love inside jokes&lt;br /&gt;286. Like… “Size 5!”&lt;br /&gt;287. And “…HERE COMES THE GRAVY PIPE!”&lt;br /&gt;288. And “Wait a minute…”&lt;br /&gt;289. And “Fuck you, Clown!”&lt;br /&gt;290. And “I’m sticky…”&lt;br /&gt;291. I’m pretty good at coming up with realistic alibi’s&lt;br /&gt;292. but they very rarely get used&lt;br /&gt;293. When I was little, I wished I was a mermaid&lt;br /&gt;294. I find water fascinating&lt;br /&gt;295. maybe it’s because Scorpio is a water sign&lt;br /&gt;296. yes, I’m a Scorpio&lt;br /&gt;297. I like most vegetables&lt;br /&gt;298. don’t tell my mom&lt;br /&gt;299. I still don’t like peas&lt;br /&gt;300. or cauliflower&lt;br /&gt;301. I prefer just chocolate over chocolate with nuts or crisps or anything else that comes in a chocolate bar&lt;br /&gt;302. I like hollow chocolate better than solid chocolate&lt;br /&gt;303. I like calling people by their nicknames&lt;br /&gt;304. someday I want to run a theatre&lt;br /&gt;305. I hate it when people crank the radio, then immediately turn to you and start shouting a conversation&lt;br /&gt;306. AUGH! Just turn the music down!! Don’t yell at me!&lt;br /&gt;307. I’d rather have just a few genuine friends than a whole bunch of superficial ones&lt;br /&gt;308. luckily, I have lots of genuine friends&lt;br /&gt;309. I usually need more hours in the day&lt;br /&gt;310. or maybe that’s just a sign that I’m too busy&lt;br /&gt;311. I’m not afraid of heights&lt;br /&gt;312. in fact, I quite enjoy them&lt;br /&gt;313. I think handwriting is more fun than typing&lt;br /&gt;314. I can’t sleep if I’m hungry&lt;br /&gt;315. some people deal with emotional trauma by not eating, I deal by not sleeping&lt;br /&gt;316. I was so stressed once that I had to work extra hard at the gym, because the only way I could sleep was to work myself to exhaustion.&lt;br /&gt;317. it has to be really traumatic for me to lose my appetite&lt;br /&gt;318. you know there’s something wrong if I’m being really quiet and shy&lt;br /&gt;319. or if I recoil when someone touches me&lt;br /&gt;320. because, usually, I’m a very outgoing and physical person&lt;br /&gt;321. I also tend to fidget a lot&lt;br /&gt;322. I can’t work with someone looking over my shoulder&lt;br /&gt;323. I hold the theory that people are as attractive as their personalities&lt;br /&gt;324. In general… I hate people&lt;br /&gt;325. I think that’s why I like Spider Jerusalem so much.&lt;br /&gt;326. I blame Devin for that, too.&lt;br /&gt;327. Thanks again, Dev!&lt;br /&gt;328. There are lots of days that I regret moving to the north side of the city.&lt;br /&gt;329. I find other religions fascinating, and I always want to know more about them.&lt;br /&gt;330. I really enjoyed having my cards read.&lt;br /&gt;331. But I’ll only have it done by someone I know and trust.&lt;br /&gt;332. I really enjoy the smell of cigars&lt;br /&gt;333. But I only smoke cigars once or twice a year&lt;br /&gt;334. Unless it’s a special occasion.&lt;br /&gt;335. I remember very clearly the very first time I saw Dev&lt;br /&gt;336. I don’t remember meeting Scotty&lt;br /&gt;337. I’m not allowed to tell the clown joke&lt;br /&gt;338. If you’ve heard it, you know why&lt;br /&gt;339. I still don’t believe in Michael Dorrie&lt;br /&gt;340. I know where I want to get a tattoo&lt;br /&gt;341. but I don’t know what to get&lt;br /&gt;342. I’m really good at Tetris&lt;br /&gt;343. I mumble incoherently in my sleep&lt;br /&gt;344. sometimes it turns into talking&lt;br /&gt;345. but it still won’t make sense&lt;br /&gt;346. I’m guilty of drunken dialing&lt;br /&gt;347. I really like stand-up&lt;br /&gt;348. And improv! Weee!&lt;br /&gt;349. I have an illegal picture of Lincoln Centre in New York&lt;br /&gt;350. I’ve been inside the SNL studio&lt;br /&gt;351. That was a really big deal to me back then&lt;br /&gt;352. I don’t wear make-up very often&lt;br /&gt;353. usually just on special occasions&lt;br /&gt;354. I’m not really a big fan of potato chips&lt;br /&gt;355. I’d rather have taco chips (mmmm… Tostitos)&lt;br /&gt;356. According to Scott, I snore&lt;br /&gt;357. I really hope my snoring doesn’t get as bad as my dad’s&lt;br /&gt;358. I usually try to look at things from other people’s perspective as well as my own&lt;br /&gt;359. I think it promotes understanding and empathy&lt;br /&gt;360. I can’t believe I still have to come up with 140 more things&lt;br /&gt;361. I’ve decided to stop pretending to like Eminem&lt;br /&gt;362. I can’t stand the majority of his music&lt;br /&gt;363. I really hate the smell of dog food&lt;br /&gt;364. I don’t like being around my best friend when he’s been drinking&lt;br /&gt;365. I’m starting to think that I’ve outgrown the bar scene&lt;br /&gt;366. I hardly go anymore&lt;br /&gt;367. I really like Buster. (Adam’s dog)&lt;br /&gt;368. But I don’t like living with him&lt;br /&gt;369. At least not now, while he’s still a puppy&lt;br /&gt;370. I hate doctors&lt;br /&gt;371. because I have yet to find one in this city that isn’t a jerk&lt;br /&gt;372. I sometimes wonder if I would make a decent director&lt;br /&gt;373. I know I’m a lousy actor&lt;br /&gt;374. I hope I’m a decent stage manager&lt;br /&gt;375. I’ve kept old e-mails that have made me laugh&lt;br /&gt;376. I’ll read chain e-mails, but I don’t forward them.&lt;br /&gt;377. Unless they are extremely good (and my standards are pretty high)&lt;br /&gt;378. Not even the sob-story, touching ones that tell you “you have no heart” if you don’t forward this.&lt;br /&gt;379. Because I don’t think guilt is a good reason to send on an e-mail&lt;br /&gt;380. So if you ever get a forward from me, rest assured it’s either astoundingly amazing or laugh-until-you cry funny.&lt;br /&gt;381. I really enjoy occasionally being able to spoil people&lt;br /&gt;382. I don’t like being the bearer of bad news.&lt;br /&gt;383. So I tend to sugar coat things&lt;br /&gt;384. I’m a big fan of oldies music&lt;br /&gt;385. I was really ticked at George Lucas for ruining Episodes 4, 5, &amp;amp; 6 and re-releasing them, again.&lt;br /&gt;386. And don’t even get me starting on digital Yoda.&lt;br /&gt;387. I spent an entire lunch break at school ranting and raving about how much I hated digital Yoda.&lt;br /&gt;388. If I were on “Beat the Geeks,” I would want to be the Monty Python Geek.&lt;br /&gt;389. I almost died when I saw the entire Flying Circus series in a DVD box-set.&lt;br /&gt;390. We wants it!&lt;br /&gt;391. I spent a very long drafting class listing to “All I Want is You” by U2 over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;392. Because it reminded me of someone I had a HUGE crush on.&lt;br /&gt;393. For the longest time, that song still reminded me of him.&lt;br /&gt;394. Not so much anymore.&lt;br /&gt;395. I can’t hear “Clocks” by Coldplay without thinking of Scotty and getting a little mushy.&lt;br /&gt;396. I tried role-playing when I was a kid, with my cousins.&lt;br /&gt;397. I never really got into it.&lt;br /&gt;398. But I loved reading the books and knowing the stories.&lt;br /&gt;399. I really want Scott to finish that big L5R campaign he started&lt;br /&gt;400. Because I know how it ends and they stopped right before the really good part!&lt;br /&gt;401. I think commercial Christmas has ruined Halloween.&lt;br /&gt;402. And I love Halloween!&lt;br /&gt;403. I think corporations and greedy business have ruined a sacred and wonderful holiday.&lt;br /&gt;404. I refuse to acknowledge Christmas until December.&lt;br /&gt;405. Only once have I managed to find the perfect gift for everyone at Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;406. My mom and I have a Sailor Moon rivalry/inside joke.&lt;br /&gt;407. We buy each other really tacky Sailor Moon stuff.&lt;br /&gt;408. I totally won last year.&lt;br /&gt;409. I bought her a Sailor Moon piggy bank…&lt;br /&gt;410. To get her back for the year she bought me the board game…&lt;br /&gt;411. Which is the stupidest board game ever!&lt;br /&gt;412. One of the best concerts I was ever at was Captain Tractor when they played at Red’s on St. Patrick’s Day several years ago.&lt;br /&gt;413. I drive a lot, and I’m really tired of it.&lt;br /&gt;414. The reason I don’t drink pop is because I don’t like the carbonation&lt;br /&gt;415. “Alone in the Universe” from Seussical makes me cry&lt;br /&gt;416. I really miss talking to Mel all the time&lt;br /&gt;417. I think she should move to California, because it would make her happy.&lt;br /&gt;418. I really wish I owned my own home.&lt;br /&gt;419. I have a great big collection of fairy tales.&lt;br /&gt;420. I’ve been collecting them since I was a little kid.&lt;br /&gt;421. I used to read my huge book of fairy tales for hours while eating Goldfish crackers&lt;br /&gt;422. Mmmmm… Goldfish crackers (addicting little buggers)&lt;br /&gt;423. I have a decent collection of funny boob shirts.&lt;br /&gt;424. They are surprisingly popular at the bar.&lt;br /&gt;425. I don’t like straight bars.&lt;br /&gt;426. The Powerplant is one of the very few exceptions to that rule.&lt;br /&gt;427. I came incredibly close one day to shaving my head, just on a whim.&lt;br /&gt;428. It would have been for cancer&lt;br /&gt;429. I recently discovered I have a fondness for mushrooms&lt;br /&gt;430. the veggie, not the drug&lt;br /&gt;431. I miss being able to walk to downtown&lt;br /&gt;432. I don’t miss the crazy people that wandered down the street by my old apartment&lt;br /&gt;433. And I miss that apartment, a lot&lt;br /&gt;434. I once found a beautiful silver dress that fit me perfectly and made me feel like a princess.&lt;br /&gt;435. I kick myself all the time for not buying it.&lt;br /&gt;436. I used to have a Siamese Fighting Fish&lt;br /&gt;437. His name was Barry.&lt;br /&gt;438. He had a trick; he would come up and nibble on the toothpick I put in the water.&lt;br /&gt;439. He was a great fish&lt;br /&gt;440. I was really sad when he died&lt;br /&gt;441. I really wish I was closer to my brother&lt;br /&gt;442. I really want to finish this so I can put it on my blog.&lt;br /&gt;443. And finally cross something else off my list!&lt;br /&gt;444. I started watching SNL because I wanted to see Wayne’s World sketches&lt;br /&gt;445. I stopped watching SNL because it stopped being funny.&lt;br /&gt;446. I thought about posting this in smaller chunks, but I was worried about repeating myself&lt;br /&gt;447. Sorry&lt;br /&gt;448. I entered a draw at K-Days…&lt;br /&gt;449. And I won!&lt;br /&gt;450. A promo vacation to Florida!&lt;br /&gt;451. Woot!&lt;br /&gt;452. For some reason, I was really addicted to the SB e-mail “Long Pants”&lt;br /&gt;453. I watched it everyday for about a week&lt;br /&gt;454. I never had the geeky experience of Band Camp&lt;br /&gt;455. I went to Bible Camp instead&lt;br /&gt;456. No, I don’t have booze/drug/sex at camp stories&lt;br /&gt;457. I bought my co-worker some Crayola Window Writers for her birthday.&lt;br /&gt;458. Now I get to draw on her office window on a regular basis.&lt;br /&gt;459. It’s a great way to not work for an extra 20 minutes every now and then!&lt;br /&gt;460. I’m definitely not a morning person&lt;br /&gt;461. And coffee doesn’t help (can’t have liquid caffeine, remember?)&lt;br /&gt;462. I like my hot chocolate nice and thick&lt;br /&gt;463. but not so hot that it burns my tongue&lt;br /&gt;464. I’ve eaten alligator, eel, ostrich, and frog.&lt;br /&gt;465. Frog tastes like chicken&lt;br /&gt;466. Alligator tastes like chicken that’s been hanging out with seafood.&lt;br /&gt;467. My car will be paid off by the end of the year.&lt;br /&gt;468. I can’t wait&lt;br /&gt;469. Maybe then I can afford to fix her!&lt;br /&gt;470. I’m fairly confident that when I finish this list, I’ll come up with a few more things to put on it.&lt;br /&gt;471. I have a complete set of Hitchhiker’s Yarn Dolls.&lt;br /&gt;472. I was so proud of them that I showed them off to everyone at COSY.&lt;br /&gt;473. Thanks Scotty!&lt;br /&gt;474. Also, thanks to Scotty, I have found my inner-geek&lt;br /&gt;475. And my inner-geek likes Zelda&lt;br /&gt;476. My favorite time to read is right before I go to bed&lt;br /&gt;477. Cuz I can get all comfy in my bed with my PJ’s and my book&lt;br /&gt;478. Except that I usually fall asleep into my book.&lt;br /&gt;479. Unless it’s Potter (Curse you Rowling!)&lt;br /&gt;480. I think it’s better to take naps on the couch, not in my bed&lt;br /&gt;481. I can’t watch Cabaret (the movie) without a glass of Bailey’s&lt;br /&gt;482. The smell of coffee grounds reminds me of Christmas&lt;br /&gt;483. Because that was our job Christmas morning; make the coffee for when Mom and Dad got up.&lt;br /&gt;484. I’m trying to introduce everyone I know to the great joy that is VeggieTales.&lt;br /&gt;485. I want to try and build a complete set!&lt;br /&gt;486. I’m Andraya’s Aunt in charge of Funk and VeggieTales&lt;br /&gt;487. I’ve never been part of a wedding party&lt;br /&gt;488. I spent most of a school year having a life-threatening crush on someone.&lt;br /&gt;489. Then my best friend went out with him&lt;br /&gt;490. it took me a really long time to get over that&lt;br /&gt;491. not because of him, but because I felt like my very best friend had betrayed me&lt;br /&gt;492. I don’t want to get married right now, but I seem to have a lot of wedding ideas&lt;br /&gt;493. I hate it when the radio ruins a good song by playing it a bazillion times a day&lt;br /&gt;494. Autumn is by far my favorite season, because I love color!&lt;br /&gt;495. If you trace it around enough, I’m related to a girl named January (we met at a family reunion)&lt;br /&gt;496. I have a cute little plush husky, named Whisper, that lives in my room and protects me from bad dreams&lt;br /&gt;497. I like to collect unusual Marvin the Martian paraphernalia.&lt;br /&gt;498. Like my Marvin snow globe and model roadster.&lt;br /&gt;499. I can’t believe I came up with 500 things!&lt;br /&gt;500. I can’t believe you read the whole thing!!&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/12322346-112607749408554209?l=nezbitt101in1001.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nezbitt101in1001.blogspot.com/feeds/112607749408554209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12322346&amp;postID=112607749408554209' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12322346/posts/default/112607749408554209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12322346/posts/default/112607749408554209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nezbitt101in1001.blogspot.com/2005/09/87-500-things.html' title='#87 - 500 Things'/><author><name>Nezbitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01150375124998924551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img483.imageshack.us/img483/163/tek061023552646lo2.png'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12322346.post-112528905082603938</id><published>2005-08-28T21:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T21:17:30.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#23 - the Rez Sisters</title><content type='html'>I'm working on it, we go up in October. Reading it a hundred times in rehearsals counts!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12322346-112528905082603938?l=nezbitt101in1001.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nezbitt101in1001.blogspot.com/feeds/112528905082603938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12322346&amp;postID=112528905082603938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12322346/posts/default/112528905082603938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12322346/posts/default/112528905082603938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nezbitt101in1001.blogspot.com/2005/08/23-rez-sisters.html' title='#23 - the Rez Sisters'/><author><name>Nezbitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01150375124998924551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img483.imageshack.us/img483/163/tek061023552646lo2.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12322346.post-112473875771130085</id><published>2005-08-22T12:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T20:39:17.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#27 - Mmmmm... BP's</title><content type='html'>Alright, I've finally decided to post this and keep track. According to the &lt;a href="http://www.bostonpizza.com"&gt;BP website&lt;/a&gt; there are 20 restaurants in Edmonton:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;180 Mayfield Common&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;10854 82nd Avenue (Whyte Ave)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5515 101 Avenue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;10543 124th Street&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3303 118th Avenue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12711 97 Street&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;10115 Princess Elizabeth Avenue&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9804 22nd Avenue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5515 137th Avenue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;17002 90th Avenue&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;12104 137th Ave&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;11320 Groat Road (Westmount)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;11023 23rd Avenue&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;5228 23rd Avenue&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;10620 Jasper Avenue (Downtown)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Namao Centre, 16521 97 Street NW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;378 Bulyea Rd&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;1678-8882 170th Street&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;7641 Argyll Road&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4804 Calgary Trail NW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12322346-112473875771130085?l=nezbitt101in1001.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nezbitt101in1001.blogspot.com/feeds/112473875771130085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12322346&amp;postID=112473875771130085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12322346/posts/default/112473875771130085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12322346/posts/default/112473875771130085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nezbitt101in1001.blogspot.com/2005/08/27-mmmmm-bps.html' title='#27 - Mmmmm... BP&apos;s'/><author><name>Nezbitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01150375124998924551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img483.imageshack.us/img483/163/tek061023552646lo2.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12322346.post-112447326353403111</id><published>2005-08-19T10:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T09:53:48.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#100 - The NitaMixes!</title><content type='html'>Yay for mix CD's!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NitaMix 2 was just chock full of music I really love and wanted to share with ScottyBomb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NitaMix 3 is a bit of a different story...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was driving to work the other day (in the rain...) and a song came on the radio that I hadn't heard in a while, &lt;i&gt;Thing For You&lt;/i&gt; by Jann Arden. It's a great song. It just sort of occured to me that this was a love song that wasn't gooey or cheesy or sappy. I thought a CD of love songs that weren't gooey or cheesy or sappy would be a great idea! It took me two days to compile songs (I did some surfing and surveying of people I knew) and an entire night of finding songs and trying to get them in some sort of flowing order (Thanks, Herb, for all the help!); but, at last, &lt;em&gt;NitaMix - Three Little Words &lt;/em&gt;is complete!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so is #100 on my list.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12322346-112447326353403111?l=nezbitt101in1001.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nezbitt101in1001.blogspot.com/feeds/112447326353403111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12322346&amp;postID=112447326353403111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12322346/posts/default/112447326353403111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12322346/posts/default/112447326353403111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nezbitt101in1001.blogspot.com/2005/08/100-nitamixes.html' title='#100 - The NitaMixes!'/><author><name>Nezbitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01150375124998924551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img483.imageshack.us/img483/163/tek061023552646lo2.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12322346.post-112044739119509216</id><published>2005-07-03T20:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-03T20:23:11.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#52 - Buddha Buddha</title><content type='html'>I got one!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;This is one of the coolest things I've ever played with! I don't even know how it works, all I know is it's cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's called a &lt;a href="http://www.buddhaboard.com/bbmain__content.html#home"&gt;Buddha Board&lt;/a&gt;. You paint it with water, and the surface gets dark (like paint) and when it dries, it disappears!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, how I love creative toys!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12322346-112044739119509216?l=nezbitt101in1001.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nezbitt101in1001.blogspot.com/feeds/112044739119509216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12322346&amp;postID=112044739119509216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12322346/posts/default/112044739119509216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12322346/posts/default/112044739119509216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nezbitt101in1001.blogspot.com/2005/07/52-buddha-buddha.html' title='#52 - Buddha Buddha'/><author><name>Nezbitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01150375124998924551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img483.imageshack.us/img483/163/tek061023552646lo2.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12322346.post-111893941190266903</id><published>2005-06-16T09:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T09:30:11.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#23 - This week: Doctor Faustus</title><content type='html'>Wow. Dark.&lt;br /&gt;Good, but dark. With some comedy.&lt;br /&gt;I've seen it on stage before, but reading it is different.&lt;br /&gt;I liked it, but I've always liked Marlowe. My only problem is that it didn't seem to go anywhere. Faustus makes his deal with the devil, plays around with his power, dies. The struggle between good and evil just didn't read very strong. Of course, it's a whole new legion of demons when it's on stage.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12322346-111893941190266903?l=nezbitt101in1001.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nezbitt101in1001.blogspot.com/feeds/111893941190266903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12322346&amp;postID=111893941190266903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12322346/posts/default/111893941190266903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12322346/posts/default/111893941190266903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nezbitt101in1001.blogspot.com/2005/06/23-this-week-doctor-faustus.html' title='#23 - This week: Doctor Faustus'/><author><name>Nezbitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01150375124998924551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img483.imageshack.us/img483/163/tek061023552646lo2.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12322346.post-111893876944626125</id><published>2005-06-16T09:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T09:19:29.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#25 - Saving $$</title><content type='html'>So I finally set up the auto withdrawl and transferred the backdated funds. We're good to go! Expensive trips, here I come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*shaking head*&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to be so broke...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12322346-111893876944626125?l=nezbitt101in1001.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nezbitt101in1001.blogspot.com/feeds/111893876944626125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12322346&amp;postID=111893876944626125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12322346/posts/default/111893876944626125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12322346/posts/default/111893876944626125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nezbitt101in1001.blogspot.com/2005/06/25-saving.html' title='#25 - Saving $$'/><author><name>Nezbitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01150375124998924551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img483.imageshack.us/img483/163/tek061023552646lo2.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12322346.post-111880283660262274</id><published>2005-06-14T19:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T19:33:56.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#23 Last week</title><content type='html'>Alright, I know I'm a little behind, but I've been in production!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am counting "Ina gardon of hedons, baby" as a play I have read. Because in order to work on a script, one must read that script. And I read it &lt;em&gt;multiple&lt;/em&gt; times last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really liked it, and I really liked working on it. I think my favorite was This is Sanctuary.  For some reason, I really liked the writing. The main character, Ash, was so odd and yet so real and deep and smart. Most people would be put off by the subject matter (incest) and I would too, normally. It was presented in such a way that it wasn't creepy. From his point of view, he was just coming of age and discovering life and love. It's just that he was in love with his sister. It wasn't creepy, evil, abusive sex; it was just some really misguided affection. I'm not condoning incest, by any stretch, I'm just saying this is the first time it hasn't creeped me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Altar boys was another piece of this show that I really enjoyed. A little more off the wall, but an interesting story as a whole and some very funny characters. My favorite part was holding the world still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what's a good flashback without a bad kung-fu movie scene? (complete with bad dubbing I might add!) So funny and so out of the blue!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Princess Leia's Buns and the Skyrockers. Their music sounds nothing like the name leads you to think. It was deep and moving and beautiful. I could have listened to them play all night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Wild Rose girls were a handful of goodness. Burlesque is not dead, and I'm glad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a riot to work on, we pulled the whole thing right out of our asses and it turned out great!&lt;br /&gt;Too bad it was a one shot, I'd have liked to have done it again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12322346-111880283660262274?l=nezbitt101in1001.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nezbitt101in1001.blogspot.com/feeds/111880283660262274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12322346&amp;postID=111880283660262274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12322346/posts/default/111880283660262274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12322346/posts/default/111880283660262274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nezbitt101in1001.blogspot.com/2005/06/23-last-week.html' title='#23 Last week'/><author><name>Nezbitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01150375124998924551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img483.imageshack.us/img483/163/tek061023552646lo2.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12322346.post-111845135647728532</id><published>2005-06-10T17:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-10T17:55:56.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#82 - List Complete!!</title><content type='html'>I did it! I finished!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel free to check out the complete list on my sidebar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 more down... lots to go...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12322346-111845135647728532?l=nezbitt101in1001.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nezbitt101in1001.blogspot.com/feeds/111845135647728532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12322346&amp;postID=111845135647728532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12322346/posts/default/111845135647728532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12322346/posts/default/111845135647728532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nezbitt101in1001.blogspot.com/2005/06/82-list-complete.html' title='#82 - List Complete!!'/><author><name>Nezbitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01150375124998924551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img483.imageshack.us/img483/163/tek061023552646lo2.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12322346.post-111669609573821285</id><published>2005-05-21T10:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-21T10:22:28.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#22 - The Safri Duo</title><content type='html'>Wow. I found out there are quite a few CD's out by the Safri Duo. But I don't think all of them are available in Canada. They &lt;em&gt;are&lt;/em&gt; a Danish group...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I bought two of their CD's last night. &lt;em&gt;Episode II&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;Safri Duo&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;3.0. &lt;/em&gt;They are Fantastic!!! I love this music!! I will call my collection complete when I have &lt;em&gt;Safri Duo 3.5. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check them out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.safriduo.com"&gt;http://www.safriduo.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nez =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12322346-111669609573821285?l=nezbitt101in1001.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nezbitt101in1001.blogspot.com/feeds/111669609573821285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12322346&amp;postID=111669609573821285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12322346/posts/default/111669609573821285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12322346/posts/default/111669609573821285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nezbitt101in1001.blogspot.com/2005/05/22-safri-duo.html' title='#22 - The Safri Duo'/><author><name>Nezbitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01150375124998924551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img483.imageshack.us/img483/163/tek061023552646lo2.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12322346.post-111662396351715261</id><published>2005-05-20T14:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T09:21:22.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#23 - This Week: Waiting for Godot</title><content type='html'>I figured I'd start with a classic and get obscure later.&lt;br /&gt;I liked it a lot. I'm not usually one for absurdist theatre, but this one is really good. It took me longer to read it than I thought (mostly because I read in bed at night and end up falling asleep).&lt;br /&gt;What a great show! Someone needs to put this up around here so I can work on it! If I would have known this show in high school, I would have done Lucky's monologue in my drama class! I found it hard to follow at first, but then I started to read it out loud... What a fantastic ramble! It's a beautiful collection of words that make little to no sense. I loved it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12322346-111662396351715261?l=nezbitt101in1001.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nezbitt101in1001.blogspot.com/feeds/111662396351715261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12322346&amp;postID=111662396351715261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12322346/posts/default/111662396351715261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12322346/posts/default/111662396351715261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nezbitt101in1001.blogspot.com/2005/05/23-this-week-waiting-for-godot.html' title='#23 - This Week: Waiting for Godot'/><author><name>Nezbitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01150375124998924551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img483.imageshack.us/img483/163/tek061023552646lo2.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12322346.post-111634815256621946</id><published>2005-05-17T09:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T09:42:32.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#82 - Finish list...</title><content type='html'>83. Join a gym&lt;br /&gt;84. Go for a ride on Jeff's motorcycle&lt;br /&gt;85. Because life does not have a quote wall, I'm going to keep a Quote Book&lt;br /&gt;86. Treat myself to a ridiculously expensive cigar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still working on it =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12322346-111634815256621946?l=nezbitt101in1001.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nezbitt101in1001.blogspot.com/feeds/111634815256621946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12322346&amp;postID=111634815256621946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12322346/posts/default/111634815256621946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12322346/posts/default/111634815256621946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nezbitt101in1001.blogspot.com/2005/05/82-finish-list.html' title='#82 - Finish list...'/><author><name>Nezbitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01150375124998924551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img483.imageshack.us/img483/163/tek061023552646lo2.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12322346.post-111634798588873407</id><published>2005-05-17T09:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T09:39:45.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#81 - Find Garrick</title><content type='html'>Backstory: Garrick is a friend I had in highschool. We went to summer camp together and got to be really good friends for a few years (nothing romantic).  Over the years we've simply lost touch, and I haven't even thought about him until I started making this list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This actually happened Tuesday (Day 1!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam and I were having drinks at the Act. As usual I was meeting people I'd never laid eyes on before. And I met Garrick's brother! [&lt;em&gt;insert my shocked face here&lt;/em&gt;] So we did a little bit of childhood-memory sharing; apparently Garrick is married and has a kid now. Good for him!&lt;br /&gt;His brother said he'd pass on my number. I really hope he calls. I would love to talk to him again and just see what happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm off to a great start!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12322346-111634798588873407?l=nezbitt101in1001.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nezbitt101in1001.blogspot.com/feeds/111634798588873407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12322346&amp;postID=111634798588873407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12322346/posts/default/111634798588873407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12322346/posts/default/111634798588873407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nezbitt101in1001.blogspot.com/2005/05/81-find-garrick.html' title='#81 - Find Garrick'/><author><name>Nezbitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01150375124998924551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img483.imageshack.us/img483/163/tek061023552646lo2.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12322346.post-111583814419503062</id><published>2005-05-11T11:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-11T12:02:24.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'>At Least I Started On Time!</title><content type='html'>O.k. So I did go with yesterday as a start date, but I was unable to post anything last night. So I'm posting today!! My Official End Date is still Feb 5, 2008. Egads! I'll be 28 years old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, no... I haven't finished the list yet. I attribute it to wanting to be sure I have items of quality on this list. So I shall have a list-in-progress!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here it is!! &lt;em&gt;(Drumroll)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;101 Things To Do In 1001 Days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Learn enough Italian to have a loose grip on the language&lt;br /&gt;2. Take fencing for 1 season (or however fencing is measured)&lt;br /&gt;3. Have blue or green hair&lt;br /&gt;4. Have the other color&lt;br /&gt;5. Own a copy of the Kama Sutra (the original, not the modern)&lt;br /&gt;6. Learn to tango&lt;br /&gt;7. Dance at the tango salon after having dinner at La Boheme&lt;br /&gt;8. Lose enough weight to have a flat tummy&lt;br /&gt;9. Then pierce my belly button&lt;br /&gt;10. Then lose another 5-10 pounds&lt;br /&gt;11. Watch all 3 Godfather movies&lt;br /&gt;12. Go back to New York. See the Met, Rent &amp; Blue Man Group. Eat at the Jekyll &amp;amp; Hyde restaurant (if it's still there)&lt;br /&gt;13. Have a glam photo shoot done by Nikki&lt;br /&gt;14. Own the red dragon painting&lt;br /&gt;15. Lunch at Peter’s, drinks at Deluxe&lt;br /&gt;16. Buy a -40 sleeping bag, camp with it.&lt;br /&gt;17. Go back to school to start my BFA: SM.&lt;br /&gt;18. Go to a U2 concert&lt;br /&gt;19. See Blue Man Group live (not New York)&lt;br /&gt;20. Own an sm-ing laptop. Do not name it Maurice&lt;br /&gt;21. Visit Leduc once a month for a year&lt;br /&gt;22. Find out how many CD's are out by the Safrie Duo. Own them.&lt;br /&gt;23. Listen to John Madill, "one play per week for you"&lt;br /&gt;24. Hang out with Jeff as close to once a month as possible (family functions do not count!)&lt;br /&gt;25. Save the equivalent of $5 per day, minimum. Once saved, this money is not to be touched until 1001 days is up&lt;br /&gt;26. Support 10 non-mainstream artists I like by buying their CD instead of downloading songs&lt;br /&gt;27. Eat at every Boston Pizza in Edmonton&lt;br /&gt;28. Own and beat every Zelda&lt;br /&gt;29. Practice calligraphy once a week&lt;br /&gt;30. Host a jellybean cocktail party&lt;br /&gt;31. Give up chocolate for 1 month&lt;br /&gt;32. To celebrate, buy a big box of Guylian seashells and eat the whole thing in one sitting&lt;br /&gt;33. Write in my journal everyday for 2 weeks&lt;br /&gt;34. Learn all the words to Modern Major General&lt;br /&gt;35. Go on a photo tour of Edmonton with Oreo. Invite Scotty.&lt;br /&gt;36. Build a complete Margaret Cho collection&lt;br /&gt;37. Go all out on a romantic evening alone&lt;br /&gt;38. One-up myself with another romantic evening, this time with Scotty.&lt;br /&gt;39. Go for a formal dinner with Shane &amp; Jeanette… at a fast food restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;40. Leave the continent&lt;br /&gt;41. Eat at 25 mom &amp;amp; pop style restaurants&lt;br /&gt;42. Take my cape apart, fix it, put it back together, finish it.&lt;br /&gt;43. Talk to Cookie (even if it’s only once), find out what the hell happened&lt;br /&gt;44. Help everyone I know (that has one) cross something off their 101 list&lt;br /&gt;45. Double skunk someone at crib&lt;br /&gt;46. Buy a complete Daniel McIvor set. Give it to Adam&lt;br /&gt;47. Post this list on my blog&lt;br /&gt;48. Blog bi-weekly (minimum)&lt;br /&gt;49. Walk across the high level bridge while the waterfall is on&lt;br /&gt;50. Make a list of things grownups tell kids not to do. Try to do them all.&lt;br /&gt;51. Use the chocolate factory at least twice&lt;br /&gt;52. Own a Buddha board&lt;br /&gt;53. Come to work a ½ hour early &amp;amp; stay a ½ hour late for 1 week&lt;br /&gt;54. Find Danae (my reflexologist). If she is practicing, become a client&lt;br /&gt;55. Play in a fountain fully clothed&lt;br /&gt;56. Blow bubbles from very high up, just to see how far they go&lt;br /&gt;57. Finger paint with children&lt;br /&gt;58. Try to play a round of golf and stay under par. Have a spectacular failure&lt;br /&gt;59. Eat 1 piece of shrimp. Try not to get sick&lt;br /&gt;60. Finish list of Ultimate songs&lt;br /&gt;61. Make Ultimate CD of Ultimate songs&lt;br /&gt;62. Make love outside at night&lt;br /&gt;63. Make love outside during the day&lt;br /&gt;64. Read complete works of Shakespeare&lt;br /&gt;65. Build another themed snow fort&lt;br /&gt;66. Watch Clockwork Orange&lt;br /&gt;67. Leave a 50% tip for excellent service&lt;br /&gt;68. Learn contact juggling&lt;br /&gt;69. Finish reading the Mabinion&lt;br /&gt;70. Read the Arthurian Romances&lt;br /&gt;71. Get an Indigo card&lt;br /&gt;72. Build my Dave Barry collection to at least 10.&lt;br /&gt;73. Go somewhere by train (the LRT so does not count)&lt;br /&gt;74. Unpack all of my moving boxes&lt;br /&gt;75. Finish the Room of Funk&lt;br /&gt;76. Finish the Underwater Bedroom&lt;br /&gt;77. Take Byron to the bar&lt;br /&gt;78. Have sex in my car&lt;br /&gt;79. Go for a massage every month. Charge it to the company. Yay benefits!&lt;br /&gt;80. Paint my dresser to match my room&lt;br /&gt;81. Find Garrick&lt;br /&gt;82. Finish list of 101 things to do in 1001 days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12322346-111583814419503062?l=nezbitt101in1001.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nezbitt101in1001.blogspot.com/feeds/111583814419503062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12322346&amp;postID=111583814419503062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12322346/posts/default/111583814419503062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12322346/posts/default/111583814419503062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nezbitt101in1001.blogspot.com/2005/05/at-least-i-started-on-time.html' title='At Least I Started On Time!'/><author><name>Nezbitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01150375124998924551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img483.imageshack.us/img483/163/tek061023552646lo2.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12322346.post-111524338295674610</id><published>2005-05-04T14:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-03T14:19:29.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Ready to Jump!</title><content type='html'>O.k. so I haven't posted it yet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or finished it yet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been busy. Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I have set a start date! Tuesday, May 10th!!&lt;br /&gt;(Of course, if theatre has taught me anything, it's that nothing is ever set in stone, especially schedules)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That means I have until February 5, 2008. Which means I'll be doing about 40-odd things February 1-4, 2008. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'll finish up the list this weekend, and be on my way to doing that stuff that I've always wanted to do! Woot!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12322346-111524338295674610?l=nezbitt101in1001.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nezbitt101in1001.blogspot.com/feeds/111524338295674610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12322346&amp;postID=111524338295674610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12322346/posts/default/111524338295674610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12322346/posts/default/111524338295674610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nezbitt101in1001.blogspot.com/2005/05/getting-ready-to-jump.html' title='Getting Ready to Jump!'/><author><name>Nezbitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01150375124998924551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img483.imageshack.us/img483/163/tek061023552646lo2.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12322346.post-111404683115175260</id><published>2005-04-20T18:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T18:27:11.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Bandwagon!</title><content type='html'>I'm not normally one for bandwagons, but I am one for lists!!&lt;br /&gt;So when Scottybomb told me about this new one, I was all for it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;101 Things To Do In 1001 Days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So simple!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compile a list of 101 things you would like to do (anything at all), then give yourself 1001 days to do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as I'm done the list to my satisfaction, I'll post it and get this wagon rollin'!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woot!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12322346-111404683115175260?l=nezbitt101in1001.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nezbitt101in1001.blogspot.com/feeds/111404683115175260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12322346&amp;postID=111404683115175260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12322346/posts/default/111404683115175260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12322346/posts/default/111404683115175260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nezbitt101in1001.blogspot.com/2005/04/new-bandwagon.html' title='A New Bandwagon!'/><author><name>Nezbitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01150375124998924551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img483.imageshack.us/img483/163/tek061023552646lo2.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
