<?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-28549611</id><updated>2012-01-17T11:38:46.599-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Questions, Quotes, and random bits.</title><subtitle type='html'>Retorical questions; Quotes I found to be of note; and anything else I prefer to put here as aposed to there.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qsqtsnrdmbts.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28549611/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qsqtsnrdmbts.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Fred</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28549611.post-115419413945816949</id><published>2006-07-29T10:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T10:28:59.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Coffee</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A group of alumni, highly established in their&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;careers, got together to visit their old  university professor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conversation soon turned into complaints about  stress in work and life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Offering his guests coffee, the professor went  to the kitchen and returned with a large pot of coffee and an assortment of  cups, porcelain, plastic, glass,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;crystal, some plain looking, some expensive, some exquisite.  Telling them to help themselves to the coffee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the students had a cup  of coffee in hand, the professor said: "If you noticed, all the nice  looking expensive cups were taken up, leaving behind the plain and cheap ones.  While it is normal for you to want only the best for yourselves, that is the  source of your problems and stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be assured that the cup itself, adds  no quality to the coffee in most cases just more expensive and in some&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;cases even hides what we drink. What all of  you really wanted was coffee, not the cup, but you consciously went for the best  cups, and then began eyeing each other's cups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now consider this: Life is  the coffee, and the jobs, money and position in society are the cups. They are  just tools to hold and contain Life, and the type of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;cup we have does not define, nor change the quality of Life we  live. Sometimes, by concentrating only on the&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;cup, we fail to enjoy the coffee."  It is the coffee that makes us who we are, not the cups : enjoy your  coffee&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28549611-115419413945816949?l=qsqtsnrdmbts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qsqtsnrdmbts.blogspot.com/feeds/115419413945816949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28549611&amp;postID=115419413945816949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28549611/posts/default/115419413945816949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28549611/posts/default/115419413945816949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qsqtsnrdmbts.blogspot.com/2006/07/coffee.html' title='Coffee'/><author><name>Fred</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28549611.post-115411144386983181</id><published>2006-07-28T11:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T11:34:36.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wrong E-mail. Lol</title><content type='html'>Lesson to be learned from typing the wrong email address!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Minneapolis couple decided to go to Florida to thaw out during a particularly icy winter. They planned to stay at the same hotel where they spent their honeymoon 20 years earlier. Because of hectic schedules, it was difficult to coordinate their travel schedules. So, the husband left Minnesota and flew to Florida on Thursday, with his wife flying down the following day. The husband checked into the hotel.There was a computer in his room, so he decided to send an email to his wife. However, he accidentally left out one letter in her email address, and without realizing his error, sent the email. Meanwhile, somewhere in Houston, a widow had just returned home from her husband's funeral. He was a minister who was called home to glory following a heart attack. The widow decided to check her email expecting messages from relatives and friends. After reading the first message, she screamed and fainted. The widow's son rushed into the room, found his mother on the floor, and saw the computer screen which read:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To: My Loving Wife&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subject: I've Arrived&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Date: December 26, 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you're surprised to hear from me. They have computers here now and you are allowed to send e- mails to your loved ones. I've just arrived and have been checked in. I see that everything has been prepared for your arrival tomorrow. Looking forward to seeing you then! Hope your journey is as uneventful as mine was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Sure is freaking hot down here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28549611-115411144386983181?l=qsqtsnrdmbts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qsqtsnrdmbts.blogspot.com/feeds/115411144386983181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28549611&amp;postID=115411144386983181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28549611/posts/default/115411144386983181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28549611/posts/default/115411144386983181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qsqtsnrdmbts.blogspot.com/2006/07/wrong-e-mail-lol.html' title='Wrong E-mail. Lol'/><author><name>Fred</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28549611.post-115256729671901256</id><published>2006-07-10T14:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T11:39:01.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LOL. New virus.</title><content type='html'>New Virus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a dangerous virus being passed electronically, orally and by hand. This virus is called:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worm-Overload-Recreational-Killer (WORK).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you receive WORK from any of your colleagues, your boss or anyone else via any means DO NOT TOUCH IT. This virus will wipe out your private life completely. If you should come into contact with WORK put your jacket on and take two good friends to the nearest bar. Purchase the antidote known as:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work-Isolator-Neutralizer-Extractor (WINE)&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;Bothersome-Employer-Eliminator-Rebooter (BEER).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take the antidote repeatedly until WORK has been completely eliminated from your system. You should forward this warning to 5 friends. If you do not have 5 friends, you have already been infected and WORK is controlling your life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28549611-115256729671901256?l=qsqtsnrdmbts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qsqtsnrdmbts.blogspot.com/feeds/115256729671901256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28549611&amp;postID=115256729671901256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28549611/posts/default/115256729671901256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28549611/posts/default/115256729671901256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qsqtsnrdmbts.blogspot.com/2006/07/lol-new-virus.html' title='LOL. New virus.'/><author><name>Fred</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28549611.post-115229680715982298</id><published>2006-07-07T11:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T11:26:47.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Water</title><content type='html'>1.  75% of Americans are chronically dehydrated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  In 37% of Americans, the thirst mechanism is so weak that it is often mistaken for hunger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  Even MILD dehydration will slow down one's metabolism as much as 3%.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  One glass of water will shut down midnight hunger pangs for almost 100% of the dieters studied in a University of Washington Study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  Lack of water, the #1 trigger of daytime fatigue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  Preliminary research indicates that 8-10 glasses of water a day could significantly ease back and joint pain of up to 80% of sufferers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  A mere 2% drop in body water can trigger fuzzy short-term memory, trouble with basic math, and difficulty focusing on the computer screen or on a printed page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.  Drinking 5 glasses of water daily decreases the risk of colon cancer by 45%, plus it can slash the risk of breast cancer by 79%, and one is 50% less likely to develop bladder cancer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28549611-115229680715982298?l=qsqtsnrdmbts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qsqtsnrdmbts.blogspot.com/feeds/115229680715982298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28549611&amp;postID=115229680715982298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28549611/posts/default/115229680715982298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28549611/posts/default/115229680715982298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qsqtsnrdmbts.blogspot.com/2006/07/water.html' title='Water'/><author><name>Fred</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28549611.post-115221697299915044</id><published>2006-07-06T13:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T13:16:13.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to class...</title><content type='html'>What the notes on school reports really mean...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1: Satisfactory progress: I can't think of a single interesting thing to say about this person.&lt;br /&gt;2: Easygoing: Bone idle.&lt;br /&gt;3: Lively: Thoroughly disruptive.&lt;br /&gt;4: Good progress: If you think his/her work was bad now, you should have seen it a year ago.&lt;br /&gt;5: Sensitive: Never stops whining.&lt;br /&gt;6: Helpful: A creep.&lt;br /&gt;7: Reliable: Will always grass on their friends.&lt;br /&gt;8: Adventurous: Will probably break their neck soon.&lt;br /&gt;9: Has difficulty forming relationships: I can't stand him/her either.&lt;br /&gt;10: Expresses themselves: Insolent.&lt;br /&gt;11: Enjoys physical activites: A thug.&lt;br /&gt;12: Popular: Sells obscene pictures.&lt;br /&gt;13: Friendly: Never stops talking.&lt;br /&gt;14: Easily distracted: Hasn't produced a single piece of good work all year.&lt;br /&gt;15: Works better in groups: Dare not take my eye off him/her for a second.&lt;br /&gt;16: Imaginative: Lies and cheats regularly.&lt;br /&gt;17: Needs praise and encouragement: Thick as a plank.&lt;br /&gt;18: Expresses themselves clearly: Foul mouthed.&lt;br /&gt;19: Keen to do well: Has a big ego.&lt;br /&gt;20: Does not accept authority easily: Father is in prison.&lt;br /&gt;21: Is upset easily: Is spoiled rotten.&lt;br /&gt;22: Often appears tired: Stays up all night watching porn films.&lt;br /&gt;23: Works better at practical activities: Illiterate.&lt;br /&gt;24: Good with his hands: Has a verry satisfied "partner".&lt;br /&gt;25: Independantly minded: Totally obstinate.&lt;br /&gt;26: Enjoys extracurricular activities: Sells cigarettes and drugs.&lt;br /&gt;27: Determined: Totally lacking all scruples.&lt;br /&gt;28: Inclined to daydream: Anything said goes in one ear and out the other.&lt;br /&gt;29: Reads well aloud: In love with his/her own voice.&lt;br /&gt;30: Quiet: Lacking any individuality whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;31: Easily influenced: The fall-guy.&lt;br /&gt;32: A born leader: Runs a protection racket.&lt;br /&gt;33: A vivid imagination: Never short of an excuse.&lt;br /&gt;34: Does not give classes his/her full attention: Smokes cigarettes or drugs in the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;35: Often need's guidance: Never out of the Principal's office.&lt;br /&gt;36: Chooses his friends carefully: Mixes with revolutionaries.&lt;br /&gt;37: Mixes well with students: Caught in bed with student.&lt;br /&gt;38: Interacts well with teachers: Caught in bed with their lecturer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28549611-115221697299915044?l=qsqtsnrdmbts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qsqtsnrdmbts.blogspot.com/feeds/115221697299915044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28549611&amp;postID=115221697299915044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28549611/posts/default/115221697299915044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28549611/posts/default/115221697299915044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qsqtsnrdmbts.blogspot.com/2006/07/back-to-class.html' title='Back to class...'/><author><name>Fred</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28549611.post-115170404473165711</id><published>2006-06-30T14:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T09:28:01.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>About Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;form action="'http://www.kwiz.biz/simplesurveys/do-survey.php'" method="'post'" target="'_new'"&gt;&lt;table bordercolor="#efefef" cellspacing="0" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="middle" colspan="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;TELL ME ABOUT YOURSELF - The Survey&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Name:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fred(ric)/Badger/&gt;what ever you call me goes here&lt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Birthday:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Aug 2, 1984 LEO RAW... uherm, meow...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Birthplace:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A hospital bed in Primary Childrens Hospital; Salt Lake City, UT, USA, North American Contenint, Western Hemisphere of the Planet Earth, 3 plannet from the sun in the solar system Sol, located in the Milkey Way galixy, Universe, Po Box 1-Infinity suit "S"tars #8&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Current Location:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do you really want me to go thorough all that again?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Eye Color:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Green&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Hair Color:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Brown&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Height:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;%'%'' &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Right Handed or Left Handed:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lefties RULE!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Your Heritage:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;German&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;The Shoes You Wore Today:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Black Leather Dress&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Your Weakness:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Love&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Your Fears:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Love and bugs&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Your Perfect Pizza:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I dont like Pizza, (I used to deliver)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Goal You Would Like To Achieve This Year:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Loose some fat, gain some mucle/bulk, and pay off my debts.. oh hold it did you mean just one?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Your Most Overused Phrase On an instant messenger:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;If txt counts then ":)"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Thoughts First Waking Up:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Loud sound.... *groans*initial reation turn of loud thingie and more sleep. secondary reaction, time for work...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Your Best Physical Feature:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I hear it's my eyes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Your Bedtime:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;10P&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Your Most Missed Memory:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Stress free days&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Pepsi or Coke:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;blek&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;MacDonalds or Burger King:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bk if I have to&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Single or Group Dates:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Single.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Lipton Ice Tea or Nestea:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;BLek&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Chocolate or Vanilla:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Vanilla&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Cappuccino or Coffee:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Blek&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you Smoke:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;no&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you Swear:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You F***ing got a problem with that?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you Sing:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yes "la la lalalalal"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you Shower Daily:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Usually&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Have you Been in Love:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Alas... amorae' all too often&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you want to go to College:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sometimes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you want to get Married:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sometimes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you belive in yourself:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Depends on what part.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you get Motion Sickness:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Not usually&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you think you are Attractive:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Are you a Health Freak:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I want to be&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you get along with your Parents:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;No&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you like Thunderstorms:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ABSOPOSOLUTELY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you play an Instrument:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Semikinda&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;In the past month have you Drank Alcohol:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;In the past month have you Smoked:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;NO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;In the past month have you been on Drugs:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;NO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;In the past month have you gone on a Date:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;In the past month have you gone to a Mall:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;NO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;In the past month have you eaten a box of Oreos:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;no&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;In the past month have you eaten Sushi:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;In the past month have you been on Stage:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;No&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;In the past month have you been Dumped:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;No&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;In the past month have you gone Skinny Dipping:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Not yet.... ;)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;In the past month have you Stolen Anything:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;No&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Ever been Drunk:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What a question....&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Ever been called a Tease:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mmmmm not often....&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Ever been Beaten up:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kinda&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Ever Shoplifted:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;When I was like 5&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;How do you want to Die:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Asleep or with my partner/Life companion&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;What do you want to be when you Grow Up:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A psychologist. That'll never happen so I'll settle for a plumber or something like that.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;What country would you most like to Visit:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;China&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="middle" colspan="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;In a Boy/Girl..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Favourite Eye Color:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Light Blue or Deep Green&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Favourite Hair Color:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Anything viberant&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Short or Long Hair:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;short looks good but REALLY long is SEXXXXXXXY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Height:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;My hight or shorter&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Weight:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;In shape&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Best Clothing Style:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Clean&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Number of Drugs I have taken:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Preferably none, but as long as it is not currently use&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Number of CDs I own:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Music is gooood&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Number of Piercings:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A conservitave amount to none&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Number of Tattoos:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Preferably none, but no more then 5 and ABSOLUTLY no more then 10&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Number of things in my Past I Regret:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The past is behind you. If you look at it too long you will be unprepared for the things infront of you.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" colspan="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/"&gt;CREATE YOUR OWN!&lt;/a&gt; - or - &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/"&gt;GET PAID TO TAKE SURVEYS!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28549611-115170404473165711?l=qsqtsnrdmbts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qsqtsnrdmbts.blogspot.com/feeds/115170404473165711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28549611&amp;postID=115170404473165711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28549611/posts/default/115170404473165711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28549611/posts/default/115170404473165711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qsqtsnrdmbts.blogspot.com/2006/06/about-me.html' title='About Me'/><author><name>Fred</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28549611.post-115014252912559148</id><published>2006-06-12T12:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T13:02:09.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Romance</title><content type='html'>"&lt;strong&gt;Mystery&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Intrigue&lt;/strong&gt; are to a &lt;em&gt;man like&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Romance&lt;/strong&gt; is to a woman."&lt;br /&gt;~the Today show.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28549611-115014252912559148?l=qsqtsnrdmbts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qsqtsnrdmbts.blogspot.com/feeds/115014252912559148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28549611&amp;postID=115014252912559148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28549611/posts/default/115014252912559148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28549611/posts/default/115014252912559148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qsqtsnrdmbts.blogspot.com/2006/06/romance.html' title='Romance'/><author><name>Fred</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28549611.post-114961232967065018</id><published>2006-06-06T09:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T09:45:29.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>un-ig-nor-able</title><content type='html'>Unignorable. Although this is not actually a word, at least to my spell check, the meaning is quite clear; to be incapable of ignoring. Yet I find it highly amusing that I had to click Ignore to the word unignorable.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28549611-114961232967065018?l=qsqtsnrdmbts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qsqtsnrdmbts.blogspot.com/feeds/114961232967065018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28549611&amp;postID=114961232967065018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28549611/posts/default/114961232967065018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28549611/posts/default/114961232967065018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qsqtsnrdmbts.blogspot.com/2006/06/un-ig-nor-able.html' title='un-ig-nor-able'/><author><name>Fred</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28549611.post-114928166051352347</id><published>2006-06-02T13:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T13:56:13.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Resurection</title><content type='html'>When life leaves you, and existance replaces that life, What are we left with?&lt;br /&gt;and then if/ when that life returns, and we come to a pecefull place, what next?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28549611-114928166051352347?l=qsqtsnrdmbts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qsqtsnrdmbts.blogspot.com/feeds/114928166051352347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28549611&amp;postID=114928166051352347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28549611/posts/default/114928166051352347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28549611/posts/default/114928166051352347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qsqtsnrdmbts.blogspot.com/2006/06/resurection.html' title='Resurection'/><author><name>Fred</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28549611.post-114865902357173035</id><published>2006-05-26T08:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T08:57:03.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life</title><content type='html'>life is more then existing. To exist you simply have to be. To live there has to be action, motion, movement, purpuse. If your life has no meaning, isnt moving anywhere, has not action... then are you any more alive then the machines we create?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28549611-114865902357173035?l=qsqtsnrdmbts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qsqtsnrdmbts.blogspot.com/feeds/114865902357173035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28549611&amp;postID=114865902357173035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28549611/posts/default/114865902357173035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28549611/posts/default/114865902357173035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qsqtsnrdmbts.blogspot.com/2006/05/life.html' title='Life'/><author><name>Fred</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28549611.post-114865886626730414</id><published>2006-05-26T08:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T08:54:26.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If...</title><content type='html'>If they really are out to get you, are you really paranoid, or just cautious?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28549611-114865886626730414?l=qsqtsnrdmbts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qsqtsnrdmbts.blogspot.com/feeds/114865886626730414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28549611&amp;postID=114865886626730414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28549611/posts/default/114865886626730414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28549611/posts/default/114865886626730414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qsqtsnrdmbts.blogspot.com/2006/05/if.html' title='If...'/><author><name>Fred</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28549611.post-114831590009967733</id><published>2006-05-22T09:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T09:38:20.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lemons.</title><content type='html'>Qhen life gives you lemons make lemon juice.... but what if you don't like lemon juice?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28549611-114831590009967733?l=qsqtsnrdmbts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qsqtsnrdmbts.blogspot.com/feeds/114831590009967733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28549611&amp;postID=114831590009967733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28549611/posts/default/114831590009967733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28549611/posts/default/114831590009967733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qsqtsnrdmbts.blogspot.com/2006/05/lemons.html' title='Lemons.'/><author><name>Fred</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
