<?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-3629396</id><updated>2011-04-21T22:14:36.451-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Supa Sami's Land of Funfun fuzzies.</title><subtitle type='html'>Welcome to my land of Funfun fuzzies ^.^ Mind you, the entries may not always be funfun or fuzzy, But we can make do, ne?</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lorelei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05745151005849109129</uri><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>74</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3629396.post-107549672960601938</id><published>2004-01-30T13:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-30T13:07:41.373-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Am I....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TABLE BORDER=0&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD ALIGN="CENTER"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE BORDER=0&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD STYLE="padding:5px; font-family:Verdana; font-size:x-small; border:solid #880000 1px; color:#880000; background-color:#ffbbbb;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm &lt;b&gt;terza rima&lt;/b&gt;, and I talk and smile.&lt;br&gt;Where others lock their rhymes and thoughts away&lt;br&gt;I let mine out, and chatter all the while.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'm rarely on my own - a wasted day&lt;br&gt;Is any day that's spent without a friend,&lt;br&gt;With nothing much to do or hear or say.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I like to be with people, and depend&lt;br&gt;On company for being entertained;&lt;br&gt;Which seems a good solution, in the end.&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt; &lt;A HREF="http://quiz.ravenblack.net/poeticform.pl"&gt;What Poetry Form Are You?&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or am I...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE BORDER=0&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD STYLE="padding:5px; font-family:Verdana; font-size:x-small; border:solid #00cc00 1px; color:#00cc00; background-color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A &lt;b&gt;cywydd llosgyrnog&lt;/b&gt;; I'm one.&lt;br&gt;"A &lt;i&gt;what&lt;/i&gt;?" Well, quite. There'd be no fun&lt;br&gt;In being understood; I&lt;br&gt;Thrive upon obliquity.&lt;br&gt;Don't comprehend or follow me,&lt;br&gt;For mystery's my ally.&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt; &lt;A HREF="http://quiz.ravenblack.net/poeticform.pl"&gt;What Poetry Form Are You?&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3629396-107549672960601938?l=funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/107549672960601938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/107549672960601938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com/2004_01_25_archive.html#107549672960601938' title=''/><author><name>Lorelei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05745151005849109129</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3629396.post-107307601932471450</id><published>2004-01-02T12:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-02T12:41:53.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/R/RACHELMRAY/1069817100_aerygoblin.jpg" border="0" alt="Day dream"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Youre the Day Dream Fairy. Your kind and sweet and&lt;br&gt;you do nothing but daydream. Your dreams Are&lt;br&gt;wonderful and paradise. You no nothing of the&lt;br&gt;bad in the world and you are so clear in your&lt;br&gt;emotions&gt; So please vote even if its a 1 !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/RACHELMRAY/quizzes/Which%20Beautiful%20Amy%20Brown%20Fairy%20Are%20You%3F%20%20(with%20pretty%20pics)/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which Beautiful Amy Brown Fairy Are You?  (with pretty pics)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOUR BASTET THE GODDESS OF MOTHERHOOD AND MUSIC.&lt;br&gt;YOU ARE AS KIND AS CAN BE AND YOUR A CUTE&lt;br&gt;CAT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="-1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/RACHELMRAY/quizzes/Which%20Egyptian%20God%20or%20Goddess%20are%20you%3F/"&gt;Which Egyptian God or Goddess are you?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3629396-107307601932471450?l=funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/107307601932471450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/107307601932471450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com/2003_12_28_archive.html#107307601932471450' title=''/><author><name>Lorelei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05745151005849109129</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3629396.post-107266291515061386</id><published>2003-12-28T17:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-28T17:56:42.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/T/T1000/1070991762_DNiceSamuraiJin.JPG" border="0" alt="cscscsc"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Compassion: You are there to share your sympathy&lt;br&gt;with others. People would consider you&lt;br&gt;affectionate and caring, and someone to look up&lt;br&gt;to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/T1000/quizzes/Which%20Characteristic%20From%20the%20Samurai%20Code%20Matches%20You%20Best%3F%20(You%20may%20find%20out%20your%20best%20trait)/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which Characteristic From the Samurai Code Matches You Best? (You may find out your best trait)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/T/T1000/1055894074_turesPALLY.JPG" border="0" alt="HASH(0x83f3664)"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Paladin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/T1000/quizzes/Which%20Diablo%20character%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which Diablo character are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/T/T1000/1056232196_DNiceAngel.JPG" border="0" alt="HASH(0x87d07ec)"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Angel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/T1000/quizzes/Seriously...How%20evil%20are%20you%20REALLY%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Seriously...How evil are you REALLY?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::snickersnort:: ^.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/T/T1000/1060032224_DNiceAnimalHawk.JPG" border="0" alt="HASH(0x84b6058)"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You have the eyes of a hawk. You're very much aware&lt;br&gt;about your surroundings and the situations that&lt;br&gt;you're in. People can't touch your things&lt;br&gt;because you would immediately notice what's&lt;br&gt;been touched or what's missing. You can analyze&lt;br&gt;people's thoughts and actions quite well.&lt;br&gt;That's good for you. Don't lose that sharp&lt;br&gt;vision of yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/T1000/quizzes/What%20Animal%20Eyes%20Do%20You%20Have%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What Animal Eyes Do You Have?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/T/T1000/1062814687_DNiceFuneralMissed.JPG" border="0" alt="HASH(0x8709470)"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Yes, you will always be remembered for your good&lt;br&gt;ways. You seem to be close and caring around&lt;br&gt;your family and other people you really know.&lt;br&gt;You will be a major loss for them. There will&lt;br&gt;be an empty spot once you are gone. It may&lt;br&gt;sound morbid to you, but it could also be good.&lt;br&gt;Keep on with your great ways. You will have a&lt;br&gt;beautiful funeral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/T1000/quizzes/What%20Type%20of%20Funeral%20Will%20You%20Have%3F%20Will%20You%20Be%20Missed%20Once%20You're%20Gone%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What Type of Funeral Will You Have? Will You Be Missed Once You're Gone?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/T/T1000/1063921299_DNiceKillerAlias.JPG" border="0" alt="dddd"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Who are you? No one would even know your name or&lt;br&gt;who you are. No one may even know what you&lt;br&gt;really look like. You would be known by a&lt;br&gt;series of names since you would go under many&lt;br&gt;aliases and have a number of disguises. You are&lt;br&gt;very clever and creative, and would almost&lt;br&gt;always be one step ahead of the authorities.&lt;br&gt;You would make sure no evidence of your&lt;br&gt;horrible murders would be left behind, and if&lt;br&gt;it is, no one would know it was you. You&lt;br&gt;sneaky, elusive person...authorities would have&lt;br&gt;hard time trying to catch you. You would&lt;br&gt;definitely be the mystery criminal. People may&lt;br&gt;not even know the your killings are all from&lt;br&gt;you. You would really be a threat to the&lt;br&gt;public.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/T1000/quizzes/What%20Would%20Your%20Serial%20Killer%20Name%20Be%3F%20What%20Would%20the%20Public%20Know%20You%20As%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What Would Your Serial Killer Name Be? What Would the Public Know You As?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You really would not kill anyone because you find&lt;br&gt;human life to be valuable. It's just not in&lt;br&gt;you. If you slew someone, it would be by&lt;br&gt;accident or out of defense. That's good for&lt;br&gt;you. You know that people live their own lives,&lt;br&gt;and you live yours. Killing is bad. Very bad.&lt;br&gt;Unless of course, you're in a situation where&lt;br&gt;you must.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="-1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/T1000/quizzes/WHY%20Would%20You%20KILL%20Someone%3F/"&gt;WHY Would You KILL Someone?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;duh.  Why'd I take this test again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/T/T1000/1067027567_DNiceHalloweenJack.JPG" border="0" alt="svsvsvs"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Hello, my happy friend. You have high spirits and&lt;br&gt;know how to have a good time. When your friends&lt;br&gt;go out, most likely they invite you almost all&lt;br&gt;the time. You most likely will enjoy your&lt;br&gt;Halloween. Good for you. Keep up the&lt;br&gt;experiment. You probably light people's dark&lt;br&gt;days with your smiles and laughter. Although&lt;br&gt;you're good, doesn't mean you're an angel. You&lt;br&gt;can tend to have a scary and/or other type of&lt;br&gt;side to you. As long as you have fun, do your&lt;br&gt;scares this Halloween. Have a safe and happy&lt;br&gt;one, Joyous Pumpkin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/T1000/quizzes/What%20Halloween%20Figure%20Are%20You%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What Halloween Figure Are You?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a pumpkin! Waii! ^.^ ::dance::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/T/T1000/1072060439_sMistletoe.JPG" border="0" alt="jkkh"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Aww...you are the plant of love! You are the&lt;br&gt;mistletoe! You are a loving, romantic person&lt;br&gt;who likes to do what is best for the one or&lt;br&gt;ones you care about mostly. You are very&lt;br&gt;affectionate and enjoy being close to people.&lt;br&gt;You believe that love brings you together,&lt;br&gt;which is a wonderful thing. You are most likely&lt;br&gt;going to have a very nice and marvelous season.&lt;br&gt;Your inventive mind could come up with anything&lt;br&gt;interesting to do. Merry Christmas =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/T1000/quizzes/What%20Christmas%20Figure%20Are%20You%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What Christmas Figure Are You?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now I'm a mistletoe ^.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3629396-107266291515061386?l=funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/107266291515061386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/107266291515061386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com/2003_12_28_archive.html#107266291515061386' title=''/><author><name>Lorelei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05745151005849109129</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3629396.post-106881919639721800</id><published>2003-11-14T06:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-14T06:13:45.280-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>src="http://images.quizilla.com/D/donarepa/1065683741_yangelquiz.JPG" border="0" alt="ang"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You are Form 2, &lt;b&gt;Angel&lt;/b&gt;: The Pure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"And The Angel rose as holy protector for&lt;br&gt;all that was created.  She fought with honor&lt;br&gt;and valor to serve the good of the world.  But&lt;br&gt;the coming of the mankind was her downfall; and&lt;br&gt;end to purity."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some examples of the Angel Form are Michael&lt;br&gt;(Christian) and Hercules (Greek).&lt;br /&gt;The Angel is associated with the concept of virtue,&lt;br&gt;the number 2, and the element of wind.&lt;br /&gt;Her sign is the zenith sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a member of Form 2, you are a person of your&lt;br&gt;word.  You generally keep your promises and&lt;br&gt;give everything you do your best.  Although&lt;br&gt;some people see you as overbearing sometimes,&lt;br&gt;you know that you have to stay true to yourself&lt;br&gt;and do what's right.  Angels are the best&lt;br&gt;friends to have because they are brutally&lt;br&gt;honest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/donarepa/quizzes/Which%20Mythological%20Form%20Are%20You%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which Mythological Form Are You?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3629396-106881919639721800?l=funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/106881919639721800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/106881919639721800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com/2003_11_09_archive.html#106881919639721800' title=''/><author><name>Lorelei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05745151005849109129</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3629396.post-106601584526912079</id><published>2003-10-12T20:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-12T20:30:45.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/T/truly-dippy/1060130263_likespring.jpg" border="0" alt="Season = Spring"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You're Most Like The Season Spring ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fresh faced, with a young outlook on life - you&lt;br&gt;smile at the world and expect it to smile back&lt;br&gt;at you. You're mostly a bubbly, fun - innocent&lt;br&gt;person. Described as cute possibly. However,&lt;br&gt;you're a little naive about things and tend to&lt;br&gt;be a little too trustworthy.&lt;br /&gt;As the first season, It Makes you the youngest -&lt;br&gt;and so most immature - but people are inclined&lt;br&gt;to look out for and protect you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well done... You're the most fun of the seasons :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/truly-dippy/quizzes/%3F%3F%20Which%20Season%20Are%20You%20%3F%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;?? Which Season Are You ??&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3629396-106601584526912079?l=funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/106601584526912079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/106601584526912079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com/2003_10_12_archive.html#106601584526912079' title=''/><author><name>Lorelei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05745151005849109129</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3629396.post-106590413631571952</id><published>2003-10-11T13:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-11T13:28:56.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/K/kattheworld/1063115676_turesmokey.jpg" border="0" alt="Mokey"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;MOKEY! - The Earth-Mother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Mokey Fraggle, who likes to write in her&lt;br&gt;diary. She might be writing a poem such as,&lt;br&gt;"Sing hi, sing lo for the bright red glow&lt;br&gt;of a radish that's far from a Gorg's big&lt;br&gt;toe." Or she might be writing a song, or&lt;br&gt;perhaps something more profound and observant&lt;br&gt;such as, "Red's hair is like a sunset in&lt;br&gt;the Gorg's Garden."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellspacing='0' cellpadding='2' align='center'&gt;&lt;form action='http://memegen.deskslave.org/viewmeme.pl?un=childdoll&amp;meme=1063643998' method='POST'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th colspan=2 bgcolor='#000000'&gt;&lt;font color='#DDDD88'&gt;Afterlife as an Angel by childdoll&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#000000'&gt;&lt;font color='#FFFFFF'&gt;Your Name&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#DDDDAA'&gt;&lt;font color='#000000'&gt;&lt;input type='text' name='Your Name' value='LadiFoxi' size='20'&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#000000'&gt;&lt;font color='#FFFFFF'&gt;Astrological Sign&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#DDDDAA'&gt;&lt;font color='#000000'&gt;&lt;input type='text' name='Astrological Sign' value='Aquarius' size='20'&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#000000'&gt;&lt;font color='#FFFFFF'&gt;Angel Type&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#DDDDAA'&gt;&lt;font color='#000000'&gt;Angel of Love&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#000000'&gt;&lt;font color='#FFFFFF'&gt;Wing Color&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#DDDDAA'&gt;&lt;font color='#000000'&gt;Black with red tips&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#000000'&gt;&lt;font color='#FFFFFF'&gt;Heavenly Weapon&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#DDDDAA'&gt;&lt;font color='#000000'&gt;Lightning rod&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='un' value='childdoll'&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='meme' value='1063643998'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=2 align='center' bgcolor='#000000'&gt;&lt;input type='submit' value='Fill Out Your Answers and Try it!'&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=2 align='center' bgcolor='#000000'&gt;&lt;font size='-1' color='#FFFFFF'&gt;Created with &lt;a href='http://www.livejournal.com/users/quill18/'&gt;&lt;img src='http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' style='vertical-align:bottom;border:0;'&gt;&lt;font color='#DDDD88'&gt;quill18&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;'s &lt;a href='http://memegen.deskslave.org/'&gt;&lt;font color='#DDDD88'&gt;MemeGen&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/table&gt; 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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3629396-106590413631571952?l=funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/106590413631571952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/106590413631571952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com/2003_10_05_archive.html#106590413631571952' title=''/><author><name>Lorelei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05745151005849109129</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3629396.post-106419473704092092</id><published>2003-09-21T18:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-21T18:38:56.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/N/novemberhorse/1047168468_esktopseer.jpg" border="0" alt="HASH(0x873a950)"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Seer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/novemberhorse/quizzes/The%20ULTIMATE%20personality%20test/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;The ULTIMATE personality test&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/K/KurenaiKasumi/1059009355_zillawufei.jpg" border="0" alt="Wufei"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Wufei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/KurenaiKasumi/quizzes/The%20One%20Deep%20Gundam%20Wing%20%20Personality%20Test/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;The One Deep Gundam Wing  Personality Test&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3629396-106419473704092092?l=funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/106419473704092092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/106419473704092092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com/2003_09_21_archive.html#106419473704092092' title=''/><author><name>Lorelei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05745151005849109129</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3629396.post-106108510643219282</id><published>2003-08-16T18:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-16T18:51:46.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/N/novemberhorse/1047168577_zprotector.jpg" border="0" alt="HASH(0x88207c8)"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Protector&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/novemberhorse/quizzes/The%20ULTIMATE%20personality%20test/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;The ULTIMATE personality test&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/N/novemberhorse/1038615751_calunicorn.jpg" border="0" alt="You're a whimsical unicorn. You're so cute we could all just throw up. You have an affection for sparkally things and you frequently confuse colors and numbers. You'd better leave now, I th"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You're a whimsical unicorn. You're so cute we could&lt;br&gt;all just throw up. You have an affection for&lt;br&gt;sparkally things and you frequently confuse&lt;br&gt;colors and numbers. You'd better leave now, I&lt;br&gt;think you have a photo shoot with Bambi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/novemberhorse/quizzes/What%20Kind%20of%20Unicorn%20are%20YOU%3F%20(no%2C%20really..its%20cool-%20with%20graphics!)/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What Kind of Unicorn are YOU? (no, really..its cool- with graphics!)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/N/novemberhorse/1049237266_turesearth.jpg" border="0" alt="HASH(0x83bc588)"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Earth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/novemberhorse/quizzes/The%20Force%20of%20Nature%20Quiz%20/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;The Force of Nature Quiz &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3629396-106108510643219282?l=funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/106108510643219282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/106108510643219282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com/2003_08_10_archive.html#106108510643219282' title=''/><author><name>Lorelei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05745151005849109129</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3629396.post-106100126296710031</id><published>2003-08-15T19:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-15T19:34:17.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://strictlyshoujo.com/goodies/quiz.html"&gt;&lt;img src="http://strictlyshoujo.com/goodies/images/g_jeanne.jpg" width="252" height="150" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;You are &lt;b&gt;Kusakabe Marron | Kaito Jeanne&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p&gt;You are generous and talented, though often widthdrawn. You tend to have just a few close friends, rather than many. You appear very cheerful and enthusiastic, but struggle to keep up with what others expect of you. In the end, your perseverance and sacrifices help you pull through.&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://strictlyshoujo.com/goodies/quiz.html"&gt;Take the "What Magic Girl are you?" Quiz&lt;/a&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3629396-106100126296710031?l=funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/106100126296710031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/106100126296710031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com/2003_08_10_archive.html#106100126296710031' title=''/><author><name>Lorelei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05745151005849109129</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3629396.post-106091070078683006</id><published>2003-08-14T18:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-14T18:29:30.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/R/RaeChan/1059211275_yeQuizBlue.gif" border="0" alt="To Be Edited"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Blue! Your eyes are the Blue of insanity! You make&lt;br&gt;a lot of friends easily, and you're very&lt;br&gt;carefree and easy going. Watch yourself,&lt;br&gt;though, because responsibility is still a big&lt;br&gt;deal. That doesn't mean you have to stop your&lt;br&gt;flower obsession, however.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/RaeChan/quizzes/What%20Color%20Are%20Your%20Anime%20Eyes%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What Color Are Your Anime Eyes?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3629396-106091070078683006?l=funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/106091070078683006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/106091070078683006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com/2003_08_10_archive.html#106091070078683006' title=''/><author><name>Lorelei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05745151005849109129</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3629396.post-106001721006659886</id><published>2003-08-04T10:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-04T10:13:30.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/F/fireyprincess4u/1059431198_elledisney.jpg" border="0" alt="Belle"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You are Belle from Beauty and the Beast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/fireyprincess4u/quizzes/What%20Disney%20Princess%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What Disney Princess are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/R/Ruri-chan/1056289817_Anaivete.JPG" border="0" alt="You represent... naivete."&gt;&lt;br&gt;You represent... naivete.&lt;br /&gt;So innocent and trusting... you can be very shy at&lt;br&gt;times, but it's only because you're not sure&lt;br&gt;how to act.  You give off that "I need to&lt;br&gt;be protected vibe."  Remember that not all&lt;br&gt;people are good.  Being too trusting will get&lt;br&gt;you easily hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/Ruri-chan/quizzes/What%20feeling%20do%20you%20represent%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What feeling do you represent?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;blarg ~.~;;;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/A/amethystmaiden/1059899255_turesgoofy.jpg" border="0" alt="Goofy"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Goofy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/amethystmaiden/quizzes/Which%20Tsuzuki-san%20archetype%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which Tsuzuki-san archetype are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3629396-106001721006659886?l=funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/106001721006659886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/106001721006659886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com/2003_08_03_archive.html#106001721006659886' title=''/><author><name>Lorelei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05745151005849109129</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3629396.post-105754743680661499</id><published>2003-07-06T20:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-06T20:10:36.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/K/Knockturn/1046665076_ldimage54Q.JPG" border="0" alt="World of Clouds"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Air, wind, atmosphere... you are a cloud dweller.&lt;br&gt;You are friendly to all, but often appear&lt;br&gt;disinterested and lost in your thoughts,&lt;br&gt;meaning most people don't really know your full&lt;br&gt;potential.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/Knockturn/quizzes/Which%20Other%20World%20Are%20You%20Secretly%20From%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which Other World Are You Secretly From?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3629396-105754743680661499?l=funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/105754743680661499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/105754743680661499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com/2003_07_06_archive.html#105754743680661499' title=''/><author><name>Lorelei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05745151005849109129</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3629396.post-105703109445883896</id><published>2003-06-30T20:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-30T20:44:54.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" color="666666" size="0"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ydoc.myagora.net" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://anime1.ydoc.myagora.net/quizes/hue/pink.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://ydoc.myagora.net" target="_blank"&gt;What anime hue are you?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://ydoc.myagora.net" target="new"&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" color="666666"size="0"&gt;&lt;img src="http://anime1.ydoc.myagora.net/quizes/Creepy/Miyu.jpg" border=0&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" color="666666" size="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Evil or not?&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://ydoc.myagora.net" target="_blank"&gt;What character from a creepy anime are you?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href="http://anime1.ydoc.myagora.net/quizes/Creepy/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3629396-105703109445883896?l=funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/105703109445883896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/105703109445883896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com/2003_06_29_archive.html#105703109445883896' title=''/><author><name>Lorelei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05745151005849109129</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3629396.post-95961641</id><published>2003-06-23T16:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-23T16:05:56.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;table width="350" cellpadding="10" cellspacing="5" bgcolor="CC6666"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="CC9999"&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" color="993333" face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;I am the Natural&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2" color="FFFFFF" face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;Childhood is the golden paradise we are always consciously or unconsciously trying to re-create. The Natural embodies the longed-for qualities of childhood - spontaneity, sincerity, unpretentiousness. In the presence of Naturals, we feel at ease, caught up in their playful spirit, transported back to that golden age. Adopt the pose of the Natural to neutralize people's defensiveness and infect them with helpless delight.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;font size="1" color="993333" face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Symbol: The Lamb.&lt;/b&gt; So soft and endearing. At two days old the lamb can gambol gracefully; within a week it is playing "Follow the Leader." Its weakness is part of its charm. The Lamb is pure innocence, so innocent we want to possess it, even devour it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="2"face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.users.bigpond.com/polite_society/seduction.html" target="_blank"&gt;What Type of Seducer are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; created by &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=polite_society" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" width="17" height="17" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/polite_society" target="_blank"&gt;polite_society&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I don't know if I wanna be devoured... ~.~;;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3629396-95961641?l=funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/95961641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/95961641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com/2003_06_22_archive.html#95961641' title=''/><author><name>Lorelei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05745151005849109129</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3629396.post-95931690</id><published>2003-06-22T19:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-22T19:50:44.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;The Dante's Inferno Test has sent you to &lt;i&gt;Purgatory!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;Here is how you matched up against all the levels:&lt;br&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="1" style="margin: 5px; background-color: #000000; border: none; font: 10pt arial, verdana, 'sans serif';"&gt;&lt;tr style="font: bold 12pt arial, verdana, 'sans serif'; text-align: center; color: #ffffff; background-color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;th&gt;&lt;b&gt;Level&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;th&gt;&lt;b&gt;Score&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #220033; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#0" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Purgatory&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Repenting Believers)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #c40033; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Very High&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #110022; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#1" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 1 - Limbo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Virtuous Non-Believers)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #c40033; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Very High&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #220011; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#2" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Lustful)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #3344bb; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Very Low&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #330011; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#3" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Gluttonous)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #4466dd; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Low&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #440011; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#4" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Prodigal and Avaricious)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #4466dd; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Low&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #550011; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#5" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 5&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Wrathful and Gloomy)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #4466dd; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Low&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #660011; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#6" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 6 - The City of Dis&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Heretics)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #3344bb; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Very Low&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #770011; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#7" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 7&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Violent)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #4466dd; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Low&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #880011; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#8" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 8- the Malebolge&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Fraudulent, Malicious, Panderers)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #aa33aa; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Moderate&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #990011; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#9" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 9 - Cocytus&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Treacherous)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #3344bb; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Very Low&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Take the &lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-test.mv"&gt;Dante's Inferno Hell Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3629396-95931690?l=funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/95931690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/95931690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com/2003_06_22_archive.html#95931690' title=''/><author><name>Lorelei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05745151005849109129</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3629396.post-95851801</id><published>2003-06-19T21:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-19T21:44:17.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="300" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" border="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="180"&gt;&lt;font face="arial" size="-1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Disorder&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="120"&gt;&lt;font face="arial" size="-1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="arial" size="-1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/disorder_information2.html#paranoid"&gt;Paranoid&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font color="#990099" face="arial" size="-1"&gt;Moderate&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="arial" size="-1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/disorder_information2.html#schizoid"&gt;Schizoid&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font color="#000099" face="arial" size="-1"&gt;Low&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="arial" size="-1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/disorder_information2.html#schizotypal"&gt;Schizotypal&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font color="#990099" face="arial" size="-1"&gt;Moderate&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="arial" size="-1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/disorder_information2.html#antisocial"&gt;Antisocial&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font color="#000099" face="arial" size="-1"&gt;Low&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="arial" size="-1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/disorder_information2.html#borderline"&gt;Borderline&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font color="#990099" face="arial" size="-1"&gt;Moderate&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="arial" size="-1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/disorder_information2.html#histrionic"&gt;Histrionic&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font color="#990099" face="arial" size="-1"&gt;Moderate&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="arial" size="-1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/disorder_information2.html#narcissistic"&gt;Narcissistic&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font color="#990099" face="arial" size="-1"&gt;Moderate&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="arial" size="-1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/disorder_information2.html#avoidant"&gt;Avoidant&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font color="#cc0033" face="arial" size="-1"&gt;High&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="arial" size="-1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/disorder_information2.html#dependent"&gt;Dependent&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font color="#cc0033" face="arial" size="-1"&gt;High&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="arial" size="-1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/disorder_information2.html#obsessive"&gt;Obsessive-Compulsive&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font color="#990099" face="arial" size="-1"&gt;Moderate&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000" face="arial" size="-1"&gt;&lt;br&gt;-- &lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/personality_disorder_test.mv"&gt;Personality Disorder Test - 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You&lt;br&gt;should be proud that you have this quirk!&lt;br&gt;You're most likely outgoing and don't care what&lt;br&gt;people think. You're on of those people that&lt;br&gt;almost everyone likes. Go you!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="-1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/mdm9789/quizzes/What%20is%20your%20classification%3F/"&gt;What is your classification?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3629396-95817486?l=funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/95817486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/95817486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com/2003_06_15_archive.html#95817486' title=''/><author><name>Lorelei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05745151005849109129</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3629396.post-95816175</id><published>2003-06-18T21:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-18T21:37:30.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Parking in a Driveway.You like to just stand around&lt;br&gt;and listen to music.Or headbang.Or jump&lt;br&gt;around.Or work out in the garage..or take food&lt;br&gt;from the pantry of the house you're hanging&lt;br&gt;at.Disturbing the peace is what you'd be&lt;br&gt;charged with if the neighbors were jerks,but&lt;br&gt;thankfully, they like your music so they put up&lt;br&gt;with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="-1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/vinacross/quizzes/What%20Kat3%20Past-Time%20Are%20You%3F/"&gt;What Kat3 Past-Time Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/refuged/quizzes/What's%20Your%20Outlook%20on%20Life%3F/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/R/refuged/1054579538_esoptimist.jpg" border="0" alt="HASH(0x840c61c)"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What's Your Outlook on Life?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/V/vinacross/1049563439_CMyDocumentsKatiBoth.gif" border="0" alt="both"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Both!Oh my!You're Hikki AND Ayu!You're a mix of&lt;br&gt;both worlds, and you're probably either a&lt;br&gt;fanboy or a fanboy's dream.Wai!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/vinacross/quizzes/Are%20you%20Hikki%20(Hikaru%20Utada)%20or%20Ayu%20(Ayumi%20Hamasaki)%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Are you Hikki (Hikaru Utada) or Ayu (Ayumi Hamasaki)?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I don't know who these people are but...YAY! me! ^.^&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/refuged/quizzes/Which%20realm%20do%20you%20rule%20over%3F%20(mostly%20for%20girls%2C%20anime%20result%20pictures)/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/R/refuged/1048709211_icturessun.jpg" border="0" alt="I am the Sun"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which realm do you rule over? (mostly for girls, anime result pictures)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/D/diptutod/1045531403_fRavenclaw.JPG" border="0" alt="ravenclaw"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ravenclaw! Some might see you as a bit haughty, but&lt;br&gt;that's just because they lack the intellectual&lt;br&gt;capacity to be worthy of your presence. You see&lt;br&gt;little difference between enlightenment and&lt;br&gt;entertainment; learning experiences are&lt;br&gt;tremendously enjoyable for you. And remember,&lt;br&gt;kids: just because you're brilliant doesn't&lt;br&gt;mean you're studious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/diptutod/quizzes/A%20More%20Unique%20Hogwarts%20Sorting%20Quiz/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;A More Unique Hogwarts Sorting Quiz&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/F/freckleface/1038297860_zcuteflirt.jpg" border="0" alt="cute flirt"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Cute Flirt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/freckleface/quizzes/What%20Kind%20of%20FLIRT%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What Kind of FLIRT are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/M/memoryanddream/1052443888_dark-mother.gif" border="0" alt="The Dark Mother"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You are the Dark Mother. Beautiful, dark,&lt;br&gt;protecting, you are the grace of the night. You&lt;br&gt;keep safe the newly turned and guide them&lt;br&gt;through their first dark days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/memoryanddream/quizzes/What%20Fictional%20Vampire%20Archtype%20are%20You%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What Fictional Vampire Archtype are You?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3629396-95816175?l=funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/95816175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/95816175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com/2003_06_15_archive.html#95816175' title=''/><author><name>Lorelei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05745151005849109129</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3629396.post-95777983</id><published>2003-06-17T20:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-17T20:48:30.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The Merciless Child&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="-1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/ColdTuesday/quizzes/What%20sign%20of%20the%20Black%20Zodiac%20are%20you%3F/"&gt;What sign of the Black Zodiac are you?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Waii?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/C/ColdTuesday/1055524003_protection.JPG" border="0" alt="Protection"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Angel of Protection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/ColdTuesday/quizzes/What%20kind%20of%20Angel%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What kind of Angel are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/C/ColdTuesday/1052593795_resbother2.JPG" border="0" alt="Bother"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Bother, Corey Taylor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/ColdTuesday/quizzes/Whats%20Your%20Suicide%20Ballad%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Whats Your Suicide Ballad?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/C/ColdTuesday/1052589934_esTheCause.JPG" border="0" alt="The Cause"&gt;&lt;br&gt;The Cause...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/ColdTuesday/quizzes/Whats%20your%20story%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Whats your story?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/T/trinitykills/1052781588_z3moprheus.jpg" border="0" alt="You are Morpheus-"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You are Morpheus, from "The Matrix." You&lt;br&gt;have strong faith in yourself and those around&lt;br&gt;you. A true leader, you are relentless in your&lt;br&gt;persuit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/trinitykills/quizzes/What%20Matrix%20Persona%20Are%20You%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What Matrix Persona Are You?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3629396-95777983?l=funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/95777983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/95777983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com/2003_06_15_archive.html#95777983' title=''/><author><name>Lorelei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05745151005849109129</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3629396.post-95736560</id><published>2003-06-16T18:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-16T18:30:14.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>http://www.liquidgeneration.com/images/quiz/lg-quiz-monkey.jpg&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3629396-95736560?l=funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/95736560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/95736560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com/2003_06_15_archive.html#95736560' title=''/><author><name>Lorelei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05745151005849109129</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3629396.post-95604951</id><published>2003-06-12T14:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-12T14:16:50.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/E/erin30sum41/1053542610_sinnocent2.jpg" border="0" alt="HASH(0x86e5028)"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Innocent Warrior.. Your kind and sweet to everyone.&lt;br&gt;Your pretty and arent violent. Your liked by&lt;br&gt;all people. Your a quiet person who's nice.&lt;br&gt;Your smile can get you out of any situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/erin30sum41/quizzes/What's%20your%20Warrior%20Personality%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What's your Warrior Personality?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3629396-95604951?l=funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/95604951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/95604951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com/2003_06_08_archive.html#95604951' title=''/><author><name>Lorelei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05745151005849109129</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3629396.post-95571428</id><published>2003-06-11T18:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-11T18:23:41.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/N/noillusions/1042512760_sultspilot.jpg" border="0" alt="pilot."&gt;&lt;br&gt;You are the pilot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/noillusions/quizzes/Saint%20Exupery's%20'The%20Little%20Prince'%20Quiz./"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Saint Exupery's 'The Little Prince' Quiz.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/C/Cellerikun/1038644205_Poseur.jpg" border="0" alt="... You just suck"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You are a POSEUR BADASS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, yes, you're terribly badass, aren't you,&lt;br&gt;sweetheart? Of COURSE you are! Please. The key&lt;br&gt;word in badass is "bad", honey. Isn't&lt;br&gt;there a White Mage Picnic you should be&lt;br&gt;attending?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/Cellerikun/quizzes/What%20Type%20of%20Badass%20Are%20You%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What Type of Badass Are You?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;::sniffle::&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/G/granate/1054183754_resgquatre.jpg" border="0" alt="Pilot 04, Quatre Winner"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Quatre Raberba Winner --  Your self-confidance&lt;br&gt;slips at times, but the fact that so many&lt;br&gt;others willingly place their trust and esteem&lt;br&gt;in you should show you differently.  Your&lt;br&gt;kindness and generosity makes others like you,&lt;br&gt;while your inner strength and determination&lt;br&gt;make you an excellent leader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/granate/quizzes/Gundam%20Wing%20Personality%20Quiz/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Gundam Wing Personality Quiz&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3629396-95571428?l=funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/95571428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/95571428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com/2003_06_08_archive.html#95571428' title=''/><author><name>Lorelei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05745151005849109129</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3629396.post-94811945</id><published>2003-05-23T19:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-23T19:32:54.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/G/grimmevil/1053590727_ingkitten2.jpg" border="0" alt="Raging Kitten"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You are the Raging Kitten, You look cute and&lt;br&gt;innocent on the outside, but are a mauling lion&lt;br&gt;on the inside, you show just a little of your&lt;br&gt;anger, but just enough to let people know that&lt;br&gt;they don't want to fuck with you. Intimidation&lt;br&gt;is your high point! use it wisely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/grimmevil/quizzes/What%20anger%20personality%20do%20you%20have%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What anger personality do you have?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3629396-94811945?l=funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/94811945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/94811945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com/2003_05_18_archive.html#94811945' title=''/><author><name>Lorelei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05745151005849109129</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3629396.post-94713892</id><published>2003-05-21T18:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-21T18:37:50.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay!&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/E/emilyr16/1053118836_ctureslogo.jpg" border="0" alt="You will die young, doing something daring.  Your death will be tragic.  Sorry."&gt;&lt;br&gt;Young.  Really young.  I'd say anywhere from 15-35.&lt;br&gt;But you'll go out with a bang.  You'll get in a&lt;br&gt;car accident or be shot.  You'll never have to&lt;br&gt;see yourself get old.  Sad though.  Really sad.&lt;br&gt;By the way, its common knowledge that more&lt;br&gt;people with great goals and aspirations die&lt;br&gt;young.  And if you want to die old, you'll die&lt;br&gt;young and vice versa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/emilyr16/quizzes/At%20what%20age%20will%20you%20die%3F%20/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;At what age will you die? &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3629396-94713892?l=funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/94713892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/94713892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com/2003_05_18_archive.html#94713892' title=''/><author><name>Lorelei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05745151005849109129</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3629396.post-94713688</id><published>2003-05-21T18:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-21T18:32:17.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Your more than just a pretty face.. your&lt;br&gt;intelligent too! You see beauty in all things..&lt;br&gt;especially ugly beasts with tempers who have&lt;br&gt;curses on them, but don't worry he's secretly a&lt;br&gt;prince!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="-1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/beatlegirl83/quizzes/Which%20hot%20female%20cartoon%20character%20are%20you%3F/"&gt;Which hot female cartoon character are you?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3629396-94713688?l=funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/94713688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/94713688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com/2003_05_18_archive.html#94713688' title=''/><author><name>Lorelei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05745151005849109129</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3629396.post-94713175</id><published>2003-05-21T18:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-21T18:16:45.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/F/FoxyA/1053392578_liberty-35.jpg" border="0" alt="HASH(0x871809c)"&gt;&lt;br&gt;YOU LOVE SICK PENGUIN!&lt;br /&gt;You're so loving!&lt;br /&gt;Your a good penguin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/FoxyA/quizzes/What%20Penguin%20Are%20YOU!%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What Penguin Are YOU!?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3629396-94713175?l=funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/94713175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/94713175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com/2003_05_18_archive.html#94713175' title=''/><author><name>Lorelei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05745151005849109129</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3629396.post-94713166</id><published>2003-05-21T18:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-21T18:16:36.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/F/FoxyA/1053392578_liberty-35.jpg" border="0" alt="HASH(0x871809c)"&gt;&lt;br&gt;YOU LOVE SICK PENGUIN!&lt;br /&gt;You're so loving!&lt;br /&gt;Your a good penguin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/FoxyA/quizzes/What%20Penguin%20Are%20YOU!%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What Penguin Are YOU!?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3629396-94713166?l=funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/94713166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/94713166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com/2003_05_18_archive.html#94713166' title=''/><author><name>Lorelei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05745151005849109129</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3629396.post-94152118</id><published>2003-05-11T08:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-11T08:51:45.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/1032228909_DpicsRisolt.jpg" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;br&gt;You are Isolt, a former princess of Ireland.  Isolt&lt;br&gt;was known for her imense healing powers.  She&lt;br&gt;had strong ethics, putting duty before love or&lt;br&gt;love before herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/NimueMage/quizzes/Which%20Lady%20of%20Camelot%20Are%20You%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which Lady of Camelot Are You?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/N/NimueMage/1036196543_picsrlimbo.JPG" border="0" alt="1st"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Circle 1, Limbo&lt;br /&gt;Congradulations you didn't do anything wrong in&lt;br&gt;life with the exception of not getting&lt;br&gt;baptised, bummer.  The rest of eternity will be&lt;br&gt;boring for you since you have to spend it in&lt;br&gt;the eternal waiting room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/NimueMage/quizzes/Which%20Circle%20of%20Hell%20Are%20You%20Going%20To%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which Circle of Hell Are You Going To?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/N/NimueMage/1049015085_cshdefense.JPG" border="0" alt="dark arts"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You excel at Defense Against the Dark Arts.  Which&lt;br&gt;is really good because who knows when you'll&lt;br&gt;run into that disgruntle troll or banshee going&lt;br&gt;through menopause.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/NimueMage/quizzes/Which%20Class%20at%20Hogwarts%20Would%20You%20Excel%20at%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which Class at Hogwarts Would You Excel at?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/B/bloodandpurity/1040285528_illanormal.JPG" border="0" alt="You Have Normal Coping Skills"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You are normal.  Lucky little you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/bloodandpurity/quizzes/What%20Self-Mutilation%20Are%20You%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What Self-Mutilation Are You?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/M/mullfro/1052662814_quizJulius.JPG" border="0" alt="julius"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Julius&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/mullfro/quizzes/Which%20Paul%20Frank%20character%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which Paul Frank character are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piggy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="-1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/britto/quizzes/What%20keychain%20are%20you%3F/"&gt;What keychain are you?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3629396-94152118?l=funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/94152118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/94152118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com/2003_05_11_archive.html#94152118' title=''/><author><name>Lorelei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05745151005849109129</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3629396.post-94128719</id><published>2003-05-10T19:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-10T19:09:58.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/E/Ebony173/1052192913_CMyDocumentsgemini.gif" border="0" alt="gemini"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You should be a Gemini, Productive, articulate,&lt;br&gt;intelligent, curious, persuasive, witty, young,&lt;br&gt;clever, cheerful, explorer, smooth, smart,&lt;br&gt;convincing, amusing, gregarious, ingenious, but&lt;br&gt;can be obstinate, can talk too much, tense,&lt;br&gt;cunning, fickle, shallow, inconsistent,&lt;br&gt;superficial, irritating and irritable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/Ebony173/quizzes/~*What%20is%20your%20TRUE%20Zodica%20sign%3F*~/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;~*What is your TRUE Zodica sign?*~&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;::sniffsniff::&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/C/Cycophant/1034644329_turesjapan.gif" border="0" alt="Japan"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Japan&lt;/b&gt; -&lt;br /&gt;Viewed as the technological powerhouse of the 21st&lt;br&gt;Century, it has lived a reletively solemn and&lt;br&gt;singular history.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Positives:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Technologically Advanced.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Economic Superpower.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Healthy Populace.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Negatives:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Small.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isolated and Sometimes Ignored.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unlucky with Disasters.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/Cycophant/quizzes/Which%20Country%20of%20the%20World%20are%20You%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which Country of the World are You?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/EmrysWolf/quizzes/What%20Is%20Your%20Animal%20Personality%3F/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/E/EmrysWolf/1043740625_alitycrow2.gif" border="0" alt="Crow"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What Is Your Animal Personality?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/S/SenoritaPequita/1039244984_-06bubbles.gif" border="0" alt="Bubbles!"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You're Bubbles! Extremely sensitive, most people&lt;br&gt;find you as a dumb as a rock but equally&lt;br&gt;charming...and unicorns!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/SenoritaPequita/quizzes/which%20Powerpuff%20Girls%20character%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;which Powerpuff Girls character are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;::sniff::&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/L/Lorac/1034605804_esdelirium.jpg" border="0" alt="Delirium, the youngest of The Endless, you are the keeper of insanity, delusion and everything else that's just plain crazy. You make about as much sense as fish and telephone flavored ic"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Delirium, the youngest of The Endless, you are the&lt;br&gt;keeper of insanity, delusion and everything&lt;br&gt;else that's just plain crazy. You make about as&lt;br&gt;much sense as fish and telephone flavored ice&lt;br&gt;cream. You are truly your own person, and the&lt;br&gt;fact that your eyes don't match, your hair is&lt;br&gt;three different colors, and you have a floating&lt;br&gt;fish following you doesn't bother you any. You&lt;br&gt;have a truly unique perspective on the world,&lt;br&gt;and no one else knows what to think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/Lorac/quizzes/Which%20Endless%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which Endless are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3629396-94128719?l=funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/94128719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/94128719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com/2003_05_04_archive.html#94128719' title=''/><author><name>Lorelei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05745151005849109129</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3629396.post-94082489</id><published>2003-05-09T17:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-09T17:57:38.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/L/lilwashu/1052161224_sCCSPurple.jpg" border="0" alt="Purple"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You Are Purple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/lilwashu/quizzes/(((~*~What%20Personality%20Color%20Are%20You%3F~*~)))/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;(((~*~What Personality Color Are You?~*~)))&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/vanessalynn/quizzes/My%20Inner%20Age/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/V/vanessalynn/1045218131_innerage12.jpg" border="0" alt="I am a cool 12 years old Jealous???"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;My Inner Age&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3629396-94082489?l=funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/94082489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/94082489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com/2003_05_04_archive.html#94082489' title=''/><author><name>Lorelei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05745151005849109129</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3629396.post-92123424</id><published>2003-04-06T20:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-06T20:13:25.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://guru.theotaku.com/animevampire/yui.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="verdana"&gt;&lt;a href="http://guru.theotaku.com/animevampire/animevampire.shtml" target="_blank"&gt;What Anime Vampire Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://guru.theotaku.com/dragonhalfcharacter/mink.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="verdana"&gt;&lt;a href="http://guru.theotaku.com/dragonhalfcharacter/dragonhalf.shtml" target="_blank"&gt;What Dragon-Half Character Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://guru.theotaku.com/inuyashavillain/yura.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="verdana"&gt;&lt;a href="http://guru.theotaku.com/inuyashavillain/villain.shtml" target="_blank"&gt;What Inuyasha Villain Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://guru.theotaku.com/dbgirl/chichi.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="verdana"&gt;&lt;a href="http://guru.theotaku.com/dbgirl/dbgirl.shtml" target="_blank"&gt;What DragonBall Girl Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://guru.theotaku.com/magirl/tail.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="verdana"&gt;&lt;a href="http://guru.theotaku.com/magirl/magirl.shtml" target="_blank"&gt;What Magical Girl Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3629396-92123424?l=funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/92123424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/92123424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com/2003_04_06_archive.html#92123424' title=''/><author><name>Lorelei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05745151005849109129</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3629396.post-91618557</id><published>2003-03-29T13:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-29T13:24:48.903-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You're a cherubim. You are a muse of sorts. Singing&lt;br&gt;songs of the gods and goddesses with great&lt;br&gt;fervor. You enjoy expressing yourself. Most of&lt;br&gt;the time, you appear as an abstract symbol of&lt;br&gt;some sort.NOT SOME FAT BABY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="-1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/Ahavah/quizzes/What%20kind%20of%20angel%20are%20you%3F/"&gt;What kind of angel are you?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone seems to think I'm *short* ::sniffle::&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/A/Ahavah/1047529896_eskitsune2.gif" border="0" alt="HASH(0x8700954)"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Congratulations! You're a kitsune baby!!! Wily,&lt;br&gt;cunning, seductive, vampiric, femenine, and&lt;br&gt;possibly gay (yay!)... There are a thousand&lt;br&gt;adjectives we could use to describe this&lt;br&gt;sexy/furry critter. Kitsune are some of the&lt;br&gt;more powerful spirits out there, and you're one&lt;br&gt;of 'em! (At least figuratively). These&lt;br&gt;shapeshifting spirits love to cast illusions on&lt;br&gt;weary humans and love seducing those big burly&lt;br&gt;samurai and emperors into doing whatever it is&lt;br&gt;they want. Go you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/Ahavah/quizzes/What%20Japanese%20Creature%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What Japanese Creature are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Waii! Kitsune! Just call me Byakko, hun ^.^ &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/L/ladyoftheforest/1043074359_esJuliette.jpg" border="0" alt="naive and a dreamer"&gt;&lt;br&gt;The Shakespearen Beauty-&lt;br /&gt;Description: naive, romantic, and a dreamer&lt;br /&gt;Guys you fall for: Romantics and young, good-&lt;br&gt;looking men&lt;br /&gt;Corresponding Color: Purple&lt;br /&gt;Corresponding Number: 9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/ladyoftheforest/quizzes/What%20kind%20of%20Beauty%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What kind of Beauty are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3629396-91618557?l=funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/91618557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/91618557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com/2003_03_23_archive.html#91618557' title=''/><author><name>Lorelei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05745151005849109129</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3629396.post-91614432</id><published>2003-03-29T11:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-29T11:37:15.653-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/M/mangacatgirl/1035251820_CKittysImagestchibi.JPG" border="0" alt="Chibi"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You're A Chibi (Midget/Super Deformed)!&lt;br /&gt;You bounce around like a little rubber ball!  You&lt;br&gt;are cute and make dramatic expressions.  You&lt;br&gt;are short and full of energy.  Go you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/mangacatgirl/quizzes/What%20Type%20Of%20Anime%20Character%20Are%20You%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What Type Of Anime Character Are You?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/M/mangacatgirl/1037921102_CKittysImagesdrhappy.JPG" border="0" alt="Happy"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Happy Drunkard!&lt;br /&gt;You love having a good time!  And alcohol just&lt;br&gt;makes everything WAY more fun!  But for&lt;br&gt;goodness sake, keep your CLOTHES ON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/mangacatgirl/quizzes/What%20type%20of%20Drunkard%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What type of Drunkard are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3629396-91614432?l=funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/91614432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/91614432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com/2003_03_23_archive.html#91614432' title=''/><author><name>Lorelei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05745151005849109129</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3629396.post-91555287</id><published>2003-03-28T09:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-28T09:01:32.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/B/Blackyluver/1034717803_hitedragon.gif" border="0" alt="white dragon"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You are an Air Dragon. Air Dragons live and fly&lt;br&gt;among the clouds. When in need of a rest, has&lt;br&gt;the power to make clouds strong enough to hold&lt;br&gt;its weight. Has the power to control the winds.&lt;br&gt;White with a tint of blue or purple in color.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/Blackyluver/quizzes/What%20kind%20of%20Dragon%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What kind of Dragon are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/T/TempestStarion/1035459307_lverDragon.jpg" border="0" alt="You are very kind and helpful. You will assist a good person if their need is genuine. You are not picky about friends as such you tend to have many friends."&gt;&lt;br&gt;You are a Silver Dragon.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very kind and helpful. You will assist a&lt;br&gt;good person if their need is genuine. You are&lt;br&gt;not picky about friends as such you tend to&lt;br&gt;have many friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/TempestStarion/quizzes/What%20Kind%20Of%20Dragon%20Are%20You%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What Kind Of Dragon Are You?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3629396-91555287?l=funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/91555287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/91555287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com/2003_03_23_archive.html#91555287' title=''/><author><name>Lorelei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05745151005849109129</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3629396.post-91327688</id><published>2003-03-24T21:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-24T21:23:51.060-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/G/ghettokitty/1047298340_squizchild.jpg" border="0" alt="HASH(0x84b4bcc)"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You are a child's kiss.  Completely sweet and&lt;br&gt;innocent and pure. You mean no harm and only&lt;br&gt;love in your sweet kisses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/ghettokitty/quizzes/What%20kind%20of%20kiss%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What kind of kiss are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/V/vinacross/1045376560_tuffLoving.gif" border="0" alt="Loving"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You're the loving smile,the one that is entirely&lt;br&gt;devoted to others,especially that one&lt;br&gt;person.You really can't get them out of your&lt;br&gt;head,but then,you don't really want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/vinacross/quizzes/What%20Kind%20of%20Smile%20are%20You%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What Kind of Smile are You?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/B/blackcat000/1044139244_ink_result.jpg" border="0" alt="I see the world in Pink"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Pink:&lt;br /&gt;You see the world in bright pink. The world is a&lt;br&gt;happy, happy place! You love all people and&lt;br&gt;things!! Life is great! You're just like a&lt;br&gt;happy child. Spread the cheer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;*this quiz was made by &lt;a&lt;br&gt;href="http://www.uinmind.com/sara"&gt;&lt;B&gt;Sara&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/blackcat000/quizzes/What%20color%20do%20you%20see%20the%20world%20in%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What color do you see the world in?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/V/vinacross/1041991326_fPerfectGF.gif" border="0" alt="You're Perfect ^^"&gt;&lt;br&gt;-Perfect- You're the perfect girlfriend. Which&lt;br&gt;means you're rare or that you cheated :P You're&lt;br&gt;the kind of chick that can hang out with your&lt;br&gt;boyfriend's friends and be silly. You don't&lt;br&gt;care about presents or about going to fancy&lt;br&gt;placed. Hell, just hang out. You're just happy&lt;br&gt;being around your boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/vinacross/quizzes/What%20Kind%20of%20Girlfriend%20Are%20You%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What Kind of Girlfriend Are You?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/M/madpiratejenny/1036300723_yfulresult.jpg" border="0" alt="playful"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Playful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/madpiratejenny/quizzes/What's%20your%20sexual%20appeal%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What's your sexual appeal?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;why do people take these tests? and why do I have to see what I would get? cause i'm a loser ^.^;;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/Y/yourgoodfriend/1041833830_ndthatssad.gif" border="0" alt="you suck, and that's sad"&gt;&lt;br&gt;you are the "you suck, and that's sad"&lt;br&gt;happy bunny. your truthful, but can be a bit&lt;br&gt;brutal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/yourgoodfriend/quizzes/which%20happy%20bunny%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;which happy bunny are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Waiii! happy bunny!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/G/gloomfairie/1046210011_Marybell1.gif" border="0" alt="You are Mary Bell."&gt;&lt;br&gt;You are Mary Bell. At the ripe old age of 10 you&lt;br&gt;strangled a neighbor boy, afterwhich you carved&lt;br&gt;your initals into his skin. At his funreal you&lt;br&gt;laughed. Your next victim was a 3 year old. You&lt;br&gt;pushed him off the roof, resulting in a broken&lt;br&gt;skull. After he was found you went to his&lt;br&gt;mothers house and asked to see him, she replied&lt;br&gt;tha t he was dead. You smiled brightly and said&lt;br&gt;'Oh, I know he's dead. I wanted to see him in&lt;br&gt;his coffin."&lt;br /&gt;You horrid little girl you.&lt;br /&gt;-smacks your hand-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/gloomfairie/quizzes/Which%20Imfamous%20criminal%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which Imfamous criminal are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3629396-91327688?l=funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/91327688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/91327688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com/2003_03_23_archive.html#91327688' title=''/><author><name>Lorelei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05745151005849109129</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3629396.post-90368780</id><published>2003-03-08T12:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-08T12:54:46.653-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/S/ScarletPriest/1044939400_unen-Kamui.jpg" border="0" alt="Kamui"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Kamui from X,1999&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/ScarletPriest/quizzes/Who's%20Your%20Dream%20Bishounen%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Who's Your Dream Bishounen?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I was thinking more along the lines of Wu-bear, but, Kamui is kawaii, also ^.^&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/M/mutageneticist/1045972073_EVELOPMENT.GIF" border="0" alt="development"&gt;&lt;br&gt;development&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/mutageneticist/quizzes/%20WHAT%20IS%20YOUR%20STATE%20OF%20LIFE%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt; WHAT IS YOUR STATE OF LIFE?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;..okay?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/T/tickified/1046002597_ktoppiglet.JPG" border="0" alt="Piglet"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Piglet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/tickified/quizzes/What%20Winnie%20the%20Pooh%20character%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What Winnie the Pooh character are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;wai!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/J/jakapak/1046151044_Picturesoj.jpg" border="0" alt="HASH(0x838658c)"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Much like &lt;b&gt;Orange Juice&lt;/b&gt;, you are so good for&lt;br&gt;people. So much that your excess pulp may be&lt;br&gt;too much for them to handle. Everybody loves&lt;br&gt;you anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/jakapak/quizzes/Which%20breakfast%20food%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which breakfast food are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;yum!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3629396-90368780?l=funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/90368780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/90368780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com/2003_03_02_archive.html#90368780' title=''/><author><name>Lorelei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05745151005849109129</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3629396.post-89687997</id><published>2003-02-24T19:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-24T19:43:27.840-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/L/londonbelow/1038911106_rraverbear.jpg" border="0" alt="Raver Bear"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Raver Bear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/londonbelow/quizzes/Which%20Dysfunctional%20Care%20Bear%20Are%20You%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which Dysfunctional Care Bear Are You?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;~Yay! Yellow~&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/T/teffie/1036281989_CStephanieswearfuck.gif" border="0" alt="fuck"&gt;&lt;br&gt;your fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/teffie/quizzes/What%20swear%20word%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What swear word are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;~..Violent?~&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3629396-89687997?l=funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/89687997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/89687997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com/2003_02_23_archive.html#89687997' title=''/><author><name>Lorelei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05745151005849109129</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3629396.post-89466270</id><published>2003-02-20T17:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-20T17:02:54.316-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table align=center width=300 cellpadding=2 cellspacing=0 border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=top&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.sithlyewok.com/blake/personality/edward.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vampires may call Anita the executioner, but all creatures call you Death. You stopped hunting humans because they were "too easy". You have an apparent lack of morales, and might even be considered one of the monsters. You blend in perfectly with your surroundings, which makes you one scary sonofabitch.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.selectsmart.com/FREE/select.php?client=anitablake"&gt;Which Anita Blake Character Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3629396-89466270?l=funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/89466270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/89466270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com/2003_02_16_archive.html#89466270' title=''/><author><name>Lorelei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05745151005849109129</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3629396.post-88290585</id><published>2003-01-30T14:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-30T14:14:19.566-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Hello yet again, friends and such ^.^ How are you all? Fine, I hope. Wow, that sounded almost exactly like how I start of my letters (Heaven let you light shine down!) Anyways, I know I haven't posted in...forever ::sob:: please don't hate me! (I really want some applejuice...) Alot has happened lately, and I feel I should inform you of it, since the only purpose of this Blog is to let everyone who feels like it read my thoughts and opinions and subjects that probably only concern me.(O no! I've got a paper due tomorrow! ::gasp::) I'll actually try to divide it into some semblence of order, seeing as how most all posts in the past have been an English teacher's worst nightmare, but I claim no responsibility if this is full of typos and what-have-you. (And if you should go crazy from the following passages, I advise you to see the proper help. Thanks!)&lt;/i&gt;     First of all, I feel I should tell you what happened Saturday at the Drill Meet. Our school was competing in thhree events. That is, Unarmed squad, Female Colorgaurd and Mixed Colorgaurd. Kristy and I were in two out of the three events, but by the end of the day, somehow, we had been in all three events, where people who had only two events were in one, and those in one event were not in any. This hapened because many people did not show up. One such person was supposed to be in the all Female colorgaurd. She got sick the night previous, and spent the entire night heaving her guts into the sink or toilet. The problem was that she had practiced as the rifleman all of the times the Female colorgaurd practiced except once, so her replacement had only one practice previous to stepping into the position. We managed to pull the practice count up to twice before actually going out on the pad. Now, I'm going to be objective (::gasp::) We could have done alot better. For one, we could have tried not to have talked while doing the casing and uncasing. We coulda staid in step, and learned certain moves better. What I like to dwell on is what *I* myself coulda done better. I messed up, and executed 'eyes right' a few moments to soon. got docked 5 or 10 points. For having only two practices we did really good.The male colorgaurd was better, but we didn't get but 184 (out of 250, and girls got 187). The squad forgot to do 13 commands, and our commander was really nervous, but otherwise we did really good (I think, anyway) In Mixed colorgaurd we came in 4th place. (Yay!)&lt;br /&gt;  I think 'To kill a mocking bird' is a really good book. It's in-depth and not as opininated as some stuff I've read. WoT has gotten me addicted, and I can't wait till the next Anita Blake book comes out!!!! (March the 4th, here we come!!!) &lt;br /&gt;  Well, I suppose I'll go and stuff myself. Ttyl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3629396-88290585?l=funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/88290585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/88290585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com/2003_01_26_archive.html#88290585' title=''/><author><name>Lorelei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05745151005849109129</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3629396.post-87935717</id><published>2003-01-23T19:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-23T19:31:05.470-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Hey everyone! I feel like talking, so talk I shall! My friend advise that I put my thoughts in my blog, so we could carry on a semi-coherent conversation, so I agreed. I Was thinking, earlier, on Maslow. He's the man who has the pyrimad of needs, at the bottom being Physiological needs (such as Food, Clothing, etc) and Self-actualization, or realizing your full potential at the top. You can only achieve the next level if all the previous levels are filled, and if one suddenly dissappears, you revert back to that stage to fix it and then carry on. Say a College Professor loses his job and his house. His entire behavioural pattern will change until he regains his Phsyialogical base. Man, I want to be a recognized theorist. I have a theory already, that people need oxygen to survive, and that it's an automatic reflex learned at Birth'. This is also known as the 'DUH theory'. But thats not all. What about Life Insurance? Isn't that like... Oxymoronic and False Advertisment? You have to die, so it isn't INSURING you LIFE. And such. Blarg.  &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/SpazMatazz/quizzes/What%20element%20would%20you%20rein%20over%3F%20(For%20Girls)/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/S/SpazMatazz/1042697582_swindgddss.jpg" border="0" alt="Goddess%20of%20Wind"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What element would you rein over? (For Girls)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3629396-87935717?l=funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/87935717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/87935717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com/2003_01_19_archive.html#87935717' title=''/><author><name>Lorelei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05745151005849109129</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3629396.post-87195567</id><published>2003-01-09T18:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-09T18:10:51.883-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Hello, everybody ^.^ How've you been? Well, I hope ^.^ Today was the second day of school. I had muchly fun... I think. I know I had fun seeing my friends again, and it was fun just hanging out.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't get to see many of my friends yesterday because I was busy trying to catch up on my class-mates christmas holidays. I'm sure that sounds absolutely horrid of me, Like I value those people more than my other friends, but thats not true. I have to sit with those people in class, and I've found that if you seem to distance yourself you could become subject to cold glares and being left out of conversations ~during class. So, I try to keep everything nice and smooth with people in my classes. &lt;br /&gt;But that's all beside the point. Chris wore a camo shirt the other day ::giggle:: and Ej wore some really nifty goggles today ^.^ I want goggles. I think Cody doesn't like me anymore because he's in my third period class but he wont sit at a table with me and my friends. Maybe he's just exceptionally shy? I know I am.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I can't put into words what I wanted to say, and I just got really tired. I'll talk to you all later&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3629396-87195567?l=funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/87195567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/87195567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com/2003_01_05_archive.html#87195567' title=''/><author><name>Lorelei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05745151005849109129</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3629396.post-86907376</id><published>2003-01-03T20:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-03T20:31:49.053-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Waaiiii! I am finally home!&lt;br /&gt;            I surprise myself in saying 'home', because, until just recently, I've never thought of Florida as my 'home'. Nay, 'home' was the warmth of Texas, the everpresent sticker-burs clinging to the socks of unwary passer-bys, the constant threat of stepping on a number of scary creepy crawlies, or perhapse a cacti. I know I'll always enjoy the memory of the dry-breeze of Texas, the huffing and puffing under the cool shade of the willow tree after running laps in the Bario, and the romping in the woods hoping and praying that the next bend wont bring you face to face with your worst nightmare, and that if it does that you're daddy and momma can get to you fast enough with a gun big enough.But It'll never compare to the cool quitness of just laying on the sand road and soaking up the calmness from the earth, or going to sleep with a symphony of frogs, as compared to Coyotes, and knowing the secret places of the swamps and backwoods. &lt;br /&gt;            Now, I'm not saying that Florida is better than Texas. I actually like both pretty well, but I perfer Texas because that's my comfort zone. I guess. I really don't know anymore.&lt;br /&gt;           I've got a theory relating Cacti to quick-time space (the time period in which everything seems to spead up. (Think of it as 85mph zone) and the real time zone, in which we humans inhabit. I think Cacti are really super-smart genius...plants. Yeah. They inhabit real-time space, with the rest of us mortals, but when an unsuspecting huminoid-type mortal comes along, *bamm* the super-smart genius plant leaps into action. They must have a time machine in their gelatinous inner stuffings (Which is also edible, if you should find yourself lost in a desert surrounded by cacti) because they can leap from real-time to quick-time space in a matter of seconds. So what happens is, you're walking along 'la de da de...' singing to yourself 'la de da de...' and Uh OH! You see a cacti, in the way of your very next step! you can't reverse the step, you'll fall over, and you can't re direct it, you'll look absolutely ridicoulous, and then what would those people behind you say? so you end up smashing toe-first into an evil super-smart genius that also happens to vegitate on a pretty much regular basis (Read: all it's life.) Well, the reason may seem simple enough 'O, she was to busy studying the peoples around her, so she didn't see the mean evil super-smart cacti looming in her path'. But what actually happened, my friend, is that the mean evil super-smart cacti actually used their gelatinous insides~which double as both food and a time machine- to transport to a time before you came, say...a few seconds. They then redirected their energy to quick-time space so that the first look you get of the cactus, and the mental measures you take add up and you don't feel the need to look any more, but using quick time space they flung themselves 40 years or so into the future in which time the plate on which the cacti is sitting on has moved slightly- but large enough to throw your measures to the dust, and you get bit by the mean evil super-smart cacti. Why, you ask? Because, Cacti are mean ecil super-smart...cacti. yeah. I don't know. But it all adds up, right?&lt;br /&gt;                   And now, to a topic that has little to no refrence to Florida, Texas, or mean evil super-smart cacti. I'm tired of people saying 'o, she's a teenager, she plays those violent games, if she's violent then it's the game's fault' Yeah, right. If I'm violent it's because I don't like you. End of story, no hemming or hawing. But about those video games. Yeah, they may be violent, and I agree, some are exceptionally violent (Waii!), but like... yeah? I mean, why blame those violent video games on us? (heh. we gt blammed with both- the violent video games and the violence IRL. Guess adults must have their illusions and visions of grandeur, ne?) We are only the people who play the games- what about the people who make those violent video games? those are the people from the last generation, ja know. Probably some of the classmates of the same people saying that all video games are bad, and that violence is naughty. &lt;br /&gt; Well, That all came out jumbled and confused. If you got anything, yay. if not, yay. Goonight ^.^&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3629396-86907376?l=funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/86907376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/86907376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com/2002_12_29_archive.html#86907376' title=''/><author><name>Lorelei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05745151005849109129</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3629396.post-86646561</id><published>2002-12-28T20:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-12-28T20:15:57.236-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello everybody ^.^ I've been considerably naughty, not posting in like..forever? Sorry, everybody. I've hardly been online lately, and when I have been on it was doing stuff that was alot more pressing. Usually I would write "I was tending to some more pressing matters, please forgive my absence from posting" But there's a reason I wrote like I did. Because I feel like it. G. Dawg. Hip Hop. Notorious B.I.G (Rest in peace) Anyways, I have alot to talk about and so little concious banter to actually say anything. I am currently sitting in a living room, facing an open window and the comp, surrounded on the left by an open window. (To the right is a cozy little fire that is currently toasting me nicely) So I'm pretty much on egde (Slightly nictophobic. But I'm getting over it) But that's not the point. Not a point at all actually. I would like to keep up an intellectual debate bringing out brilliant points that only the geniuses and poets of the time might understand.But since I'm not very intellegint  I'm just going to rant and rave. Please sit back, relax and keep all jaws in the upright position.&lt;br /&gt;  I've decided to go after my cheese (Read "Who Moved my Cheese?!").The cheese I've been waiting for never showed up, and it just sucks to be stood up by inatimate food-stuffs, no matter how nummy they are.&lt;br /&gt;  I've also decided, no, excuse me, realized that no matter how much you wish otherwise, you can't take hurt away, can't stop words or erase them, and you can only influence your friends depending on how much they love you. Let me give an example. The following example is copyright of someone, I'm sure, cause nothing is original anymore. And since I'm not making any money off of it, nobody can sue me. Yippy Skippy. Names have been changed to protect the innocent (how few are left) and no animals were harmed in the making. &lt;br /&gt;   Take Bill and Susan. They are both close friends of mine. They get into a knock-down drag-out fight one day, and wont speak to each other for days after wards. I talk to Susan, who loves my minutely. She agreesm grugingly, that Bill is a good friend of hers, also, but no, she wont be hid friend again. Why? Because her pride will be hurt. She may say it's all about betrayal, and what-have you, but it's just an excuse. Excuses always, you know? Anyways, I talk to Bill, who loves me considerably more that Susan. He agrees "Yeah, we're friends, it was a stupid fight, I would like to be Susans friend, but I dun know how to get about to it."&lt;br /&gt;So, you can see, you can only admit to your nearest and dearest what you truly feel. I mean, it's still hard then, but only when you feel you trust someone- trust is synonomouse with 'love' - that you can admit things to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, in conclusion, I've decided a whole mess of things. Just don't remember half of it. Maybe If I remember later I'll tell you? Well, ciao. buhbye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3629396-86646561?l=funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/86646561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/86646561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com/2002_12_22_archive.html#86646561' title=''/><author><name>Lorelei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05745151005849109129</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3629396.post-85460303</id><published>2002-12-03T18:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-12-03T18:59:43.370-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/Lorac/quizzes/Which%20Ultimate%20Beautiful%20Woman%20are%20You%3F/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/L/Lorac/1035590881_ktophidden.jpg" border="0" alt="Hidden%20Beauty"&gt;&lt;br&gt; 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&lt;font size="-1"&gt;A different quiz, what strange type of person are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/SighImKefka/quizzes/Which%20of%20the%20Final%20Fantasy%208%20charatcers%20are%20you%20most%20like%3F/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/1033687005_sffselphie.jpg" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which of the Final Fantasy 8 charatcers are you most like?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3629396-85460303?l=funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/85460303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/85460303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#85460303' title=''/><author><name>Lorelei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05745151005849109129</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3629396.post-85234152</id><published>2002-11-28T18:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-28T18:07:03.630-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.hinamegami.com/q_angels.php" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.hinamegami.com/quiz/angels/kurai.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What Angel Sanctuary Character are you?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waaaii ^.^&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mutedfaith.com/quiz/qz4.htm" target="new"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.mutedfaith.com/images/water.jpg" border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mutedfaith.com/quiz/qz4.htm" target="new"&gt;find your element&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at &lt;a href="http://www.mutedfaith.com" target="new"&gt;mutedfaith.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/labile"&gt;&lt;º&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Waai?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mutedfaith.com/quiz/q3.htm" target="new"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.mutedfaith.com/images/shape.jpg" border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mutedfaith.com/quiz/q3.htm" target="new"&gt;Find your Role-Playing&lt;br /&gt;Stereotype&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.mutedfaith.com" target="new"&gt;mutedfaith.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/labile"&gt;[Angel.]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;::sniffle::&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mutedfaith.com/quiz/q2.htm" target="new"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.mutedfaith.com/images/goodfriend.jpg" border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take the &lt;a href="http://www.mutedfaith.com/quiz/q2.htm" target="new"&gt;What Type of Friend are&lt;br /&gt;You?&lt;/a&gt; quiz, and visit &lt;a href="http://www.mutedfaith.com" target="new"&gt;mutedfaith.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/labile"&gt;[Me.]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;::Gickle:: Yay!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mutedfaith.com/quiz/q1.htm" target="new"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.mutedfaith.com/images/christ.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take the &lt;a href="http://www.mutedfaith.com/quiz/q1.htm" target="new"&gt;What High School&lt;br /&gt;Stereotype Are You?&lt;/a&gt; quiz, by &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/labile"&gt;Angel&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Huh???&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3629396-85234152?l=funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/85234152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/85234152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com/2002_11_24_archive.html#85234152' title=''/><author><name>Lorelei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05745151005849109129</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3629396.post-85082864</id><published>2002-11-25T17:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-25T17:20:15.906-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mutedfaith.com/quiz/vq.htm" target="new"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.mutedfaith.com/images/sev.jpg" border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mutedfaith.com/quiz/vq.htm" target="new"&gt;What Type of Villain are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mutedfaith.com" target="new"&gt;mutedfaith.com&lt;/a&gt; / &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/labile"&gt;&lt;º&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;l&lt;i&gt;ook! look!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3629396-85082864?l=funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/85082864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/85082864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com/2002_11_24_archive.html#85082864' title=''/><author><name>Lorelei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05745151005849109129</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3629396.post-84332158</id><published>2002-11-10T14:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-10T14:51:28.683-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;To tell the truth&lt;br /&gt;A far fetched lie&lt;br /&gt;seems the better yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I know to live then die&lt;br /&gt;With this untold&lt;br /&gt;I will regret&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel my heart&lt;br /&gt;It settles now,&lt;br /&gt;I feel my soul&lt;br /&gt;at rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that God up above&lt;br /&gt;Will always help,&lt;br /&gt;My needs always met&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I remember&lt;br /&gt;from long ago&lt;br /&gt;I time I felt unease&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turned and tossed&lt;br /&gt;In every dream, trapped&lt;br /&gt;Never at ease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to find myself&lt;br /&gt;Stuck again&lt;br /&gt;By that fearsome foe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I laugh &lt;br /&gt;with growing ease&lt;br /&gt;His tricks are getting old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say the more you dance&lt;br /&gt;the more you sing&lt;br /&gt;And the better you are for it all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say&lt;br /&gt;The more you dance&lt;br /&gt;The greater ease&lt;br /&gt;For defeating memories of old&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;~ A very dear friend of mine. Unfortunatley, I can't rightly say who it was ~.~ Going to go sit down and be still now. la!&lt;br /&gt;~Sami&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3629396-84332158?l=funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/84332158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/84332158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com/2002_11_10_archive.html#84332158' title=''/><author><name>Lorelei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05745151005849109129</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3629396.post-84038558</id><published>2002-11-04T19:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-04T19:13:42.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;~Hope is the thing with feathers                                                                                        &lt;br /&gt;That perches in the soul                                                                                                      &lt;br /&gt;And sings the tune without the words                                                                                   &lt;br /&gt;And never stops at all             &lt;br /&gt;                                                          &lt;br /&gt;And sweetest in the gale is heard&lt;br /&gt;and sore must be the storms&lt;br /&gt;The could abash the little birds&lt;br /&gt;That kept so many warm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've heard it in the chillest land&lt;br /&gt;And on the strangest sea&lt;br /&gt;Yet never, in extremity&lt;br /&gt;It asked a crumb of me~ Emily Dickinson, my mentor.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3629396-84038558?l=funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/84038558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/84038558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com/2002_11_03_archive.html#84038558' title=''/><author><name>Lorelei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05745151005849109129</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3629396.post-83975854</id><published>2002-11-03T15:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-03T15:34:36.206-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello, Everybody! I'm not feeling very people orientated right now, so I figured, If I wrote about it, maybe I could figure it out? You know, life is a very complicated matter, in a simplictic type way. We make everything to be as it is. I mean, we as in a species, not as individuals. We made the telephone, the computer, the printing press. We developed a governing body, the language we all use, the ideas cultivated in your head, it's all been done before. Everything. Nobody before our generation has never felt love, pain, hate, hurt, the whole shabang. They have felt everything we have. Although that should make us all feel very close, I can't help but feel jealous. I mean, if everything we've done has been done before, whats the point of us? We are just repeating past sins,past elations, past EVERYTHING. And Relegion. Relegion, I believe, was first made to control the masses. Think about it. the first relegions held the ruler of the city-state, country, or what have you as a 'god'. People listened to them, because supposedly they held more power. The group gatherings (much like our own church, fellow Christians) were held to herd the people, mold their minds, tell them 'If you do thus and such' or 'If you don't do this and that, you're going to go to a bad, bad place forever and ever amen.' I'm not bitter. Not in the least. It's to bad I'm not Catholic so I can get angry at the official- The pope- posting a papal bull (probably the wrong termonology for this day and age) and *lying* to the people about church.Hhmmmm..Burger King ^.^ Best modern Technological junk ever! ^.^ Anyways. Maybe I'm just sad. Or mad. Maybe I should find view of my objectives. But how can I do that? Emotions are odd. Maybe I should just leave for a while. But where? I dun wanna hurt anybody. O well, I'll figure it out. I always Do. As strong as a lion as shrewd as a fox ~.~&lt;br /&gt;~Sami&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3629396-83975854?l=funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/83975854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/83975854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com/2002_11_03_archive.html#83975854' title=''/><author><name>Lorelei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05745151005849109129</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3629396.post-83196458</id><published>2002-10-18T19:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-10-18T19:09:16.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Hey, all ^.^ Whatcha up to? I wanna tell  ya'll what happened on my Field Trip this past wednesday ^.^ It was a trip to Ft Rucker, in Dothan, Alabama ^.^ I woke up at 5:30 so that I could be at the building at 6:00 (I wanted to to make sure everyone was quite and in order so that I could get on the bus and go back to bed) I ended up sitting with a guy. He wasn't a guy I usually talk to, so I got to know him and he wasn't as enigmatic anymore. I think we have a friendship, but you never know with how these people are odd these days. Anyways, I brought a blanky and my cd's to listen to, but I couldn't get back to sleep. I mean, It's hard for me to sleep around people I dun know, and he and I hadn't started really talking yet. Anyways, on the way up, it was really loud, which was unusual cause I thought for sure that most everyone would wanna go back to bed. Anyways, someone had problems with their tummy, and kept passing gas and it wasn't at all that pleasant. We stopped to eat breakfast and I had to live up that camp motto that I was hopeing I'd never have to think about again (Eat now, taste it later). We got back on the bus, went to our first stop- a mueseum with all types of airplanes. I got to stand under a statuete that was suspended in mid-air of one of my favorite greek myths (Icarus and Daedelus) and it was kinda sad that the tour guide messed up on the beautiful but sad tale, but I didn't correct him. Anyways, I went through the mueseum and got to see alot of neato stuff, like a piece of the Red Barons cloak ^.^ And then we lined up outside and walked to a simulator. It wasn't that impressive, but I can tell it would make me nervouse if *I* ever tried to be an aviator. Then we went to lunch. It was kinda good, but it also brought up memorys best left in the past. Then we went to another simulator- on a bus. It was cold, so I shared my blanket and all that. Anyways, at this simulator we got to puh buttons ^.^ I like pushing buttons ^.^ There was this one really big shiny one I pushed ^.^ And then we were watching this show-type thing and this guy started talking to me about a fair and stuff. We went to another place and then we got back on the bus and went to the PX. The guy who had talked to me about the fair followed us to throught the PX- to the bathroom, to the girls clothes, cds, perfume aisle, and finally we got rid of him at the makeup aisle ~.~ and then  we got back on the bus and came home. A guy who sat behind me kept getting his hand in my hair and pulling, and it wascold cause a boy upfront was trying to be all macho and say he wasn't cold when everyone was freezing, so I sat in the middle (there were three of us in the seat) and I put my arms and my hair in my shirt because I was letting a couple of people borrow my blanky. Before that I tried pushing out my new friend because he wouldn't admit that my company was better, and we ended up head butting (it hurt) and we got all tired and I wanted to sleep but I was sooo cold! but anyways1 I'll talk at ya'll some more later, okie days?&lt;br /&gt;~Sami&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3629396-83196458?l=funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/83196458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/83196458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com/2002_10_13_archive.html#83196458' title=''/><author><name>Lorelei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05745151005849109129</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3629396.post-83039731</id><published>2002-10-15T17:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-10-15T17:45:44.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt; Hello, everyone ^.^ Today (wich is not tomorrow or yesterday, mind you) I have come to  startling realization. I mean, like, a world-peace-can-be-founded-on-it type realization. A realization that will make the whole effort of breathing worthwhile. UNFORTUNATLEY for everyone I know- including me- I can't remember it ~.~ So then! I can't get the fermaldihide smell out of my nose, or off of me ~.~ I feel like taking a sponge and scrubbing myself till I'm bloody ~.~ I hate Biology, really and truly. but it doesn't matter if I like the class as long as I pass it, ne? Well, I gottsta go, I have an earlier bed time cause I gotta get up early, that and my kitty's being silly ^.^ Well, ttyl! buhbye!&lt;br /&gt;~Sami&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3629396-83039731?l=funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/83039731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/83039731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com/2002_10_13_archive.html#83039731' title=''/><author><name>Lorelei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05745151005849109129</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3629396.post-82766314</id><published>2002-10-09T17:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-10-09T17:40:19.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Haven't posted in a while, ne? Well, I thought I should go out on a limb and just...talk. I mean, I usually talk, but it's not the same kinda talk. Kinda dissarming talk, you know? Well, you probably don't, but that's ok, to. My Daddy and I are Indians. Yup, surprise surprise, I'm a 'Red Peoples'. I attend pow-wow as regularly as I can, and I like to know it's History. I call God the 'Great Spirit'~I commute with him (spirit walks) I believe in gaurdian spirits, animals and angels. And It makes me sad and slightly angry when christians- people from my *own* relegion try to make my Indian Heritage out to be 'pagan' and vile, or what have you. The Great Spirit is the exact same thing as God- just a different name. We only worship one God, that is the Great Spirit. Get it straight, idiots, you know? We don't worship Coyote, Bear, Eagle, any of them as gods. They areour brothers/sisters.After all, God *DID* make all of us, or or we going to be biased about species, to? I'm sorry if this offends anyone- and if it does it's probably because their not educated enough to understand the similarities, or are only lookig for the differences (But I apologize none the less) Now, I think I'm going to go. ttyl?&lt;br /&gt;~sami&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3629396-82766314?l=funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/82766314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/82766314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com/2002_10_06_archive.html#82766314' title=''/><author><name>Lorelei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05745151005849109129</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3629396.post-82394883</id><published>2002-10-01T19:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-10-01T19:10:50.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt; Hello, everyone! How are you? I hope your fine and dandy-andy! I am! I'm a little bit confuzzled, no da. My friends dun like a boy at school. I can understand where they feel hurt for him abandoning them, I felt hurt to. But he's still a friend, right? I dun see anything wrong with him, anyways. I think I've lost a feeler. I probably should go and find it, but I dun really feel like moving from my sin at the moment, so it'll have to wait until I get a hope. On a happier note, I think piggys would be ultra-kawaii with wings ^.^ And a halos. I want to be a piggy. Then I can play in the rain, and go to bed when I want to, and eat all the chocolates I want! ^.^ I'm eville. F3ar me. Well, I'm going to go to bed now. Momma said so ^.^ Ttyl!&lt;br /&gt;~sami&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3629396-82394883?l=funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/82394883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/82394883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com/2002_09_29_archive.html#82394883' title=''/><author><name>Lorelei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05745151005849109129</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3629396.post-81528437</id><published>2002-09-12T16:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-09-12T16:40:08.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Hello~ello!! ^.^ I haven't talked with ya'll in like...forever ~.~ Gomen nasai, minna san! Things have been kinda hectic. My Aunt died the other weekend. I loved her very much. My Uncle died a while back, also. My nana has always told me and my momma that 'Deaths happen in three's'. So I'm a little worried for my family- especially Nana. She's been coughing up blood and blames it on a previous helath problem, but I think it's the smoking.I pray that she won't be the 'Big number three'. I'd perfer for it to be me than her or anyone else in my family. I love everyone so dearly, although I do beliveve T.J needs to be taught a lesson in true misery (aka Geometry). Anyways. I had to wear that stupid icky green uniform for two days in a row now ~.~ It's been terrible on my ankles. My kneehighs actually got stuck *inside* the boo-boo (again). I normally don't mind, but it took forever and a day to wobble to the kitchen and get a washrag and get the water warm and then sit there with the washrag over my ankle till the boo boo opened up again so I could pull the knee-high stuff out. ~.~ all in all it was a painful process. I found this really cool Blog with this chic who writes poetry. I like it ^.^ WEll, I have to go now. I'm going to clean so momma will be happy-appy when she gets home.&lt;br /&gt;~Sami&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3629396-81528437?l=funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/81528437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/81528437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com/2002_09_08_archive.html#81528437' title=''/><author><name>Lorelei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05745151005849109129</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3629396.post-81167394</id><published>2002-09-04T18:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-09-04T18:46:02.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Hey everyone. i'm sorry I haven't written in a while, but I guess I was busy trying to put my life to writes, not words. Anyways, enough of my difficulties. A girl at school is having problems with her brain. Be it mental (insanity) or Physical (her brain falling apart) I still feel bad for her, even if she and I rarely saw eye to eye. She will be in my prayers until she recovers, as I know she will. My momma's birthday is coming up next week and as of yet I have not a clue as to what to get her. I will see if my uncle can pick me up after school so I can go by the pharmacy and get Geomety help from Mrs. Creel. No, ontu what I really feel like saying. Do you remember, when you were just a child, how a simple hug could cure all the evils of the world? How alullaby could soothe all the pain? Nobody else remembers. I feel totally lost in a sea of my own peers. And worse, they treat me as a child. I am niaeve, I suppose. But I'm far from being a child. I think I got the best gift- and the worst. To forever be able to hide in a hall of mirrors, and to see the best of both worlds. But when one has blind in one's own soul, naught can come from it but evillness. And always with the best comes the worst. Maybe someday I'll be able to find someone who can relate? Or maybe I should just kill that half of myself that so befundles my friends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~"Goodnight my angel time to close your eyes&lt;br /&gt;And save these questions for another day.&lt;br /&gt;I think I know what you've been asking me.&lt;br /&gt;I think you know what I've been trying to say.&lt;br /&gt;I promise that I would never leave you.&lt;br /&gt;And you should always know,&lt;br /&gt;Where ever you may go, no matter where you are,&lt;br /&gt;I'll never be far away&lt;br /&gt;Good night, my angel, now it's time to sleep,&lt;br /&gt;And still so many things I want to say.&lt;br /&gt;Remember all the songs you sang for me&lt;br /&gt;When we went sailing on an emerald bay,&lt;br /&gt;And like a boat out on the ocean,&lt;br /&gt;I'm rocking you to sleeThe water is dark and deep inside this ancient hut.&lt;br /&gt;You'll always be a part of me.&lt;br /&gt; Good night, my angel, now it's time to dream.&lt;br /&gt;And dream how wonderful your life will be&lt;br /&gt;Someday your child may cry and if you sing this lullaby, &lt;br /&gt;Then in your heart there will always be a part of me.&lt;br /&gt;Someday we'll all be gone but the lullabies go on and on,&lt;br /&gt;They never die....&lt;br /&gt;That's how you and I will be." ~&lt;br /&gt;((A favored lullaby I read somewhere))&lt;br /&gt;~Sami&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3629396-81167394?l=funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/81167394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/81167394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com/2002_09_01_archive.html#81167394' title=''/><author><name>Lorelei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05745151005849109129</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3629396.post-80753362</id><published>2002-08-26T18:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-08-26T18:03:26.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>s,table width="300" border="1" &lt;br /&gt;        cellspacing="2" cellpadding="0" bgcolor="#000000" &lt;br /&gt;        height="200" bordercolor="#FFFF00"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;tr&gt; &lt;br /&gt;        &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.hinamegami.com/interact/quiz/goth/graver.gif" &lt;br /&gt;        width="250" height="150"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;font color="#CC99FF"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hinamegami.com" &lt;br /&gt;        target="_blank"&gt;&lt;font color="#FFFF00"&gt;What &lt;br /&gt;        Goth Are You?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;HELLO EVERYBODY! I is kinda depressed right now. I have somehow distanced myself from alot of my friends. Yup. It's depressing. I'm not going to go into detail. It's like a mind rape. Well, going to go tak cleansing bath and hope my bug bites go away soon ~.~ they are annoying.&lt;br /&gt;~Sami &lt;i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3629396-80753362?l=funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/80753362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/80753362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com/2002_08_25_archive.html#80753362' title=''/><author><name>Lorelei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05745151005849109129</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3629396.post-80452747</id><published>2002-08-19T17:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-08-19T17:52:33.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Hey again everyone ^.^ I woke up this morning and I was in a wonderful mood. ^.^ I don't know why, and frankly I don't care. As long as it keeps on I'll smile and be happy. ^.^ I'm sorry I've missed a few days, I've been kinda distracted. I was wondering why people like to hurt one another for no apparent reason. How anyone can get any type of enjoyment out of lieing and leading others on. I'm not getting anymore specific on my feelings for certain things for fear it will ruin my good mood. Moving ontu something productive, I like miffy ^.^ Lots and lots of miffy ^.^ Well, I'm going to cut my rant short tonight and go do something else. Talk to you later!&lt;br /&gt;~Sami&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3629396-80452747?l=funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/80452747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/80452747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com/2002_08_18_archive.html#80452747' title=''/><author><name>Lorelei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05745151005849109129</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3629396.post-80208816</id><published>2002-08-13T17:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-08-13T17:41:41.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>center&gt;&lt;a href="http://ydoc.myagora.net" target="new"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://ydoc.myagora.net/quizes/Girl/Saequiz.jpg" border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adorability!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://ydoc.myagora.net/" target="new"&gt;Find out what anime girl you are.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Looky who I am! Is that a good thing?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://ydoc.myagora.net" target="new"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" color="666666" size="0"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ydoc.myagora.net/quizes/Type/Kidquiz.jpg" border=0&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" color="666666" size="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gimme something good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://ydoc.myagora.net/" target="new"&gt;Find out what anime character cliche  you are.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.liquid2k.com/ydoc/" target="new"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;all of these say I'm...'cute'. nani?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" color="666666" size="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ydoc.myagora.net" target="new"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://ydoc.myagora.net/quizes/Animal/kitty.jpg" border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*meow*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ydoc.myagora.net" target="new"&gt;What fuzzy creature are you?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" color="666666" size="0"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;waiii! it doesn't say I'm cute!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://ydoc.myagora.net" target="new"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" color="666666" size="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://ydoc.myagora.net/quizes/Game/Lovequiz.jpg" border=0&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" color="666666" size="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adorable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://ydoc.myagora.net/" target="new"&gt;Find out what anime character cliche  you are.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.liquid2k.com/ydoc/" target="new"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;'adorable is the same as cute, ne?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://ydoc.myagora.net" target="new"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" color="666666" size="0"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ydoc.myagora.net/quizes/Villan/Celestinequiz.jpg" border=0&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" color="666666" size="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Gentleman of Villans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://ydoc.myagora.net" target="new"&gt;Find out what anime villan  you are.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.liquid2k.com/ydoc/" target="new"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;yay! I think...celestine was a P.P man, wasn't he??? Waaah!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3629396-80208816?l=funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/80208816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/80208816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com/2002_08_11_archive.html#80208816' title=''/><author><name>Lorelei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05745151005849109129</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3629396.post-80206554</id><published>2002-08-13T16:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-08-13T16:32:07.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Hey again, everybody! How is all of you people? I hope you is doing fine ^.^ I feel bad...my back hurts something fierce. I think I pulled something in my spine. But then again, I wouldn't know. I don't know anything about it, except it HURTS. ANYWAYS ^.^ Aside from the pain in my back (that has just extended to mid-back..I dun know if I'll be able to carry my back-pack tomorrow...) I'm reading a really wondiferous book entitled....'The WAYFARER REDEMTION' it's very wondefurl! I like Axis. Tormented Bishie's are my specialty in the book world. I'm not a very good people-person in the real world, I don't suppose...no one ever wants to talk at me, and all they do is laugh around me, and never tell me why. I wanna laugh, to ^.^ Owells I'm helping to plan a friends of mine's wedding, and while I do not neccesarily have time to throw around, it's fun. ^.^ I'm going crazy with all the possibilities! I'm also trying to wrap up my trilogy, and get another book published. A friend of mine says she was going to publish me for me, but I dun know if I want to be published yet. Anyways, I'm going to drink o\lots of water to help my back. ttyl!&lt;br /&gt;~Sami &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3629396-80206554?l=funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/80206554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/80206554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com/2002_08_11_archive.html#80206554' title=''/><author><name>Lorelei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05745151005849109129</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3629396.post-80117364</id><published>2002-08-11T18:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-08-11T18:30:28.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Evening everyone! I is very much hyperly at this moment, and when I is very much hyperly at any given moment, I tend to rant in Spami Speak! If you can't (or dun wanna) Speak Spami, you might not wanna read this post! ANYWAYS! I is very happy! Huggles and Smikleys are the best in the whole enitre world! I want to snuggles with my kittenish, but the kittenish has a slight problem with attacking facial features, such as noseys. I like my nose not overly, but I am very muchly fond of it on my face! ^.^ I like to draw, although I is not very good at it. Ej and Keefers say they are going to saran wrap my head and poke holes for the nose. I dun wanna be saran wrapped. And they say miffy *which is the best in the whole not so wide world!) is made of Johnny brains! WAAHH! I want Julia ~.~ My mouse runs fast! His name is Gary! he is taleless. Me feetses hurt ~.~ That reminds me! A friend of mine came to school the other day! You can tell now that she's preggers, but you couldn't before. I wanna throw her a shower! Anyways..... I'm going to gos now, see ya on the flip side! &lt;br /&gt;~Sami&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3629396-80117364?l=funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/80117364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/80117364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com/2002_08_11_archive.html#80117364' title=''/><author><name>Lorelei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05745151005849109129</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3629396.post-80050434</id><published>2002-08-09T18:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-08-09T18:47:26.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Hello, everybody! It's meeee! But then...who else would it be? Anyways, today I was locked out of my house for three hours. I had forgotten my keys and Nana, who lives with me, went to eat and get her hair cut. I was soooo tired. So I laid down on the porch and used my really hard book bag for a pillow. I slept for most of the three hours ~.~ Anyways, I felt sooo happy a second ago. Now I'm all tired and my tummy hurts from drinking to much coke.O wells ^.^ I am a firm believer Song is one of the greatest gifts God ever gave us. I'd explain but I kinda lost track of what I was going to say ~.~' Anyways, I can't wait for tomorrow! Momma and I are going to Panama City, so I can by the fourth book in 'The Banned and the Bannished' series. It's the best, I'd recomend it to anyone.ANYWAYS!!! ^.^ Tehe. Today we had to teach our newbies how to do drill (not to be confused with marching)  I was having much fun till all my jumping around and whatnot got me to feeling ill. O well ^.^ I know better than to be to over enuthsed. It tends to make people have bad feelings for me! ALSO!!! I feel like writting out a new sotryline. While I have been working on three storylines in the past, and this one probably wont make it past the planning stages I really want to try. But there is so much to do for stories! so little time! Well, I'll be going now ^.^ I'll ttyl! buhbye!&lt;br /&gt;~Sami &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3629396-80050434?l=funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/80050434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/80050434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com/2002_08_04_archive.html#80050434' title=''/><author><name>Lorelei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05745151005849109129</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3629396.post-80006707</id><published>2002-08-08T18:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-08-08T18:44:17.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Hello, everybody! ^.^ I'm soooo happy, and I dun know why! ^.^ I'm about to go take a shower then soak in a tub-bath for a really long time (This is the Supa-Sami-Ultra-Kewl-Cure-For-All-Ills-Including-Stress!) Why? Because I Feel like it! I feel like wearing a skirt tomorrow, but I doubt I do it. Partially because I don't wear skirts to school (like wearing my hair down in public) and I am mostikely going to be marching in first period tomorrow. I think I'm going to get in a philosiphical studie-ma-jig with some of my friends, but you know it's entirley up to them. Tomorrow I have to tie a bow for my Floral Design Class. Which I'm pretty much okay with, it's just that my bows always end up having a loose end. We're making a corisage (I think..) and mines going to be yellow, which is (in my opinion) one of the most beautiful colors, along with Red and Black. Yellow just reminde of Happy-Warm-Fuzzies. I'm so happy for all my friends at school, but am a little concerned about them. They're all happy, which is good, but they seem to be becoming a little bit sad. I dun know why. I'm trying to find out, but it's hard when you giggle often. I was called someones 'Personal Telitubby' or however you spell it the other evening. While I dun mind being cute or whatever it is I am, I dun like those little things on tv that are scary. I think they are evil. but thats my opinion. Which I happen to have alot of, by the way. I almost threw up on the bus today because a little boy had a Britney spears poster, being not so clothed (but more clothed in some things) and he was drooling all over it (not literally) Britney may have had my respect if she respected herself a little bit more. I mean, seriously, who can respect someone if they don't respect themselves and care how they cast their view of themselves ontu the world? No, I'm not saying 'be conformist' I'm saying 'Don't leave your house without your shirt'. Seriously. I have no need- or want- to see another lady run around half-naked singing about stuff I don't even *understand* on the tv. No, no. I perfer the Telitubbies. Anyways, I'm going to go now. I'll talk to you all at a later day thing! &lt;br /&gt;~Sami&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3629396-80006707?l=funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/80006707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/80006707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com/2002_08_04_archive.html#80006707' title=''/><author><name>Lorelei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05745151005849109129</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3629396.post-79909113</id><published>2002-08-06T15:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-08-06T15:00:59.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Hey everybody ^.^ It was another day in the Funfun fuzzy land called 'Oblivion'. If only. I- for some reason unbeknowest to me- had a drastic frop in the 'happy-meter'. I don't know why. I just wish that I could understand myself in a small fraction. Everybody else seems to, and it's a little sad that I've lived with myself for a full 15 years and a few months and whatnot, and I still don't know why things effect my attitude the way they do. And I can understand people. Or at least I try. I'm probably only reading the page that they let everyone else see, which makes me feel really bad. I like to feel important in peoples lives, I like to make differences and I like to be close. Which is another thing I don't like. I love my friends very dearly, and i'm sooo happy when their happy, (like in a relationship happy) but when they are in relationships they just seem to have no time for me. Which I completely understand. I mean, thats one of the reasons I stay away from relationships. It's like a monopoly of peoples feelers. I don't like people to be sad. Anyways, when my friends are in relationships, I can't be as close to them as I like. Where as (Take a friend in Texas for example) whereas I would normally hug my guy friends often, when they are in a Relationship I can't even poke them to get their attention. And especially if they are both my friends. I feel really bad about not being able to be close (physically and mentally) to anyone. I've put up blocks a long time ago that keeps most people out. I don't want people to know me- the real me anyway. I'm a very bad person. Nobody seems to believe me when I try to tell them. O well, thats what the mental blocks are for. I don't suppose I should post this on the internet. But you know I don't really give a care. I'll ttyl, when I'm in a hap-happy mood. I'm very sorry for ruining your evening ~.~&lt;br /&gt;~Not-so-Supa-Sami&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3629396-79909113?l=funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/79909113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/79909113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com/2002_08_04_archive.html#79909113' title=''/><author><name>Lorelei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05745151005849109129</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3629396.post-79873054</id><published>2002-08-05T20:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-08-05T20:07:09.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Hello again ^.^ I know it hasn't been long since my last post, but I felt like blabbing and ya'll are the only semi-hospitable people who will sit there and actually listen. Partialy because it's a typing diary and partialy because none of ya'll are here at this moment. (Please excuse in grammatical mistakes, my kitty thinks he's a birdy so is perched on my shoulder and his whiskers are tickling my neck ^.^) Anyway, I wanted to talk a little about us Homo Sapien Sapiens. No, I didn't accidentaly type the word twice. Today I was doing my homework assignment (Homework on the first day ~.~) which is to read the first two sections of my World History text book (which is like one of my favorite subjects) These two sections where talking about the ancestors of us current human beings. The word 'Sapien' in Latin (?) means 'Wise'. We Homo Sapien Sapien are considered to be doubly wise- twice as smart as our ancestors. But thats not all I wanted to blab about. I believe the only reason we call Cadaver's 'Cadaver' is because it sickens those of us that people actually cut open dead people. I know it makes me feel bad. I'm a firm believer that God put everything on you- or in this case, in you- where he wanted it to be and it is a major sin just to mess around with the innards of dead folks for the heck of it. Now, to make my point a bit clearer because i'm sure some of you are thinking the wrong thing. I'm ok with cadavers- as long as I don't seeone I'm happy. They are only used to help medical students learn, and thats all fine and dandy. I'm ok with organ doners- I think I'm going to be one as soon as I'm sure the Doctors wont pronounce me dead and cut stuff I need out while I'm still living. I'm not ok with Biology classroom massacres. To gut an animal- even though it is alread dead- for no reason at all is stupid and sick. How can the animals spirit rest in peace if not givin a proper burial? I felt the same way about Cadavers, until I figured God gave us a brain to use and that he would look kindly on us taking care of one another.But in Biology there is no reason whatsoever to have classes butcher a poor dead animal. None. We could just as well use models, study pictures and talk about it. I'm probably going to get in trouble for my views when I tell Coach Roland, but he can get over it. God gave me a brain after all, and if I weren't supposed to use it, what was it for? Now, moving on to another subject that has been bothering me this evening. I am a Christian. I'm not as devout as some in the way of 'I attend church every single time it is open for sermon' but I am devout in the way of God and I being best buds. I also happen to be Native American (Indian). I am greatly disturbed that people out there believe that all we 'Pagans' believe in multiple gods. (Ironically, it is probably these same people who see all Indians as red skinned, tall and with black hair, running around with a hand full of scalps) I would like to point out that the God is the same in our beliefs as any other Christians. We call him the 'Great Spirit' or 'Grandfather'. (I perfer Grandfather myself, what with no Grandpas left in the land of the living) The Pow=wows that I attend in Panama even have a church. Guess what kind. Christian. Yup. So we aren't all of us mohawked men with war paint strewn on our cheeks and blood splattering our clothes from a virgin sacrifice. And the next person who implies we are, I'm goingto let have it. Well, I gtg, I'm really sleepy. I'll tell you all about some other junk next time! Ttyl!&lt;br /&gt;~Sami&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3629396-79873054?l=funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/79873054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/79873054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com/2002_08_04_archive.html#79873054' title=''/><author><name>Lorelei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05745151005849109129</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3629396.post-79859080</id><published>2002-08-05T13:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-08-05T13:35:07.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Hello again, everyone!&lt;br /&gt;I'm back ^.^ I got back last night, but was to busy to get on for any length of time and write ^.^ Today was also the first day of school. I suppose I had fun but I don't like my last period (Biology) because none of my closer friends are in it and I don't like cutting things open. I may have to forfiet a good grade on that, because I'm a firm believer in the fact that God put everything he wanted on you where he wanted it, and taking them out to hold them is nasty. Anyways, about the plane trip over there. This time I didn't pass out (Thank the Lord- I've already passed out twice) but I did get to ride a subway-train. I didn't like it much, cause I was standing by one of the verticle bars and a guy got on and I thought he was trying to grab *me* when he was really reaching for the bar. On the plane my seat buckle broke and went sailing through the air to land in my neighbor-lady's lap. I was so embarrassed and scared! I wouldn't get on the plane again so momma had to come bring me home. When I was in Texas, I met with my Best Friend, Bink. She's changed alot, and while it's not all for the better she's still really close to me. Her boyfriend is nice, and if he hadn't been going out with her when I met him, I might have been a close friend of his. It's a rule not to become to closely involved friend-wise with my girl-friends boyfriends, because someone always has to be open to watch out for my friends. I do the same thing for the boy-friends I have. Anyways, on the way home from Texas I had to stop often to take care of the newest members of my family. (A little boy coon-kitten and an African Gray baby) And then we stopped to visit my Cousin Ronnie and Aunt Diane in Alabama. (I think). We Bush-hogged with him, and I got lots of scratches on my arms that hurt. I also Went to eat at Lamberts ^.^ It was wonderful. They throw the rolls to you, and you don't leave hungry if you want to eat. I want to work there, I think. I went to church with my Cousin, and the title of the sermon was 'Cut your hand off'. It was a good sermon, talking about how God wants you to cast things away from you that keep you away from him. We went to the store after that and I bought some guy-pants. Kinda like peddle pushers but loose and comfortable. I'm wearing them to school tomorrow. ^.^ I also got some cute piggy socks that I'm going to wear as soon as I find a pink shirt to match. I meet some new people today. I'm glad that they don't hate me yet, and I hope that we get to be really close. Well, I'm going to type back later. Ttyl!&lt;br /&gt;~Sami&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3629396-79859080?l=funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/79859080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/79859080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com/2002_08_04_archive.html#79859080' title=''/><author><name>Lorelei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05745151005849109129</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3629396.post-78924873</id><published>2002-07-13T21:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-07-13T21:43:16.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Hello again, all ^.^ It's saturday! That means tomorrow I'm leaving on an airplane to go to Texas ^.^ I get to spend 18(?) days there, and while I wish it could be more, I'm glad I get to *go*. I almost planned it to close to the beggining of the school year and thats bad. I just now got back from the first ever D&amp;D meeting. It was fun, to an extent, and I hope I get to continue to go. But I dun know if I can- the whole 'Sami has to be busy with her school work and that means no life outside of school or chores' and such on. I'm pretty sure I will be though. Anyways ^.^ I really better be going now- Maybe I can write some tomorrow evening before I leave to go to the airport, or see if Bink will let me at her house. Not like it's her decision- it'd be her daddy's and mommas after all. Well, ttyl!&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                                      ~Sami&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3629396-78924873?l=funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/78924873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/78924873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com/2002_07_07_archive.html#78924873' title=''/><author><name>Lorelei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05745151005849109129</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3629396.post-78912725</id><published>2002-07-13T13:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-07-13T21:43:06.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[7/12/2002 9:22:06 PM | Lorelei Lafayette]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;&lt;i&gt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;Hey again everybody ^.^ I have to be going soon, so I'm going to keep this short and to the point ^.^ I just got back from Julia-chan's B-day party, and I had a whole bunch of fun ^.^ We went to the movies and saw MIB, 'Back in Black' is the name proper? And then we went looking in all the windows at the mall ^.^ Julia-chan, Ej and Chris all had a longer stride, which usually left Beth, Bess and myself in the dust. Keef decided with which group he wanted to walk with. What with him being of regular stature, and wearing pants, he could pace himself to whatever group he wanted. We went into Barnes and Nobles (I was secretly praying that the evil he-man would be there again so I could firmly put him in his place- at my feet.) and I got Magic Knight Rayearth, Volume 6. ^.^ I was very happy. Then Beth, Bess and I went to Rave- (I bought a shirt with one of my numerouse nicknames on it. 'Angel'. I love it muchly. ^.^) We then went to Goody, and after that we went out to eat at the Chinese food Buffet, after a Frenchman tried to...I dun know, do something. On the way there we saw a 'Gangster' a 'Gay Jamacian' (Did I spell that wrong? Most likely. Gomen nasai!) amongst many things. So all in all it was a wonderful evening. I admit, I was being short and kinda moody alot of the time, and if you went with us, I'd like to apologize here and now. I have been acting kinda odd lately. I think it's because of stress. No, I'm not complaining. I haven't done anything this summer that I originally didn't want to do. It's just that I've spent so little time at my actual *Home*, doing what most people should do in the summer- Vegetate. But I've enjoyed at least one aspect of every endeavor I've set out to do, so I'm thankful at least. Well, before I go I'd like to share a quote from I book I read some time or another. I think we can all use it in our day-to-day lives, and hopefully I'll remember it when the time is appropriate. ' Criticism is futile because it puts a person on the defensive and usually makes him strive to justify himself. Criticism is dangerous, because it wounds a persons pride, hurts his sense of importance and arouses resentment...By criticising we do not make lasting changes and often incure resentment' &lt;br /&gt;~Sami &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3629396-78912725?l=funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/78912725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/78912725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com/2002_07_07_archive.html#78912725' title=''/><author><name>Lorelei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05745151005849109129</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3629396.post-78891968</id><published>2002-07-12T21:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-07-13T13:49:13.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Hey again everybody ^.^ I have to be going soon, so I'm going to keep this short and to the point ^.^ I just got back from Julia-chan's B-day party, and I had a whole bunch of fun ^.^ We went to the movies and saw MIB, 'Back in Black' is the name proper? And then we went looking in all the windows at the mall ^.^ Julia-chan, Ej and Chris all had a longer stride, which usually left Beth, Bess and myself in the dust. Keef decided with which group he wanted to walk with. What with him being of regular stature, and wearing pants, he could pace himself to whatever group he wanted. We went into Barnes and Nobles (I was secretly praying that the evil he-man would be there again so I could firmly put him in his place- at my feet.) and I got Magic Knight Rayearth, Volume 6. ^.^ I was very happy. Then Beth, Bess and I went to Rave- (I bought a shirt with one of my numerouse nicknames on it. 'Angel'. I love it muchly. ^.^) We then went to Goody, and after that we went out to eat at the Chinese food Buffet, after a Frenchman tried to...I dun know, do something. On the way there we saw a 'Gangster' a 'Gay Jamacian' (Did I spell that wrong? Most likely. Gomen nasai!) amongst many things. So all in all it was a wonderful evening. I admit, I was being short and kinda moody alot of the time, and if you went with us, I'd like to apologize here and now. I have been acting kinda odd lately. I think it's because of stress. No, I'm not complaining. I haven't done anything this summer that I originally didn't want to do. It's just that I've spent so little time at my actual *Home*, doing what most people should do in the summer- Vegetate. But I've enjoyed at least one aspect of every endeavor I've set out to do, so I'm thankful at least. Well, before I go I'd like to share a quote from I book I read some time or another. I think we can all use it in our day-to-day lives, and hopefully I'll remember it when the time is appropriate. ' Criticism is futile because it puts a person on the defensive and usually makes him strive to justify himself. Criticism is dangerous, because it wounds a persons pride, hurts his sense of importance and arouses resentment...By criticising we do not make lasting changes and often incure resentment' &lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                                           ~Sami&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3629396-78891968?l=funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/78891968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/78891968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com/2002_07_07_archive.html#78891968' title=''/><author><name>Lorelei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05745151005849109129</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3629396.post-78845329</id><published>2002-07-11T19:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-07-11T19:31:40.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Hey again everyone ^.^ Don't get used to this 'two for one thing' ok? I just feel like talking, and since ya'll are in no position to stop me *from* talking, ya'll are the best candidates for blabbing to. and Blab I will. As soon as I found a point. ^.^ Which will probably take *ALL* evening ^.^ I just got finished stuffing two book-cases worth of books ontu one book case, for lack of another book case. And I'm about to attack momma's pint of minty icecream, although I dun really *like* it. I already ate my chocolate. ::sniffle:: Hmmm...maybe I'll actually try cooking something....naw. I'll stick with the incredibly fatty foods, thankyou ^.^ I found this recipe for 'shiny hair' today in a magazine. It requires water and honey. I wonder, if someone used the recipe, would they smell like honey? That'd be terrible, because they'd have bees and wasps following them all day. I don't know why the *wasps* would follow them, but you know. Anyways. I've decided not to eat my momma's icecream, and have settled on Rootbeer amd Bar-B-Q style Fritos ^.^ Yummy. I just heard one of the most wonderful songs in the world. ('I feel so' by Box Car Racers ::sigh:: the lead singer is Kawaii desu!) and I'm reminded of my first period class last year. I sat with some of my closer friends, Sambo (sorry, habit!) Kale and CAH girl ::gickle:: and I just now am realizing how much I'll miss sitting with them during that class. Despite the complete suckiness of our teacher, we seemed to have fun and we all passed ^.^ At least I had fun. And for some reason it feels like I'm losing a peice of myself. Ick. Depressing thoughts. Maybe I should go get that icecream?&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                                       ~Sami&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3629396-78845329?l=funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/78845329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/78845329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com/2002_07_07_archive.html#78845329' title=''/><author><name>Lorelei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05745151005849109129</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3629396.post-78834651</id><published>2002-07-11T14:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-07-11T14:07:57.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;Hello Everybody! ^.^ I hope ya'll all are doing fine. I know I am!! I mean, you would be, too, if you were just a few days away from leaving off to go back to the place you grow up in, even if only for a few weeks. Yup, thats right. This Sunday, I'm leaving on an airplane to go to Texas, my home-land. I'm going to stay with my best friend and we're going to do the normal wacky things- as usual. Hopefully we wont get kicked out of the pool? And all my mom wants in return for this (apart from making good grades...and doing chores...and a whole bunch more of 'just do this and you can go to texas, I promise.') is to clean my room. You're probably giggling at that, aren't you? Or if you're not the type of person to giggle, you're probably snickering. But believe you me, this is a dangerous feat. My room is a hazard zone. You usually have to stick to the 'path' (There really was a path..) Cause if you didn't you'd end up tripping over clothes that didn't quite make it to the drawers, books that never found a home on my over-stuffed book shelf or an assortment of other things. But now, my room is...mostly...clean. I just have to find a place to put everything that's getting evicted. Well, I better get gone and try and figure out where to put all my junk. Ja ne!&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                                   ~Sami&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3629396-78834651?l=funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/78834651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/78834651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com/2002_07_07_archive.html#78834651' title=''/><author><name>Lorelei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05745151005849109129</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3629396.post-78797427</id><published>2002-07-10T18:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-07-10T18:01:25.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt; Hey again ^.^ You're probably thinking 'Twice in one day!? What else could she possibly tell us!?' Well, for one thing, I'd lke to talk on the 'strip searching' that was done in schools last year. I'm sure, by now, everyone's heard of the 'incident' that happened in California? You know, the one where the female vice principal wanted to make sure that none of the girls were wearing a thong, so had them lift up their skirts at a school dance, infront of guys? (The thongs aren't even against the dress code) But have you heard about what happened when a medallion went missing in a fourth grade show-and-tell class? The boys were taking to the bathroom to undress and be checked for it, and the girls were patted down. Latter, when the medallion was found on the floor and the children were bought sodas as compensations. (I don't know about you, but when I was in fourth grade a soda could make anything happy-appy with me!) Well, seeing as I'm not in fourth grade, and not a thong-wearer, you probably are wondering why I brought this up. To tell you the truth, I just feel like ranting. And this was the first topic to come to mind, because I read an article on it earlier. I am of the firm conviction that if a teacher asks me to strip down, or tries to touch me in an inappropriate way that I will most likely scream rape, and run to the nearest phone to call my momma, and tell her to bring in the big guns. Or all of them. What do you think?  &lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                                               ~Sami&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3629396-78797427?l=funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/78797427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/78797427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com/2002_07_07_archive.html#78797427' title=''/><author><name>Lorelei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05745151005849109129</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3629396.post-78795683</id><published>2002-07-10T16:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-07-10T16:55:22.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;Hello everyone ^.^ As you may (or may not have ~.~;) Guessed, this is my Blog. You may wonder who 'My' is, or you may be able to read ^.^ But either way I'll introduce myself. I have many nicknames- Sami, Supa Sami, Foxi, Byakko, Sweet Angel B, Sae-chan, and only two personalities. aww.... anyways ^.^ I live in a small town in the panhandle of Florida. I have a small group of really close friends ( Bianca, Shaela, Julia, E.J, Beth, J.P, Ashley, Erin, Chris, Kodie, Keef, and some others. If I forgot you, I'm really sorry. Gomen nasai?) I love Manga, Anime, Walking, Riding Horse/Bike, writing and a variety of other things. I plan to publish a book before I graduate highschool. (I better get into gear soon, ne? I'm going to be in 10th grade next year!) And then to go on to College to be a phsycologist or a mesus. Or both. I'm Christian. I also have a huge problem with math and grammatical errors ^.^ Can you not tell? Anyways, this is my blog. Welcome to the land of FunFunFuzzies ^.^&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                     ~Supa Sami&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&lt;/i&gt;&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3629396-78795683?l=funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/78795683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3629396/posts/default/78795683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funfunfuzzies.blogspot.com/2002_07_07_archive.html#78795683' title=''/><author><name>Lorelei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05745151005849109129</uri><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></entry></feed>
