<?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-16506677</id><updated>2011-06-24T01:23:58.870-09:00</updated><title type='text'>Jamie's Thoughts</title><subtitle type='html'>This is my blog that I have to write in, so I will hopefully be able to pass my college writing class.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>jamie_chesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08076985857337557387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/1600/yea.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>73</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16506677.post-114746448006591179</id><published>2006-05-12T11:06:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T11:08:29.866-09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hey, i just barely passed my classes this semester but i don't care. i don't think i 'm coming back next fall. Yea i finally get to go home. so i won't be online anymore. so bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16506677-114746448006591179?l=jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/114746448006591179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16506677&amp;postID=114746448006591179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/114746448006591179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/114746448006591179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/2006/05/hey-i-just-barely-passed-my-classes.html' title=''/><author><name>jamie_chesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08076985857337557387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/1600/yea.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16506677.post-114554046892857787</id><published>2006-04-20T04:40:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T04:42:32.400-09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a White Flower&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td  style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatcolorflowerareyouquiz/white-flower.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#9999ff;"&gt;A white flower tends to represent purity, simple beauty, and modesty.&lt;br /&gt;At times, you are dignified like a magnolia.&lt;br /&gt;And at other times, you represent great ecstasy, like a white orchid.&lt;br /&gt;And more than you wish, you're a little boastful, like a white hydrangea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatcolorflowerareyouquiz/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;What Color Flower Are You?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16506677-114554046892857787?l=jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/114554046892857787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16506677&amp;postID=114554046892857787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/114554046892857787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/114554046892857787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/2006/04/you-are-white-flower-white-flower.html' title=''/><author><name>jamie_chesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08076985857337557387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/1600/yea.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16506677.post-114436230035644603</id><published>2006-04-06T13:24:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T13:25:00.396-09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="Title" style="FONT: bold 11px verdana"&gt;&lt;a class="hov" style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 2px solid; 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font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Black and White Cookie&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofcookieareyouquiz/black-and-white-cookie.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're often conflicted in life, and you feel pulled in two opposite directions.&lt;br /&gt;When you're good, you're sweet as sugar. And when you're bad, you're wicked!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofcookieareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Cookie Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16506677-114408742820013061?l=jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/114408742820013061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16506677&amp;postID=114408742820013061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/114408742820013061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/114408742820013061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/2006/04/you-are-black-and-white-cookie-youre.html' title=''/><author><name>jamie_chesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08076985857337557387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/1600/yea.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16506677.post-114334996924968440</id><published>2006-03-25T19:12:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T19:13:10.223-10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Your True Love Is a Scorpio&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsignisyourtruelovequiz/scorpio.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Why you'll love a Scorpio:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strong and sexy, Scorpio will overpower you into falling in love (before you even realize it!).&lt;br /&gt;You'll love being swept away by Scorpio - into a world of insane passion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why a Scorpio will love you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't mind letting your Scorpio take the reigns, as long as you know you're truly cared for.&lt;br /&gt;Loyal and devoted, you would never do anything to set off insanely jealous Scorpio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsignisyourtruelovequiz/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;What Sign Is Your True Love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16506677-114334996924968440?l=jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/114334996924968440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16506677&amp;postID=114334996924968440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/114334996924968440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/114334996924968440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/2006/03/your-true-love-is-scorpio-why-youll.html' title=''/><author><name>jamie_chesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08076985857337557387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/1600/yea.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16506677.post-114170256096620278</id><published>2006-03-06T17:18:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T17:37:15.283-10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#009900;"&gt;Yea, I am getting a job, I get to take my UA sometime this week! The Palace finally called me back, holy they are really slow. They called me the first time 2 or 3 weeks ago, and they gave me a number to call them back at and I kept trying for a week and a half, and no one ever picked up and I didn't even get an answering machine, so it just kept ringing and ringing... I really hate telephones. Anyway, it's gonna be cool, even tho it will be part time and the graveyard shift, but I miss having a job.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/1600/photo10t.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/200/photo10t.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Here's a picture of my Davey, I miss him already, he's gonna be visiting me tomorrow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/1600/photo10t.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/1600/chillin.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/1600/chillin.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/200/chillin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Oh yea, we are just adorable. lol. j/k.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16506677-114170256096620278?l=jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/114170256096620278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16506677&amp;postID=114170256096620278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/114170256096620278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/114170256096620278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/2006/03/yea-i-am-getting-job-i-get-to-take-my.html' title=''/><author><name>jamie_chesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08076985857337557387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/1600/yea.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16506677.post-114160083935434151</id><published>2006-03-05T13:07:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T13:20:39.376-10:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm happy today!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6633ff;"&gt;I got homework to do but I'm to lazy to do it.  One of my little sisters is visiting me too, so that is my excuse.  I don't have to worry about finding a job anymore, because my step-dad is going to pay all of my bills for me.  he's so cool.  He just want me to worry about school work for now.  Now I feel really bad about seeing my ex, because he is one of the main reasons that I had all the bills to begin with, and my parents would be really mad at me if they found out.  So I think I'm just gonna be friends with him, he pisses me off too much anywayz.  Yea I love him, but it's different now, I'm not stupid enough to repeat what hapened before.  But yea, I'm happy, there are only a few things that I gotta worry about now.  At least I shouldn't feel as depressed anymore, people actually tried to tell me to go to counceling and stuff!  Yea like putting me on anti-depressant pills are actually gonna make me feel better, I highly doubt that they are gonna make all my problems go away, I hate drugs!  I can't talk to strangers either, I'm too anti-social.  I can fix my own life.  I quit drinking and I haven't had a cigarrette in over a month, I am so proud of myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16506677-114160083935434151?l=jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/114160083935434151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16506677&amp;postID=114160083935434151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/114160083935434151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/114160083935434151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/2006/03/im-happy-today.html' title='I&apos;m happy today!'/><author><name>jamie_chesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08076985857337557387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/1600/yea.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16506677.post-114075476026073147</id><published>2006-02-23T18:18:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T18:19:20.273-10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are 76% Evil&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/howevilareyouquiz/evil-4.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;You are very evil. And you're too evil to care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those who love you probably also fear you. A lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howevilareyouquiz/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;How Evil Are You?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16506677-114075476026073147?l=jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/114075476026073147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16506677&amp;postID=114075476026073147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/114075476026073147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/114075476026073147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/2006/02/you-are-76-evil-you-are-very-evil.html' title=''/><author><name>jamie_chesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08076985857337557387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/1600/yea.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16506677.post-114057347003825787</id><published>2006-02-21T15:40:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T18:21:17.036-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Namebini-giizis niishtanagonagizi ashi bezhig</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Aaniin anishinaabekaa. Nindayaaw nawaj mazinaakizonan Ninzaagitoon mazinaakizonan! Nimaaminonendam onow wawiyazhinaagozi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/1600/misc5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/200/misc5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/1600/Necrophiliac2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/200/Necrophiliac2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/1600/sga051114.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16506677-114057347003825787?l=jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/114057347003825787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16506677&amp;postID=114057347003825787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/114057347003825787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/114057347003825787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/2006/02/namebini-giizis-niishtanagonagizi-ashi.html' title='Namebini-giizis niishtanagonagizi ashi bezhig'/><author><name>jamie_chesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08076985857337557387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/1600/yea.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16506677.post-113993053886134520</id><published>2006-02-14T05:17:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T20:15:53.333-10:00</updated><title type='text'>One of my least favorite days...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/1600/heart%203.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/200/heart%203.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Happy Valentines day! I don't think i have ever had a happy V-day, but i don't know, maybe this year it will be happy. I got back together with my ex yesterday. Yea I had to make one of those really hard decisions, now I might lose a few friends, and I just can't wait until my parents and his parents hear about us...that is gonna be fun. :( I know if any of my friends read this, they will be really mad at me, mainly because i have mostly guy-friends. People have been trying to help me get over him, and I feel bad because it may seem that i ain't listening to them. My older sister WILL be mad at me too, but what can she do, she lives in New Mexico. Whoa, this might be interesting if she actually reads this blog! I might get yelled at! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/400/scan0069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/1600/david%20and%20me.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/1600/scan0069.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/1600/i%20love%20u.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/1600/scan0026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/200/scan0026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/1600/i%20love%20u.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/1600/david.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/200/david.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16506677-113993053886134520?l=jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113993053886134520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16506677&amp;postID=113993053886134520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/113993053886134520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/113993053886134520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/2006/02/one-of-my-least-favorite-days.html' title='One of my least favorite days...'/><author><name>jamie_chesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08076985857337557387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/1600/yea.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16506677.post-113987013821213153</id><published>2006-02-13T12:32:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T12:35:38.233-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Boozhoo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I might be getting a job!  finally...  yea, i might be a vault cashier at the palace, whatever that is.  i should know by tomorrow, yea, now my bill collectors can stop bugging me.  it sucks that i gotta wait until tomorrow to call them back tho!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16506677-113987013821213153?l=jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113987013821213153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16506677&amp;postID=113987013821213153' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/113987013821213153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/113987013821213153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/2006/02/boozhoo.html' title='Boozhoo'/><author><name>jamie_chesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08076985857337557387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/1600/yea.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16506677.post-113864907086981771</id><published>2006-01-30T09:24:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T09:25:38.490-10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="5" width="395" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="24%" bgcolor="#000000"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="85" src="http://home.mn.rr.com/couplandesque/quizzes/sam.gif" width="84" align="bottom" border="0" naturalsizeflag="3" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="76%"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#333399;"&gt;You Are Sam From "Benny &amp;amp; Joon."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very talented at physical comedy. People are in awe of your abilities. However, you have many quirks which can either win people over or completely annoy them. But you're a sweetheart through and through, and it's hard not to love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://home.mn.rr.com/couplandesque/quizzes/depp.htm"&gt;Take The Johnny Depp Quiz!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16506677-113864907086981771?l=jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113864907086981771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16506677&amp;postID=113864907086981771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/113864907086981771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/113864907086981771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/2006/01/you-are-sam-from-benny-joon.html' title=''/><author><name>jamie_chesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08076985857337557387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/1600/yea.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16506677.post-113823066261793447</id><published>2006-01-25T13:10:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T13:11:02.630-10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Lightning&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whattypeofweatherareyouquiz/lightning.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Beautiful yet dangerous&lt;br /&gt;People will stop and watch you when you appear&lt;br /&gt;Even though you're capable of random violence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are best known for: your power&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your dominant state: performing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whattypeofweatherareyouquiz/"&gt;What Type of Weather Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16506677-113823066261793447?l=jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113823066261793447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16506677&amp;postID=113823066261793447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/113823066261793447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/113823066261793447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/2006/01/you-are-lightning-beautiful-yet.html' title=''/><author><name>jamie_chesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08076985857337557387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/1600/yea.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16506677.post-113773371332945569</id><published>2006-01-19T18:31:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T19:08:33.343-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Up 2 Much</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, how's it going? Yea, I haven't written in here for a while, don't really have much to say. I just woke up cuz my friend &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Kenny &lt;/span&gt;called. It's &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;10:30&lt;/span&gt; p.m., yea I was sleeping already. That is only because he and my little sis &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Jenn &lt;/span&gt;visited me all week, so I let him sleep in my bed, and I stayed up all night. Cuz yea, he snores and I wouldn't have been able to sleep anywayz. And I need my 12 hours, if I went to sleep I would have had to share the same bed with him. {And these beds are small, and he's a pretty big guy so, yea, and he usually comes over in the middle of the night, cuz he just called me so now i gotta get up and stuff,...  So I was up til &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;4:30&lt;/span&gt; this morning, then I woke my sis up and I got to go to sleep. All week my sis has been the one staying awake, just cuz I have school and she chats online all the time, so she usually is on it all night anywayz. School is going good, except I haven't gotten off my lazy ass and found a job yet! Yea, my bill collectors are starting the threats now, seriously! At least I get to go home this tomorrow, I like being at home:) Here's some pictures of &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;me,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;jen&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;kenny&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/1600/jenny%20wsparkles%202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/200/jenny%20wsparkles%202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/1600/scan0009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/200/scan0009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/1600/photo4t1286.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/200/photo4t1286.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/200/photo22t.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/1600/scan0001jgslkdf.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/1600/scan0001jgslkdf.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/200/scan0001jgslkdf.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/1600/photo47t.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/1600/photo20t.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/200/photo20t.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/1600/photo47t.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/200/photo47t.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16506677-113773371332945569?l=jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113773371332945569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16506677&amp;postID=113773371332945569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/113773371332945569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/113773371332945569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/2006/01/not-up-2-much.html' title='Not Up 2 Much'/><author><name>jamie_chesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08076985857337557387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/1600/yea.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16506677.post-113694951120999363</id><published>2006-01-10T17:17:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T17:22:31.080-10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:14;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your 2005 Song Is&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whathitsongof2005areyouquiz/broken-dreams.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://click.linksynergy.com/fs-bin/click?id=CkIfgYlVpZA&amp;offerid=99176.467947965&amp;amp;amp;type=10&amp;amp;subid="&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Boulevard of Broken Dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;by Green Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;"My shadow's the only one that walks beside me&lt;br /&gt;My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 2005, you bummed everyone out. Like you care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whathitsongof2005areyouquiz/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3333ff;"&gt;What Hit Song of 2005 Are You?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16506677-113694951120999363?l=jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113694951120999363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16506677&amp;postID=113694951120999363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/113694951120999363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/113694951120999363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/2006/01/your-2005-song-is-boulevard-of-broken.html' title=''/><author><name>jamie_chesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08076985857337557387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/1600/yea.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16506677.post-113686138807721054</id><published>2006-01-09T16:48:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T16:49:48.090-10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;color:#000000;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Life Path Number is 7&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatisyourlifepathnumberquiz/path.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Your purpose in life is to find truth and meaning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very spiritual, and you are interested in the mysteries of life.&lt;br /&gt;You are quite analytical and a great thinker. You have many theories and insights.&lt;br /&gt;A life of solitude is perfect for you. You need time to think and do things your way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you are quite charming. You attract many with your confidence and wit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While you enjoy being alone, sometimes you take it to an extreme.&lt;br /&gt;You can become too isolated, shutting out loved ones and friends.&lt;br /&gt;Express yourself a little bit more, and you'll be surprised where it takes you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatisyourlifepathnumberquiz/"&gt;What Is Your Life Path Number?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16506677-113686138807721054?l=jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113686138807721054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16506677&amp;postID=113686138807721054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/113686138807721054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/113686138807721054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/2006/01/your-life-path-number-is-7-your.html' title=''/><author><name>jamie_chesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08076985857337557387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/1600/yea.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16506677.post-113677515458702630</id><published>2006-01-08T16:46:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T16:52:34.596-10:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Yeah, I actually passed all my classes last semester and I even got an A!  I am so happy.  But I don't have anything interesting to tell everybody so, BYE...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16506677-113677515458702630?l=jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113677515458702630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16506677&amp;postID=113677515458702630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/113677515458702630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/113677515458702630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/2006/01/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m Back!'/><author><name>jamie_chesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08076985857337557387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/1600/yea.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16506677.post-113510686416592165</id><published>2005-12-20T09:26:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T09:27:44.166-10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Happy Birthday(20th) to my little sister Jennifer, and Happy Anniversary(27th) to my older sister Jodi and her husband Todd!  Just in case I forget to tell them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16506677-113510686416592165?l=jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113510686416592165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16506677&amp;postID=113510686416592165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/113510686416592165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/113510686416592165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/2005/12/happy-birthday20th-to-my-little-sister.html' title=''/><author><name>jamie_chesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08076985857337557387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/1600/yea.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16506677.post-113510667338322947</id><published>2005-12-20T09:22:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T09:25:24.883-10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/1600/ShowLetter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/200/ShowLetter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Merry Christmas everyone and Happy New Year. I get to go home today! So I won't be writing in here for about 3 weeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16506677-113510667338322947?l=jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113510667338322947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16506677&amp;postID=113510667338322947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/113510667338322947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/113510667338322947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/2005/12/merry-christmas-everyone-and-happy-new.html' title=''/><author><name>jamie_chesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08076985857337557387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/1600/yea.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16506677.post-113494113665473876</id><published>2005-12-18T11:23:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2005-12-18T11:25:36.663-10:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm happy today!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I just found out that i passed my math class,  yea,  I'm getting a C  but i'm happy i passed!  I only have 1 more final left to take, then I can go home and be lazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16506677-113494113665473876?l=jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113494113665473876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16506677&amp;postID=113494113665473876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/113494113665473876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/113494113665473876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/2005/12/im-happy-today.html' title='I&apos;m happy today!'/><author><name>jamie_chesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08076985857337557387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/1600/yea.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16506677.post-113484531794235043</id><published>2005-12-17T08:48:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2005-12-17T08:48:37.960-10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="Title" style="FONT: bold 11px verdana"&gt;&lt;h1 style="DISPLAY: inline; 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At least I only had 2 classes.  My sister came to visit me today.  She gets dropped off at 6 am, so I should have just stayed awake!  But I love to sleep.  She didn't even wake me up, but she didn't think I had class until 11.  Oh well.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33cc00;"&gt;It's one of my little sisters' birthdays tomorrow, and it sucks cuz i can't go home to visit her.  I bought her the movie The Rundown, cuz she loves The Rock!  I don't like that movie very much, too much action and fighting for me.  Anywayz....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Happy Birthday Sylvia!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;and wednesday is also one of my friends' birthdays too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Happy Birthday Selma!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16506677-113392641539467095?l=jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113392641539467095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16506677&amp;postID=113392641539467095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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align="middle"  style="color:#eee9e9;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Birth Month is June&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg style="color:#fffafa;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthmonthmeanquiz/rose.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Peaceful and harmonious, you seek the gentle side of life.&lt;br /&gt;Your warmth and consideration touches many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your soul reflects: Friendship, love, and beauty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your gemstone: Pearl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your flower: Rose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your colors: Light blue, white, and cream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthmonthmeanquiz/"&gt;What Does Your Birth Month 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src="http://images.blogthings.com/whattempermentareyouquiz/melancholic.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Introspective and reflective, you think about everything and anything.&lt;br /&gt;You are a soft-hearted daydreamer. You long for your ideal life.&lt;br /&gt;You love silence and solitude. Everyday life is usually too chaotic for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Given enough time alone, it's easy for you to find inner peace.&lt;br /&gt;You tend to be spiritual, having found your own meaning of life.&lt;br /&gt;Wise and patient, you can help people through difficult times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At your worst, you brood and sulk. Your negative thoughts can trap you.&lt;br /&gt;You are reserved and withdrawn. This makes it hard to connect to others.&lt;br /&gt;You tend to over think small things, making decisions difficult.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whattempermentareyouquiz/"&gt;What Temperment Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16506677-113372173558951595?l=jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113372173558951595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16506677&amp;postID=113372173558951595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/113372173558951595'/><link rel='self' 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style="font-size:14;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Pecan Pie Soda&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg style="color:#fffafa;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatjonesholidaysodaareyouquiz/pecan-pie-soda.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Sweet, but totally nuts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatjonesholidaysodaareyouquiz/"&gt;What Jones Holiday Soda Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16506677-113346023039928951?l=jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/1600/yea.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16506677.post-113345979123604512</id><published>2005-12-01T07:55:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2005-12-04T08:47:04.426-10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are A Jealous Ex&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whattypeofexareyouquiz/jealous-ex.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You're not quite over your past, and you are hurt that your ex is moving on&lt;br /&gt;You're no longer in love, but you're not done with being pissed&lt;br /&gt;Jealous of any happiness that comes your ex's way, you still can't let go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whattypeofexareyouquiz/"&gt;What Type of Ex Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16506677-113345979123604512?l=jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113345979123604512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16506677&amp;postID=113345979123604512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/113345979123604512'/><link rel='self' 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I still didn't get my homework done. I hate writing papers. I highly doubt anyone actually wants to read that crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to write my persuasive paper on smoking. I recently quit(about a week ago) so it's alright. I haven't killed anyone for a smoke yet so it's cool. My older sister is totally glad that she lives in New Mexico while I am attempting to quit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend "Santa" let us pick out some of our own Christmas gifts. I think that my parents are starting to get lazy, or they probably did that because my little sisters are too old to believe is Santa Clause anymore. At least I know what I'm gonna be getting, so I know it won't be gay. What sucks is that I gotta wait until Christmas before I get my presents!:( I so got the Napoleon Dynamite DVD (finally)! Really I did, I actually like that movie!:)hahaha.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywayz, I am also looking for a new pool stick, some drunk broke my old one, I am looking for a purple one. I really gotta practice too! A few of my friends came to visit me at my mommy's house and they beat me at pool! In my defense though, I was totally getting drunk so my aim must have been off. I think I am gonna practice more. Even my little sisters can beat me now, but then they have more time to practice than I do, because I have to stay in Bemidji. I could practice around here but I am really anti-social and I'm not very comfortable around all these people. And I like my pool table more it's pretty and bigger than the baby ones around here. And it's blue!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally got a webcam last week too! So I got more up-to-date pictures, I love pictures! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/1600/photo57t.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/200/photo57t.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;See that's what I look like now, I miss my hair!:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16506677-113314316228059223?l=jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113314316228059223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16506677&amp;postID=113314316228059223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/113314316228059223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/113314316228059223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/2005/11/thanksgiving-weekend.html' title='Thanksgiving Weekend'/><author><name>jamie_chesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08076985857337557387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/1600/yea.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16506677.post-113267898813723075</id><published>2005-11-22T10:02:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T07:03:08.146-10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;Minawaanagozi miigwetchwendami-giizhigad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16506677-113267898813723075?l=jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113267898813723075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16506677&amp;postID=113267898813723075' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/113267898813723075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/113267898813723075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/2005/11/minawaanagozi-miigwetchwendami.html' title=''/><author><name>jamie_chesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08076985857337557387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/1600/yea.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16506677.post-113260473178221805</id><published>2005-11-21T14:25:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T10:27:57.140-10:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Gonna Be Really Busy This Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I have so much homework to do this weekend! I already checked out 6 books that I gotta read. It's for 3 different papers that I have to write. Since I finally figured out what I'm gonna write about for my persuasive paper, I won't be as stressed out. I actually got all the information that I need so everything should be pretty easy. It still is a lot of work though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also need to catch up on some old reading from my world lit. class, that's what I get for procrastinating! I am 73 pages behind, and that stuff is hard to read! I am not taking that class next semester. I think I will take College Writing 2 next semester with the same teacher, if I decide to take a writing class. It's hard trying to cram ALL of these different subjects into my brain at one time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my Ojibwe class we are learning VAI's, this is gonna be hard because I still don't know half of the VII's. I will try to get all my little sisters to help me with that, as soon as I figure out where I put my flashcards! They want to learn Ojibwe anywayz. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still gonna help my mommy cook on Thursday, I love cooking. Happy Thanksgiving everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16506677-113260473178221805?l=jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113260473178221805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16506677&amp;postID=113260473178221805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/113260473178221805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/113260473178221805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/2005/11/im-gonna-be-really-busy-this.html' title='I&apos;m Gonna Be Really Busy This Thanksgiving'/><author><name>jamie_chesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08076985857337557387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/1600/yea.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16506677.post-113244621038579374</id><published>2005-11-19T18:05:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T14:23:30.396-10:00</updated><title type='text'>R.I.P. Eddie Guerrero</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/1600/1564270.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/400/1564270.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I loved Eddie!  He was one of my favorite wrestlers.  This week both shows were dedicated to the memory of Eddie Guerrero.  It was really sad.  I never seen so many big tough-looking guys cry.  I already miss Eddie's lowriders and it was nice hearing his entrance music again too.   Chavo used Eddie's signature move the Frog Splash to win the match against JBL.  It was awesome.  Viva la Raza!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16506677-113244621038579374?l=jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113244621038579374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16506677&amp;postID=113244621038579374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/113244621038579374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/113244621038579374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/2005/11/rip-eddie-guerrero.html' title='R.I.P. 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The first state celebration was in 1905 in Colorado. In 1971 Columbus Day became commemorated as a holiday in the U.S. Children come home from school showing their parents all the great things about Christopher Columbus. Especially how he "discovered" America in 1492. I think that if they are going to learn about Columbus, they should get all the facts. When I first learned about Columbus, I thought he was a hero too. The stuff I remember the most about Columbus was the tree ships he sailed on, the Nina, the Pinta and the Santa Maria. Also, I remember the teachers explained how everyone thought that the world was flat, and Columbus proved that it was round. My teachers never told me what he actually did when he got to America. I can understand why it would be important not to tell the children all the gruesome details. Most parents would not want their children to hear of such horrible events in history. So why do we celebrate Columbus Day if we are just going to leave out important details like, genocide? I would have liked to here the truth, at least the basics anyway. Once I got into high school, I learned all about what happened and in my history classes, we didn't celebrate&lt;br /&gt;Columbus Day once we got into high school. I can see why some people respect him. He was the first person to start navigating to other parts of the world, even though he thought he was on a totally different continent. Here is a quote by George Bush pertaining to Columbus Day. " On Columbus Day, we pause as a Nation to honor the skilled and courageous navigator who discovered the Americas, and in so doing, brought to our ancestors the promise of the New World in honoring Christopher Columbus, we also pay tribute to the generalizations of brave and bold Americans who, like him, have overcome great odds in order to chart the unknown." When the presidents said their proclamations, they failed to mention the slavery, violence, pursuit for gold, and religious persecution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does everyone say that Columbus discovered the New World. You can't discover something that has people on it already. Those people seemed to have been there for a long time too, it is recorded that there were over 100 million people before Columbus came. Some people called Columbus a good navigator. But in some of the journals of his ship mates, it says that he didn't seem to know where he was and lost ships that were under his command routinely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Columbus was trying to make a new route to Asia. So he thought that he was in India, so he called the inhabitants of this new land Indians. The native people were called the Taino. Why the name Indian stuck, I have no idea, but I am used to being called an Indian by now. Columbus wrote in his journal that the natives didn't have any weapons, and they were kind people. When the Spaniards first landed they greeted then with food and gifts. We know of all this information because a lot of people aboard Columbus's ships kept journals.&lt;br /&gt;On his first voyage, he set sail on three ships the Pinta, the Nina and the Santa Maria. Within days of the Europeans landing, the Indians got sick. A lot of the men on board the ships were already sick, but they had been living with their diseases for a long time. This was a first encounter with those kinds of illnesses, so it effected them badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On this voyage he left 39 men on land because he thought that the natives seemed friendly. He sailed back to Spain to show off the gold he found and as well as some of the natives that he kidnapped. A lot of people viewed Columbus as brave, wise, and even godly. If anything bad happened, like slavery or murder, it was easily blamed on the crew, which were said to be the opposite of how Columbus was viewed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most important information comes from his second voyage. Columbus was horrified to find that the sailors who he left behind were all killed. If you had a tribe of millions of people in your village and there were 39 people who acted superior to you, and tried to force you into slavery, wouldn't you kill them too? The people from Spain at the time were considered treacherous, violent, and intolerable. After his first trip the people this Columbus is on a good mission. He found gold mines, spices, and unlimited amounts of wealth. He exaggerated a little, so he could come back with more men and supplies. He returned on his second voyage with 17 ship's instead of just 3. He took about 1600 Indians as slaves and sent 550 of them back to Spain to be put on display and up for slavery. Of the people who got sent to Spain 200 of them died and the rest died soon after, mainly from disease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was during his second voyage that he is being accused of genocide. Columbus's troops were stealing, killing, raping, and trying to get information from the Indians on where to find gold. Of the Indians that were still free, Columbus had all the ones who were over fourteen to fill a certain quota of gold for himself. If they failed to get up to the required amount, they got their hands chopped off. Since there wasn't very much gold in that part of the New World, a lot of people lost their hands and bled to death. They also died from torture exhaustion, famine, and disease. The new diseases they got from the Spaniards and they didn't have any immunities to. A few of these diseases were small pox, measles, influenza, and diphtheria. These diseases were all over Europe at the time. He also tried to shove Christianity down the throats of the Taino people that they encountered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a general rule for the Spaniards to be cruel. They thought that they had to be really, really, really, cruel so that the Indians wouldn't dare think that they are human beings and shouldn't be treated this way. Other things that happened, when they got their hands chopped off, for some of them they would leave a few shreds of their skin dangling from the hand so that they weren't completely chopped off. They only did this to the people that they sent to give messages to everyone else. They also liked to test their swords on the natives. Two of these tests were to see who had more manly strength, they would try to cut a human in half or see if they can cut the head off with just one blow from their sword. They also burned people alive, and hung 13 Indians at a time in honor of Jesus and his twelve apostles. They also took their babies, by the feet, from their mothers and bashed their heads against rocks, just for fun. In one of the journals it says that they would also cut the noses, hands and ears of the Indians. While as Indian leader, named Hatuey, was being tied to a stake, one of the Spanish friars was urging his to take Jesus into his heart, or except God, so his soul might go to heaven, instead if hell. He said something like this, "if that is where all the Christians go, then I would rather go to Hell."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time of his third voyage to the New World most of the Spanish settlers weren't happy with Columbus, because they weren't finding very much gold. He was accused of mismanagement, and the King and Queen sent men to detain Columbus and bring him back to Spain. Although he did get his freedom back, he didn't get as must respect and he also lost his governorship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Columbus remains a controversial figure, I hope that eventually there won't be a celebration of Columbus Day. We Native Americans, don't honor a person that opened a door to European colonialism and the exploitation of the native people. This is a persistent controversy with the Native Americans of today. We believe that history is being misused in the way that it is being taught to children in schools. Certain myths&lt;br /&gt;about Columbus make it easier for today's people to avoid taking responsibility for the actions of their government. Columbus day is not celebrated by the indigenous people as a heroic or festive event. To some people Columbus Day shows racist assumptions that the Americas were a wasteland filled with dark skinned savages just waiting for the heavenly civilization of Europe. It also seems that America is celebrating that Non-Christians should be controlled by the Christians, or their religions are superior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Indians had to battler to live on their own land, independence, speak their own language, practice their own religion, live with dignity, the ability to govern themselves, and to live in harmony with nature. Which is what they were doing before all these power hungry white people came over. People here weren't surrounded by war and needs for dominance and government. They also didn't have religious wars, economic disasters or plagues like the people from Europe had.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16506677-113217848139489741?l=jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113217848139489741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16506677&amp;postID=113217848139489741' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/113217848139489741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/113217848139489741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/2005/11/my-research-paper.html' title='My Research Paper'/><author><name>jamie_chesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08076985857337557387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/1600/yea.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16506677.post-113217939509246015</id><published>2005-11-16T16:16:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T12:20:43.620-10:00</updated><title type='text'>My How To Paper (the short version)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How To Process Wild Rice&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step 1: Drying&lt;br /&gt;You place the rice on a tarp out in the sun and keep turning it over until the water dries off the rice. While you do this you can also pick out all the heads of the rice, leaves, weeds, dirt, and any other extra stuff that got mixed with the rice. Drying the rice keeps it fresh and prevents it from rotting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step 2: Parching&lt;br /&gt;How you do this is to take the rice, that was out drying on the tarp, and put it into the Parcher. This is a big machine that looks like a metal box. It is placed over a fire. The parcher has an agitator in it, so the rice doesn't burn. this stirs the rice constantly and allows it to heat slowly, and get rid of the remaining moisture, and loosen the husks. When the rice starts to pop then it is done. This step usually takes within one hour to three hours, depending on how dry the rice is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step 3: Thrashing&lt;br /&gt;For this step you put the wild rice into a machine called the Thrasher. This machine has rubber paddles that knock the hulls off of the rice kernals. There is a blower on the machine and it blows the hulls and the chaffs off the rice. The hulls are the shells that are wrapped around every piece of rice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step 4: Fanning&lt;br /&gt;The next step is called Fanning or Winnowing. My father calls this machine the Fanning Mill. This machine has screens and blowers to sort out the rice by grades. There are three different grades. The first one is the longest rice. The second one is the broken bits of the first grade rice. The third grade is the really small pieces of rice and the power and the icky stuff that you wouldn't want to eat. This step also removes the rest of the chaffs, because this machine tosses the rice up and down and the wind takes the chaffs away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step 5: Enjoying The Rice.&lt;br /&gt;Finally the rice is done now you can put it into storage bags to be cooked or sold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16506677-113217939509246015?l=jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113217939509246015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16506677&amp;postID=113217939509246015' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/113217939509246015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/113217939509246015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/2005/11/my-how-to-paper-short-version.html' title='My How To Paper (the short version)'/><author><name>jamie_chesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08076985857337557387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/1600/yea.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16506677.post-113217924495688508</id><published>2005-11-16T16:13:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T12:14:04.973-10:00</updated><title type='text'>My How To Paper (the long version)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How To Process Wild Rice&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wild rice, also called manomin in the Ojibwe language, is more of a grain than a rice, it grows on lake and river beds around Northern Minnesota. In order to process wild rice, the first thing you need to do is get the wild rice. The ricing season starts in August and goes to the beginning of September. That is why August is called Manoominike-giizis, in Ojibwe, which means the harvesting wild rice moon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;There are two different positions while ricing. The first position is the Poler, this person stands at the end of the canoe and steers it through the water. They don't use paddles, but you can bring some along if you need to go out a ways into the water, and when you wantto paddle back, but only if that part of the water is clear. Poling through the thick, tall reeds is hard work and you can't paddle through these thick reeds. The pole should be 10 to 16 feet long and have a metal tip on the end that looks like a duck's bill, which is what it is called, the bill. The reason for the bill is so that it can grab onto the roots of the rice, or the floor of the lake or river, to help push the canoe throught the ricebed. If the canoe gets tipped over it is the poler's fault because he moves the canoe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other position is the Knocker, this person knocks the rice into the bottom of the canoe using two long sticks called knockers. To harvest the rice the knocker bends the reeds down over the canoe and hits them, using a light brushing stroke. This will cause most of the ripe grain to fall into the canoe, but leaves the reed undamaged. Most of the rice falls into the canoe, but some of it falls into the water againto grow into more rice stocks.Once the bottom of the canoe is full of rice you can put it into sacks and take it to the rice processing plant. I have one in my backyard. So in order to process the rice so you can cook it and eat it there are a few things that you have to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The first step is to dry out the rice. You place the rice on a tarp out in the sun and keep turning it over until the water dries off the rice. While you do this you can also pick out all the heads of the rice, leaves, weeds, dirt, and any other extra stuff that got mixed with the rice. Drying the rice keeps it fresh and prevents it from rotting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The second step, is to parch the rice. How you do this is to take the rice, that was out drying on the tarp, and put it into the Parcher. This is a big machine that looks like a metal box. It is placed over a fire. The parcher has an agitator in it, so the rice doesn't burn. this stirs the rice constantly and allows it to heat slowly, and get rid of the remaining moisture, and loosen the husks. When the rice starts to pop then it is done. This step usually takes within one hour to three hours, depending on how dry the rice is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The next step is to put the rice into the Thrasher. This machine has rubber paddles that knock the hulls off of the rice kernals. There is a blower on the machine and it blows the hulls and the chaffs off the rice. The hulls are the shells that are wrapped around every piece of rice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The next step is called Fanning or Winnowing. My father calls this machine the Fanning Mill. This machine has screens and blowers to sort out the rice by grades. There are three different grades. The first one is the longest rice. The second one is the broken bits of the first grade rice. The third grade is the really small pieces of rice and the power and the icky stuff that you wouldn't want to eat. This step also removes the rest of the chaffs,&lt;br /&gt;because this machine tosses the rice up and down and the wind takes the chaffs away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Finally the rice is done now you can put it into storage bags to be cooked or sold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16506677-113217924495688508?l=jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113217924495688508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16506677&amp;postID=113217924495688508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/113217924495688508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/113217924495688508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/2005/11/my-how-to-paper-long-version.html' title='My How To Paper (the long version)'/><author><name>jamie_chesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08076985857337557387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/1600/yea.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16506677.post-113206392892849671</id><published>2005-11-15T08:06:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T04:12:08.940-10:00</updated><title type='text'>My favoritest thing to do</title><content type='html'>when i get back to my room, i'm going back to sleep, i am so tired.  but then i do sleep alot, i love my 12 hours of sleep each night.  But, since i have to go to school i usually only get 5 or 6 hours now.  :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16506677-113206392892849671?l=jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113206392892849671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16506677&amp;postID=113206392892849671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/113206392892849671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/113206392892849671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/2005/11/my-favoritest-thing-to-do.html' title='My favoritest thing to do'/><author><name>jamie_chesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08076985857337557387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/1600/yea.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16506677.post-113163208535513701</id><published>2005-11-10T08:09:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T04:14:45.366-10:00</updated><title type='text'>In class again</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Sitting in my wonderful writing class again! I am not looking forward to writing this next paper. It is supposed to be a persuasive one.  I am not very persuasive.  I would rather not get into discussions with people, because nothing bothers me that much.  Yea, I have some issues, but I can't think of any right now.  Especially stuff I would want to present to the class. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16506677-113163208535513701?l=jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113163208535513701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16506677&amp;postID=113163208535513701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/113163208535513701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/113163208535513701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/2005/11/in-class-again.html' title='In class again'/><author><name>jamie_chesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08076985857337557387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/1600/yea.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16506677.post-113147740805389538</id><published>2005-11-08T13:16:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T09:16:48.073-10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#E6E6FA" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Birthdate: June 24&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#F2F2FB"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/birthday.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You understand people well and are a natural born therapist.&lt;br /&gt;A peacemaker, people always seem to get along when you are around.&lt;br /&gt;You tend to be a father or mother figure to friends, even to those older than you.&lt;br /&gt;You enjoy your role, and you find that you are close to many people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your strength: Your devotion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your weakness: Reliance on others for happiness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your power color: Lilac&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your power symbol: Heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your power month: June&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/"&gt;What Does Your Birth Date Mean?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16506677-113147740805389538?l=jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113147740805389538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16506677&amp;postID=113147740805389538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/113147740805389538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/113147740805389538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/2005/11/your-birthdate-june-24-you-understand.html' title=''/><author><name>jamie_chesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08076985857337557387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/1600/yea.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16506677.post-113116616832078000</id><published>2005-11-04T22:49:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T18:49:28.320-10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;You are&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="28" src="http://images.blogthings.com/rejectedcrayonquiz/spank-me-pink.gif" width="250" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/rejectedcrayonquiz/"&gt;What Rejected Crayon Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16506677-113116616832078000?l=jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113116616832078000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16506677&amp;postID=113116616832078000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/113116616832078000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/113116616832078000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/2005/11/you-arewhat-rejected-crayon-are-you.html' title=''/><author><name>jamie_chesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08076985857337557387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/1600/yea.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16506677.post-113116603287433797</id><published>2005-11-04T22:46:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T18:47:12.876-10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Inner Child Is Sad&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/howisyourinnerchildquiz/sad.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a very sensitive soul.&lt;br /&gt;You haven't grown that thick skin that most adults have.&lt;br /&gt;Easily hurt, you tend to retreat to your comfort zone.&lt;br /&gt;You don't let many people in - unless you've trusted them for a long time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howisyourinnerchildquiz/"&gt;How Is Your Inner Child?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16506677-113116603287433797?l=jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113116603287433797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16506677&amp;postID=113116603287433797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/113116603287433797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/113116603287433797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/2005/11/your-inner-child-is-sad-youre-very.html' title=''/><author><name>jamie_chesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08076985857337557387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/1600/yea.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16506677.post-113116584460530330</id><published>2005-11-04T22:43:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T18:44:04.606-10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#eee9e9;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;You're An Alcoholic&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofdrunkareyouquiz/alcoholic.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to go back to step one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofdrunkareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Drunk Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16506677-113116584460530330?l=jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113116584460530330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16506677&amp;postID=113116584460530330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/113116584460530330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/113116584460530330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/2005/11/youre-alcoholic-time-to-go-back-to.html' title=''/><author><name>jamie_chesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08076985857337557387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/1600/yea.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16506677.post-113116546744695509</id><published>2005-11-04T22:37:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T18:38:32.026-10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eee9e9;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Keys to Your Heart&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/keystoyourheartquiz/heart.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are attracted to good manners and elegance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you feel the most alive when your lover is creative and never lets you feel bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'd like to your lover to think you are stylish and alluring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would be forced to break up with someone who was ruthless, cold-blooded, and sarcastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your ideal relationship is open. Both of you can talk about everything... no secrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think of marriage as something precious. You'll treasure marriage and treat it as sacred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this moment, you think of love as commitment. Love only works when both people are totally devoted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/keystoyourheartquiz/"&gt;What Are The Keys To Your Heart?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16506677-113116546744695509?l=jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113116546744695509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16506677&amp;postID=113116546744695509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/113116546744695509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/113116546744695509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/2005/11/keys-to-your-heart-you-are-attracted.html' title=''/><author><name>jamie_chesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08076985857337557387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/1600/yea.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16506677.post-113116663305469520</id><published>2005-11-04T22:30:00.001-10:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T18:57:13.056-10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE5DE" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Your Sleeping Position Says&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFF5EE"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a passion for everything - including sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;Outgoing and brash, you tend to still shock those who know you well.&lt;br /&gt;You tend to be selfish. You are the most likely type to hog the covers.&lt;br /&gt;You gravitate toward comfort and don't like extreme situations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyoursleepingpositionsayaboutyouquiz/"&gt;What Does Your Sleeping Position Say About You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16506677-113116663305469520?l=jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113116663305469520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16506677&amp;postID=113116663305469520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/113116663305469520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/113116663305469520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/2005/11/what-your-sleeping-position-says-you_04.html' title=''/><author><name>jamie_chesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08076985857337557387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/1600/yea.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16506677.post-113116505371381458</id><published>2005-11-04T22:30:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T18:30:53.730-10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#fea7b6;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Kissing Purity Score: 40% Pure&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffced6"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/kissingpuritytest/kiss2.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're not one to kiss and tell...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But word is, you kiss pretty well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/kissingpuritytest/"&gt;Kissing Purity Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16506677-113116505371381458?l=jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113116505371381458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16506677&amp;postID=113116505371381458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/113116505371381458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/113116505371381458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/2005/11/your-kissing-purity-score-40-pure.html' title=''/><author><name>jamie_chesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08076985857337557387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/1600/yea.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16506677.post-113107786033675374</id><published>2005-11-03T22:24:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T18:17:40.346-10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Today I didn't want to wake up, as usual.  But, I figured that I better go to my classes, because I won't be doing anything else.  I am too broke to do anything fun, so I sit in my room and watch T.V. and play on the internet all day.  It's getting to cold to walk around outside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I won't be going home this weekend.  I plan on finishing all my homework early, because I hate worrying about it.  My little sister Jennifer visited me for a while, this morning.  So I wasn't lonely today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;We took our first test in my Ojibwe class last Friday, and I still have no idea how I did.  It was really hard.  But you can tell that I try to learn it, because I try to write in Ojibwe on this blog.  I was thinking about getting some tutors for my classes, but I think getting a job would be more important.  Besides, this writing class is the only one I worry about, and I don't get along with people very well.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I have another english class this semester.  World literature, but that class is pretty easy.  I am glad  I passed my mid-term in there.  At first I wasn't sure if I should have stayed in that class.  The teacher said that we should have passed college writing 2, to be in there.  So I figured if I could pass the writing assignments in there, I should be able to pass this class.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;My only other class is algebra.  I figure as long as I am getting C's.  That is good enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16506677-113107786033675374?l=jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113107786033675374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16506677&amp;postID=113107786033675374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/113107786033675374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/113107786033675374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/2005/11/today-i-didnt-want-to-wake-up-as-usual.html' title=''/><author><name>jamie_chesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08076985857337557387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/1600/yea.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16506677.post-113085452639778796</id><published>2005-11-01T08:10:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T04:15:26.420-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday Morning in Writing Class</title><content type='html'>I actually got up on time today.  I have nothing important to write about.  I don't even feel crabby, so I can't complain about anything or anyone.  I am still sleepy, I would sleep all day if I had the chance.  But I am glad that I have class at 8 a.m. because I only have 1 more class today.  So I get done with classes by 11 a.m.  Then I have the rest of the day to do whatever I want.  Halloween was alright last night, I took my sister trick or treating around the dorms.  They are starting to think that they are getting to old to trick or treat, so I just gave them the rest of my candy, since I didn't sign up to give any out.  I didn't dress up this year.  My mother is still pissed off at me.  So I will probably end up staying here all weekend, which is gay, but better than staying with her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16506677-113085452639778796?l=jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113085452639778796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16506677&amp;postID=113085452639778796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/113085452639778796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/113085452639778796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/2005/11/tuesday-morning-in-writing-class.html' title='Tuesday Morning in Writing Class'/><author><name>jamie_chesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08076985857337557387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/1600/yea.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16506677.post-113078365742433707</id><published>2005-10-31T12:29:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T08:34:17.436-10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;HAPPY HALLOWEEN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/1600/i"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/200/i%27m%20a%20kitty.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33cc00;"&gt;This was me on Halloween when I was little.  I was usually a witch, but I am a Kitty in this one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16506677-113078365742433707?l=jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113078365742433707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16506677&amp;postID=113078365742433707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/113078365742433707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/113078365742433707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/2005/10/happy-halloween-this-was-me-on.html' title=''/><author><name>jamie_chesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08076985857337557387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/1600/yea.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16506677.post-113053005823041197</id><published>2005-10-28T15:00:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T11:07:38.240-09:00</updated><title type='text'>Some More Pictures of My Family.  I love Pictures!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/1600/scan0008.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/200/scan0008.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;This is my little sisters father. I call him dad because he more of a dad to me than my real father.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16506677-113053005823041197?l=jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113053005823041197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16506677&amp;postID=113053005823041197' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/113053005823041197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/113053005823041197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/2005/10/some-more-pictures-of-my-f_113053005823041197.html' title='Some More Pictures of My Family.  I love Pictures!'/><author><name>jamie_chesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08076985857337557387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/1600/yea.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16506677.post-113052879033405233</id><published>2005-10-28T14:46:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T10:46:30.336-09:00</updated><title type='text'>Some More Pictures of My Family.  I love Pictures!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/1600/scan0007.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/200/scan0007.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#009900;"&gt;Here is my Father.  I hardly ever get see him. This is the last time I seen him, it was at my older sisters wedding, 3 or 4 years ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16506677-113052879033405233?l=jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113052879033405233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16506677&amp;postID=113052879033405233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/113052879033405233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/113052879033405233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/2005/10/some-more-pictures-of-my-family-i-love_28.html' title='Some More Pictures of My Family.  I love Pictures!'/><author><name>jamie_chesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08076985857337557387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/1600/yea.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16506677.post-113052826220812225</id><published>2005-10-28T14:37:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T10:37:42.216-09:00</updated><title type='text'>Some More Pictures of My Family.  I love Pictures!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/1600/mommy%20and%20me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/200/mommy%20and%20me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;Here is my mommy and me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16506677-113052826220812225?l=jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113052826220812225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16506677&amp;postID=113052826220812225' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/113052826220812225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/113052826220812225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/2005/10/some-more-pictures-of-my-family-i-love.html' title='Some More Pictures of My Family.  I love Pictures!'/><author><name>jamie_chesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08076985857337557387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/1600/yea.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16506677.post-113045769062439970</id><published>2005-10-27T19:01:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T15:10:23.210-09:00</updated><title type='text'>Boozhoo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#009900;"&gt;Aanniin abinoojiinyag. Aaniish ezhi-ayaayan? Niiyo-giizhigad, binaakwe-giizis niizhtanagonagizis ashi niizhwaaswi. Gaawiin gikendagwazinoon aapiji Ojibwemowin. Gwayakwendaagwad na akina gegoo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16506677-113045769062439970?l=jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113045769062439970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16506677&amp;postID=113045769062439970' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/113045769062439970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/113045769062439970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/2005/10/boozhoo.html' title='Boozhoo'/><author><name>jamie_chesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08076985857337557387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/1600/yea.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16506677.post-113030077215306413</id><published>2005-10-25T23:24:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T19:26:12.160-09:00</updated><title type='text'>What's going on in my life tonight.  (Not much)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;It is almost Halloween. I think this is my favorite holiday. I like to dress up and I love chocolate! It is fun watching scary movies all week too. But since I am living in a dorm this year I don't get to spend this holiday with my sisters. I usually do everything with them, I love spending time with them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Maybe my dad will stop being an ass, and let them actually visit me here at school. But then Halloween is on a Monday and that is gay, cuz they got school the next day.  At least he doesn't work that day, so he can't say that he is too tired to drive them a whole 28 miles to Bemidji.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;My sisters can be really bitchy too, so they usually get what they want. My mom doesn't really have much of a say in anything, my sisters don't listen to her anymore. I don't know how they can act like that, I respected my parents when I was little. But I guess things changed nowadays, like how you can't spank your kids anymore because it is considered child abuse. My dad actually threatened them with having to take a nap last weekend! (That sister is 12 now!) They thought it was hilarious and teased him about it all weekend. That's my family! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Also, last weekend me and my little sister Cholb were trying to be nice to each other all weekend. That meant that we couldn't make fun of each other, or call each other "bad" nicknames, like ugly, fat, stupid..... My youngest sister Cran thought it was fun to annoy us and made it even harder. Not being evil for a few days was actually peaceful, I thought.  Cholb seemed to have been having problems with it, and tried to stay away from me because being insulting is a big part of our conversations.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16506677-113030077215306413?l=jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113030077215306413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16506677&amp;postID=113030077215306413' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/113030077215306413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/113030077215306413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/2005/10/whats-going-on-in-my-life-tonight-not.html' title='What&apos;s going on in my life tonight.  (Not much)'/><author><name>jamie_chesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08076985857337557387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/1600/yea.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16506677.post-113013164749536467</id><published>2005-10-24T00:24:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T20:34:39.576-09:00</updated><title type='text'>Newest Family Members</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/1600/266[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/200/266%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;My auntie had twins!&lt;br /&gt;September 8th 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Irene Lynn and Lylian Rose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16506677-113013164749536467?l=jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113013164749536467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16506677&amp;postID=113013164749536467' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/113013164749536467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/113013164749536467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/2005/10/newest-family-members.html' title='Newest Family Members'/><author><name>jamie_chesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08076985857337557387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/1600/yea.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16506677.post-113011362278965629</id><published>2005-10-23T19:23:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T15:28:51.310-09:00</updated><title type='text'>Wrestling Talk</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/1600/kurt%20angle%2031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/200/kurt%20angle%2031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/1600/john%20cena.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/200/john%20cena.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/1600/kurt%20angle%203.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;One thing that I don't like about wrestling is that you always know who is gonna win. It is obvious: the good guys, unless of course, the bad guys cheat. You can usually tell when someone is gonna cheat too: If they come out with a diva, or another wrestler to stand on the sidelines, or if something happened to screw up their match or someone elses in the previous week. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;My favorite good guys are: Rey Mysterio and John Cena &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;My favorite bad guys are: Randy Orton and Kurt Angle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;My favorite losers are: Christian and Carlito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;My least favorite wrestlers: JBL and Shawn Michaels &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16506677-113011362278965629?l=jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113011362278965629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16506677&amp;postID=113011362278965629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/113011362278965629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/113011362278965629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/2005/10/wrestling-talk.html' title='Wrestling Talk'/><author><name>jamie_chesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08076985857337557387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/1600/yea.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16506677.post-112981390843681149</id><published>2005-10-20T08:08:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T04:11:48.443-09:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday Morning Thoughts</title><content type='html'>I am tired.  I was up til 4 a.m. last night and had to get up for an 8 a.m. class this morning.  Also, I was wondering if I should skip class on Friday, so I can go home this weekend, or not.  I wish I didn't have to skip, but my step-dad doesn't work this Friday.  The only classes that I have are Ojibwe and math.  I could care less for math, but i have a big quiz in my Ojibwe class that I shouldn't skip.  I don't know what to do.  But I gotta go cuz class is starting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16506677-112981390843681149?l=jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/112981390843681149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16506677&amp;postID=112981390843681149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/112981390843681149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/112981390843681149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/2005/10/thursday-morning-thoughts.html' title='Thursday Morning Thoughts'/><author><name>jamie_chesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08076985857337557387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/1600/yea.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16506677.post-112959996312924239</id><published>2005-10-17T18:42:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T16:48:05.586-09:00</updated><title type='text'>Midasogonagizis ashi niizhwaaswi</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Nitam-anokii-giizhigad. Gaawiin gegoo inakamigasinoon. Gii-gimiwan dibikong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16506677-112959996312924239?l=jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/112959996312924239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16506677&amp;postID=112959996312924239' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/112959996312924239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/112959996312924239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/2005/10/midasogonagizis-ashi-niizhwaaswi.html' title='Midasogonagizis ashi niizhwaaswi'/><author><name>jamie_chesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08076985857337557387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/1600/yea.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16506677.post-112953007211223190</id><published>2005-10-17T01:20:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T16:53:26.413-09:00</updated><title type='text'>A Few Things That I Miss</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/1600/scan00062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/320/scan0006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Here is a picture of the cars that I used to own.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;'90 Ford Festiva and '93 Geo Storm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16506677-112953007211223190?l=jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/112953007211223190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16506677&amp;postID=112953007211223190' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/112953007211223190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/112953007211223190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/2005/10/few-things-that-i-miss.html' title='A Few Things That I Miss'/><author><name>jamie_chesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08076985857337557387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/1600/yea.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16506677.post-112952964286069355</id><published>2005-10-17T01:12:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T21:22:49.806-09:00</updated><title type='text'>A Happy Thought</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;One good thing that I did this weekend was finish my homework! I know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16506677-112952964286069355?l=jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/112952964286069355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16506677&amp;postID=112952964286069355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/112952964286069355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/112952964286069355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/2005/10/happy-thought.html' title='A Happy Thought'/><author><name>jamie_chesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08076985857337557387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/1600/yea.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16506677.post-112907249901733157</id><published>2005-10-11T18:14:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T14:14:59.023-09:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes I get to go home this weekend!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Last weekend sucked.  I didn't get my homework done because I was watching T.V. and on the internet all weekend.  This weekend I will have plent of time ot do my homework cuz I will be going home tomorrow, and we don't got no cable or internet hooked up there.  I am leaving that early cuz we have no classes on Friday and both of my teachers cancelled on my Thursday classes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16506677-112907249901733157?l=jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/112907249901733157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16506677&amp;postID=112907249901733157' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/112907249901733157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/112907249901733157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/2005/10/yes-i-get-to-go-home-this-weekend.html' title='Yes I get to go home this weekend!'/><author><name>jamie_chesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08076985857337557387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/1600/yea.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16506677.post-112883834564253487</id><published>2005-10-09T01:05:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T21:12:25.646-09:00</updated><title type='text'>Binaakwe-giizis zhaangasogonagizi</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#009900;"&gt;Ahneen miinawaa.   Bezhigo-diba' iganed ashi naanan diba' igaansan.  Gisinaa agwajing. Onizhishin gimiwang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16506677-112883834564253487?l=jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/112883834564253487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16506677&amp;postID=112883834564253487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/112883834564253487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/112883834564253487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/2005/10/binaakwe-giizis-zhaangasogonagizi.html' title='Binaakwe-giizis zhaangasogonagizi'/><author><name>jamie_chesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08076985857337557387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/1600/yea.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16506677.post-112883688917534537</id><published>2005-10-09T00:44:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T21:14:55.153-09:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I am sorry if I sound all crabby or evil, I am a very depressing person. I will try to put happy thoughts on here too, along with all my bitchyness. Have a lovely day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16506677-112883688917534537?l=jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/112883688917534537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16506677&amp;postID=112883688917534537' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/112883688917534537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/112883688917534537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/2005/10/sorry.html' title='Sorry'/><author><name>jamie_chesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08076985857337557387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/1600/yea.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16506677.post-112880060210389678</id><published>2005-10-08T14:42:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T21:15:16.560-09:00</updated><title type='text'>If I only had my I.D.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I would go out and drink tonight, but I don't have my driver's license, yet. My license got revoked. In order to get it back I had to pay a $30 reinstatement fee, re-take the written test, and wait the 30 days and have a written letter saying that I have car insurance. I finished everything, except the letter for proof of insurance. Which I can't get because I totalled my car. My step-dad wouldn't put me on his insurance and my real dad is probably in jail or rehad. My mother doesn't have her own car. After i passed the written test i filled out that little yellow form and they took my picture. That was last spring. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Then on June 24th of this year I turned 21. I still didn't get my I.D. in the mail. I realized that my I.D. expires when you turn 21 and no places take it without that yellow receit, which I already lost. I still got drunk though, I got my older sister to buy for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Anywayz, I tried to talk to the driver's office place thingy, they said as soon as i get the insurance letter, they will send the driver's license that they are holding for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;So I tried to get an I.D. card instead, cuz I won't be doing much driving anyway. I just needed the I.D. so I can drink. they said that I can't have a driver's license and an I.D. at the same time, and since they are already holding my driver's license for me I can't get the I.D. So I don't have a &lt;strong&gt;valid&lt;/strong&gt; I.D. or driver's license.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;That is just too much trouble to go through, so I won't be drinking tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16506677-112880060210389678?l=jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/112880060210389678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16506677&amp;postID=112880060210389678' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/112880060210389678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/112880060210389678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/2005/10/if-i-only-had-my-id.html' title='If I only had my I.D.'/><author><name>jamie_chesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08076985857337557387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/1600/yea.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16506677.post-112861785750239107</id><published>2005-10-06T11:51:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T07:58:12.250-09:00</updated><title type='text'>I think I know what I wanna do</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I am interested in finding out about my own culture, since I grew up away from it. Well, i'm still around it with the leech lake rez close to home, but I could learn more. I think I will go into indian studies. But I still don't know about a major. So I am probably gonna go to the indian school in Kansas next year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16506677-112861785750239107?l=jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/112861785750239107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16506677&amp;postID=112861785750239107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/112861785750239107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/112861785750239107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-think-i-know-what-i-wanna-do.html' title='I think I know what I wanna do'/><author><name>jamie_chesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08076985857337557387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/1600/yea.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16506677.post-112679353473989321</id><published>2005-09-27T14:23:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T18:12:17.886-09:00</updated><title type='text'>100 Things About Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Brown Hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Brown Eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;21 years old&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Native American&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;White Earth Reservation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I think I'm in the wolf clan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Part Irish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;In college at a University &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Used to go to a technical school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Graduated high school in 2002&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Graduated from Blackduck Minnesota&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I don't know what I want to do, I want to learn everything, so I don't know what my major is yet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I have 5 sisters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;No brothers ( except for my half brother, but I don't count him cuz I have no idea how many more I got, at least 3 plus another half sister)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Don't have any pets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Like cats more than dogs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'm very shy, but friendly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Worked as a cashier - I loved it, it was fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Worked as a day care provider&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Worked as a housekeeper in a hotel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Love children&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I don't have any of my own yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Love to watch cartoons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Favorite food is spaghetti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Like Pepsi better than coke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I love to drink.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Like bacardi more than vodka (smirnoff)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;My favorite bacardi's are: big apple, razz and superior.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I also drink captain morgan, and southern comfort.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Hate beer, but I will drink it if my bottle's all gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Smoke camels - turkish gold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Also smoke marlb menthols occasionally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I like the cherry sweet dreams, but they are too expensive to smoke all the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I tried smokeless tobacco, and it's alright, it just probably isn't cute for a girl to spit every few seconds. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Love to watch movies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Don't like horror movies cuz I get scared easily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;But I will watch them &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I believe in ghosts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I read my horoscope everyday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;My sign is Cancer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I was born at 10:33 a.m. on a Sunday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'm left-handed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I hate shoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I don't like to wear jewelry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I am allergic to some jewelry metals. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;My favorite type of music is classic rock, I listen to everything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;My favorite song is &lt;em&gt;Hotel California&lt;/em&gt; by The Eagles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I was named after the song &lt;em&gt;Jamie's Crying&lt;/em&gt; by Van Halen, but I don't really like them much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I have been listening to oldies all summer, my little sisters can't stand it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I don't like too much country or bluegrass, but my parents listen to it a lot so I can sing along with it, that's sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I can't sing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I took piano lessons but still don't no very many songs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I am trying to learn how to play the guitar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I usually have long finger nails but I cut them so I can practice on the guitar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I used to have long hair, I cut it a week before school and I miss it a lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I have a tattoo, a small one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I used to have my belly button pierced, there is just an ugly scar there now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I am not a morning person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I love snow because it's sparkly in the sunlight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I hate swimming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'm scared of leeches, fish and drowning (that's why I don't go swimming)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I love to ice fish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I don't eat fish, I think it tastes icky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I like to go ricing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I don't like venison.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;My favorite colors are purple and red&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;My sister is one of my best friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I hate making my bed, it more comfortable when it's messy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;My favorite season is fall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I don't like bugs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;My favorite flowers are carnations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I think they are prettier than roses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I love to read.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;One of my favorite books is &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;A Child Called It. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I read Harry Potter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I love cooking and baking, especially with flour, I like making messes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I watch wrestling. Carlito is my favorite wrestler. I like his fro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I procrastinate too much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I want to build my own house, but I'm too scared to take carpentry classes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I've never been in jail before, and I'm scared to get into trouble again, cuz I don't wanna go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I got 30 days hanging over my head, so far.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'm scared of car rides, I had 2 car accidents within the last year. ( that's why I am in trouble, both my fault and no insurance, and I didn't have a license the first time.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I don't own a car right now( totaled both, at least they were mine.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Yes, I'm finally done paying my fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I rode in an ambulance once, it was fun but don't do it unless you really need to. (over $500 just for a ride across town!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;What sucked was I didn't get to see what my face looked like all bloody, that would have been cool and creepy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'm gonna get a car soon, so watch out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'm really honest, and that sucks sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I think I'm gonna be an auntie, my half-brother (who I never met, yet) is pregnant. Or his girlfriend is anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I like to "dissect" my food before I eat it, so I ain't eating anything that looks gross.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I love thunderstorms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I have more guy friends than girl friends, so I think I'm a tomboy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I don't have a boyfriend right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;But I'm looking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I love taking picture, but I am a horrible photographer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;A few of my favorite T.V. shows are: mad t.v., that's so raven, that 70's show, and family guy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I wanna have my own daycare someday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I like to play video games, some of my favorites are: Tekken, SSX tricky, and anything with mario, I love mario games.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I have a gamecube, a playstation 2, super nintendo, nintendo 64, and an xbox.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I love to play the sims and starcraft on the computer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16506677-112679353473989321?l=jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/112679353473989321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16506677&amp;postID=112679353473989321' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/112679353473989321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/112679353473989321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/2005/09/100-things-about-me.html' title='100 Things About Me'/><author><name>jamie_chesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08076985857337557387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/1600/yea.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16506677.post-112778147001612845</id><published>2005-09-26T18:08:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T19:56:28.086-09:00</updated><title type='text'>My Only Older Sister</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/1600/scan00042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/200/scan00041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is my older sister Jodi. She is 22. She is married and lives in New Mexico. She doesn't have any cool nicknames like my other sister cuz we don't see her that often. So we can't make fun of her that much. She still needs to send me one of her wedding pictures, so if she is reading this, I'm still waiting. She has three dogs, their names are Tyson, Cecil and Spike.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16506677-112778147001612845?l=jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/112778147001612845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16506677&amp;postID=112778147001612845' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/112778147001612845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/112778147001612845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/2005/09/my-only-older-sister.html' title='My Only Older Sister'/><author><name>jamie_chesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08076985857337557387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/1600/yea.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16506677.post-112778271829784591</id><published>2005-09-26T17:55:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T19:56:07.420-09:00</updated><title type='text'>My Sister Feefer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/1600/feefer%202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/200/feefer%202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is my little sister Jennifer. She is my best friend, she's almost 20. She is working on her GED, so she can come to college with me next year. Her other nicknames are Jelly Bean, Cracker and French Fry. She likes to be called Domanic. Her favorite wrestlers are Eddie Guerrero, Booker T and The Undertaker. Her favorite movie is The Pest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16506677-112778271829784591?l=jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/112778271829784591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16506677&amp;postID=112778271829784591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/112778271829784591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/112778271829784591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/2005/09/my-sister-feefer.html' title='My Sister Feefer'/><author><name>jamie_chesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08076985857337557387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/1600/yea.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16506677.post-112778172647616744</id><published>2005-09-26T17:41:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T18:16:05.116-09:00</updated><title type='text'>Sister Bombee</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/1600/scan00031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/200/scan00031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/1600/scan0004.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Sonja, she is in 11th grade this year. She is a hater and would kill me if she knew I was writting about her. But she is sensitive too. That's why we don't make fun of her as much. Her favorite color is yellow. Her other nicknames are Stone, Stompa and Chone. Her favorite wrestlers are Rey Mysterio, John Cena, Scottie 2 Hottie, and Billy Kidman. Her cat's name is Pookie Two SlashThree (it changes alot). She was born on April fools Day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16506677-112778172647616744?l=jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/112778172647616744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16506677&amp;postID=112778172647616744' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/112778172647616744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/112778172647616744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/2005/09/sister-bombee.html' title='Sister Bombee'/><author><name>jamie_chesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08076985857337557387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/1600/yea.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16506677.post-112778024882669483</id><published>2005-09-26T16:55:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T19:55:34.200-09:00</updated><title type='text'>My Little Sister Cholb</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/1600/scan0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/200/scan0003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is another one of my sisters. ( I got 5 of them, and I need stuff to write about so...) Her real name is Sylvia, but at home we only call each other by our real names when we are mad at each other. I have no idea where her nickname came from. She is in 9th grade. This is the one sister of mine that got us all into wrestling. Her favorite wrestlers are Rene Dupree, Randy Orton,John Cena and Brock Lesnar. One of her favorite words is Billy. She calls everyone Billy especially her cat (her cat's name is monkey). She got that word from watching The Hot Chick. Her other favorite word is fag. That one is from South Park, the episode where they count how many times they say shit in one episode. For awhile she went around singing the fag song. My sister Jen no longer lets my other sisters watch that t.v. show. She teases me all the time because she has the longest hair now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16506677-112778024882669483?l=jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/112778024882669483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16506677&amp;postID=112778024882669483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/112778024882669483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/112778024882669483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/2005/09/my-little-sister-cholb.html' title='My Little Sister Cholb'/><author><name>jamie_chesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08076985857337557387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/1600/yea.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16506677.post-112777889097416914</id><published>2005-09-26T14:34:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T15:15:35.986-10:00</updated><title type='text'>My Baby Sister Lil' Cran Cran</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/1600/scan0006.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/200/scan0006.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/1600/scan00054.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/1600/scan00321.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My youngest sister's name is Shannon. But we call her Cran Cran. It's one of her most recent nicknames. Another one of her nicknames is Cody ( that one is from the movie scary movie 3. seriously there are some movies i shouldn't let them watch). My sisters have very interesting imaginations. She is in 7th grade this year. Her favorite color is purple, just like me. Her daddy is part german so I sometimes call her a little nazi. But she calls me ugly whenever she gets a chance. She wears glasses like me and she used to be called my mini-me, back when we watched austin powers. Her favorite wrestler was Charlie Haas, but since he isn't on smackdown anymore, her new favorite is Batista. Her kitty's name is Baby.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16506677-112777889097416914?l=jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/112777889097416914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16506677&amp;postID=112777889097416914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/112777889097416914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/112777889097416914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/2005/09/my-baby-sister-lil-cran-cran.html' title='My Baby Sister Lil&apos; Cran Cran'/><author><name>jamie_chesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08076985857337557387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/1600/yea.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16506677.post-112777110716561131</id><published>2005-09-26T12:40:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T05:46:33.340-09:00</updated><title type='text'>My picture</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/1600/scan2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/200/scan1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/1600/jamie.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I don't have a recent picture. I think I was 18 in this one. And yes I usually am as crabby as I look.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16506677-112777110716561131?l=jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/112777110716561131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16506677&amp;postID=112777110716561131' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/112777110716561131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/112777110716561131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/2005/09/my-picture.html' title='My picture'/><author><name>jamie_chesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08076985857337557387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/1600/yea.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16506677.post-112718655005616498</id><published>2005-09-19T20:23:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2005-09-19T18:22:30.060-09:00</updated><title type='text'>I love wrestling</title><content type='html'>I watch smackdown every Friday night.  My sisters got me into it.  Yes, I know we are weird.  I don't like Raw as much, but I watch it because Kurt Angle, John Cena, and Carlito Caribbean Cool got drafted there.  I think Carlito is hot because I like his hair.  I don't like John Cena as much but I still bought his CD.  My little sisters really love him and Kurt Angle has really pretty eyes.  At least we got Batista, Christian,  Chris Benoit and Randy Orton.  None of my guy friends watch wrestling, they think it is for fags.  But most of them watched it when they were little.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16506677-112718655005616498?l=jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/112718655005616498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16506677&amp;postID=112718655005616498' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/112718655005616498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/112718655005616498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-love-wrestling.html' title='I love wrestling'/><author><name>jamie_chesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08076985857337557387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/1600/yea.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16506677.post-112680371771581882</id><published>2005-09-19T20:03:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T07:00:58.803-09:00</updated><title type='text'>Boozhoo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/1600/scan1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Ahneen, Jamie nindizhinikaaz. Anishinaabeg indow. Gaa-waababiganikaag nindoonjibaa. Gii-minogiizhigad bijinaago. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;I am learning to speak Ojibwe. So if you don't understand this it says: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Hi. My name is Jamie. I am one of the people (or native or indian). I am from White Earth Reservation. It was a nice day yesterday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;As soon as I learn more it will be more interesting to read. ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16506677-112680371771581882?l=jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/112680371771581882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16506677&amp;postID=112680371771581882' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/112680371771581882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/112680371771581882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/2005/09/boozhoo.html' title='Boozhoo'/><author><name>jamie_chesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08076985857337557387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/1600/yea.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16506677.post-112661795868901140</id><published>2005-09-13T06:25:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T04:36:07.246-09:00</updated><title type='text'>My Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I have five sisters and no brothers.  Four of them are younger than me.  My older sister is already married so she doesn't live with us anymore.  My three littlest sisters are still in high school and the other is trying to get her GED so she can hopefully come to college with me next year.  We have three cats and one dog.  The cats are named Monkey, Baby and Pookie Two Slash Three and the dogs' name is Silver.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16506677-112661795868901140?l=jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/112661795868901140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16506677&amp;postID=112661795868901140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/112661795868901140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16506677/posts/default/112661795868901140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiechesleyblog.blogspot.com/2005/09/my-family.html' title='My Family'/><author><name>jamie_chesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08076985857337557387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6896/1568/1600/yea.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
