<?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-7378690668638264558</id><updated>2011-04-21T16:15:32.473-07:00</updated><category term='day 2'/><category term='Italy'/><category term='Beginning'/><category term='Finals week'/><title type='text'>Mortui Vivos Docent</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saraheffie.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378690668638264558/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saraheffie.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Pallormortis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11966991334877575878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Bj4xY8XBHYc/R90GeUNZ9HI/AAAAAAAAAAY/l9B-pOj__3A/S220/Photo+40.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378690668638264558.post-5541393191759163626</id><published>2008-10-16T14:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T14:33:28.854-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Well, I'm offically unemployed as of tomorrow (at 7:00pm.) It is slightly depressing but a train ride to Canada and seeing all my friends will be a nice way to end my employment period as I move toward job hunting. I have placed applications at four places and I've heard back from one (Something Silver in Bellevue Square) so I have an interview on Sunday (Which I'm NOT prepared for.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm trying to decide where else I could go and apply. Anime Raku would be fun and for some reason I get this strange feeling I know one of the guys that works there (same class or something?) but they have nice hours and they are even closed on Monday's which works cause of my Capoeira classes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;School is going GREAT! Most of my nights are spent doing homework and nothing much (besides talking to my wife) but I love each class. Pre-Calc. is not that hard and Biology is fun due to the teacher. Criminal Justice is harder then I thought but I still enjoy it, I just have to study hard for the tests (I've gotta beat all those people out. xD) Capoeira is one of the best classes I've ever taken and I'm so glad I can share it with two of my good friends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;We have a blast. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm totally excited to take it next quarter, gives me a day off from work and while it's hard work it is fun. I've also played with the idea of going to the classes down in Seattle, but they are so far away and during busy traffic hours that I would rather not have to cross any of the bridges to get down there. Camará Sara is an awesome teacher (I don't know what her offical title would be since I know she is not a mestre. But I could be wrong. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Anyways, love that class to bits. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;But, as for that, nothing much is happening. I've been sick for two weeks which is getting annoying but I'll live, I just wish I could have my voice back and the latest lab results from my doctor state that my thyroid levels are increasing, YAY hyperthyroid. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Well, I must be off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Ciao! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;- Sarah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7378690668638264558-5541393191759163626?l=saraheffie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saraheffie.blogspot.com/feeds/5541393191759163626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7378690668638264558&amp;postID=5541393191759163626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378690668638264558/posts/default/5541393191759163626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378690668638264558/posts/default/5541393191759163626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saraheffie.blogspot.com/2008/10/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Pallormortis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11966991334877575878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Bj4xY8XBHYc/R90GeUNZ9HI/AAAAAAAAAAY/l9B-pOj__3A/S220/Photo+40.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378690668638264558.post-6651655125387000670</id><published>2008-09-22T10:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T10:55:53.137-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:78%;" &gt;So, I thought I would update with some pictures from Anime Evolution, even though it almost happened more then a month ago. I'm horrible, I know, I was supposed to update while I was there but I ended up spending most of my time with the gang and chilling with my NEW friends.&lt;br /&gt;You all know who you are. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bj4xY8XBHYc/SNfTiMgsnQI/AAAAAAAAADw/jVPU4WoHQqo/s1600-h/HPIM0792.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 156px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bj4xY8XBHYc/SNfTiMgsnQI/AAAAAAAAADw/jVPU4WoHQqo/s320/HPIM0792.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248896475150982402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;So, now we have the Ali-monster when we working on her wig. That was the most interesting experience I had ever had to encounter. Honestly, that wig hated me. It shed all over my bedspread and the floor....and stuck to clothes...shoes....okay...it was just horrible. But it was the best nights, working on that stupid wig. xD&lt;br /&gt;And it TURNED out AMAAAAZING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bj4xY8XBHYc/SNfUJFoVfJI/AAAAAAAAAD4/-_rDR1nw30k/s1600-h/HPIM0793.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 155px; height: 207px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bj4xY8XBHYc/SNfUJFoVfJI/AAAAAAAAAD4/-_rDR1nw30k/s320/HPIM0793.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248897143318871186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Words cannot describe the horror that Brit-brit was when she was given possession of those handcuffs. I've never seen someone so happy to snap them on anyone she could trick into getting close and them dragging them around (as seen in the next picture, though...our friend CC Strife was the one dragging at the time.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bj4xY8XBHYc/SNfUv0wYt-I/AAAAAAAAAEA/-ZwZ1OBE67c/s1600-h/HPIM0794.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bj4xY8XBHYc/SNfUv0wYt-I/AAAAAAAAAEA/-ZwZ1OBE67c/s320/HPIM0794.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248897808804132834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WILL ADD MORE LATER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7378690668638264558-6651655125387000670?l=saraheffie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saraheffie.blogspot.com/feeds/6651655125387000670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7378690668638264558&amp;postID=6651655125387000670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378690668638264558/posts/default/6651655125387000670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378690668638264558/posts/default/6651655125387000670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saraheffie.blogspot.com/2008/09/so-i-thought-i-would-update-with-some.html' title=''/><author><name>Pallormortis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11966991334877575878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Bj4xY8XBHYc/R90GeUNZ9HI/AAAAAAAAAAY/l9B-pOj__3A/S220/Photo+40.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bj4xY8XBHYc/SNfTiMgsnQI/AAAAAAAAADw/jVPU4WoHQqo/s72-c/HPIM0792.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378690668638264558.post-4788770347666703894</id><published>2008-08-21T16:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T16:46:25.204-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Anime Evolution 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It's official!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I've entered the world of being a dork.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Not that I have not been a resident for some time now but still, this is the peak, the all time dork-thing I could do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And I'm so excited.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm going to a convention.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Not just any convention.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But an ANIME convention. In Canada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;More specifically...UBC (University of British Columbia)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;TOTALLY excited. Nervous since this is my first con (Sakuracon doesn't count I guess, you have to actually be a registered member to count. xD not just a stalker)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But! For the next weekend this blog will be dedicated to all things AE08. Pictures, News, Crazyness, even my friends will be posting their thoughts on the blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;As for the people going I will give some bios.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;1) Sarah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Alias: Sars, Pope. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Age: 20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Official driver and organizer of con. Also the most poor and least organized when it comes to everything else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Huzzah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;2) Amy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Alias: Misa (Her cosplay), God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Age: 19&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;My rock. The only thing keeping me from going crazy. Second official driver (emergency only) and my organization. Also, the DJ. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;3) Brit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Alias: Matt (Her Cosplay for one day)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Age: 19&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Just all around good times. Keeps me sane and gives me massive amounts of hugs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;4) Ali&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Alias: Near (Her Cosplay) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Age: 17&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;CANADIAN BUDDAY! Love this girl to death. She will be our tour guide through the scary world of "foreign" Canada. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Yes, she does speak French. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;5) Donny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Alias: Devil &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Age: 17 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Last minute add on. Official group bodyguard. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;SOOO! Keep a look out for updates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To the "Cousin": &lt;/strong&gt;Don't you DEMAND Italy Pictures! xD I will put some up tonight, happy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;LOVE YOU LOTS! I miss you so much! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ALSO! I have Black hair now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It's kind of scary. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'll have plenty of pictures of it. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7378690668638264558-4788770347666703894?l=saraheffie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saraheffie.blogspot.com/feeds/4788770347666703894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7378690668638264558&amp;postID=4788770347666703894' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378690668638264558/posts/default/4788770347666703894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378690668638264558/posts/default/4788770347666703894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saraheffie.blogspot.com/2008/08/anime-evolution-2008_21.html' title='Anime Evolution 2008'/><author><name>Pallormortis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11966991334877575878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Bj4xY8XBHYc/R90GeUNZ9HI/AAAAAAAAAAY/l9B-pOj__3A/S220/Photo+40.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378690668638264558.post-1233288951401729694</id><published>2008-08-05T15:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T22:06:56.621-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Italy Trip [Image Heavy]</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Here is a photo tour of my trip to Italy. I picked some of my favorite photos for this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Please note this is going to be very IMAGE HEAVY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SO BEGINS THE TOUR!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bj4xY8XBHYc/SJjcFaCgkNI/AAAAAAAAABY/vF-2dwuJD6o/s1600-h/HPIM0319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 167px; height: 223px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bj4xY8XBHYc/SJjcFaCgkNI/AAAAAAAAABY/vF-2dwuJD6o/s320/HPIM0319.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231172952638132434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;-- This is what France looks like from in an airplane. Heidi, cover your ey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;es. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bj4xY8XBHYc/SJjchz_IDDI/AAAAAAAAABg/4weLu3wE-YA/s1600-h/HPIM0320.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 189px; height: 232px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bj4xY8XBHYc/SJjchz_IDDI/AAAAAAAAABg/4weLu3wE-YA/s320/HPIM0320.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231173440639601714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;-- All through Italy there are these things called 'Autogrills.' They are like McDonalds. Really. And the food at McDonalds is better, my mother would beg to differ...but I did not enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bj4xY8XBHYc/SJjecp2LH9I/AAAAAAAAABo/Gub_bOwLu2Q/s1600-h/HPIM0327.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 285px; height: 170px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bj4xY8XBHYc/SJjecp2LH9I/AAAAAAAAABo/Gub_bOwLu2Q/s320/HPIM0327.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231175551041609682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;-- The drive to our hotel was really beautiful. Granted, I took this before I fell asleep. Very tired, I had essentially been awake for more then twenty-four hours without any sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bj4xY8XBHYc/SJjfjzrG1lI/AAAAAAAAABw/iOnRPJZhneY/s1600-h/HPIM0329.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 215px; height: 262px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bj4xY8XBHYc/SJjfjzrG1lI/AAAAAAAAABw/iOnRPJZhneY/s320/HPIM0329.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231176773450258002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;This was a beautiful home in a park near our hotel. It was under renovations but the outside was just beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bj4xY8XBHYc/SJkppaGsW4I/AAAAAAAAACY/SKzW0MhrmNs/s1600-h/HPIM0336.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 196px; height: 262px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bj4xY8XBHYc/SJkppaGsW4I/AAAAAAAAACY/SKzW0MhrmNs/s320/HPIM0336.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231258233526311810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;One of the hotels. This was not ours, but I loved that it was painted pink. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bj4xY8XBHYc/SJkqC2kLS9I/AAAAAAAAACg/lcnBmr0SjeQ/s1600-h/HPIM0343.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 263px; height: 198px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bj4xY8XBHYc/SJkqC2kLS9I/AAAAAAAAACg/lcnBmr0SjeQ/s320/HPIM0343.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231258670662896594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The meat in the background is called prosciutto. It is a cured ham that you eat on sandwiches, pizza, with fruit or pasta. It is an uncooked meat and it is actually really good, despite that those are the legs of pigs.&lt;br /&gt;I actually learned to like it on my pizza, a lot. xD&lt;br /&gt;I took a picture of my cousin and my mother in front of the stand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bj4xY8XBHYc/SJkq2PzGC3I/AAAAAAAAACo/lf0tvBtxqr4/s1600-h/HPIM0345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 271px; height: 203px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bj4xY8XBHYc/SJkq2PzGC3I/AAAAAAAAACo/lf0tvBtxqr4/s320/HPIM0345.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231259553609681778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Larry (tour guide) stops to smell the roses at our first cooking school over looking the walled city of Lucca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bj4xY8XBHYc/SJkrYb3HN8I/AAAAAAAAACw/1CAThzvoAS4/s1600-h/HPIM0354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 179px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bj4xY8XBHYc/SJkrYb3HN8I/AAAAAAAAACw/1CAThzvoAS4/s320/HPIM0354.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231260140963313602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Cousin Jim is learning to cook, along with a bunch of other students. Our chef is the guy with the hat. You can't miss him.&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful day, nice and warm and the food was amaaazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bj4xY8XBHYc/SJkrwk__dXI/AAAAAAAAAC4/eSXLTyAEObo/s1600-h/HPIM0360.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 208px; height: 156px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bj4xY8XBHYc/SJkrwk__dXI/AAAAAAAAAC4/eSXLTyAEObo/s320/HPIM0360.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231260555733333362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Primi&lt;/span&gt; dish at the cooking school. It was a spinach baked something. (I was inside, writing a report.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bj4xY8XBHYc/SJksVwCw5RI/AAAAAAAAADA/wZIPxbE87Po/s1600-h/HPIM0367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 172px; height: 230px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bj4xY8XBHYc/SJksVwCw5RI/AAAAAAAAADA/wZIPxbE87Po/s320/HPIM0367.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231261194352911634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Major church in the walled city of Lucca. The inside was so beautiful, sadly no photography allowed [inside.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bj4xY8XBHYc/SJks0HdKZlI/AAAAAAAAADI/TDa2F0Qnkw0/s1600-h/HPIM0368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 227px; height: 170px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bj4xY8XBHYc/SJks0HdKZlI/AAAAAAAAADI/TDa2F0Qnkw0/s320/HPIM0368.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231261716033726034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;There was a group of kids riding around on bikes for a scavenger hunt (historical landmarks, etc.) We were cheering for the brown dots. xD&lt;br /&gt;But bikes are so cool over there, but don't let anyone trick you. There traffic is just as bad as ours and they drive just as much as we do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bj4xY8XBHYc/SJktf0PYbuI/AAAAAAAAADQ/uCsdsxOIDu0/s1600-h/003_3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 154px; height: 231px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bj4xY8XBHYc/SJktf0PYbuI/AAAAAAAAADQ/uCsdsxOIDu0/s320/003_3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231262466789895906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Our running trip through Venice. My mother was taking pictures of me navigating through the city. Just remember, NEVER PICK UP A MAP IN VENICE! You will get lost.&lt;br /&gt;Follow the yellow signs (and no, this is not a play off of the Wizard of Oz, I'm not kidding. Yellow signs = your best friend.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bj4xY8XBHYc/SJkt85vkUUI/AAAAAAAAADY/GMoCH_qDeCs/s1600-h/005_5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 161px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bj4xY8XBHYc/SJkt85vkUUI/AAAAAAAAADY/GMoCH_qDeCs/s320/005_5.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231262966483276098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;In&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; Venice there are NO cars allowed. Garbage trucks are hand-held carts and construction trucks are boats. This guy was loading debris from his job-site onto his boat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bj4xY8XBHYc/SJkueg0Dv6I/AAAAAAAAADg/vFcAtgN8UbU/s1600-h/009_9.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 247px; height: 165px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bj4xY8XBHYc/SJkueg0Dv6I/AAAAAAAAADg/vFcAtgN8UbU/s320/009_9.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231263543906779042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Venice is just...beautiful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bj4xY8XBHYc/SJku4JD0yGI/AAAAAAAAADo/HPPezNA1tEQ/s1600-h/010_10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bj4xY8XBHYc/SJku4JD0yGI/AAAAAAAAADo/HPPezNA1tEQ/s320/010_10.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231263984207054946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Silvio, the art teacher in Venice. Such a nice guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I will post more when I'm feeling better! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/7378690668638264558-1233288951401729694?l=saraheffie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saraheffie.blogspot.com/feeds/1233288951401729694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7378690668638264558&amp;postID=1233288951401729694' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378690668638264558/posts/default/1233288951401729694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378690668638264558/posts/default/1233288951401729694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saraheffie.blogspot.com/2008/08/italy-trip-image-heavy.html' title='Italy Trip [Image Heavy]'/><author><name>Pallormortis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11966991334877575878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Bj4xY8XBHYc/R90GeUNZ9HI/AAAAAAAAAAY/l9B-pOj__3A/S220/Photo+40.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bj4xY8XBHYc/SJjcFaCgkNI/AAAAAAAAABY/vF-2dwuJD6o/s72-c/HPIM0319.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378690668638264558.post-6718083293456284043</id><published>2008-07-04T23:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T23:49:50.622-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;We are leaving our first hotel (Hotel Adua) and heading toward the next one near Verona.&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone had a good Fourth of July, I know I did.&lt;br /&gt;That must sound weird considering we were in Italy and 4th of July is an American holiday, but the chef we were cooking with found out about it and after dinner (that ended around 11pm) he brought out fireworks.&lt;br /&gt;Now, where he got fireworks will puzzle me and they were nothing like back home but it was still a nice gesture and still really fun.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was drunk and giggling and making fools of themselves.&lt;br /&gt;It was also my cousins birthday (we have five birthdays on this trip) so I got up and sang "Tu Lo Sai" after the third course and right before dessert. It was just a big party, and it is like this every single night.&lt;br /&gt;Italy has it right when it comes to dinners. Big courses, good friends, good wine and giggling about everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry there have been no pictures yet, for those that don't know my charger for my laptop blew when I plugged it into the voltage regulator. I guess Apple  has something about that but of course, who reads the manual for a Mac.&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to tell everyone that I miss you all and everyone is getting gifts (you know who you are, I think I told you about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7378690668638264558-6718083293456284043?l=saraheffie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saraheffie.blogspot.com/feeds/6718083293456284043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7378690668638264558&amp;postID=6718083293456284043' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378690668638264558/posts/default/6718083293456284043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378690668638264558/posts/default/6718083293456284043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saraheffie.blogspot.com/2008/07/we-are-leaving-our-first-hotel-hotel.html' title=''/><author><name>Pallormortis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11966991334877575878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Bj4xY8XBHYc/R90GeUNZ9HI/AAAAAAAAAAY/l9B-pOj__3A/S220/Photo+40.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378690668638264558.post-8934116267997453902</id><published>2008-07-02T01:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T02:12:26.857-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Italy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='day 2'/><title type='text'>A New (and better) day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It is currently early afternoon (the computer I'm working on is 'home' time so I don't know exactly what time it is here. XD) and I'm in Lucca, Italy. It's a beautiful city with cool old walls. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Right now I'm sitting in the office of the cooking school we are working at, listening to the sound of knives and laughter and smelling lamb cooking and spices.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Oh, I wish you all could be here. It's so nice and warm, but less muggy in Lucca then it is by our hotel. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I have lots of pictures to upload, but sadly I'm working on the team (group) leaders laptop trying to get a report done. It was very nice of him while I look for an Apple store.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm currently hoping I can call the store in Roma and have them express ship me the charger so that I can have my lovely computer back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I do miss it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But, for now, I'm happy with what I have. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I've found out that it is proving very difficult not to just leave you guys all in America and pull a 'Under the Tuscan Sun' moment and move here. It is honestly the most beautiful place I've been to in a while. The weather is actually bearable, and we are living like many people. Wake up early, do stuff until about 12 or 1 and then it is rest time till 5. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Even all the shops close at 1 and open back at 5. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;We have a lovely bar across the street from our hotel that has become the place to hang out. I guess the drinks there are wonderful and the girl is just a sweetheart, she is teaching us Italian and practicing her English. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Also! Potatoe chips and peanuts are served here like chips and salsa in Mexico. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It is an everyday thing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I do miss you ALL! I'm gonna be sad to leave here but I plan on returning, perhaps moving here one day. I would love to live in many different places and see a lot of the world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But for now, I say goodbye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And when I come back, don't hate me when I answer things in Italian. XD. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Or describe things as primi (first). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I hope the weather is good at home. I MISS YOU ALL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7378690668638264558-8934116267997453902?l=saraheffie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saraheffie.blogspot.com/feeds/8934116267997453902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7378690668638264558&amp;postID=8934116267997453902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378690668638264558/posts/default/8934116267997453902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378690668638264558/posts/default/8934116267997453902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saraheffie.blogspot.com/2008/07/new-and-better-day.html' title='A New (and better) day'/><author><name>Pallormortis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11966991334877575878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Bj4xY8XBHYc/R90GeUNZ9HI/AAAAAAAAAAY/l9B-pOj__3A/S220/Photo+40.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378690668638264558.post-5943148748838844157</id><published>2008-07-01T13:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T13:13:40.807-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not a good day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Fast blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;Stupid voltage adapter fried my laptop charger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;I have less then an hour and fifteen minutes of battery life for ten days unless I can get to the only Apple Store in Italy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;Which is in Rome. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;Far far away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;GAH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;DEATH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/7378690668638264558-5943148748838844157?l=saraheffie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saraheffie.blogspot.com/feeds/5943148748838844157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7378690668638264558&amp;postID=5943148748838844157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378690668638264558/posts/default/5943148748838844157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378690668638264558/posts/default/5943148748838844157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saraheffie.blogspot.com/2008/07/not-good-day.html' title='Not a good day.'/><author><name>Pallormortis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11966991334877575878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Bj4xY8XBHYc/R90GeUNZ9HI/AAAAAAAAAAY/l9B-pOj__3A/S220/Photo+40.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378690668638264558.post-2489103645675826162</id><published>2008-06-26T14:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T15:17:25.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To Lo Sai</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm heading to Italy soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;It only seems like yesterday that we were planning this trip and even wondering if I was going to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;That was a year ago. XP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I've been working on getting everything ready, making sure I have less than three ounces of ANYTHING liquid or lotion like and making sure that I have no sharp objects in my purse or bags. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Oh, the joys of airport security. The nice thing is my mom used to work for them (long time ago) so she knows what will and won't go through. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;And sometimes even how to get it to go through. Granted, she does not condone attempts to blow0-up planes or firearms in small enclosed spaces.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;But that does not mean that even little piece of sharp metal is going to be used to take over the plane.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Some of us just get bored and owe a lot of people knitted hats. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I also have to figure out a feeding schedule for the rabbits since I know that my brother is GOING TO FORGET and I'm going to come back to two dead rabbits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Possible some dead fish and very fat dogs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 157px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 138px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="205" alt="" src="http://di1.shopping.com/images/pi/af/30/3e/46496824-177x150-0-0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Yesterday, I went to the Zoo with Emily and my pseudo nephews. We had LOADS of fun and both Emily and I enjoyed the time with the kids, and we were surprised at how good they were. It was a lot of walking for Kole.  While we were there I picked up a stuffed giraffe (see picture above) as something quick. I love stuffed animals because they are cuddly and warm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;And this was just adorable. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;He instantly was given a name while I was sitting in the car, and in honor of my pea puffers (RIP) he was given the name of Geoffrey Ferocia Syllabicus ǂ the III. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;It's a long name but I've chosen just to call him Geoffrey. Or ǂ. (The name Geoffrey is in regards to Mr. Chaucer who gave us "The Canterbury Tales")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;He is adorable and plushy like. I wuv him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Yes, some people say I need to get a life...I think they are all crazy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;BUT! This blog, for the next two weeks (ish) will be devoted to me getting ready for Italy and being there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Cause I'm horrible and must rub it in the face of many friends that I'm going to Italy instead of working.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7378690668638264558-2489103645675826162?l=saraheffie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saraheffie.blogspot.com/feeds/2489103645675826162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7378690668638264558&amp;postID=2489103645675826162' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378690668638264558/posts/default/2489103645675826162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378690668638264558/posts/default/2489103645675826162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saraheffie.blogspot.com/2008/06/to-lo-sai.html' title='To Lo Sai'/><author><name>Pallormortis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11966991334877575878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Bj4xY8XBHYc/R90GeUNZ9HI/AAAAAAAAAAY/l9B-pOj__3A/S220/Photo+40.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378690668638264558.post-1338421533348953084</id><published>2008-03-19T01:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T02:02:18.276-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Finals week'/><title type='text'>Only time will tell if you too are eaten by your peers...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;There are certain reasons Heidi and I get along so well.&lt;br /&gt;One of those reasons is her amazing ability to have the weirdest friends and their quotes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;A conversation about if her fish (Antwone) was eaten by my fish &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;" title="Representation in the International Phonetic Alphabet (IPA)" class="IPA"&gt;(ǂ -- his name is a clicking sound (sounds like someone when they click to a horse)) suddenly turned into a friend-wide thing dissing Heidi.&lt;br /&gt;The poor girl, we must feel sorry for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;XP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Well, it turns out Antwone is alive, although a little sigh ( I think &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="Representation in the International Phonetic Alphabet (IPA)" class="IPA"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;ǂ picks on him. 'tis a shame.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, in other news. My ASL/English class was canceled due to lack of people so I decided to screw English this quarter and take 'Survey of Human Diseases.'&lt;br /&gt;Yay, Pathology!&lt;br /&gt;I'm extremely excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still taking American Sign Language (ASL) 103 and don't plan on stopping, it /is/ my second language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yes, finals week so I have been insanely busy with a touch of insomnia.&lt;br /&gt;Plus, my hair is falling out like a cancer patients hair. It is /very/ annoying.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, three more months of this and then I just have to remember to take thyroid replacement drugs.&lt;br /&gt;Whoot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise this week I will be getting some pictures up on Deviantart. It is just a matter of going out and taking pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Sars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7378690668638264558-1338421533348953084?l=saraheffie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saraheffie.blogspot.com/feeds/1338421533348953084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7378690668638264558&amp;postID=1338421533348953084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378690668638264558/posts/default/1338421533348953084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378690668638264558/posts/default/1338421533348953084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saraheffie.blogspot.com/2008/03/only-time-will-tell-if-you-too-are.html' title='Only time will tell if you too are eaten by your peers...'/><author><name>Pallormortis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11966991334877575878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Bj4xY8XBHYc/R90GeUNZ9HI/AAAAAAAAAAY/l9B-pOj__3A/S220/Photo+40.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378690668638264558.post-4034023588449044658</id><published>2008-03-16T04:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T22:06:57.060-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beginning'/><title type='text'>It's a crime and a shame...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bj4xY8XBHYc/R90C6ENZ9FI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Au2XDOUpo1s/s1600-h/ggg_53098.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bj4xY8XBHYc/R90C6ENZ9FI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Au2XDOUpo1s/s320/ggg_53098.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178298343131575378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, I decided to start my own blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Why? Well, I really don't know why. I'm horrible with updating things and with school being so busy I don't even have time to study much of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was extremely happy when I found out that our last story we were reading in British Lit. was 'Macbeth.' After reading it three times and working tech on the performance, I have the play basically memorized.&lt;br /&gt;Meaning, I read nothing for this quarter -- except for Beowulf and the Canterbury Tales.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Update on Graves Disease:&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After going to the Emergency Room for what I -- and the Boeing Nurse-- thought was a blood clot/heart attack I was given an EKG and a blood test. They ran my thyroid levels at the same time and I came out normal (yay!)&lt;br /&gt;No blood clot, no heart attack...just an anxiety attack.&lt;br /&gt;I've had plenty before but I never had those symptoms so it came as a shock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In one month I have another meeting with my thyroid doctor. We are going to do labs (this is the longest I have ever gone without a blood draw) and talk about when I'm going to do the Radioactive Iodine. It will defiantly be after Italy since he doesn't want me to set off radiation detectors at the airport (I'm in the same boat as well.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, currently it looks like I'm just going to have to deal with being hyperthyroid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7378690668638264558-4034023588449044658?l=saraheffie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saraheffie.blogspot.com/feeds/4034023588449044658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7378690668638264558&amp;postID=4034023588449044658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378690668638264558/posts/default/4034023588449044658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378690668638264558/posts/default/4034023588449044658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saraheffie.blogspot.com/2008/03/its-crime-and-shame.html' title='It&apos;s a crime and a shame...'/><author><name>Pallormortis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11966991334877575878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Bj4xY8XBHYc/R90GeUNZ9HI/AAAAAAAAAAY/l9B-pOj__3A/S220/Photo+40.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bj4xY8XBHYc/R90C6ENZ9FI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Au2XDOUpo1s/s72-c/ggg_53098.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
