<?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-15908688</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:09:49.919-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christian Ashford Comments</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Christian Ashford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618951177760412322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>133</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15908688.post-113157191225612840</id><published>2005-11-09T13:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T13:31:52.310-08:00</updated><title type='text'>cops cops and more cops</title><content type='html'>OK, over the weekend I decided to runaway. It was like 1:30 AM and my parents were looking 4 me. THey called the pigs (cops) and they never found me. So around 5:30-7:00 am I came hom and got my azz whoped. I'm grounded for 30 days to my room. wut a bummer?! LOL. But it was fun. 4 more details just lemme know and I'll tell u. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15908688-113157191225612840?l=christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/feeds/113157191225612840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15908688&amp;postID=113157191225612840' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/113157191225612840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/113157191225612840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/2005/11/cops-cops-and-more-cops.html' title='cops cops and more cops'/><author><name>Christian Ashford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618951177760412322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15908688.post-113155398780247443</id><published>2005-11-09T08:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T08:33:07.850-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Get over it</title><content type='html'>Most modern day psychology, that isn't based on biological principles, believes that mentally healthy individuals focus on the future instead of dwelling in the past. There's no doubt the person we are today isa collection of our past experiences, but the healthy person does not lament over the details of the past (this is the difference between modern psychology and early 1900's psychology, like Freud). Its obvious how there is no benefit in agonizing over the details of the past, such as how your ex- treated you. When you do so you are stealing time away from planning for the future (acting teleological) and there is nothing you can do about the past, what's done is done, so you may as well move on. You may love your childhood dog that died several years ago, but you don't still love that dog, you love your memories of that dog; and to dwell on those memories is not healthy because it is anything but beneficial.  This lead me to think about religion. Jesus died thousands of years ago and all these years later people are still focusing on what happened in the past instead of planning for the future. I think there's more to this than first expected. Is it any coincidence that the religious right, the conservatives, are currently denying progress to sciences, such as stem cell research, that may benefit our health in the future? No, its not a coincidence at all, the religious minded have always stood in the way of progress. I am only aware of scientific advances, but I'm sure they halted the betterment of society in other ways because it conflicted with their focus on what happened in the past. For example, the religious order once imprisoned men who claimed the Earth wasround and not flator that the Earth wasn't the center of the universe but the sun was. Instead of investigating these things the religious order simply tried to squash these thoughts in favor of what they believed based on the past. So it would be fair to say that the religious minded do, and have in the past, sacrifice the advancement of society due to their focus on the events and teachings of the past.   In conclusion, I guess what I am saying is that religions like Catholicism, that linger on the events of the past instead of acting teleological, are composed of members that may not be mentally healthy, for that reason.   So to the Catholics out there I say this:  Jesus is dead, get over it. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15908688-113155398780247443?l=christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/feeds/113155398780247443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15908688&amp;postID=113155398780247443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/113155398780247443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/113155398780247443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/2005/11/get-over-it.html' title='Get over it'/><author><name>Christian Ashford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618951177760412322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15908688.post-113148593851502727</id><published>2005-11-08T13:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T13:38:58.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How to really be a 'big' man!</title><content type='html'>Now when He [Jesus Christ] had spoken, a Pharisee asked Him to have lunch with him; and He went in, and reclined at the table. And when the Pharisee saw it, he was surprised that He had not first baptized (ceremonially washed) before the meal. But the Lordsaid to him,  &amp;quot;Now you Pharisees clean the outside of the cup and of the platter; but your inside is full of robbery and wickedness. You foolish ones, did not He who made the outside make the inside also? But give that which is within as charity, and then all things are clean for you. But woe to you Pharisees! For you pay tithe of mint and rue and every kind of garden herb, and yet disregard justice and the love of God; but these are the things you should have done without neglecting the others. Woe to you Pharisees! For you love the front seats in the synagogues, and the respectful greetings in the market places. Woe to you! For you are like unseen tombs, and thepeople who walk over them are unaware of it.&amp;quot;   Luke 11:37 - 44  Read the words of the Lord Jesus Christ again. Today is a good day to look at how clean you are inside. When was the last time you gave away the good things inside yourself to others with no expectation?  A lot of 'Christians' offer their incense to God (figuratively speaking) by going to church and doing good works but Christ says we must not disregard justice or the love of God either. Justice - Webster's includes these things under 'justice': impartiality, fairness, sound reason, reward as deserved, penalty as deserved, or basically the use of authority or power to uphold what is right. How often are you confronting others with justice? with the love of God? The Lord says not to disregard either.  I'm going to think on this scripture as I brush my teeth and head to my pillow and I hope you ask God to show you something in his Word right now too. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15908688-113148593851502727?l=christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/feeds/113148593851502727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15908688&amp;postID=113148593851502727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/113148593851502727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/113148593851502727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/2005/11/how-to-really-be-big-man.html' title='How to really be a &apos;big&apos; man!'/><author><name>Christian Ashford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618951177760412322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15908688.post-113146848308426098</id><published>2005-11-08T08:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T08:48:03.130-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DownTown.UpTown.</title><content type='html'> Downtown was packed with people.. Walking around Eaton Center with Tons of bags requires some patience Candy costs $7.00 Haircut costs $20.00 Clothes are $3948573498579348759857 McDeal $ always the same price ... [ Go get some @Kingston and Lawrence]  The Toronto Street Festival only had art.. Are Gothic dolls depicting death...art... Shorts, Skirts, Jeans, Tops, Sunglasses everywhere  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15908688-113146848308426098?l=christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/feeds/113146848308426098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15908688&amp;postID=113146848308426098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/113146848308426098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/113146848308426098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/2005/11/downtownuptown.html' title='DownTown.UpTown.'/><author><name>Christian Ashford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618951177760412322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15908688.post-113139952204915295</id><published>2005-11-07T13:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T13:38:42.120-08:00</updated><title type='text'>summer</title><content type='html'>OMG! IM SO SO SO SO BORED! i havent updated this thing in 4eva!  LOL but ther is nuthin 2 flippin do around here! som person wont call after they said they would 6 DAYZ AGO! but im wantin to go somwer! haha  BUT....... TORI NOW U NO HOW I FEEL!! HAHA lol jk chick!  Im havin a pretty good summer but i mean i miss everyone!!!!!!!!!!!! HOPE U ALL HAVE A GOOD SUMMER!!! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15908688-113139952204915295?l=christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/feeds/113139952204915295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15908688&amp;postID=113139952204915295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/113139952204915295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/113139952204915295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/2005/11/summer.html' title='summer'/><author><name>Christian Ashford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618951177760412322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15908688.post-113138141979282928</id><published>2005-11-07T08:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T08:36:59.850-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey...</title><content type='html'>Hi Everyone.. it's wut THursday.. and im bored.. i am bout to go to kenzie's house.. yeah!.. and then im goin to the lake with kt...heck yea.. lol ne how... im really bored.. yesterday.. i wrecked kt's 4wheeler and im really sore today.. that sux.. lol but yea im okay.. it just fell on top of me.. lol.. but it was my fault.. soo yea..well school is commin up really quick soo i guess i will see ya all pretty soon.. i'll talk to yall later... peace out.. luv ya lots!!..   ~~MeL~~ &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15908688-113138141979282928?l=christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/feeds/113138141979282928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15908688&amp;postID=113138141979282928' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/113138141979282928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/113138141979282928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/2005/11/hey.html' title='Hey...'/><author><name>Christian Ashford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618951177760412322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15908688.post-113131358520068525</id><published>2005-11-06T13:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T13:46:25.223-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my first rejection</title><content type='html'>Well, I came home today to my first rejection. Bummer. Oh well, it just means that I have to keep submitting to other publishers. Avon books sent me a rejection notice today. I am still waiting for one from Harlequin, and I am anticipating a rejection from them too. Statistically, you have to get 20 rejections before you publish your first book...so...only 19 to go! Woohoo! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15908688-113131358520068525?l=christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/feeds/113131358520068525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15908688&amp;postID=113131358520068525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/113131358520068525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/113131358520068525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/2005/11/my-first-rejection.html' title='my first rejection'/><author><name>Christian Ashford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618951177760412322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15908688.post-113129514562637801</id><published>2005-11-06T08:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T08:39:05.666-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Great day, followed by a bad day!</title><content type='html'>So, I had a great Saturday. At the end of the day I had a total of 1630 calories and I burned around 600-700 by working out. At the gym I started on the treadmill doing a walk/run for 15 minutes. Then I moved on to the eliptical for 30 minutes with a total of 4700 strides. I finished up with 30 minutes of strength training.   Yesterday, however...... I came to work with a bag of salad and some salad dessing with well intentions of eating that for lunch and dinner. It did NOT work out that way. When I got to work I seen there was going to be a &amp;quot;buffet&amp;quot;. You either bring something to share or you pay $5 to eat. I wasn't going to pay it..... but the idea of tacos sounded so good. I payed and I had eaten over 1200 calories at lunch.... that's when I stopped counting! I'm sure that I ate about 3000 calories for the day.... damn!   Today I've been on track. So far I had just over 600 calories, so that leaves 800 for dinner and a snack. I am going to the gym a little later and hopefully do more strides on the eliptical. I think I might add 30 minutes on a stationary bike to burn another 300 calories.  Until later, Bye bye! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15908688-113129514562637801?l=christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/feeds/113129514562637801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15908688&amp;postID=113129514562637801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/113129514562637801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/113129514562637801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/2005/11/great-day-followed-by-bad-day.html' title='Great day, followed by a bad day!'/><author><name>Christian Ashford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618951177760412322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15908688.post-113122682443549801</id><published>2005-11-05T13:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-05T13:40:24.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mada mada dane yo.......</title><content type='html'>today wake up so early in the morning to go to stanwell park to visit the beach......too bad.....we can't catch the bus to the train station instead we have to walk to there....so tiring......... The beach view's amazing, can't be compared with wollongong one.really2 nice. Then we went to Helensburgh to go to the zoo named simbio zoo, never touch Koala nor Kanggoroo, their fur really taste nice, feel like touching doll.I really want to hug the Koala, but too bad, it seems like the zoo doesn't provide it...... &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15908688-113122682443549801?l=christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/feeds/113122682443549801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15908688&amp;postID=113122682443549801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/113122682443549801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/113122682443549801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/2005/11/mada-mada-dane-yo.html' title='Mada mada dane yo.......'/><author><name>Christian Ashford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618951177760412322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15908688.post-113120932621824241</id><published>2005-11-05T08:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-05T08:48:46.260-08:00</updated><title type='text'>nm jc</title><content type='html'>hey waddup i got back from bonnie's house about 15 min. ago it was so much fun we cleaned the house she wasgoing to be moving into (yay!!) i should clean more often JK i'll probably post tomorrow if i'm not busy ttyl  muah &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15908688-113120932621824241?l=christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/feeds/113120932621824241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15908688&amp;postID=113120932621824241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/113120932621824241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/113120932621824241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/2005/11/nm-jc.html' title='nm jc'/><author><name>Christian Ashford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618951177760412322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15908688.post-113114057862291280</id><published>2005-11-04T13:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T13:42:58.680-08:00</updated><title type='text'>confused</title><content type='html'>i dnt knw wat to do?? im so confused... i cant tell ne1.......... i feel lost and i dnt knw who to trust, who to talk to or wat to do   its just gettin to hard for me no one can help me i dnt even knw how to help myself     &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15908688-113114057862291280?l=christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/feeds/113114057862291280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15908688&amp;postID=113114057862291280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/113114057862291280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/113114057862291280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/2005/11/confused.html' title='confused'/><author><name>Christian Ashford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618951177760412322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15908688.post-113112270690242803</id><published>2005-11-04T08:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T08:45:06.956-08:00</updated><title type='text'>part 5&amp;6</title><content type='html'>part 5:  ok,                   180bing2   ok  part 6:        ICQemail  Thats all ok, ok,        &amp;amp;           OICQ   ok,  ~  xxx     yes I do no I dont       qian2qian2(?)bQian2qian2  Qian2qian2      zhi4zhi4(?)             i love you, love you, love yousayonara     ok,        sirsir sir ok,                     &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15908688-113112270690242803?l=christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/feeds/113112270690242803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15908688&amp;postID=113112270690242803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/113112270690242803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/113112270690242803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/2005/11/part-56.html' title='part 5&amp;6'/><author><name>Christian Ashford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618951177760412322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15908688.post-113103659686962997</id><published>2005-11-03T08:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T08:49:56.913-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Giant lizards, catwomen and aliens, oh my!</title><content type='html'>Yeah, yeah, I spent money to see Catwoman, but isn't that shame enough without you rubbing it in?!! Anyway, Catwoman sucked (of course), especially when (SPOILERS AHEAD...oh come on, if you give a shit about Catwoman spoilers you've gotta be the most pathetic person on the planet...) the evil villain lady turns out to be invincible because of this toxic makeup that kills people...or, wait...  So I rented Godzilla against Mechagodzilla (not to be confused with Godzilla vs. Mechagodzilla or Terror of Mechagodzilla or Godzilla vs. Mechagodzilla II or any of the other five thousand entries that IMDB came up with for a search for &amp;quot;Mechagodzilla&amp;quot;), Catwoman, and Endangered Species last night, and I watched them last night, but I was too tired to write anything about them then. The message being that I may not correctly remember everything about all the silly movies I saw last night, so bear with me and please direct your complaints to the front desk.  First up was Godzilla against Mechagodzilla, which is a NEW Godzilla movie wherein Mechagodzilla is a Power Rangerian Uberzord type thing driven by some dead lady who I guess isn't really dead anymore because some stupid cgi'd kitty breathed life back into her or something. Anyway, the whole story is a lot of people in funny helmets sitting around talking with a couple scenes of giant monster fighting, which is actually pretty cool looking. Godzilla movies remind me of those pornos where they try to have a plot to link all the sex together; nobody watches a Godzilla movie to see anything other than giant rubber monsters dancing at each other and crushing little cardboard houses! Come on!  Speaking of porn, Catwoman was next on my list, and I was expecting something similar to King Arthur from the way it had been described to me. Of course, that was back in the innocent days of my youth before I had been contaminated and soiled by actually seeing King Arthur, and nothing could ever match that hideous stain on my soul. Not to say that Catwoman wasn't the worst of the three movies, it was. It starts with Halle Berry dead, then she's alive and then she dies again and some guy goes around shooting people in the eyes or something and eventually she finds out that she's catwoman. They start out with it being some split personality thing where she doesn't remember what happened the night before when she was out being catwomaney, but they kinda forget about it or just stop caring or something. Her whole goal in the movie is to stop this evil makeup corporation from releasing their makeup because it's addictive and it gives people leprosy and superpowers, I guess. Then she leads Q squad into battle against godzilla after he's blown up all these cop cars for no reason with some sort of alien grenade gun that blows up cars but just shoots people, and she throws the evil invincible lady down the side of a building and she dies, I guess because she spent a precious few minutes without using makeup. Also, I don't think they ever actually stop the evil makeup corporation from doing anything at all. The end.  Finally, Endangered Species, which is a story about how some guy who shoots people is bad and Amin ho-Tep and this smarmy cop guy have to stop them. There's lots of dead nekkid peoples and a random scene with the cop getting beaten at basketball by Kiera's Absolute Zero ray, then there's a bunch of badly done invisible stuff which we're supposed to still think is cool after an hour straight of &amp;quot;Wow...invisible stuff.&amp;quot; My favorite scene is when John Rhys-Davies is chasing the good guy (which they didn't know was a good guy because he wasn't yet) and he's basically just running into stuff and knocking people over and destroying buildings and stuff until Mechagodzilla finally shoots him and he wonders off into the sea.  And I'd like to end this review by saying that John Rhys-Davies...likes to eat babies...John Rhys-Davies...likes to eat babies. Sadly, I don't remember the rest of the lyrics. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15908688-113103659686962997?l=christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/feeds/113103659686962997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15908688&amp;postID=113103659686962997' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/113103659686962997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/113103659686962997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/2005/11/giant-lizards-catwomen-and-aliens-oh.html' title='Giant lizards, catwomen and aliens, oh my!'/><author><name>Christian Ashford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618951177760412322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15908688.post-113096710045986598</id><published>2005-11-02T13:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-02T13:31:42.543-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Got My N</title><content type='html'>Yeahyaa, What! Okay!Got my N, and its about damn time too. FINALLY. Now i just need a new car n e one wanna help wid that? :P Need to save money, But gas costs so much now. Anyways gunna go, Peace &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15908688-113096710045986598?l=christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/feeds/113096710045986598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15908688&amp;postID=113096710045986598' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/113096710045986598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/113096710045986598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/2005/11/got-my-n.html' title='Got My N'/><author><name>Christian Ashford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618951177760412322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15908688.post-113094974323544423</id><published>2005-11-02T08:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-02T08:42:23.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today a boring day!</title><content type='html'>Well today is a boring day!!! I am baby sitting right now its kind of boring but ya! I put more pictures in if you want to look at them they are My friends i love them and prom pictures. I was bored so I thought I would put pictures in here. So Ya I aint doing nothing today. But thats okay. But Im out later!  Love Always ~Heather Jo~ &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15908688-113094974323544423?l=christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/feeds/113094974323544423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15908688&amp;postID=113094974323544423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/113094974323544423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/113094974323544423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/2005/11/today-boring-day.html' title='Today a boring day!'/><author><name>Christian Ashford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618951177760412322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15908688.post-113088065098991716</id><published>2005-11-01T13:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T13:30:56.893-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't stop smiling like an odiot!</title><content type='html'>Hahahahaha..... I am so happy...hehehe Yeah, I just finished my last exam like 2 hours ago and I am just too happy!! So, now I am totally off the hook! Well, not totally as I still have a report and also a dissertation to finish. But still I feel so much relieved!  My last exam was Strategic Management. It was ok. Though, I didn't manage to finish my last question which accounted for 1/3 of the whole mark. Never mind...at least I think (I hope) I would pass. Anyway, no more about exams... Right after exams I went to PC lab with Linmei and later met Buay and Nina. Everyone was doing alright, so I'm happy for them. Anyway, there were other people who still have one last exam...and I just felt so happy for annoying them...hehehe...I'm such a bad person. I kept laughing and simply couldn't wipe the smile off my face. Hahaha...I'm still laughing now. For dinner, I'm walking down to the city to have a meal at Sally Lunn's. I am not sure if I'm gonna have a proper meal...maybe just tea and scones because they are so much already. (Though I'm sure I'll go hungry againat night...never mind...I still have plently of instant noodles left in the cupboard)  Next Monday, I'm moving out of this accomodation to a new place called Thornbank. It's off campus and so far from everything else except the railway...railway...NOT railway station...A lot of people got it wrong and thought that I was so lucky to be so close to the station. Ha...what I meant was that the trains would annoy the hell out of me since Iwas so close to the track... Anyway, it's less than a month till I go home and I just can't wait for it.  Well, I think I should go now since it's almost time to walk down. I'll write more later... &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15908688-113088065098991716?l=christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/feeds/113088065098991716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15908688&amp;postID=113088065098991716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/113088065098991716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/113088065098991716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/2005/11/cant-stop-smiling-like-odiot.html' title='Can&apos;t stop smiling like an odiot!'/><author><name>Christian Ashford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618951177760412322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15908688.post-113086278735284544</id><published>2005-11-01T08:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T08:33:07.383-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quoting the Greats</title><content type='html'>This quote comes from one of the most amazing blogs out there. Enjoy.  &amp;quot;Find'that someone.' Find the one person that was meant for you. The person that gets you in every way imaginable. The person that, when you're with them, the whole world disappears. Be open to finding them in the place you would never expect. Once you find them, give them your heart. Cherish them for who they are, and don't try to change them. Stay up all night, just talking. Don't ever fight dirty, it only leaves things to be regretted. Be honest with them always. If they know your deepest, darkest secrets and still love you, that means they are the one. Never go to bed angry. Keep them on the front of your mind, and the tip of your tongue at all times. Talk on the phone for hours, like in junior high. Open up to them. Make love, anytime, anywhere. Make them the most important thing in your life, and they will reciprocate. Always, ALWAYS carry yourself in their absence as you would in their presence. Never give up on them. Stay at their side, through thick and thin. Never be complacent in your relationship. There's always something new to learn about the person, and a new way to show them you love them.Guys-find that girl. Find the girl you think is more beautiful on both the outside and inside than anyone on the planet. And tell her you think that of her. Make her feel like the queen of the world. Give her flowers, not on Valentine's Day, not on her birthday, on some random Thursday when she won't expect it. Never miss a chance to tell her what she means to you. Pull her close at night. Remember what she wore the night you met. Study her eyes, they could bethe softest brown, or the most electric green, but they are unique to her and are beautiful regardless. Tell her that you miss her. Hold her face when you kiss her. Brush her hair. Pick her up and swing her around when she hugs you. Find the most unthinkable way to show her that you love her. Pay attention to everything she says. Cook for her, mac'n'cheese or fillet mignon, she won't care. Surprise her with something she always wanted but never got. Don't get jealous. Trust her completely. Always pay. Don't back down from showing her affection anywhere. Complement her on the way she looks, every single day. Take her dancing. Be her rock. Give her the life she always dreamed of, no matter what the cost. No matter how tough she is, always treat her as the most fragile thing ever. Make it so all girls are jealous of her. Give her space when she needs it. Take note of everything she likes, and dislikes; favorite food, favorite song, favorite place, etc. Bring her breakfast in bed. Plan ahead, the more thought she sees that you put into something, the more she will appreciate it. Go shopping with her, and pretend you like it. Come to terms with the fact that she IS more important than your boys. Think before you speak. Wear out the phrase 'I love you' like it is going out of style.Ladies-find that guy. You have it slightly easier. Let him make you his world. Let him do all of the above. Realize, that to an extent, all guys are the same. We are all dumb, clumsy, insecure, jealous idiots. So don't settle for just any one of us. But, when you find the right one, he will treat you right. Even though we tend to fumble through our words, try to keep sight of our good intentions. Jealousy and insecurity come quickly and naturally to us, so find ways to make him know that he is your one and only. But understand that our hearts are probably even more fragile than yours are. Call him &amp;quot;your man.&amp;quot; We love that. Greet him with a big hug and a kiss every time he walks through the door. Only dance with him, and no one else. Help him shop for clothes, we don't care how we look, and whatever looks good to you, looks good to us. Make him feel more important than anyone else. Come up behind him and give him a hug. Wake him up with a kiss. Let him do little things for you, like hang a shelf or work on your car, it sounds dorky, but he lives for it. Be patient with him, because he is kinda like a little kid. Laugh at his jokes. Pretend to be interested in his stupid stories. As tough as we are, we really depend on your support. Bury your face in his chest. Tell him what you need, we are terrible at figuring that out. Spend time with him. Tell him you love him EVERY day.Treasure it all, because tomorrow isn't guaranteed...&amp;quot; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15908688-113086278735284544?l=christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/feeds/113086278735284544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15908688&amp;postID=113086278735284544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/113086278735284544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/113086278735284544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/2005/11/quoting-greats.html' title='Quoting the Greats'/><author><name>Christian Ashford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618951177760412322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15908688.post-113077640880080598</id><published>2005-10-31T08:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T08:33:28.836-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MY POEM</title><content type='html'>Your lips could make magic with my lips and teasing my lips with your groan love  Prolonging the pleasure for as we love each other and my body is entangled with your love soul Your kisses could relieve my heart pain and bring the passions to grow inside me When we walk in the cool breeze in the night and you will become my possession to hold you tight Even the moon shower his blessing on us with sight  and my gentle stroke never fail to make you flight My love for you is greater than infinity and my kisses are sending waves of delight through my lips Your eyes tell me of your hunger for my love and your groan voice make me to understand your desire Then my soul being to sing with pleasure  and your heart swells with moisture So, I take my deep breath holding you and kiss you deep and say ' I love you' &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15908688-113077640880080598?l=christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/feeds/113077640880080598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15908688&amp;postID=113077640880080598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/113077640880080598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/113077640880080598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/2005/10/my-poem.html' title='MY POEM'/><author><name>Christian Ashford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618951177760412322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15908688.post-113070857284579144</id><published>2005-10-30T13:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T13:42:52.906-08:00</updated><title type='text'>She Walks in Beauty Like the Night, Byron</title><content type='html'> She walks in beauty, like the nightOf cloudless climes and starry skies,And all that's best of dark and brightMeets in her aspect and her eyes;Thus mellow'd to that tender lightWhich Heaven to gaudy day denies.One shade the more, one ray the less,Had half impair'd the nameless graceWhich waves in every raven tressOr softly lightens o'er her face,Where thoughts serenely sweet expressHow pure, how dear their dwelling-place.And on that cheek and o'er that browSo soft, so calm, yet eloquent,The smiles that win, the tints that glow,But tell of days in goodness spent;A mind at peace with all below,A heart whose love is innocent. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15908688-113070857284579144?l=christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/feeds/113070857284579144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15908688&amp;postID=113070857284579144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/113070857284579144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/113070857284579144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/2005/10/she-walks-in-beauty-like-night-byron.html' title='She Walks in Beauty Like the Night, Byron'/><author><name>Christian Ashford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618951177760412322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15908688.post-113069059704681143</id><published>2005-10-30T08:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T08:43:20.393-08:00</updated><title type='text'>E-Mail Me...</title><content type='html'>If you heve any complain or anything to ask please contactwith me....Thank You.  * you-are-dreams@hotmail.com  * wait-for-you@hotmail.com * accept_2me@yahoo.com * so7el_1@yahoo.com  You..... &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15908688-113069059704681143?l=christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/feeds/113069059704681143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15908688&amp;postID=113069059704681143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/113069059704681143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/113069059704681143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/2005/10/e-mail-me.html' title='E-Mail Me...'/><author><name>Christian Ashford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618951177760412322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15908688.post-113062186088549258</id><published>2005-10-29T14:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T14:37:41.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HELOW EVERYONE</title><content type='html'>Helo everyone, whats going on, not tooo much here, im supposed to be going off to kristy gages house but shes being slow as the eff word so anyways, SCHOOLS ALMOST OVER!!! its so excitding i have no motivation for school at all!! its so boring and pointless, 3 more years, just 3 more years, anyways!!! nothing new for me, have you ever heard the song seeing red by some this one band? i dont like that kind of music at all but i love that song so much i dont know why, i think its because its from my favorite part in the movie GRIND.. which is an awesome movie and if you havent seen it your nutz.. but anyways im rambling so ttyl &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15908688-113062186088549258?l=christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/feeds/113062186088549258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15908688&amp;postID=113062186088549258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/113062186088549258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/113062186088549258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/2005/10/helow-everyone.html' title='HELOW EVERYONE'/><author><name>Christian Ashford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618951177760412322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15908688.post-113060365440952102</id><published>2005-10-29T09:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T09:34:18.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the stupidest  ...</title><content type='html'>when we finished all of the graduateddesign explanation and papers ,further more we have printed them in 10 for 10 teachers ,also tomorrow we will begin graduated exhibition and answer,now you tell us ,the paper format has some changes,besides that you must prepare a ppt and you must print a poster(120*90cm) and you must add a conclusion in paper and you must............................................!!!!! why why why ...didyou tell us the all of things at the last time,now I need print myeself 10 shares can finish the all .you make my life in unordered again!  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15908688-113060365440952102?l=christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/feeds/113060365440952102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15908688&amp;postID=113060365440952102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/113060365440952102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/113060365440952102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/2005/10/stupidest.html' title='the stupidest  ...'/><author><name>Christian Ashford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618951177760412322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15908688.post-113051739612821492</id><published>2005-10-28T09:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T09:36:36.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer</title><content type='html'>Sunday night, before Memorial Day, was fun. Reminded me of summer. Memorial day did too, and now I just don't want to go back. I don't want to go back to school. The hardest part is coming...exams. Ugh. Why not just give up now. It'd be alot easier. But i won't. I'll try. I'll be a good kid. Really i dont want to let people down. But the urge for summer is overwhelming. ALMOST THERE! I can do it...without failing the last bit of school. Really it's not that bad but summer-i-tous is horrible. Anyways i'll make it through the 6 days of school that are left. Then 3 days of exams. Fun. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15908688-113051739612821492?l=christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/feeds/113051739612821492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15908688&amp;postID=113051739612821492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/113051739612821492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/113051739612821492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/2005/10/summer.html' title='Summer'/><author><name>Christian Ashford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618951177760412322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15908688.post-113044927251392636</id><published>2005-10-27T14:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T14:41:12.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>House Sitting</title><content type='html'>So, for the month of July, most of it anyway, we'll be house sitting the Skurs' house (They are my parents' across the street neighbors). So, that will be interesting. It will be kinda nice though, we will be able to pack up our apartment really well and not have to live in the mess and around all the boxes. Then at the end of the month we can move everything into our new place! (We have it starting the 27th) So, yeah... Hilly and Sammy came over last night. The boys played with the computers and Hilly and I painted our nails and watched fun TV shows that I downloaded. I also packed up all my books and picture frames and such while we were watching them. It was fun...I had a good time. Although, the boys went and got a movie around like 10:30 and I couldn't stay up and watch the whole thing...I had to go to bed in the middle of it...I was so tired!  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15908688-113044927251392636?l=christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/feeds/113044927251392636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15908688&amp;postID=113044927251392636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/113044927251392636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/113044927251392636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/2005/10/house-sitting.html' title='House Sitting'/><author><name>Christian Ashford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618951177760412322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15908688.post-113043113897749937</id><published>2005-10-27T09:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T09:38:59.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mugglenet's Report</title><content type='html'>Hey!!! What's up? I was just on Mugglenet.com and I was reading Emerson's report/interviewabout his trip in the UK to see J.K. Rowling and they asked some good questions. My favorite question was &amp;quot;So, is Snape evil?&amp;quot; It was a direct question, however there wasn't a direct yes or no answer. I however won't be surprised if he is, but you never know...there might be a twist. Personally after reading book 6 what I really want to know is what happens to Number 12 Grimmauld Place now that Dumbledore is dead? When he was alive he was the &amp;quot;secret keeper&amp;quot; meaning that only he could somebody the wearabouts of the place....Now that he is dead, can anybody tell somebody else where the building is located or not? I also want to know why Phawkes disappearedafter Dumbledore died? Why couldn't Phawkes continue living and somebody like Harryinherit him?  Okay so I know I have more puzzling questions, but I won't say all of them yet...I put some of them up later. Till then, B &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15908688-113043113897749937?l=christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/feeds/113043113897749937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15908688&amp;postID=113043113897749937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/113043113897749937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/113043113897749937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/2005/10/mugglenets-report.html' title='Mugglenet&apos;s Report'/><author><name>Christian Ashford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618951177760412322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15908688.post-113036310980195356</id><published>2005-10-26T14:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T14:45:09.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'>..........</title><content type='html'>I couldnt think of a title but anyways, Lauren mailed me pictures of her today. Shes prettier than the last time i saw her. She sent the picture Caity took of us in front of the hospital (where my mom works) a few minutes before she left....had to wipe away a tear. I miss her that much and she means that much to me. You dont know how happy you are until you find that special person and then once youre with them you look back and see miserable you actually were. Our conversation this morning was cut short cause i had to run down to Jill's daycare to drop off her lunch cause mom forgot it...it pissed me off because i dont like being interrupted when im talking to my girl. Anyways, im going to get some lunch and relax for a little while.  Jon &amp;lt;3 i love you lauren, youre my girl and i miss you so much! 7-14-05 &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15908688-113036310980195356?l=christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/feeds/113036310980195356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15908688&amp;postID=113036310980195356' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/113036310980195356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/113036310980195356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/2005/10/blog-post_26.html' title='..........'/><author><name>Christian Ashford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618951177760412322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15908688.post-113034524093803759</id><published>2005-10-26T09:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T09:47:21.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>do we ever do anything but watch movies? oh wait we sauna and have
 bonfires....</title><content type='html'>so the day before yesterday we went out to lorna's camp in twin lakes. it was awesome--we made puppy chow, took a sauna, went swimming, watched something about mary. good times. yesterday i went shopping with the lise beast and then we all went to see Mr. and Mrs. Smith. it was awesome. definately recommend it. afterwards we went to al's house and watched space balls. i haven't seen it in a long time...it's one of those movies that is so dumb it's funny. anyway, that's all that's been going on the past couple days. it's nice to have acouple days off of work for once. i'm no closer to solving the whole college ordeal...maybe i will have something figured out soon.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15908688-113034524093803759?l=christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/feeds/113034524093803759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15908688&amp;postID=113034524093803759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/113034524093803759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/113034524093803759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/2005/10/do-we-ever-do-anything-but-watch.html' title='do we ever do anything but watch movies? oh wait we sauna and have&#xA; bonfires....'/><author><name>Christian Ashford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618951177760412322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15908688.post-113025837529317825</id><published>2005-10-25T09:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T09:39:41.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4th of July</title><content type='html'>My family had country over for the fire works. They started to arrive aroundfour o'clock,we talked for a while and we ate supper. Around 9:45we went to the late to watch the fire works they were so cool. After the fire works were over we had some people come to our house and eat desserts, and stayed until midnight, they could not leave until thattime because it would have been a pain to try tobefore then. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15908688-113025837529317825?l=christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/feeds/113025837529317825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15908688&amp;postID=113025837529317825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/113025837529317825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/113025837529317825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/2005/10/4th-of-july.html' title='4th of July'/><author><name>Christian Ashford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618951177760412322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15908688.post-113018947191729080</id><published>2005-10-24T14:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-24T14:31:11.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tea Cup</title><content type='html'>Once upon a time a young girl lived with her two parents and two brothers. this girl was right in between these boys and always loved being the only girl. She had awesome grades and an super cute guy across the street. But her parents decided she should move. So off she went to a house almost identical to the house they left except for the two extra bedrooms. and of course, there is no hot neighbor across the street. the next year she goes to high school and makes a bunch of new friends, and is starting to fit in. the next year she passes the WASL and is so confident. she has absolutely nothing to complain of. at the end of that year, her older brother graduates and is off to play soccer for layola marrimount in california. she is left with her parents and younger brother and feels strangely alone. but she has many friends to fill the new space and is again very happy. the next year things start to speed up and her school work is piling up. she just can't get into it. she wonders about everything how will everything all turn out. what is the point of living. how will i make my life work for me. she is so excited and scared and confused all at the same time. she doesn't know her major and she doesn't know who she will marry or how many kids she'll have. and just once, she wants to know how it feels to be high or drunk, or something that she would never in a million years do. just be free and not care what people think of her. not care what her parents or friends or anyone at school thinks. she doesn't want to have to worry about money or anything just be free. senior year rolls around. she applies early for gonzaga because she might as well. automatically she is accepted and she graduates with an awesome GPA. she goes through gu, taking her junior year to attend school in vienna. she ends up graduating at the top of her class with a double major in marketing and business. she is going ot become a public relations rep for some huge company and make a ton of money. the little girls wonders this as she looks into her tea, will this be me, or is it just fantasy. can i fly or just fall. will people influence me to stop what i love and live what i hate. all these thoughts run through her head as she sits as  a girl, staring into a tea cup. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15908688-113018947191729080?l=christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/feeds/113018947191729080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15908688&amp;postID=113018947191729080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/113018947191729080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/113018947191729080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/2005/10/tea-cup.html' title='Tea Cup'/><author><name>Christian Ashford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618951177760412322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15908688.post-113017160045840425</id><published>2005-10-24T09:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-24T09:33:21.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boots for Work?</title><content type='html'> I think these boots are cute. I know I would wear them on the weekend and outside of the work office. I am not positive these would work in an office environment. I think the heel may be too high. Thoughts? http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/images/B0006DSALW/ref=dp_primary-product-display_0/102-4013475-9848154?%5Fencoding=UTF8&amp;amp;n=1036682&amp;amp;s=apparel &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15908688-113017160045840425?l=christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/feeds/113017160045840425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15908688&amp;postID=113017160045840425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/113017160045840425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/113017160045840425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/2005/10/boots-for-work.html' title='Boots for Work?'/><author><name>Christian Ashford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618951177760412322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15908688.post-113010319047319688</id><published>2005-10-23T14:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T14:33:10.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG OUTTA THE LOOP</title><content type='html'>I dunno if you guys did, but Toronto, like the morons they are, didn;t resign Gary Roberts/ Newydyke (too lazy to spell).  They were both signed by Florida, shit, I have a feeling the panthers are gonna rape this year, with their goaltending + players now....  Leafs did sign Lindros (good?? I dunno....) and Jason allison, and are supposidly intrested in Eric Carter (good player), so that's not so bad, oh also they grabbed Jeff O'neil.  I didn't know calgary grabbed Tony amonte!! SHit me!  OILERS got Chris Pronger too! Geez! I am reading as I write this, man I been missing a lot it seems!  Thrasers got Holik....  New York Islanders - Signed free agent forward Miroslav Satan Pittsburgh Penguins - Signed unrestricted free agent defenceman Sergei Gonchar Philadelphia Flyers - Signed unrestricted free agent forward Peter Forsberg  OMFG Forsberd to PHILLY!?!? That's nuts! Shit I am excited...lol continuing...  Edmonton Oilers - Acquired forward Michael Peca from the New York Islanders in exchange for restricted free agent forward Mike York and a conditional draft pick in 2006. Boston Bruins - Signed restricted free agent defenceman Brian Leetch. Toronto Maple Leafs - Signed unrestricted free agent forward Tie Domi to two-year deal (FUCK GET RID OF HIM) Los Angeles Kings - Acquired forward Jeremy Roenick and a third round pick from the Philadelphia Flyers for future considerations. Mighty Ducks of Anaheim - Signed unrestricted free agent defenceman Scott Niedermayer. Re-signed restricted free agent forward Rob Niedermayer Washington Capitals - Signed centre Alexander Ovechkin to a three-year contract (#1 Draft pick for last year) Nashville Predators - Signed unrestricted free agent forward Paul Kariya (SAY WHAAAAAAAAAT) Chicago Blackhawks - Signed unrestricted free agent goaltender Nikolai Khabibulin and unrestricted free agent centre Jim Dowd Why the fuck would Tampa give away their goalie are they insane? Pittsburgh Penguins - Signed unrestricted free agent forward Ziggy Palffy Vancouver Canucks - Signed unrestricted free agent forward Richard Park Pittsburgh Penguins - Acquired goaltender Jocelyn Thibault from the Chicago Blackhawks for a fourth round pick in the 2006 Entry Draft.      And that's it so far, wow intense, can't wait till the season starts can you? &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15908688-113010319047319688?l=christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/feeds/113010319047319688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15908688&amp;postID=113010319047319688' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/113010319047319688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/113010319047319688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/2005/10/omg-outta-loop.html' title='OMG OUTTA THE LOOP'/><author><name>Christian Ashford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618951177760412322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15908688.post-113008564224596379</id><published>2005-10-23T09:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T09:40:53.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lazy.. haha</title><content type='html'>i went to bed at 1am.. laughing.. and saying stupid stuff with xtal.. im pretty sure.. it was the chinese food my fortune said &amp;quot;don't panic&amp;quot; and i can see my problem.. hm.. well i am going to go.. im kinda.. hungry.. but there's nothing yummyy.. haha ok?? ttyl &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15908688-113008564224596379?l=christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/feeds/113008564224596379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15908688&amp;postID=113008564224596379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/113008564224596379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/113008564224596379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/2005/10/lazy-haha.html' title='lazy.. haha'/><author><name>Christian Ashford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618951177760412322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15908688.post-113001739940330647</id><published>2005-10-22T14:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-22T14:43:19.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shakespeare Play</title><content type='html'>Justin and I had a great time at the play last night. It was performed by theBamberg Stable TheaterReduced Shakespeare Company. I don't remember the exactname of the play... but it was about all of Shakespeare's plays put into one play. There were only 4 actors/actresses. I guess they're having a hard time finding people to perform. Afterall, we are a small community.  We sat in the front row with all the kids. Justin had drank a few glasses of wine there and before that had a few beers with the guys. In the second act there was a part where they needed an audience member to come act as the &amp;quot;Ego&amp;quot; in Frued's theory. Justin was drug on stage and told to run back and forth on stage. He gladly took a complimentary t-shirt, flashed his muscles, and ran back and forth. I took a couple pictures. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15908688-113001739940330647?l=christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/feeds/113001739940330647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15908688&amp;postID=113001739940330647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/113001739940330647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/113001739940330647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/2005/10/shakespeare-play.html' title='Shakespeare Play'/><author><name>Christian Ashford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618951177760412322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15908688.post-112999901463318593</id><published>2005-10-22T09:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-22T09:36:55.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'>School Buss</title><content type='html'>First day over .. and im heading towards the buss ... i see one of my classmates hop into the same buss too ... so i have an advantage of not being blowin away by senior students .. its ALI ABAAS..  &amp;quot;hi! ali, u go in this bus?&amp;quot; &amp;quot;yeah, wht are u doing here?&amp;quot; &amp;quot;oh, I live in Hor-Al-Anz too &amp;quot; &amp;quot;oh cool.. here have a seat&amp;quot; as i sit by chance my eyes gaze up at the front of the buss and i see ..... i see .... i see .. something never seen before.. something never even dreamt about ... something not even imagine would be created ... a &amp;quot;Godess&amp;quot;.. i pause and she come's in the bus .. time slow's donw and seconds seem like minutes. ... Sara ... she sure was damn beautiful ...  &amp;quot;yo, hey, wht are u lookin at?&amp;quot; says ALi knowing who i've been starin at &amp;quot;umm, no, nothing&amp;quot;  he breaks into laughter. but i just mind my own business and say nothing. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15908688-112999901463318593?l=christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/feeds/112999901463318593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15908688&amp;postID=112999901463318593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112999901463318593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112999901463318593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/2005/10/school-buss.html' title='School Buss'/><author><name>Christian Ashford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618951177760412322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15908688.post-112993111781654636</id><published>2005-10-21T14:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T14:45:17.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>La La!</title><content type='html'>Me &amp;amp; Janelle are going to the mall on Tuesday. Yay! Matching Hot Topic shirts!!! Getting my ears pierced!! Haha we excited! I keep trying to call Marsha but she's so busy...with basketball practice and her theatre play. It;s 15 bucks for a ticket! I dunno if I'm gonna go; that's kinda expensive. I'd like to see it, really but come on! That's just sucking money away from people. I called Montana but she never called me back. She never calls me back. How rude!!   ____________________________________________________________________________________  I'VE BEEN LONELY LIKE A SILHOUETTE SERENADE!  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15908688-112993111781654636?l=christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/feeds/112993111781654636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15908688&amp;postID=112993111781654636' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112993111781654636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112993111781654636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/2005/10/la-la.html' title='La La!'/><author><name>Christian Ashford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618951177760412322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15908688.post-112991246732577320</id><published>2005-10-21T09:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T09:34:27.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dedication to the ones i luv...</title><content type='html'>Love comes in many forms...Each of you have shown me so...You all are the pieces of the puzzle that make my heart...From the good times down to the bad...You've stuck bythru and thru..thank you all...Life wouldnt be fair if I didnt have you and it wouldnt be worth it ifI lost you...  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15908688-112991246732577320?l=christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/feeds/112991246732577320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15908688&amp;postID=112991246732577320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112991246732577320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112991246732577320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/2005/10/dedication-to-ones-i-luv.html' title='dedication to the ones i luv...'/><author><name>Christian Ashford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618951177760412322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15908688.post-112984430516102006</id><published>2005-10-20T14:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T14:38:25.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The haunted house</title><content type='html'>Ok, ok, I am SO sorry for not doing a more complete blog yesterday... it's unforgiveable I know. As all my secondary school teachers would surely be saying now: &amp;quot;Arctic Fox is capable of so much more.... must try harder!!&amp;quot;.  So, what happened?  Carnage, that's what.  Yesterday went along the lines of: 3 hours at work... came home with some pals from work (Jace, Stu, and Don), had a couple of beers, some fish and chips, played some Donkey Konga - waited for Don to come out of the shower. Duncs came round and we set off into town. Met Emma, Dawn, and Gary in town. Got a bit plastered and a bit.... well you know.... &amp;quot;loved up&amp;quot;!! The night was going swingingly well, until the box of my shadowy past presented itself in front of me.... dark ghosts from the past quickly descended and made for a very odd evening. I'm not gonna go into the details of my shadowy past, nor the details of my specific ghosts, for fear of upsetting and/or offending anyone who wanders into my blog. We bundled a very drunk Emma into a taxi with Dawn (who, it transpires, used to deliver my Beano and Dandy when I was a kid). The rest of us came back to my house, and I got Michelle out of bed.... we stayed up chattin' and smoking and drinking copious quantities of Viper until about 4am. I also went to hospital for a check up on my removed cyst... gotta go back in a year now!!!  Today... I am paying the price... depression dark and deep, stomach of pure acid, all manner of substance leaking from every pore. I desperately tried to rehydrate, and flex my quads... I know the girls love 'em!! Went on a bit of a random bike ride - new seat position has proved to be a marked success - less effort, more reward, new muscles being worked. Very satisfactory until my gears went all wonky and I had to go back to the bike shop to get it fixed... oh well!! Rode about 11 or 12 miles.  Thanks to Spicey for allowing me to call in at such short notice while my bike got sorted out.  I like &amp;quot;Malcolm in the middle&amp;quot; - it makes me laugh, it's kinda like the Simpsons but with real people.  Oh, my frikking aching body and soul.... every high surely has its low!! You would think I would learn.  Gonna get a bath and watch a movie or two..... thanks fer lissening!!  You know I ALWAYS have to put a link in.... check out my home town!  Huddersfield Cam Archive of Cam pics (Thanks Spicey)  Ornament of the week:  Lucky feng shui beckoning cat - maneki neko &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15908688-112984430516102006?l=christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/feeds/112984430516102006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15908688&amp;postID=112984430516102006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112984430516102006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112984430516102006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/2005/10/haunted-house.html' title='The haunted house'/><author><name>Christian Ashford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618951177760412322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15908688.post-112982703210157528</id><published>2005-10-20T09:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T09:50:32.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Maybe I'm just crazy, but what a cool PhD :)</title><content type='html'>OK, all my old professors from my master's programs have seen the light, and come together to make the PhD program that I've always wanted! So... I'm taking the first class this fall as a special student to see if I can carve out time to make this happen. The program is a PhD in Integrative Life Sciences at VCU, http://www.vcu.edu/lifesci/phd/overview/index.html  My first class is &amp;quot;Biological Complexity&amp;quot;, taught by my old major professor, and it starts in 10 days - right in the middle of packing to move! so the next few weeks will be interesting to say the least :) &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15908688-112982703210157528?l=christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/feeds/112982703210157528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15908688&amp;postID=112982703210157528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112982703210157528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112982703210157528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/2005/10/maybe-im-just-crazy-but-what-cool-phd.html' title='Maybe I&apos;m just crazy, but what a cool PhD :)'/><author><name>Christian Ashford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618951177760412322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15908688.post-112975739869670295</id><published>2005-10-19T14:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T14:29:58.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A beautiful person...</title><content type='html'>Guess who I just got off the phone with? Courtney dearest.  The poor girl had a major meltdown with Karl, her best friend for a year. They have never been romantically involved, but as long as I have known both of them, they have seemed to love and treasure one another as much as a couple might, even more so.Shegave himeverything, and now, for reasons that are more excuses than reasons, he has &amp;quot;broken it off&amp;quot;.  In my more irrational moments, I have thought of ending friendships in such an abrupt manner, but it is a very stupid concept. Even with Maxim, I have fallen pray to such nonsense many times. Unfortunately, the idea that a human one is close to, call it friend or lover or spouse, can be dismissed based on the concious will of one of them, is a prevalent one. Why, we are all about recognizing concrete beginnings and ends to relationships: anniversaries, for example. The important parts of a relationship arethe things we truly gain or lose from interactions with another over a long period of time, but concious decisions are rarely based on the salvation or destruction of these important things.  A friendship is never purposefully ended. A relationship, maybe, but the real end of a frienship comes way before the breakup. It is only warranted when the substance of a relationship no longer exists, or is being ignored or mistakenly set as a low priority (as with Maxim and I). This can happen, especially in teenage relationships, where our passions are so strong.  Now, as I seek to console the heart of this beautiful person, to help this friendship to continue until its substance disappears, I learn about myself.  I have a new standard for myself, one that was always there but never recognized enough: I should not be swept away with anger at a person and think of ending anything with them.  How can I ever be angry at a person, honestly? The only times it happens now is when Steve or Maxim betrays himself. I am rarely angry at others. In fact, never. Only at myself, Max and Steve, for we are the only ones that part of me expects things from.  But when I get angry at them for failing to be themselves, whole and steady, I fail in a parallel fashion. And they with me.  I remember a quote once, from my little calendar: When things go wrong, don't go with them. When people go wrong, don't go with them.  A lesson the more advanced of us must learn, before we get much farther in life. If I could just maintain my paitience, help and empathize, I would remain a reason for them to be themselves, rather than driving all of us further from it.   &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15908688-112975739869670295?l=christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/feeds/112975739869670295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15908688&amp;postID=112975739869670295' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112975739869670295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112975739869670295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/2005/10/beautiful-person.html' title='A beautiful person...'/><author><name>Christian Ashford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618951177760412322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15908688.post-112974019401878899</id><published>2005-10-19T09:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T09:43:14.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Tuesday..</title><content type='html'>It's not fun being wakened by the screeching sounds of your fighting cats. It was nice of Ang to handle them so I could get a few more winks before I had to get ready for work. She woke me on time telling me aboutsome old Benedict guy. The firstword that came to my mind was &amp;quot;eggs&amp;quot;. Later on this week, we are expecting two new arrivals--  !! Our current ones are about 2 years old &amp;amp; starting to malfunction. The new ones arenot particularly fancy, just little more up-to-date, &amp;amp; are backward compatible with the earpieces &amp;amp; chargers we already have. On a musical note, hope to have that jam this weekend that all us guys have been putting off, maybe Jorge can join in... (hint!) Time out... &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15908688-112974019401878899?l=christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/feeds/112974019401878899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15908688&amp;postID=112974019401878899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112974019401878899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112974019401878899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/2005/10/another-tuesday.html' title='Another Tuesday..'/><author><name>Christian Ashford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618951177760412322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15908688.post-112967160092484689</id><published>2005-10-18T14:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T14:40:00.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is taking me apart!!!!</title><content type='html'>STUPID COMPUTER IS SOOOO SLOW THAT I COULD CRY A THOUSAND TIMES OVER A DEAD CAT. GRRRR msn messager WONT come up no more so i gotta work on that... thanx for the comment kristin i will try to change my occupation and btw kristin im sry for me gettin off msn messager the other night it shut i gotta take a look at it..... hehe my kitties are laying on the conter and table lol ill get a picture put up of that :P btw my camrea battery is up so i can try to get more pictures up on here, i was taking a look at my friends page and she has pictures up of her friends(check her page out its kristins) anyways i was like whoa i dont have barly anypictures of my friends so i decided to find some of them... :P so im uploading them up some time...and i have more of me too ;P lol well i guess i betta go and try to do all that and kristin i will call you maybe sometime tonight if i find your number, cant remember if its 766 or 762. anyways later  yall and the comments keep them coming  Stephanie-Billy Jean lol &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15908688-112967160092484689?l=christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/feeds/112967160092484689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15908688&amp;postID=112967160092484689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112967160092484689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112967160092484689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/2005/10/life-is-taking-me-apart.html' title='Life is taking me apart!!!!'/><author><name>Christian Ashford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618951177760412322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15908688.post-112965393541701864</id><published>2005-10-18T09:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T09:45:35.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Micah 4:5</title><content type='html'>    &amp;quot;For all the peoples walk every one in the name of his god; and we will walk in the name of Jehovah our God for ever and ever. &amp;quot; Micah 4:5(American Standard Version) American Standard Version (ASV)      5For all people will walk every one in the name of his god, and we will walk in the name of the LORD our God for ever and ever. Micah 4:5(King James Version) King James Version (KJV)   &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15908688-112965393541701864?l=christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/feeds/112965393541701864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15908688&amp;postID=112965393541701864' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112965393541701864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112965393541701864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/2005/10/micah-45.html' title='Micah 4:5'/><author><name>Christian Ashford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618951177760412322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15908688.post-112958478140821327</id><published>2005-10-17T14:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T14:33:01.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'>05-Aug-2005 : CTI SBS</title><content type='html'>Done:  Study SBS SDK Version 1 Documentation &amp;amp; Final Presentation Document SHTest .dll to gain some insight &amp;amp; future reference (Incomplete but ongoing) Step through test case code to see how SDK are implemented. Running Test Cases 9573 manually (16706 as well as pre-request)-busy Issues:  Lack of knowledge make test cases hard to follow (What to do with &amp;quot;steps left out&amp;quot;). Studying sbs more will solve this in a few days. Plan:  Read SBS Book over week-end Finish running cases 9573, 9865 and 10180 manually Automate above test cases. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15908688-112958478140821327?l=christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/feeds/112958478140821327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15908688&amp;postID=112958478140821327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112958478140821327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112958478140821327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/2005/10/05-aug-2005-cti-sbs.html' title='05-Aug-2005 : CTI SBS'/><author><name>Christian Ashford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618951177760412322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15908688.post-112956743656727166</id><published>2005-10-17T09:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T09:44:00.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'>EURO2005.01</title><content type='html'> 5 Blue Air 5 3 3 2737 22.53630102 15/25 Air China 4 4 5 4 41 21/25 Air India 0.510.5 0.5when it doesnt work, it doesnt work10 34dressing1 1 021 5/25 Lufthansa 3 5 4 5 5.57307300.5 Bonus Point. 22.5/25 &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15908688-112956743656727166?l=christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/feeds/112956743656727166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15908688&amp;postID=112956743656727166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112956743656727166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112956743656727166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/2005/10/euro200501.html' title='EURO2005.01'/><author><name>Christian Ashford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618951177760412322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15908688.post-112949903258985355</id><published>2005-10-16T14:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T14:43:52.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess it's time to update</title><content type='html'>Well, I'm still here, I know it's been awhile since I've spoke to anyone, and I'm sorry about that, things have been a little crazy, and I'm still trying to work through some stuff. Nothing real interesting has been going on in my life, I've been working NONSTOP since I got back, but I wont be there for much longer, so it's not like I'm gonna have to deal with that much more . I go back to school on Thursday, I'm excited. I'm gonna be a big Senior, my last 4 months of highschool, and Kentucky. Crazy how fast time has gone by, so much has happened in these short few months, it seems like I just got here, and now it's about time to say goodbye. I can honestly say though, that I'm not sad, I'm ready to moveforward and on. No regrets of course. For those of you who know me, I'm sorry I've been so silent, you know how to contact me, I'm always here for you, but you all already know that. For anyone else, I'm just rambling, don't pay attention.    Sarah &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15908688-112949903258985355?l=christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/feeds/112949903258985355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15908688&amp;postID=112949903258985355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112949903258985355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112949903258985355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/2005/10/guess-its-time-to-update.html' title='Guess it&apos;s time to update'/><author><name>Christian Ashford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618951177760412322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15908688.post-112948024316719159</id><published>2005-10-16T09:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T09:30:43.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sigh</title><content type='html'>&amp;quot;How to get rid of it?&amp;quot; &amp;quot;Just walk around the obstacle quickly&amp;quot;. &amp;quot;But I can't find it !&amp;quot; &amp;quot;Frankly ,my dear,you need a nice guide dog.&amp;quot; &amp;quot;Come on!I'm not really visually impaired!&amp;quot; &amp;quot;Almost!&amp;quot;  Sigh.......................... &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15908688-112948024316719159?l=christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/feeds/112948024316719159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15908688&amp;postID=112948024316719159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112948024316719159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112948024316719159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/2005/10/sigh_16.html' title='Sigh'/><author><name>Christian Ashford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618951177760412322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15908688.post-112941210222205776</id><published>2005-10-15T14:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T14:35:02.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ray Davis (1940-2005)</title><content type='html'>Though it's already 2 day old news at this point, i felt the need to devote some space to the passing of the great Ray Davis. He was one of the founding fathers of Parliament, and will most likely be known to you as the rich, deep voice behind classics like &amp;quot;Give Up The Funk (Tear the Roof Off the Sucka)&amp;quot; and &amp;quot;Flaslight&amp;quot;. As a longtime Funkaholic I can tell you that he has contributed his amazing bass vocals to more songs than even I have the capacity to list at will. Davis remained active until the end and has performed in recent years with the Temptations, and also with Fuzzy Haskins and Grady Thompson of original P-Funk fame. A voice like Ray's will be irreplaceable and his memory will long be remembered by the collections of all the Funkateers out there.  Until next time...May the Funk be with You! -Rick  Check out the full story here: http://www.newsday.com/news/local/wire/newjersey/ny-bc-nj--obit-davis0706jul06,0,4940724.story?coll=ny-region-apnewjersey  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15908688-112941210222205776?l=christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/feeds/112941210222205776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15908688&amp;postID=112941210222205776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112941210222205776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112941210222205776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/2005/10/ray-davis-1940-2005.html' title='Ray Davis (1940-2005)'/><author><name>Christian Ashford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618951177760412322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15908688.post-112939413483269269</id><published>2005-10-15T09:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T09:35:35.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'>..</title><content type='html'>  .......   ...          ...                   *            &amp;quot;                        &amp;quot;                              ...            (*)   ....  ...  ........................... &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15908688-112939413483269269?l=christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/feeds/112939413483269269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15908688&amp;postID=112939413483269269' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112939413483269269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112939413483269269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/2005/10/blog-post.html' title='..'/><author><name>Christian Ashford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618951177760412322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15908688.post-112932541031008807</id><published>2005-10-14T14:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T14:30:10.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Tribute to the Nice Guys</title><content type='html'>This is a tribute to the nice guys. The nice guys that finish last, that never become more than friends, that endure hours of whining and bitching about what assholes guys are, while disproving the very point. This is dedicated to those guys who always provide a shoulder to lean on but restrain themselves to tentative hugs, those guys who hold open doors and give reassuring pats on the back and sit patiently outside the changing room at department stores. This is in honor of the guys that obligingly reiterate how cute/beautiful/smart/funny/sexy their female friends are at the appropriate moment, because they know most girls need that litany of support. This is in honor of the guys with open minds, with laid-back attitudes, with honest concern. This is in honor of the guys who respect a girls every facet, from her privacy to her theology to her clothing style.This is for the guys who escort their drunk, bewildered female friends back from parties and never take advantage once theyre at her door, for the guys who accompany girls to bars as buffers against the rest of the creepy male population, for the guys who know a girl is fishing for compliments but give them out anyway, for the guys who always play by the rules in a game where the rules favor cheaters, for the guys who are accredited as boyfriend material but somehow dont end up being boyfriends, for all the nice guys who are overlooked, underestimated, and unappreciated, for all the nice guys who are manipulated, misled, and unjustly abandoned, this is for you.This is for that time she left 40 urgent messages on your cell phone, and when you called her back, she spent three hours painstakingly dissecting two sentences her boyfriend said to her over dinner. And even though you thought her boyfriend was a chump and a jerk, you assured her that it was all ok and she shouldnt worry about it. This is for that time she interrupted the best killing spree youd ever orchestrated in GTA3 to rant about a rumor that romantically linked her and the guy she thinks is the most repulsive person in the world. And even though you thought it was immature and you had nothing against the guy, you paused the game for two hours and helped her concoct a counter-rumor to spread around the floor. This is also for that time she didnt have a date, so after numerous vows that there was nothing serious between the two of you, she dragged you to a party where you knew nobody, the beer was awful, and she flirted shamelessly with you, justifying each fit of reckless teasing by announcing to everyone: oh, but were just friends! And even though you were invited purely as a symbolic warm body for her ego, you went anyways. Because youre nice like that.The nice guys dont often get credit where credit is due. And perhaps more disturbing, the nice guys dont seem to get laid as often as they should. And I wish I could logically explain this trend, but I cant. From what I have observed and what I have learned from talking to friends at other schools and in the workplace, the only conclusion I can form is that many girls are just illogical, manipulative bitches. Many of them claim they just want to date a nice guy, but when presented with such a specimen, they say irrational, confusing things such as oh, hes too nice to date or he would be a good boyfriend but hes not for me or he already puts up with so much from me, I couldnt possibly ask him out! or the most frustrating of all: no, it would ruin our friendship. Yet, they continue to lament the lack of datable men in the world, and they expect their too-nice-to-date male friends to sympathize and apologize for the men that are jerks. Sorry, guys, girls like that are beyond my ability to fathom. I cant figure out why the connection breaks down between what they say (I want a nice guy!) and what they do (Im going to sleep with this complete ass now!). But one thing I can do, is say that the nice-guy-finishes-last phenomenon doesnt last forever.There are definitely many girls who grow out of that train of thought and realize they should be dating the nice guys, not taking them for granted. The tricky part is finding those girls, and even trickier, finding the ones that are single.So, until those girls are found, I propose a toast to all the nice guys. You know who you are, and I know youre sick of hearing yourself described as ubiquitously nice. But the truth of the matter is, the world needs your patience in the department store, your holding open of doors, your party escorting services, your propensity to be a sucker for a pretty smile. For all the crazy, inane, absurd things you tolerate, for all the situations where you are the faceless, nameless hero, my accolades, my acknowledgement, and my gratitude go out to you. You do have credibility in this society, and your well deserved vindication is coming. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15908688-112932541031008807?l=christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/feeds/112932541031008807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15908688&amp;postID=112932541031008807' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112932541031008807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112932541031008807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/2005/10/my-tribute-to-nice-guys.html' title='My Tribute to the Nice Guys'/><author><name>Christian Ashford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618951177760412322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15908688.post-112923994394593812</id><published>2005-10-13T14:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T14:45:44.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And I would be inclined to be yours for the taking..</title><content type='html'>Who hates working?! I do, I do! Oh my freakin goodness I can't stand my back! So, I had Janelle try and work on it to get the knots out and it didn't work. It just surfaced them all and now they hurt worse then when they were barried. Like I can't even touch my shoulder cuz it hurts so much. Or move my right arm. I also found out that I have to sort all of those bags starting monday..oh joy.   Oh how I would love to sing outfromtherooftops what I know..but I can't and therefore I must keep it hidden but I just love what is going on.   I'm also really tired. I like can't keep my eyes open thats how tiredI am. Yep, I'm thinking about hitting the sack soon..so I'll write more later. Buh bye! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15908688-112923994394593812?l=christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/feeds/112923994394593812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15908688&amp;postID=112923994394593812' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112923994394593812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112923994394593812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/2005/10/and-i-would-be-inclined-to-be-yours.html' title='And I would be inclined to be yours for the taking..'/><author><name>Christian Ashford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618951177760412322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15908688.post-112922164456108519</id><published>2005-10-13T09:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T09:40:44.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Packing and stuff like that.....</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone who reads these things,  LOL, I'm really excited about Cornerstone! The day to leave is approaching, I officially have 14 days until I leave. My mom has taken me shoppinga lot!!! We've narrowed down the list of everything I need and stuff. My room is a complete disaster area right now. I still have to find a way to get my phone and CDs and stuff there. It's gonna be a tight fit in my suitcase. LOL, hmmm, what else has happened? Oh! I still haven't found out my roommate yet, that'll be interesting! I really hope my roomate likes bright colors! LOL, I could be in trouble if she doesn't.  SinceI requested a Grand Rapids roommate she'll probably be contacting me before I even find out, I wish that snail mail didn't take so long. Of course, it doesn't helpthat I live in WA. LOL, if onlythey had just emailed everyone with their numbers...Oh well! Hello to my roommate, if you are reading this! Give me a call! I want to know who you are!  talk to you all later!  Sarah &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15908688-112922164456108519?l=christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/feeds/112922164456108519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15908688&amp;postID=112922164456108519' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112922164456108519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112922164456108519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/2005/10/packing-and-stuff-like-that.html' title='Packing and stuff like that.....'/><author><name>Christian Ashford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618951177760412322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15908688.post-112915371332847062</id><published>2005-10-12T14:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T14:48:33.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Salon De Orient</title><content type='html'>today, i had my hair cut there. well, i've been dying to have a haircut and now my dream has finally came true! my mom's classmate at hfs (aka holy family school)went here for a vacation from the US and had pedicure and a haircut (with her 2 neices from us also) at Salon De OrientTimog. My mom came with them (she had pedicure) and I had a haircut. God! P600 for a haircut? I said that i didnt want my hair to be shorter just make it look better. byut still, they cut it. The neices of the ex-classmate mof mom said that they wanted to have a trim, but still they cut their hair shorter than they wanted. Well, at least we liked our hair cut. Tita Aleli is the one who paid for us. heehee... we didnt have time to eat out so my mom just gave &amp;quot;pasalubongs&amp;quot; for them to bring with them when they get back to the US. =P &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15908688-112915371332847062?l=christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/feeds/112915371332847062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15908688&amp;postID=112915371332847062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112915371332847062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112915371332847062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/2005/10/salon-de-orient.html' title='Salon De Orient'/><author><name>Christian Ashford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618951177760412322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15908688.post-112906734542356879</id><published>2005-10-11T14:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T14:49:05.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vengence Is Mine</title><content type='html'>Revenge is a dish best served cold the kilgons said in Star Trek. Of course the whole idea of revenge is a bad one most of the time. Revenge is almost always a negative thing. The exceptions being when some one pranks you and you simply MUST get them back. No one pranks me and gets away with it. If you prank me expect to be pranked back in the most insane way I can think of. But I have drifted off topic here. When you seek revenge for something that was done against you, you dont acually solve anything. So someone beat you up, what are you going to do? Go get a gun and shoot them? Get some friends together and jump the guy? This happens way to ofte and all that comes of it is more heartbreak from shattered families and broken lives. No one benifits from revenge ( except perhaps lawyers) because it is self deafeating in its pupose. If you go after someone they will just come right back at you. It is a vicious circle that is hard to break but it MUST be broken. Seking revenge is detramental to your life in more ways then one. If your focused on gettng that person back for what they did to you then you are not paying attention to the things that matter in life. Your family. Your friends. If you dont have those things in your life already then you do have a problem , and revenge wont help you with it. It will only make it worse. If someone wrongs you, fine. Remeber them and what they did and you dont have to trust them again. But dont go and seek revenge against them. Thats wrong and it makes you no better then they are. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15908688-112906734542356879?l=christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/feeds/112906734542356879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15908688&amp;postID=112906734542356879' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112906734542356879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112906734542356879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/2005/10/vengence-is-mine.html' title='Vengence Is Mine'/><author><name>Christian Ashford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618951177760412322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15908688.post-112904847089526144</id><published>2005-10-11T09:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T09:34:30.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An encouraging thought</title><content type='html'>No matter what you study-the bow, the spear, walking, running, or the sword- it will seem very difficult at first and you may think you may never be able to do it properly. However, as time passes and you continue to practice you will become more accustomed to your field of endeavor and it will become easy.With time it requires no thought and becomes nothing but reflex. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15908688-112904847089526144?l=christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/feeds/112904847089526144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15908688&amp;postID=112904847089526144' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112904847089526144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112904847089526144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/2005/10/encouraging-thought.html' title='An encouraging thought'/><author><name>Christian Ashford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618951177760412322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15908688.post-112898033926616853</id><published>2005-10-10T14:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T14:38:59.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what happened to party junkie side of me????</title><content type='html'> Hell i don't know what's going on with myself.... I think this is what I called &amp;quot;lack of good friends syndrome&amp;quot; pathetic isn't it???  Had a quiet weeks, including the weekend. Bassicly just spent my days and night time reading novels (that I have several novels to read!! yeah!!!), watching movies in my room, and bloody day dreaming. Don't feel like going to party, eventhough I got the farewell party invitation from my friend Will with his american football team.   I think I had too much party during my stay here. But it's ok though, I like it better that way since I'm single still, and not yet marry. I prefer to enjoy and doing too much things when I'm single rather than marry and doing stupid things, especially acting like a single woman in the clubs and parties, and in other hand my poor husband is waiting for me at home and thoughts i'm doing decent things and having a good behaviour!!! For God's sake, I met this kind of woman in the past here in Paris. It's a pity!!And still I remember, when this bitch queen from hell asked me one time before I really ended up my friendship with her (i'm glad i did that btw) if I wish to make friends with her, I have to broke up with my bf (and he's my ex bf now).... What in the world make her think that she is so special to me??? For heaven's sake, I definetely chose my bf!!  Anyway, Paris has been cold lately... good for cooling down my temper! I just can't sleep at night for thinking of I have too much things to do regarding my permit to stay here. Definetely have to pay my school for the next year, and I'm thinking to change school wich is cheaper, that way I will be able to save my money and moved out to London... he he he, even more expensive city isn't it??? God, please give me a courage to do many stuffs at the short time. Amen!!! I need to find bloody new school asap, pay, get the inscription, go to get a new stamp on my document which was taking almost 1 month last time, and finally go to the Prefecture de Police to get my new &amp;quot;Carte de Sejour&amp;quot; and whole together last time taken like 3 months arrrggghhhhh..... and my bloody visa expired in August 24th, and it meansI have only less than 1 month tosort everything out, as I'm leavingParis on August 1st ;o)  Great, I just remember that I have to send one bloody document regarding my security social number here... and it's been almost a month that I forgot!!!! HELPS!!!!!  Gotta go and take shower, I need to meet a friend by noon today, and later in the eveningwill go with my friends. Oh ya, my bloody friend will be here on July 19th if everything goes as planned!!! Dennis asked me if I'm really happy about it.... I said, I'm more happy for coz I will have a friend to share my days and keeping me busy!!!    Till later, Len        &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15908688-112898033926616853?l=christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/feeds/112898033926616853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15908688&amp;postID=112898033926616853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112898033926616853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112898033926616853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/2005/10/what-happened-to-party-junkie-side-of.html' title='what happened to party junkie side of me????'/><author><name>Christian Ashford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618951177760412322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15908688.post-112896198669950466</id><published>2005-10-10T09:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T09:33:06.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>blogthings site thingy</title><content type='html'>awsome aint it......zzzZZZzzzzZZZzz     Your Taste in Music:  Adult Alternative: High Influence  Country: High Influence  Alternative Rock: Medium Influence  90's Alternative: Low Influence How's Your Taste in Music?  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15908688-112896198669950466?l=christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/feeds/112896198669950466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15908688&amp;postID=112896198669950466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112896198669950466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112896198669950466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/2005/10/blogthings-site-thingy.html' title='blogthings site thingy'/><author><name>Christian Ashford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618951177760412322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15908688.post-112889412810970450</id><published>2005-10-09T14:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T14:42:08.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Holy s**t</title><content type='html'>Yesterday i argued with my ex-girlfriend.I'm feeling like shit.We broke up because,as she said,we didn't match.I'm still in love with her.I don't know what to do.I told her to delete my phone number.I spent the whole night drinking and now i look like a zombie.Well,that's life.I think i'll have to accept it.There's no other way. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15908688-112889412810970450?l=christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/feeds/112889412810970450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15908688&amp;postID=112889412810970450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112889412810970450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112889412810970450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/2005/10/holy-st.html' title='Holy s**t'/><author><name>Christian Ashford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618951177760412322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15908688.post-112887595794482151</id><published>2005-10-09T09:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T09:39:17.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FINISHED</title><content type='html'>HAHA I finished the book To Kill A Mockingbird ok does anyone like that book because I dont' i HATED IT WITH A PASSION personally i thought it was a ball if suck I know it's classic literature and everyones supposed to love it like they gave birth to it but i'm just saying it's not that great if you ask me, just like the count of monte cristo, why does the school board make us read those books they suck AND i hate them i don't know too many people who think differently from me if you do too bad for you that's all i should really start workin on the assignment because it has to be done but i'm not going to do it. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15908688-112887595794482151?l=christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/feeds/112887595794482151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15908688&amp;postID=112887595794482151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112887595794482151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112887595794482151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/2005/10/finished.html' title='FINISHED'/><author><name>Christian Ashford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618951177760412322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15908688.post-112880716937485552</id><published>2005-10-08T14:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T14:32:49.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ok...</title><content type='html'>ended things with nicole, u cant screw me over that long i see through everyone sooner or later, and I knew all along she's just better at convincing me then anyone... its done regardlessMy pool on Friday, gonna be so crunk hahahaWas at the driving range, hittin the ball alot better fixed my swing up a bit (I sitll suck)Was at Steve's with Strick and we were playing pool golf, god damn I was terrible loolAnyway, have a good night &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15908688-112880716937485552?l=christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/feeds/112880716937485552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15908688&amp;postID=112880716937485552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112880716937485552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112880716937485552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/2005/10/ok.html' title='ok...'/><author><name>Christian Ashford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618951177760412322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15908688.post-112878913523289824</id><published>2005-10-08T09:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T09:32:15.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sigh</title><content type='html'>i have a lot of growing up to do... i mean i was always content on doing things for my mom and going to school and stuff but i just realized i dont really push myself enough i dont really go and take life by the horns and try to make it my bitch... after some thinking i feel as if i have just been going aimlessly through life doing what was asked of me and not much more. i mean i seem to only act a certain way or do certain things when i screw up or something. there are just some things that i should keep doing whether or not i screw up. like back then i wanted to go to michigan state university because i wanted to have fun and at the same time go to a somewhat regarded school then i transferred to the university of michigan because of a certain someone. she, that certain someone, made me feel as if i needed to be more in order to be with her. after i started studying at umich ithought that it would help me get closer to her but in the end that didnt happen... but to be honest it was mostly because of me... after a studious semester i decided to make some friends, try to enjoy myself, and try to experrience a little more at umich. when i did that... lets just say i kinda reverted aback to the way i was freshman year at michigan state, i messed stuff up between me and her...   anyway getting tired of typing all this so wait until next time to hear more...  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15908688-112878913523289824?l=christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15908688.post-112872073139975390</id><published>2005-10-07T14:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T14:32:11.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today's Agenda</title><content type='html'> Yesterday I received over $500 worth of sterling silver lapis lazuli jewelry from Santiago, Chile, inventoried it, photographed it and listed it on my Ebay store at www.lapisconnection.com.  I also received my tickets to see The 21st Century Doors at the 9:30 Club in Washington, DC on Tuesday, Aug. 9th with my friend Randy. We are staying at the Day's Inn on Arlington Boulevard which is close to the Metro. The last time I went to the 9:30 Club was in 1979 to see Curtis Blow sing a new-fangled style of music called 'hip hop' which seems to have caught on somewhat in recent years.  I also visited S. on Sunday and she cooked a whole chicken, mashed potatos with gravy, boiled cabbage with vinegar, and cucumbers &amp;amp;onions with vinegar and olive oil. There was also a phenomenal salad with 6 or 7 different ingredients. She is an incredible cook but cooks primarily home-cooking style food.  Since she had to work the next day (Monday) we did not have time to watch a DVD but had some very intriguing conversation nonetheless. We always have plenty to discuss and rarely have an argument because I generally walk out when voices are raised.  Today I finished up my work with the jewelry and ate cereal with milk for breakfast. I will go to the grocery store after lunch (burritos or Ramen noodles) as food is low near the end of the month and I have only a few food stamps left in my account.  I am disappointed that I will be unable to continue selling at the Richmond historic 17th Street Farmer's market due to the extreme heat causing fewer customers to come down and thus reducing sales to the point where it is no longer profitable to travel 2 hours there and back every Sunday with the price of gasoline being so high ($2.19 per gallon).  I am looking forward to calling S. at 5pm today and I hope she suggests that I come by and watch a DVD with her. I have left several good ones over there including 'American Beauty', 'One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest' and 'As Good As It Gets' plus a few for Ryan such as 'Fast Times at Ridgemont High' and 'Animal House'.  My biggest regret is that it appears I will be unable to match my previous two month's sales of $1200 during the month of July unless I have a huge sales spurt in the next 6 days. I am sure things will pick up once my new shipments of Alpaca Silver necklaces and earrings arrive and also after the summer heat starts to cool down somewhat.  That is all for today as I see my father pulling up in hisLincoln Town Car that he traded his Chrysler Le Baron convertible for last weekend. My brother sent me a huge box of name brand clothes and might be coming down for a visit this weekend with his wife, Kirstin, and their three children: Maggie, Olivia and Cole. We will have a cookout and I will invite S. and R. over. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15908688-112872073139975390?l=christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/feeds/112872073139975390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15908688&amp;postID=112872073139975390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112872073139975390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112872073139975390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/2005/10/todays-agenda.html' title='Today&apos;s Agenda'/><author><name>Christian Ashford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618951177760412322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15908688.post-112870313018238123</id><published>2005-10-07T09:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T09:38:50.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Arg!</title><content type='html'>Ughgghghghghghhh! I can't draw and I'm a n00b at everything I do! LIKE, EVERYTHING. I'M EVEN A N00B AT BEING A FRIEND. Sigh.. why can't someone come and save me from me?! Okay, to do list shall be made here:1) Make new friends2) Keep said friends3) Fight urges to drink with a better excuse to talk self out of it then &amp;quot;My mom will notice if I drink any of it.&amp;quot;4) Go to the movies and forget about all my troubles.5) Find someone to DDR with..6) Find someone to make laugh.7) Get a hair cut.8) Get a a car.9) Go somewhere with said car. Somewhere far away.10) Find myself.11) Discover who I'm supposed to be, what I'm supposed to do with life.12) Have a life-changing thing happen to me.13) Deal with stress better.14) Stop yelling at parents so much.15) Respect/try to keep the friends I have now.16) Learn how to draw.17) Learn how to play guitar.18) Learn how to cook.19) Lose weight.20) Tone muscles21) Eat less junk food.22) Eat less food.23) Excersize more.24) (Probably the least likely to happen) Stop coming online so much.Well. that's pretty much it for now...- J-Lamer. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15908688-112870313018238123?l=christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/feeds/112870313018238123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15908688&amp;postID=112870313018238123' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112870313018238123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112870313018238123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/2005/10/arg.html' title='Arg!'/><author><name>Christian Ashford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618951177760412322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15908688.post-112863484877661193</id><published>2005-10-06T14:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T14:40:48.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>meet the family</title><content type='html'>we took another road trip to meet his aunt and a couple of other cousins who live out of state. it was long and i must admit, i was scared a little. as i've said, riding isn't his hobby. but we took toys and pacis and even a bottle and were prepared to stop whenever he needed more than we had on hand.we listened to his lullabies the entire trip. if i had to drive, i would've fallen asleep! he fussed a little, but slept a lot and was in an extraordinarily good mood when he was awake. it was the easiest trip! even out of the short trips to the market or doctor when we're home. we went swimming with his little cousins and he wore his funny glasses to keep the sun out of his eyes.they also helped keep the water out when everyone played around him. it was wonderful to see my sister meet her new nephew and see his newfound cousins playing with him. i didn't get as much as i would have liked of pics and videos.  it was a long trip for all of us and i'm sure i'm not writing enough, but he's down for the night and laundry's going, so i have a nice break to myself...and i think i'll relax now as well. added is one of the sweet smiles we got... &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15908688-112863484877661193?l=christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/feeds/112863484877661193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15908688&amp;postID=112863484877661193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112863484877661193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112863484877661193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/2005/10/meet-family.html' title='meet the family'/><author><name>Christian Ashford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618951177760412322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15908688.post-112861660546952609</id><published>2005-10-06T09:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T09:36:45.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Shout Out To All My Friends</title><content type='html'>Hey everybody, How are you guys all doin. I miss each and every one of you guys. Its so weird how we were all so close and then all of a sudden boom. We are all in different cities forced to make new friends. Remember some of the things that we used to do. Like when we would play kick the can at Kelly's all the time and she was always the best partner to have because she like plotted out the hiding places. And we can't forget Yasemins bush parties when we fed and named all the lambs. AHAH. How can we forget Aprils 17 th birthday when we ran from the cops and they caught us and then we cried. We watched each other grow up in our quiet little town and now we are all apart in the hustle and bustle of big cities. I know we wanted to get out of high school and out of Neepawa but now I have to say that I miss the hell outta that place. We had some good times there. How can we forget the stick bridge. AHAHAH. Oh god we were such losers. Its funny cause I look at the younger kids now and think omg we did not act like that but we so did. For exampe, when we would cruise in the tibby in the winter with the sunroof open with blankets just because it was that cool to have a sunroof. Well we had a good time and I hope that there will be plenty more good times regardless of the miles in between us. We will find a way. Anyways guys good luck with school and I know a couple of you are graduating this year so good luck with your futures. Any ways I will see you all soon hopefully and you know that I love you Kyla &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15908688-112861660546952609?l=christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/feeds/112861660546952609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15908688&amp;postID=112861660546952609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112861660546952609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112861660546952609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/2005/10/shout-out-to-all-my-friends.html' title='A Shout Out To All My Friends'/><author><name>Christian Ashford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618951177760412322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15908688.post-112854901791700510</id><published>2005-10-05T14:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T14:50:17.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why me</title><content type='html'>This Is Kinda Fucked Up How I Can never find a guy that will love me and care for me ....... its almost like im nogood and never will be good .... but w/e ive been alone with out sumone around me for along time now i just need sumone .... really i hate bein alone..... will if u ever wanna talk call me cell# 442-7410    my life sucks so bad      M*Y*C  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15908688-112854901791700510?l=christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/feeds/112854901791700510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15908688&amp;postID=112854901791700510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112854901791700510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112854901791700510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/2005/10/why-me.html' title='Why me'/><author><name>Christian Ashford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618951177760412322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15908688.post-112853028946516169</id><published>2005-10-05T09:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T09:38:09.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quiz </title><content type='html'> Which do you perfer?| Please Answer the following questions in the comments area. Type the number of the question and your response. You comments will be posted on this site.  1. What type of Christian Music do you perfer?  a.) Pop/Rock  b.) Praise &amp;amp; Worship  c.) Rap  d.) Gospel   2. Which type of Worship Music do you perfer?  a.) Micheal W. Smith  b.) Third Day  c.) Clint Brown  d.) Isreal Houghton &amp;amp; New Breed   3. Which type of Gospel Music do you perfer?  a.) Kirk Franklin  b.) CeCe Winans  c.) Karen Wheaton  d.) World Harvest Church  4. Which type of Pop/Rock Music do you perfer?  a.) Casting Crowns  b.) Anointed  c.) Mercy Me  d.) DC Talk   5. What would you rather do?  a.) Watch TV  b.) Read  c.) Sing   d.) Paint  Thanks for Visiting , Your comments are Greatly Appreciated.         &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15908688-112853028946516169?l=christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/feeds/112853028946516169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15908688&amp;postID=112853028946516169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112853028946516169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112853028946516169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/2005/10/quiz.html' title='Quiz '/><author><name>Christian Ashford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618951177760412322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15908688.post-112846169142049760</id><published>2005-10-04T14:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T14:34:51.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Power of Nature</title><content type='html'>Toronto Storm - August 19  Last week I wrote an entry about how nature is more powerful than humans.   Well, on Friday I saw definite proof of that. During the late afternoon on Friday a severe storm hit the GTA (Greater Toronto Area). Many areas flooded, including my own neighbourhood.  At work, the power kept going out, so a bunch of us stood along the windows with the lights off and watched the storm rage outside. There was tons of rain, hail, thunder &amp;amp; lightning, and extremely strong winds. The massive amount of rain in such a short time caused storm sewers to back up, whichin turncaused flash flooding.This was particularly disruptive for the Friday afternoon rush hour, as many roadways flooded or were washed out altogether. We were happy to be INSIDE watching it during the height of the storm!  Here is an example of the type of wind we were watching.    Heres what happened to some people who were driving through it.           Tornadoes Environment Canada said the storm spawned 2 tornadoes just outside of Toronto. The full-fledged twisters were close to 300 metres wide. The tornadoes hit near Fergus, just North-West of Toronto.  Flash flooding hit many areas, and on some highways, such as the Don Valley Parkway, police were using seado's to rescue motorists who had been stranded in rapid water swells as the Don River overflowed its banks. There were power outages in many areas. Some houses in Toronto were still without power this morning.    Pics from da Hood Here are some pictures the flooding of my neighbourhood. Mind you, this is after the water had begun to recede.   This is the intersection at the end of my street after the rain had stopped - the water was starting to recede.That little bubble of water you can see in the pictures had been a geyser taller than an adult at the height of the water. (I didn't go out taking pictures until after it stopped pouring!)   Yes, those vans are stuck!     The park behind my house was completely flooded. It became a raging torrent. The sign in this picture istaller than me.A large portion of the park was under 7 feet of water.    This is a bike trail. You can see the power of the rushing water as it swirls around that tree. The water is about waist deep in this area.    Same bike trail, looking the opposite direction. The white arrow points to the top of the back of a bench.    By Sunday morning, the water had receded in most areas, and residents of Toronto were left with cleaning up the mess. Luckily, as far as I know, no-one was killed in the storm.  For more pictures, check outmy new photo album, titled Flood-Aug.19.  For more stories on the storm, click here or here or here.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15908688-112846169142049760?l=christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/feeds/112846169142049760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15908688&amp;postID=112846169142049760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112846169142049760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112846169142049760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/2005/10/power-of-nature.html' title='The Power of Nature'/><author><name>Christian Ashford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618951177760412322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15908688.post-112844403396113540</id><published>2005-10-04T09:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T09:40:34.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Manic Mitchell II</title><content type='html'>It was the last day of school today. Manic Mitchell couldn't wait for getting mags with Petrol-money Pete. They went to Ghastly Gareth's house to get magz, as Ghastly Gareth's brother Gaybar Garry was having his 18th and told Ghastly Gareth to bring some of his friends. They started getting magz and said hello to all the ladies when Gaybar Garry cracked a tantrum. He threw a bottle at Manic Mitchell but it hit Petrol-money Pete. They decided to leave.  Everybody was walking to stanley street when all of a sudden a red dragon flew out from behind a tree. It breathed fire over everybody and picked up Manic Mitchell with its left claw and Petrol-money Pete with its right. The mighty red dragon flew them to the stanley street party and then flew off because they were playing dungeons and dragons at the weiner convention. Manic Mitchell and Petrol-money Pete didn't like the looks of the horde of nerds so they left.  They trekked it home to bed and cried themselves to sleep over the sheer disappointment of the night. They hoped the rest of the holidays was not like this.  - any suggestions for future adventures? post em &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15908688-112844403396113540?l=christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/feeds/112844403396113540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15908688&amp;postID=112844403396113540' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112844403396113540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112844403396113540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/2005/10/manic-mitchell-ii.html' title='Manic Mitchell II'/><author><name>Christian Ashford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618951177760412322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15908688.post-112837594949101777</id><published>2005-10-03T14:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T14:45:49.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Making ME happy...</title><content type='html'>OK, I have spent the last week trying to make everyone happy, &amp;amp; its not working, so I'm through, from here on out i'm gonna try &amp;amp; make ME happy, &amp;amp; u know wut will make me happy? Getting Renee back in my life.  Baby,I know I've made mistakes, done stupid things, but u know how i feel about u, u know i love u. From here on out I listen to no1, just my heart, &amp;amp; my heart is telling me to do wutever it takes to get u back, &amp;amp; i will. As we speak I'm working on your present, it's taking me a while to do, but I'm gonna get it done, I'm gonna show u all the work I did just to show u how much I love u. I loved u for a while now, u know that, and when I saw u for the first time, that was it, i was done, I was in love, i am in love with u. U r my heart &amp;amp; soul, being with u makes me complete.  I'm sorry for the shit that has happened lately, but as I have said, I'm willing to do wutever it takes to have u back in my life. I LOVE U RENEE!!!  ~D~ &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15908688-112837594949101777?l=christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/feeds/112837594949101777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15908688&amp;postID=112837594949101777' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112837594949101777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112837594949101777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/2005/10/making-me-happy.html' title='Making ME happy...'/><author><name>Christian Ashford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618951177760412322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15908688.post-112835729477714603</id><published>2005-10-03T09:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T09:34:54.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BULLSHIT</title><content type='html'>Hey, I think this spaces crap is, well...CRAP! Im not getting any comments on my HOT ASS!!!! I dont get it...So....i you view this pease leave a commet for me...  P.S. Wednesday was my 21st B Day!!!! woo hoo!!!! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15908688-112835729477714603?l=christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/feeds/112835729477714603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15908688&amp;postID=112835729477714603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112835729477714603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112835729477714603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/2005/10/bullshit.html' title='BULLSHIT'/><author><name>Christian Ashford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618951177760412322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15908688.post-112828928888895552</id><published>2005-10-02T14:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T14:41:29.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'>*yawn*</title><content type='html'> the early red eye flight out of sea-tac is 10 minutes late... it usually goes over my house at 5:02, but today it went over at 5:22.  been checking out mp3 players so i can make some room on my computer. found a great deal on a 30 gig creative mp3 player for about $190, loaded with features. including a sleep timer, and alarm...maybe i can find that elusive sleep i  once knew years ago without hearing the same song 3 times over before deciding to take the headphones off. not to mention the famous sound  quality that creative is known by (EAX sound).  w/e, talking to myself again.  --. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15908688-112828928888895552?l=christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/feeds/112828928888895552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15908688&amp;postID=112828928888895552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112828928888895552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112828928888895552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/2005/10/yawn.html' title='*yawn*'/><author><name>Christian Ashford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618951177760412322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15908688.post-112827150343341099</id><published>2005-10-02T09:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T09:45:03.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shock And Awe</title><content type='html'>&amp;lt;pre&amp;gt;POLITICAL ESSAYSShock And Awe``SHOCK...`August 13, 2005Associated Press [1]Donkeys Get Marines Around inAfghanistan`&amp;quot;...some of the troops re-ceived training in handlingdonkeys at the Marines' Moun-tain Warfare Training Centerin in Bridgeport, Calif....&amp;quot;`&amp;quot;Still, the [Afghan] donkeysstubborn refusal to cooperateand their determination totry to mate with each otherwhenever they were untiedpersistently frustrated theirhandlers.`&amp;quot;When one Marine slapped oneof the animals on the rumpin exasperation, the [Afghan]donkey promptly gave him asharp kick with one of itshind legs.&amp;quot;``...AND AWE`Iraqi Resistance Report forevents of Thusday, 18 August2005`Al-Anbar ProvinceAl-Qaim`US troops prefer mules anddonkeys over armored vehiclesand Humvees`Residents of the western Ira-qi desert in the Upper Eu-phrates area around the Hasi-bah hieghts, al-Qaim, andthe nearby phosphate mines onthe Syrian border report thatUS Marines have been usingmules and donkeys for about aweek now to transport theirequipment and provisionsthrough the desert.`Afraid of Resistance ambushesand bombs, the Marines feelthat the quadrupeds presentless of a target. `The Mafkarat al-Islam corres-pondent reported residents ofal-Qaim as saying that theUS Marines are now using mulesand donkeys even to transportprovisions and equipment forvery great distances, leavingtheir vehicles in camps speci-ally made for them a few daysago on the edge of the desertareas. `A group of sheep smugglerstold the Mafkarat al-Islamcorrespondent that the firsttime they saw the Americansriding the donkeys and mules,they thought that it was somekind of military operation ornew battle tactic.`They learned from the Egyp-tian translators who work asmercenaries for the Americansthat the reason for the useof the pack animals was sim-ply that the beasts can sensedanger before it happens.`They can sense bombs in theground, they said, before theycome close to them and theyare also harder for Resistanceattackers to see. `The fact that US troops arenow falling back on the use ofpack animals reflects the ser-ious problems that continue toplague the American motorizedequipment.`Even after Humvees have beenarmor plated or [have] warningdevices, they are still fre-quently blown into little bitsby Resistance bombs.````[1]`http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2005/08/13/AR2005081300587_pf.html`[2]`http://iraqwar.mirror-world.ru/article/60492``&amp;lt;/pre&amp;gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15908688-112827150343341099?l=christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/feeds/112827150343341099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15908688&amp;postID=112827150343341099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112827150343341099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112827150343341099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/2005/10/shock-and-awe.html' title='Shock And Awe'/><author><name>Christian Ashford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618951177760412322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15908688.post-112811624095652380</id><published>2005-09-30T14:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T14:37:21.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We have arrived... pictures are up!</title><content type='html'>We're busy cataloguing our first week in Romania, and already have some stories to share. These will be coming, but for now, we're here, we're safe, and this is what our town and apartment look like.  We miss you all...and running water.  Anyone signing up to be the first visitor?? &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15908688-112811624095652380?l=christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/feeds/112811624095652380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15908688&amp;postID=112811624095652380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112811624095652380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112811624095652380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/2005/09/we-have-arrived-pictures-are-up.html' title='We have arrived... pictures are up!'/><author><name>Christian Ashford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618951177760412322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15908688.post-112809792069345167</id><published>2005-09-30T09:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T09:32:00.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God's Mercy</title><content type='html'>God is so good to us. Even when we don't realize we are off and &amp;quot;out there&amp;quot;. I was reading some testimonies on a sight I belong too. It makes you sit back and realize you are so small and insignificant. (Not that I think I am anything) I am only what the Lord allows me to be. There are so many of us who strive after the Lords will in our lives. Some peoplesay they are doing the Lords will and it is just their will coated with a little prayer. To honestly walk in obedience means to throw away all the junk and walk totally humble before the Lord and offer yourself to him. And to set all pride aside and do what he honestly calls you too. Some he will call to seel all and live moment by moment - and some he willcall to have a more structured life tosettle down with a family and call them to one body - yet some he calls to have a traveling and teaching ministry; and then there are those he calls to just be at one with him. There are so many ways to totally follow Christ. I, for one, lead more of a structured life. I am married, have kids and belong to a church where we teach people how to enter into worship and lead young adults in a home group. We've learned more through God at our home group than we ever imagined. It's been a safe place for people to come and talk, ask questions, pray, and just come to be loved and a great place to build relationships. I love the place I am in because it is the place God has put us. We've started many ministries and havedone many new things the God has called us too. Some have succeeded, and some didn't get off the ground. We live in a community that is ranked #1 and #2 in the Country as being the worst place to live. We have a high (#1 rated) rate of Drugs. And a high rate for teen pregnancy and suicide. It is an awesome place the Lord has placed us in. We are always open to where the Lord wants to place us. Anyway, it is awesome to sit back and read other peoplestestimonies. I appreciate knowing there are still people out there living a life AFTER God, instead of 'around' God. Bless you all who chase after the righeousness of the Lord. Blessings to everyone! Ann &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15908688-112809792069345167?l=christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/feeds/112809792069345167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15908688&amp;postID=112809792069345167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112809792069345167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112809792069345167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/2005/09/gods-mercy.html' title='God&apos;s Mercy'/><author><name>Christian Ashford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618951177760412322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15908688.post-112801172526468923</id><published>2005-09-29T09:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-29T09:35:25.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Home/Leaving AGAIN Soon</title><content type='html'>Wow! I am home again. I have to say, I AM feeling the love with the comments. keep em comin. It must be a bad week for pets. Michele's guinea pig, jens dog... what is this, eh? anyway, I am home from the UP. Yes, I am a Yooper! lol I had a good time. I was mostly busy the whole time. Went on a 20 mile canoe trip. That was a blast! The only thing was that it lasted 4.5 hours. It got a littlle boring by the end. The river it was on was VERY curvy and many logs in the way, so you couldn't look around for too long unless you wanted to be stuck on a log. good thing is that i didnt tip. wish i woulda, but i was in the canoe that we had our clothes and towels and cooler in. Poop skanks. i DID go in. the river was kind of low. it hadnt rained for 2 and 1/2 months before i was there! it rained the second night while we were asleep, so it didnt ruin any plans. i did all kinds of stuff. our place is up for sale. my uncle is so inconsiderate. i am glad he is dumb and set the price REALLY high so not many people are intersted. I would die if it was sold. well i got home today around 6pm. i am going to upload pics tomorrow probably or something. i got a lot of good pics for desktop pics, so when they are up, feel free to steal some.  well i am leaving on sunday to go to camp. be back saturday(aug. 6) saturday i have that Brewers Charity run/walk thing at 9am. tomorrow some family are coming. idk who but i think my grandma and grandpa and people. then i am going to the fair. well i gotta go now, i havent slept too many hours lately. only like 8 a night. lol i know what your thinking- a normal person sleeps around 8! but i ususally sleep between 10 and 14. so now its time for me to go catch up. take care peace rock on, erick &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15908688-112801172526468923?l=christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/feeds/112801172526468923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15908688&amp;postID=112801172526468923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112801172526468923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112801172526468923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/2005/09/homeleaving-again-soon.html' title='Home/Leaving AGAIN Soon'/><author><name>Christian Ashford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618951177760412322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15908688.post-112794297001544384</id><published>2005-09-28T14:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T14:29:30.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1st Doctor's Visit</title><content type='html'>Ethan had his first doctor's appointment on Wednesday, July 13th. He did really well. He now weighs a full 8 pounds&amp;lt;:-) They also measured him at 20 &amp;amp;1/4 inches. So we don't think the hospital was right when they said 18 inches. Everyone is still doing good at home&amp;lt;:-) &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15908688-112794297001544384?l=christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/feeds/112794297001544384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15908688&amp;postID=112794297001544384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112794297001544384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112794297001544384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/2005/09/1st-doctors-visit.html' title='1st Doctor&apos;s Visit'/><author><name>Christian Ashford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618951177760412322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15908688.post-112792590717854487</id><published>2005-09-28T09:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T09:45:07.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Price of Oil what's it say in the Bible about Oil?</title><content type='html'>  Today as I write these words it August 17, 2005 and on the news and in our current events in all we hear is so much concern and dissention over the prices of oil and how this affects the prices of all things in the US and in the world! We hear so many experts with so many opinions of why and how high prices oil will affect American and world economics! They tell us that for just the working poor and those who struggle within the working middle classes, for them just to get by; will have an even further negative affect on them than past price already have.  In the first place, oil prices have been of great concern world wide since the late sixties and early seventies. It was back when then the oil industry suggested that crude oil supplies were running out, and because of this oil price would rise. While oil didnt run out but oil prices did rise. And back then governments struggled particularly the US struggled to do something to control prices at the pump. And even before that during World War II back in the middle forties, due to the war efforts then as a means to correct price costs due to the so called supply demand affects on oil prices President Roosevelt had everyone in the US ration what they used in gasoline and other oil products! I am told back then that my dad had to use government rationing cards as a means to buy gas and other items. This then by government force is what was used to help curb prices for oil because it forced all to conserve their consumption of gas and oil!   During the oil crisis in the seventies this was the first time news of ethanol as one method control prices and to get more out of gasoline was looked at and we saw ethanol blends being sold at the pump. Car pooling was being used also by some.   Yes back then I watched gas prices escalate from 23 cents a gallon and heard people scream when gas reached 50 cents a gallon and then to jump to nearly a dollar a gallon! And I do remember the long lines at service stations round the country, when President Ford rationed the amounts of gas that could be pumped from Service Stations. Basicly it was an attempt to repeat what President Roosevelt did in the forties! However during this period of American history the nation was not as understanding as they were when Roosevelt set up the rationing cards and the American public reacted not as well! I recall lines filled up down the streets with lots of cars waiting to get there autos filled with gas. And I recall witnessing people actually getting into fist fights for their place in those long lines! For some beating on each other, was the means to control energy problems and that was just to be the first to buy a tank full of gas before it ran out! In fact I recall hearing of where some even killed others out of foolish angry temper tantrums over who was going to be first in buying gas in those long lines! I remember it all too well, I was in the gas business back then and I recall changing pump prices 4 and 5 times a day to keep up just with what my suppliers told me to do on adjusting the price of gas.   Too me back then it was all just a lot of whoo-ee! Even though the logic of crude oil running out made a lot of sense, for it takes millions of years for Gods perfect process to complete in the creating of one barrel of crude! However I feel it is apparent by how we act God and the world are not always in sink with one another! In the end back for all our efforts then there were some minor cut backs energy uses but only minor ones!  One positive thing we did back then was that we put on what was known as the national 55 mile speed limit as a means to cut back on fuel usage. Well that did save marginally some on fuel but what was more than that, was that we noticed that fewer human lives were lost on the highways because we slowed down! Of course that lesson was lost to the irrational attitude that we what we saved in fuel and human life wasnt worth what we lost in travel time and lost the feeling of power and speed! Hmmm wonder what analytical genius figured that out?  Today as to why we see an increase on the prices of oil and/or energy cost, hasnt changed much other than the added rises blamed upon the costs created due to wells and oil lines being damaged in the wars in Iraq. We are hearing much of the same logic that was given back in the late sixties as to why not to touch or change how we handle the oil today!   Then and now some proclaim that it is those whom produce the oil and whom belong to Opec cut back oil production and that is the logical reason for the high prices. Others say it is fact that in the United States the oil companies did not build any new refineries to produce gasoline over the years. Others in todays oil markets tell us, it is the oil brokers who are escalating the current prices for crude oil to increase their actual earnings in handling the sale of the next barrel of crude, So not much has changed!  Many will tell you that energy prices have risen over the past 4 years due to the fact that President Bush and some leaders of our government and their family and friends are deeply involved with the Arab Royal family. As well as the fact that for some they have worked for and hold investments in the American oil industry and they all are getting much of their wealth from those higher oil prices! Others say its because the liberals would sign a bill to drill in pristine areas of the world! Some have proclaimed it is all about supply demand!   All I can say as one coming from an old business analytical point of view is that the bottom line logic for all of this is as I said before is just a lot of Whoo-ee! The bottom line for all the problems in costs over this product is just pure and simple, and its called human GREED! Oh yes everything mentioned is true and all these things do have a cause and affect on the prices of oil! But our history shows that we havent and we dont interfere with and dont touch the oil industry! Why well in part because there is no real other product that we use, to escape the need for oil at this point in time of our industrial world history! I also have to note about the logic of supply demand, meaning the more you use the more they have to charge and user must pay for it is the ridicules logic of the markets which defies common sense. I remember as many of you who may have run a business. In business we set profit margins by making estimated and actual costs and we do the prospectus thing on how much product we might move or what are cash flow would be over a month or a year or for a 5 year period of time! From that we figured costs to market and all expenses to come up with a marketable and legitimate fair price with live able profit margin! For most businesses that have a record of struggles and some or lots of success. To do what the oil and energy industry does to me sounds more like literally highway robbery no pun intended! If those small business could have raised their price because the more they sold gave them that right or was the logic to raise prices. I tell you S.E.C would have been knocking on our doors! Understand most of us would have been happy to sold more at a reasonable profit and if our business was good the more wed make and if we ended up with a demand that increased our production the common meant higher profits without raising the prices. Some logic would allow us not to raise prices because of demand but in reality wed order more and from that we could drop price rather than raise them! As I said we dont touch the oil industry because they are in control of the scales of the market and they are motivated by GREED! Its all kind of like the old man in the dessert whose got the only water hole within thousand miles. He can charge what ever he wants and he knows hell get it because in order to youre yourself a live, youll have to pay what ever he or she asks for!   Now conservative oil economist will tell you thats not the way it works they will tell you that in order to pump more they have to hire more and drill more and pump and transport more, so therefore if you buy more they have to spend more. I say to that isnt it funny you made money on the first million barrels Id think youd make more if you doubled that to 2 million in the same time period, wouldnt you? Of course thats common since and common since to me seems a bit amiss here! Yes its true oil and fossil fuel as a commodity is not unlimited and one day we will run out and for this we must learn to find other sources of energy and we must learn to be conservative in our uses of fossil fuels! But I can also tell you, that in reality today that it costs no more to take the oil from the ground than it did 2000 years ago and in fact we can extract and find more much easier today than yesterday, and thats going back just 50 or 60 years. Todays technology has improved productivity at cheaper rates then never before!   Yes and we do pay more per hour today for those who work in the oil industry and they deserve what they get! But all prices in all things it all has to do with money and numbers and numbers are arbitrary we create numbers as a tool to keep track of things! As we created money only as a tool to use as a means to trade with, neither numbers nor money is the source for anything they are just tools to use as a means to work for the things of this world! However the only reality is in what you love most the things of this world or the things of Gods world! As it reads on US currency In God We Trust but do we trust in the power of God or in the earthly power of the things of this world, (money)!  However with the world being as it is that we or world leaders dont want to touch the oil until we can get the prices high enough to make it far more profitable than it already is! The world users dont want to fool with it because they dont want to offend or interrupt the supplies of oil they are already getting and need! So higher dollar profits are created by those who have the power of tipping the scales with the finger of logic that it just is too expensive this is an easier way to make the rich richer and the working poor poorer!   Consider this, about the lower working middle classes and the working poor as they watch their pocket books being emptied trying to keep up with energy needs and today nobody of our public or private industry leaders not only in the US but in the world wants to do much about it!   The price of oil and oil itself is now so important to world stability! That the leaders of Iran yesterday, went so far to announce that they would use their oil and up oil prices or cut production as a means to force the world to accept Iran in letting them to continue to build up their atomic might! You see the world just wont touch the oil problems of the world because it is an ultimate source of both earthly wealth and worldly power! Yet worldly earthly power and those of us who have needs for energy seem to have forgotten the source of that oil!   That source which is not found within the leaders those nations that have oil under their lands. For neither the land, nor the oil under it belongs to any leader of any nation or any industry, for it belongs to God! They or we are only stewards of that which is His! Remember the man I spoke of who had the only water in dessert? That water he charged for wasnt his to take money for. It was Gods yet the man used it only as a way to make money. To those who may have passed his way needing water understand their lives was the lives either! Those who may have paid for the water to save their lives but it was hot their lives to keep! For all life is Gods and is not yours that needs or should need to be bartered for. As Jesus paid the price for our sins we just keep putting more value in the things of this world and less in the things of His world! As Jesus cried out to our Father, Forgive them Father for they know not what they do. I think little has changed and I think that we keep making the same errors that Jesus shed his blood for a long time ago!  The scales used, for all things including wine and oil have been a problem a lot longer than we think! As a whole we have been complaining about the price of energy or oil now going back some 40 years! And no one has really touched the problems over crude oil usage or prices and when the working average complained about it, the oil industry and the nations who produce oil just kept on getting more for less!   To me its kind of like watching an alcoholic who needs a drink. As long as he or she has some money to give for it he will buy it at any price. And those selling or those who can afford it dont care either about the poor drunk or poor family person who wants gas to get back and forth to work with! Yet the supplier and those who control such things will not touch the source of ether the beer or the oil because as things are they are in control!   So what does it say in the Bible about oil which was the logic behind this paper? I turn you to the Book of Revelations, now all Christians are aware of the meaning of Revelations or for Catholic Christians it titled the book of the Apocalypse of St. John the Apostle in which both are similar in word verse and chapter! So in Chapter 6 verse 1thru 6 of both we read, here I am quoting from King James Version of the Bible.  Note where you see in closer marks ( ) (are only my thoughts as to possible meanings and do not come from the wording of scripture)  And I saw the Lamb opened one of the seals and I heard as it were the noise of thunder, one of the four beasts saying come and see. And I saw, and behold a white horse; and he that sat on him had a bow and a crown was given unto him; and he went forth conquering and to conquer. (them that ride on the white horse, much as it is seen today with the both national and industrial leaders of the world.) and when he had opened the second seal, I heard the second beast say, come and see. And there went out another horse that was red: and power was given to him that sat thereon to take peace from the earth, and that they should kill one another: and there was given unto him a great sword. (as we see today how many of us see that to solve problems it is easier to kill than to love!) ( the sword I feel is in the idea or thought and with the great weapons of mass destruction that those now hold and more will hold!)  And when he had opened the third seal, I heard the beast say Come and See. And I beheld, and lo a black horse and he that sat on him had a pair of balances {scales} in his hand. (to me this is or may be talking about todays market places that rule the world through wants, needs and what we all pay for such, the scales and/or balances are he methods used to!) (The horse he rides may be black because of the darkness and the hidden things that are behind human greed and human priority over Godly wants or Gods will over mankind?)   and I heard a voice in the midst of the four beast say, A measure of wheat for a penny; and see thou hurt not the oil and the wine. (its clear were talking about the prices for food and that the beast is telling us not to touch what is done with the oil and with the wine. Oil is oil and wine is the result of how much we are intoxicated with self! So the beast says touch them not!)  As we read on to see what was behind the next seal, the four seal the one to follow the others. And in here we read that it was a rider on a pale horse pale like the looks of one after they die. And it says there that the name of that rider was death and power was given unto them over a fourth part of the earth. To kill, with the sword, with hunger and with death, and with the beasts of the earth; For those of you who wish read it yourself and keep reading for it then prophesies much about the alter of souls and what is to follow after many die for the sake of the way we are! Your choice to believe or not but to me I feel this is a pretty logical comparison between todays oil and the markets and world leaders and the Bible!   I hope I may have given you something to think about!  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So anywaysI want u to answer this question. Oh yeah and i didnt really think before Ipicked &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15908688-112785659011193842?l=christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/feeds/112785659011193842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15908688&amp;postID=112785659011193842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112785659011193842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112785659011193842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/2005/09/who-do-u-think-is-best-basketball.html' title='Who Do U Think Is The Best Basketball Player ???'/><author><name>Christian Ashford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618951177760412322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15908688.post-112783858138201711</id><published>2005-09-27T09:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T09:29:41.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BoReD</title><content type='html'> --------------------------------------------------------------------------- I have been to Canada. I have seen Gothika. I am wearing Nail Polish.I was born in March. no......JULY I hate school. sometimesI am gemini. I like black. I share a room with someone.I have a cell phone. I play basketball. nnnnnnnnoooooooo wayI love to dance. when no ones watchingI like to sing. in the shower!My hairbrush is purple.I love Ashton Kutcher. SOMETIMES..I love chocolate. I like popcorn. I am a good singer.I have braces. no use to!!I love to go to the movies. I have a pool. noI have a hot tub. noI believe in love at first sight. it can happenI like Britney Spears. I like to shop. shoppingshould be a career! I love lipgloss. OMG YES!!!I love Dory from Finding Nemo. just keep swimmingI love my life. welll parts of it.. other parts SUCK!I have a boyfriend. I have a crush I love summer. so long sweet summerI graduate in the year 2007. no.........2006I love cookies N cream ice cream. I love cupcakes. yesI go to a camp every summer. I named my cell phone. &amp;quot;hey everyone meet me cell phone.. ChAcHi.. she likes long walks on the beach and candle lit dinnersI love make-up. yesI love eyeliner. couldnt live without itMy hair is its natural color. lol..noooI love going to the beach. I am a book worm. no.....cant read...lolI am going to go to college.YOU BET.. I am addicted to aim. noMy room is yellow. no..I have a sister(s). livin it up in heaven!I have a brother(s). unfortunately dillI wanna go to Antartica. no...I love penguins. haha.. yeah i'm gonna get a pet penguin some dayMy favorite color is pink. BLUE IS BETTERI like skirts better than shorts I am in middle school. I am in high school. WHS BABY!I have my own car. I have my learners permit. sI love talking on the phone. haha.. its like an obsessionI like the name Melvin.batholomew is WAY better!I like roses. yesI get bored easily.yes....all the timeI love watching TV. yesI like nail polish. yesI like playing sims. I like to work out I own binoculars. no?? what kinda question is that?My room looks like a tornado hit it. yes all the timeWhen I was little I used to collect beanie babies. When I was little I used to collect acorns. I like the song Hey Ya. used to!I dont believe in chain letters I like to rake leaves in the Fall. noI am a winter baby.I wish I was older then I am now. my age is pretty cool, but id rather be like 21I have a boyfriend/girlfriend.  I wear make up all the time. yesI want a golf cart. yesI like to play soccer. noI like to build igloos in the snow.no I like Sugarcult. noI want a convertible. yesI like to write poems. noI eat popcorn at the movies.no I go to the movies at least 2 times a week.no I have a dog.I go camping.yes richer and i are NaTuRe GiRlS.. sort of.. as long as there is a mall near by!I dress up at Halloween I wanna be a teacher. noI like the color gray. noSocial Studies, History, or World Cultures is my least favorite subject. yesI am a cheerleader. noI like carebears. yesI sleep to 12 in the summer and on weekends.noI like Cameron Diaz. ehh.. she alrightI have seen the movie 8 Crazy Nights at least 3 times.My moms name is Patricia. noI am a SHOP-O-HOLIC. UH HUI hate to read. yesI love to skateboard. I like to surf.id love to tryI rent movies all the time.YESS I like surveys. yesMy favorite day of the week is Friday.yes TGIF BABY!!! and friday night football comin soon!I have blonde hair. no I am a brunette. thanks to sara anneI am boy CrAzY. i like BOOIIISSI like horses.no not reallyI have a hermit crab.no also a weird question! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15908688-112783858138201711?l=christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/feeds/112783858138201711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15908688&amp;postID=112783858138201711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112783858138201711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112783858138201711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/2005/09/bored.html' title='BoReD'/><author><name>Christian Ashford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618951177760412322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15908688.post-112775282851850711</id><published>2005-09-26T09:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T09:40:29.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i like kaylee</title><content type='html'>every 1 needs 2 get an ipod dee browns coming bac 2 illinois b cuz he got hurt in the pre draft camp 4 the nba rodger powell pulled a muscle he wont get on as good of a team but he will still get drafted                    &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15908688-112775282851850711?l=christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/feeds/112775282851850711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15908688&amp;postID=112775282851850711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112775282851850711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112775282851850711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-like-kaylee.html' title='i like kaylee'/><author><name>Christian Ashford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618951177760412322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15908688.post-112768384892546188</id><published>2005-09-25T14:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T14:30:49.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>blue mood..</title><content type='html'> Today is my second day of the first half month holiday, but i don't feel like happy and enjoying as i thought previously. yup..people always want to relax when studying or working, and feel boring when having holiday..so sad that i'm such a person also.  enn..three flatmates went back to hometown onthis early morning..they wokemeupand said good bye to me..hmm..i felt so sad when i saw their smiling face because i can't go home. enn,,but i still gave them smile and well-wishing, yup..i should be like that..eventhough i felt so lonely nowbecoz oftheir leave.  enn..tomorrow is Mother's Day. i should write something to my dear mum..in my heart..mum, i'm so miss you!! you are always so clear in mymind with peaceful face..  Tomorrow,,i hope i won't be so boring like today, just keeping eating, sleeping, watching TV for a whole day..enn.enn..yup..tomorrow is another day! i should ..yup..i will.. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15908688-112768384892546188?l=christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/feeds/112768384892546188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15908688&amp;postID=112768384892546188' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112768384892546188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112768384892546188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/2005/09/blue-mood.html' title='blue mood..'/><author><name>Christian Ashford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618951177760412322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15908688.post-112766607851187145</id><published>2005-09-25T09:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T09:34:38.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Missed the Bus</title><content type='html'>Currently in a cafe somewhere in uptown Cebu, fighting to stay awake long enough to catch the 4:30AM bus home. Gramma has been nagging for ages for us to get a new family pic. So am dutifully dragging my none-too-energetic ass home for a scheduled family mugshot. Was all set to take the 2AM bus, but stupid Ceres changed the sked so now I'm stuck with three more hours to kill.  Oh, and It's 2:17AM so I make even less sense than I usually do.   Am actually kinda excited. My fam hasn't had a mugshot in years - at least not a togetherness mugshot. We never have that, unless an intrepid relative from abroad comes along bringing a camera and requests family shots (&amp;quot;Okay, can we have the eldest and his brood of kids now, gather around the sofa, that's right, now smile, I dont care if you're wearing crappy houseclothes and battered slippers, I just want to get this over with...&amp;quot;). It's always cheesy and stupid. Oh, and I always, always,manage to look like shit.   Must look fabulous for posterity. Must not allow other family to look better. Already saw their family pic. Laughable. Haggard, weary faces. No frigging way am I allowing my fam too look like that. If it's gonna be published, we may as well look great and not like browbeaten farmers beset by drought and dying rice plants.   This is my first ever blog for anything. Have decided MSN spaces is cute, and must thank my flamboyantly faggoty childhood friendOen (a.k.a. Beyonce G-spot, Queen of the Cubicles) for the idea.At least it's helping me stay awake. I should be able to still be up at 4AM.   Been back in Cebu for a week now, and kinda funny how the city has shrunk. Always seemed so intimidating. Now it just feels familiar, but I still hate otap vendors. Death to all vendors and squatters! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15908688-112766607851187145?l=christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/feeds/112766607851187145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15908688&amp;postID=112766607851187145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112766607851187145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112766607851187145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/2005/09/missed-bus.html' title='Missed the Bus'/><author><name>Christian Ashford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618951177760412322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15908688.post-112757619417837279</id><published>2005-09-24T08:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-24T08:36:34.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nice day today..</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was history,tomorrow's a mystery,today's a gift...that's why its call present.Today's quite nice lo...although have to wake up quite early...haiz got disturb by an sms la..Never mind lo that's the time i shuld hv wake d one.Well,i went to college on a saturday for some scholarship presentation &amp;amp; PLM.Haha...Wan Azlan din said much bout me le...a bright student??(for real please....)I'm not wat he thinks ler...&amp;quot;it doesn't matter&amp;quot;=P .Ms.Thanam however juz comment on my work &amp;amp; classes attendence lo...luckily nothing much to say too cos at least i dun sleep at class lor..So,after dat i met Tien Herh &amp;amp; Alice at the audditorium thing.It was kinda ok la.Datuk's speech and normal formal la..We took a cert &amp;amp; photos taken lo..then went and talk to wan azlan again...hahah he's juz sooo really funny ler...Funny man.The world's not gonna be boring for the people around.He will just talk anything under the sun lo...from law casesto football...and most of the time we din answer or i'll juz give him a blur look.Haiz...i kinda glad to hv him as a lecturer anyway..Law is not as boring as sum may thing cos he will let us picture it in our mind wit sum actions as a reminder for a case lo...Hope i'll remember watever example he signifies...pity..pity..Ok..so dats all for today.Need to study econs d!!!!Trial soon ler....I'm fading...im dying....*.* &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15908688-112757619417837279?l=christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/feeds/112757619417837279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15908688&amp;postID=112757619417837279' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112757619417837279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112757619417837279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/2005/09/nice-day-today.html' title='Nice day today..'/><author><name>Christian Ashford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618951177760412322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15908688.post-112750772662251190</id><published>2005-09-23T13:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-23T13:35:26.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'>:))))))))))</title><content type='html'> whoa, i'm so excited (but in the different way than some of u could think ) i talked yesterday's night again with sis's bf...n he offered to help me with finding n buying some fair bass guitar n i could even practise n play with him n his friends cuz they want to have a band but bass n drum players r missing; n he said the other guyzwere lazy to look for someone, so ..my chance is here!! it's so great, u can't even know how happy i am now..i wanna buy a guitar like for half a year and i've thought about it already earlier, just the idea of holding in my hands that instrument makes me so excited n enthusiastic..well, the only lil problem is that i've never played it before..i told him i worried about that but he said that except one of them the 3others don't play for more than year n they teach each other; so it should be ok... n i'm gonna try hard!! hahaha, at least for a few first days  but still there's one thing why i haven't bought it yet..money..it's not really cheap here but i think we could find some older cheaper one  i'm HAPPYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY  just hope it's not gonna get fu*ked up as it happened several times when sth good was about to happen to me...  see u all   Go Top &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15908688-112750772662251190?l=christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/feeds/112750772662251190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15908688&amp;postID=112750772662251190' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112750772662251190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112750772662251190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/2005/09/blog-post.html' title=':))))))))))'/><author><name>Christian Ashford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618951177760412322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15908688.post-112749046000162412</id><published>2005-09-23T08:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-23T08:47:40.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Forbidden</title><content type='html'> His eyes tell everything he is feeling, whether he knows this or not...  Usually they sparkle, with a mischievious light...  Other times, they are dark and foreboding... emmitting the tone of anger so strongly, it penetrates me...  Those dark eyes pull me, as though they are magnates... I can feel the pull of... the unknown...danger...  Strangely....Attracted  Lera 7/19/05 &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15908688-112749046000162412?l=christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/feeds/112749046000162412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15908688&amp;postID=112749046000162412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112749046000162412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112749046000162412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/2005/09/forbidden.html' title='Forbidden'/><author><name>Christian Ashford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618951177760412322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15908688.post-112742187642153228</id><published>2005-09-22T13:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T13:44:36.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Israel..</title><content type='html'>I am in Israel!  I got a job which I didn't decide yet whether I like it or not.. Making plans for the future... can't share them yet but I can tell you they are great!!! about the petition.. Do I get any of the money for my cause???  Love you all!! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15908688-112742187642153228?l=christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/feeds/112742187642153228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15908688&amp;postID=112742187642153228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112742187642153228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112742187642153228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/2005/09/israel.html' title='Israel..'/><author><name>Christian Ashford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618951177760412322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15908688.post-112740340062295190</id><published>2005-09-22T08:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T08:36:40.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Recovery Program</title><content type='html'>1) I will have a cup of coffee in the morning and read my newspaper like I used to, before the Internet. 2) I will eat breakfast with a knife and fork and not with one hand typing. 3) I will get dressed before noon. 4) I will make an attempt to clean the house, wash clothes, and plan dinner before even thinking of the Internet. 5) I will sit down and write a letter to those unfortunate few friends and family that are Internet-deprived. 6) I will call someone on the phone who I cannot contact via the Internet. 7) I will read a book...if I still remember how. 8) I will listen to those around me and their needs and stop telling them to turn the TV down so I can hear the music on the Internet. 9) I will not be tempted during TV commercials to check for email. 10) I will try and get out of the house at least once a week, if it is necessary or not. 11) I will remember that my bank is not forgiving if I forget to balance my checkbook because I was too busy on the Internet. 12) Last, but not least, I will remember that I must go to bed sometime...and the Internet will always be there tomorrow! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15908688-112740340062295190?l=christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/feeds/112740340062295190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15908688&amp;postID=112740340062295190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112740340062295190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112740340062295190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/2005/09/recovery-program.html' title='Recovery Program'/><author><name>Christian Ashford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618951177760412322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15908688.post-112733483653814883</id><published>2005-09-21T13:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T13:33:57.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yesterday once more</title><content type='html'>My 1st Blog, finally find some time to type one...  Went out to eat yesterday, been wanting to eat at victoria western in tampines food link, but it seems to have close down, well, seems that left with only left JP to have their branch. There is also a store that sells taiwan food in Tampines, maybe will try it on tuesday or something, when i go out for lunch. Many of my friends called me a glutton, can't really stop eating, well, i love food, good food, but sometime, just spend too much money on food. but, my stomach haven completely recover from my illness, so, may need a bit more time for me to get use to eat alot. It is pretty strange that although in the past i eat quite a bit, i am still so thin, think got worms in my stomach or something, eat up watever i had eaten. Went to Esplandade to eat at the glutton place, tried only the oyster egg as i was a bit full, cos before that, went to marina sqaure to have dinner. The inital plan was to eat at glutton's place but, it was raining, so we decided to eat there later. Went out with my granddaughter (in name only), known her for many years, think since i was sec4 or something, but my memory has always not been reliable. Guess she is a pretty nice person, else will not be able to stand me for so many years. I have always been a strange person i guess, few can understand me, even i dun understand myself at times. well, yesterday she told me that when she broke up with her ex, she wanted her ex to feel bad abt breaking up with her, so she tot of doing things to hurt herself, so that her ex will feel bad. Sometimes, human can be so strange, (my friends call me the Martian as i dun really understand pple very well) y would one hurt oneself just to let others feel bad, if the pain is so great at heart, one should hurt the one that hurt them, rather to themselves. But i believe, when u hurt yourself or others, u will come to regret one day. Unless u dun have a conscience. Song i feel is nice today : Lao shu ai da mi (mice loving a big rice) &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15908688-112733483653814883?l=christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/feeds/112733483653814883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15908688&amp;postID=112733483653814883' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112733483653814883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112733483653814883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/2005/09/yesterday-once-more.html' title='Yesterday once more'/><author><name>Christian Ashford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618951177760412322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15908688.post-112731740362957248</id><published>2005-09-21T08:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T08:43:25.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Please be careful!!!</title><content type='html'>Recently, i had listened to an increasing number of stories about broken relationships and bitterness in people hearts. Stories about guys using girls and girls dumping guys. People sharing with me about their suffering and the things they go through as result of wanting something out from someone.  Girls, DO NOT let guys use you or take advantage of you to get some pleasure by using the excuse of a relationship! Guys are NOT to be trusted unless they have proven themselves likewise through their sincere actions and words as time goes by. When people say that guys act like dogs and girlsare known to be called &amp;quot;bitches&amp;quot;, it is quite true in a way. When you see how dogs act; with animal instincts. Certainly, we are better than that! But yet, its so sad to know friends and people i know being used or taken advantage of. Some are also the CAUSE of it. Girls... I hope you can view yourselves to be fragile being, that can break when not handled with care. Even as i write this, i deeply regret in some of the things i used to do in which i am trying to advise girls to stay off of it. In some way, i do hate myself for falling under that catergory of guys too. But I changed and many guys nowadays should follow too!   Guys, DO NOT be played by girls too. To be stepped on like rags to clean off their own filth. As girls can be very cunning in manipulating themselves to make you do the stupidest things. Guys... respect girls and treat them with the utmost care and respect in a relationship. I know for sure i am gonna do all i can to treasure my relationship if i do find one. I will certainly hold on to my promise for i know i certainly do NOT want to repeat history.   GUYS! Imagine if you like a girl and she is being fully taken advantage of from a guy whom she is with, will you feel angry!?? And if that same girl were to go to you, would you be sad because there isn't anything left for you to enjoy firsthand? If youare so angry about that situation, would you still use or take advantage of a girl? She is not yours to take till the both of you have exchanged your vows and have gotten married. The same goes for girls in that scenario although the statistics are way lesser than the guys side.  I am writing all this because I just can't stand hearing so many stories of broken relationship due to miscommunication and lust. Particularly more towards the girl's side where many have fallen victim. Please realize that you are worth so much more in the eyes of GOD and you can make a difference!  If when things seem to have gone down the drain and all hope looks lost, GOD will still forgive you if you admit what went wrong. THERE IS NO SIN TOO BAD THAT GOD CAN'T FORGIVE!  written in love, ~ kah meng ~ &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15908688-112731740362957248?l=christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/feeds/112731740362957248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15908688&amp;postID=112731740362957248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112731740362957248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112731740362957248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/2005/09/please-be-careful.html' title='Please be careful!!!'/><author><name>Christian Ashford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618951177760412322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15908688.post-112724824654189161</id><published>2005-09-20T13:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T13:30:48.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>..son qua!</title><content type='html'>lo so lo so..ho scritto praticaemnte nulla da quando ho aperto questa pagina..ma e' che scrivendo in splinder..(anke li scrivo poco..ma ultimamente ho poco da dire..o poca voglia di scrivere insomma..) cmq sia...  ieri ho fatto un giro con i miei...siamo aprtiti a mezzo giorno e siamo andati a fare il giro del lago ceresio/di como...siamo andati a san fedele d'intelvi..visto un misero mercato..doveva durare fino al pomeriggio..ma siamo arrivati li verso le 2..e c'era gia' piu' nulla...vabhe' dai...quello ke mi serviva l'ho trovato... poi..siamo andati a pranzo..gnocchi al formaggio...8 kili..credevo di morire..buoni e tutti..ma con quella salsa..ne mangi meta' piatto e ti senti morire..poi siamo andati a trovare un amica che abita qua..ma ha la casa su..e poi bho..andati verso..hem..come si kiama..porlezza..si..forse si...fatto il giro del lago dal sotto..e siamo agiunti a pontetresa.. gira e gira..siamo arrivati li alle 19..dove ci siamo incontrati con mio fratello e la sua tipa..siamoa ndati al ristorante cinese......... nn male..ma meglio nell'altro posto dove siamo andati un mesetto fa..vabhe' che eravamo i primi..e forse nn avevano le cse bollenti..e nn erano rostite ma bollite..pero' vabhe'...le ultime cose eran buone....pero' ci hanno offerto il vino nn so di ke dolce..ke a me faceva kifo... e allora mi sono comandata na grappa di rose..ihih.-.. hem..io credevo portassero il bicchierino piccino solito..invece no..maro'..quasi muoio : &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15908688-112724824654189161?l=christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/feeds/112724824654189161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15908688&amp;postID=112724824654189161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112724824654189161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112724824654189161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/2005/09/son-qua.html' title='..son qua!'/><author><name>Christian Ashford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618951177760412322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15908688.post-112723108495517849</id><published>2005-09-20T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T08:44:46.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you believe in ghosts?</title><content type='html'>A co-worker told me this story....She had just moved into an apartment. She had only been there about a week when things started happening. The lights would come back on after she had turned them off; the windows would close by themselves,(slowly and steadily). The television would not shut off, and instead would have bursts of color..blue, red, green,yellow.The only way she was able to shut it off would be to unplug it. She moved out after only a week. When she was asked if she believed in ghosts, she replied, &amp;quot;I do now!&amp;quot;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15908688-112723108495517849?l=christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/feeds/112723108495517849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15908688&amp;postID=112723108495517849' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112723108495517849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112723108495517849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/2005/09/do-you-believe-in-ghosts.html' title='Do you believe in ghosts?'/><author><name>Christian Ashford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618951177760412322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15908688.post-112714427293301428</id><published>2005-09-19T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-19T08:37:53.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PPP we love you</title><content type='html'>Everyone there's good news....the PPP has done so well on the road with the PPP tour across america....that we've decided to go nationally....now for the first time we at the PPP have announced the PPP world tour....we will be touring all across europe, africa(gotta cam sum of those hott black womens haha) and ofcourse China(our goal is to find sum hott twins for this video i like to call..&amp;quot;Double Feature&amp;quot;. well all you ladies sign up for the PPP tour and we'll cum near you..just cuz were goin national doesnt mean the guys at PPP have forgotten about the good old girls that we have in the states.........stay classy sandiago  PPP chairman and actor, Jeff Peterson &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15908688-112714427293301428?l=christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/feeds/112714427293301428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15908688&amp;postID=112714427293301428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112714427293301428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112714427293301428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/2005/09/ppp-we-love-you.html' title='PPP we love you'/><author><name>Christian Ashford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618951177760412322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15908688.post-112707565028761211</id><published>2005-09-18T13:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T13:34:10.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mwahahahahah+1</title><content type='html'>Yehaaaaaaaaaa so im alive and shit everything is going gr8 and im ALIVE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ok enough being so happy now its time 2 go act like a friggin tourist, i went to Paris and ZOMG it was faboulus &amp;gt;.&amp;gt;;;; ok im lying its fucking hot as shit and i hated it there, but now its time to go SHOPPING Bwahahahahaha-15. now i have 2 go buy my soon to be wife gifts or else she would cut my head off or something, ahh u know Woman. make them mad and u wont live a day after it (Gulp!). First i gotta go to Antwerp to go shoot all the jews there and make them suffer as shit, then its time to head out to Dusseldorf or something like that. then its time to head to Milano so i can do something there, i have no idea what the hell ill be doing there but ahh wtf lets go.  I wont be transmitting for days so watch out for this fucking space for new news about me and my adventures here &amp;gt;.&amp;gt;;;;;;;;;;;;; ............ ok i gotta stop typing and start heading out instead of sitting here ..... IM ON A TRIP !@#!@$@#$!@$! Ahahahahaha H.H.Shiekh Ahmed aka. ZE KING!!! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15908688-112707565028761211?l=christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/feeds/112707565028761211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15908688&amp;postID=112707565028761211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112707565028761211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112707565028761211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/2005/09/mwahahahahah1.html' title='Mwahahahahah+1'/><author><name>Christian Ashford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618951177760412322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15908688.post-112705781353806906</id><published>2005-09-18T08:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T08:36:54.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Black Is the New Black, Part 3</title><content type='html'>Our final all-black suggestion: Nothing says sexy like blackit's so much sexier than bareand this Catherine Malandrino blouse delivers the X-appeal while still managing to remain somewhat demure. Since the color's so basic, the beauty's in the details, like the look-closer embroidery and ruching under the neckline. At $295 it's an investment piece, but a worthy one, a go-to blouse for evenings out for many years to come.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15908688-112705781353806906?l=christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/feeds/112705781353806906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15908688&amp;postID=112705781353806906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112705781353806906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112705781353806906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/2005/09/black-is-new-black-part-3.html' title='Black Is the New Black, Part 3'/><author><name>Christian Ashford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618951177760412322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15908688.post-112697161438929089</id><published>2005-09-17T08:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T08:40:14.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'>09/08/2005</title><content type='html'>No se que tiene este dia, pero todo lo que he querido hacer, y en resumen todo lo que he querido, no me ha resultado o me ha sido contraproducente, y para peor, no se que esta mal... &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15908688-112697161438929089?l=christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/feeds/112697161438929089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15908688&amp;postID=112697161438929089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112697161438929089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112697161438929089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/2005/09/09082005.html' title='09/08/2005'/><author><name>Christian Ashford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618951177760412322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15908688.post-112690298533701499</id><published>2005-09-16T13:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T13:36:25.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tourny Part II and III</title><content type='html'>We'll today we played our second two games, winning the first 2-1 (we got pretty lucky, the keeper fell down for the second goal) and we tied the second one 0-0 which is pathetic because they were a REALLY bad team. We just played bad and the ref was making REEEEEALLY bad calls. A kid actually did two things in a row that should have gotten him to seperate red cars. First he divided into Brandon after he grabbed the ball (that might just be a yellow card actually, I'm not sure though I'll check) and then right after that he punched Brandon and started cussing at him. If thats not a red card I'm not sure what is. Oh well, sometimes things like that happen, I'll tell everyone how the tourny ends tommorow when I get home. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15908688-112690298533701499?l=christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/feeds/112690298533701499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15908688&amp;postID=112690298533701499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112690298533701499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112690298533701499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/2005/09/tourny-part-ii-and-iii.html' title='Tourny Part II and III'/><author><name>Christian Ashford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618951177760412322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15908688.post-112688477777038152</id><published>2005-09-16T08:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T08:32:57.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bailey's first day of Kindergarten...</title><content type='html'>She cried! I never thought in a million years she would be upset, but she was. There were so many kids and parents in the hallway, I think she was overwhelmed. When it was time to go into the classroom, she started asking me 100 questions from where the library was to would she be cold on the floor at lay down time? Finally she asked, &amp;quot;what if they leaveme behind?&amp;quot; It broke my heart! I am sure when she gets home she will have lots of exciting stories to tell me. Mrs. Bishop is a wonderful person and I know she'll be a great teacher too.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15908688-112688477777038152?l=christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/feeds/112688477777038152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15908688&amp;postID=112688477777038152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112688477777038152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112688477777038152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/2005/09/baileys-first-day-of-kindergarten.html' title='Bailey&apos;s first day of Kindergarten...'/><author><name>Christian Ashford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618951177760412322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15908688.post-112681614848551338</id><published>2005-09-15T13:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T13:29:08.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2 MORE DAYS!!</title><content type='html'>yeah..i had a really crappy day yesterday ....i dont know ..i was sick ..and yeah. I had a better day at the end of the day but yeah..that doesnt count lol. anyways im going home in 2 days..which i guess is cool. Im going to miss everyone ..but i want to go hiome i guess.....Im so lonely lol!! jk yeah...im scared to go back to church where everyone is though..but i guess im gonna try to go sunday!! thats all i got ..so yeah..lata!! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15908688-112681614848551338?l=christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/feeds/112681614848551338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15908688&amp;postID=112681614848551338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112681614848551338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112681614848551338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/2005/09/2-more-days.html' title='2 MORE DAYS!!'/><author><name>Christian Ashford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618951177760412322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15908688.post-112681395131484001</id><published>2005-09-15T12:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T12:52:32.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ely, Duluth, St. Cloud, AND HOME!!!!</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone,  I went to Ely last saturday - tuesdayso my brother could look at their college, and we stayed over night in a hotel, and i went swimming . We went on an underground mine tour,(we got to wear hard hats ) and we had to ride in those elevator things, and we were 2,589 ft. under ground and we were 680 ft. below sea level. we got to ride in those cart things, and when we stopped, we had to walk up spiral stairs, up 1 level and then we got to see the iron ore, and the fake gold. It was pretty cool. then we walked around up there for a while, and we saw a movie on a bigscreen TV! they brought a big screen TV down there, and they said that they left it just how it was in 1892 when the mine shutdown, yeah right, they brought so many things down there. But they told us not to touch anything when we were down there, i leaned over to my brother Lee, and said &amp;quot;screw this, im taking a rock. and then when i did, i showed my mom, and shes like &amp;quot;quick put it in ur pocket!&amp;quot; And the whole tour was about 45 minutes. when we got back up to ground, we left, and started for home, but Lee took a wrong turn, and we ended up in duluth, so we stayed another night in duluth, and the first day in duluth, we walked along Lake Supiour, and i took another rock !! We also went out to eat, and drove around in duluth. Then at about 11:00 at night, we went out to eat at Denny's. and then we went to our hotel, and my brother lee left us at the hotel, and went to see his friends. but then the next day, we went to lake supiour again, and then we left for St. Cloud. and then we went shopping in St. Cloud, and then went home, and floated around in the pool!! It was a fun trip! &lt;a href=http://www.balkan-peninsula.com/xcel/MOONSTONE.BEAD.STRAND.k.c10237.html&gt;moonstone bead strand&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15908688-112681395131484001?l=christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/feeds/112681395131484001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15908688&amp;postID=112681395131484001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112681395131484001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112681395131484001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/2005/09/ely-duluth-st-cloud-and-home.html' title='Ely, Duluth, St. Cloud, AND HOME!!!!'/><author><name>Christian Ashford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618951177760412322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15908688.post-112679879817555397</id><published>2005-09-15T08:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T08:39:58.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sheeze</title><content type='html'>i dont get it...brenna and aimee wats with the awwww-s....nway im wasnt supposed to go to bens house my rule is once im at the mall i aint supposed to leave..guess i got caught with my blog...im such a dork...lol well my punishment is no mall till october 7th!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! doesnt that suk o well i deserve it and i aint doin it again!!!!! neway my fashion show was sooo boring! lol and i went shopping and got lots of stuff soooo...ya my mom and dad dont trust me no moe since i liedmy addys is leaving todayso ya &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15908688-112679879817555397?l=christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/feeds/112679879817555397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15908688&amp;postID=112679879817555397' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112679879817555397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15908688/posts/default/112679879817555397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christianashfordcomment.blogspot.com/2005/09/sheeze.html' title='sheeze'/><author><name>Christian Ashford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01618951177760412322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
