<?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-10860202</id><updated>2012-02-16T12:43:44.188-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts from a Muddled Mind</title><subtitle type='html'>My general views on life</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Sader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02566072174729405800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://images.quizilla.com/M/missmisto2388/1059200069_ouquizsara.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>312</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10860202.post-2628509920964524375</id><published>2012-01-15T01:20:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T01:22:40.818-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Life as a Married Person</title><content type='html'>I've been married almost 7 months now...I know it's crazy right? Well in efforts to get our first house we are trying to save more money (did you see my cute little Swidget over there) that's the official widget of Swagbucks, click it to join. I promise it's worth it just for the coupons. You can also earn swag bucks to buy things that actually are useful to do stuff like um use. We are currently saving up for a Lowe's gift card for $100. Yep, that'll buy us a lot of stuff for our new home. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10860202-2628509920964524375?l=thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/feeds/2628509920964524375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10860202&amp;postID=2628509920964524375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/2628509920964524375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/2628509920964524375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/2012/01/life-as-married-person.html' title='Life as a Married Person'/><author><name>Sader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02566072174729405800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://images.quizilla.com/M/missmisto2388/1059200069_ouquizsara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10860202.post-2870333133684721260</id><published>2011-03-18T04:32:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T04:40:13.685-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow it's been forever...</title><content type='html'>So I'm getting married, for real this time. We met in October of 2009, got engaged in Feb of 2010 and are getting married in 3 months. For me that's a super long time to be in a relationship. Now on to what's new...I may be finally ending the honeymoon phase of my Type One Diabetes, or at least starting to be much closer to that point than I have in the past. In more review of the insurance coverage, I will have to pay 2500 of my pump fees rather than 5000. As I am financially better off than I have been in the past this may be doable with a little help from my family (paid back help of course). The new scary adventure is that I found out yesterday (unofficially) that I have a "hole" in my heart. It's more of a flap than a true hole, and it does open and close at will. (Lucky me) apparently it's quite common according to the Mayo Clinic but that doesn't really make me feel better. It's called a Patent Foramen Ovale, and if you like feel free to google it. I don't know what's going to happen next as I haven't gotten the official diagnosis from my doctor as of yet, I'm not even sure if he knows what the results of the test are. As the test I was given was a doppler it was an audible test, and the bubble passing through were very noticeable, being a medical professional did not help me hear them, a 12 year old would have noticed that it was an abnormal sound and known the test was positive. I am quite stressed about the possible results, making my blood sugar problems worse....it's a vicious cycle and I want to get off...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10860202-2870333133684721260?l=thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/feeds/2870333133684721260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10860202&amp;postID=2870333133684721260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/2870333133684721260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/2870333133684721260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/2011/03/wow-its-been-forever.html' title='Wow it&apos;s been forever...'/><author><name>Sader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02566072174729405800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://images.quizilla.com/M/missmisto2388/1059200069_ouquizsara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10860202.post-7716292031450782736</id><published>2009-07-29T00:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T00:11:16.354-05:00</updated><title type='text'>EYB ROCKS!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://media.mtvnservices.com/mgid:uma:video:cmt.com:339175" width="416" height="343" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" FlashVars="dist=http://www.cmt.com&amp;orig=&amp;vmoid=" allowFullScreen="true" AllowScriptAccess="always" base="."&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin:0;text-align:center;width:416px;font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cmt.com/artists/az/young__eli_band/artist.jhtml" style="color:#EC660C;" target="_blank"&gt;Eli Young Band&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cmt.com/music/" style="color:#EC660C;" target="_blank"&gt;More CMT Music&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cmt.com/video/music-videos/" style="color:#EC660C;" target="_blank"&gt;More CMT Music Videos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10860202-7716292031450782736?l=thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/feeds/7716292031450782736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10860202&amp;postID=7716292031450782736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/7716292031450782736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/7716292031450782736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/2009/07/eyb-rocks.html' title='EYB ROCKS!!!'/><author><name>Sader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02566072174729405800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://images.quizilla.com/M/missmisto2388/1059200069_ouquizsara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10860202.post-8333508437539365626</id><published>2009-01-03T03:43:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T03:46:57.334-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Insanity Reigns</title><content type='html'>I have the absolute worst taste in men, or so it seems, the nurse guy I was dating...he tried to strangle my cat. (yes I am serious). So I was dating well more like whorlwind marrying this other guy, total control freak tried to tell me I couldn't be friends with my best friend. Seriously stupid, who tells someone chose between me or the person who has been there for you through everything since you were 5. Um, DUH, I so  chose the bestie! Anyway I was just laying low and living life when I someone ended up dating a guy I've known since I left the island. So three years now. It's nice, we've been friends so long that rapport has kinda fallen into our relationship, and it works for us. We'll see how life goes though, we all know I have the temper of mad jackrabbit. Hope all is well with my readers out there in Cyberland!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10860202-8333508437539365626?l=thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/feeds/8333508437539365626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10860202&amp;postID=8333508437539365626' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/8333508437539365626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/8333508437539365626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/2009/01/insanity-reigns.html' title='Insanity Reigns'/><author><name>Sader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02566072174729405800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://images.quizilla.com/M/missmisto2388/1059200069_ouquizsara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10860202.post-8977771293987067447</id><published>2008-07-11T06:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T06:23:38.082-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate my life</title><content type='html'>I hate everything about being me right now. As many of you know, I am a type 1 diabetic, this means I require insulin to live, insulin I was planning on eventually giving myself through an insulin pump so that I could keep running marathons and half marathons and actually live a decently normal life. This is no longer an option for me as my insurance requires a 5000 dollar deductible and I cannot afford it. This means I will have to live my life on a rigid schedule and must give up my marathons. This means I lose everything that has ever been fun as you can't make things happen on a time table and that I must stop working at night as I can no longer flip from nights to days for doctors appointments. In short the damn disease wins and I lose everything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10860202-8977771293987067447?l=thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/feeds/8977771293987067447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10860202&amp;postID=8977771293987067447' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/8977771293987067447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/8977771293987067447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-hate-my-life.html' title='I hate my life'/><author><name>Sader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02566072174729405800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://images.quizilla.com/M/missmisto2388/1059200069_ouquizsara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10860202.post-1571590417318402572</id><published>2008-06-15T21:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T21:40:59.476-05:00</updated><title type='text'>As life rolls on</title><content type='html'>Again with the remote blogging. I so love this ability.I only wish I could find more interesting things to blog about, however I like the lovely waiter on Waiter Rant have a work blog. To read more on him visit www.waiterrant.net!!! Enjoy your life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10860202-1571590417318402572?l=thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/feeds/1571590417318402572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10860202&amp;postID=1571590417318402572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/1571590417318402572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/1571590417318402572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/2008/06/as-life-rolls-on.html' title='As life rolls on'/><author><name>Sader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02566072174729405800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://images.quizilla.com/M/missmisto2388/1059200069_ouquizsara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10860202.post-3442616036309371461</id><published>2008-06-14T00:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T00:14:58.846-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A whole new life</title><content type='html'>I just got a new phone and now I can blog remotely!!! Tell me that isn't the most awesome thing ever? I am like Emily Brill only I am not a narcissistic rich little princess... Thank God! For more on Emily Brill go to http://www.essentiallyemily.com now more than New Yorkers can read the train wreck that is Essentially Emily&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10860202-3442616036309371461?l=thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/feeds/3442616036309371461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10860202&amp;postID=3442616036309371461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/3442616036309371461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/3442616036309371461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/2008/06/whole-new-life.html' title='A whole new life'/><author><name>Sader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02566072174729405800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://images.quizilla.com/M/missmisto2388/1059200069_ouquizsara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10860202.post-1568958141674066714</id><published>2008-04-25T04:25:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T04:27:43.079-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sawdust on Her Halo</title><content type='html'>Today's song is Sawdust on Her Halo by Tracy Lawrence because well...I like it, and I'd love to go out dancing, but that takes money I don't have...so yeah...totally not happening....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10860202-1568958141674066714?l=thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.cowboylyrics.com/lyrics/lawrence-tracy/sawdust-on-her-halo-12719.html' title='Sawdust on Her Halo'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/feeds/1568958141674066714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10860202&amp;postID=1568958141674066714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/1568958141674066714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/1568958141674066714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/2008/04/sawdust-on-her-halo.html' title='Sawdust on Her Halo'/><author><name>Sader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02566072174729405800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://images.quizilla.com/M/missmisto2388/1059200069_ouquizsara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10860202.post-6940468988670831782</id><published>2008-04-25T04:19:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T04:25:11.645-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And Life Rolls on...</title><content type='html'>So I found out I was a type one diabetic...which I suppose is good, at least people can't blame me for it, it's auto-immune, so if my immune system attacks my pancreas you can't blame me for the malfunction, or something like that. In other news I finally broke down and decided to date a nurse...yes there are straight male nurses out there...and it's working out so far, we'll see what happens. I think I'm going to boycott my own birthday this year, I'm broke and I'm too busy to party plan. I still have more bills than I know what to do with, but I have a plan and by the time I'm 27 I'll be all good to go provided I can stick with it. The sticking with it is the hard part, my shopping addiction is going to be hard to crack, especially with all the stress and whatnot lately. I've also decided to run a half marathon for the Leukemia and Lymphoma society. If you want to donate to the Leukemia and Lymphoma Society &lt;a href="http://www.active.com/donate/tntntx/tntntxWTucker"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt; . Other than that I think I'm pretty well out of news...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10860202-6940468988670831782?l=thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/feeds/6940468988670831782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10860202&amp;postID=6940468988670831782' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/6940468988670831782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/6940468988670831782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/2008/04/and-life-rolls-on.html' title='And Life Rolls on...'/><author><name>Sader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02566072174729405800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://images.quizilla.com/M/missmisto2388/1059200069_ouquizsara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10860202.post-6787528079823520914</id><published>2007-11-22T08:51:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T08:55:04.749-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Place in this World</title><content type='html'>The song of the day is A Place in This World by Taylor Swift. I think this song describes exactly where I am in my life right now! Love ya'll!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10860202-6787528079823520914?l=thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://cowboylyrics.com/lyrics/swift-taylor/a-place-in-this-world-18770.html' title='A Place in this World'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/feeds/6787528079823520914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10860202&amp;postID=6787528079823520914' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/6787528079823520914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/6787528079823520914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/2007/11/place-in-this-world.html' title='A Place in this World'/><author><name>Sader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02566072174729405800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://images.quizilla.com/M/missmisto2388/1059200069_ouquizsara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10860202.post-8228251410600802237</id><published>2007-11-22T08:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T08:51:32.568-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sadly I've been Tagged..</title><content type='html'>Here we go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   1. Link to the person’s blog who tagged you.&lt;br /&gt;   2. Post these rules on your blog.&lt;br /&gt;   3. List seven random and/or weird facts about yourself.&lt;br /&gt;   4. Tag seven random people at the end of your post and include links to their blogs.&lt;br /&gt;   5. Let each person know that they have been tagged by posting a comment on their blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I put the link to Shaun's Blog in my title link. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I became a nurse because my mother had emergency surgery when I was 14.&lt;br /&gt;2. I am not a cat person but I own two cats.&lt;br /&gt;3. I have been engaged twice, but never married.&lt;br /&gt;4. I keep my air conditioner set at 80. I also keep my heater set at 80.&lt;br /&gt;5. My sleep number is 40. (I own a sleep number bed)&lt;br /&gt;6. I will do without something to buy my cats toys&lt;br /&gt;7. I suck at making random lists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People to tag...oh heck I'm not even sure I have blogs for seven people but here goes nothing&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/emilylovesaustria"&gt;Emily&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/musicologynut85"&gt;Jeffrey&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Ok yeah I'm totally out....sorry my friends don't do blogs....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Shaun?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10860202-8228251410600802237?l=thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.diabetesdaily.com/forum/blogs/stump86/1037-not-once-but-twice' title='Sadly I&apos;ve been Tagged..'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/feeds/8228251410600802237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10860202&amp;postID=8228251410600802237' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/8228251410600802237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/8228251410600802237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/2007/11/sadly-ive-been-tagged.html' title='Sadly I&apos;ve been Tagged..'/><author><name>Sader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02566072174729405800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://images.quizilla.com/M/missmisto2388/1059200069_ouquizsara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10860202.post-6923835184894297548</id><published>2007-11-08T04:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T04:48:40.652-06:00</updated><title type='text'>How "Bout Them Cowgirls</title><content type='html'>The song for my random 5 AM posting..."How 'Bout them Cowgirls" by George Strait cause we all know I'm as stubborn as they come! Don't forget to click the link for lyrics!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10860202-6923835184894297548?l=thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://cowboylyrics.com/lyrics/strait-george/how-bout-them-cowgirls-17672.html' title='How &quot;Bout Them Cowgirls'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/feeds/6923835184894297548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10860202&amp;postID=6923835184894297548' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/6923835184894297548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/6923835184894297548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/2007/11/how-bout-them-cowgirls.html' title='How &quot;Bout Them Cowgirls'/><author><name>Sader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02566072174729405800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://images.quizilla.com/M/missmisto2388/1059200069_ouquizsara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10860202.post-8726186964679880472</id><published>2007-11-08T04:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T04:40:48.172-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I promised I would</title><content type='html'>I know I know it's been awhile, but I promise I have a good reason. I've been busy with work, and on the 27th of October I was diagnosed with diabetes, something which really quite shocked me because as my "gay husband" said when I told him. "But you're not fat" And in all reality I'm not, I'm a 14 (the same size as Marilyn Monroe thank you very much). However I went to an endocrinologist (a diabetes doctor) and they said I might have type 1 diabetes, which is not so much lifestyle but just really really bad luck, in other words my immune system is eating my pancreas, or so they think, maybe. I'll actually find out by the end of the week and if I'm feeling really nice I'll update again and let you all know. Granted this is probably all depending on the results. It's been a bad bad week around the Sader casa. If it's not one thing it's another. You have diabetes. You're thyroid might be screwed up. You don't pay enough attention to me (this guy that wants to date me that I'm really not all that into cause I don't do super needy, I just really don't have the time or energy to.) And of course the money issues...so on and so forth. I need a vacation from my life, but we all know I can't afford that. =( *stomps feets and growls* Ok hissy fit over, but seriously how do I get to have a life?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10860202-8726186964679880472?l=thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.diabetesdaily.com' title='I promised I would'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/feeds/8726186964679880472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10860202&amp;postID=8726186964679880472' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/8726186964679880472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/8726186964679880472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-promised-i-would.html' title='I promised I would'/><author><name>Sader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02566072174729405800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://images.quizilla.com/M/missmisto2388/1059200069_ouquizsara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10860202.post-2471499573498637374</id><published>2007-10-09T23:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T23:10:56.750-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hillbilly Deluxe</title><content type='html'>Today's song is Hillbilly Deluxe by Brooks and Dunn, a song I always sing along to on the radio and that makes me smile whenever I hear it wherever I am, no matter what else is going on....I think with the day I've had it's time to buy the CD so I can listen to it whenever I need a pick me up!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10860202-2471499573498637374?l=thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://cowboylyrics.com/lyrics/brooks-and-dunn/hillbilly-deluxe-16240.html' title='Hillbilly Deluxe'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/feeds/2471499573498637374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10860202&amp;postID=2471499573498637374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/2471499573498637374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/2471499573498637374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/2007/10/hillbilly-deluxe.html' title='Hillbilly Deluxe'/><author><name>Sader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02566072174729405800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://images.quizilla.com/M/missmisto2388/1059200069_ouquizsara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10860202.post-8448949255308078111</id><published>2007-10-09T23:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T23:08:23.149-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Slowly going insane</title><content type='html'>I'm supposed to be working on my story, it's a great story, I'm well beyond behind on posting the next chapter, but I can't my mind is consumed with thoughts of what the heck is going on here, and how did I get where I am right now. I'm confused, I'm scared and I feel like I have a world to lose. I've never understood why people assume that you should just know when something is worth it or not, I think in the big things in life even if giving up on a huge dream means you get something great you won't appreciate what you have cause you will always regret having given up the other. But I can't make myself stick to that....and I know it's going to be a problem. I have a certain grouping of things I want to accomplish at some point in my life, but somehow the things that are hear and now are overridding them even though I know I will regret losing out on my list. And everyday I'm living the way I am I'm 15 steps further from where I need to be.....*sigh* I just want one decision in my life to be easy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10860202-8448949255308078111?l=thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/feeds/8448949255308078111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10860202&amp;postID=8448949255308078111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/8448949255308078111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/8448949255308078111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/2007/10/slowly-going-insane.html' title='Slowly going insane'/><author><name>Sader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02566072174729405800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://images.quizilla.com/M/missmisto2388/1059200069_ouquizsara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10860202.post-6080207157345890810</id><published>2007-09-09T02:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T03:02:43.390-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Blink</title><content type='html'>It's "Don't Blink" by Kenny Chesney...I like this song, it makes you think and stuff...anyway click the handy dandy title link for lyrics and enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10860202-6080207157345890810?l=thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://cowboylyrics.com/lyrics/chesney-kenny/dont-blink-22679.html' title='Don&apos;t Blink'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/feeds/6080207157345890810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10860202&amp;postID=6080207157345890810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/6080207157345890810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/6080207157345890810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/2007/09/dont-blink.html' title='Don&apos;t Blink'/><author><name>Sader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02566072174729405800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://images.quizilla.com/M/missmisto2388/1059200069_ouquizsara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10860202.post-7088785235346766636</id><published>2007-09-09T02:58:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T02:59:51.253-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes...again!</title><content type='html'>I broke up with my boyfriend...Oh don't act so shocked, two months it's about time right? I've decided we just wanted different things in life, and we are still friends. He's a good guy, just not quite the right one for me. I'm coming to terms with the fact that this doesn't mean I failed in some way (an accomplishment in many respects) I just thought I would let you all in cyberland know what's going on....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10860202-7088785235346766636?l=thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/feeds/7088785235346766636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10860202&amp;postID=7088785235346766636' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/7088785235346766636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/7088785235346766636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/2007/09/yesagain.html' title='Yes...again!'/><author><name>Sader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02566072174729405800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://images.quizilla.com/M/missmisto2388/1059200069_ouquizsara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10860202.post-3791061459770576025</id><published>2007-09-05T08:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T08:28:19.748-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Smoke Rings in the Dark</title><content type='html'>You I know I dance to this a lot as a romantic slow song...but hey, such is life. It's a nice speed for a slow cuddly two-step, even if the words are sad. Gary Allan's Smoke Rings in the Dark!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10860202-3791061459770576025?l=thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://cowboylyrics.com/lyrics/allan-gary/smoke-rings-in-the-dark-20229.html' title='Smoke Rings in the Dark'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/feeds/3791061459770576025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10860202&amp;postID=3791061459770576025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/3791061459770576025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/3791061459770576025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/2007/09/smoke-rings-in-dark.html' title='Smoke Rings in the Dark'/><author><name>Sader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02566072174729405800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://images.quizilla.com/M/missmisto2388/1059200069_ouquizsara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10860202.post-2346924048542111405</id><published>2007-09-05T08:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T08:25:11.185-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Spinning...and it's giving me a headache!</title><content type='html'>I'm insane, or something like it, however I'm not really sure what to do, I'm working on my temper for the moment....maybe if we tackle things one issue at a time I won't feel so overwhelmed? I'm hoping that's the case cause I've had it with my relationship going down the toilet because I can't get my shit together. Seriously I've decided that all my break-ups are mostly my fault, not because I didn't try, but because I have issues that are as of now still unresolved (even after 12 years of work) however for the last 12 years I've been trying to solve them all at once....maybe one at a time starting with the most disruptive will work better? I don't know, I'm willing to try though, I'm sick of being the only one left out of the loop of normalcy around here....I mean I know no one is perfect but you have to work on your flaws if only to better live with yourself correct?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10860202-2346924048542111405?l=thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/feeds/2346924048542111405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10860202&amp;postID=2346924048542111405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/2346924048542111405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/2346924048542111405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/2007/09/its-spinningand-its-giving-me-headache.html' title='It&apos;s Spinning...and it&apos;s giving me a headache!'/><author><name>Sader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02566072174729405800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://images.quizilla.com/M/missmisto2388/1059200069_ouquizsara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10860202.post-8534199306377985581</id><published>2007-09-04T11:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T11:27:37.073-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Black Sheep</title><content type='html'>Todays Song of the day is Black Sheep by Daryle Singletary. (Granted the first time I heard it Blake Shelton was singing). This song just makes me smile for some reason.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10860202-8534199306377985581?l=thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.cowboylyrics.com/lyrics/singletary-daryle/black-sheep-20434.html' title='Black Sheep'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/feeds/8534199306377985581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10860202&amp;postID=8534199306377985581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/8534199306377985581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/8534199306377985581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/2007/09/black-sheep.html' title='Black Sheep'/><author><name>Sader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02566072174729405800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://images.quizilla.com/M/missmisto2388/1059200069_ouquizsara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10860202.post-8774275542833385156</id><published>2007-09-04T11:20:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T11:28:44.238-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Quit</title><content type='html'>It's officially time I come out and say this as fact and not just the random rumblings in my mind. I Quit, I'm done, I'm not fighting for this shit anymore, the dreams I had, eh, they no longer exist, if I have no goals in life I won't be disappointed when I don't achieve them, the only things I truly have the abliity to achieve are the ones that rely on no one else. Things like finishing up my education and so on. So here we are, from now on my only goals will be personal. They will not require any other humans to be involved in making them happen. I no longer have the goals of getting married or having children, it hurts to much every time they get stomped all over, so I give up, I accept defeat and that they aren't going to happen (and no I actually haven't broken up with my boyfriend) . The facts are simple, my boyfriend is in no place to head down the road to achieving these goals, he has bigger issues to worry about than my arbitrary childhood plans for my life, therefore, it's him or those dreams, my decision is made, and he wins. I give up my goals for his.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10860202-8774275542833385156?l=thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/feeds/8774275542833385156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10860202&amp;postID=8774275542833385156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/8774275542833385156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/8774275542833385156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-quit.html' title='I Quit'/><author><name>Sader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02566072174729405800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://images.quizilla.com/M/missmisto2388/1059200069_ouquizsara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10860202.post-6641452885512862346</id><published>2007-08-25T07:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T08:01:01.996-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Up Up and Away!</title><content type='html'>I'm heading out of town today to the small town my parents live in (near Coriscana..) I'll be there for the next four days, so if you know me and e-mail me or something and I don't reply that's why...also cell phone service is spotty at best, so there's that too. Yes I'm taking my two precious fuzzballs with me. Ya'll have a good weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10860202-6641452885512862346?l=thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/feeds/6641452885512862346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10860202&amp;postID=6641452885512862346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/6641452885512862346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/6641452885512862346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/2007/08/up-up-and-away.html' title='Up Up and Away!'/><author><name>Sader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02566072174729405800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://images.quizilla.com/M/missmisto2388/1059200069_ouquizsara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10860202.post-7681660286011486677</id><published>2007-08-07T17:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T17:43:54.827-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Johnny Cash</title><content type='html'>It's just another turn up the radio and sing along song. Johnny Cash by Jason Aldean! I love this song.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10860202-7681660286011486677?l=thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://cowboylyrics.com/lyrics/aldean-jason/johnny-cash-21248.html' title='Johnny Cash'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/feeds/7681660286011486677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10860202&amp;postID=7681660286011486677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/7681660286011486677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/7681660286011486677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/2007/08/johnny-cash.html' title='Johnny Cash'/><author><name>Sader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02566072174729405800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://images.quizilla.com/M/missmisto2388/1059200069_ouquizsara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10860202.post-4427040791787176035</id><published>2007-08-07T17:32:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T17:40:42.397-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I think I need more coffee</title><content type='html'>Well I got the apartment people all happy and I get paid again Friday so lets hope that getting those bills paid off will get the nasty phone calls to stop, especially the ones that wake me me up at noon...That's just mean. Anyway at this point I'm just happy I have tomorrow off to straighten up a bit because I have a maid coming next Tuesday, and the longer it takes them the more it costs me and I really just want them to clean the counters and vacuum and such. Nothing too major, just keep the cat hair at a minimum and keep the germs all dead. That's about all around here, it's been a long week and I'm ready for my day off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10860202-4427040791787176035?l=thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/feeds/4427040791787176035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10860202&amp;postID=4427040791787176035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/4427040791787176035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/4427040791787176035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-think-i-need-more-coffee.html' title='I think I need more coffee'/><author><name>Sader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02566072174729405800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://images.quizilla.com/M/missmisto2388/1059200069_ouquizsara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10860202.post-4384110345998256353</id><published>2007-08-06T08:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T08:57:00.438-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall</title><content type='html'>This right here is what I need right now. It's hard to explain, but this is what I think I really want. The Song is Fall by Clay Walker.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10860202-4384110345998256353?l=thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://cowboylyrics.com/lyrics/walker-clay/fall-21214.html' title='Fall'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/feeds/4384110345998256353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10860202&amp;postID=4384110345998256353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/4384110345998256353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/4384110345998256353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/2007/08/fall.html' title='Fall'/><author><name>Sader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02566072174729405800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://images.quizilla.com/M/missmisto2388/1059200069_ouquizsara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10860202.post-1128930831195309331</id><published>2007-08-06T08:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T08:54:46.860-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes I know I should be sleeping</title><content type='html'>I however feel the need to update my blog instead. I'm currently sitting on my couch in a Sugar daze watching the cats attack each other. It's almost cute, only I had the suckiest night ever and I'm tired and really want to go to sleep or something. I had a patient die, I was giving blood, and there was the needy patient down the hall. *SIGH* long night lots to do. Then to top it all off I was an idiot and managed to get into my first fight with the boyfriend (and no it's not cute). We are fine now but I just feel so overwhelmed with everything, I think I may actually be losing my ever loving mind. *growl*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10860202-1128930831195309331?l=thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/feeds/1128930831195309331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10860202&amp;postID=1128930831195309331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/1128930831195309331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/1128930831195309331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/2007/08/yes-i-know-i-should-be-sleeping.html' title='Yes I know I should be sleeping'/><author><name>Sader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02566072174729405800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://images.quizilla.com/M/missmisto2388/1059200069_ouquizsara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10860202.post-7926118977669371824</id><published>2007-08-04T17:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T17:44:28.145-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Men Buy the Drinks (Girls Call the Shots)</title><content type='html'>Now we are moving on to songs I just like cause they are funny, and Steve Holy's "Men buy the Drinks (Girls Call the Shots)" is totally on the top of that list, it's a feel good dance around the living room song and I just thought I would share it with all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10860202-7926118977669371824?l=thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://cowboylyrics.com/lyrics/holy-steve/men-buy-the-drinks-girls-call-the-shots-17347.html' title='Men Buy the Drinks (Girls Call the Shots)'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/feeds/7926118977669371824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10860202&amp;postID=7926118977669371824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/7926118977669371824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/7926118977669371824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/2007/08/men-buy-drinks-girls-call-shots.html' title='Men Buy the Drinks (Girls Call the Shots)'/><author><name>Sader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02566072174729405800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://images.quizilla.com/M/missmisto2388/1059200069_ouquizsara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10860202.post-9074261187182891145</id><published>2007-08-04T17:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T17:39:44.163-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh look I don't have to work...</title><content type='html'>I swear I work so much I'm losing days. It's August already, somehow I missed that (much to the office at my apartment complex's chagrin) But I'm enjoying my day off (yes just one) so far I've sat on the couch. I think I might take a shower here in a little bit, in other words I'm doing a whole lot of nothing, in fact I don't even have anything planned until like 10pm when I have to pick up a friend from the Airport....maybe I should clean out my car....Other than that I'm just chillin' and seeing what's going to happen I know I'm going to see the boyfriend (who defended me beautifully against said idiot who had nothing better to do but tear our relationship down) but other than that I don't really have a clue what my plans are, and it's nice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10860202-9074261187182891145?l=thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/feeds/9074261187182891145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10860202&amp;postID=9074261187182891145' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/9074261187182891145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/9074261187182891145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/2007/08/oh-look-i-dont-have-to-work.html' title='Oh look I don&apos;t have to work...'/><author><name>Sader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02566072174729405800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://images.quizilla.com/M/missmisto2388/1059200069_ouquizsara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10860202.post-930912261033210389</id><published>2007-07-30T15:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T15:53:47.001-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothin' Better To Do</title><content type='html'>The song of the day (misnomer cause I no longer update everyday, but I digress) is Nothin' Better To Do by Leann Rimes. Follow the handy dandy title link for lyrics. This is one of my happy feel good songs and just what I needed at this moment to cheer me up!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10860202-930912261033210389?l=thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://cowboylyrics.com/lyrics/rimes-leann/nothin-better-to-do-22294.html' title='Nothin&apos; Better To Do'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/feeds/930912261033210389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10860202&amp;postID=930912261033210389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/930912261033210389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/930912261033210389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/2007/07/nothin-better-to-do.html' title='Nothin&apos; Better To Do'/><author><name>Sader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02566072174729405800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://images.quizilla.com/M/missmisto2388/1059200069_ouquizsara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10860202.post-4558287792911911075</id><published>2007-07-30T15:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T15:50:24.513-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Idiots and Advice</title><content type='html'>I'm so sick of people who think they can tell me what to do (namely the ones who under the guise of advice tear down my choices in life and make me feel like shit) Mostly what happened is I have a boyfriend, we are taking things slow (we aren't planning on marriage or anything like that, heck we aren't even at the I love you stage) and this friend of mine who has nothing better to do than give me "sex lessons" (per him) gets all jealous and starts telling me we are rushing things cause we don't know each other well enough to be boyfriend and girlfriend (I know I know WTF?). I've known my boyfriend for 4-5 months (I know I met him before Mr. Fireman/EMT,  and we dated for like 3 months) We've been a couple for a week, we aren't really rushing anything. If we were saying I love you I could see the comment about rushing cause it's way too early for that...but we aren't, and I doubt he's even thinking about it. This kinda self centered I'm giving you advice cause if you're with this guy you can't be my fuck buddy shit gets on my nerves. I wish people who only want you for their own reasons would just leave me the hell alone. I only want to be friends with people who truly care about me, and how things happen with me and not people who pretend to but really are just mad they aren't getting whatever the hell it is that they want!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10860202-4558287792911911075?l=thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/feeds/4558287792911911075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10860202&amp;postID=4558287792911911075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/4558287792911911075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/4558287792911911075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/2007/07/idiots-and-advice.html' title='Idiots and Advice'/><author><name>Sader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02566072174729405800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://images.quizilla.com/M/missmisto2388/1059200069_ouquizsara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10860202.post-747800810420454531</id><published>2007-07-23T16:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T16:21:03.405-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Make Me</title><content type='html'>Today's song of the day is Don't Make Me by Blake Shelton. I really just like this song. Because I've been there....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10860202-747800810420454531?l=thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://cowboylyrics.com/lyrics/shelton-blake/dont-make-me-19128.html' title='Don&apos;t Make Me'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/feeds/747800810420454531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10860202&amp;postID=747800810420454531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/747800810420454531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/747800810420454531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/2007/07/dont-make-me.html' title='Don&apos;t Make Me'/><author><name>Sader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02566072174729405800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://images.quizilla.com/M/missmisto2388/1059200069_ouquizsara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10860202.post-7041592035443689267</id><published>2007-07-23T16:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T16:16:25.906-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Official...</title><content type='html'>...I suck at updating this thing. In other news I do have someone that I'm in a "couple" with but we'll see how that goes (given my current track record I've ceased to hold my breath). And for those of you keeping score at home no it's not the guy who said he could not be a couple (who's proud of me for moving on and shit?) Anyway I really like him, and we'll see how things go....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10860202-7041592035443689267?l=thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/feeds/7041592035443689267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10860202&amp;postID=7041592035443689267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/7041592035443689267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/7041592035443689267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/2007/07/its-official.html' title='It&apos;s Official...'/><author><name>Sader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02566072174729405800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://images.quizilla.com/M/missmisto2388/1059200069_ouquizsara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10860202.post-3000214763957996249</id><published>2007-07-14T15:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T15:23:15.333-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Men and Mascara</title><content type='html'>This song is just so appropriate to how I feel right now....*sigh* I'm frustrated, but at the same time he told me from the beginning he didn't want to be serious. I guess I'm going to have to stop hanging out with him.....*growl* I really don't want to, he's funny and he gets me to do things I would never do....the newest thing, try calamari...He's smart, his family is his world. These are the things I want to find in someone, I just wish I could find someone who was in the same place in life I am and could be able to commit to me. Then I could be friends with him and this wouldn't hurt so much.....does that make any sense?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10860202-3000214763957996249?l=thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://cowboylyrics.com/lyrics/roberts-julie/men-&amp;-mascara-17072.html' title='Men and Mascara'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/feeds/3000214763957996249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10860202&amp;postID=3000214763957996249' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/3000214763957996249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/3000214763957996249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/2007/07/men-and-mascara.html' title='Men and Mascara'/><author><name>Sader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02566072174729405800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://images.quizilla.com/M/missmisto2388/1059200069_ouquizsara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10860202.post-1820798236160400075</id><published>2007-07-14T14:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T15:05:50.757-05:00</updated><title type='text'>El Suckage...</title><content type='html'>So on the 29th of June I broke up with the Fireman/EMT...eh...easy come/ easy go, I'm 24 no big right....so I'm out the next Friday partying with my best friend just being young and stupid and having fun. I meet this guy, he's cute (and by cute I mean SUPER SUPER HOT) like 6' all muscles, just walking sex...seriously. He gives Carmine Giovanizzo a run for his money.  And he's hitting on me, I just about fell on the floor, guys like that don't look at me, I mean seriously. Anyway I'm all happy, not that I think it's going anywhere, but hey it's fun. Anyway we end up going out on a few dates and next thing I know he's doing this whole I like you but I can't be in a serious relationship right now due to life stuff, and I don't want you to *wait* for me, so go out on dates with other guys and we'll just see what happens. Well the worst of all of this is that now he's doing this whole well when we are hanging out it's about me and you, so no phone and no texts...and he always walks me to my car and kisses me goodbye (yes I know...*melt*) But he doesn't want to be in a relationship?!? I swear we are in one...doesn't everyone else think so? *sigh* but I am going out on other dates and rather than finding someone like him who wants to actually be with me, I keep finding out that I can't find anyone else who treats me that well that I actually want to date.....grrrr!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10860202-1820798236160400075?l=thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/feeds/1820798236160400075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10860202&amp;postID=1820798236160400075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/1820798236160400075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/1820798236160400075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/2007/07/el-suckage.html' title='El Suckage...'/><author><name>Sader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02566072174729405800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://images.quizilla.com/M/missmisto2388/1059200069_ouquizsara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10860202.post-7786248603570758079</id><published>2007-05-15T04:40:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T04:40:48.727-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Song of the Day</title><content type='html'>As I have heard little to no music on this trip today we will forgo the song of the day....so TO BE CONTINUED!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10860202-7786248603570758079?l=thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/feeds/7786248603570758079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10860202&amp;postID=7786248603570758079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/7786248603570758079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/7786248603570758079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/2007/05/song-of-day.html' title='Song of the Day'/><author><name>Sader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02566072174729405800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://images.quizilla.com/M/missmisto2388/1059200069_ouquizsara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10860202.post-8440101066731477008</id><published>2007-05-15T03:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T04:39:17.112-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dachau Part Two, Religious Memorials</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xy7tevfWej4/Rklu1yiwjXI/AAAAAAAAABU/JVq3IqO134k/s1600-h/Dachau+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xy7tevfWej4/Rklu1yiwjXI/AAAAAAAAABU/JVq3IqO134k/s320/Dachau+026.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064701126334516594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the Catholic Religious Memorial. Dachau has many religious memorials, because they had the majority of the religious leaders that were placed into the work camps by the Nazis. My favorite of the four is the Jewish Memorial, However, I am going to show them to you and tell you about them in the order in which I saw the memorials. The memorials represent the different religions and religious leaders who were interrered here, as you walk back the main road in Dachau, the Catholic Memorial is the first one you come to, it is in the center, with the Jewish Memorial on the right, and the Protestant Memorial on the Left. There is a Russian Orthodox Memorial near the Crematorium. One thing that makes these posts hard for me, is remembering what I saw at Dachau and remembering what the audio tour (which is very well done) had to say about each location. They also had people reading the translated reccolections of prisioners from Dachau. If you ever get the chance to come I highly reccomend paying for the self guided Audio Tour. The guy told us that Harvard certified the English translation. The second photo is of the inside of &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xy7tevfWej4/RklxlSiwjYI/AAAAAAAAABc/o_fuLoUEl5o/s1600-h/Dachau+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xy7tevfWej4/RklxlSiwjYI/AAAAAAAAABc/o_fuLoUEl5o/s320/Dachau+027.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064704141401558402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the Catholic Memorial. I should have tried not to show the bars, but I was so overwhelmed at the time the thought didn't occur to me. As you can see they have an altar, and some candles. It's hard to see but there is a Crucifix on the back wall. I cannot remember why they chose to use the round design for the Memorial, I do however like that they did. I find it to be a way of showing some unity, having the round memorial in the center of  the two religions that disagree the most with the Catholics. The next picture is of the Jewish Memorial,  this is what it looks like as you head down the ramp  into the Jewish Memorial, you can see the  Menorah on the top, and I like the design of the structure. It's very striking to have this Memorial below ground, &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xy7tevfWej4/Rkly0SiwjZI/AAAAAAAAABk/aGKVCAi6fb4/s1600-h/Dachau+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xy7tevfWej4/Rkly0SiwjZI/AAAAAAAAABk/aGKVCAi6fb4/s320/Dachau+029.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064705498611223954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;despite the warm day outside it was very cool inside this stucture. This is the memorial in which I took the most internal pictures, and I will describe each one to the best of my abilities. I can at least tell you why I took each photo. The first interior photograph was taken because I love the look of the Hebrew Language, and here they had the Plaque on the wall in Hebrew. This is along the right wall near the back of the building,  which actually curves in, I think the building is really kind of a rounded triangle. I find the fact that the Jewish leaders came back and built this in a place where they had so much suffering to be a mark of thier true ablity to overcome hardship and obstacles. And yes I know I'm like a picture  behind as far as the display&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xy7tevfWej4/Rkly1CiwjaI/AAAAAAAAABs/BDYreNWh1VM/s1600-h/Dachau+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xy7tevfWej4/Rkly1CiwjaI/AAAAAAAAABs/BDYreNWh1VM/s320/Dachau+030.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064705511496125858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; with my typing, but it's just because I can't find the words to explain everything as fully as I want to and I know the photographs are helping in the respect. Please just be patient with me. The second  interiror photo  from the Jewish Memorial is found in generally any synagogue. It is the place in which they keep the Torah (at least this is my understanding) I took the picture because again I find this shows the resliance and power of the these persecuted people to not only overcome thier past but exceed it in many ways that other groups do not even try to do. I have a great compassion for those who are hurt or hurting, and to see someone overcome such a great insult with such grace and general aploom is really heartwarming. The next photo (not the&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xy7tevfWej4/Rkly1yiwjbI/AAAAAAAAAB0/GaDeM7Kb-uI/s1600-h/Dachau+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xy7tevfWej4/Rkly1yiwjbI/AAAAAAAAAB0/GaDeM7Kb-uI/s320/Dachau+031.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064705524381027762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; one you see to the left, but the one below it) is of the door going into the building, I found the Star of David superimposed over the barbed wire type hatching a striking statement that they will overcome. And to a great extent they have, I will say this again though, how anyone can say this did not happen I do not understand, you can look at these pictures and go to these places and KNOW this happened, to 6 million Jewish people and who knows how many policital and other types of prisioners. Those who helped protect the persecuted were themselves often subjected to this same torture. I find this time in human history quite sad and shameful. I still do not understand how people can do these things to one another. I simply am not capable of thinking &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xy7tevfWej4/Rkly2iiwjcI/AAAAAAAAAB8/nMHYU8SJhZM/s1600-h/Dachau+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xy7tevfWej4/Rkly2iiwjcI/AAAAAAAAAB8/nMHYU8SJhZM/s320/Dachau+033.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064705537265929666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;that way. The final picture from the Jewish Memorial is that of the outside of the building again, however this one focuses on the Psalm  written in German in the roof lining. It is hard to see in the photo, but I'm sure with a little online research you could find a better photo.  You can also see the doors and gates into the building much better in this photo than you can in the first general overall shot of the building. I am not sure who designed the building but I do think that it was very well done, and houses a lot of symbolism. The Protestant Memorial is really a church, and I find that very appropriate, this is a place where people should come to pray and to find answers to thier questions. Questions like, how can a loving God allow this to happen to his &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xy7tevfWej4/Rkly3iiwjdI/AAAAAAAAACE/3xynAZhLRpc/s1600-h/Dachau+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xy7tevfWej4/Rkly3iiwjdI/AAAAAAAAACE/3xynAZhLRpc/s320/Dachau+035.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064705554445798866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;people, Catholic, Protestant, Jewish, or Russian Orthodox (the groups represented in the memorials), or how could people claim this as the work of God? I don't have the answers, and I will never claim to, but I do find it strange that people allow this to happen in thier own backyards, the people of Dachau knew something was going on here, but they really didn't know what, however they never really took the time to find out or try to stop it. I don't know if fear stopped them or if it was simply the fact they weren't really ready to accept that someone could do this in thier backyard. I know that&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xy7tevfWej4/Rkl6kCiwjeI/AAAAAAAAACM/-sT_eKaXJKw/s1600-h/Dachau+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xy7tevfWej4/Rkl6kCiwjeI/AAAAAAAAACM/-sT_eKaXJKw/s320/Dachau+037.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064714015531372002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; if I were one of the people in Dachau I wouldn't have known what to do about the concentration camp next door. But I think we look back and we judge them and we say, "Why didn't they stop it?" Quite frankly I don't think they really knew what exactly was going on there, they just knew it wasn't good, but if they fought it they would know all too well what was going on there. These camps were built for fear. To prevent others from rising up against the regime. Ok to the left now the Protestant Memorial/Church. I like the full view of the outside because if it weren't in the Dachau compound you would find it to be a nice striking countryside church. There are stairs leading down into the building on either side. I did take a few interior shots, and I will also share those &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xy7tevfWej4/Rkl6kiiwjfI/AAAAAAAAACU/QVZ_nKAClJQ/s1600-h/Dachau+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xy7tevfWej4/Rkl6kiiwjfI/AAAAAAAAACU/QVZ_nKAClJQ/s320/Dachau+038.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064714024121306610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;with you. This first interior shot is of an organ and a statue, these are just inside the door that you come to when you use the stairs on the right side of the previous photograph. The benches are used as pews are used in the churches of America (and possibly other countries, but since I only go to church in America I refuse to speak for other protestant churches) The next interior photo is of the altar, I love the candles and the flowers that are placed there, I'm sure its there as a reminder that we must pray for those who are persecuted, or at least that's what it meant to me. This is one of the least decorated Protestant altars that I have seen in a while, and it's nice to know that not everyone has to be all fancy . The simplicity works because this is the &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xy7tevfWej4/Rkl6lCiwjgI/AAAAAAAAACc/ybrhGpWGaic/s1600-h/Dachau+039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xy7tevfWej4/Rkl6lCiwjgI/AAAAAAAAACc/ybrhGpWGaic/s320/Dachau+039.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064714032711241218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;church on the Dachau compound, I believe that to try to "dress up" the altar would have ruined the idea behind having this church here in the first place. My final interior photo from the Protestant Memorial is that of the open Bible to the side of the altar. The Bible is open to the first page of Ezekial. (Which was the only word I could read, this Bible was printed in German) I find that to be a moving and appropriate book to have the Bible open to as far as location. The final memorial I am going to talk to you about is that of the Russian Orthodox Church. It is a small memorial located near the creamatorium. It is a simple building in the woods, and set up much like the Catholic Memorial, so I was only able to get one interior photo. I wasn't even &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xy7tevfWej4/Rkl6liiwjhI/AAAAAAAAACk/NjuY2ndYEVQ/s1600-h/Dachau+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xy7tevfWej4/Rkl6liiwjhI/AAAAAAAAACk/NjuY2ndYEVQ/s320/Dachau+040.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064714041301175826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;really sure I was going to be able to get that much. I like the exterior photo, it looks like a postcard for some nice church in the woods, but it's a stones throw from the crematorium (it is on the right, just past those trees) I do like the simple design of the building, and the ornate style that they used to decorate the interior. I hope that you all enjoyed my brief rambly tour of the Religious Memorials, I hope to update more later, but currently it is time for me to go off and site-see a bit here in beautiful Vienna.  If at anytime you would like me to stop the Dachau posts, please let me know, I do understand this is not a pleasant subject. Have a good day all!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xy7tevfWej4/Rkl6mSiwjiI/AAAAAAAAACs/E_9elreGNuo/s1600-h/Dachau+057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xy7tevfWej4/Rkl6mSiwjiI/AAAAAAAAACs/E_9elreGNuo/s320/Dachau+057.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064714054186077730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xy7tevfWej4/Rkl6xiiwjjI/AAAAAAAAAC0/zrbod6AvoDk/s1600-h/Dachau+058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xy7tevfWej4/Rkl6xiiwjjI/AAAAAAAAAC0/zrbod6AvoDk/s320/Dachau+058.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064714247459606066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10860202-8440101066731477008?l=thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/feeds/8440101066731477008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10860202&amp;postID=8440101066731477008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/8440101066731477008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/8440101066731477008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/2007/05/dachau-part-two-religious-memorials.html' title='Dachau Part Two, Religious Memorials'/><author><name>Sader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02566072174729405800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://images.quizilla.com/M/missmisto2388/1059200069_ouquizsara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xy7tevfWej4/Rklu1yiwjXI/AAAAAAAAABU/JVq3IqO134k/s72-c/Dachau+026.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10860202.post-6624900033748730992</id><published>2007-05-11T09:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T10:07:48.036-05:00</updated><title type='text'>All that is required for Evil to prosper is for good men to stand by and do nothing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xy7tevfWej4/RkR5xSiwjOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/rEalJ6dhXzE/s1600-h/Dachau+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xy7tevfWej4/RkR5xSiwjOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/rEalJ6dhXzE/s320/Dachau+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063305768769457378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As many of you know I spent the day at Dachau, a concentration camp near Munich. I thought I would post some pictures of what I saw and remind us all of why we shouldn't just allow things to happen. I was just sobered by the experience and want to share it with you all. The first picture is of course of the gate going into Dachau, and as we all know the German means "Work Shall Set you Free" It's very sobering to see this in person, and while a picture cannot do it justice I do appreciate that they have changed the way that you enter the memorial and now all vistors must go though this gate to start and it brings back all I've learned about concentration camps and World War II.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xy7tevfWej4/RkR7qCiwjPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TiQ_DQEg_NI/s1600-h/Dachau+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xy7tevfWej4/RkR7qCiwjPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TiQ_DQEg_NI/s320/Dachau+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063307843238661362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There were 34 barracks at Dachau, this second picture is of the remains of the barracks. They have rebuilt two of the barracks, and I will post pictures of the inside of one of the rebuilt barracks and explain them in a second. All of the remains are just the foundations, and they have filled them with gravel so that the visitors can apprieciate how small the barracks truly were. I cannot imagine the crowding that must have been present for the people who were forced to stay here. The third picture is of the beds in the barracks around 1933.  They are very cramped and it is amazing to me that people could stay here at all. The cruelty we humans can inflict on each other never ceases to amaze me. The fact these beds get worse as time goes on is just another&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xy7tevfWej4/RkR83CiwjQI/AAAAAAAAAAc/aRroY35kD7M/s1600-h/Dachau+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xy7tevfWej4/RkR83CiwjQI/AAAAAAAAAAc/aRroY35kD7M/s320/Dachau+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063309166088588546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; example of why we should never forget that this has happened. The fourth photograph is of the "living area" that the prisoners were allowed to use during the 1933-1935 time period. How just a few small benches could qualify as a living area is beyond me, we complain now when our TV is too small, I don't think most people today could have withstood this and came through the way that these people managed to, in fact the only reason that they rebuilt two of the barracks and had one of the set up to demonstrated the living conditions through the war is because the prisoners made sure that it was done after the war. That is what impressed me the most about this experience, that these people wanted to preserve this for future generations so that we &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xy7tevfWej4/RkR-5CiwjRI/AAAAAAAAAAk/i9A7LVUHzMY/s1600-h/Dachau+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xy7tevfWej4/RkR-5CiwjRI/AAAAAAAAAAk/i9A7LVUHzMY/s320/Dachau+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063311399471582482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;would learn to NEVER allow this to happen again to any other people group. The thing about being persecuted is that you never recover, and for these people to be willing to relive thier own personal hell, and one that truely rivals any other ever experienced for the hope that no one else would have to experience it AMAZES me. These are resiliant people who are dedicated to rest of the human race, and you don't get to see things like that everyday. I truely recommend if you ever go to Europe to go to the nearest concentration camp so you can truely apprieciate the horror and the devestation that was experienced by these people. The fifth picture is that of the beds from 1937-1938. These bunks are surprising more tightly packed and much &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xy7tevfWej4/RkSALCiwjSI/AAAAAAAAAAs/hEve2ykv2sU/s1600-h/Dachau+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xy7tevfWej4/RkSALCiwjSI/AAAAAAAAAAs/hEve2ykv2sU/s320/Dachau+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063312808220855586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;smaller than the first set. That set of beds is actually 12 beds. That's right I said 12. The Nazis expected 12 people to sleep on a bunk the size of an average American bunk bed. We put 2 people on those. That's a HUGE difference. Thier living area was also worse as demonstrated by the 6th picture in the series. They had lockers in which they could put what the Nazis told them they could put in it. They also still got a few small benches, and that's it. I still don't understand how that could be considered a living area. The true idea here was to prevent the prisoners from escaping from their captors for any true privacy. The Nazis were very effective at removing any real chance of hope from those who they were imprisioning. The lockers as you can see were &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xy7tevfWej4/RkSDSCiwjTI/AAAAAAAAAA0/FGYxmEaP3WE/s1600-h/Dachau+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xy7tevfWej4/RkSDSCiwjTI/AAAAAAAAAA0/FGYxmEaP3WE/s320/Dachau+015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063316227014823218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;very small. Then there's the benches, well really stools on top of the lockers that they can sit on, and the few tables that they get. I could never even begin to imagine living like this, I certainly couldn't imagine forcing another human being to live like this, the justifications requried to be able to sleep with yourself at night had to be astounding. As the final few pictures, because I realize that this is an insanly long post I will post the bathing areas and the rooms as they were in 1944. If you would like to see my other pictures from Dachau, which include the crematorium, gas chamber and memorials for the people killed in Dachau please just let me know, and I will post a part two in the morning.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xy7tevfWej4/RkSFJiiwjUI/AAAAAAAAAA8/rDAWRIl0Z34/s1600-h/Dachau+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xy7tevfWej4/RkSFJiiwjUI/AAAAAAAAAA8/rDAWRIl0Z34/s320/Dachau+017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063318280009190722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xy7tevfWej4/RkSFJyiwjVI/AAAAAAAAABE/GK-k6_gd8jI/s1600-h/Dachau+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xy7tevfWej4/RkSFJyiwjVI/AAAAAAAAABE/GK-k6_gd8jI/s320/Dachau+020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063318284304158034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xy7tevfWej4/RkSFKCiwjWI/AAAAAAAAABM/ZV-H9zJW1bs/s1600-h/Dachau+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xy7tevfWej4/RkSFKCiwjWI/AAAAAAAAABM/ZV-H9zJW1bs/s320/Dachau+021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063318288599125346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10860202-6624900033748730992?l=thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/feeds/6624900033748730992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10860202&amp;postID=6624900033748730992' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/6624900033748730992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/6624900033748730992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/2007/05/all-that-is-required-for-evil-to.html' title='All that is required for Evil to prosper is for good men to stand by and do nothing'/><author><name>Sader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02566072174729405800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://images.quizilla.com/M/missmisto2388/1059200069_ouquizsara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xy7tevfWej4/RkR5xSiwjOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/rEalJ6dhXzE/s72-c/Dachau+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10860202.post-2664873155958052433</id><published>2007-05-11T02:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T02:22:11.105-05:00</updated><title type='text'>She Never Lets It Go to Her Heart</title><content type='html'>Today's song of the day is She Never Lets it Go to Her Heart by Tim McGraw (it's sad to go to cowboy lyrics and scroll to find a song of the day...) I have always liked this song, and I just felt it was kinda a fun song to use for today. I hope everyone enjoys this little blast from the past. Ya' know the drill, click the link for lyrics!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10860202-2664873155958052433?l=thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.cowboylyrics.com/lyrics/mcgraw-tim/she-never-lets-it-go-to-her-heart-7030.html' title='She Never Lets It Go to Her Heart'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/feeds/2664873155958052433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10860202&amp;postID=2664873155958052433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/2664873155958052433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/2664873155958052433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/2007/05/she-never-lets-it-go-to-her-heart.html' title='She Never Lets It Go to Her Heart'/><author><name>Sader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02566072174729405800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://images.quizilla.com/M/missmisto2388/1059200069_ouquizsara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10860202.post-4255360866632496353</id><published>2007-05-11T02:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T02:18:14.873-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Live from Munich</title><content type='html'>Well we took the train into Munich last night (it's about 9 AM local time). Aparently free WiFi is a cool incintive everywhere. So far we are having a lot of fun. Today My hostess is taking her MCAT. I'm SO super proud of her. I know she is going to do SO well. I'm probably going to go to Dauchau today, mostly because I think if you're in Germany you should see the sobering reality that was World War II at least once. We are going to go clubbing tonight because my hostess wants to unwind from her test and I'm of course the super supportive friend. Hope ya'll are all having fun at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A side note to my baby: I love you, I miss you and kiss the girls for me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10860202-4255360866632496353?l=thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/feeds/4255360866632496353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10860202&amp;postID=4255360866632496353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/4255360866632496353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/4255360866632496353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/2007/05/live-from-munich.html' title='Live from Munich'/><author><name>Sader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02566072174729405800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://images.quizilla.com/M/missmisto2388/1059200069_ouquizsara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10860202.post-1068583092775684093</id><published>2007-05-10T00:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T01:04:40.319-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Teardrops on my Guitar</title><content type='html'>Todays song of the Day (no that doesn't go away cause I'm in Austria, just takes me longer to think of a song cause um, they don't have country music here *sad face*) is Teardrops on my Guitar by Taylor Swift. Again amazed at how a girl this young could be this talented and this versitle, I love the lyrics, it's amazing to hear someone really talk about unrequited love for a friend, something most people experience at least once in thier life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10860202-1068583092775684093?l=thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://cowboylyrics.com/lyrics/swift-taylor/teardrops-on-my-guitar-18769.html' title='Teardrops on my Guitar'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/feeds/1068583092775684093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10860202&amp;postID=1068583092775684093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/1068583092775684093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/1068583092775684093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/2007/05/teardrops-on-my-guitar.html' title='Teardrops on my Guitar'/><author><name>Sader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02566072174729405800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://images.quizilla.com/M/missmisto2388/1059200069_ouquizsara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10860202.post-8233065074952663817</id><published>2007-05-10T00:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T00:57:34.961-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes, Yes, I know...</title><content type='html'>Two updates in one month, and one while in I'm a foriegn country no less, it's amazing...lol. Right now my hostess is at work, so I figured I'd let ya'll know what was going on here in AMAZING Austria. I have my luggage (thank goodness) It missed the plane from Paris to Vienna. We are getting ready to head to Munich today (she's going to take the MCAT).  She took me to all kinds of places yesterday (it was really fun). I had Gelato and Austrian beer, and I even ate sourkraut (it was good in context I SWEAR). I managed to get blisters on my feet from running though the airport..*sigh* but if that's the worst that happened I'm doing well.&lt;br /&gt;Now a fun list things I miss from home:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;My boyfriend (cheesy I know, but it's true, I miss his voice and the way he holds me and the way he always seems to know what I'm thinking)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My cats (my babies in a sense, I miss them jumping up and down on my and attacking my feet, it's sad really)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Understanding what other people are talking about when I'm out and about, it's wierd to hear everyone here speaking in German, I'm just not used to it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Now a fun list of things I'll miss when I leave here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;My hostess (again cheesy, but she has this way of reading me that rivals my mothers....it's strange, but comforting at the same time)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Walking everywhere, and using the public transit system, hooray for not paying for gas, it's fun.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The look on peoples faces when I tell them I can't speak German, it's this odd mix of , huh and why not...lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10860202-8233065074952663817?l=thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/feeds/8233065074952663817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10860202&amp;postID=8233065074952663817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/8233065074952663817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/8233065074952663817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/2007/05/yes-yes-i-know.html' title='Yes, Yes, I know...'/><author><name>Sader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02566072174729405800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://images.quizilla.com/M/missmisto2388/1059200069_ouquizsara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10860202.post-7891128727752943056</id><published>2007-05-06T03:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T03:55:26.107-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Baba O'Reilly</title><content type='html'>For anyone who knows me well or reads this thing, you know I LOVE CSI:NY I've finally broken down and made their theme song my song of the day, but please remember the last verse is not part of the theme song cut, however it is part of the Who's original rendition and as such is listed on the lyrics. I still think the first part is a rather fitting CSI theme...in fact the only CSI theme I don't like is Miami...so hey 2 outta 3 ain't bad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10860202-7891128727752943056?l=thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.lyricsbox.com/who-the-lyrics-baba-oreilly-1crt2wl.html' title='Baba O&apos;Reilly'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/feeds/7891128727752943056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10860202&amp;postID=7891128727752943056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/7891128727752943056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/7891128727752943056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/2007/05/baba-oreilly.html' title='Baba O&apos;Reilly'/><author><name>Sader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02566072174729405800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://images.quizilla.com/M/missmisto2388/1059200069_ouquizsara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10860202.post-3846598697625241837</id><published>2007-05-06T03:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T03:52:20.672-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello Again</title><content type='html'>As I am about to leave the country I figured I should give you all one last update before I hit the road. The boyfriend and I are still doing well!!! (much excitement...almost 2 months now) Despite the mini-breakdown I had today... why is it I think I deserve to be treated like shit? I'm not even really sure, I know I have a temper, but still. This guy makes me happy, so I keep thinking he's WAY to good for me, and you know what, maybe he is, but he likes me and he doesn't think so, so maybe I should just chill out and see where things go. Oh who am I kidding, the day I can just chill out and see where things go is the day that hell freezes over. In other news I may have a PRN (as needed) position at another hospital here in town for some extra money, which is always nice, and it's a GREAT way to get some different experience and to hone my skills some more before I head back to the next round of things to do to prepare to get my masters.... Anyway I'll *hopefully* update when I get home (don't hold your breath) and at least we all know the blog of my hostess will be well updated!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10860202-3846598697625241837?l=thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/feeds/3846598697625241837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10860202&amp;postID=3846598697625241837' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/3846598697625241837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/3846598697625241837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/2007/05/hello-again.html' title='Hello Again'/><author><name>Sader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02566072174729405800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://images.quizilla.com/M/missmisto2388/1059200069_ouquizsara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10860202.post-7914306850517174956</id><published>2007-04-28T18:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T18:23:53.700-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture to Burn</title><content type='html'>Today's song of the day is Picture to Burn by Taylor Swift. I'm still in shock this girl is 16, her lyrics are insightful, her voice is simply amazing. This song perfectly describes every high school break up EVER. I mean seriously. Read the lyrics and tell me that doesn't describe your high school break ups....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10860202-7914306850517174956?l=thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.cowboylyrics.com/lyrics/swift-taylor/picture-to-burn-18768.html' title='Picture to Burn'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/feeds/7914306850517174956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10860202&amp;postID=7914306850517174956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/7914306850517174956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/7914306850517174956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/2007/04/picture-to-burn.html' title='Picture to Burn'/><author><name>Sader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02566072174729405800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://images.quizilla.com/M/missmisto2388/1059200069_ouquizsara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10860202.post-6886975742846986565</id><published>2007-04-28T18:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T18:18:37.170-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah...it's been awhile...</title><content type='html'>I've been busy guys I SWEAR!!! I now work 12 hour night shifts at a local LTAC Hospital. (Long Term Acute Care) I have a new boyfriend, we've been dating about a month. So far we are happy and for once I'm trying to take things one day at a time...so there's no pressure on everything being perfect ALL the time. Shockingly I've managed to keep my temper in check thus far....I'm not saying things won't change but I'm pretty proud I've made it a whole month, now I'm working on making it to the next milestone. I got my hair cut yesterday, I got rid of my layers so I have face framing and it's about shoulder length. I love it! I'm also going to grow it out as long as I can, I miss having really long hair, but my hair was starting to look WAY fried. Not too much else going on around here, I hope ya'll are all doing well in your individual endeavors.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10860202-6886975742846986565?l=thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/feeds/6886975742846986565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10860202&amp;postID=6886975742846986565' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/6886975742846986565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/6886975742846986565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/2007/04/yeahits-been-awhile.html' title='Yeah...it&apos;s been awhile...'/><author><name>Sader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02566072174729405800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://images.quizilla.com/M/missmisto2388/1059200069_ouquizsara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10860202.post-1208076960022657987</id><published>2007-02-25T21:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T21:19:44.178-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid Boy</title><content type='html'>Today's Song of the Day is Stupid Boy by Keith Urban. Mostly cause I've lived this song a few too many times for my own good....maybe I should stop dating for a while? I don't know....I'll have to think about it. Click the title for lyrics.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10860202-1208076960022657987?l=thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://cowboylyrics.com/lyrics/urban-keith/stupid-boy-18548.html' title='Stupid Boy'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/feeds/1208076960022657987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10860202&amp;postID=1208076960022657987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/1208076960022657987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/1208076960022657987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/2007/02/stupid-boy.html' title='Stupid Boy'/><author><name>Sader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02566072174729405800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://images.quizilla.com/M/missmisto2388/1059200069_ouquizsara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10860202.post-8495883775021764292</id><published>2007-02-25T21:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T21:16:25.030-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's time</title><content type='html'>Ok it's been positively FOREVER since I updated.....and I think it's probably well past time to update again. I no longer work in home health, I'm working a hospital night shift and as happened before when I was working 12 hour shifts the whole updating thing is going to go to hell in a hand basket. I'll let you know what else is going on when I get more information...lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10860202-8495883775021764292?l=thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/feeds/8495883775021764292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10860202&amp;postID=8495883775021764292' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/8495883775021764292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/8495883775021764292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/2007/02/its-time.html' title='It&apos;s time'/><author><name>Sader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02566072174729405800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://images.quizilla.com/M/missmisto2388/1059200069_ouquizsara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10860202.post-5840344616709244948</id><published>2007-01-15T09:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T09:20:32.231-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Innocence</title><content type='html'>Today's song of the day is Innocence by Sarah Buxton. I just like this song, it truly describes what first love is about and how it affects you as you grow older. Just click the link for lyrics. Ya'll have a great day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10860202-5840344616709244948?l=thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://cowboylyrics.com/lyrics/buxton-sarah/innocence-18795.html' title='Innocence'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/feeds/5840344616709244948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10860202&amp;postID=5840344616709244948' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/5840344616709244948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/5840344616709244948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/2007/01/innocence.html' title='Innocence'/><author><name>Sader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02566072174729405800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://images.quizilla.com/M/missmisto2388/1059200069_ouquizsara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10860202.post-4199469767429794761</id><published>2007-01-15T09:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T09:13:15.732-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ice Storms and Boredom</title><content type='html'>So as you all know I had surgery on Thursday (the 11th) so now I'm stuck home with my foot propped up on a pillow. My current entertainment is my cat who still thinks the rod in my toe is a toy...not fun, and whatever I can pick up on the antenna on my TV. I've also been chatting with people online and watching DVD's. God bless Netflix. I have my post surgery appointment today, it was supposed to be at 1030 this morning but since we are in the middle of a horrid ice storm (read I'm scared I'm going to slip on my crutches, and the news people keep saying everyone should stay home cause of the ice on the bridges and the overpasses) So we talked the doctor into letting me come in at 315 this afternoon. So for those of you who want to know how I'm doing message me after I get back so um maybe around 500 tonight or so. Anyway in good news I'm taking less pain medication. I've knocked out the ibuprofen for the most part, however I am going to take it just before going into the doctor, cause I only get the Lortab every 4 hours which means 1200 noon, and then 400 this afternoon. So a 315 appointment is inbetween that. I hope you are all having a good day, and thanks for reading my ramble.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10860202-4199469767429794761?l=thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/feeds/4199469767429794761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10860202&amp;postID=4199469767429794761' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/4199469767429794761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/4199469767429794761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/2007/01/ice-storms-and-boredom.html' title='Ice Storms and Boredom'/><author><name>Sader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02566072174729405800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://images.quizilla.com/M/missmisto2388/1059200069_ouquizsara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10860202.post-349167984675211734</id><published>2007-01-13T14:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T14:55:18.451-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Get Outta My Way</title><content type='html'>Today's song of the day is Get Outta My Way by Carolina Rain. I just like this song, it's one of those funny songs you don't get to hear all the time. You guys know the drill link to the lyrics by clicking on the title.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10860202-349167984675211734?l=thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.cowboylyrics.com/lyrics/rain-carolina/get-outta-my-way-19677.html' title='Get Outta My Way'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/feeds/349167984675211734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10860202&amp;postID=349167984675211734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/349167984675211734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/349167984675211734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/2007/01/get-outta-my-way.html' title='Get Outta My Way'/><author><name>Sader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02566072174729405800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://images.quizilla.com/M/missmisto2388/1059200069_ouquizsara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10860202.post-2171323278109706277</id><published>2007-01-13T14:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T14:51:14.902-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>So my friend told me to update and let everyone know I am alive. So here I am, sore but alive. I had surgery on Thursday (the 11th) and now I have all kinds of pain in my right foot, and a rod sticking out of my second toe....lucky me. I just hope that the pain subsides by tomorrow, this round the clock pill thing is getting really old. Anyway I just wanted to let everyone know I was ok. Hope you have a good day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10860202-2171323278109706277?l=thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/feeds/2171323278109706277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10860202&amp;postID=2171323278109706277' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/2171323278109706277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/2171323278109706277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/2007/01/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Sader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02566072174729405800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://images.quizilla.com/M/missmisto2388/1059200069_ouquizsara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10860202.post-4824080968432681771</id><published>2007-01-07T12:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T12:33:19.389-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Directions</title><content type='html'>The song of the day today is Good Directions by Billy Currington. I just really love this song...so just click the title for the lyrics. Again...I love this song...it makes me SUPER HAPPY!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10860202-4824080968432681771?l=thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.cowboylyrics.com/lyrics/currington-billy/good-directions-16463.html' title='Good Directions'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/feeds/4824080968432681771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10860202&amp;postID=4824080968432681771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/4824080968432681771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/4824080968432681771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/2007/01/good-directions.html' title='Good Directions'/><author><name>Sader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02566072174729405800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://images.quizilla.com/M/missmisto2388/1059200069_ouquizsara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10860202.post-196658490448687052</id><published>2007-01-07T12:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T12:26:08.455-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Contemplations</title><content type='html'>As I'm sure I've stated repeatedly my life is FAR FAR from perfect, but after yesterday, and last night I'm getting to place where I am content with the way that things are right now, I mean I know that it sucks that I'm not with the guy I've been with since October, but the fact is being single probably isn't going to hurt me, in fact I feel pretty decent about this who single thing right now. I had a girls night with my best friend, which was awesome. When she moves back it may become a more regular thing, which I'm excited about, it's great to spend time with someone who knows you well enough that they can read your face. For those of you who don't know I am having surgery this Thursday...nothing serious, just getting a bunion removed, so if I post anything strange after that I blame the vicoden. Just so you all know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10860202-196658490448687052?l=thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/feeds/196658490448687052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10860202&amp;postID=196658490448687052' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/196658490448687052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/196658490448687052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/2007/01/contemplations.html' title='Contemplations'/><author><name>Sader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02566072174729405800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://images.quizilla.com/M/missmisto2388/1059200069_ouquizsara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10860202.post-4516045059606846089</id><published>2007-01-05T18:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T18:48:01.462-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I Just Called to Say I Love You</title><content type='html'>Todays song of the day (ironically as my boyfriend just broke up with me) is I Just Called to Say I Love You by Stevie Wonder. Just read the lyrics and know it's a sweet wonderful song...and a sentiment I'll never hear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10860202-4516045059606846089?l=thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/steviewonder/ijustcalledtosayiloveyou.html' title='I Just Called to Say I Love You'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/feeds/4516045059606846089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10860202&amp;postID=4516045059606846089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/4516045059606846089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/4516045059606846089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-just-called-to-say-i-love-you.html' title='I Just Called to Say I Love You'/><author><name>Sader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02566072174729405800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://images.quizilla.com/M/missmisto2388/1059200069_ouquizsara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10860202.post-1662704154557264207</id><published>2007-01-05T18:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T18:41:33.453-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Year in Review</title><content type='html'>I know you all think that the 5th is a little late for a post on the last year in review, but for me it's strangely appropriate. A year ago today the man I was dating got down on one knee and asked me to marry him. I told him yes. A year ago today I was working on a pediatric nursing floor in a hospital in Galveston. Yes he proposed to me while I was at work... I then went crazy planning my dream wedding....by February I was looking for a new job as I had left the one I had. In March I moved to the D/FW Metroplex where I had grown up. No the wedding hadn't occured yet. I took a job in Home Health, which I enjoyed quite a bit. Around this time my fiancee decided that I wasn't worth moving to the D/FW area for and we broke up. I started going out to Cowboys just as something to do with my free time, and by April I was really having a lot of fun and meeting new people out there. In July I finally decided that I was probably ready to date again, at least date seriously again, and I started to date a guy I had known since high school. By the middle of October we discovered that we really made much better friends. Somewhere around the end of October I started dating another guy who I honestly think may be my soulmate. But being me I managed to destroy that in one fell swoop. Now he wants to be friends....it's almost laughable, of course if I take time to actually think about it I basically turn into a pile of whimpering uselessness. Hince the reason I'm trying to not think about much of anything. I'm just trying to kick my own ass doing my job hoping it will be enough of a distraction to keep me from thinking about it. So here I go again on another year of causing large amounts of self destruction in my own life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10860202-1662704154557264207?l=thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/feeds/1662704154557264207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10860202&amp;postID=1662704154557264207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/1662704154557264207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/1662704154557264207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/2007/01/year-in-review.html' title='Year in Review'/><author><name>Sader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02566072174729405800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://images.quizilla.com/M/missmisto2388/1059200069_ouquizsara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10860202.post-3352259199134661416</id><published>2006-11-25T21:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T21:18:40.060-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Red High Heels</title><content type='html'>I like this song...it's such a girl power song. Kellie Pickler has chosen a great one in Red High Heels. Besides, I have some red high heels wore them on my first date with my current guy. So I guess in a way I moved on from Mr. I want a break using some red high heels...lol. Well ya'll know the drill, click the title for the lyrics.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10860202-3352259199134661416?l=thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.cowboylyrics.com/lyrics/pickler-kellie/red-high-heels-18657.html' title='Red High Heels'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/feeds/3352259199134661416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10860202&amp;postID=3352259199134661416' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/3352259199134661416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/3352259199134661416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/2006/11/red-high-heels.html' title='Red High Heels'/><author><name>Sader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02566072174729405800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://images.quizilla.com/M/missmisto2388/1059200069_ouquizsara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10860202.post-6844541634473143415</id><published>2006-11-25T21:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T08:26:45.700-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes I do still exist</title><content type='html'>It's been awhile since I posted, mostly because I've been running around like a chicken with my head cut off, what with the new job, breaking up with the boyfriend, getting a new boyfriend oh yeah and moving to Benbrook. I'm getting a cat tomorrow...yes I know, I'm just trying to keep busy and such. Usually this time of night I'm getting all cleaned up, putting on a cute shirt and jeans and my boots and going out dancing...tonight my boyfriend (the new one) is having a guys night with his friends...so I'm cleaning my apartment. Not because he doesn't want me to go out, but because honestly, I don't think it would be much fun to go out alone. It would be one thing If I were going out with some of my girlfriends, but you see they don't like to go out, so I'm not. Besides I really do need to clean my apartment, it's insane in here. Now for those of you who like to lurk on blogs (you know who you are) I updated, just for you. =) (Oh, and when you get back you're going with out to Cowboys one night, just so you can say you did). *grin*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10860202-6844541634473143415?l=thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/feeds/6844541634473143415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10860202&amp;postID=6844541634473143415' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/6844541634473143415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/6844541634473143415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/2006/11/yes-i-do-still-exist.html' title='Yes I do still exist'/><author><name>Sader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02566072174729405800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://images.quizilla.com/M/missmisto2388/1059200069_ouquizsara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10860202.post-115915172152844467</id><published>2006-09-24T21:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T21:35:21.530-05:00</updated><title type='text'>(This Ain't) No Thinkin' Thing</title><content type='html'>Today's song of the day is (This Ain't) No Thinkin' Thing by Trace Adkins. I just love this song cause it totally describes the way relationships work, what's totally hilarious is that both my boyfriend and I tend to psychotically overanalyze stuff, which means we have TONS of misunderstandings, which are totally compounded by the fact that he's away a lot. at the moment he's in Oregon. He should be home this weekend, which is good cause I'm moving to Ft. Worth. Have a great one guys!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10860202-115915172152844467?l=thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.cowboylyrics.com/lyrics/adkins-trace/this-aint-no-thinkin-thing-2582.html' title='(This Ain&apos;t) No Thinkin&apos; Thing'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/feeds/115915172152844467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10860202&amp;postID=115915172152844467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/115915172152844467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/115915172152844467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/2006/09/this-aint-no-thinkin-thing.html' title='(This Ain&apos;t) No Thinkin&apos; Thing'/><author><name>Sader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02566072174729405800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://images.quizilla.com/M/missmisto2388/1059200069_ouquizsara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10860202.post-115915139367044717</id><published>2006-09-24T21:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T21:29:53.686-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Way I See It #161</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;One of America's most cherished political illusions is that we all recieve the same healthcare regardless of income. another is that we don't ration healthcare.  The reality is different.  A change is needed and we have the power to bring it about -- Dr. John Kitzhaber Former governor of Oregon and healthcare reform advocate. &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;I normally don't like doctors, but this one is really smart, today's healthcare leaves something to be desired, did you guys know I actually have to fill out a form to prove that medicare has to pay us for our care and that somenoe else isnt' responsible, that should tell you something about the willingness of these insurance companies to pay for our healthcare. I love my job but sometimes the lack of support we get for funding really blows, it's hard to do a good job when you can't get the right equipment. Well enough of my rant, I hope you are all having a wonderful day. Leave me a comment. I'd love to see a dialogue on this subject!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10860202-115915139367044717?l=thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/feeds/115915139367044717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10860202&amp;postID=115915139367044717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/115915139367044717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/115915139367044717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/2006/09/way-i-see-it-161.html' title='The Way I See It #161'/><author><name>Sader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02566072174729405800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://images.quizilla.com/M/missmisto2388/1059200069_ouquizsara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10860202.post-115716337818218414</id><published>2006-09-01T21:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T21:16:18.183-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Alabama</title><content type='html'>Today's song of the day is Alabama by Cross Canadian Ragweed. (And they are from Texas in case you were wondering) I just like this song, I've always found it interesting. Now ya'll have a great day!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10860202-115716337818218414?l=thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.cowboylyrics.com/lyrics/cross-canadian-ragweed/alabama-new-version-12658.html' title='Alabama'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/feeds/115716337818218414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10860202&amp;postID=115716337818218414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/115716337818218414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/115716337818218414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/2006/09/alabama.html' title='Alabama'/><author><name>Sader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02566072174729405800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://images.quizilla.com/M/missmisto2388/1059200069_ouquizsara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10860202.post-115716289806513971</id><published>2006-09-01T20:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T21:08:18.080-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Here we go again</title><content type='html'>Ok guys....here we go again....Sader has lost her ever loving mind and gone back to school. I'm currently taking Pharmacology. Sadly the undergrad edition. Yes I know I already have my bachelors in nursing but the people at UTA say I have to retake a few classes cause um it's either been too long since I had them or they were integrated into my program so I won't even be able to start this whole Masters gig till I get these things outta the way...so we're looking at a Summer '07 start on the Masters itself (assuming they even offer this stuff in the summer) In other news the boyfriend is out again...this trip he's back on September 8th. *sigh* It's a week from now, but it feels like longer...at least it's a payday...and hopefully I can get to a place where I actually have some spending money. I'm living off whatever I can find in the pantry currently. Mostly cause I have to pay for all this school and gas...you know getting a monthly mileage check instead of the weekly one has really hurt my income. At least It'll be mailed to the house. *sigh* And I already started the log for September of course, cause I saw 4 patients today...this is going to be interesting. They hired a new director of home health, which is AWESOME! Finally I don't have to explain everything to these people. (Cause there is still a lot of things I don't know, and I didn't like being the most knowledgeable person as far as home health...not good when you've only been doing said specialty for 5 months) The boyfriend is currently in Oklahoma...yes I know I'm being random, but see I just got this super nifty USB keyboard so I can actually type whatever I want without using the freaking on-screen keyboard, and that's totally COOL!! Now just for grins...someone please leave a comment and let me know that people actually read this thing...cause I'm seriously starting to wonder if anyone ever reads this. Alrighty have a great day everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10860202-115716289806513971?l=thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/feeds/115716289806513971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10860202&amp;postID=115716289806513971' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/115716289806513971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/115716289806513971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/2006/09/here-we-go-again.html' title='Here we go again'/><author><name>Sader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02566072174729405800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://images.quizilla.com/M/missmisto2388/1059200069_ouquizsara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10860202.post-115620878548778217</id><published>2006-08-21T20:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T20:06:25.486-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Wish</title><content type='html'>Today's song of the day is My Wish by Rascal Flatts, I just love the lyrics to this song.  I really do wish that all of the people I care about's dreams come true.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10860202-115620878548778217?l=thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://cowboylyrics.com/lyrics/rascal-flatts/my-wish-16928.html' title='My Wish'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/feeds/115620878548778217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10860202&amp;postID=115620878548778217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/115620878548778217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/115620878548778217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/2006/08/my-wish.html' title='My Wish'/><author><name>Sader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02566072174729405800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://images.quizilla.com/M/missmisto2388/1059200069_ouquizsara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10860202.post-115620850401341477</id><published>2006-08-21T19:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T20:01:44.033-05:00</updated><title type='text'>That Would be Bovine rather than Asinine</title><content type='html'>So before he left to drive all over the country my boyfriend and I were talking about random things...as we tend to do..and piercings came up...and I'm sure you all think I'm little miss preppy mcprep whose never done more than pierce my ears. You'd be wrong...but I'm sure you think that.  Anyway we were talking about that piercing through the center of the nose (you know the one that looks like a bull ring) and he made the comment that it was asinine. I said wouldn't that be bovine rather than asinine. So yeah...it made me laugh...and the important thing is that it made him laugh. I love his laugh. I miss him a ton and I'm trying not to give him too much of a hint...I don't want him to be afraid that I'll get too lonely without him....cause things like that scare him. I just want him to know that I'm not going anywhere...no matter what happens, and I just don't want to worry him when he has so much else going on. This time he should be back on the 8th. Yeah...in September. *sigh* I think we are going to spend the weekend moving. Well moving me...to Ft. Worth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10860202-115620850401341477?l=thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/feeds/115620850401341477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10860202&amp;postID=115620850401341477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/115620850401341477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/115620850401341477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/2006/08/that-would-be-bovine-rather-than.html' title='That Would be Bovine rather than Asinine'/><author><name>Sader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02566072174729405800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://images.quizilla.com/M/missmisto2388/1059200069_ouquizsara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10860202.post-115492196029987111</id><published>2006-08-06T22:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T22:39:20.300-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Loco</title><content type='html'>The song of the Day is Loco by David Lee Murphy. I don't know I've always liked this song...when it plays on the radio it makes me smile....I actually turn it up and sing along at the top of my lungs....and it was on today...so um yeah...lol. I'm losing my mind if ya'll hadn't noticed. *grin*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10860202-115492196029987111?l=thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://cowboylyrics.com/lyrics/murphy-david-lee/loco-14481.html' title='Loco'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/feeds/115492196029987111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10860202&amp;postID=115492196029987111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/115492196029987111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/115492196029987111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/2006/08/loco.html' title='Loco'/><author><name>Sader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02566072174729405800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://images.quizilla.com/M/missmisto2388/1059200069_ouquizsara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10860202.post-115492172092427262</id><published>2006-08-06T22:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T22:35:20.936-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost out of Books</title><content type='html'>So it's been 5 days since my boyfriend left on his two-week trip with work. That's right ladies and gentleman 5 days...In 5 days I've read two Wendy Corsi Staub books sent at least 100 text messages to him, and talked on the phone to him for at least 30 hours and gone nearly crazy everytime the guy down the streets friends drive by cause it sounds like his truck. I'm on my third and final Wendy Corsi Staub book...page 15...I'll probably finish it tomorrow. *sigh* I bought a US map so I can keep track of where he's been and where he is.  He is currently in Missouri. He is supposed to be home on the 18th...so we do plan on going to Cowboys that night if he gets back early enough. And I've found the hardest times for me are when I'm not busy. As long as I'm doing something I'm not going slowly insane...it's all the free time that's killing me....I'm ready for him to be home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10860202-115492172092427262?l=thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/feeds/115492172092427262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10860202&amp;postID=115492172092427262' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/115492172092427262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/115492172092427262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/2006/08/almost-out-of-books.html' title='Almost out of Books'/><author><name>Sader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02566072174729405800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://images.quizilla.com/M/missmisto2388/1059200069_ouquizsara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10860202.post-115455243664739607</id><published>2006-08-02T15:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T16:00:36.646-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bring It On Home</title><content type='html'>Today's song is the song that is really mine and my boyfriend's song...Bring It On Home by Little Big Town. He is always there for me, and I try to be there for him. Click the link...read the lyrics...enjoy the sappy sweetness!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10860202-115455243664739607?l=thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/littlebigtown/bringitonhome.html' title='Bring It On Home'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/feeds/115455243664739607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10860202&amp;postID=115455243664739607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/115455243664739607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/115455243664739607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/2006/08/bring-it-on-home.html' title='Bring It On Home'/><author><name>Sader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02566072174729405800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://images.quizilla.com/M/missmisto2388/1059200069_ouquizsara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10860202.post-115455190384677045</id><published>2006-08-02T15:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T15:51:43.866-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy August!</title><content type='html'>August seems to have brought a lot of change around here. I start a new job tomorrow, my boyfriend got switched from the local truck driving gig to an over the road gig (and is on his way to Ohio at the moment), and of course there is the whole starting school thing. *sigh* I think my sanity is about to let go of the leash it has on my life. It's been just a few hours since he left and I already miss him, work-a-holic here I come! (Busy minds can't think sad thoughts)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10860202-115455190384677045?l=thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/feeds/115455190384677045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10860202&amp;postID=115455190384677045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/115455190384677045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/115455190384677045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/2006/08/happy-august.html' title='Happy August!'/><author><name>Sader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02566072174729405800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://images.quizilla.com/M/missmisto2388/1059200069_ouquizsara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10860202.post-115395604958959653</id><published>2006-07-26T18:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T18:20:49.590-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just To See You Smile</title><content type='html'>Today's SOTD is "Just To See You Smile" by Tim McGraw. I've always really liked this song...and I'm in a happy go lucky kinda mood and it got picked! Have a great one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10860202-115395604958959653?l=thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://cowboylyrics.com/lyrics/mcgraw-tim/just-to-see-you-smile-7041.html' title='Just To See You Smile'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/feeds/115395604958959653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10860202&amp;postID=115395604958959653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/115395604958959653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/115395604958959653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/2006/07/just-to-see-you-smile.html' title='Just To See You Smile'/><author><name>Sader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02566072174729405800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://images.quizilla.com/M/missmisto2388/1059200069_ouquizsara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10860202.post-115395572961868776</id><published>2006-07-26T18:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T18:15:29.643-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Running Away to Join the Circus!</title><content type='html'>I seriously think the people who run the company I work for are morons. Point A: What kind of healthcare company doesn't offer health insurance? Point B: How freaking long does it take to hire people when you get at least 10 applications a week...seriously we've been short in two positions since I started and I keep getting the well I plan on hiring so many of blah blah position about both of them for the last three months from my boss....guess what....I'm not picking up your slack anymore....hire someone already...cause I'm turning in my notice either Friday or Monday! Yeah....Good Luck with finding someone new to put up with all the crap around there. And on another note it's sad cause I'm moving to Ft. Worth away from my favorite truck driver....*sulk*, but we shall still visit and he claims he's eventually moving too! (Very happy about that part) I had my drug screening and the first part of my two-step TB skin test this morning for the new job. Now I just gotta wait for results on the drug screen and I'm all in!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10860202-115395572961868776?l=thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/feeds/115395572961868776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10860202&amp;postID=115395572961868776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/115395572961868776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/115395572961868776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/2006/07/im-running-away-to-join-circus.html' title='I&apos;m Running Away to Join the Circus!'/><author><name>Sader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02566072174729405800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://images.quizilla.com/M/missmisto2388/1059200069_ouquizsara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10860202.post-115386759705048085</id><published>2006-07-25T17:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T17:46:37.073-05:00</updated><title type='text'>She's Not The Cheatin' Kind</title><content type='html'>Today's song of the Day is She's Not the Cheatin' Kind by Brooks and Dunn. I like this song cause it's a good description of me, especially after I got cheated on by my first fiancee....this is what I get for dating people who aren't from Texas...*sigh* Two bad fiancee's....lol. Just for everyone's knowledge my current boyfriend is indeed from Texas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10860202-115386759705048085?l=thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.cowboylyrics.com/lyrics/brooks-and-dunn/shes-not-the-cheatin-kind-4943.html' title='She&apos;s Not The Cheatin&apos; Kind'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/feeds/115386759705048085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10860202&amp;postID=115386759705048085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/115386759705048085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/115386759705048085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/2006/07/shes-not-cheatin-kind.html' title='She&apos;s Not The Cheatin&apos; Kind'/><author><name>Sader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02566072174729405800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://images.quizilla.com/M/missmisto2388/1059200069_ouquizsara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10860202.post-115386700658791745</id><published>2006-07-25T17:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T17:36:46.600-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop The World....I want to Get OFF!!</title><content type='html'>If my boss thinks I'm a miracle worker she has another thought coming...cause making me do all the freaking work is totally killing me, Thank goodness I almost have the new job in Fort Worth...cause seriously this stress is going to kill me. In other news me and the boyfriend are still doing super, which is good. He got a pair of cowboy boots on Saturday so we can go dancing again this weekend...and finally he'll be able to slide like he's supposed to. For his friends that read this..yes seriously I got him to buy cowboy boots...you can ask him. Hope you're all doing well this fine day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10860202-115386700658791745?l=thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/feeds/115386700658791745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10860202&amp;postID=115386700658791745' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/115386700658791745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/115386700658791745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/2006/07/stop-worldi-want-to-get-off.html' title='Stop The World....I want to Get OFF!!'/><author><name>Sader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02566072174729405800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://images.quizilla.com/M/missmisto2388/1059200069_ouquizsara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10860202.post-115336126158860162</id><published>2006-07-19T21:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T21:07:41.590-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Call Me Crazy</title><content type='html'>Today's song is by Lost Trailers I really like this song...hope ya'll have a good one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*song chosen due to the insanity I fell into today with all the STRESS!!!*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10860202-115336126158860162?l=thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://cowboylyrics.com/lyrics/lost-trailers/call-me-crazy-17010.html' title='Call Me Crazy'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/feeds/115336126158860162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10860202&amp;postID=115336126158860162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/115336126158860162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/115336126158860162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/2006/07/call-me-crazy.html' title='Call Me Crazy'/><author><name>Sader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02566072174729405800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://images.quizilla.com/M/missmisto2388/1059200069_ouquizsara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10860202.post-115336098950768136</id><published>2006-07-19T20:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T21:03:09.523-05:00</updated><title type='text'>An Open Letter to Women</title><content type='html'>Ok people keep telling me that us Women need to stick together or some such BS, so since I've spent most of my life being one of the guys here's a little advice for those of you who keep managing to run the Men in your life off:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don't be a Drama Queen...all this does is stress guys out (and me too on that note) They don't like it....SO STOP BITCHING ALREADY!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you break up with your guy for another guy and somehow manage to remain friends don't complain to him about the other guy....seriously, He couldn't care less how the guy you replaced him with is treating you...I mean it&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Guys like it when you dress up&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;They also like it when you tell them they look wonderful, especially if it's been a long day for them&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;They don't tend to listen when you complain....they want to solve your problem, if you want them just to listen, please tell them&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Also hints DONT work....guys are dense...you pretty much just have to be upfront with them, or at least use more than subtle hints&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And the most important thing I've learned is that sometimes no matter how well you think you know them, they can always surprise the hell outta you with something stupid they decide to do&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now ya'll have a good one.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10860202-115336098950768136?l=thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/feeds/115336098950768136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10860202&amp;postID=115336098950768136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/115336098950768136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/115336098950768136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/2006/07/open-letter-to-women.html' title='An Open Letter to Women'/><author><name>Sader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02566072174729405800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://images.quizilla.com/M/missmisto2388/1059200069_ouquizsara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10860202.post-115327138400185506</id><published>2006-07-18T20:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T20:09:44.003-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Love You</title><content type='html'>I dedicate this song to my ex-fiancee! I'm really stressed right now, and I just needed a snarky song of the day. Everything is all good now though cause my baby is here helping me to calm down!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10860202-115327138400185506?l=thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.cowboylyrics.com/lyrics/ingram-jack/love-you-17168.html' title='Love You'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/feeds/115327138400185506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10860202&amp;postID=115327138400185506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/115327138400185506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/115327138400185506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/2006/07/love-you.html' title='Love You'/><author><name>Sader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02566072174729405800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://images.quizilla.com/M/missmisto2388/1059200069_ouquizsara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10860202.post-115327113099629642</id><published>2006-07-18T20:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T20:05:31.020-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's SOO time for an update!</title><content type='html'>So new things in going on up here, might have a new job in Fort Worth...got a boyfriend...sorry to everyone else on the Short list....it's just that he's so wonderful....and I just feel like I've made the best decision I could, it was time to start dating again, and he was the best guy I could have asked for. We went two-stepping at Cowboys last Friday...he's really good...well now, he actually learned to two-step Friday. I think we're still in the happy blissful stage, but things are really good right now. I'm super happy right now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10860202-115327113099629642?l=thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/feeds/115327113099629642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10860202&amp;postID=115327113099629642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/115327113099629642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/115327113099629642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/2006/07/its-soo-time-for-update.html' title='It&apos;s SOO time for an update!'/><author><name>Sader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02566072174729405800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://images.quizilla.com/M/missmisto2388/1059200069_ouquizsara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10860202.post-115255654558295929</id><published>2006-07-10T13:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T13:35:45.603-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Give It Away</title><content type='html'>Today's song of the day is Give it Away by George Strait. I like this song, just cause I do...heck it's King George...everything he sings goes number one! LOL seriously I like this song, I don't really relate to it, but I just like the way it sounds, and the flow. I think it's a good song. Hope you're all having a better day then the guy in this song though!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10860202-115255654558295929?l=thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.cowboylyrics.com/lyrics/strait-george/give-it-away-17196.html' title='Give It Away'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/feeds/115255654558295929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10860202&amp;postID=115255654558295929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/115255654558295929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/115255654558295929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/2006/07/give-it-away.html' title='Give It Away'/><author><name>Sader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02566072174729405800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://images.quizilla.com/M/missmisto2388/1059200069_ouquizsara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10860202.post-115255630561581933</id><published>2006-07-10T13:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T13:31:45.616-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just because I love you all</title><content type='html'>So I saw one of my friends from high school last night and he complained that I didn't write long enough blogs, and for those of you keeping score at home they have gotten much shorter since I moved back to Dallas (which has a whole lot to do with the fact that the lower row and the space bar on my home computer totally don't type and I have to use the On-Screen Keyboard to type those letter, which is a pain so I just don't type much) Well on that note I decided to log in at work and update a bit and make it longer (since the keyboard here works and all that jazz) so not too much going on, I'm still everyone's shoulder for some reason, and while I like being there for people I'm starting to wonder if my high stress level has anything to do with the fact that I seem to be everyone's shoulder to cry on. Not that I won't happily do that for any of my friends it just seems kinda one-sided. I'm taking applications for someone to be MY shoulder to cry on...IM me or something, anyway hope everyone is having a great day...And just a question, is this long enough??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10860202-115255630561581933?l=thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/feeds/115255630561581933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10860202&amp;postID=115255630561581933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/115255630561581933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/115255630561581933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/2006/07/just-because-i-love-you-all.html' title='Just because I love you all'/><author><name>Sader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02566072174729405800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://images.quizilla.com/M/missmisto2388/1059200069_ouquizsara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10860202.post-115195252165976588</id><published>2006-07-03T13:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T13:48:41.673-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Ain't Always Beautiful</title><content type='html'>Today's song is Life Ain't Always Beautiful by Gary Allan. I love this song...it's a wonderful story of the facts of life. Such truth and much wonderfulness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10860202-115195252165976588?l=thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://coquet-shack.com/country_lyrics_AB/Allan_Gary/LifeAintAlwaysBeautiful.php' title='Life Ain&apos;t Always Beautiful'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/feeds/115195252165976588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10860202&amp;postID=115195252165976588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/115195252165976588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/115195252165976588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/2006/07/life-aint-always-beautiful.html' title='Life Ain&apos;t Always Beautiful'/><author><name>Sader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02566072174729405800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://images.quizilla.com/M/missmisto2388/1059200069_ouquizsara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10860202.post-115195187936028499</id><published>2006-07-03T13:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T13:37:59.360-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a small world</title><content type='html'>So people are finding me left and right...it's interesting, there are people I havn't heard from since High School....people I wondered whatever happened...and they keep finding me! So it's been fun to talk to these people who remember me when I hated tattoos and didn't want anything outside of helping people out...and now I'm inked and pierced...and I want to find some decompression time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10860202-115195187936028499?l=thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/feeds/115195187936028499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10860202&amp;postID=115195187936028499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/115195187936028499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/115195187936028499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/2006/07/its-small-world.html' title='It&apos;s a small world'/><author><name>Sader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02566072174729405800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://images.quizilla.com/M/missmisto2388/1059200069_ouquizsara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10860202.post-115008146285854965</id><published>2006-06-11T22:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T22:04:22.860-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Don't Know What She Said</title><content type='html'>This happens to me all the time in Texas...not know what people are saying cause it's not in English and I don't speak Spanish yet...but I've yet to get all excited by it...but then again I think we've established I'm not a guy...but Blaine Larson is cute so hey...it's a good song by a cute guy...totally awesome!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10860202-115008146285854965?l=thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://coquet-shack.com/country_lyrics_LM/Larsen/I-Dont-Know-What-She-Said.php' title='I Don&apos;t Know What She Said'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/feeds/115008146285854965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10860202&amp;postID=115008146285854965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/115008146285854965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/115008146285854965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-dont-know-what-she-said.html' title='I Don&apos;t Know What She Said'/><author><name>Sader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02566072174729405800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://images.quizilla.com/M/missmisto2388/1059200069_ouquizsara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10860202.post-115008126246074667</id><published>2006-06-11T21:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T11:16:16.620-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tell me I'm wrong...</title><content type='html'>You know that girl who had like 16 guy friends and 2 girl friends...I'm that girl. But I totally got the you're a tomboy brush off yesterday...now tell me I'm wrong but makeup..and fixing your hair isn't tomboy. So I can ride a horse and mow a lawn...heck I can use a hammer, and I love football and NASCAR. And Hockey when the Stars aren't sucking. I'm currently watching game two of the NBA Finals...GO MAVS!!!! And on that note I wear dresses and I was in the drill team...I can cook and I regularly wash my clothes and myself. I wear heels with jeans (it's a Texas thing ya'll wouldn't understand)I also wear heels with my skirts...I look sexy in a cowboy hat. (Really...it's a black felt...I may even wear it Friday night depending on my mood) I have maroon cowboy boots...and heels that look like flip flops. I'm not a tomboy, but neither am I a girly girl...I'm that happy inbetween that allows me to make friends with guys....but also to drive them a little loopy when they realize I have girly moments. Again..tell me if I'm wrong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10860202-115008126246074667?l=thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/feeds/115008126246074667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10860202&amp;postID=115008126246074667' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/115008126246074667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/115008126246074667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/2006/06/tell-me-im-wrong.html' title='Tell me I&apos;m wrong...'/><author><name>Sader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02566072174729405800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://images.quizilla.com/M/missmisto2388/1059200069_ouquizsara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10860202.post-114995556879270779</id><published>2006-06-10T11:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-10T11:06:08.793-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Drinkin' Bone</title><content type='html'>Today's song is Drinkin' Bone by Tracy Byrd. I really like this song...I think it's fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10860202-114995556879270779?l=thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://coquet-shack.com/country_lyrics_AB/Byrd_Tracy/Drinkin_Bone_2210.php' title='Drinkin&apos; Bone'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/feeds/114995556879270779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10860202&amp;postID=114995556879270779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/114995556879270779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/114995556879270779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/2006/06/drinkin-bone.html' title='Drinkin&apos; Bone'/><author><name>Sader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02566072174729405800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://images.quizilla.com/M/missmisto2388/1059200069_ouquizsara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10860202.post-114995525509852349</id><published>2006-06-10T10:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-10T11:00:55.100-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I finally got my car!</title><content type='html'>So I was gunna post a picture of my car here but blogger doesn't want to...it's a Blue Pontiac Vibe. I love it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10860202-114995525509852349?l=thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/feeds/114995525509852349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10860202&amp;postID=114995525509852349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/114995525509852349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/114995525509852349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-finally-got-my-car.html' title='I finally got my car!'/><author><name>Sader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02566072174729405800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://images.quizilla.com/M/missmisto2388/1059200069_ouquizsara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10860202.post-114972897669138106</id><published>2006-06-07T20:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T20:25:55.596-05:00</updated><title type='text'>On Again Tonight</title><content type='html'>I like this song...I like Trent Willmon....score  number two for the "Beer Man" on this song....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10860202-114972897669138106?l=thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://coquet-shack.com/country_lyrics_VWY/Willmon/On-Again-Tonight.php' title='On Again Tonight'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/feeds/114972897669138106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10860202&amp;postID=114972897669138106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/114972897669138106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/114972897669138106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/2006/06/on-again-tonight.html' title='On Again Tonight'/><author><name>Sader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02566072174729405800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://images.quizilla.com/M/missmisto2388/1059200069_ouquizsara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10860202.post-114972861792823242</id><published>2006-06-07T20:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T20:03:37.930-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So I picked a car</title><content type='html'>Went to the doctor this morning...I cracked a rib...then went downtown and proved I had a drivers licence...then I talked to the car guy again...I'm picking up my new car tomorrow. So here's to new beginnings...I see a beautiful blue Pontiac Vibe in mine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10860202-114972861792823242?l=thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/feeds/114972861792823242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10860202&amp;postID=114972861792823242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/114972861792823242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/114972861792823242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/2006/06/so-i-picked-car.html' title='So I picked a car'/><author><name>Sader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02566072174729405800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://images.quizilla.com/M/missmisto2388/1059200069_ouquizsara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10860202.post-114964423296316515</id><published>2006-06-06T20:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T20:37:12.963-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Why Why</title><content type='html'>I love this song...Go Billy Currington...it's such an awesome song...more power to the little guy..(since he's all new and stuff) I really like this song. Enjoy...hope you all had a better day than I've had...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10860202-114964423296316515?l=thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://coquet-shack.com/country_lyrics_CD/Currington/WhyWhyWHy.php' title='Why Why Why'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/feeds/114964423296316515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10860202&amp;postID=114964423296316515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/114964423296316515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/114964423296316515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/2006/06/why-why-why.html' title='Why Why Why'/><author><name>Sader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02566072174729405800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://images.quizilla.com/M/missmisto2388/1059200069_ouquizsara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10860202.post-114964407216813237</id><published>2006-06-06T20:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T20:34:32.170-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And Now the Pain...</title><content type='html'>I think I cracked a rib yesterday...seriously. I'm even going to the Doctor for X-rays..that and I hurt like all freaking hell and can't really work anyway...PAIN MEDS PLEASE!!! Presciption Motrin or something. Anyway test drove a Vibe today...awesome car...very comfy...super gas mileage...we're talking 29 City 34 Highway...for an SUV!!! Yeah, I totally want this car.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10860202-114964407216813237?l=thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/feeds/114964407216813237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10860202&amp;postID=114964407216813237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/114964407216813237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/114964407216813237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/2006/06/and-now-pain.html' title='And Now the Pain...'/><author><name>Sader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02566072174729405800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://images.quizilla.com/M/missmisto2388/1059200069_ouquizsara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10860202.post-114956057018217895</id><published>2006-06-05T21:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T21:22:50.183-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Every Time I Hear Your Name</title><content type='html'>Well this would be a super song for certain people if I still had the little red sports car *cough*Airline dude*cough* But yeah I totaled that today...so now it's just a cool song by Keith Anderson.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10860202-114956057018217895?l=thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://coquet-shack.com/country_lyrics_AB/Anderson_Keith/Every_Time_I_Hear_Your_Name_50160.php' title='Every Time I Hear Your Name'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/feeds/114956057018217895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10860202&amp;postID=114956057018217895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/114956057018217895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/114956057018217895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/2006/06/every-time-i-hear-your-name.html' title='Every Time I Hear Your Name'/><author><name>Sader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02566072174729405800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://images.quizilla.com/M/missmisto2388/1059200069_ouquizsara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10860202.post-114956034021951671</id><published>2006-06-05T21:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T10:57:29.380-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Car Saga Ends...I think</title><content type='html'>So the car was totaled today...you know metal always wins...that's what I get for being in a plastic sunfire and getting hit by a 1983 pickup....*sigh* I'm ok...just REALLY REALLY sore. But now I have to find the money for a new car....*grr*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10860202-114956034021951671?l=thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/feeds/114956034021951671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10860202&amp;postID=114956034021951671' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/114956034021951671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/114956034021951671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/2006/06/car-saga-endsi-think.html' title='The Car Saga Ends...I think'/><author><name>Sader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02566072174729405800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://images.quizilla.com/M/missmisto2388/1059200069_ouquizsara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10860202.post-114920558509924212</id><published>2006-06-01T18:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T18:46:25.100-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Texas</title><content type='html'>I love this song. Go George Strait. Oh...just read the lyrics I can't wax poetic here because this song is just TOO good for that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10860202-114920558509924212?l=thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.coquet-shack.com/country_lyrics_STU/Strait_George/Texas_50235.php' title='Texas'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/feeds/114920558509924212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10860202&amp;postID=114920558509924212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/114920558509924212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/114920558509924212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/2006/06/texas.html' title='Texas'/><author><name>Sader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02566072174729405800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://images.quizilla.com/M/missmisto2388/1059200069_ouquizsara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10860202.post-114920527508857991</id><published>2006-06-01T18:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T18:41:15.090-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And the world rolls on</title><content type='html'>I was insanly busy today at work...5 patients on top of my office workload...it should have been six, but one wasn't home....and I think I have seven scheduled tomorrow. *sigh* I need a vacation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10860202-114920527508857991?l=thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/feeds/114920527508857991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10860202&amp;postID=114920527508857991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/114920527508857991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/114920527508857991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/2006/06/and-world-rolls-on.html' title='And the world rolls on'/><author><name>Sader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02566072174729405800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://images.quizilla.com/M/missmisto2388/1059200069_ouquizsara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10860202.post-114912020065657879</id><published>2006-05-31T18:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T19:03:20.656-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Summertime</title><content type='html'>I really like this song...it's fun, upbeat and Hey it's got YooHoo the drink in it...how cool is that? It's Summertime by Kenny Chesney. Lets hear it for the next Jimmy Buffett and The Academy of Country Music's 2006 Entertainer of the Year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10860202-114912020065657879?l=thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.coquet-shack.com/country_lyrics_CD/Chesney/Summertime.php' title='Summertime'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/feeds/114912020065657879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10860202&amp;postID=114912020065657879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/114912020065657879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/114912020065657879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/2006/05/summertime.html' title='Summertime'/><author><name>Sader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02566072174729405800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://images.quizilla.com/M/missmisto2388/1059200069_ouquizsara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10860202.post-114911983456288586</id><published>2006-05-31T18:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T18:57:14.563-05:00</updated><title type='text'>X-Men: The Last Stand</title><content type='html'>I saw X-Men III last night...it was really good. I'm glad I saw it...just in case you havn't I'm listing no spoilers...just wanted all to know it was an action packed awsome movie...don't forget to watch for Stan Lee's scene. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10860202-114911983456288586?l=thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.x-menthelaststand.com/' title='X-Men: The Last Stand'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/feeds/114911983456288586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10860202&amp;postID=114911983456288586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/114911983456288586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/114911983456288586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/2006/05/x-men-last-stand.html' title='X-Men: The Last Stand'/><author><name>Sader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02566072174729405800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://images.quizilla.com/M/missmisto2388/1059200069_ouquizsara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10860202.post-114894321277382212</id><published>2006-05-29T17:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T14:01:15.720-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What She's Doin' Now</title><content type='html'>I've been listening to country music for almost 5 years now...and everytime I hear this song I think of the same guy....and even after everything that happened this weekend when I heard this song as I was driving home I didn't think of the guy I thought I would be I thought of the guy who I've always thought of when I heard this song....and I do still wonder what he's doing now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's song of the day has  been What She's Doin' Now by Garth Brooks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10860202-114894321277382212?l=thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.cowboylyrics.com/lyrics/brooks-garth/what-shes-doing-now-5013.html' title='What She&apos;s Doin&apos; Now'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/feeds/114894321277382212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10860202&amp;postID=114894321277382212' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/114894321277382212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/114894321277382212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/2006/05/what-shes-doin-now.html' title='What She&apos;s Doin&apos; Now'/><author><name>Sader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02566072174729405800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://images.quizilla.com/M/missmisto2388/1059200069_ouquizsara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10860202.post-114894288467986990</id><published>2006-05-29T17:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T17:48:04.680-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's spinning so fast I'm dizzy</title><content type='html'>Had a random breakdown this weekend....I so hate it when that happens...of course to make things totally worse I was hanging with one of my friends at the time....*sigh* I've always been the strong one...the person everyone goes to when they need a shoulder to cry on...I'm the pillar...I hate it when I break and someone sees it...it's bad enough to cry for an hour when you're alone but when someone else is there...and they are part of the reason you're crying it makes things WAY worse. At least this won't happen again for a long while.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10860202-114894288467986990?l=thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/feeds/114894288467986990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10860202&amp;postID=114894288467986990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/114894288467986990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/114894288467986990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/2006/05/its-spinning-so-fast-im-dizzy.html' title='It&apos;s spinning so fast I&apos;m dizzy'/><author><name>Sader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02566072174729405800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://images.quizilla.com/M/missmisto2388/1059200069_ouquizsara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10860202.post-114882606673909846</id><published>2006-05-28T09:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T09:25:38.086-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Do You Want Fries With That?</title><content type='html'>This song is so funny....I actually had to listen to it all the way through last night before I turned the car off. I really love this song...another McGraw hit...it's just sarcastic enough to make you think and it's such a snippy song and we all know I love snippy and sarcastic. Anyway it's a wonderful song...Do You Want Fries With That? by Tim McGraw.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10860202-114882606673909846?l=thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.coquet-shack.com/country_lyrics_LM/McGraw/Do_You_Want_Fries_With_That_50076.php' title='Do You Want Fries With That?'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/feeds/114882606673909846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10860202&amp;postID=114882606673909846' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/114882606673909846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/114882606673909846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/2006/05/do-you-want-fries-with-that.html' title='Do You Want Fries With That?'/><author><name>Sader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02566072174729405800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://images.quizilla.com/M/missmisto2388/1059200069_ouquizsara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10860202.post-114882583920735641</id><published>2006-05-28T09:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T09:17:19.210-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Long Weekend</title><content type='html'>So it's Memorial Day weekend for those of you who managed to miss that little tidbit of information. I of course have Monday off like 90% of the rest of the world. Anyway I decided that it would be a good idea to get out of my house so now I'm hanging with a friend for the weekend and it's decidly like being back with the ex..what with all the video games and I'm not sure exactly how I feel about that right now. On the much brighter side there is no harping about what I need or need not to do. *Deep Breath* At least the grandmother can't get all bossy here...it's nice to be allowed my own decisions.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10860202-114882583920735641?l=thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/feeds/114882583920735641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10860202&amp;postID=114882583920735641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/114882583920735641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/114882583920735641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/2006/05/another-long-weekend.html' title='Another Long Weekend'/><author><name>Sader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02566072174729405800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://images.quizilla.com/M/missmisto2388/1059200069_ouquizsara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10860202.post-114842876392911932</id><published>2006-05-23T18:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T18:59:23.930-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Texas When I Die</title><content type='html'>I heard this song today. I so love this song. Have a good one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10860202-114842876392911932?l=thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.coquet-shack.com/country_lyrics_STU/Tucker_Tanya/Texas_When_I_Die_0970.php' title='Texas When I Die'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/feeds/114842876392911932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10860202&amp;postID=114842876392911932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/114842876392911932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/114842876392911932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/2006/05/texas-when-i-die.html' title='Texas When I Die'/><author><name>Sader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02566072174729405800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://images.quizilla.com/M/missmisto2388/1059200069_ouquizsara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10860202.post-114842860151929391</id><published>2006-05-23T18:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T18:56:41.520-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Officially Scared</title><content type='html'>So uh I have this friend who likes me, which is all fine and good except he is getting like PSYCHO possesive. He acts like I'm ignoring him if I don't say anything online for a couple of minutes....I'm like HELLO I'm allowed to do other things. *sigh* Not to mention the reaction if I even think about talking about another guy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10860202-114842860151929391?l=thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/feeds/114842860151929391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10860202&amp;postID=114842860151929391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/114842860151929391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/114842860151929391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/2006/05/im-officially-scared.html' title='I&apos;m Officially Scared'/><author><name>Sader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02566072174729405800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://images.quizilla.com/M/missmisto2388/1059200069_ouquizsara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10860202.post-114834163752723686</id><published>2006-05-22T18:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T18:47:17.526-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Swing</title><content type='html'>Heard this song over the weekend and I thought it was hilarious. Enjoy....it's another Trace Adkins hit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10860202-114834163752723686?l=thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.coquet-shack.com/country_lyrics_AB/Adkins/Swing.php' title='Swing'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/feeds/114834163752723686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10860202&amp;postID=114834163752723686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/114834163752723686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10860202/posts/default/114834163752723686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromamuddledmind.blogspot.com/2006/05/swing.html' title='Swing'/><author><name>Sader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02566072174729405800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://images.quizilla.com/M/missmisto2388/1059200069_ouquizsara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
