<?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-6013470</id><updated>2011-08-11T08:32:32.950-05:00</updated><title type='text'>mental wanderings through time and space</title><subtitle type='html'>life. as it goes or...as i see it.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01445601051263305054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ACMEg0j-t6Y/TTIixqlS1_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/cXDdFgwVCS4/S220/CIMG0209.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>80</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013470.post-113763833821541358</id><published>2006-01-18T20:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T20:38:58.220-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my new hair cut/color </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/113763833821541358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6013470&amp;postID=113763833821541358' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/113763833821541358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/113763833821541358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/2006/01/my-new-hair-cutcolor.html' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01445601051263305054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ACMEg0j-t6Y/TTIixqlS1_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/cXDdFgwVCS4/S220/CIMG0209.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013470.post-113582034503470262</id><published>2005-12-28T19:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T19:59:34.536-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>me and my sister on the long island railroad in nyc! My family spent Christmas in New York, on Long Island where my bro is living now. I haven't written in this blog for a very long time. Stuff happens, continues to happen. I feel uninspired to write. I am now living in Michigan, and took a job in a hospital here. I will be learning all about cardiac nursing since I will be working on a med/surg </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/113582034503470262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6013470&amp;postID=113582034503470262' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/113582034503470262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/113582034503470262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/2005/12/me-and-my-sister-on-long-island.html' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01445601051263305054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ACMEg0j-t6Y/TTIixqlS1_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/cXDdFgwVCS4/S220/CIMG0209.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013470.post-112800513374409313</id><published>2005-09-29T09:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T17:43:02.720-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Looking Glass Falls, Ashville N.C. with my crazy dude Kris </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/112800513374409313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6013470&amp;postID=112800513374409313' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/112800513374409313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/112800513374409313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/2005/09/looking-glass-falls-ashville-n.html' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01445601051263305054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ACMEg0j-t6Y/TTIixqlS1_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/cXDdFgwVCS4/S220/CIMG0209.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013470.post-112644158018270980</id><published>2005-09-11T07:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T07:26:20.186-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>alligator catching in the amazonas:) </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/112644158018270980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6013470&amp;postID=112644158018270980' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/112644158018270980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/112644158018270980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/2005/09/alligator-catching-in-amazonas.html' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01445601051263305054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ACMEg0j-t6Y/TTIixqlS1_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/cXDdFgwVCS4/S220/CIMG0209.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013470.post-112644137948425471</id><published>2005-09-11T07:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T07:22:59.490-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>view from our veranda-paraty brasil </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/112644137948425471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6013470&amp;postID=112644137948425471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/112644137948425471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/112644137948425471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/2005/09/view-from-our-veranda-paraty-brasil.html' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01445601051263305054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ACMEg0j-t6Y/TTIixqlS1_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/cXDdFgwVCS4/S220/CIMG0209.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013470.post-112431976336649524</id><published>2005-08-17T18:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T18:02:43.370-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Cape Hatteras Lighthouse, Outer Banks, NC </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/112431976336649524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6013470&amp;postID=112431976336649524' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/112431976336649524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/112431976336649524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/2005/08/cape-hatteras-lighthouse-outer-banks.html' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01445601051263305054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ACMEg0j-t6Y/TTIixqlS1_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/cXDdFgwVCS4/S220/CIMG0209.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013470.post-112363355092644702</id><published>2005-08-09T19:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T19:25:50.926-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> You are Don Juan From "Don Juan De Marco."Woobaby! You are Don Juan - dark and handsome, and the world's greatest lover. Some people find you to be a bit insane (or is that insanely sexy?). While you may not be playing with all 52 cards, don't let that get you down - you're a true romantic at heart.Take The Johnny Depp Quiz!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/112363355092644702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6013470&amp;postID=112363355092644702' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/112363355092644702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/112363355092644702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/2005/08/you-are-don-juan-from-woobaby-you-are.html' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01445601051263305054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ACMEg0j-t6Y/TTIixqlS1_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/cXDdFgwVCS4/S220/CIMG0209.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013470.post-112363182503061364</id><published>2005-08-09T18:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T18:57:05.036-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>NYC skyline through bridge railing </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/112363182503061364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6013470&amp;postID=112363182503061364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/112363182503061364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/112363182503061364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/2005/08/nyc-skyline-through-bridge-railing.html' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01445601051263305054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ACMEg0j-t6Y/TTIixqlS1_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/cXDdFgwVCS4/S220/CIMG0209.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013470.post-112337798311701872</id><published>2005-08-06T20:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-06T20:28:52.623-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Humanity is a blight upon this earth!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/112337798311701872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6013470&amp;postID=112337798311701872' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/112337798311701872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/112337798311701872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/2005/08/humanity-is-blight-upon-this-earth.html' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01445601051263305054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ACMEg0j-t6Y/TTIixqlS1_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/cXDdFgwVCS4/S220/CIMG0209.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013470.post-112329161179331479</id><published>2005-08-05T20:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-05T20:26:51.796-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>potted flower </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/112329161179331479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6013470&amp;postID=112329161179331479' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/112329161179331479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/112329161179331479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/2005/08/potted-flower.html' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01445601051263305054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ACMEg0j-t6Y/TTIixqlS1_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/cXDdFgwVCS4/S220/CIMG0209.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013470.post-112235871392070391</id><published>2005-07-26T00:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T17:01:59.710-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I just finished watching "Les Choristes". I have owned the soundtrack for many months now after discovering it at Barnes and Noble. It is a French movie so it has subtitles (never a problem for me as I grew up watching foreign subtitled movies). I know that many poeple don't like watching a movie with subtitles cause it means they have to read. And of course it does mean that your mind has to be </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/112235871392070391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6013470&amp;postID=112235871392070391' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/112235871392070391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/112235871392070391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-just-finished-watching-les-choristes.html' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01445601051263305054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ACMEg0j-t6Y/TTIixqlS1_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/cXDdFgwVCS4/S220/CIMG0209.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013470.post-112112509321510996</id><published>2005-07-11T18:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T20:16:25.666-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Here is a trustworthy saying that deservesfull acceptance: Christ Jesus came into theworld to save sinners--of whom I am theworst. But for that very reason I was shownmercy so that in me, the worst of sinners,Christ Jesus might display his unlimited patienceas an example for those who would believe on himand receive eternal life.Now to the King eternal, immortal, invisible, the only God,be honor </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/112112509321510996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6013470&amp;postID=112112509321510996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/112112509321510996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/112112509321510996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/2005/07/here-is-trustworthy-saying-that.html' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01445601051263305054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ACMEg0j-t6Y/TTIixqlS1_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/cXDdFgwVCS4/S220/CIMG0209.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013470.post-112112403475525385</id><published>2005-07-11T17:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T20:15:31.370-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>reflecting on friendshippast, present and future.purest joy, deepest heartache.why do peoples lives have totake seperate paths?why can't we always go onsharing everything?why must things change?why must we grow up?missing the presence of allthose who are a part of me,my heart aches.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/112112403475525385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6013470&amp;postID=112112403475525385' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/112112403475525385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/112112403475525385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/2005/07/reflecting-on-friendship-past-present.html' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01445601051263305054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ACMEg0j-t6Y/TTIixqlS1_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/cXDdFgwVCS4/S220/CIMG0209.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013470.post-111879678645180419</id><published>2005-06-14T19:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T20:14:16.073-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The good old Atlantic! I took a trip to the beach today. My first time there since I have moved here. There is always something so refreshing about going to the beach. I often wish that I had grown up near the water. There is a whole realm of recreation and a whole different lifestyle that goes along with coastal life. I am envious too of having the ability to just go have a quick dip in the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111879678645180419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6013470&amp;postID=111879678645180419' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/111879678645180419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/111879678645180419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/2005/06/good-old-atlantic-i-took-trip-to-beach.html' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01445601051263305054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ACMEg0j-t6Y/TTIixqlS1_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/cXDdFgwVCS4/S220/CIMG0209.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013470.post-111715911719523892</id><published>2005-05-26T20:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T20:58:37.200-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>just a few words now. I am getting ready to go to bed soon. I work tomorrow and the next 4 days after. I am not looking forward to it in the least. Though I really shouldn't complain, it isn't that bad. I will just be tired of waking up so early so many days in a row. After that I will hit the road heading for good old PA! 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It was very nice. Not too cityish, but not just town either. I suppose that I might compare it somewhat in feeling to Austin. Though I think it is not quite as big. Anyway, I went to the capitol building and explored around through there. Went to the Natural Science </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111678795731434363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6013470&amp;postID=111678795731434363' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/111678795731434363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/111678795731434363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/2005/05/capitol-building-raleigh-nc-i-spent.html' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01445601051263305054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ACMEg0j-t6Y/TTIixqlS1_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/cXDdFgwVCS4/S220/CIMG0209.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013470.post-111636753738441312</id><published>2005-05-17T17:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T17:55:55.356-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My new baby! So this is my newest investment. The picture does not even do her justice, but it will serve to give you all an idea of what she looks like.  It is a joy to drive her around and I can't help but get a smile on my face whenever I walk out the door and see her there. I even get happy when it is time for me to go to work because I know that I will get to drive her. Pretty crazy eh.  Yes</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111636753738441312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6013470&amp;postID=111636753738441312' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/111636753738441312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/111636753738441312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/2005/05/my-new-baby-so-this-is-my-newest.html' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01445601051263305054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ACMEg0j-t6Y/TTIixqlS1_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/cXDdFgwVCS4/S220/CIMG0209.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013470.post-111550351511529688</id><published>2005-05-07T16:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-07T17:09:25.673-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>AdaptationSo the days go by. I am enjoying myself, but I don't quite know what to do with myself all alone here. There is SO much to do, but I have always been one to enjoy something more if I have someone else with me to talk to, etc. Oh well. I looked at a VW Jetta today. 2004 silver, 5 speed. It is a very nice car. They were so nice to me at the dealership, and they even let me bring it home </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111550351511529688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6013470&amp;postID=111550351511529688' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/111550351511529688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/111550351511529688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/2005/05/adaptation-so-days-go-by.html' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01445601051263305054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ACMEg0j-t6Y/TTIixqlS1_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/cXDdFgwVCS4/S220/CIMG0209.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013470.post-111491205116316975</id><published>2005-04-30T19:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-30T20:47:31.166-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Raleigh North Carolina at last! While the initial introduction to it has not been the greatest, I definitely think that it has a lot to offer and I am SO excited for the opportunity to explore the area. When I arrived in Raleigh my first obsticle was that mapquest had said to turn the wrong way on one of the streets and so had me wandering around lost for a little while trying to figure out what </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111491205116316975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6013470&amp;postID=111491205116316975' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/111491205116316975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/111491205116316975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/2005/04/raleigh-north-carolina-at-last-while.html' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01445601051263305054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ACMEg0j-t6Y/TTIixqlS1_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/cXDdFgwVCS4/S220/CIMG0209.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013470.post-111465425867315846</id><published>2005-04-27T21:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T21:10:58.673-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i will be on the road tomorrow. i am nearly all packed now, but still have all the little crap that i don't know what to do with to take care of. i am so beat.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111465425867315846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6013470&amp;postID=111465425867315846' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/111465425867315846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/111465425867315846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-will-be-on-road-tomorrow.html' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01445601051263305054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ACMEg0j-t6Y/TTIixqlS1_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/cXDdFgwVCS4/S220/CIMG0209.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013470.post-111397684463422360</id><published>2005-04-20T00:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T10:42:58.233-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the time just flies and i am about to embark on a whole new adventure. my excitement is great, but as the time draws near a small bit of dread is creeping in to my mood. this never fails to happen and is always a precurser to the unknown. i am generally happy with the changes i choose to make, but that small doubt lingers deep within, wondering...is this a mistake? I am going to a place where i </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111397684463422360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6013470&amp;postID=111397684463422360' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/111397684463422360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/111397684463422360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/2005/04/time-just-flies-and-i-am-about-to.html' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01445601051263305054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ACMEg0j-t6Y/TTIixqlS1_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/cXDdFgwVCS4/S220/CIMG0209.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013470.post-111328439560328541</id><published>2005-04-12T00:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T11:01:36.980-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so plans have changed since last i wrote. i heard from several different hospitals since and the direction that things are now taking is that i will be going to Raleigh NC, to take a med/surg position at a hospital at the Central Prison there. Quite exciting to me really. I am interested in the change of scenery and the change of patient type. It is an all male prison and from what i understand </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111328439560328541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6013470&amp;postID=111328439560328541' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/111328439560328541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/111328439560328541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/2005/04/so-plans-have-changed-since-last-i.html' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01445601051263305054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ACMEg0j-t6Y/TTIixqlS1_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/cXDdFgwVCS4/S220/CIMG0209.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013470.post-111280077848215118</id><published>2005-04-06T10:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T10:24:43.556-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wow, so i just got home from work not long ago. the world feels full of promise. the weather outside has that fresh, new life, feeling of spring(not to the extent that you get up north...where it just so overwhelmingly bursts out everywhere, but still that freshness), the birds singing. I have three days off now, so my spirits are high, for that reason, but also because a hospital called me last </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111280077848215118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6013470&amp;postID=111280077848215118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/111280077848215118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/111280077848215118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/2005/04/wow-so-i-just-got-home-from-work-not.html' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01445601051263305054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ACMEg0j-t6Y/TTIixqlS1_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/cXDdFgwVCS4/S220/CIMG0209.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013470.post-111230728722468656</id><published>2005-03-31T15:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T16:14:47.226-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>whenever i have to go to work i think of all these things that i would like to be doing instead, but then on my days off, i just fritter and waste the days away and never feel like doing any of the things that i had been wishing i could do while at work.  it is a beautiful day and i have managed to at least accomplish a couple of things. i washed my car, the dirty dishes, attempted to put </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111230728722468656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6013470&amp;postID=111230728722468656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/111230728722468656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/111230728722468656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/2005/03/whenever-i-have-to-go-to-work-i-think.html' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01445601051263305054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ACMEg0j-t6Y/TTIixqlS1_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/cXDdFgwVCS4/S220/CIMG0209.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013470.post-111213785183893186</id><published>2005-03-29T16:27:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-29T17:27:10.796-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i saw Hotel Rwanda last night with one of my friends. what a disturbing, horrifying movie. so unbelievable how cold people can be. it was certainly eye opening. the part that really gets to me is when Paul says to the photo journalist guy(re: the footage of people being massacred) how can anyone see this and not help us. and the journalist replies that likely all that will happen is they will say</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111213785183893186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6013470&amp;postID=111213785183893186' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/111213785183893186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/111213785183893186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-saw-hotel-rwanda-last-ni_111213785183893186.html' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01445601051263305054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ACMEg0j-t6Y/TTIixqlS1_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/cXDdFgwVCS4/S220/CIMG0209.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013470.post-111202123349545317</id><published>2005-03-28T08:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T08:50:35.546-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Emily and Sarah's adventure in Big Bend the adventure was a success and Big Bend was incredible. There are so many different kinds of beauty in the world. Big Bend is certainly beautiful and awe inspiring despite the fact that it is a desolate and arid wilderness. The weather was amazing and we didn't escape without sunburns. The sun is unmerciful and there is really nowhere to go to escape it. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111202123349545317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6013470&amp;postID=111202123349545317' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/111202123349545317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/111202123349545317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/2005/03/emily-and-sarahs-adventure-in-big-bend_28.html' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01445601051263305054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ACMEg0j-t6Y/TTIixqlS1_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/cXDdFgwVCS4/S220/CIMG0209.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013470.post-111166361491638293</id><published>2005-03-24T05:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T05:26:54.916-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so my sister is here to visit and we had these grand plans to go camping in Big Bend National Park. as fate would have it, this is the busiest season of the year and all the campgrounds there are full. Not only that, all the other campgrounds around in Texas are full. would you believe it. man, i am so bummed out. we decided that we are going to have an adventure anyway, and we are gonna drive </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111166361491638293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6013470&amp;postID=111166361491638293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/111166361491638293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/111166361491638293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/2005/03/so-my-sister-is-here-to-visit-and-we.html' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01445601051263305054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ACMEg0j-t6Y/TTIixqlS1_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/cXDdFgwVCS4/S220/CIMG0209.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013470.post-111135037031068078</id><published>2005-03-20T14:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-20T14:26:10.310-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>awesome! so i guess that it just takes this thing a little time to change the actual template that i look at when i sign in to my blog.  it is changed now. i am so excited.  i hope you all like it.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111135037031068078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6013470&amp;postID=111135037031068078' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/111135037031068078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/111135037031068078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/2005/03/awesome-so-i-guess-that-it-just-takes.html' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01445601051263305054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ACMEg0j-t6Y/TTIixqlS1_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/cXDdFgwVCS4/S220/CIMG0209.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013470.post-111131118609621484</id><published>2005-03-20T03:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-20T03:33:06.096-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so i just tried to change my template and i am not quite sure what happened because now if i view my blog by going to the web address, it is changed, but if i sign in to it, it it still the same as before. how wierd. I am not sure what is going on</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111131118609621484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6013470&amp;postID=111131118609621484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/111131118609621484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/111131118609621484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/2005/03/so-i-just-tried-to-change-my-template.html' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01445601051263305054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ACMEg0j-t6Y/TTIixqlS1_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/cXDdFgwVCS4/S220/CIMG0209.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013470.post-111130774382333451</id><published>2005-03-20T02:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-20T03:28:24.670-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sitting here alone in the quiet again. i have had a relaxing day, doing nothing really. i do too much of nothing. i need to really plan and get busy accomplishing things in preparation for moving. I am such a procrastinator. i could do so much better for myself if i were only motivated. instead i can spend a whole day messing around with my music cd's, trying to make the perfect mix, but in doing</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111130774382333451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6013470&amp;postID=111130774382333451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/111130774382333451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/111130774382333451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/2005/03/sitting-here-alone-in-quiet-again.html' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01445601051263305054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ACMEg0j-t6Y/TTIixqlS1_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/cXDdFgwVCS4/S220/CIMG0209.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013470.post-111086914754834178</id><published>2005-03-15T00:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-15T00:50:28.066-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I just finished reading through all my previous entries and I was thinking how neat it is to be taken back to where i was at the particular time i wrote each entry and i decided that i need to write in this thing more often. I am terribly disappointed at the same time because i realized that all the comments i had from people to my postings are all somehow mysteriously gone. Totally vanished. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111086914754834178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6013470&amp;postID=111086914754834178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/111086914754834178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/111086914754834178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-just-finished-reading-through-all-my.html' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01445601051263305054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ACMEg0j-t6Y/TTIixqlS1_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/cXDdFgwVCS4/S220/CIMG0209.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013470.post-110996024780112863</id><published>2005-03-04T12:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-04T12:17:27.800-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>pulling the Bulgarian out of the cave </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/110996024780112863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6013470&amp;postID=110996024780112863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/110996024780112863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/110996024780112863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/2005/03/pulling-bulgarian-out-of-cave.html' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01445601051263305054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ACMEg0j-t6Y/TTIixqlS1_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/cXDdFgwVCS4/S220/CIMG0209.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013470.post-110534219661492343</id><published>2005-01-10T01:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-10T01:29:56.616-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the thing is that for a long time now i guess that either i haven't had anything really worth writing about or i just haven't been inspired to write.  i am going to make a lame attempt at at least posting something because otherwise what is the use of me having this blog, and i just keep thinking of the poor friends that still faithful come checking to see if maybe, just possibly i might have </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/110534219661492343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6013470&amp;postID=110534219661492343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/110534219661492343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/110534219661492343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/2005/01/thing-is-that-for-long-time-now-i.html' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01445601051263305054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ACMEg0j-t6Y/TTIixqlS1_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/cXDdFgwVCS4/S220/CIMG0209.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013470.post-108827554474463701</id><published>2004-06-26T13:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-26T13:45:44.746-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>no i am not dead for those of you wondering. I am as much alive as ever. Everyone who reads this already knows that I was in Europe for two weeks, approximately two weeks ago. In fact I was in Europe with most of the people who read this. I am still sad that the trip is over and I am missing it greatly. Especially Spain and definitely all the good looking men in both countries. It was so nice to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/108827554474463701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6013470&amp;postID=108827554474463701' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/108827554474463701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/108827554474463701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/2004/06/no-i-am-not-dead-for-those-of-you.html' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01445601051263305054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ACMEg0j-t6Y/TTIixqlS1_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/cXDdFgwVCS4/S220/CIMG0209.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013470.post-108335957787236061</id><published>2004-04-30T16:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-30T16:17:16.733-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>okay, so it has been incredibly long since i wrote in this thing. I am just not inspired when I am in public places most of the time. Life just keeps moving onward. It rains a lot down here lately. That means i can't ride my bike. Well, can't because I don't have gear for that right now. I want to go camping, but the depressing thing is that I have no one to camp with, and though, if worst comes </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/108335957787236061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6013470&amp;postID=108335957787236061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/108335957787236061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/108335957787236061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/2004/04/okay-so-it-has-been-incredibly-long.html' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01445601051263305054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ACMEg0j-t6Y/TTIixqlS1_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/cXDdFgwVCS4/S220/CIMG0209.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013470.post-108085292202020707</id><published>2004-04-01T14:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-04-01T14:59:00.403-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wow, it has been a long time. i have just been traveling the same emotionally up and down path that i always do, though I have one consolation now. I bought a motorcycle and she is beautiful to behold...and to ride on.  I love the freedom, the thrill, the connection with other bikers that is automatically bestowed on me now that i ride to, the smells, especially at night. and of course the wind, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/108085292202020707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6013470&amp;postID=108085292202020707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/108085292202020707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/108085292202020707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/2004/04/wow-it-has-been-long-time.html' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01445601051263305054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ACMEg0j-t6Y/TTIixqlS1_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/cXDdFgwVCS4/S220/CIMG0209.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013470.post-107938225671868476</id><published>2004-03-15T14:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-03-15T14:27:32.170-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>at the library again. don't really feel like writing. i bought my plane tickets for europe. I ended up getting a different deal thank originally and it is better. A little cheaper and less connections. I am happy for that. I am leaving on the 30th instead of the 1st, so I will be arriving on the 31st. Then I will return on the 14th. went and saw hidalgo last night. I enjoyed it. It was rather </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/107938225671868476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6013470&amp;postID=107938225671868476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/107938225671868476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/107938225671868476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/2004/03/at-library-again.html' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01445601051263305054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ACMEg0j-t6Y/TTIixqlS1_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/cXDdFgwVCS4/S220/CIMG0209.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013470.post-107888512946496338</id><published>2004-03-09T20:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-03-09T20:21:57.246-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so after another long absence here I am again. nothing new or exciting to tell. I am here enjoying the last of stretch of four nights off and I am dreading the return to work tomorrow night. Ugh! I hate work. On a happier note however I have definitely got something to look forward to and that is....going to France and Spain with some really great people! I am so excited. I just got my tickets </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/107888512946496338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6013470&amp;postID=107888512946496338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/107888512946496338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/107888512946496338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/2004/03/so-after-another-long-absence-here-i.html' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01445601051263305054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ACMEg0j-t6Y/TTIixqlS1_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/cXDdFgwVCS4/S220/CIMG0209.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013470.post-107816986810552825</id><published>2004-03-01T13:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-03-01T13:40:44.123-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>okay, so i am writing in my blog. i know it has been a while. I've been busy. I was off this weekend and Jen and I, both being quite sick of San Antonio, decided to take a roadtrip to the beach at Corpus Christi. It was definitely refreshing to the mind and body to get away from here and of course the ocean always seems to have such a healing element to it. I was a little dissapointed in Corpus </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/107816986810552825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6013470&amp;postID=107816986810552825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/107816986810552825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/107816986810552825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/2004/03/okay-so-i-am-writing-in-my-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01445601051263305054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ACMEg0j-t6Y/TTIixqlS1_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/cXDdFgwVCS4/S220/CIMG0209.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013470.post-107714139593762870</id><published>2004-02-18T15:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-18T15:59:16.170-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>well, here i am again after a long absence. i just worked the past four nights and so I feel like I am re-entering the world after being somewhere else. I feel all behind on things. working four nights in a row is killer and i wouldn't recommend it to anyone. I was scheduled to work three nights in a row and my boss called me up the fourth day and asked me if i could work cause they were short. I</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/107714139593762870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6013470&amp;postID=107714139593762870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/107714139593762870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/107714139593762870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/2004/02/well-here-i-am-again-after-long.html' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01445601051263305054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ACMEg0j-t6Y/TTIixqlS1_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/cXDdFgwVCS4/S220/CIMG0209.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013470.post-107654127253803941</id><published>2004-02-11T17:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-11T17:17:02.950-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>there are ways to get to the internet even if i don't have it in my home now. I am at the library. what wonderful things libraries are. however i feel wierd writing in this because i don't know who may be reading over my shoulder and not that i am writing anything, but it just makes me uncomfortable. so that just reinforces the fact that i really need to buy a computer so that I can write in the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/107654127253803941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6013470&amp;postID=107654127253803941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/107654127253803941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/107654127253803941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/2004/02/there-are-ways-to-get-to-internet-even.html' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01445601051263305054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ACMEg0j-t6Y/TTIixqlS1_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/cXDdFgwVCS4/S220/CIMG0209.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013470.post-107619730958917135</id><published>2004-02-07T17:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-07T17:44:14.123-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>funny how a mood can change so quickly in one day. i am so tired of life right now.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/107619730958917135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6013470&amp;postID=107619730958917135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/107619730958917135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/107619730958917135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/2004/02/funny-how-mood-can-change-so-quickly.html' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01445601051263305054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ACMEg0j-t6Y/TTIixqlS1_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/cXDdFgwVCS4/S220/CIMG0209.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013470.post-107617556162266443</id><published>2004-02-07T11:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-07T11:41:45.983-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>here i am. saturday morning. awake, its a marvelous day. i feel happy. I am listening to my new favorite cd. Coldplay. what a great band. i have to work tonight, but that is still hours away. there is a lot of stuff that I plan to do in between now and then. i hope to be productive today. that would be a great accomplishment for me.i still didn't complete my income taxes. such a pain. it would </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/107617556162266443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6013470&amp;postID=107617556162266443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/107617556162266443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/107617556162266443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/2004/02/here-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01445601051263305054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ACMEg0j-t6Y/TTIixqlS1_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/cXDdFgwVCS4/S220/CIMG0209.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013470.post-107596402983103570</id><published>2004-02-05T00:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-05T01:16:26.746-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so i began filing my taxes online, but have not finished them yet. ugh! it gives me a headache. I am gonna just finish it in the morning. i am tired, but don't want to go to bed, there is nothing to stay up for though. I should just go, but...why? man, it is back to work tomorrow night. I don't want to go. i am back to dreading work again because people suck, and the things people say suck, and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/107596402983103570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6013470&amp;postID=107596402983103570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/107596402983103570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/107596402983103570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/2004/02/so-i-began-filing-my-taxes-online-but.html' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01445601051263305054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ACMEg0j-t6Y/TTIixqlS1_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/cXDdFgwVCS4/S220/CIMG0209.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013470.post-107576045140946611</id><published>2004-02-02T16:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-02T16:23:09.356-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i attended my first pro basketball game this weekend. the san antonio spurs vs. utah jazz. what craziness. it was really quite fun actually and there is no way that you can help from getting into the game. we were wayyyyyyyyyy, way up in the balcony, but the way the place is built, you are way up there, but still almost over the court because the seating is so steep. it was kind of scary. the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/107576045140946611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6013470&amp;postID=107576045140946611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/107576045140946611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/107576045140946611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/2004/02/i-attended-my-first-pro-basketball.html' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01445601051263305054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ACMEg0j-t6Y/TTIixqlS1_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/cXDdFgwVCS4/S220/CIMG0209.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013470.post-107541995835921565</id><published>2004-01-29T17:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-01-29T17:48:10.513-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>moments from the pastcolors softly glowing against walls and ceiling casting starlike shadows. wallpaper ugly and stark made soft and rich by a trick of this light. warm soothing music floating to our ears. darkness and light mixed together, not sure which it is. laughing at the memories of better times mingled with moments of sad sighs as we realize they have passed. promising each other that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/107541995835921565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6013470&amp;postID=107541995835921565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/107541995835921565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/107541995835921565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/2004/01/moments-from-past-colors-softly.html' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01445601051263305054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ACMEg0j-t6Y/TTIixqlS1_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/cXDdFgwVCS4/S220/CIMG0209.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013470.post-107528740885075964</id><published>2004-01-28T04:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-01-28T04:58:58.686-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sleep flees from me. i read your journal entry about wanting to be an insomniac. i think it is definitely cool to be awake while everyone sleeps, but at the same time, to be unable to sleep when you really want to sucks. i have slept 4 hours. midnight till 4 am. and now i am wide awake. I don't have insomnia, its just my sleeping schedule is so mixed up. my poor body doesn't know when it needs to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/107528740885075964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6013470&amp;postID=107528740885075964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/107528740885075964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/107528740885075964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/2004/01/sleep-flees-from-me.html' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01445601051263305054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ACMEg0j-t6Y/TTIixqlS1_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/cXDdFgwVCS4/S220/CIMG0209.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013470.post-107526359726136028</id><published>2004-01-27T22:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-01-27T22:22:07.246-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i just completed running 2.07 miles, doing 2 sets of pushups and two sets of crunches. it is amazing how good that makes you feel. I have been trying to get back in the routine of doing that, but since I got this cold I took a little break from it, but tonight I was feeling well enough to start up again. I just completed two nights of work and I have three nights off! Life is wonderful! ha ha. it</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/107526359726136028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6013470&amp;postID=107526359726136028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/107526359726136028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/107526359726136028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/2004/01/i-just-completed-running-2.html' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01445601051263305054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ACMEg0j-t6Y/TTIixqlS1_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/cXDdFgwVCS4/S220/CIMG0209.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013470.post-107512858498287482</id><published>2004-01-26T08:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-01-26T08:51:52.590-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so my cold just waited until i was half way through my twelve hour shift to unleash the dreaded sniffleing, sneezing misery upon me. now it is here in full force. wonderful! i have to work tonight as well. speaking of which, i need to sleep.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/107512858498287482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6013470&amp;postID=107512858498287482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/107512858498287482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/107512858498287482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/2004/01/so-my-cold-just-waited-until-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01445601051263305054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ACMEg0j-t6Y/TTIixqlS1_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/cXDdFgwVCS4/S220/CIMG0209.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013470.post-107504842633316177</id><published>2004-01-25T10:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-01-25T10:35:52.700-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sunday morning. appropriately sunny for a morning of this day. lonely big blue sky and birds singing. i couldn't tell you what time of year it was if you just placed me here and asked me. this is a seasonless region. beautiful in its own, but relatively unchaging to the seasonal being. i am a seasonal being.last night i couldn't sleep. this is beginning to be a habit. my circadian rhythm is all </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/107504842633316177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6013470&amp;postID=107504842633316177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/107504842633316177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/107504842633316177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/2004/01/sunday-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01445601051263305054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ACMEg0j-t6Y/TTIixqlS1_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/cXDdFgwVCS4/S220/CIMG0209.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013470.post-107489801702851977</id><published>2004-01-23T16:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-01-23T16:49:00.826-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so i have come down with a cold of some sort. sore throat, headache, general feeling of unwellness...i called in sick to work last night, but I am going to go and try to brave things out tonight. I don't feel too terribly bad and I am hoping that the rest and chicken soup and vitamins and orange juice, etc. have helped to maybe nip things in the bud. i would really much rather not go to work at </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/107489801702851977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6013470&amp;postID=107489801702851977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/107489801702851977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/107489801702851977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/2004/01/so-i-have-come-down-with-cold-of-some.html' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01445601051263305054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ACMEg0j-t6Y/TTIixqlS1_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/cXDdFgwVCS4/S220/CIMG0209.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013470.post-107464106528118621</id><published>2004-01-20T17:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-01-21T20:42:45.483-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>everybody knows that the dice are loadedeverybody rolls with their fingers crossedeverybody knows the war is overeverybody knows the good guys losteverybody knows the fight is fixedthe poor stay poor, the rich get richthats how it goes...everybody knows.leonard cohen...man i love music. what i would do without it i have no idea. it would be a bland world out there. I had another rough </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/107464106528118621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6013470&amp;postID=107464106528118621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/107464106528118621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/107464106528118621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/2004/01/everybody-knows-that-dice-are-loaded.html' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01445601051263305054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ACMEg0j-t6Y/TTIixqlS1_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/cXDdFgwVCS4/S220/CIMG0209.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013470.post-107438694502265250</id><published>2004-01-17T18:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-01-17T18:51:00.843-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so i just got back from seeing Mona Lisa Smile. What a great movie. I liked it. Now what i really want to talk about is how aghast I am at our society. I mean i already know it's bad, but sometimes things just shock me out of my state of numb immunity and into a state of awareness. As we were leaving the movie we saw these two girls and I am telling you they could not have been more than 8 or 10 </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/107438694502265250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6013470&amp;postID=107438694502265250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/107438694502265250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/107438694502265250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/2004/01/so-i-just-got-back-from-seeing-mona.html' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01445601051263305054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ACMEg0j-t6Y/TTIixqlS1_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/cXDdFgwVCS4/S220/CIMG0209.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013470.post-107435233189120431</id><published>2004-01-17T09:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-01-17T09:14:07.513-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so an entry in this thing is long overdue. I just keep saying to myself, oh, I'll write in my blog tomorrow. then tomorrow never comes. life's normal routine has set back in since the holidays. work has not been half bad since I came back. I probably shouldn't say that, i'll jinx myself. I am off this whole weekend and so happy about it. Jen and I are planning to do some fun chillin'. we of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/107435233189120431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6013470&amp;postID=107435233189120431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/107435233189120431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/107435233189120431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/2004/01/so-entry-in-this-thing-is-long-overdue.html' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01445601051263305054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ACMEg0j-t6Y/TTIixqlS1_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/cXDdFgwVCS4/S220/CIMG0209.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013470.post-107352112900904111</id><published>2004-01-07T18:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-01-07T18:19:08.750-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ah, this living is harder than it seems...in the words of my man Jack Johnson. yeah life is tough, but I guess only as bad as we let it be to us. My cars transmission went out and it is costing me 1200 bucks to fix it. Almost as much as I paid for the car. I have been sitting here stewing and steaming and getting more and more angry about the whole thing. Mostly I am angry that there is no way </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/107352112900904111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6013470&amp;postID=107352112900904111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/107352112900904111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/107352112900904111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/2004/01/ah-this-living-is-harder-than-it-seems.html' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01445601051263305054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ACMEg0j-t6Y/TTIixqlS1_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/cXDdFgwVCS4/S220/CIMG0209.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013470.post-107333538818108396</id><published>2004-01-05T14:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-01-05T14:43:26.986-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well here it is 2004! A brand new year. It is actually really funny how we feel like we have this new fresh start to things when in actuality it is just one more year in a whole string of years that make up one life, but anyway, it is a nice feeling that maybe you do have a chance to start fresh with things. And it is a good time to decide to change things that need changing although </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/107333538818108396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6013470&amp;postID=107333538818108396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/107333538818108396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/107333538818108396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/2004/01/well-here-it-is-2004-brand-new-year.html' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01445601051263305054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ACMEg0j-t6Y/TTIixqlS1_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/cXDdFgwVCS4/S220/CIMG0209.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013470.post-107136189776926148</id><published>2003-12-13T18:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-12-13T18:31:50.730-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i've lost my mind and I haven't found it yet!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/107136189776926148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6013470&amp;postID=107136189776926148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/107136189776926148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/107136189776926148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/2003/12/ive-lost-my-mind-and-i-havent-found-it.html' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01445601051263305054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ACMEg0j-t6Y/TTIixqlS1_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/cXDdFgwVCS4/S220/CIMG0209.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013470.post-107132955668163904</id><published>2003-12-13T09:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-12-13T09:32:49.660-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i shall attempt to write an entry again. I was writing one yesterday and I lost it again. I was so frustrated that I just didn't bother writing another. it's saturday morning, I am off. I have so much christmas shopping to do it is not even funny. I feel the need to exercise. I have been slacking and I feel fat. well mostly i think because girl disease should be starting anytime now and that just</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/107132955668163904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6013470&amp;postID=107132955668163904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/107132955668163904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/107132955668163904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/2003/12/i-shall-attempt-to-write-entry-again.html' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01445601051263305054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ACMEg0j-t6Y/TTIixqlS1_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/cXDdFgwVCS4/S220/CIMG0209.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013470.post-107118187353989873</id><published>2003-12-11T16:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-12-11T16:31:25.973-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>well here i am again and it seems like every time i write in this journal i gripe about work, but right now work is just such a big stress for me that I can't help it. It consumes me day in and day out. As you have probably already guessed I have to go to work tonight. Misery and despair! The last night I had at work was so bad! One of my patients coded and I thought he was going to die! it was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/107118187353989873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6013470&amp;postID=107118187353989873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/107118187353989873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/107118187353989873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/2003/12/well-here-i-am-again-and-it-seems-like.html' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01445601051263305054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ACMEg0j-t6Y/TTIixqlS1_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/cXDdFgwVCS4/S220/CIMG0209.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013470.post-107100978011375764</id><published>2003-12-09T16:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-12-09T16:43:11.863-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ARGH!!!!!!! well i just spent about 15 minutes writing a very nice entry and what do you know, something happened and I lost it! oh that makes me mad. so now I don't feel like writing it over again and so this will just be a mediocre, short, angry entry. I have to go to work tonight and I dread it. I don't want to go. It is pretty bad when you start dreading going back almost before your day off </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/107100978011375764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6013470&amp;postID=107100978011375764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/107100978011375764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/107100978011375764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/2003/12/argh-well-i-just-spent-about-15.html' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01445601051263305054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ACMEg0j-t6Y/TTIixqlS1_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/cXDdFgwVCS4/S220/CIMG0209.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013470.post-107066981674192490</id><published>2003-12-05T18:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-12-05T18:17:07.823-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It seems as if you get jipped out of time for your days off when you work nights. Here it is 6:00 and I just got up. Now I have a whole night ahead of me where no one is up but me. I guess that I need to find some vampires for friends. Last night was pure and simple HELL at work. I didi not get out until 10 am this morning and that was because I didn't even get to touch my charting until this </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/107066981674192490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6013470&amp;postID=107066981674192490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/107066981674192490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/107066981674192490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/2003/12/it-seems-as-if-you-get-jipped-out-of.html' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01445601051263305054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ACMEg0j-t6Y/TTIixqlS1_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/cXDdFgwVCS4/S220/CIMG0209.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013470.post-107044172613166906</id><published>2003-12-03T02:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-12-03T02:55:36.010-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am at work. what a complete opposite tonight is from last night. last night i would not have had even the time let alone the composure to have sat down and written in this thing. this is the kind of night that i can handle. maybe that makes me weak, i don't know. anyway, so much craziness. I got your letter yesterday, right before work and oh, i wanted to cry. the things i make people believe </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/107044172613166906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6013470&amp;postID=107044172613166906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/107044172613166906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/107044172613166906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/2003/12/i-am-at-work.html' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01445601051263305054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ACMEg0j-t6Y/TTIixqlS1_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/cXDdFgwVCS4/S220/CIMG0209.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013470.post-107040705777525542</id><published>2003-12-02T17:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-12-03T01:55:28.370-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>...and reality sets back in WAY too quickly! I was praying that my first day back to work and off orientation would not be too hard on me, but I guess that it wasn't anyones plan to ease me into things. My very first night and it was crazy hectic! I was stressing so bad I could feel the holes burning in my stomach! If this is how nursing will be for me...i know i won't be able to do it for long. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/107040705777525542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6013470&amp;postID=107040705777525542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/107040705777525542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/107040705777525542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/2003/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01445601051263305054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ACMEg0j-t6Y/TTIixqlS1_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/cXDdFgwVCS4/S220/CIMG0209.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013470.post-106966242490596313</id><published>2003-11-24T02:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-24T02:27:12.890-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>busy, busy, busy! I am at work. and actually it is not busy and so that is why I am writing this now. It is a good night though. partly because it is a relaxing night here, and I can actually feel like I am a good nurse and doing a good job, and partly because, well...a certain someone called me. Well I didn't actually get to talk to him because I was already at work and so my cell phone wasn't </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/106966242490596313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6013470&amp;postID=106966242490596313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/106966242490596313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/106966242490596313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/2003/11/busy-busy-busy-i-am-at-work.html' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01445601051263305054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ACMEg0j-t6Y/TTIixqlS1_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/cXDdFgwVCS4/S220/CIMG0209.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013470.post-106946202113888547</id><published>2003-11-21T18:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-21T18:47:08.113-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so i didn't end up going to bed after all. My roommate was awake so we started talking and ended up talking for several hours. It was good. There are some new developments that are gonna really change things if they happen and so we were discussing them. Anyway, it was more of the fact that she is know keeping me informed that really makes the difference in how I am feeling. The actual stuff that</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/106946202113888547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6013470&amp;postID=106946202113888547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/106946202113888547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/106946202113888547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/2003/11/so-i-didnt-end-up-going-to-bed-after.html' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01445601051263305054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ACMEg0j-t6Y/TTIixqlS1_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/cXDdFgwVCS4/S220/CIMG0209.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013470.post-106942458226560584</id><published>2003-11-21T08:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-21T08:23:09.450-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>phew! well I just finished the third of three nights in a row and now I am so hyped to be off that I don't want to go to bed. I know that once I sit here for a while though I will start getting tired. I am just so happy to be off though! Off two days then on two days then.....YAY GR, here I come!!!!!!!!!! I am so looking forward to it I can't even explain how much!So anyway, this weekend my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/106942458226560584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6013470&amp;postID=106942458226560584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/106942458226560584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/106942458226560584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/2003/11/phew-well-i-just-finished-third-of.html' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01445601051263305054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ACMEg0j-t6Y/TTIixqlS1_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/cXDdFgwVCS4/S220/CIMG0209.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013470.post-106928390268294726</id><published>2003-11-19T17:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-19T17:18:29.596-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, I am awake, and it is time to get ready for work again. Strangley I feel as though I never went to bed and I am still dreadfully tired. I could not sleep well because I was tossing and turning, thinking about work, and the fact that I really need to somehow get myself seriously organized because I am never going to get to be an excellent nurse until I do. I tossed and turned worrying that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/106928390268294726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6013470&amp;postID=106928390268294726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/106928390268294726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/106928390268294726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/2003/11/well-i-am-awake-and-it-is-time-to-get.html' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01445601051263305054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ACMEg0j-t6Y/TTIixqlS1_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/cXDdFgwVCS4/S220/CIMG0209.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013470.post-106925547292964933</id><published>2003-11-19T09:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-19T09:24:39.616-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am just getting home from a long night at work, I scarfed down some chocolate chip pancakes that my roommate graciously made this morning and soon I am heading to bed. I am SUPER tired! But I am not going to bed before I say that I talked to my roommate last evening and it was the best thing that could ever happen. We so badly needed to have that talk for a long time and we both feel so much </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/106925547292964933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6013470&amp;postID=106925547292964933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/106925547292964933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/106925547292964933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/2003/11/i-am-just-getting-home-from-long-night.html' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01445601051263305054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ACMEg0j-t6Y/TTIixqlS1_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/cXDdFgwVCS4/S220/CIMG0209.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013470.post-106919404749603753</id><published>2003-11-18T16:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-18T16:20:54.136-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>well...i spent a few minutes, or rather what was meant to be a few minutes(it turned into quite a lot of minutes) reading people's blogs, you know the new blogs that come out. Anyway, I felt that I was starting to go crazy, because there were so many interesting people writing, and I don't know them, and sometimes I can't bear NOT to know all the interesting people in the world. I realize my blog</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/106919404749603753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6013470&amp;postID=106919404749603753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/106919404749603753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/106919404749603753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/2003/11/well.html' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01445601051263305054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ACMEg0j-t6Y/TTIixqlS1_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/cXDdFgwVCS4/S220/CIMG0209.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013470.post-106912012883268518</id><published>2003-11-17T19:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-17T19:48:54.800-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So it has been a while since I wrote in this journal. I can't say that much has happened since I wrote. I have been having a lot of mental turmoil though. Things aren't quite good here as far as the roommate situation goes.  They are complex and confusing and most of all there is a lot of hurt. Well I am the one getting hurt. The other two are doing fine I guess.  I should have been smart enough </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/106912012883268518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6013470&amp;postID=106912012883268518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/106912012883268518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/106912012883268518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/2003/11/so-it-has-been-while-since-i-wrote-in.html' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01445601051263305054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ACMEg0j-t6Y/TTIixqlS1_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/cXDdFgwVCS4/S220/CIMG0209.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013470.post-106876625207947877</id><published>2003-11-13T17:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-13T17:30:57.270-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, I guess that I slept about 12 hours last night so I made up for not sleeping the day before. I have to go to work again tonight and I feel pretty rested right now, so that is a good thing. When I got up, I went for a run, only two miles today, but I was getting a cramp so I didn't want to push it.  The rest of the day I spent thoroughly cleaning our apartment since my roommate Matt is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/106876625207947877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6013470&amp;postID=106876625207947877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/106876625207947877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/106876625207947877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/2003/11/well-i-guess-that-i-slept-about-12.html' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01445601051263305054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ACMEg0j-t6Y/TTIixqlS1_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/cXDdFgwVCS4/S220/CIMG0209.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013470.post-106869749743531033</id><published>2003-11-12T22:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-12T22:25:02.510-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am so BORED!!!!!! so bored that i fear i shall go out of my mind. I could not sleep that much this morning after work so I think that it is a mixture of just being tired and well,... the fact that I am here alone practically all the times that I am off! I get really bored really quickly when it is just me having to entertain myself. Even though I have a list of things that I could do that would</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/106869749743531033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6013470&amp;postID=106869749743531033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/106869749743531033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/106869749743531033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/2003/11/i-am-so-bored-so-bored-that-i-fear-i.html' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01445601051263305054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ACMEg0j-t6Y/TTIixqlS1_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/cXDdFgwVCS4/S220/CIMG0209.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013470.post-106858969947053980</id><published>2003-11-11T16:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-11T16:28:24.280-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>well I just woke up after working my first nightshift at the hospital. It feels wierd and out of wack. It is overcast and grey so it could be morning rather than 4 in the afternoon and so it is really wierd and confusing when I look at the clock.  Man there is a world of difference between working dayshift and working nightshift. It is much less hectic on nights. Well it can be hectic for the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/106858969947053980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6013470&amp;postID=106858969947053980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/106858969947053980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/106858969947053980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/2003/11/well-i-just-woke-up-after-working-my.html' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01445601051263305054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ACMEg0j-t6Y/TTIixqlS1_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/cXDdFgwVCS4/S220/CIMG0209.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013470.post-106839608854164522</id><published>2003-11-09T10:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-09T10:41:32.523-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>well it is one of those dreary, drizzly grey mornings where everything just seems lazy and you don't really feel like doing much of anything, but yet you're bored...and it is a sunday morning no less. I am all showered and ready to go to church, but i still have about 15 minutes before I have to leave.  well at least i am not rushing around at the last minute trying to be ready in time. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/106839608854164522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6013470&amp;postID=106839608854164522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/106839608854164522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/106839608854164522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/2003/11/well-it-is-one-of-those-dreary-drizzly.html' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01445601051263305054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ACMEg0j-t6Y/TTIixqlS1_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/cXDdFgwVCS4/S220/CIMG0209.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013470.post-106799338403338733</id><published>2003-11-04T18:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-04T18:49:46.723-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>well, i at least completed my laundry and balancing my checkbook. I did not get too far on the thoughts that were on my mind. However i have something to possibly look forward to now...going to Michigan for Thanksgiving...I will be happy to leave here for a while and see my homies up north :) i miss all y'all alot more than i can even explain actually. what will it take to make me happy? or is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/106799338403338733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6013470&amp;postID=106799338403338733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/106799338403338733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/106799338403338733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/2003/11/well-i-at-least-completed-my-laundry.html' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01445601051263305054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ACMEg0j-t6Y/TTIixqlS1_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/cXDdFgwVCS4/S220/CIMG0209.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013470.post-106796898380272295</id><published>2003-11-04T12:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-04T12:03:07.053-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>well, thanks to dc, you can now write comments to me on this site. I was trying to figure out how to do it, but never would have been successful if it weren't for her. thanks girl:) so i am in the middle of balancing my checkbook, doing laundry, cleaning off my desk and contemplating what I should do with the rest of my day. I have a lot on my mind right now and that is usually when I get </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/106796898380272295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6013470&amp;postID=106796898380272295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/106796898380272295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/106796898380272295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/2003/11/well-thanks-to-dc-you-can-now-write.html' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01445601051263305054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ACMEg0j-t6Y/TTIixqlS1_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/cXDdFgwVCS4/S220/CIMG0209.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013470.post-106782580262440077</id><published>2003-11-02T20:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-02T20:16:45.243-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>well the weekend is winding to an end and dismal thoughts of work are haunting me. I dread mondays at work. they tend to be busy and have been some of the worst days that i have worked.  I will just hope that tomorrow will be an unusual monday. It has been a strange weekend. I have been thinking a lot about things, my life, people i know or have known. I got practically nothing useful done. I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/106782580262440077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6013470&amp;postID=106782580262440077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/106782580262440077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/106782580262440077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/2003/11/well-weekend-is-winding-to-end-and.html' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01445601051263305054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ACMEg0j-t6Y/TTIixqlS1_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/cXDdFgwVCS4/S220/CIMG0209.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013470.post-106770351793653334</id><published>2003-11-01T10:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-01T10:18:40.153-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>its saturday morning, i am off, i got up and exercised hard for an hour and now i am sitting here all sweaty and stinky and feeling really good. i always feel better after i exercise. I don't know why i don't do it more often. plans for today...i am probably going to see an air show at one of the air bases down here. The blue angels will be there.  I have heard they are quite the sight to see. I</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/106770351793653334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6013470&amp;postID=106770351793653334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/106770351793653334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/106770351793653334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/2003/11/its-saturday-morning-i-am-off-i-got-up.html' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01445601051263305054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ACMEg0j-t6Y/TTIixqlS1_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/cXDdFgwVCS4/S220/CIMG0209.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013470.post-106756920016289405</id><published>2003-10-30T21:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-10-30T21:00:01.403-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>okay, i am really finding this thing frustrating. I can't get it to do anything that i want it to do!!! Not a good start to our relationship!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/106756920016289405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6013470&amp;postID=106756920016289405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/106756920016289405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/106756920016289405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/2003/10/okay-i-am-really-finding-this-thing.html' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01445601051263305054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ACMEg0j-t6Y/TTIixqlS1_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/cXDdFgwVCS4/S220/CIMG0209.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013470.post-106756004612836488</id><published>2003-10-30T18:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-10-30T18:27:27.786-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so this is me starting something new. i start lots of new things, but the question always remains...will i finish them? well time will only tell, i think though that this is something that though i may only do it sporatically, i will continue to do, mainly i think, because i like to write. so lets see where this takes me...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/106756004612836488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6013470&amp;postID=106756004612836488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/106756004612836488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013470/posts/default/106756004612836488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hobogirl.blogspot.com/2003/10/so-this-is-me-starting-something-new.html' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01445601051263305054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ACMEg0j-t6Y/TTIixqlS1_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/cXDdFgwVCS4/S220/CIMG0209.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
