<?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-5555285</id><updated>2012-01-21T03:40:06.882-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Erin's McLife</title><subtitle type='html'>"Shoot for the moon -- even if you miss, you'll land among the stars"</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476727944287565707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>154</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555285.post-115230661924325157</id><published>2006-07-07T16:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T16:10:19.290-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Things I love,..</title><summary type='text'>1. San Diego!! I just went last week to plan the wedding and my oh my, I love it.  Why didn't I think of living there...  The wedding will be on La Jolla Cove(the bridge club to be exact..), pics are available on my shutterfly page: http://erinandross.shutterfly.com  We set it up so we could send pics to his grandma and dad, but it ended up being so convenient that I put a bunch on there.  I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/feeds/115230661924325157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555285&amp;postID=115230661924325157&amp;isPopup=true' title='71 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/115230661924325157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/115230661924325157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/2006/07/things-i-love.html' title='Things I love,..'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476727944287565707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>71</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555285.post-114619610290560788</id><published>2006-04-27T22:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T22:48:22.913-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding date!</title><summary type='text'>Well, we have decided on a wedding date: June 16, 2007.I am so excited to jump into all the fun planning!  I got into Mansfield for student teaching in the fall and only have 4 days left of school, yippee!!!Also, check out my wedding website.Have a great day!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/feeds/114619610290560788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555285&amp;postID=114619610290560788&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/114619610290560788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/114619610290560788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/2006/04/wedding-date.html' title='Wedding date!'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476727944287565707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555285.post-114429211295696537</id><published>2006-04-05T21:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T21:55:13.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Reading Material</title><summary type='text'>Hello, I suck at updating, but who doesn't these days?  My weeks are flying by, can you believe it's already April?!  I am furiously trying to finish all of my assignments for the semester (I still have like 20 papers to write, of course).  It is my last semester of English classes and I truly saved the hardest for last.  My two this semester are kicking my butt!  I'm so ready to just be done </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/feeds/114429211295696537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555285&amp;postID=114429211295696537&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/114429211295696537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/114429211295696537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/2006/04/reading-material.html' title='Reading Material'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476727944287565707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555285.post-113997633780921845</id><published>2006-02-14T21:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T22:05:37.840-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentines Day!</title><summary type='text'>Life updates:  The olympics are on and the Italian Festival was a success, and I love the olympics!I am student teaching (hopefully) in Mansfield next semester, hooray!  Going skiing in Copper Mountain for Spring break and hopefully learning to snowboard.My life is crazy, but I've been to the gym every day for the past 4 weeks, yay for me!Also, I found this quiz, and I don't want to read Barthes </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/feeds/113997633780921845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555285&amp;postID=113997633780921845&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/113997633780921845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/113997633780921845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/2006/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='Happy Valentines Day!'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476727944287565707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555285.post-113694187619327109</id><published>2006-01-10T19:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T19:11:16.206-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Life News</title><summary type='text'>This is my 150th post and a lot has changed in the last 2 and a half years since I started this site.  I'm not a very good updater, but must update on events going on in my life.1. I got engaged!  Ross proposed to me on january 27th at Monica's, so I got a fiance AND a rock for christmas, yay!  I'm very excited!  This brings me to article 2...2. Getting married in June of 2007, likely in San </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/feeds/113694187619327109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555285&amp;postID=113694187619327109&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/113694187619327109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/113694187619327109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/2006/01/life-news.html' title='Life News'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476727944287565707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555285.post-113470344549870673</id><published>2005-12-15T21:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T21:24:05.530-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Need something to do while I do other things too..</title><summary type='text'>Got this from my cousin folks.1.  What time did you get up this morning?  9:20 A.M. A little late for me, but much needed.2.  Diamonds or pearls? Diamonds are this girl's best friend!3.  What was the last film you saw at the cinema? Just Friends, it was freaking hilarious.4.  What is your favorite TV show? Anything on the Style network, I love Whose Wedding is it anyway and Clean House, Isaac </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/feeds/113470344549870673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555285&amp;postID=113470344549870673&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/113470344549870673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/113470344549870673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/2005/12/need-something-to-do-while-i-do-other.html' title='Need something to do while I do other things too..'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476727944287565707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555285.post-113211630257969508</id><published>2005-11-15T22:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T22:45:02.616-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Introspective babble.</title><summary type='text'>I am so fed up with the tired, outdated information on the sidebar that I have not actually visited my own website in months.  Thus, I deleted most of it.  Honestly, everyone changes links so often, and there are always so many to add and delete, that I really just use the facebook and AIM profiles for links.Moving on...I haven't posted in forever, and it is not because I have nothing to day, but</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/feeds/113211630257969508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555285&amp;postID=113211630257969508&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/113211630257969508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/113211630257969508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/2005/11/introspective-babble.html' title='Introspective babble.'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476727944287565707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555285.post-112761901189835253</id><published>2005-09-24T22:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-24T22:30:11.936-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ok guys, I'm never gonna get anything done!1) My uncle once: saw me at Sushi zone and bought me lunch.2) Never in my life: have I been out of the U.S.3) When I was five: I used to go on dates with my dad to the symphony.4) High School was: a long period of time where I slept very little, learned very little, but always was involved.5) I will never forget: how it feels to be in love with someone.6</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/feeds/112761901189835253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555285&amp;postID=112761901189835253&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/112761901189835253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/112761901189835253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/2005/09/ok-guys-im-never-gonna-get-anything.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476727944287565707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555285.post-112708798431041015</id><published>2005-09-18T18:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T18:59:44.393-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Night blues</title><summary type='text'>I made my list of things to do, and now I do not want to do them.  On the upside, I just took my Destinos quiz, without watching Destinos, and made an A.  THAT is what I like to call bad ass.  Went to a FABULOUS Weezer/Foo Fighters concert Thursday night, it rocked hardcore. Only one more concert in my August/September of Concerts, but it has been fabulous, so no complaints.  My classes are super</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/feeds/112708798431041015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555285&amp;postID=112708798431041015&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/112708798431041015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/112708798431041015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/2005/09/sunday-night-blues.html' title='Sunday Night blues'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476727944287565707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555285.post-112476755981941454</id><published>2005-08-22T22:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T22:25:59.826-05:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><summary type='text'>I was just sitting here thinking about everything going in and out of my mind and that I could fill pages and pages about it, but then I realized that I didn't have all that much to say.It's like, if I wrote it all out it would be very vague and confusing so long story short, I'm really lonely and having a bad night.  That's really it.I start school for real tomorrow.  Today was sort of the test </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/feeds/112476755981941454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555285&amp;postID=112476755981941454&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/112476755981941454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/112476755981941454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/2005/08/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476727944287565707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555285.post-111988080280739094</id><published>2005-06-27T08:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T09:00:02.813-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mid-summer update</title><summary type='text'>I absolutely know that once I delete this blog I will suddenly gain insight, motivation and inspiration to write, and will have to start over.  Quite frankly, I don't have time to do all of that, so I'll just keep it up so I won't feel the need to write or anything. hehe.Briefly, 1. A wild rabid dog slaughtered 13 of my chickens and my backyard was a battlefield.  Quite depressing.  Now the 5 </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/feeds/111988080280739094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555285&amp;postID=111988080280739094&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/111988080280739094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/111988080280739094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/2005/06/mid-summer-update.html' title='Mid-summer update'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476727944287565707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555285.post-111578386468973065</id><published>2005-05-10T22:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-10T22:57:44.696-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Peepz</title><summary type='text'>My mail-order chickens came today!  I was quite afraid that one might be dead, but I opened the box and 18 teeny tiny chickens awaited me peeping away!  They are absolutely adorable!  They hop up onto your hand and are so soft and cute.  You all must come by and see them before they are big chickens.  They fall asleep standing up sometimes and fall over and they jump over eachother, it's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/feeds/111578386468973065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555285&amp;postID=111578386468973065&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/111578386468973065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/111578386468973065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/2005/05/peepz.html' title='Peepz'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476727944287565707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555285.post-111470635430801967</id><published>2005-04-28T11:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-28T11:39:55.223-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rosa</title><summary type='text'>You areWhat Rejected Crayon Are You?In other news, I am really tan right now. My mom started calling me Lupita.  We are getting 12 chickens and naming them (thus far): Cooter, Peeping Beauty, Hazzard, Sven, Pollo and Poulet.  Any ideas?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/feeds/111470635430801967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555285&amp;postID=111470635430801967&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/111470635430801967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/111470635430801967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/2005/04/rosa.html' title='Rosa'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476727944287565707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555285.post-111155583457351835</id><published>2005-03-22T23:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T23:03:43.443-06:00</updated><title type='text'>And you thought I disappeared...</title><summary type='text'>1. First name?   Erin2. Were you named after anyone? Ireland, the country, because I had bright red hair as a baby.3. Do you wish on stars?   On shooting ones.4. When did you last cry?  I haven't straight up bawled in a little while, usually just a knot, but a few tears Sunday night.5. Do you like your handwriting?  Yes, it's quite pretty.6. What's your favorite lunch meat?  I don't so much like </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/feeds/111155583457351835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555285&amp;postID=111155583457351835&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/111155583457351835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/111155583457351835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/2005/03/and-you-thought-i-disappeared.html' title='And you thought I disappeared...'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476727944287565707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555285.post-110873680033983761</id><published>2005-02-18T08:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-18T08:26:40.346-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's 8:15 and I technically did not have to wake up...</title><summary type='text'>But I did!  Worked until 12:30 last night, woke up at 6:30, and hauled ASS up to school only to discover that my class was cancelled.  Yup, a big walk sign greeted me and for the first time ever I was not happy to have a walk.  It does suck, I mean I did wake up early, did the reading, and now I have 40 minutes left of nothing to do.  Regardless, it's FRIDAY!!  Hooray!  It's really gay that they </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/feeds/110873680033983761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555285&amp;postID=110873680033983761&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/110873680033983761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/110873680033983761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/2005/02/its-815-and-i-technically-did-not-have.html' title='It&apos;s 8:15 and I technically did not have to wake up...'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476727944287565707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555285.post-110748125047497345</id><published>2005-02-03T19:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-03T19:40:50.473-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A sampling...</title><summary type='text'>I definitely have about a million things worth posting about... my life, my classes, my whatevers.  I don't really have a lot of time for that, but I do have some interesting sites... it was a good day for news. Cab Love Shooting People  KinkyWorst Weatherman ever.Enjoy.  Also, did anyone else hear about the G.I. Joe that Americans thought was an Iraqi hostage?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/feeds/110748125047497345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555285&amp;postID=110748125047497345&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/110748125047497345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/110748125047497345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/2005/02/sampling.html' title='A sampling...'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476727944287565707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555285.post-110593238841080852</id><published>2005-01-16T21:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-16T21:26:28.410-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to School</title><summary type='text'>Since my updates are becoming less and less frequent, (I blame vacation/computer switching and maintenance/not caring/not having much to write about/laziness/etc) this will be the Cliff's notes of the last 4 weeks.I had a most excellent Christmas.  Hooked up with a cool 30G Creative MP3 player, some DVDs and such.  Saw my insane family, but in small doses, so it's okay.  Even went to my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/feeds/110593238841080852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555285&amp;postID=110593238841080852&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/110593238841080852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/110593238841080852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/2005/01/back-to-school.html' title='Back to School'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476727944287565707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555285.post-110342840286746183</id><published>2004-12-18T21:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-12-18T21:53:22.866-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Most Wonderful Time of the Year</title><summary type='text'>Actually, it's not.  I'm in Oklahoma City, at my grandparent's house to be exact.  Current temperature: 88 (?).  It's the hottest little house ever.  So, you know, that's fun.  My grandparents are crazy.  In fact, during an "errand" which really means an escape from the house, we went to the mall.  My Dad went to get Eskimo Joe's t-shirt and we actually met Eskimo Joe, so that was kinda cool.  I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/feeds/110342840286746183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555285&amp;postID=110342840286746183&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/110342840286746183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/110342840286746183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/2004/12/most-wonderful-time-of-year.html' title='The Most Wonderful Time of the Year'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476727944287565707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555285.post-110291051780038162</id><published>2004-12-12T19:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-12-12T22:03:04.440-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tomorrow is my Birthday.</title><summary type='text'>I will be 20 years old.  That is so old, it's crazy!I'm all moved home now.  Yippee! I am SO ready for Christmas! My house is decorated CRAZY STYLE!  How exciting. Have to do tons of christmas shopping, but that is okay.    I know this has been done before, but I don't care!TEN Random Things About Me: 10. I love watching the news.9. I am freaklishly strong, like can lift huge amounts of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/feeds/110291051780038162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555285&amp;postID=110291051780038162&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/110291051780038162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/110291051780038162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/2004/12/tomorrow-is-my-birthday.html' title='Tomorrow is my Birthday.'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476727944287565707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555285.post-110244561355817606</id><published>2004-12-07T13:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-12-07T12:53:33.556-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Why didn't I think of this?</title><summary type='text'>Another one of those moments where I should have had this idea.Check this out.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/feeds/110244561355817606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555285&amp;postID=110244561355817606&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/110244561355817606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/110244561355817606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/2004/12/why-didnt-i-think-of-this.html' title='Why didn&apos;t I think of this?'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476727944287565707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555285.post-110175675275187218</id><published>2004-11-29T13:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-11-29T13:32:32.753-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It really bothers me when...</title><summary type='text'>I leave for Thanksgiving break and come back to find that my stuff has been moved around, my popcorn eaten, and my pineapple gone.  This is very shitty and should stop.It also bothers me that when I'm home for Thanksgiving (10 whole days mind you) none of my old time Arlington friends call me or invite me to do anything yet gossip about me and then, upon returning to school, ask me to explain </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/feeds/110175675275187218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555285&amp;postID=110175675275187218&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/110175675275187218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/110175675275187218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/2004/11/it-really-bothers-me-when.html' title='It really bothers me when...'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476727944287565707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555285.post-110134436050234704</id><published>2004-11-24T18:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-11-24T19:03:57.213-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A non-rant post...</title><summary type='text'>You are 7% geek OK, so maybe you ain't a geek. You do, at least, show a bit of interest in the world around you. Either that, or you have enough of a sense of humor to pick some of the sillier answers on the test. Regardless, you're probably a pretty nifty, well-rounded person who gets along fine with people and can chat with just about anyone without fear of looking stupid or foolish or overly </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/feeds/110134436050234704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555285&amp;postID=110134436050234704&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/110134436050234704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/110134436050234704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/2004/11/non-rant-post.html' title='A non-rant post...'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476727944287565707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555285.post-110084456012530541</id><published>2004-11-18T23:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-11-19T00:09:20.126-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I secretly hoped that Bush, after winning this election, would totally go against all the groups that supported him and do the right thing... </title><summary type='text'>Too bad that didn't happen.There are few issues that I am passionate about.  I typically can see both sides of issues and am not an activist.  However, there is one small thing that pisses me off more than anything in the entire world, perpetually and unfalteringly.That, my friends, is Clear Channel.  If I could, I would personally find the leaders of this sick operation and force them to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/feeds/110084456012530541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555285&amp;postID=110084456012530541&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/110084456012530541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/110084456012530541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/2004/11/i-secretly-hoped-that-bush-after.html' title='I secretly hoped that Bush, after winning this election, would totally go against all the groups that supported him and do the right thing... '/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476727944287565707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555285.post-109950327653238457</id><published>2004-11-03T11:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-11-03T11:36:22.663-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I think it's funny that MSNBC announced Bush as the winner prematurely and CNN still says it's too close to call.  Oh no, there's no media bias AT ALL</title><summary type='text'>Since I haven't updated in a while, a survey courtesy of Nicole.1. What is your full name?.....Erin Nicole Simmons2. What color pants are you wearing now?.....blue jeans3. What are you listening to right now?..... Radiohead, condusive to writing.4. What was the last thing you ate?.....A bag of airline peanuts. I actually stole them from the woman next to me because she was sleeping. I'm a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/feeds/109950327653238457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555285&amp;postID=109950327653238457&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/109950327653238457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/109950327653238457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/2004/11/i-think-its-funny-that-msnbc-announced.html' title='I think it&apos;s funny that MSNBC announced Bush as the winner prematurely and CNN still says it&apos;s too close to call.  Oh no, there&apos;s no media bias AT ALL'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476727944287565707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555285.post-109821599573611514</id><published>2004-10-19T14:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-19T14:59:55.736-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Icing on a cake, or a serene translucent lake...</title><summary type='text'>I began this week with an empty planner.  Nothing to do, nowhere to be, no obligations to make.  This pleased me.  I go to English today, "By the way, draft one of your 7 page paper is most assuredly due Tuesday."  Great, that's gonna make for an exciting rest of the week!  PSYCH!!Amazing how when I have a lot to do (take last night for example) you get nothing done, you play spider solitaire </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/feeds/109821599573611514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555285&amp;postID=109821599573611514&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/109821599573611514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/109821599573611514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/2004/10/icing-on-cake-or-serene-translucent.html' title='Icing on a cake, or a serene translucent lake...'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476727944287565707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555285.post-109708053673899419</id><published>2004-10-06T11:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-06T11:35:36.740-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happiness is Lubbock in my rear view mirror.</title><summary type='text'>It's not as though I don't like Lubbock... oh wait, yeah it definitely is.  I finally learned how to spell definitely this week.  I was so proud of my self, that and brief, I decided to just train myself to spell them correctly so I don't look like suck a dumbass.  Lubbock is soon to be in my philosophical rear view mirror.  Leaving Tomorrow to go home for Dad's 50th Birthday (and because I go </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/feeds/109708053673899419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555285&amp;postID=109708053673899419&amp;isPopup=true' title='28 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/109708053673899419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/109708053673899419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/2004/10/happiness-is-lubbock-in-my-rear-view.html' title='Happiness is Lubbock in my rear view mirror.'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476727944287565707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>28</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555285.post-109648694428148325</id><published>2004-09-29T14:35:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-02T21:38:13.590-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I suck at updating.</title><summary type='text'>I only have 10 minutes before Journalism lab where I'm gonna write my kick-ass story on academic integrity because I got a killer interview (and I got a free pen and bookmark!). My calendar today asked six questions regarding what you want in life and I thought I'd share:What do I really want from life? Happiness, love, and success.What makes me feel alive? Accomplishment.What makes me thrive</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/feeds/109648694428148325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555285&amp;postID=109648694428148325&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/109648694428148325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/109648694428148325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/2004/09/i-suck-at-updating.html' title='I suck at updating.'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476727944287565707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555285.post-109579031818687511</id><published>2004-09-21T13:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-21T13:11:58.186-05:00</updated><title type='text'>In the words of my father, "I loves me some serendipity"</title><summary type='text'>You know how sometimes you wake up in the morning and after hitting the snooze button for the crucial 4th time making it 7:45 by the time you actually are cognizant enough to realize you have class in fifteen minutes and declare your day an ultimate bust and assume that if anything positive happens, it will surely be some kind of miracle.  You are so beyond hoping for the best that you take it in</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/feeds/109579031818687511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555285&amp;postID=109579031818687511&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/109579031818687511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/109579031818687511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/2004/09/in-words-of-my-father-i-loves-me-some.html' title='In the words of my father, &quot;I loves me some serendipity&quot;'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476727944287565707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555285.post-109579040531847556</id><published>2004-09-21T13:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-21T13:13:25.316-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today gets a wicked thumbs up!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/feeds/109579040531847556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555285&amp;postID=109579040531847556&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/109579040531847556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/109579040531847556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/2004/09/today-gets-wicked-thumbs-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476727944287565707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555285.post-109574101365423785</id><published>2004-09-20T23:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-20T23:30:13.653-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ross and I at Monica's... my syrup picture won't work!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/feeds/109574101365423785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555285&amp;postID=109574101365423785&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/109574101365423785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/109574101365423785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/2004/09/ross-and-i-at-monicas.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476727944287565707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555285.post-109565483043654168</id><published>2004-09-19T21:06:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-19T23:33:50.436-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Everyone would like to say that they write for themselves and nobody else...</title><summary type='text'>But that is not true.  Humans write for acceptance.  With that in mind, I secretly hope nobody does read this, or quite frankly accept it, but I feel that if I don't just throw a bunch of stuff out there, it will bottle up inside of me and I could explode. To begin, I feel absolutely detached from life.  If anyone is to be blamed, it's probably myself, but I had an epiphany a few days ago as I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/feeds/109565483043654168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555285&amp;postID=109565483043654168&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/109565483043654168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/109565483043654168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/2004/09/everyone-would-like-to-say-that-they.html' title='Everyone would like to say that they write for themselves and nobody else...'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476727944287565707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555285.post-109475876626476022</id><published>2004-09-09T14:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-09T14:39:26.263-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Like a country station, I'm a little bit corny.</title><summary type='text'>To avoid a post dripping with cynicism and negativity, I will sum up the extent of these feelings in one sentence: With each day the amount of hatred and despising I have for Lubbock, Texas grows more and more obvious to me.To digress, sometimes I am absolutely amazed by the speed at which time flies or does not.  Sometimes 6 hours of classes seems to drone on for an interminable epoch of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/feeds/109475876626476022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555285&amp;postID=109475876626476022&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/109475876626476022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/109475876626476022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/2004/09/like-country-station-im-little-bit.html' title='Like a country station, I&apos;m a little bit corny.'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476727944287565707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555285.post-109409688508421277</id><published>2004-09-01T22:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-01T22:48:05.083-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A quickie Rant.</title><summary type='text'>I hate traffic and parking.  I hate the "food" at Tech.  I hate when a place that calls itself a credible university comes up with stupid ideas with no logic. I am going home tomorrow and that makes me happy.I had my 3 hour writing lab today and it occurs to me that I should have definently taken Newswriting before attempting to write news.  While my experience was more practical, having the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/feeds/109409688508421277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555285&amp;postID=109409688508421277&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/109409688508421277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/109409688508421277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/2004/09/quickie-rant.html' title='A quickie Rant.'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476727944287565707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555285.post-109397738474728168</id><published>2004-08-31T13:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-31T13:36:24.746-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Obligatory start of classes post/news that may shock you</title><summary type='text'>So, I'm back at Tech.  Needless to say (I think) I'm not very happy, but I will survive and not be miserable.  For those of you who don't know (most of you don't know I suppose), I have made some major changes in my life in the last couple of months that I haven't made public.First of all, I do not really like journalism.  Due to an internship, working, and classes, I in fact very much disklike</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/feeds/109397738474728168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555285&amp;postID=109397738474728168&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/109397738474728168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/109397738474728168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/2004/08/obligatory-start-of-classes-postnews.html' title='Obligatory start of classes post/news that may shock you'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476727944287565707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555285.post-109362776618947978</id><published>2004-08-27T12:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-27T12:29:26.190-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This is a test.  Do the pictures work?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/feeds/109362776618947978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555285&amp;postID=109362776618947978&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/109362776618947978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/109362776618947978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/2004/08/this-is-test.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476727944287565707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555285.post-109349123670058723</id><published>2004-08-25T22:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-25T22:33:56.700-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blondes have more fun (?)</title><summary type='text'>I got my back to school haircut today.  It's a little blonder and a little shorter, but really pretty much the same.  Leaving Saturday and really quite emotionless about it.  I'm so lost and such a mess to begin with that I really don't know how I feel about going back.  Am I sad? Yeah.  Excited? Sorta.  Honestly I just want to speed time up and be finished with college.  I want to be working, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/feeds/109349123670058723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555285&amp;postID=109349123670058723&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/109349123670058723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/109349123670058723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/2004/08/blondes-have-more-fun.html' title='Blondes have more fun (?)'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476727944287565707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555285.post-1093123366220010</id><published>2004-08-21T16:14:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-21T16:22:46.220-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Oklahoma is A-OK</title><summary type='text'>So I'm in Norman.  I've never been here before and it's interesting.  I've had a good time thus far, getting Ross moved in and arranging stuff.  We're going to Oklahoma City tonight for dinner and such, so that's exciting.Mostly, this trip makes me really excited to go back to Tech.  Getting all moved in and seeing my friends there and just living at school again is such a blast.  I'm quite </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/feeds/1093123366220010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555285&amp;postID=1093123366220010&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/1093123366220010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/1093123366220010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/2004/08/oklahoma-is-ok.html' title='Oklahoma is A-OK'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476727944287565707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555285.post-109271484025389509</id><published>2004-08-16T22:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-16T22:54:00.253-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Athens 2004</title><summary type='text'>I must confess that I have a huge undying love for the Olympics.  I have watched them all day every day since Friday.  My family had a Greek Festival on Friday for the opening ceremonies, and made all authentic Greek food.  Ross and I made Bakalava and it was quite outstanding.  I got to go to the European foods market too, which was an adventure.  Since then I've watched nothing but Olympics for</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/feeds/109271484025389509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555285&amp;postID=109271484025389509&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/109271484025389509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/109271484025389509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/2004/08/athens-2004.html' title='Athens 2004'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476727944287565707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555285.post-109202595516065333</id><published>2004-08-08T22:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-08T23:32:35.160-05:00</updated><title type='text'>God made the mall.</title><summary type='text'>As a child, I used to think that a popular sabbath school song was "God made the mall" instead of "God made them all."  An easy mistake to make.  I did an excessive amount of tax-free shopping this weekend, strange since usually I avoid the mall at all costs on crowded weekends.  I did like paying exactly what the sticker said, and bought 4 pairs of jeans, a pair of cute shoes and a pair of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/feeds/109202595516065333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555285&amp;postID=109202595516065333&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/109202595516065333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/109202595516065333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/2004/08/god-made-mall.html' title='God made the mall.'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476727944287565707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555285.post-109150464981506075</id><published>2004-08-02T22:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-02T22:44:09.816-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh the loss of interest...</title><summary type='text'>So, my posts have become even fewer and farther between...  You may wonder where I've been and what I've been up to and why I haven't seen you, the answer is this: I've been kidnapped by aliens.Okay, so that's a vicious lie.  Whatever.  Truth is between 6 hours of classes, 2 jobs, and endless obligations, I still have managed to maintain my hermit-life.   Am I sad?  Not at all.  I have 4 whole </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/feeds/109150464981506075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555285&amp;postID=109150464981506075&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/109150464981506075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/109150464981506075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/2004/08/oh-loss-of-interest.html' title='Oh the loss of interest...'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476727944287565707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555285.post-109087656952507818</id><published>2004-07-26T16:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-26T16:16:09.526-05:00</updated><title type='text'>On my becoming a homebody...</title><summary type='text'>It occurs to me today that I have not gone out (like really anywhere) in the past month.  I have had the same amount of money in my wallet for 4 weeks.  I've spent no money, had no coffee, seen no movies, bought no things, and eaten out nowhere.  I've worked, gone to class, and saved my pennies.  I haven't even been sad about it, but now I'm to the point where I miss everyone.  Like, I really </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/feeds/109087656952507818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555285&amp;postID=109087656952507818&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/109087656952507818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/109087656952507818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/2004/07/on-my-becoming-homebody.html' title='On my becoming a homebody...'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476727944287565707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555285.post-109029457175610463</id><published>2004-07-19T22:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-19T22:36:11.756-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A hodge-podge of information.</title><summary type='text'>So yeah, I haven't updated in nearly forever.  Not that tons of things have happened, but the mindless drivel is missing.   I started my 2 classes at Tarrant CC last week.  Man, no complaints.  Yes, it saddens me to arise for 7:30 class, but get this... my first teacher, of government (boo), says the first day of class, "Okay, so I can't really fill 2 hours, so is everyone okay with like </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/feeds/109029457175610463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555285&amp;postID=109029457175610463&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/109029457175610463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/109029457175610463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/2004/07/hodge-podge-of-information.html' title='A hodge-podge of information.'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476727944287565707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555285.post-108977830897136103</id><published>2004-07-13T22:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-13T23:11:48.970-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My eyes are sunburnt.</title><summary type='text'>Sometimes if I've spent too much time outside (or in a tanning bed) I feel like my eyes are burnt, yet I wear sunglasses religiously... is this possible?  They burn, aichee!Starting summer school tomorrow and I am not the slightest bit excited about it.  Boo on waking up at the godforsaken hour of 6 to drag my ass to 4 hours of class, NO BUENO!  I went to the gas station with my mom tonight and</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/feeds/108977830897136103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555285&amp;postID=108977830897136103&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/108977830897136103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/108977830897136103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/2004/07/my-eyes-are-sunburnt.html' title='My eyes are sunburnt.'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476727944287565707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555285.post-108969571820010692</id><published>2004-07-13T00:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-13T00:15:18.200-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A gimme post.</title><summary type='text'>I have been planning a real post all day, but at the moment, words escape me.  What is a good quote for you? by grlinteruptedNameColorSay what??"I wasn't sleeping. There was a fly in my eye and I was trying to smother it."Created with the ORIGINAL MemeGen!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/feeds/108969571820010692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555285&amp;postID=108969571820010692&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/108969571820010692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/108969571820010692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/2004/07/gimme-post.html' title='A gimme post.'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476727944287565707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555285.post-108925769927582407</id><published>2004-07-07T22:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-07T22:34:59.276-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bandstand, Disneyland, Growing up fast... drinking on a fake I.D...</title><summary type='text'>I think I use too many words in titling things.  Just an observation.  I'm such a slacker.  I never post, but do I have any reason not to?  No.  Aside from overall computer fatigue (i.e. I work too long and my eyes burn), no excuse.  Luckily my summer classes start next week, so that should provide a) entertaining blog-fodder, and b) an excuse for not posting.  Bueno.A humorous note, lately my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/feeds/108925769927582407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555285&amp;postID=108925769927582407&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/108925769927582407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/108925769927582407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/2004/07/bandstand-disneyland-growing-up-fast.html' title='Bandstand, Disneyland, Growing up fast... drinking on a fake I.D...'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476727944287565707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555285.post-108874487139121158</id><published>2004-07-01T22:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-02T00:07:51.393-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate when the radio station playing in the tanning salon decides to have an Usher marathon during your 20 minute session...</title><summary type='text'>That really pisses me off.  I mean, I can take maybe one Usher song, but 6?  Just another prime example of why Clear Channel, the bane of my existence, sucks.Well, I had just written this long schpiel on how I don't think anyone reads this anymore and how I don't really care because I write for me and not anyone else, but then I tried to put in a percent sign, describing how people only listen </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/feeds/108874487139121158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555285&amp;postID=108874487139121158&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/108874487139121158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/108874487139121158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/2004/07/i-hate-when-radio-station-playing-in.html' title='I hate when the radio station playing in the tanning salon decides to have an Usher marathon during your 20 minute session...'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476727944287565707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555285.post-108856081787043232</id><published>2004-06-29T20:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-29T21:02:57.126-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain, Tax, after lightning the thunder cracks..</title><summary type='text'>So following days and days of intense rain, Six flags shut down today due to heavy floods.  I was at work in the Plano office today and we lost power for about 20 minutes.  I love the rain so much, and we always need it, so I'm not one to complain, but I would like to go swimming or lay out, or read in my hammock without it getting me all wet.  I've been so ridiculously busy lately, so I'd like</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/feeds/108856081787043232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555285&amp;postID=108856081787043232&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/108856081787043232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/108856081787043232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/2004/06/rain-tax-after-lightning-thunder.html' title='Rain, Tax, after lightning the thunder cracks..'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476727944287565707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555285.post-108814660981307408</id><published>2004-06-25T01:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-25T01:56:49.813-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Open up your eyes...</title><summary type='text'>So it's like 1:30, my cousin is spending the night with me, and she is showing no signs of fatigue (my eyelids are drooping here...).  She's from California and so cool because none of my cousins are my age (the closest family member to my age is Joel). So tired though, ridiculously.  Tomorrow I'm laking it up, wooha.  Josef and I invested in some swanky new AGBs today for maximum boardage, so </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/feeds/108814660981307408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555285&amp;postID=108814660981307408&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/108814660981307408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/108814660981307408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/2004/06/open-up-your-eyes.html' title='Open up your eyes...'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476727944287565707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555285.post-108794864419622268</id><published>2004-06-22T18:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-22T20:10:38.493-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Things that are irritating to me:</title><summary type='text'>1. waiting in lines, waiting in rooms, just waiting in general.2. When people ask you a billion questions that are all essentially asking the same thing.3. Having blood drawn.4. That my hair is sorta curly, but I lost my curling iron so I can't fix it.5. I have relatives here until Friday.Okay, end rant.Mostly, everytime I open this page my mom and dad instantly see the words "gargantuan </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/feeds/108794864419622268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555285&amp;postID=108794864419622268&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/108794864419622268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/108794864419622268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/2004/06/things-that-are-irritating-to-me.html' title='Things that are irritating to me:'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476727944287565707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555285.post-108745057862664296</id><published>2004-06-17T00:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-17T00:36:18.626-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Carpet sucks a gargantuan cock.</title><summary type='text'>Some days inevitably suck.  So what?  We take the bad with the good and move on.  I have never had a day with such extreme hell that I wasn't able to suck it up and just think that tomorrow would be better.  I'll admit, it was my own fault.  I shouldn't have procrastinated, should've double checked those deadlines, whatever.  It basically came down to this: I thought I had a good week left to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/feeds/108745057862664296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555285&amp;postID=108745057862664296&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/108745057862664296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/108745057862664296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/2004/06/carpet-sucks-gargantuan-cock.html' title='Carpet sucks a gargantuan cock.'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476727944287565707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555285.post-108727640200403832</id><published>2004-06-14T23:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-15T00:13:22.003-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been 10 days...</title><summary type='text'>I can't really use the vacation excuse to put off updating any longer.  Home since Saturday... right.  The beach was quite marvelous.  Beautiful weather, excellent conditions, everything wicked awesome.  I did get slightly agitated at some of my extended family (not so as to make the trip any less enjoyable, but let's just say I'm glad to be home), but I bought a delightful straw cowboy hat with </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/feeds/108727640200403832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555285&amp;postID=108727640200403832&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/108727640200403832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/108727640200403832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/2004/06/its-been-10-days.html' title='It&apos;s been 10 days...'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476727944287565707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555285.post-108638463572889986</id><published>2004-06-04T16:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-04T16:30:35.726-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pour Some Sugar on Me...</title><summary type='text'>So my last post was a little whiny/soul searching/complaining and I'm pretty much over that now.  I still feel really lost, like I don't have any goals or drive or anything, but I think I'm gonna take a July class and start going to the Y religiously again, which should help me some.  However, in just a few hours (at 3:00 this morning to be exact) I'm leaving for a week of beach paradise.  I'll</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/feeds/108638463572889986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555285&amp;postID=108638463572889986&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/108638463572889986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/108638463572889986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/2004/06/pour-some-sugar-on-me.html' title='Pour Some Sugar on Me...'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476727944287565707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555285.post-108629290460807895</id><published>2004-06-03T14:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-03T15:01:44.606-05:00</updated><title type='text'>carpet schmarpet</title><summary type='text'>So I've become completely immersed in carpet.  There are worse things I suppose.  I hate to keep writing about the same lame problems and issues time and time again, but sadly things haven't changed much.  I'm at this point in my life where I just want things to move.  Everything is going great for me right now, I have this kick ass job that is a phenomenal opportunity and is allowing me to get </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/feeds/108629290460807895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555285&amp;postID=108629290460807895&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/108629290460807895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/108629290460807895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/2004/06/carpet-schmarpet.html' title='carpet schmarpet'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476727944287565707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555285.post-108615701535905653</id><published>2004-06-01T23:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-02T01:16:55.360-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Like Steve McQueen</title><summary type='text'>You know, the only thing I ever liked about Xanga's is how they always have what they are reading/watching/listening too.  I mean, in actuality it's annoying because I am confident that most of those are lies, but sometimes I'm in a particular song mood and wouldn't mind sharing it.  Thus the title.I haven't posted in a week and the last thing I put was that I was a radioactive squirrel and a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/feeds/108615701535905653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555285&amp;postID=108615701535905653&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/108615701535905653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/108615701535905653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/2004/06/like-steve-mcqueen.html' title='Like Steve McQueen'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476727944287565707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555285.post-108558150756289349</id><published>2004-05-26T09:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-26T09:25:38.453-05:00</updated><title type='text'>In honor of my 100th post...</title><summary type='text'>	LOOK OUT!ïòðErin Simmons is a radioactive squirrel!!Username:From Go-Quiz.com </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/feeds/108558150756289349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555285&amp;postID=108558150756289349&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/108558150756289349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/108558150756289349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/2004/05/in-honor-of-my-100th-post.html' title='In honor of my 100th post...'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476727944287565707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555285.post-108544751617329258</id><published>2004-05-24T20:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-24T20:11:56.173-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I have a fabulous roommate.</title><summary type='text'>Hilary is the best roommate ever, here's why I love Hilary today:TheUberFox: I told my mom about taking diet pills the other dayDaiseemai77: oh yea? what did she sayTheUberFox: she thought it was funnyTheUberFox: we were talking about getting up early and I was like, "yeah, you know what works for me...?"Daiseemai77: hahaDaiseemai77: dude yea, other than waking you up, diet pills are </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/feeds/108544751617329258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555285&amp;postID=108544751617329258&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/108544751617329258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/108544751617329258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/2004/05/i-have-fabulous-roommate.html' title='I have a fabulous roommate.'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476727944287565707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555285.post-108511575167891081</id><published>2004-05-20T23:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-21T00:02:31.680-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I reckon heaven is a place where time is non-existent, yeah.</title><summary type='text'>I wish that my life was interesting.  Who could fortell that at the one point in my life where everything is working out simply as planned, and things are just going great, that my life could be so absolutely boring. I shouldn't complain.  I have 2 swank jobs with unbelievable freedom.  One that allows me to cultivate my choice in career paths, and the other that allows me to rake in the money.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/feeds/108511575167891081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555285&amp;postID=108511575167891081&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/108511575167891081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/108511575167891081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/2004/05/i-reckon-heaven-is-place-where-time-is.html' title='I reckon heaven is a place where time is non-existent, yeah.'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476727944287565707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555285.post-108477753230597101</id><published>2004-05-17T01:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-17T02:05:32.306-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The most excitement I've ever experienced at 1:30...</title><summary type='text'>Never in my life have I wanted more than to scream wildly and dance around my house with uncontrollable joy than this very moment.  As many of you know, I bagged a swank internship at a magazine for the summer.  My editor, on my first day of work, gave me the opportunity to write the events around town page, by-line and all.  This was most exciting, but most daunting.  I have never ever written </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/feeds/108477753230597101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555285&amp;postID=108477753230597101&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/108477753230597101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/108477753230597101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/2004/05/most-excitement-ive-ever-experienced.html' title='The most excitement I&apos;ve ever experienced at 1:30...'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476727944287565707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555285.post-108464519925432677</id><published>2004-05-15T13:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-15T13:19:59.253-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Saturday afternoon quiz-let:What Is Your Battle Cry?Who is that, rampaging amidst the terrain! It is Erin, hands clutching buzzsaw hand extensions! And with a mighty grunt, her voice cometh:"I'm going to fuck you until war is peace!!!"Find out!Enter username: Are you a girl, or a guy ?created by beatings : powered by monkeysAlso, I kept both comments up to see which I prefer?  Any preferences?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/feeds/108464519925432677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555285&amp;postID=108464519925432677&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/108464519925432677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/108464519925432677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/2004/05/saturday-afternoon-quiz-let-what-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476727944287565707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555285.post-108460421847471678</id><published>2004-05-15T00:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-15T01:56:58.473-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Virtual Insanity</title><summary type='text'>Sometimes it feels like your life gets thrown into a cuisinart and sometimes it ends up being some sort of gross green nonsense, and sometimes it's a really good strawberry shake...I got my internship.  I'm writing/doing PR work for a magazine based in plano, House &amp; Home.  I am really excited about it and my boss, Libby, calls today to see if I can start doing some work for her since the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/feeds/108460421847471678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555285&amp;postID=108460421847471678&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/108460421847471678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/108460421847471678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/2004/05/virtual-insanity.html' title='Virtual Insanity'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476727944287565707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555285.post-108416940094536654</id><published>2004-05-10T00:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-10T01:10:00.946-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Highway to Hell</title><summary type='text'>If you haven't already, you should most definently see Detroit Rock City, really hilarious.I'm really happy that it's summertime.  This makes me so very very happy.  Had a lovely mother's day with breakfasting and such, I got my mom a new coffee maker and some nice coffee, which I believe she enjoyed.  Washed my dirty dirty car, which made me very happy.  Finally scraped all those nastified </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/feeds/108416940094536654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555285&amp;postID=108416940094536654&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/108416940094536654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/108416940094536654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/2004/05/highway-to-hell.html' title='Highway to Hell'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476727944287565707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555285.post-108399313685203025</id><published>2004-05-08T00:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-08T00:17:53.466-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Free.</title><summary type='text'>Home for the summer.  How lovely, and to celebrate, a quiz:  You're Costa Rica!  You're about as peaceful as anyone on the planet, a real dyed-in-the-wool pacifist.  And why not?  No one really poses much of a threat to you and everything seems to work out, no matter how much violence and insanity rages all around you.  So you relax and appreciate nature and culture while the rest of the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/feeds/108399313685203025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555285&amp;postID=108399313685203025&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/108399313685203025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/108399313685203025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/2004/05/home-free.html' title='Home Free.'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476727944287565707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555285.post-108387886398938926</id><published>2004-05-06T16:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-06T16:30:57.200-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't be held responsible...</title><summary type='text'>It is absolutely unbelievable to me that I'm going home tomorrow, for a whole summer, actually moving back home.  Showering barefoot, cooking, being within walking distance of a couch...  amazing.  Since my computer is royally fucked, I've been slightly MIA lately.  Normally it would bother me to go a week without a computer, but somehow I haven't even had time to mess with it (much less worry </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/feeds/108387886398938926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555285&amp;postID=108387886398938926&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/108387886398938926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/108387886398938926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/2004/05/i-cant-be-held-responsible.html' title='I can&apos;t be held responsible...'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476727944287565707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555285.post-108370785342670265</id><published>2004-05-04T16:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-04T17:00:26.593-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am 23% evil.&lt;!-- Image here! --&gt;I try to stay away from evil deeds but succumb to temptation every once in a while. I'm not quite on my way to hell but I certainly have some explaining to do.Are you evil? find out at Hilowitz.comSeriously, something is very wrong with that.  I coulda sworn I was worse.  I hate animals for goodness sakes!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/feeds/108370785342670265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555285&amp;postID=108370785342670265&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/108370785342670265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/108370785342670265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/2004/05/i-am-23-evil.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476727944287565707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555285.post-108348187304490477</id><published>2004-05-02T02:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-02T02:14:21.936-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tonight, I'll be your naughty girl.</title><summary type='text'>Late night MTV with Beyonce... interesting.  Has anyone else noticed that MTV has suddenly decided to pay attention to the Music and plays videos all the time now?  Interesting.  Today I embarked on day 1 of insane amounts of studying, accomplishing around 50 of my 200 history terms.  I would've done more, but today Hilary and I made the amazing discovery that our beds are quite bouncy and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/feeds/108348187304490477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555285&amp;postID=108348187304490477&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/108348187304490477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/108348187304490477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/2004/05/tonight-ill-be-your-naughty-girl.html' title='Tonight, I&apos;ll be your naughty girl.'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476727944287565707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555285.post-108334844943568708</id><published>2004-04-30T13:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-30T13:10:36.826-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Things are just not right when...</title><summary type='text'>You wake up after sleeping six hours and think, "Damn!  That's the most sleep I've had all week, I feel great!"  Ya know, in high school, I had to get 8 hours or I just couldn't funciton and now I can do fine on 3-5 for a few days and then WHAM it just hits you.  Tonight I'll be crashing for an extended period of time followed by countless sleepless nights of straight studying.  Why?  Because I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/feeds/108334844943568708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555285&amp;postID=108334844943568708&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/108334844943568708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/108334844943568708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/2004/04/things-are-just-not-right-when.html' title='Things are just not right when...'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476727944287565707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555285.post-108321791958040249</id><published>2004-04-29T00:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-29T00:55:04.810-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Telegraph, telephone, telling you, I'm coming home soon.</title><summary type='text'>There is calculus happening in my room and I don't like it, so I decided to let Zeppeling drown out the noise and just unfocus.  After a seemingly insane week, Hilary and I decided to spend the day shopping.  I must say, one of the highlights of college is the ability to just take off and go to the mall for the afternoon on a Wedneday with no remorse.  I bought some fabulous skirts, a tank top </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/feeds/108321791958040249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555285&amp;postID=108321791958040249&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/108321791958040249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/108321791958040249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/2004/04/telegraph-telephone-telling-you-im.html' title='Telegraph, telephone, telling you, I&apos;m coming home soon.'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476727944287565707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555285.post-108312929483462967</id><published>2004-04-28T00:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-28T00:17:59.560-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Well, I'm not the one who acted like a ho.</title><summary type='text'>So, I just got back from seeing the OFFSPRING!   Yes folks, The offspring, live, in Lubbock tonight.  Most excellent, I've wanted to see them since like 7th grade, so when Graham called on a whim to see if I was interested, I most definently was.  There weren't all that many people there, I mean it was at Canyon, so a decent crowd, but damn, the worst pit I've ever experienced.  It made me happy </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/feeds/108312929483462967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555285&amp;postID=108312929483462967&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/108312929483462967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/108312929483462967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/2004/04/well-im-not-one-who-acted-like-ho.html' title='Well, I&apos;m not the one who acted like a ho.'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476727944287565707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555285.post-108284293881039848</id><published>2004-04-24T16:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-24T16:45:19.843-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Return from Afar</title><summary type='text'>Actually, I've had internet for a while, and quite frankly the time to post too, just never actually get around to it.  Odd too, cause I'll be walking around or in class and formulate long stories/posts/ideas and then even open blogger and I'm completely at a loss.  I really can't believe that this semester is almost over.  Simply amazing that in less than two weeks I'll be living at home again.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/feeds/108284293881039848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555285&amp;postID=108284293881039848&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/108284293881039848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/108284293881039848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/2004/04/return-from-afar.html' title='Return from Afar'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476727944287565707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555285.post-108222621964314727</id><published>2004-04-17T13:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-17T13:26:33.826-05:00</updated><title type='text'>On Tech and it's sucking...</title><summary type='text'>So if you've noticed a hiatus in posting/commenting/chatting/overall connection with the world lately, it would be because Tech IT sucks a fattie.  Apparently in the disillusioned world of IT, cutting off one's internet because they have a virus and not telling them/warning them/letting them fix it, etc. and then when they call, taking their computer for 5 days is a good idea.  Yes, Thursday </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/feeds/108222621964314727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555285&amp;postID=108222621964314727&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/108222621964314727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/108222621964314727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/2004/04/on-tech-and-its-sucking.html' title='On Tech and it&apos;s sucking...'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476727944287565707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555285.post-108195831562511298</id><published>2004-04-14T10:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-14T11:01:26.140-05:00</updated><title type='text'>On my life finally not resembling a cuisinart...</title><summary type='text'>Finally, things have slowed down.  The last three weeks have been absolutely awful in terms of work and stress and hell.  This could explain my lack of posting.  Thankfully, everything has somewhat subsided.  My plate for the week consists of an English paper, and a little history response assignment.  My group presentation for b&amp;p is next Tuesday, so I have a few group meetings, etc.  But, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/feeds/108195831562511298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555285&amp;postID=108195831562511298&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/108195831562511298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/108195831562511298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/2004/04/on-my-life-finally-not-resembling.html' title='On my life finally not resembling a cuisinart...'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476727944287565707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555285.post-108186419379181281</id><published>2004-04-13T08:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-13T08:52:44.110-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You're a consumer whore!  And how! which rejected character are you? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/feeds/108186419379181281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555285&amp;postID=108186419379181281&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/108186419379181281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/108186419379181281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/2004/04/youre-consumer-whore-and-how-which.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476727944287565707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555285.post-108149208842383190</id><published>2004-04-09T01:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-09T01:30:54.043-05:00</updated><title type='text'>California I'm coming home.</title><summary type='text'>The one thing I do love about driving all by myself to the land of home is that I can listen to two hours of Joni Mitchell without criticism, griping, complaint, or being made fun of.  This makes me very happy.  I actually had an enjoyable drive, I just soaked it up and relaxed the whole time.  Sometimes I get so caught up in thought that I don't live for the moment, and I just drove for five </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/feeds/108149208842383190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555285&amp;postID=108149208842383190&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/108149208842383190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/108149208842383190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/2004/04/california-im-coming-home.html' title='California I&apos;m coming home.'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476727944287565707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555285.post-108128647859838115</id><published>2004-04-06T16:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-07T09:44:35.093-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Which Family Guy character are you?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/feeds/108128647859838115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555285&amp;postID=108128647859838115&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/108128647859838115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/108128647859838115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/2004/04/which-family-guy-character-are-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476727944287565707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555285.post-108118078169065044</id><published>2004-04-05T10:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-05T11:02:23.153-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Daylight savins is rather worthless when it's stormy.</title><summary type='text'>Was written at 2:30 this morning, but seeing as Tech is ghetto, I lost my connection.It's been raining for days, and that's okay because I like rain.  I really like storms where the lightning fills the sky, the thunder fills your chest, and you get chills.  Lubbock just produces rivers of dirt, so if it wasn't enough to have dust everywhere, you can also have mud.  Brilliant.I am especially </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/feeds/108118078169065044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555285&amp;postID=108118078169065044&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/108118078169065044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/108118078169065044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/2004/04/daylight-savins-is-rather-worthless.html' title='Daylight savins is rather worthless when it&apos;s stormy.'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476727944287565707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555285.post-108071741807853479</id><published>2004-03-31T01:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-03-31T01:19:34.780-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Until the Sun Comes Up Over Santa Monica Boulevard...</title><summary type='text'>Take the quiz: "Which American City Are You?"Los AngelesYou are the epitome of duality. You'll deal with all the strife to bask in all the glamour.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/feeds/108071741807853479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555285&amp;postID=108071741807853479&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/108071741807853479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/108071741807853479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/2004/03/until-sun-comes-up-over-santa-monica.html' title='Until the Sun Comes Up Over Santa Monica Boulevard...'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476727944287565707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555285.post-108070855839694400</id><published>2004-03-30T22:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-03-30T22:51:54.670-06:00</updated><title type='text'>There are only 4 Tuesdays left and this makes me happy.</title><summary type='text'>I absolutely despise tuesdays.  The root of all evil.  Summer is so near I can taste it and it's funny because I'm so devoid of thought recently.  I'm kind of on auto-pilot, but whatever.  I decided that it's that weird post-spring break depression/yearning for summer that affects the best of us.  Well that and 5 tests in 10 days.  Pardon me while I shoot myself.  I am not really sure what to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/feeds/108070855839694400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555285&amp;postID=108070855839694400&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/108070855839694400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/108070855839694400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/2004/03/there-are-only-4-tuesdays-left-and.html' title='There are only 4 Tuesdays left and this makes me happy.'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476727944287565707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555285.post-108027582827539184</id><published>2004-03-25T22:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-03-25T22:39:39.530-06:00</updated><title type='text'>An "out of mind" experience</title><summary type='text'>I have felt, for the past week, like I have been in a complete and utter daze.  People will talk and instantly my mind goes to other things.  I am out of it, confused, distracted, and just zonked.  Like, I usually have some problems paying attention.  In class, after a while, my mind drifts into other topics, but now it's like I can't bring myself back to reality or the moment.  I don't know </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/feeds/108027582827539184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555285&amp;postID=108027582827539184&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/108027582827539184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/108027582827539184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/2004/03/out-of-mind-experience.html' title='An &quot;out of mind&quot; experience'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476727944287565707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555285.post-108010496773439946</id><published>2004-03-23T23:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-03-23T23:11:57.436-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Lifted, Shifted higher than the ceiling</title><summary type='text'>So this really sucks.  I decided to spend spring break NOT worrying, stressing, or even really thinking about school because my brain needed a vacation.  This has come back to bite me in the ass.  I have so much to do this week that my whole calendar is purple.  I mean, it's sickening how quickly the amount of stuff can accumulate.  I have every waking moment of every day full until about Easter.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/feeds/108010496773439946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555285&amp;postID=108010496773439946&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/108010496773439946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/108010496773439946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/2004/03/lifted-shifted-higher-than-ceiling.html' title='Lifted, Shifted higher than the ceiling'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476727944287565707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555285.post-107981037956590977</id><published>2004-03-20T13:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-03-20T13:22:05.700-06:00</updated><title type='text'>More reasons not to go to a zoo...</title><summary type='text'>THIS is why people should not attend zoos (aside from overall  hatred of animals).  The last time I went to a zoo, a bird pooed on me, which ended my zoo relationship.  My cousin and uncle were actually at the zoo then, and had left shortly before the rabid gorilla attack.  I could not help but find this story absolutely hilarious, the animal rights activists, the small child who was in ICU until</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/feeds/107981037956590977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555285&amp;postID=107981037956590977&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/107981037956590977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/107981037956590977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/2004/03/more-reasons-not-to-go-to-zoo.html' title='More reasons not to go to a zoo...'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476727944287565707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555285.post-107972774600755027</id><published>2004-03-19T14:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-03-19T14:24:51.233-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Renewed Faith in QT...</title><summary type='text'>I must say, the one thing I miss more than anything else in Lubbock is the QT.  I mean, I used to be impressed merely by the wall of soda and hotzis, but a new phenomenon has struck, the QuikShake.  You get this cup out by the milk section and take off the foil and stick it in the QS machine and select the desired thickness and it adds milk and "shakes" it for you.  It is quite a novel invention,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/feeds/107972774600755027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555285&amp;postID=107972774600755027&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/107972774600755027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/107972774600755027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/2004/03/renewed-faith-in-qt.html' title='Renewed Faith in QT...'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476727944287565707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555285.post-107963360920765609</id><published>2004-03-18T12:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-03-18T12:15:53.390-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't want to go to Paris, I get enough French with my fries.</title><summary type='text'>So I'm home again.  In Grand Prairie.  Just finished folding laundry for about an hour, while watching the Creek.  Yes, for those of you who don't know, here's a deep dark secret: I'm secretly addicted to the Creek.  My ski trip was muy fabuloso.  I got stopped by snowpigs for skiing too fast, which was really quite badass.  Also sustained some great contusions from boots and a sexy sunburn, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/feeds/107963360920765609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555285&amp;postID=107963360920765609&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/107963360920765609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/107963360920765609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/2004/03/i-dont-want-to-go-to-paris-i-get.html' title='I don&apos;t want to go to Paris, I get enough French with my fries.'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476727944287565707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555285.post-107903155177495965</id><published>2004-03-11T12:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-03-11T13:01:28.356-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Breaking</title><summary type='text'>So officially I am 18 minutes in to spring break.  Yay!  Unfortunatly it has been a maddening day thus far.  I was originally planning on writing a long "think piece" about my thoughts on spring break, and it was going to be slightly offensive, yet truthful and thoughtful, but then I was overwhelmed by things irritating me, so I took a new tangent.To begin, I allowed this guy James to borrow my</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/feeds/107903155177495965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555285&amp;postID=107903155177495965&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/107903155177495965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/107903155177495965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/2004/03/spring-breaking.html' title='Spring Breaking'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476727944287565707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555285.post-107884439282521685</id><published>2004-03-09T08:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-03-09T09:02:08.060-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Lipstick Not Bombs (?)</title><summary type='text'>So it's Tuesday morning, and after opting to skip Political Science this morning I have accomplished so much and still have like 40 minutes of downtime left.  Amazing.  Finished my long tape and made my extensive to-do list for the week consisting of 8 items.  Thankfully 3 are fun, easy things (like packing, and making my schedule, etc.) 2 I don't actually have to do until after Spring break, but</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/feeds/107884439282521685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555285&amp;postID=107884439282521685&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/107884439282521685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/107884439282521685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/2004/03/lipstick-not-bombs.html' title='Lipstick Not Bombs (?)'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476727944287565707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555285.post-107841226358052665</id><published>2004-03-04T08:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-03-04T08:59:52.996-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Too early to type coherently...</title><summary type='text'>So, I just finished my political science test and have even more proof that the prof is a psycho hose beast.  I swear, tests that have absolutely NOTHING to do with lecture except for a random, "In class we discussed..." which actually means "I mentioned this in class, but did not place any emphasis on it, and it's probably not in your notes."  So irritating!  I mean, I think I did okay, but it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/feeds/107841226358052665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555285&amp;postID=107841226358052665&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/107841226358052665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/107841226358052665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/2004/03/too-early-to-type-coherently.html' title='Too early to type coherently...'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476727944287565707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555285.post-107808150896590466</id><published>2004-02-29T13:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-29T13:07:15.296-06:00</updated><title type='text'>On my love affair with Sunday morning...</title><summary type='text'>Sunday morning is the most fabulous time of the entire week, and I am sipping my apple juice in utter delight planning my day.For the first time in what seems like weeks, I am in complete silence.  Although truthfully, I should be working, this small moment of peace was overwhelming and really engaged me in thought, so writing seemed the only logical response.  I suppose this grand serenity is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/feeds/107808150896590466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555285&amp;postID=107808150896590466&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/107808150896590466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/107808150896590466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/2004/02/on-my-love-affair-with-sunday-morning.html' title='On my love affair with Sunday morning...'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476727944287565707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555285.post-107790989181288081</id><published>2004-02-27T13:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-27T13:26:55.890-06:00</updated><title type='text'>miniskirts and mania.</title><summary type='text'>I am so ready for summer it isn't even cute anymore.  I have even taken to wearing shorts all the time, regardless of the freezing weather, and I stopped eating soup because it reminds me of winter.  Ice tea has replaced hot tea, and flip flops have replaced boots.  I am ready.  It's Friday, noon-thirty, I'm showered, dressed, hair dried, and room clean.  Procrastinating writing this bulb forcing</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/feeds/107790989181288081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555285&amp;postID=107790989181288081&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/107790989181288081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/107790989181288081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/2004/02/miniskirts-and-mania.html' title='miniskirts and mania.'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476727944287565707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555285.post-107773108074479737</id><published>2004-02-25T11:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-25T11:46:42.466-06:00</updated><title type='text'>aroon was here</title><summary type='text'>uh wow.  aroon is so damn cool.  i wish i could be like him.  also, i was reading my diary and i found this entry and found it quite humorous.  enjoy.You'd think I'd arrived at the point where I know that studying doesn't enhance my grade, but I just can't do it. I can pretend that studying improves my grades, but I know in my heart it does not. The only thing saving me is a basic knowledge of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/feeds/107773108074479737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555285&amp;postID=107773108074479737&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/107773108074479737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/107773108074479737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/2004/02/aroon-was-here.html' title='aroon was here'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476727944287565707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555285.post-107749535412417679</id><published>2004-02-22T18:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-22T18:19:43.543-06:00</updated><title type='text'>*in homestar voice* "that's weird."</title><summary type='text'>Sometimes things are far too surreal, even for me, and hell, I'm eccentric.  To begin, last night in a fit of insanity, Hila and I decide to check the mail, and I get this letter from sbs saying something like, "hey!  We're giving you money, for no reason!" and a check for $250.  They never cease to amaze me.  First with parking tickets that I don't deserve, then you owe money, and holds on my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/feeds/107749535412417679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555285&amp;postID=107749535412417679&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/107749535412417679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/107749535412417679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/2004/02/in-homestar-voice-thats-weird.html' title='*in homestar voice* &quot;that&apos;s weird.&quot;'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476727944287565707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555285.post-107725392619777774</id><published>2004-02-19T23:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-19T23:14:02.873-06:00</updated><title type='text'>If you like pina coladas...</title><summary type='text'>I just started this by recounting this strange story about the pina colada song and it's meaning in my life, blah blah blah, but then I decided it was boring and better told in person.  I am in the most fabulous of moods right now.  Have the whole weekend ahead of me.  Unfortunately, lots of work too, but the extra cash has been a welcome change and opened up a whole new world of ebay shopping.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/feeds/107725392619777774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555285&amp;postID=107725392619777774&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/107725392619777774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/107725392619777774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/2004/02/if-you-like-pina-coladas.html' title='If you like pina coladas...'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476727944287565707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555285.post-107699426918825316</id><published>2004-02-16T23:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-16T23:06:22.966-06:00</updated><title type='text'>On diving into a sea of superficiality</title><summary type='text'>For the first time in what seems like forever, my "to-do" list for the week only consists of 4 things, and two I don't actually have to do.  Granted it's only Monday, but let's pause for a moment and appreciate a week I can devote to myself, ::antler dance of joy::.It's officially 24 days until spring break.  How exciting.  For those of you with the same SB, fun times ahead.  Going skiing the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/feeds/107699426918825316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555285&amp;postID=107699426918825316&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/107699426918825316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/107699426918825316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/2004/02/on-diving-into-sea-of-superficiality.html' title='On diving into a sea of superficiality'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476727944287565707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555285.post-107672085838922104</id><published>2004-02-13T19:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-13T19:09:28.950-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Not really funny haha, but funny in its own sick and twisted sorta way, </title><summary type='text'>So this has been a fabulous friday the 13th.  I say that...  I did laundry today.  Thing that's kinda funny #1: Woke up to the glorious revelation that I have tonsilitis.  That perked my day right up ::rolls eyes:: so I can't so much swallow or talk or like breathe through my mouth.  That is nice.  So now I'm on antibiotics, gargling peroxide, and spritzing chloraseptic.  Wow, now if that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/feeds/107672085838922104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555285&amp;postID=107672085838922104&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/107672085838922104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/107672085838922104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/2004/02/not-really-funny-haha-but-funny-in-its.html' title='Not really funny haha, but funny in its own sick and twisted sorta way, '/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476727944287565707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555285.post-107653129338295677</id><published>2004-02-11T14:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-11T14:30:01.420-06:00</updated><title type='text'>On my being completely void of a clue...</title><summary type='text'>It just occurs to me, today, on February 11, 2004 that I am completely and utterly clueless.  I began my journey into the delves of uncertainty just several hours ago.  I had decided that if I were to finish my history paper today (which seeing as I'm doing this right now, may or may not happen) then I would have a pretty easy next two weeks.  True, I could just do it this weekend, but how </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/feeds/107653129338295677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555285&amp;postID=107653129338295677&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/107653129338295677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/107653129338295677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/2004/02/on-my-being-completely-void-of-clue.html' title='On my being completely void of a clue...'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476727944287565707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555285.post-107629937630159342</id><published>2004-02-08T22:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-08T22:04:41.950-06:00</updated><title type='text'>quick update</title><summary type='text'>Just helped (by helped I mean "did most of") Jack finish do his science fair project and it looks darn good.  Had a fabulous weekend at home.  Time has flown by so fast that I didn't even realize that I hadn't been home in nearly a month.  It's kinda crazy.  2 tests this week.  B&amp;P and Hort.  Shouldn't be too hard, but they are those tests where if you don't study you will probably get a B and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/feeds/107629937630159342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555285&amp;postID=107629937630159342&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/107629937630159342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/107629937630159342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/2004/02/quick-update.html' title='quick update'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476727944287565707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555285.post-107593233581171299</id><published>2004-02-04T16:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-04T16:07:17.186-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Southbound, 35.</title><summary type='text'>So, in less than 24 hours I will be returning home for the weekend.  It's odd thinking that it's been nearly a month since I've been there and the time has flown.  Taking a gargantuan class load was a good idea in theory, but I just feel like I have no time anymore.  Last semester I just messed around, studying when I had to, no stress.  Now I feel like my life is a whirlwind of mess.  Like a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/feeds/107593233581171299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555285&amp;postID=107593233581171299&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/107593233581171299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/107593233581171299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/2004/02/southbound-35.html' title='Southbound, 35.'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476727944287565707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555285.post-107569799526605574</id><published>2004-02-01T22:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-01T23:01:33.153-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tacos.</title><summary type='text'>I really love tacos.  I am just finishing an excellent taco villa soft taco, and I have decided that my favorite food, of all time, is tacos.  Tacos and strawberry milkshakes, fabulous.  Now I feel totally fulfilled.  *Sigh*.  So this weekend I worked, made some cash moneys.  Sadly, I still have craploads upon craploads of homework to finish.  Paper to write, poli-sci to study, history to read...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/feeds/107569799526605574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555285&amp;postID=107569799526605574&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/107569799526605574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/107569799526605574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/2004/02/tacos.html' title='Tacos.'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476727944287565707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555285.post-107553336657905517</id><published>2004-01-31T01:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-01-31T01:17:43.170-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost.</title><summary type='text'>It occurs to me, at 12:58 on Friday night, that I have not updated in quite some time.  Interesting.  This is one of those semesters that flies by and you just don't even know how you ever have time to stop and read the magazine you bought last week.  Last semester I was so lazy and frequently bored and now I never feel like I have enough hours in the day.  I never thought I would sustain that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/feeds/107553336657905517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555285&amp;postID=107553336657905517&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/107553336657905517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/107553336657905517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/2004/01/lost.html' title='Lost.'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476727944287565707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555285.post-107499081379803167</id><published>2004-01-24T18:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-01-26T10:17:01.593-06:00</updated><title type='text'>housekeeping? You want me fluff your pillow?</title><summary type='text'>Okay, so I've done some updating.  Links have been fixed, and pictures are up!Go HERE.  I've started small, but I'll put more up when time is in my favor.Have a great weekend! What Finding Nemo Character are You? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/feeds/107499081379803167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555285&amp;postID=107499081379803167&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/107499081379803167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/107499081379803167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/2004/01/housekeeping-you-want-me-fluff-your.html' title='housekeeping? You want me fluff your pillow?'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476727944287565707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555285.post-107481243417619607</id><published>2004-01-22T17:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-01-22T17:02:02.670-06:00</updated><title type='text'>State of the Dorm Room</title><summary type='text'>So my room is a mess.  Isn't it amazing how if you live in a tiny little space it gets clean and dirty much quicker than with a large space.  On a positive note, I was just flipping channels and found the very beginning of Live and Let Die, one of my top 5 favorite movies of all time and certainly my favorite James Bond movie.  I remember last semester thinking how I was kinda lazy and I can </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/feeds/107481243417619607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555285&amp;postID=107481243417619607&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/107481243417619607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/107481243417619607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/2004/01/state-of-dorm-room.html' title='State of the Dorm Room'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476727944287565707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555285.post-107439364047043081</id><published>2004-01-17T20:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-01-17T20:42:03.610-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The truth is, I miss you.</title><summary type='text'>So Tuesday I made the long journey back to the twilight zone.  Of course, I cried, was sad, but this time was so many million times easier.  I made really good time, listened to good music, and was in the zone.  The only part of my entire trip that was just a flat out bawl-fest was when I was just getting out of town and listening to Coldplay and the song, "the truth is, I miss you" came up and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/feeds/107439364047043081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555285&amp;postID=107439364047043081&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/107439364047043081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555285/posts/default/107439364047043081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinmcfox.blogspot.com/2004/01/truth-is-i-miss-you.html' title='The truth is, I miss you.'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476727944287565707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
