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  <title>Take Me to the Basement</title>
  <subtitle>let's review the hearts ramifications</subtitle>
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    <name>Take Me to the Basement</name>
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  <updated>2009-01-14T15:27:02Z</updated>
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    <title>cardboardwine @ 2009-01-14T10:24:00</title>
    <published>2009-01-14T15:27:02Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-14T15:27:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I've been reading about food not lawns and wondering if I could start a community garden at my apartment building. There is space for it and my landlord was saying the wanted to do like a playground there anyway. Hmm...</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:cardboardwine:39922</id>
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    <title>posting from my blackberry</title>
    <published>2009-01-14T00:31:32Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-14T00:31:32Z</updated>
    <content type="html">My crazy old computer is crapping out on me so I haven't been keeping up with livejournal.&lt;br /&gt;I'm having a garbage crisis! I have one full bag of trash on the deck from like last week. The shitty bag in the can won't stay up and is already full. And there is crap from dinner on the counter that has no where to go.I don't feel like walking down the icey snowy hill to the dumpster to get rid of this shit. It's like two degrees outside.&lt;br /&gt;I cannot get motivated to do anything. I wanted to clean and take down this god forsaken xmas tree but it hasn't happened. I'm laid up on my futon getting thumb cramps.&lt;br /&gt;I want something exciting and new. I want a surprise. I'm being awfully whiney... Let's see. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute things milo says? Sure! My favorite today was this: &lt;br /&gt;"what's wrong with the damnit TV?!"</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:cardboardwine:39607</id>
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    <title>cardboardwine @ 2008-11-25T05:33:00</title>
    <published>2008-11-25T10:34:08Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-25T10:34:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I got up at the butt ass crack of dawn this morning to finish a &amp;quot;take home test&amp;quot; that I slacked on all weekend to just now realize that I&amp;nbsp;don't have class ALL&amp;nbsp;week and it's due NEXT Tuesday.&amp;nbsp;fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My evaluation is today at work. Wish me luck- bout to get paid! I hope. I need a raise like yesterday.</content>
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    <title>my kid rules</title>
    <published>2008-11-18T01:48:55Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-18T01:48:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Milo has been having a photo shoot with this trains for like an &lt;em&gt;hour&lt;/em&gt;. I'm surprised my camera battery isn't dead yet. He get's SO into it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute things Milo has said today:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;This cup is crap. It's crappy. This is a crappy cup.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I just have to dance&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;More broccoli?&amp;quot; (me: &amp;quot;the broccoli is all gone, do you want more carrots?&amp;quot;) &amp;quot;I&amp;nbsp;have PLENTY of carrots Mom&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Sup Rick Steves!</title>
    <published>2008-11-11T01:52:27Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-11T01:52:27Z</updated>
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    <title>cardboardwine @ 2008-10-30T06:42:00</title>
    <published>2008-10-30T10:40:31Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-30T10:40:31Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Link me to your facebook :)</content>
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    <title>please help?</title>
    <published>2008-10-30T04:50:03Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-30T04:50:03Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Brightblack Morning Light: Hologram Buffalo</lj:music>
    <content type="html">UM you guys. So at the last minute I decided that I might not be comfortable wearing a mustache and a fake dong in my pants at work on Friday for Halloween. I thought it might be cool to do sugar skull make up and dress up as a dia de los muertos doll of some sort. So I bought white cream makeup.&lt;br /&gt;Well- I did a VERY HURRIED UP version to make sure the high intensity pigment liquid eyeliner I planned to use would work with the white. I haven't bought any colors yet. I think I'm going to actually have to get those at a costume place for this to look decent. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the problem. My first thought when I put my glasses on to check it out was: "OMG I look like Violent J" or whatever. ICP was all I could think about and that is certainly not what I'm going for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check the pic, do you see ICP too?&lt;br /&gt;I swear I can do better than this, it was just the test run. Suggestions are welcome :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v180/fromchaos/IMG_5259.jpg" /&gt;</content>
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    <title>love a good google meme</title>
    <published>2008-10-28T00:00:36Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-28T00:00:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Put in Halloween and your year of birth into Google images then post your favorite picture that you see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i297.photobucket.com/albums/mm238/nigel_buchan/hickoidhalloween1985.jpg" /&gt;</content>
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    <title>cardboardwine @ 2008-10-25T01:03:00</title>
    <published>2008-10-25T05:06:30Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-25T05:06:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It's been a long time since I've drunk posted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a great day. I was very busy. Then I drank beers and went on a haaunted boat. Then more beers. It was good. Now I'm hungry and bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sup w/y'all?</content>
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    <title>cardboardwine @ 2008-10-23T23:50:00</title>
    <published>2008-10-24T03:53:18Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-24T03:53:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">My house is messy and I'm not going to clean it. Not tonight. Not tomorrow night. Probably more like Saturday morning when I am hungover and more motivated- totally happens I swear. I don't know how it happens so fast and how I can really just be such a slob for as very little time that Milo and I actually spend her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halloween: I want to dress up as a dude.. as in a male person. Help me think of ideas? pretty please and fast?</content>
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    <title>cardboardwine @ 2008-10-22T19:08:00</title>
    <published>2008-10-22T23:07:27Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-22T23:07:27Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;lj-embed id="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a while. I never get tired of this one.</content>
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    <title>cardboardwine @ 2008-10-18T10:12:00</title>
    <published>2008-10-18T14:21:18Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-18T14:21:18Z</updated>
    <lj:music>kings of leon: sex on fire</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Milo and I ran out to get laundry quarters this morning and he noticed the moon still in the sky like he almost always does and said, &amp;quot;look at that moon&amp;quot;. I&amp;nbsp;said that I saw it and we talked about the way it looked etc.. then after a long pause, he said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Mom, you and me are gonna catch that moon.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:cardboardwine:36959</id>
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    <title>several things</title>
    <published>2008-10-18T07:13:46Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-18T07:13:46Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;sup y'all,&amp;nbsp;I'm back from outer space.&lt;br /&gt;I've been in my new apartment for about two months and I just had cable installed on Wednesday. SO I'm doing the big LJ catch up along with all the other shit I read. If anything major happened with you that I&amp;nbsp;should know right&amp;nbsp; away go ahead and tell me here. It was really strange living without the internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should really be asleep. It's almost 3 am. I've been up drinking bourbon whiskey and apple cider. Good shit I'm tellin ya. Milo is going to his dad's house tomorrow and for the rest of the weekend so I'll be able to take a nap. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are good since the breakup and the moving and shit. I love my new place. I'm happier, healthier, and not broke. Shit yeah.&amp;nbsp;I'm sad too, but I'm being realistic.&lt;br /&gt;I'm really sick of school. I want drop out and take kickboxing classes and join roller derby. Probably not in my best interest though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I'm about to go postal on the people upstairs.&amp;nbsp;I know I&amp;nbsp;just said I&amp;nbsp;loved this place, but WTF are they doing?&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;thought Anne that lived upstairs at the old place was loud. No. I&amp;nbsp;think these people just throw stuff around. I can hear their cats doing the crazy run to the other side of the place, but that never really bothers me.&amp;nbsp;I like to picture it happening. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The rules:&lt;br /&gt;Take a picture of yourself right now.&lt;br /&gt;Don't change your clothes, don't fix your hair...just take a picture.&lt;br /&gt;Post that picture with NO editing.&lt;br /&gt;Post these instructions with your picture&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="the picture"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v180/fromchaos/IMG_4810.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That redmark by my mouth is a cigarette burn.&amp;nbsp;That happned the other day and it SUCKED. I've been rolling my own organic cigarettes now for a few weeks. It rules and is saving me a fortune. Obviously due to our current economic state and the ridiculous tax on tobacco people are starting to do this more. Lots of tobacco stores around here have little areas set up where you can try it for free. It's like a little craft class. Very cute.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt like posting these for some reason. It's some pages from the smallish notepad I've been carrying around.&amp;nbsp;I stopped doing that for a while when I got my blackberry because I&amp;nbsp;put put everything in there, but then I&amp;nbsp;realized how much I&amp;nbsp;missed my little notes. Some grocery lists, to do lists, stream of consciousness poetry that will never amount to anything, etc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tcheck it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v180/fromchaos/IMG_4891.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, that list looks awful. I&amp;nbsp;try to buy most or all of my produce at the farmer's market. That's why the list is so off balance. God, why do I&amp;nbsp;feel the need to defend my grocery list?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v180/fromchaos/IMG_4892.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v180/fromchaos/IMG_4894.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v180/fromchaos/IMG_4896.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v180/fromchaos/IMG_4897.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v180/fromchaos/IMG_4898.jpg" alt="" /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace peace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>cardboardwine @ 2008-08-17T16:00:00</title>
    <published>2008-08-17T20:03:20Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-17T20:03:54Z</updated>
    <content type="html">what a weekend.</content>
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    <title>cardboardwine @ 2008-08-10T12:59:00</title>
    <published>2008-08-10T18:03:52Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-10T18:03:52Z</updated>
    <lj:music>MF DOOM- Kon Karne</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Went for a run/walk earlier. I'm feeling motivated again. I hate that it usually only lasts for a week or two.&amp;nbsp; I really need to figure out the best way to stay motivated. I think that if I could stick with watching my diet and exercise long enough to see some really nice results, it would be motivation enough for me to stick with it. Our new apartment complex has a gym that is free for us to use, so that has to help. I don't know why I give up so easily. Maybe it's just a character flaw of mine, but I have to get past it. &lt;br /&gt;Speaking of bad habits or whatever, I have completely accepted the fact that I am not a neat and tidy person. Every time my family comes to visit, I clean like crazy and try to make my house look like I've just got it all together. Well, you know what? I'm not that person. My priorities are elsewhere. My mom isn't a clean freak, but she kind of is. She starts doing dishes and wiping things down every time she's here. I have learned to stop freaking out about that. Usually I get all, DON'T TOUCH MY STUFF. I've been doing that since I was like 12, but now I'm like, clean all you want, just stay out of my bedroom. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laundry today, packing, picking Milo up later. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MEANWHILE... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="some pictures"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://photos-149.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-sf2p/v216/101/111/50907149/n50907149_32084143_8016.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://photos-149.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-sf2p/v216/101/111/50907149/n50907149_32084144_8846.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://photos-149.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-sf2p/v216/101/111/50907149/n50907149_32084146_319.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://photos-149.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-sf2p/v216/101/111/50907149/n50907149_32084153_2985.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://photos-149.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-sf2p/v216/101/111/50907149/n50907149_32084154_3731.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://photos-149.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-sf2p/v216/101/111/50907149/n50907149_32084155_4430.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://photos-149.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-sf2p/v216/101/111/50907149/n50907149_32084156_5216.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://photos-149.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-sf2p/v216/101/111/50907149/n50907149_32084157_5999.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://photos-149.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-sf2p/v216/101/111/50907149/n50907149_32084169_4884.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>cardboardwine @ 2008-08-06T20:20:00</title>
    <published>2008-08-07T00:40:50Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-07T00:40:50Z</updated>
    <lj:music>PJ Harvey- the slow drug</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i wanna do some travellin'</content>
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    <title>cardboardwine @ 2008-08-05T17:43:00</title>
    <published>2008-08-05T21:50:47Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-05T21:50:47Z</updated>
    <lj:music>the mountain goats: hast thou considered the tetrapod?</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Milo is watching The Aquabats on Yo Gabba Gabba. That show rules.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I have a three year old stretch mark that ITCHES like SHIT! What is that? And why is it all the stretch marks I got when I hit puberty are long gone but the ones on my belly are like monstrous scars? Oh well, I'll go on trying to embrace them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is crazy. They've put a ton of new responsibilities on me and I'm doing okay with it. Once I've got it down pat, I'm totally asking for a raise. My job duties have at LEAST doubled since I've been hired on there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to try to have a yard sale this weekend. We don't have a ton of stuff to get rid of, mostly dvds and clothes, but my mom, sister and friend jen are going to bring stuff so it should turn out alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to MOVE. I'm gonna go box some more non-essentials.</content>
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    <title>cardboardwine @ 2008-08-04T17:50:00</title>
    <published>2008-08-04T23:02:55Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-04T23:02:55Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Quasimoto- Basic Instinct</lj:music>
    <content type="html">just getting home - updating real quick- cuz i feel like it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soooo much is going on right now. We are moving at the end of the month. There is a good possibility we will have to do all of it in one day. That doesn't seem like that big of a deal to me, but everyone else seems to think it should take a week or something. I don't know. For three people, we really don't have much stuff. Maybe two truckloads? Except for that damned porch swing. I don't know what we're going to do with that thing... Probably relocate it to my parents' house. I hope they don't mind all the burn holes. I can't WAIT to move. I just wish we could afford it. Oh well. That stuff always works itself out.&lt;br /&gt;Thursday I am taking Milo to a preschool screening. I may have written about this already .PRESCHOOL WTF I can't believe he's about to turn three. I'm thinking about his birthday party. I'm not going to go as all out this year, I don't think. Last year we made a retarded amount of food, fancy upscale bakery cake, etc.. no games or anything. Milo was the only kid there. I guess he will be this year too. None of my close friends have kids. w/e&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of moving. Milo decided to tag the living room wall three weeks before we move... Other stuff under the cut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check the farmer's tan: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v180/fromchaos/IMG_4335.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="some more"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v180/fromchaos/IMG_4336.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's really into drawing meatballs, faces and wheels. Circles, I guess. He's really good at it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v180/fromchaos/IMG_4332.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Snoop Dogg!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And from a while ago.... There's an IKEA in my hood! Okay, so it's like half an hour away, but still. It's pretty tight, but it's not the greatest thing in the entire world. I'm torn by two separate sides of my self. There's a part of me that loves new things and new clothes and trends and all of that, but then there's my after half. My other half takes pride in buying used and not being such a consumer. I enjoy the hunt for vintage and bargains. I felt really torn when I bought my car. Did I say I bought a car ever? Well, I did. It's a 2005 Malibu Maxx. Which is just a hatchback version of the Malibu. It's pretty tight. I got a helluva deal on it. I &lt;font size="5"&gt;hustled&lt;/font&gt; that car salesman. Considering I have piss poor credit and can barely get a loan, I walked up in the dealership like I owned the place (not with my dad, not with Joe, but by my SELF) and got the car for $3000 less than the sticker price with a decent interest rate and very little money down. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; I got sidetracked- a couple from our IKEA trip- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="2 pictures"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v180/fromchaos/IMG_4295.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v180/fromchaos/IMG_4299.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those are my new favorite old  earrings. I wear them like every other day. I can't remember where they came from.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>cardboardwine @ 2008-07-27T08:31:00</title>
    <published>2008-07-27T12:47:21Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-27T12:47:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Sunday. Things are going well. My one summer class is over and I got an A. I know, I'm impressed with myself! School again in a month. In the same week that we are moving. Also that same month, Milo goes to a screening for preschool. I have a feeling that he is going to be good at school or at least I think he will like it. At work they are doing a bunch of big changes in August and my job is going to change too. August is going to be nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, Joe, Milo and I went to Coney Island (cincinnati) for Joe's company picnic event function thing. It was fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-a.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-snc1/v265/101/111/50907149/n50907149_32020168_3951.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="+7"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-b.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-snc1/v265/101/111/50907149/n50907149_32020169_4291.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-c.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-snc1/v265/101/111/50907149/n50907149_32020170_4560.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;milo took the next two pictures-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-d.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-snc1/v265/101/111/50907149/n50907149_32020171_4854.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-e.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-snc1/v265/101/111/50907149/n50907149_32020172_5127.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;milo was serious about how cool he looked in these sunglasses...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-a.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-snc1/v265/101/111/50907149/n50907149_32020176_6269.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;picnic... it rained a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-b.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-snc1/v265/101/111/50907149/n50907149_32020177_6544.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>cardboardwine @ 2008-07-08T07:05:00</title>
    <published>2008-07-08T11:06:07Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-08T11:06:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I can't believe I still have an A in my Math class. Only 2 weeks left!</content>
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    <title>monthly update?</title>
    <published>2008-07-04T20:26:56Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-04T20:26:56Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm feeling down and out. PMSing? Maybe. I hate writing things off as that, but it always happens that way. I feel let down this weekend, like no one wants to hang out with me. That sounds so pathetic, but I sent a hundred million texts yesterday and got one half-hearted response. WTF Do I have to beg? really? Joe is such a homebody. Sometimes I really think he just stays home so he can play video games. I can't hate him for that. I know it's something he likes, but goddamn. Last weekend we left the house together for the first time in a LONG time. And it was only to go look at a new apartment. Which we are getting!! We had a great time too. I'm bummed that it never happens. I thought he was going to his parents house today, but he's been sleeping since I got home from the store and I don't know how long before that. &lt;br /&gt;The farmer's market wasn't open this morning because of the storms so I spent way too much money at Kroger on produce. I should have waited it out and went to a different one tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;I've been eyeballing the bottle of wine on top of my fridge since I woke up this morning at like 9:30, but I should really hold off. I was hoping someone would come over and split it with me. Drink it right of the bottle, even. Sounds nice, but I don't see it happening. :(&lt;br /&gt;I saw an old friend at the grocery and I should have asked her her plans. WTF was I thinking?? I don't have her digits either..&lt;br /&gt;I've been cleaning as I so often do when I'm upset or trying to get something off of my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just need to make a change.</content>
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    <title>Father's Day</title>
    <published>2008-06-15T12:40:00Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-15T12:40:00Z</updated>
    <lj:music>milo singing and dancing about his stroller.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I have a great relationship with my dad and I feel lucky because of it. We won't be spending the day together, probably save it for tomorrow evening since I want Milo to come with me and he's going to his dad's for the day. I haven't written about baby daddy stuff in a while. Probably because there is no drama going on, which is wonderful. I know it won't last forever and we won't always agree on everything, but so far, so good. Milo spends every other weekend with Steve, he always pays his child support, Milo is always excited to see him and has a great time when he's there, Steve's other kids adore Milo and Milo feels the same and he's even been helping me pay off the medical bills. He seems happy with his wife, Zack and Ian (Milo's half brothers) are doing well in school and all of that. It's good to hear. It's comforting that he has a safe and happy place to be when he's not with us. I don't spend much time thinking about it, but I'm really glad that Milo has that. It's just one of many places and many extensions of his family where he can go and feel loved, happy and safe. He spends a lot of time with my parents. We spent the first year of his life living there, so naturally he likes being there. He also has Joe's parents' house. He has a great time there and they are so kind to him. &lt;br /&gt;I got Joe a Father-Figure's-Day gift. That's what I'm calling it anyway. I got a book for him and a book for him and Milo to read together. I don't think he checks LJ anymore, but if he does he will have received the gift by then, so whatever.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to spend the day with my friend Jennifer. We've had a lot of problems over the past year. I feel abandoned by her in a number of ways, but I can't cut ties. I love her, I really do. We've been through a lot together. So yeah, we're gonna go swimming and chill and I'm sure it will be.</content>
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    <title>cardboardwine @ 2008-06-13T19:41:00</title>
    <published>2008-06-13T23:57:04Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-14T00:00:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Happy Friday the 13th!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mine was kind of sucky. I got really bummed about my job today. I don't care about it and that's not cool. Super favoritism going on there and I don't like reviewing paperwork about foreclosures. It's so sad, but my coworkers have the ability to act like the defendants aren't people for at least most of the time. I looked at online job postings for the first time in a year. The only reason I want to keep my job is for the really good insurance and so I've been at a job for more than a year, resume purposes or whatever. Is it worth it? Maybe. Anyway, I saw a listing for a entry level catering coordinator for Panera. Panera is pretty good and catering is a lot closer to what I want to do with my life and am going to school for than reviewing titles for REO properties. GOD it just sounds so boring. it IS so boring. I enjoyed it at first, but mainly because I basically bullshitted my way into getting the job and had to figure out what I was doing along the way (a good portion of my training was google research). But now I HATE sitting at my desk all day and feeling sluggish. I HATE dealing with bitchy foreclosure attorneys and ignorant real estate agents. I HATE office drama. So I think I'm gonna go for it- that job. It sounds fun at least part of time and that is not something that goes on at my current job. I'm not cut out for office work. I have computer skills and phone skills, but that doesn't mean that's what I should do all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'll do the resume thing again. Wish me luck. Advice is always welcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit: I forgot to mention! School is going really well! I am doing well in a math class for the first time in my life!!! Also, I solved the book bag issue with a very cute black and white shoulder bag.</content>
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    <title>BOOK BAG? SATCHEL? BACKPACK?</title>
    <published>2008-05-28T02:02:43Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-28T02:02:43Z</updated>
    <lj:music>quasimoto- the exlusive</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I'm starting my first college course since 2005 next week. I'm excited and nervous, but all I can think about right now is getting a new book bag. Help me out! I don't know if I should get a backpack, a shoulder bag or what. I'm actually considering getting a number of inexpensive tote bags. Hmmmm... PLZ comment with your recommendations!</content>
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    <title>cardboardwine @ 2008-05-11T09:52:00</title>
    <published>2008-05-11T14:05:10Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-11T14:05:10Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Mother's Day rools! Joe is making corn waffles and I'm laying on the couchbed w/Milo watching What Not to Wear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to go out to dinner with my family later on and I'm pretty excited about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also- Milo is so freaking smart. Yesterday he understood a metaphor.&amp;nbsp; We have been reading The Giving Tree since he was a baby. Yesterday he asked me to draw the giving tree and the little boy. I did. He said "I'm the little boy.." (long pause) "Aaaannd you're the tree".&lt;br /&gt;I was like, SERIOUSLY??? I was so impressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace!</content>
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