<?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-1307434914298569065</id><updated>2011-11-27T19:26:10.941-05:00</updated><category term='linkin park'/><category term='sleep'/><category term='laundry'/><category term='sickness'/><category term='crazy people'/><category term='twilight'/><category term='olivia'/><category term='daryl'/><category term='jason'/><category term='work'/><category term='good times'/><category term='pizza'/><category term='blogs'/><category term='laptop'/><category term='megan'/><title type='text'>Adventures &amp; Daily Life Experiences</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Ashley</name><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>165</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1307434914298569065.post-4601259516313042327</id><published>2010-01-21T00:52:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T00:54:46.931-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So lately I've been listening to The Starting Line a lot. This song in particular:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EWHktV_-wjI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EWHktV_-wjI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="330"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now I'm thinking about Warped Tour from that year.. 2002.. and how epic it was. Every single one of my favorite bands from back then in one day. NFG, TSL, Finch, Something Corporate.. here's what I wrote in my LJ on that day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;hi. &lt;br /&gt;i woke up at 740 and got ready and was at beatriz's at 901. she was not ready. &lt;br /&gt;robin came over. beatriz's mother was being all bipolar and bitchy as usual..&lt;br /&gt;so we finally left beatrizs around 10..15ish. and went to mcdonalds. then we went to warped tour. and well, we went the wrong way. we went like an hour out of the way. so we didn't get to warped tour until 1, and we fucking missed thursday and the used and oh i was pissed. quite pissed. we saw like two songs of alkaline trio [private eye and 97] and then we walked around some. we saw something corporate and they were lovely. then we saw the starting line and wee. i love them. then finch. then new found glory!!!! oh nfg never disappoint me. much love. during new found glory i got separated from robin and beatriz of course. but then i used some strangers cell phone to call them and we met by the shoes. then we watched mxpx and good charlotte (wakefield?) and it was great fun. a WONDERFUL day!!!! i had an excellent time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bought a starting line tank top and button, nfg shirt, stickers and buttons. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we left after good charlotte. and went to mcdonalds. and then went home. didn't get lost going home at all :]&lt;br /&gt;so i sat at beatriz's house for awhile then i came home cuz i had to go to the bathroom and well her toilets don't work. now i'm here and i just realized that i got SO burnt it's not even funny. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw kim lough about 80 times in the bathrooms. and i saw julia a few times, but she was with all those kids that hate me soo.. yea. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GREAT DAY!!!!! i loved it. so much. :D :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe that was 8 years ago. well, 7 1/2... but wow. I was a bit of a mess back in the day. I guess I still am a bit of a mess.. meh. That was also the day Beatriz accidentally burnt the back of my arm with her cigarette. I don't know why we ever smoked. We were so gross... lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307434914298569065-4601259516313042327?l=ashleyndixon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/feeds/4601259516313042327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307434914298569065&amp;postID=4601259516313042327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/4601259516313042327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/4601259516313042327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/2010/01/so-lately-ive-been-listening-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashley</name><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-1307434914298569065.post-399365712688991386</id><published>2009-12-07T02:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T02:40:25.245-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We're leaving for Florida in like ten hours. I am such a girl when it comes to packing....... here's what I have clothing-wise. (We're going to be gone for like.. 8 days)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 Pajama Shorts/Pants&lt;br /&gt;9 T-Shirts&lt;br /&gt;20 (I know, what the crap?) Tank Tops&lt;br /&gt;3 Long Sleeve Shirts&lt;br /&gt;3 Hoodies&lt;br /&gt;1 Skirt &amp;amp; 1 Dress&lt;br /&gt;1 Bathing Suit&lt;br /&gt;5 Shorts/Jeans/Capris&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; a bazillion undergarments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. I don't even know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307434914298569065-399365712688991386?l=ashleyndixon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/feeds/399365712688991386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307434914298569065&amp;postID=399365712688991386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/399365712688991386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/399365712688991386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/2009/12/were-leaving-for-florida-in-like-ten.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashley</name><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-1307434914298569065.post-9034472740644470391</id><published>2009-11-08T11:23:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T11:32:20.244-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just finished re-watching season 1 of How I Met Your Mother. It took me about a week. I wonder if the finale made me cry as much the first time I saw it as it just did a few minutes ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I awake so early? I think I fell asleep last night around 10. I would probably still be asleep right now but some doofus called me at 7 AM and I miraculously had signal so my phone actually rang. and I've been awake ever since. The funny thing is that I believe the doofus stayed up all night and then slept after calling me, and I was the lucky one who got to suffer through being awake with nothing to do and no one to talk to. OH WELL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307434914298569065-9034472740644470391?l=ashleyndixon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/feeds/9034472740644470391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307434914298569065&amp;postID=9034472740644470391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/9034472740644470391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/9034472740644470391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-just-finished-re-watching-season-1-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashley</name><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-1307434914298569065.post-5804661375811209323</id><published>2009-11-05T03:52:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T04:05:10.052-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am in love with Matthew Morrison. and Glee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daryl and I have a new website... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.middleearthreturns.com"&gt;Middle Earth Returns&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's kinda epic :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I should be a singer. Thank you &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307434914298569065-5804661375811209323?l=ashleyndixon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/feeds/5804661375811209323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307434914298569065&amp;postID=5804661375811209323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/5804661375811209323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/5804661375811209323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-am-in-love-with-matthew-morrison.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashley</name><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-1307434914298569065.post-3609056303398385080</id><published>2009-10-19T01:13:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T01:22:27.770-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finch is one of my all time favorite bands and this is one of my all time favorite songs &lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ub8FDEqB28g&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ub8FDEqB28g&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="330"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what the crowds problem is. I flipped the crap out when I saw them play this live. I bought some random Atticus compilation CD for *this* song. I am wondering why I only have two Finch songs on my iTunes and am about to get up and go find my old Finch CD... (or YouTube it, cuz I'm lazy.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307434914298569065-3609056303398385080?l=ashleyndixon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/feeds/3609056303398385080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307434914298569065&amp;postID=3609056303398385080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/3609056303398385080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/3609056303398385080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/2009/10/finch-is-one-of-my-all-time-favorite.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashley</name><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-1307434914298569065.post-7025978783524190311</id><published>2009-10-04T01:09:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T01:17:12.681-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qZSaxk96yAc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qZSaxk96yAc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cried when I saw this in real life and I cry when I watch videos of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the first time tears literally fell from my eyes at a concert. and hopefully the last, because that's just weird.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307434914298569065-7025978783524190311?l=ashleyndixon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/feeds/7025978783524190311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307434914298569065&amp;postID=7025978783524190311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/7025978783524190311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/7025978783524190311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-cried-when-i-saw-this-in-real-life.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashley</name><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-1307434914298569065.post-1126915668314986405</id><published>2009-10-02T15:30:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T15:31:07.794-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel like walking. I'm also hungry. Maybe I should walk to 7-11.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307434914298569065-1126915668314986405?l=ashleyndixon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/feeds/1126915668314986405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307434914298569065&amp;postID=1126915668314986405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/1126915668314986405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/1126915668314986405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-feel-like-walking.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashley</name><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-1307434914298569065.post-8819520774646627323</id><published>2009-10-02T00:48:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T00:54:32.103-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am listening to the new Paramore CD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a great hair day today. and a lot of amusing conversations as a result..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could have done two things differently today, one of them would have been to have looked at the cuteFugaziboy's ID so that I could be internet stalking him right now. the other would have been to avoid stepping barefoot in the dog crap that was in my hallway. I think it was dog crap. What else could it have possibly been?! ughh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now.. my alarm is set for 8 am. That means I'll snooze until around 8:50 and then drag myself out of bed to the shower and then to work. The question is, if I try to sleep now, will sleep happen? Or will it require Advil PM? and if I give in to the Advil PM temptation, will the increased difficulty in snooze stopping be worth it? I can't decide. and it's keeping me up. that and Brand New Eyes. which is lovely, btw...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't locate my night moisturizer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307434914298569065-8819520774646627323?l=ashleyndixon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/feeds/8819520774646627323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307434914298569065&amp;postID=8819520774646627323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/8819520774646627323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/8819520774646627323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-am-listening-to-new-paramore-cd.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashley</name><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-1307434914298569065.post-1227979055870542502</id><published>2009-10-01T00:36:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T00:51:33.783-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Daryl's going to Florida tomorrow to see Karen. He is supposed to come home on Sunday but he accidentally bought a plane ticket for November 4th instead of October 4th.. I laughed for a really long time about this until Daryl said, "Yeah, well we'll see how funny you think it is when the only time you leave your house for a whole month is to go to work." He was just kidding, but I suddenly thought about how true that probably is and felt really sad and pathetic. So, I hope he is able to get the flight situation straightened out and come home Sunday as was originally planned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also thought that perhaps I should make a stronger effort to get over my social anxiety and make some new friends, just in case he actually is stuck in Florida for a month.. which, I know he won't be, but still. I feel sad about this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also want to go to the fair because the fair is my favorite and I haven't been to one since.. 2006? with the Kasko's. No.. I feel like I went with Megan in 2007.  ahh yes.. we went and watched the pig races. This picture:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HFU21X_1DwU/SsQ06rmahuI/AAAAAAAAAZY/Ijj45AaDOOk/s1600-h/cheez+it.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HFU21X_1DwU/SsQ06rmahuI/AAAAAAAAAZY/Ijj45AaDOOk/s200/cheez+it.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387489236982859490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHAHA. I miss Megannnnnn. We had good freakin times.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307434914298569065-1227979055870542502?l=ashleyndixon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/feeds/1227979055870542502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307434914298569065&amp;postID=1227979055870542502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/1227979055870542502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/1227979055870542502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/2009/10/daryls-going-to-florida-tomorrow-to-see.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashley</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HFU21X_1DwU/SsQ06rmahuI/AAAAAAAAAZY/Ijj45AaDOOk/s72-c/cheez+it.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1307434914298569065.post-1458805056486829862</id><published>2009-09-28T01:25:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T01:29:45.427-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's time for my monthly update. even though I actually don't know if my updates occur monthly or weekly or bi-monthly or WAT. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I saw Meet the Robinsons in theaters I cried...... and when I watched it yesterday on the Disney channel I cried harder. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daryl convinced me to watch Lord of the Rings. I held out as long as I could... but I finally gave in and agreed. It's not so bad, I guess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ordered our tickets to see New Moon at midnight. LESS THAN TWO MONTHS!!! ha.. I love being 12. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am trying so hard to be anti-tennis but every time I go to watch my friends play I end up wanting to play but not having shoes so I play barefoot and my feet are starting to feel the effects. *Note to self*: put shoes in car!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307434914298569065-1458805056486829862?l=ashleyndixon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/feeds/1458805056486829862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307434914298569065&amp;postID=1458805056486829862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/1458805056486829862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/1458805056486829862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-time-for-my-monthly-update.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashley</name><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-1307434914298569065.post-1273051414756333101</id><published>2009-08-23T12:53:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T13:19:09.073-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm watching music videos and drinking Amber's diet Dr. Pepper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided to make a list of music-related people that I HAVE ALWAYS AND WILL ALWAYS LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;number one on the list has to be PETE WENTZ. because "I Don't Care" is on and I am cracking up. and because my first FOB show was March 7, 2004 and they were one of the opening bands. so.. I've technically pretty much been there from the beginning. almost. kinda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I have to pee. one sec.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307434914298569065-1273051414756333101?l=ashleyndixon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/feeds/1273051414756333101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307434914298569065&amp;postID=1273051414756333101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/1273051414756333101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/1273051414756333101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-watching-music-videos-and-drinking.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashley</name><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-1307434914298569065.post-6180409810328829240</id><published>2009-08-19T19:05:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T19:12:08.010-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today some customer got offended because I said "Boooo!" while I was scanning her Philadelphia Eagles shirt. she said "I was born and raised in Philadelphia" and I replied "ooh, ok, well, whatever!" while smiling and laughing and she looked at me and said "you shouldn't talk to customers like that." and I said "huh? I'm sorry, I was just kidding!" and she walked away talking about how rude I was. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT THE CRAP?! I honestly don't see HOW anyone can consider that rude. I was smiling and laughing about it, in a completely joking way.. and I will totally admit if/when I am rude to someone. this was not one of those times. lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. I'm going to see David Archuleta and Demi Lovato tomorrow night. I'm 12. so.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the trip to Jason's parents' house was a big success :] tons of fun and way better than last year. brb.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307434914298569065-6180409810328829240?l=ashleyndixon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/feeds/6180409810328829240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307434914298569065&amp;postID=6180409810328829240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/6180409810328829240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/6180409810328829240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/2009/08/today-some-customer-got-offended.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashley</name><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-1307434914298569065.post-4610064406297315143</id><published>2009-08-07T14:30:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T14:42:30.924-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>On Tuesday I got to see Chris Cooley at Redskins training camp (very early in the morning).  and then, if that wasn't enough... I got back from it and had 115 dollars in donations from people on Twitter so that I could go to the American Idol (aka ADAM LAMBERT) concert!! so I did that. and it was amazing. and ever since then I've had a hard time adjusting IRL.. because that concert was so epic and...... my life = not so much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then last night was a complete fail because I went insane and tried to catch a Greyhound bus to NYC to see him in Central Park this morning (with Kris Allen and David Cook).... but I missed the bus :[ and the next bus wouldn't have gotten me to NYC in time for the concert :[ ugh. IDEK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now I'm sitting here feeling sorry for myself instead of getting up and doing something to enjoy my day off because I should freaking be in New York (or on my way home) right now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We leave for the annual trip to Jason's parents' house tomorrow. I can't wait to be on the boaaaaaaaat.... singing "I'm On A Boat"... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THERE ARE FREAKING LITTLE PUDDLES ON THE FLOOR IN MY HALLWAY FROM SOMETHING LEAKING IN THE LAUNDRY ROOM, BTW. ugh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307434914298569065-4610064406297315143?l=ashleyndixon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/feeds/4610064406297315143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307434914298569065&amp;postID=4610064406297315143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/4610064406297315143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/4610064406297315143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/2009/08/on-tuesday-i-got-to-see-chris-cooley-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashley</name><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-1307434914298569065.post-86524849242192067</id><published>2009-07-25T03:14:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T03:15:14.755-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i39.tinypic.com/33o6uck.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://i39.tinypic.com/33o6uck.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oma.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307434914298569065-86524849242192067?l=ashleyndixon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/feeds/86524849242192067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307434914298569065&amp;postID=86524849242192067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/86524849242192067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/86524849242192067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/2009/07/oma.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashley</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i39.tinypic.com/33o6uck_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1307434914298569065.post-5607612802983924603</id><published>2009-07-22T15:57:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T16:00:06.880-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My favorite song right now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jhOI6k7LBoQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jhOI6k7LBoQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know.. "I hate Jordin Sparks". &lt;br /&gt;NOT ANYMORE!!!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daryl and I got a WII TODAY :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I was sick yesterday. I'm good now, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I moved again on Friday.. my new house smells funny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307434914298569065-5607612802983924603?l=ashleyndixon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/feeds/5607612802983924603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307434914298569065&amp;postID=5607612802983924603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/5607612802983924603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/5607612802983924603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-favorite-song-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashley</name><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-1307434914298569065.post-653243341721988464</id><published>2009-07-04T01:49:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T01:55:28.690-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I really wish that all of my anger and anxiety would disappear forever :[ and I wish I were better at fighting against them to prevent them from escaping my head :[ I hope everyone knows that I'm trying :[ and I want to be normal... so much :[&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307434914298569065-653243341721988464?l=ashleyndixon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/feeds/653243341721988464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307434914298569065&amp;postID=653243341721988464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/653243341721988464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/653243341721988464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-really-wish-that-all-of-my-anger-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashley</name><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-1307434914298569065.post-324937833574035274</id><published>2009-07-02T01:57:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T02:05:05.334-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>working a lot lately.&lt;br /&gt;a water bottle in the locker above mine spilled tonight and got everything in my locker/purse wet.. and then chick fil a didn't give me my brownie.&lt;br /&gt;but then I got to eat cake and swim in the Potomac.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, it's all good. tennis and pool tomorrow, if I can wake up.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adison is a boy and is getting sooo big. babyyy &lt;3 (my guinea pig, in case you didn't know..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate when pharmacies are not 24 hours!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307434914298569065-324937833574035274?l=ashleyndixon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/feeds/324937833574035274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307434914298569065&amp;postID=324937833574035274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/324937833574035274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/324937833574035274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/2009/07/working-lot-lately.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashley</name><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-1307434914298569065.post-869538870566902426</id><published>2009-06-25T22:01:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T22:04:20.459-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>um. today I worked and went to the pool. and then Michael Jackson died. and I kinda can't believe it, and I kinda want to cry, and I heard about it about 3 hours ago but it didn't really sink in until I was driving home and all the stations were playing his songs and now being on the Internet.. and now I just feel so weird, because I remember listening to Michael Jackson as a little girl.. and growing up with him! meh. RIP.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307434914298569065-869538870566902426?l=ashleyndixon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/feeds/869538870566902426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307434914298569065&amp;postID=869538870566902426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/869538870566902426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/869538870566902426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/2009/06/um.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashley</name><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-1307434914298569065.post-8781785953311862698</id><published>2009-06-24T23:34:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T23:36:56.580-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Pool + Noodles today! Good day! and Daryl let me watch SYTYCD and I am forever thankful..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hands feel sticky from the Ocean Potion. ick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and my GOODNESS we went to the AT&amp;amp;T store and I used an iPhone and it stole my heart.  grrrr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307434914298569065-8781785953311862698?l=ashleyndixon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/feeds/8781785953311862698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307434914298569065&amp;postID=8781785953311862698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/8781785953311862698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/8781785953311862698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/2009/06/pool-noodles-today-good-day-and-daryl.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashley</name><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-1307434914298569065.post-6043639801505012152</id><published>2009-06-22T22:42:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T22:48:34.667-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I got up before noon without even having to. I did laundry. I wished I knew where a broom was to sweep the bathroom with.. I went to work.. The new bubble tea place was open but they were only taking cash.. and I still haven't activated my new debit card.. nor do I know the new PIN. uhh, so I was searching for change and a nice man gave me a dollar. I was still short but.. the bubble tea girl let me slide :P and now I'm home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that makes me feel truly good about myself is when some random e-mails me and tells me how much they love my website. that........ and bubble tea, are my two favorite things in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was obsessed with listening to "Paparazzi" by Cobra Starship for awhile today and now I'm back to "Falling Slowly" by Kris Allen. I need to have another Kris Allen dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would also like to be invited to go to a pool. True Blood was ridiculous last night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307434914298569065-6043639801505012152?l=ashleyndixon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/feeds/6043639801505012152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307434914298569065&amp;postID=6043639801505012152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/6043639801505012152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/6043639801505012152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-got-up-before-noon-without-even.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashley</name><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-1307434914298569065.post-1908544160743231070</id><published>2009-06-21T18:57:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T19:07:13.139-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am a jerk. and I can't control it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do truly love and appreciate all of those who put up with it! I promise, no matter how I may act sometimes.... like the world's most famous vampire once said, "I don't want to be a monster." I agree, Edward! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307434914298569065-1908544160743231070?l=ashleyndixon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/feeds/1908544160743231070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307434914298569065&amp;postID=1908544160743231070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/1908544160743231070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/1908544160743231070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-am-jerk.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashley</name><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-1307434914298569065.post-6507899893376459123</id><published>2009-06-20T01:33:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T02:49:34.622-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>not only did I have to endure a trip to Aldi today, I also had to watch the Matrix. Aldi was bearable because Daryl bought some me some random foreign chocolate wafers that were by the checkout. I hated most of the Matrix because I didn't understand anything for a long time and then it was pretty good for awhile.. until Neo woke up from Trinity talking about how he has to be "The One" because she loves him. that made me mad.&lt;br /&gt;oh well. then I had anger management issues while driving home and then upon arriving home found that the cat made a mess on the top step.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ugh.. then I had a counting fail and I didn't even see Adison today and tomorrow it's supposed to be very hot so my car will be disagreeable. mehhh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307434914298569065-6507899893376459123?l=ashleyndixon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/feeds/6507899893376459123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307434914298569065&amp;postID=6507899893376459123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/6507899893376459123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/6507899893376459123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/2009/06/not-only-did-i-have-to-endure-trip-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashley</name><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-1307434914298569065.post-2529809924688993534</id><published>2009-06-19T00:30:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T00:33:46.107-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sooo..... I worked. then I had to drive in the crazy rain and traffic :[ and then Noodles.. spicy on top of spicy. YUM! and then ... costco ... and then 16 &amp; pregnant. I do not think I missed anything. I got some gum from costco. Oh yeah. spent 38 dollars at rite aid. I needed some things. so. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love ice water. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow is more work. work work every day meh. I need to start hunting for my next place to live prolly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307434914298569065-2529809924688993534?l=ashleyndixon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/feeds/2529809924688993534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307434914298569065&amp;postID=2529809924688993534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/2529809924688993534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/2529809924688993534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/2009/06/sooo.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashley</name><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-1307434914298569065.post-4915121378103372598</id><published>2009-06-18T00:42:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T00:46:29.584-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it was raining during the drive home just now. An animal (non cat/dog/deer/bear/squirrel) ran across the street and I almost hit it. I think it was a fox. Maybe a wolf. or coyote. wrong state for wolves/coyotes huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I got some scary eviction notice thing taped to my door.. was that really necessary? I feel like I did something wrong and I'm being kicked out.. when it isn't even like that.. I am still leaving by choice, right? I was the one who said "No, I will not pay another 100 dollars a month to continue living here" right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sad. and there is no one to cuddle me and tell me "Everything will be ok" so.... I'll try to sleep now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307434914298569065-4915121378103372598?l=ashleyndixon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/feeds/4915121378103372598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307434914298569065&amp;postID=4915121378103372598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/4915121378103372598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/4915121378103372598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/2009/06/it-was-raining-during-drive-home-just.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashley</name><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-1307434914298569065.post-2917215223005482315</id><published>2009-06-17T22:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T22:57:08.091-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Amber just beat me at tennis and I hate her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JK! I did have to order some pizza though to cure my depression. Toodles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307434914298569065-2917215223005482315?l=ashleyndixon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/feeds/2917215223005482315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307434914298569065&amp;postID=2917215223005482315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/2917215223005482315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/2917215223005482315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/2009/06/amber-just-beat-me-at-tennis-and-i-hate.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashley</name><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-1307434914298569065.post-7920877497640466175</id><published>2009-06-17T00:50:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T00:52:06.094-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>got up around 12:30, got ready, went to get Amber, went to Chipotle, went to Rockville, went to the concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was good. I hope that the girl and guy who were physically abusing each other in the seats in front of us made it home alive and that they break up soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307434914298569065-7920877497640466175?l=ashleyndixon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/feeds/7920877497640466175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307434914298569065&amp;postID=7920877497640466175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/7920877497640466175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/7920877497640466175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/2009/06/got-up-around-1230-got-ready-went-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashley</name><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-1307434914298569065.post-4764865215236571058</id><published>2009-06-15T22:33:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T22:35:25.924-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tweezer update. Amber found the ones I lost which led to me buying the 7 dollar ones. in Daryl's car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ugh. can someone find the 7 dollar ones please?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307434914298569065-4764865215236571058?l=ashleyndixon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/feeds/4764865215236571058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307434914298569065&amp;postID=4764865215236571058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/4764865215236571058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/4764865215236571058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/2009/06/tweezer-update.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashley</name><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-1307434914298569065.post-1690711332126220228</id><published>2009-06-15T15:17:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T15:22:05.868-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Amber and I watched Step Up last night. &lt;br /&gt;ughhhhhhhh........ &lt;br /&gt;and then I stayed up too late watching True Blood... totally worth it though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on Saturday night we went to Chili's with Meredith. Amber met us there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came home from work just now and the LAWN WAS MOWED!!!! I am so thrilled. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yesterday the cat was drinking out of the toilet. I thought that was a dog thing. meh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;concert tomorrow...!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307434914298569065-1690711332126220228?l=ashleyndixon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/feeds/1690711332126220228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307434914298569065&amp;postID=1690711332126220228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/1690711332126220228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/1690711332126220228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/2009/06/amber-and-i-watched-step-up-last-night.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashley</name><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-1307434914298569065.post-2144523225678013331</id><published>2009-06-13T21:36:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T21:37:51.571-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I bought some new tweezers and then I went to see Adi. &lt;br /&gt;went to Home Depot and printed the directions to the HOT 99.5 studio because I have to go there to pick up the tickets for the concert on Tuesday. which Amber has agreed to accompany me to. &lt;br /&gt;I am cold, hungry, and I want to watch television.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307434914298569065-2144523225678013331?l=ashleyndixon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/feeds/2144523225678013331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307434914298569065&amp;postID=2144523225678013331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/2144523225678013331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/2144523225678013331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-bought-some-new-tweezers-and-then-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashley</name><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-1307434914298569065.post-1422907067180999414</id><published>2009-06-12T19:19:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T19:23:21.837-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was listening to the radio on my way to work this morning and I randomly tried to call and win tickets to see The Fray and Jack's Mannequin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and........ I won. Two tickets, plus a 100 dollar Kohl's gift card. They said something about "celebrating the grand re-opening of the Kohl's at St. Charles Town Center in Waldorf". AHAHAHHAHHAH. how funny. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The concert is Tuesday.. I'm scheduled to work, but hopefully I can find someone to take my shift. Or I'll just call out. Ya know ya know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sissy had babies this morning too. Two of them. One is mine and its name is Adison. it's the cutest thing I've ever seeeeeen :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good day.. so far.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307434914298569065-1422907067180999414?l=ashleyndixon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/feeds/1422907067180999414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307434914298569065&amp;postID=1422907067180999414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/1422907067180999414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/1422907067180999414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-was-listening-to-radio-on-my-way-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashley</name><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-1307434914298569065.post-5874778957440802070</id><published>2009-06-12T02:25:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T02:29:09.623-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OH YEAH. I lost my FREAKING 7 dollar tweezers that I JUST BOUGHT on Sunday!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT THE CRAP!??!??!?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also tired of being a bipolar insomniac with social anxiety and anger management problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need more Jonas Brothers in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Goodnight"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307434914298569065-5874778957440802070?l=ashleyndixon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/feeds/5874778957440802070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307434914298569065&amp;postID=5874778957440802070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/5874778957440802070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/5874778957440802070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/2009/06/oh-yeah.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashley</name><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-1307434914298569065.post-3608230949393209720</id><published>2009-06-11T22:33:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T22:41:47.309-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Picked up a copy of Rolling Stone w/Adam on the cover tonight :] Tee-hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am thinking about seeing FTSK play "Whoa Oh" in the hail at Warped Tour in Scranton last summer and how happy and carefree I was for those few minutes. and I loved JCook. lol. and now I miss them.. sigh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my feet hurt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307434914298569065-3608230949393209720?l=ashleyndixon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/feeds/3608230949393209720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307434914298569065&amp;postID=3608230949393209720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/3608230949393209720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/3608230949393209720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/2009/06/picked-up-copy-of-rolling-stone-wadam.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashley</name><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-1307434914298569065.post-7730388421136139149</id><published>2009-06-11T00:06:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T00:53:44.217-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I like 3oh!3's first CD better ;] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, I'm just the kinda girl that prefers bands before they're on the radio. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I had to walk to my car in the rain. I didn't mind it, except for the fact that I was wearing flip flops. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have new lemonade flavors at Auntie Anne's. I got the watermelon kind tonight and it was lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS -  I am super excited for the True Blood season premiere on Sunday. Just sayin ;]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307434914298569065-7730388421136139149?l=ashleyndixon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/feeds/7730388421136139149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307434914298569065&amp;postID=7730388421136139149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/7730388421136139149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/7730388421136139149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-like-3oh3s-first-cd-better-sorry-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashley</name><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-1307434914298569065.post-2767724497117978263</id><published>2009-06-10T15:02:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T15:05:26.502-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I woke up earlier than I wanted to because the gutters were being cleaned right outside of Amber's window. and then I came home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to work later =/ oh yeah, I just remembered that I wanna remove my nail polish..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307434914298569065-2767724497117978263?l=ashleyndixon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/feeds/2767724497117978263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307434914298569065&amp;postID=2767724497117978263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/2767724497117978263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/2767724497117978263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-woke-up-earlier-than-i-wanted-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashley</name><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-1307434914298569065.post-2818843455964394152</id><published>2009-06-10T02:02:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T02:09:55.119-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I woke up around noon and noticed that Adam Lambert was trending on Twitter so I did some quick clicking around and discovered his Rolling Stone cover and article. He's gay, in case you didn't know.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then I went to work. they asked me to stay later than I was supposed to and I said yes, for once. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was storming for awhile and the roof started leaking. It was pretty crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daryl and I just watched "Wait Your Turn". lol. now we are listening to "Living on a Prayer" by Bon Jovi. One time, Fall Out Boy came out on stage to this song. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daryl changed my name to "Big Eyes" on Google Talk :[ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sleeping here tonight. Toodles!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307434914298569065-2818843455964394152?l=ashleyndixon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/feeds/2818843455964394152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307434914298569065&amp;postID=2818843455964394152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/2818843455964394152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/2818843455964394152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-woke-up-around-noon-and-noticed-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashley</name><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-1307434914298569065.post-6986595599540305824</id><published>2009-06-09T11:58:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T12:09:50.811-04:00</updated><title type='text'>the most amazing dream</title><content type='html'>I got a ticket to some concert at the "9:30 Club" and I got there and was waiting for Amber and Daryl to meet me there so I called them and asked where they were and they told me they were there so they came in and then the "9:30 Club" was different and there was a lot of running to get into the concert, and Amber and Daryl couldn't catch up with me (I had their tickets). I don't know if they ever got in, but I was suddenly wandering around looking for "my friends" and it wasn't the 9:30 Club anymore. I ended up downstairs in this sketchy looking bar/dance area, Mayra comes up to me and is drunk and hands me a bottle of something, I take it, drink it, notice Kris Allen standing there, we greet each other like BFF's, he's drunk too, I'm like HEY KRIS, CAN I HAVE YOUR AUTOGRAPH.... YOURE THE AMERICAN IDOL. and I'm drunk, and Mayra is laughing hysterically, and I'm looking for Steve, and Kris is taking too long to sign my arm (I wanted him to sign it underneath my "love" tattoo, which was on my left wrist in the dream). So I'm holding my arm out to Kris, waiting, and I got impatient and started to walk away when suddenly KRIS ALLEN GRABBED MY ARM and pulled me up against him and said something like "Now hold on just a second, I'm gonna sign it..." or something AMAZING with his little accent and then I was like "OH REALLY KRIS ALLEN" and he was like "Really" and he pulled me in closer to him and in my head I was thinking "DUDE WHERE IS YOUR WIFE" but it was a dream so I LET IT HAPPEN. &lt;br /&gt;yeah so then we were just doing the "oh really" thing back and forth getting closer and closer like Bella and Edward in Twilight. and our lips were finally touching, not kissing, and still talking, and then I KISSED KRIS ALLEN, died, woke up, freaked out and wrote this because it was amazing. and now I might be in love with him. who knows. all I know is that I wanna go back to sleep, lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just confused about how Daryl and Amber turned into Mayra and Steve.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307434914298569065-6986595599540305824?l=ashleyndixon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/feeds/6986595599540305824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307434914298569065&amp;postID=6986595599540305824' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/6986595599540305824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/6986595599540305824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/2009/06/most-amazing-dream.html' title='the most amazing dream'/><author><name>Ashley</name><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-1307434914298569065.post-8472713974411305060</id><published>2009-06-09T01:35:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T01:44:14.215-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today's highlights: &lt;br /&gt;we went to see UP and I cried like a little infant. &lt;br /&gt;Meredith came over! &lt;br /&gt;Taco Bell made me spit up in Daryl's trash can. &lt;br /&gt;we played the picture game again. it makes me very happy when people are able to figure out what my pathetic little drawings are! I love the picture game. &lt;br /&gt;night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307434914298569065-8472713974411305060?l=ashleyndixon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/feeds/8472713974411305060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307434914298569065&amp;postID=8472713974411305060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/8472713974411305060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/8472713974411305060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/2009/06/todays-highlights-we-went-to-see-up-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashley</name><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-1307434914298569065.post-1671456153233154056</id><published>2009-06-08T00:38:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T00:49:02.893-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I heard the song "Hear Me Now" by Framing Hanley on my way home tonight. I think I like it. Jordy started a new mix CD for me tonight.. he hasn't made me one of those in months, possibly years.  I hope he sees this and puts that song on it for me.. muahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was super lazy until around 2:30 pm which is when I decided to take a shower and get ready and go over to see my friends. Daryl was watching Gran Torino? when I got there so I watched America's Next Top Model with Amber. Sissy hasn't had babies, yet......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left around 5. Went to Wal-Mart... Amber got new sunglasses and I got new tweezers since I couldn't find mine last night when I wanted to pluck Jason's stray back hairs. So I bought some new ones! Then we went to the talent show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The talent show was two hours of talent. A lady sang a song about her grandfather and it made me cry. I thought about it driving home and I cried again. Typing about it making me cry is making my eyes tear up. That can't be normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the talent show was over, there was a big dinner feast. With lasagna. I ate so much. I didn't even know I was that big of a lasagna fan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now I'm home.. drinking ice water and listening to the Framing Hanley song before I sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to work from 10-2ish and then I will hopefully see Jason again before he goes back to PA.. since he was taking too long to come back to the Elliotts' tonight.  heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;River trip soon! Late July/Early August. MMMM. I hope we jet ski this time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307434914298569065-1671456153233154056?l=ashleyndixon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/feeds/1671456153233154056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307434914298569065&amp;postID=1671456153233154056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/1671456153233154056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/1671456153233154056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-heard-song-hear-me-now-by-framing.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashley</name><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-1307434914298569065.post-2692019324641439949</id><published>2009-06-07T03:57:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T04:02:19.211-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>someone posted a link to my Adam site on IDF and Adam's official site so I got a ton of traffic today, which was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason showed up around 6.. Daryl and I went to get the tennis stuff from Amber who was babysitting the cutest baby girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daryl and I played tennis against Jason and Haas. We beat them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason bought me a slurpee. I think that slurpees are fabulous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went back to the house and we were all hanging out. We played this really fun game that's like telephone except you draw things instead of saying them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then Daryl and I started to watch Valkyrie. It was pretty good but Daryl had to go to sleep so we still have about 40 minutes left to watch.. tomorrow I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should probably sleep now! Talent show later :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307434914298569065-2692019324641439949?l=ashleyndixon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/feeds/2692019324641439949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307434914298569065&amp;postID=2692019324641439949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/2692019324641439949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/2692019324641439949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/2009/06/someone-posted-link-to-my-adam-site-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashley</name><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-1307434914298569065.post-1336006362457008463</id><published>2009-06-06T01:11:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T01:20:06.080-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Daryl &amp; I got Carrabba's to go tonight and brought it back to my house. I got calamari and most of them still had legs. It was slightly disturbing.. when I used to get calamari all the time, it never came with legs. at least not that I can remember. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now most of the calamari is hanging out in my refrigerator, where it will remain for several days until I give up on it and throw it away. Should save time and fridge space by throwing it away now, right? I mean.. there is always the possibility that I will eat it. Oh, who am I kidding? There is no freaking way I will eat it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. somehow after we ate our food, Daryl convinced me to let him in my room (the messiest room in the world). I let him in! and do you know what he did? He started to clean! and there is so much space in my room now, and I am so happy and pleased with him as a friend :] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my fan is finally in the perfect spot.. the spot I've wanted it to be ever since I moved here. over a year ago. I am thrilled. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never update this blog anymore because I am so busy with &lt;a href=http://www.adamistherealidol.com&gt;my Adam Lambert site&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but.. I quit drinking soda a few weeks ago.. again. I still don't have much of a life other than working and going to the Elliotts'. and I have to move again in a little over a month. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun stuff! and I am going to be the proud owner of a soon-to-be-born guinea pig that will be named "Adison Snowflake" (Adi) :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307434914298569065-1336006362457008463?l=ashleyndixon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/feeds/1336006362457008463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307434914298569065&amp;postID=1336006362457008463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/1336006362457008463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>thursday: nature walk adventure and twilight&lt;br /&gt;friday: the notebook&lt;br /&gt;yesterday: work, noodles, guys wearing nevershoutnever tour laminates at noodles, 17 again, ten or eleven episodes of lost, pootie gave me a joker scratch, mcdonalds at 5 am, home and sleep around 6:30.&lt;br /&gt;today: woke up half an hour ago&lt;br /&gt;Now: shower&lt;br /&gt;later: lost&lt;br /&gt;saturday: pete :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307434914298569065-6105134065662051310?l=ashleyndixon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/feeds/6105134065662051310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307434914298569065&amp;postID=6105134065662051310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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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-1307434914298569065.post-4539796587060048206</id><published>2009-04-11T01:38:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T01:43:33.760-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Switzy came over to charge her laptop and we went to Hannah Montana.&lt;br /&gt;:D :D :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;and I can't sleep without drugs now. so..&lt;br /&gt;Pete in two weeks &lt;3 and I'm thinking about Loveys on Friday..... since I'm off. I hate Baltimore though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOST!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307434914298569065-4539796587060048206?l=ashleyndixon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/feeds/4539796587060048206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307434914298569065&amp;postID=4539796587060048206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/4539796587060048206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/4539796587060048206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/2009/04/switzy-came-over-to-charge-her-laptop.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashley</name><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-1307434914298569065.post-8922260293218639099</id><published>2009-03-29T02:46:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T02:58:09.756-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We were supposed to go to Old Rag for a day hike today but then the weather forecast declared it would be raining so we decided not to go. I'm not so sure it rained, even. &lt;br /&gt;Instead of that, I slept past noon, ate a bunch of pistachios, and reread Twilight. &lt;br /&gt;I had almost forgotten just how good that book is. &lt;br /&gt;Last night, Denny's totally failed with my onion rings and pancake puppies.. so much so, that I don't want to ever eat them again.. or maybe even go there. &lt;br /&gt;Pretty soon, I will not be able to eat anywhere. &lt;br /&gt;I've very leery of going to PA on Tuesday for game night and missing American Idol. &lt;br /&gt;That can't be healthy. I should be thrilled to go....... things just don't seem to be happening the way I expect them to lately. &lt;br /&gt;and crap, my MD tags expire in 3 days, and I don't know what to do. &lt;br /&gt;I hope I can sleep before 5 am and I hope that I wake up before noon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307434914298569065-8922260293218639099?l=ashleyndixon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/feeds/8922260293218639099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307434914298569065&amp;postID=8922260293218639099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/8922260293218639099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/8922260293218639099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/2009/03/we-were-supposed-to-go-to-old-rag-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashley</name><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-1307434914298569065.post-7226948049127467652</id><published>2009-03-27T00:18:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T00:19:20.502-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is my new favorite song. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/m_aRYNHjFr4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/m_aRYNHjFr4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307434914298569065-7226948049127467652?l=ashleyndixon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/feeds/7226948049127467652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307434914298569065&amp;postID=7226948049127467652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/7226948049127467652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/7226948049127467652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/2009/03/this-is-my-new-favorite-song.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashley</name><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-1307434914298569065.post-3346756680510436802</id><published>2009-03-23T02:36:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T02:44:53.437-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wow.. Today was long.&lt;br /&gt;I woke up around 10:30.. reluctantly. got ready and went over to the birthday brunch..... BAGELS! played tennis...........went to Frontline...Panera....spontaneous game night...and went to the gym. fun stuff.&lt;br /&gt;we're going to PA next Tuesday for Jason's game night :P I'm so excited and happy about that. although we will be missing American Idol =/&lt;br /&gt;and this Saturday we are going on a day hike to Old Rag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:] I love game nights.. and day hikes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307434914298569065-3346756680510436802?l=ashleyndixon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/feeds/3346756680510436802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307434914298569065&amp;postID=3346756680510436802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/3346756680510436802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/3346756680510436802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/2009/03/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashley</name><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-1307434914298569065.post-2408310869362650359</id><published>2009-03-20T01:52:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T02:00:18.065-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wanted to stop and get some strawberry fanta on my way home but I chose to NOT........... instead I came STRAIGHT home and made some sleepytime tea.&lt;br /&gt;Good decision.&lt;br /&gt;GOOOOOOOOOOD.&lt;br /&gt;except I'm so getting some tomorrow.... or maybe a pineapple one......&lt;br /&gt;fanta fanta fanta.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder when/if I will sleep tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, Amber and I are flying to Minnesota IN JUNE..... of 2010. for a wedding... yay, I haven't flown anywhere since I was two...... and yay, going to new states. Wish it was this June tho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and.... it's officially spring. FLIPPY FLOPPY! oh man, I can't wait to be on a boat. and at the ocean. and on a mountain. and in Kentucky.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307434914298569065-2408310869362650359?l=ashleyndixon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/feeds/2408310869362650359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307434914298569065&amp;postID=2408310869362650359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/2408310869362650359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/2408310869362650359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-wanted-to-stop-and-get-some.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashley</name><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-1307434914298569065.post-418415972851888535</id><published>2009-03-18T01:49:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T01:54:04.039-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I would just like to give a shout-out to the guy who cut in front of me in line at Moe's earlier.... (I let him). dude thought he was paying 8-something for a margarita.. accidentally paid for my burrito :P and then he was like oh well, don't worry about it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol, right.. free foooood for meeee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it's been about 4 hours or so since I saw Adam Lambert's adaptation of "Ring of Fire" and I gotta say...... as much as I love Adam Lambert, it was kinda creepy.. and I still don't know if I liked it. oh well. He'll get through.. I'm worried about Allison though. she was next to the bottom on DIALIDOL.. (Alexis was on the bottom, which also worries me, cuz I'm pretty sure they'll use the judges save on her if she's voted off.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since when did I turn into one of those obsessive American Idol fans? psshh.. oh yay we're gonna play tennis today and I'm going to a Britney Spears concert in a week. Cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307434914298569065-418415972851888535?l=ashleyndixon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/feeds/418415972851888535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307434914298569065&amp;postID=418415972851888535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/418415972851888535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/418415972851888535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-would-just-like-to-give-shout-out-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashley</name><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-1307434914298569065.post-3492084974939304373</id><published>2009-03-15T00:28:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T01:28:54.749-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Why did I laugh so hard, baby? (Don't read this)</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4xwXOj55nIY&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4xwXOj55nIY&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This video PISSES ME OFF.&lt;br /&gt;As none of you who read my blog and know me now will recall, in 2003, I was a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;complete fangirl &lt;/span&gt;for a band called A Static Lullaby. It all resulted from my obsession with their singer, Joe Brown (whom I still, to this day, think is one of the hottest guys. Ever.)&lt;br /&gt;I saw them three times that year:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;May 1: I snuck down to Richmond on a Greyhound bus down to visit some friends. We went to see&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Brand New&lt;/span&gt;, and ASL were the opening band.. this is where the obsession began. I don't remember specific details of this concert, but I know I got my picture taken with ASL's drummer.. and I listened to the CD "...And Don't Forget to Breathe" on repeat the entire bus ride home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;June 30: Sofia &amp;amp; Jason wanted to go see Darkest Hour.. ASL were opening so I tagged along (or drove us to the Metro..) I don't remember anything else but I'm sure it was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;August 13: I convinced Robin to go with me (drive me, since my grandparents had that rule where I wasn't allowed to drive anywhere except work and college) to a show in Baltimore.. at the super ghetto Ottobar. We get there two hours early because I am crazy and it's raining so we're sitting in the car.. in the parking lot behind the Ottobar. Some guy comes up and ROBS us at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;gunpoint&lt;/span&gt;. How traumatizing. and then we almost can't get in to the concert because we don't have money to pay the COVER CHARGE (since neither of us were 21 at that point.) DUDE. Joe Brown makes up for it though by grabbing my head and holding it for 30+ seconds and completely eye sexing me the whole time they were playing (I was front row center up against the stage).. then they were done playing and he walked past me and .....rubbed? carressed? my lower back. Sorry, I was "in love" with him. so it was the best worst night ever.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;The obsession eventually faded.. and their music stopped appealing to me. (However, Joe Brown remained sexy.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what the CRAP he is doing in this video wearing that hideous white vest and making out with all these skanky chicks. All I know is that I might have just gone into a jealous rage over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please don't judge me. I'm having a moment. (I mean it.. I was ridiculous over this band that summer. and for I don't know how long after. and now it's all coming back to me, good grief, this is not cool =/ and now I am watching old videos of them on YouTube and freaking out.) haha. wow. I can't believe I am posting about this. but they were so important to me that year... I loved them &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt; much. and now it's 5 years later and I can't stand this new video.. I'm not even sure why I am so mad about it or if mad is even the word I should be using to describe the way it makes me feel. Like I said.... I don't know the point I'm trying to make. I guess I just wanted to try and get my thoughts about it out, and since Jordy is too busy "partying it up" to talk music with me, I'm writing a blog. now I need to go find that CD and listen to it all night and think about 2003 and have inappropriate dreams about Joe Brown.  I could keep going on and on about this band but I am having trouble focusing and not being redundant. I've come back to edit this and add more at least five times. I should probably just delete it before I wind up embarrassing myself. Oh well, too late. I'm done now, hopefully.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307434914298569065-3492084974939304373?l=ashleyndixon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/feeds/3492084974939304373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307434914298569065&amp;postID=3492084974939304373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/3492084974939304373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/3492084974939304373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/2009/03/ew.html' title='Why did I laugh so hard, baby? (Don&apos;t read this)'/><author><name>Ashley</name><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-1307434914298569065.post-258199941194125361</id><published>2009-03-14T19:57:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T20:09:14.673-04:00</updated><title type='text'>mint Oreos</title><content type='html'>today I got up around noon and did nothing except eat mint Oreos and look at the internet.&lt;br /&gt;I finally took a shower about half an hour ago and while I was in there I was like dude this drain is clogged like whoaa so I cleaned that out.... Months (weeks?) worth of my shedded hair. I'm lucky that doesn't gross me out. I also cleaned the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;I would've done laundry today but I didn't want to disturb my roommate......&lt;br /&gt;my next step is to empty the overflowing trashcan in my bathroom. that has been growing since November.&lt;br /&gt;lol. I am kinda pathetic when it comes to cleaning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307434914298569065-258199941194125361?l=ashleyndixon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/feeds/258199941194125361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307434914298569065&amp;postID=258199941194125361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/258199941194125361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/258199941194125361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/2009/03/mint-oreos.html' title='mint Oreos'/><author><name>Ashley</name><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-1307434914298569065.post-6950950582593757351</id><published>2009-03-12T19:17:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T19:20:55.431-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I have a friend named Amber</title><content type='html'>Earlier today I received a text message containing a picture of a box of Samoas. The message said "You're welcome."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few minutes ago, the same person who sent me that text message was singing "Beautiful" by Akon... during the chorus the lyrics say something like "..I wanna get with you..." it's ok though, it just means he wants to sit with her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really love my friend Amber today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307434914298569065-6950950582593757351?l=ashleyndixon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/feeds/6950950582593757351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307434914298569065&amp;postID=6950950582593757351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/6950950582593757351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/6950950582593757351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-have-friend-named-amber.html' title='I have a friend named Amber'/><author><name>Ashley</name><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-1307434914298569065.post-952145665399925776</id><published>2009-03-12T01:04:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T19:34:17.506-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I stopped at BP to get gas on the way home tonight. I cleaned my windows.. and missed having someone do that for me. I don't think I did it right, lol.&lt;br /&gt;Tennis season has begun. and my arm is feeling it.&lt;br /&gt;Adam Lambert is going to win American Idol. I love him the most. I love Allison Iraheta the second most.. I think.&lt;br /&gt;I just flossed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO TO &lt;a href="HTTP://ADAMORDANNY.BLOGSPOT.COM"&gt;HTTP://ADAMORDANNY.BLOGSPOT.COM&lt;/a&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" id="seyretpl" name="seyretpl" width="400" height="330"&gt; &lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt; &lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt; &lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://idolstartv.com/components/com_seyret/localplayer/player.swf"&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="width=400&amp;amp;height=330&amp;amp;enablejs=true&amp;amp;file=http://movies.americanidol.com/vids/season8/ai8_top13perf_airaheta/ai8_top13perf_airaheta.flv&amp;amp;image=http://idolstartv.com/images/video/allison-t13-performaces.jpg&amp;amp;autostart=false&amp;amp;logo=http://idolstartv.com/components/com_seyret/localplayer/logo.png&amp;amp;skin=http://idolstartv.com/components/com_seyret/localplayer/skins/seyret_default1.swf&amp;amp;&amp;amp;fullscreen=true"&gt;  &lt;embed id="seyretp" name="seyretp" src="http://idolstartv.com/components/com_seyret/localplayer/player.swf" flashvars="width=400&amp;amp;height=330&amp;amp;enablejs=true&amp;amp;file=http://movies.americanidol.com/vids/season8/ai8_top13perf_airaheta/ai8_top13perf_airaheta.flv&amp;amp;image=http://idolstartv.com/images/video/allison-t13-performaces.jpg&amp;amp;autostart=false&amp;amp;logo=http://idolstartv.com/components/com_seyret/localplayer/logo.png&amp;amp;skin=http://idolstartv.com/components/com_seyret/localplayer/skins/seyret_default1.swf&amp;amp;&amp;amp;fullscreen=true" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="330"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;  &lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHE'S SO GOOD. AND CUTE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" id="seyretpl" name="seyretpl" width="400" height="330"&gt; &lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt; &lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt; &lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://idolstartv.com/components/com_seyret/localplayer/player.swf"&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="width=400&amp;amp;height=330&amp;amp;enablejs=true&amp;amp;file=http://movies.americanidol.com/vids/season8/ai8_perf_top36b_airaheta/ai8_perf_top36b_airaheta.flv&amp;amp;image=http://i552.photobucket.com/albums/jj358/idol_star_tv/AllisonIraheta-Alone.jpg&amp;amp;autostart=false&amp;amp;logo=http://idolstartv.com/components/com_seyret/localplayer/logo.png&amp;amp;skin=http://idolstartv.com/components/com_seyret/localplayer/skins/seyret_default1.swf&amp;amp;&amp;amp;fullscreen=true"&gt;  &lt;embed id="seyretp" name="seyretp" src="http://idolstartv.com/components/com_seyret/localplayer/player.swf" flashvars="width=400&amp;amp;height=330&amp;amp;enablejs=true&amp;amp;file=http://movies.americanidol.com/vids/season8/ai8_perf_top36b_airaheta/ai8_perf_top36b_airaheta.flv&amp;amp;image=http://i552.photobucket.com/albums/jj358/idol_star_tv/AllisonIraheta-Alone.jpg&amp;amp;autostart=false&amp;amp;logo=http://idolstartv.com/components/com_seyret/localplayer/logo.png&amp;amp;skin=http://idolstartv.com/components/com_seyret/localplayer/skins/seyret_default1.swf&amp;amp;&amp;amp;fullscreen=true" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="330"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;  &lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307434914298569065-952145665399925776?l=ashleyndixon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/feeds/952145665399925776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307434914298569065&amp;postID=952145665399925776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/952145665399925776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/952145665399925776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-stopped-at-bp-to-get-gas-on-way-home.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashley</name><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-1307434914298569065.post-2320791841082864198</id><published>2009-03-10T13:31:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T13:35:09.240-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Look, it's my FAV BAND EVER</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://media.mtvnservices.com/mgid:uma:video:mtv.com:349132" width="512" height="319" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashVars="configParams=type%3Dnormal%26vid%3D349132%26uri%3Dmgid%3Auma%3Avideo%3Amtv.com%3A349132%26startUri=mgid%3Auma%3Avideo%3Amtv.com%3A349132" allowFullScreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" base="."&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAH.... LOVEYS :D their new cd is out today. I thought about going to Walmart at 1 am to see if they had it but.. I really hate Walmart. OH I just remembered I have a Borders gift card.. and a Target gift card. So I can go get it with either of those :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307434914298569065-2320791841082864198?l=ashleyndixon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/feeds/2320791841082864198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307434914298569065&amp;postID=2320791841082864198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/2320791841082864198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/2320791841082864198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/2009/03/look-its-my-fav-band-ever.html' title='Look, it&apos;s my FAV BAND EVER'/><author><name>Ashley</name><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-1307434914298569065.post-7075730549129651576</id><published>2009-03-08T01:08:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T01:14:48.063-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the party was a huge success! I'm so happy :] &lt;br /&gt;I don't think I'm ever going to get "Rock Me Amadeus" out of my head though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sucks that we're losing an hour of sleep tonight though. oh well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307434914298569065-7075730549129651576?l=ashleyndixon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/feeds/7075730549129651576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307434914298569065&amp;postID=7075730549129651576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/7075730549129651576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/7075730549129651576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/2009/03/party-was-huge-success-im-so-happy-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashley</name><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-1307434914298569065.post-609732831750210132</id><published>2009-03-07T02:42:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T02:51:50.791-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I love getting to eat at The Cheesecake Factory and not having to pay for it. &lt;br /&gt;This has been a greaaaaat week. and my party is in 16 hours..... I AM IN LOVE WITH MY PARTY AND IT HASN'T EVEN HAPPENED YET. I can't wait. &lt;br /&gt;Best birthday week ever :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307434914298569065-609732831750210132?l=ashleyndixon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/feeds/609732831750210132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307434914298569065&amp;postID=609732831750210132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/609732831750210132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/609732831750210132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-love-getting-to-eat-at-cheesecake.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashley</name><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-1307434914298569065.post-6906089721516926861</id><published>2009-03-06T00:34:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T00:35:07.567-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>u know what's awesome?&lt;br /&gt;when Panera accidentally makes you two sandwiches and you only have to pay for one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE WHEN THAT HAPPENS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307434914298569065-6906089721516926861?l=ashleyndixon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/feeds/6906089721516926861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307434914298569065&amp;postID=6906089721516926861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/6906089721516926861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/6906089721516926861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/2009/03/u-know-whats-awesome-when-panera.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashley</name><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-1307434914298569065.post-8750975772601587071</id><published>2009-03-05T01:29:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T01:32:42.862-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I THINK THAT EATING TACO BELL AT MIDNIGHT IS A BAD IDEA BECAUSE WHENEVER I EAT IT SO LATE I FEEL SICKLY....... BUT MIDNIGHT IS THE ONLY TIME ANYONE EVER WANTS TO ACTUALLY EAT TACO BELL. OR RIGHT BEFORE BED. I DON'T KNOW WHY I AM TYPING IN ALL CAPS. I ALSO DON'T KNOW WHY I AM NOT ASLEEP AT MY HOUSE WITH MY NEW PILLOW RIGHT NOW. I HAVEN'T BEEN TO THE GYM SINCE THURSDAY. AND I'VE EATEN NOTHING BUT DELICIOUS CRAP.&lt;br /&gt;IT'S BEEN GOOD. &lt;3 jimmy fallon tho.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307434914298569065-8750975772601587071?l=ashleyndixon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/feeds/8750975772601587071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307434914298569065&amp;postID=8750975772601587071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/8750975772601587071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/8750975772601587071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-think-that-eating-taco-bell-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashley</name><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-1307434914298569065.post-8029526917961123358</id><published>2009-03-04T00:12:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T00:16:43.482-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My birth&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;day&lt;/span&gt; is over.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to everyone that called me... texted me.. hung out with me.. or wished me a happy one.&lt;br /&gt;I love you all, and I am happy, no matter how bipolar and weird my birthdays may make me act.&lt;br /&gt;and now I am done. until my party on Saturday :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307434914298569065-8029526917961123358?l=ashleyndixon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/feeds/8029526917961123358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307434914298569065&amp;postID=8029526917961123358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/8029526917961123358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/8029526917961123358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-birth-day-is-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashley</name><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-1307434914298569065.post-69510253011402055</id><published>2009-03-02T13:12:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T13:15:29.963-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I went sledding at one am and then I found pictures of Adam Lambert kissing boys.&lt;br /&gt;I need to go to my house. and shower. Tomorrow we are eating Mexican for lunch and Chinese for dinner and playing laser tag in between.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307434914298569065-69510253011402055?l=ashleyndixon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/feeds/69510253011402055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307434914298569065&amp;postID=69510253011402055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/69510253011402055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/69510253011402055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-went-sledding-at-one-am-and-then-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashley</name><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-1307434914298569065.post-7041895742551239631</id><published>2009-03-01T13:04:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T13:12:47.092-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Whenever Amber goes upstairs to do "homework" she's actually not doing homework....... she's watching videos on YouTube.&lt;br /&gt;I caught her in the act!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This video is so revolting, it makes me sob uncontrollably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PYp0GVzmLgY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PYp0GVzmLgY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307434914298569065-7041895742551239631?l=ashleyndixon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/feeds/7041895742551239631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307434914298569065&amp;postID=7041895742551239631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/7041895742551239631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/7041895742551239631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/2009/03/whenever-amber-goes-upstairs-to-do.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashley</name><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-1307434914298569065.post-7062429836759228051</id><published>2009-02-28T03:32:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T03:45:56.572-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was eventful! Daryl did some crazy things to my laptop and now its got more space and is running faster. We all (+ Eric) went to dinner and I got my chocolate chip molten cake to go so I could build it.. watched Demetri Martin's new show which is hilariousss.. made a new website for Adam Lambert/Danny Gokey rivalry.... good stuff pretty much all day. even if I didn't go to the gym and ate crazy bad food.. oh well. it's my birthday week.. nothing matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to find some Girl Scout cookies but they don't seem to exist in VA. which is freaking annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also need to start sleeping regular hours. but I say that every day. nothing ever changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things will always be the same now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307434914298569065-7062429836759228051?l=ashleyndixon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/feeds/7062429836759228051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307434914298569065&amp;postID=7062429836759228051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/7062429836759228051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/7062429836759228051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/2009/02/today-was-eventful-daryl-did-some-crazy.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashley</name><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-1307434914298569065.post-3739312787228603987</id><published>2009-02-26T12:26:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T12:29:15.666-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I spent 2 hours and 5 minutes voting for Adam Lambert last night. &lt;br /&gt;SOO... he just better get through tonight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up earlier than necessary today! and went to the gym.. came home, had some food.. now I have to get ready and go to work.. do work.. then watch AMERICAN IDOL! and the Office. woooooohoooooo and go to the gym again, maybe, and eat some more food :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307434914298569065-3739312787228603987?l=ashleyndixon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/feeds/3739312787228603987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307434914298569065&amp;postID=3739312787228603987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/3739312787228603987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/3739312787228603987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-spent-2-hours-and-5-minutes-voting.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashley</name><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-1307434914298569065.post-9037518332621578724</id><published>2009-02-25T09:18:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T09:21:03.494-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm thinking..</title><content type='html'>I want to get a pedicure.. and wear flip flops to the ball. that's how I roll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only got four hours of sleep, and I feel amazing this morning. I made breakfast.. the perfect "scrambled" egg (I love paprika) and burnt bacon. oops. I'm still learning, lol. I LOVE THE STOVE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307434914298569065-9037518332621578724?l=ashleyndixon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/feeds/9037518332621578724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307434914298569065&amp;postID=9037518332621578724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/9037518332621578724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/9037518332621578724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-thinking.html' title='I&apos;m thinking..'/><author><name>Ashley</name><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-1307434914298569065.post-6044335361569995154</id><published>2009-02-24T23:46:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T12:23:27.333-05:00</updated><title type='text'>iSiCK</title><content type='html'>is IHOP's NEW NAME. &lt;br /&gt;I totally ate the free pancakes tho. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*THIS JUST IN* for those that are interested, my father has been diagnosed with: &lt;a href="http://www.americanheart.org/presenter.jhtml?identifier=4468"&gt;cardiomyopathy&lt;/a&gt; &amp; &lt;a href="http://www.webmd.com/skin-problems-and-treatments/understanding-mrsa-methicillin-resistant-staphylococcus-aureus"&gt;MRSA&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;and he is finally being moved from ICU to a regular floor :] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I am officially never eating at iSiCK again.. until next free pancake day.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307434914298569065-6044335361569995154?l=ashleyndixon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/feeds/6044335361569995154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307434914298569065&amp;postID=6044335361569995154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/6044335361569995154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/6044335361569995154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/2009/02/isick.html' title='iSiCK'/><author><name>Ashley</name><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-1307434914298569065.post-2006060195456922388</id><published>2009-02-23T15:50:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T15:54:57.794-05:00</updated><title type='text'>lol</title><content type='html'>Amber: "If you were dying, would you call me or text me?"&lt;br /&gt;me: "Text."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't stand talking on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I am obsessed with Andy Samberg.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307434914298569065-2006060195456922388?l=ashleyndixon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/feeds/2006060195456922388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307434914298569065&amp;postID=2006060195456922388' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/2006060195456922388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/2006060195456922388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/2009/02/lol.html' title='lol'/><author><name>Ashley</name><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-1307434914298569065.post-1565328374670079877</id><published>2009-02-22T00:44:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T00:47:03.027-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My father is doing much better. He woke up and was breathing on his own and was responsive. He asked for a Pepsi, lol. Silly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to try to go to sleep before 3 am tonight. &lt;br /&gt;and I can't FREAKING wait to see &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0361748/"&gt;this movie&lt;/a&gt;... Seriously.. wow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307434914298569065-1565328374670079877?l=ashleyndixon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/feeds/1565328374670079877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307434914298569065&amp;postID=1565328374670079877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/1565328374670079877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/1565328374670079877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-father-is-doing-much-better.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashley</name><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-1307434914298569065.post-7485175093172316852</id><published>2009-02-20T21:19:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T21:36:28.628-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>They put my father in the hospital (Southern MD) on Saturday. &lt;br /&gt;I went to see him on Monday. &lt;br /&gt;He wasn't well then. &lt;br /&gt;I didn't hear anything from any of my relatives about him until this morning.... when he was transferred to another hospital (Washington Adventist) to get a cardiac defibrillator thing implanted in his chest. (I've definitely been spelling it "defibrillitator" all day. Oops. anyway.. &lt;br /&gt;I received several voice mails from my aunts today.. Around 8, I answered a call, and found out that my father didn't get the defibrillator implanted because he went into cardiac arrest this morning. and is in ICU. but stable. &lt;br /&gt;and everyone is very insistent that I go and see him so I suppose that I will do that tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fun. oh, and my grandfather just called and.. I learned that my father's heart stopped for 9ish minutes and he's on a breathing machine and he hasn't woken up since. that's a lot of new information that my aunts left out of their voice mails.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307434914298569065-7485175093172316852?l=ashleyndixon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/feeds/7485175093172316852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307434914298569065&amp;postID=7485175093172316852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/7485175093172316852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/7485175093172316852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/2009/02/they-put-my-father-in-hospital-southern.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashley</name><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-1307434914298569065.post-3919760351168014034</id><published>2009-02-20T01:05:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T01:15:07.265-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh hey. I'm gonna try something new. It smells like ground beef in Daryl's room right now and I don't like it. &lt;br /&gt;I don't like when people say bad words. &lt;br /&gt;I try not to say them. &lt;br /&gt;I would rather not have a spoon shoved down my mother f...........&lt;br /&gt;Kristina is on the phone with Jordy. &lt;br /&gt;SIgh.&lt;br /&gt;Giggle. &lt;br /&gt;"I wish I was". &lt;br /&gt;plz what...........&lt;br /&gt;*wipes nose*&lt;br /&gt;*breathes* "WHAT"? what the channel 9 504 ahahah. &lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna look this up on the Internet. Oh, it's not on the Internet. &lt;br /&gt;Oooh Tara come here Taraaaa. &lt;br /&gt;*touches self*&lt;br /&gt;Groaning&lt;br /&gt;Moaning&lt;br /&gt;"ASHLEY"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/xshley"&gt;TUMBLR&lt;/a&gt; &amp;&amp;&amp;&amp; &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/xshley"&gt;TWITTER&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/xshley"&gt;TUMBLR&lt;/a&gt; &amp;&amp;&amp;&amp; &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/xshley"&gt;TWITTER&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/xshley"&gt;TUMBLR&lt;/a&gt; &amp;&amp;&amp;&amp; &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/xshley"&gt;TWITTER&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/xshley"&gt;TUMBLR&lt;/a&gt; &amp;&amp;&amp;&amp; &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/xshley"&gt;TWITTER&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/xshley"&gt;TUMBLR&lt;/a&gt; &amp;&amp;&amp;&amp; &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/xshley"&gt;TWITTER&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/xshley"&gt;TUMBLR&lt;/a&gt; &amp;&amp;&amp;&amp; &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/xshley"&gt;TWITTER&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/xshley"&gt;TUMBLR&lt;/a&gt; &amp;&amp;&amp;&amp; &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/xshley"&gt;TWITTER&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/xshley"&gt;TUMBLR&lt;/a&gt; &amp;&amp;&amp;&amp; &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/xshley"&gt;TWITTER&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daryl wanted me to post a blog. Here it is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307434914298569065-3919760351168014034?l=ashleyndixon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/feeds/3919760351168014034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307434914298569065&amp;postID=3919760351168014034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/3919760351168014034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/3919760351168014034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/2009/02/tumblr-twitter-tumblr-twitter-tumblr.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashley</name><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-1307434914298569065.post-5715106589042926918</id><published>2009-02-14T23:23:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T02:42:51.735-05:00</updated><title type='text'>February 14th.</title><content type='html'>So I had a pretty unusually mixed Valentine's Day.&lt;br /&gt;I set my alarm for ten.. intending to go to the gym after my midnight debacle of binging on protein/cereal bars. I snoozed until around 11 and decided that I didn't care about being good today. So I ate more cereal bars and other things.. watched the first half of Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone online..again... around 1 I decided that I was going to lose my mind completely and order some pizza:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HFU21X_1DwU/SZeaQEcxQ8I/AAAAAAAAABg/G8leVpyHciw/s1600-h/valentinesday+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HFU21X_1DwU/SZeaQEcxQ8I/AAAAAAAAABg/G8leVpyHciw/s200/valentinesday+001.JPG" alt="pizza" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302876687115043778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heart shaped, of course. and a chocolate sweet treat :P THE DELIVERY MAN GAVE ME MY FIRST FLOWER OF THE DAY. WIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ate most of that pizza and looked at &lt;a href="http://failblog.org/"&gt;FAIL Blog&lt;/a&gt; until I left for work at 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my way to work I heard my new favorite song: &lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lNW7QdM2Kw8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lNW7QdM2Kw8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I GOT TO WORK AND HAD THIS WAITING FOR ME.........&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HFU21X_1DwU/SZeb-gRbHjI/AAAAAAAAABo/HQO4H148KNc/s1600-h/valentinesday+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HFU21X_1DwU/SZeb-gRbHjI/AAAAAAAAABo/HQO4H148KNc/s200/valentinesday+002.JPG" alt="flowers" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302878584369258034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;WHAT?! haha. (the yellow one is fake.. the cashier at the Smoothie place I went to on my break gave me that and I stuck it in.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soo. I worked, and it was crazy busy.. and I was sick from eating so much. but it was great.&lt;br /&gt;then around 8 I get a voice mail saying my father is here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.hospital-charlescounty-princegeorges.com/images/SMHC-new-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 195px; height: 177px;" src="http://www.hospital-charlescounty-princegeorges.com/images/SMHC-new-1.jpg" alt="hospital" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure about this.. Kidney failure?? I'm so confused, I guess it looks like I have to go to MD tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;and then finally I got off work and was going to go to the gym but decided to come home and finish the pizza instead. also, something to do with Harry Potter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307434914298569065-5715106589042926918?l=ashleyndixon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/feeds/5715106589042926918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307434914298569065&amp;postID=5715106589042926918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/5715106589042926918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/5715106589042926918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/2009/02/february-14th.html' title='February 14th.'/><author><name>Ashley</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HFU21X_1DwU/SZeaQEcxQ8I/AAAAAAAAABg/G8leVpyHciw/s72-c/valentinesday+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1307434914298569065.post-3579978823306833256</id><published>2009-02-14T12:35:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T12:38:44.843-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;AND ALSO:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://media.americanidol.com/photos/553/40118.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 375px; height: 500px;" src="http://media.americanidol.com/photos/553/40118.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;3 &lt;3 &lt;3 GO ADAM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307434914298569065-3579978823306833256?l=ashleyndixon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/feeds/3579978823306833256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307434914298569065&amp;postID=3579978823306833256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/3579978823306833256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/3579978823306833256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/2009/02/and-also.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashley</name><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-1307434914298569065.post-6758029648492670772</id><published>2009-02-14T12:24:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T12:25:35.527-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://mugglenet.com/gallery/albums/movies/ss/screencaps/page1/normal_PDVD_219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://mugglenet.com/gallery/albums/movies/ss/screencaps/page1/normal_PDVD_219.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAHAHHAHAHAHH.. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307434914298569065-6758029648492670772?l=ashleyndixon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/feeds/6758029648492670772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307434914298569065&amp;postID=6758029648492670772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/6758029648492670772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/6758029648492670772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/2009/02/aahahhahahahh.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashley</name><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-1307434914298569065.post-7926251576951189637</id><published>2009-02-12T01:28:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T01:38:31.402-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Can I get the 10 digits that comprise your number?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.ihop.com/pics/sm_logo.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 90px; height: 53px;" src="http://www.ihop.com/pics/sm_logo.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just love the way this place makes me feel sick and awesome at the same time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307434914298569065-7926251576951189637?l=ashleyndixon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/feeds/7926251576951189637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307434914298569065&amp;postID=7926251576951189637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/7926251576951189637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/7926251576951189637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/2009/02/can-i-get-10-digits-that-comprise-your.html' title='Can I get the 10 digits that comprise your number?'/><author><name>Ashley</name><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-1307434914298569065.post-2854834538914688888</id><published>2009-02-08T12:32:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T12:35:15.074-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Apparently, it's 69 degrees. Why am I not outside?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw He's Just Not That Into You last night. I cried. and then watched Into The Wild. and cried some more. I hate movies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh. less than 4 weeks until the ball. We should probably start getting ready.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307434914298569065-2854834538914688888?l=ashleyndixon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/feeds/2854834538914688888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307434914298569065&amp;postID=2854834538914688888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/2854834538914688888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/2854834538914688888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/2009/02/apparently-its-69-degrees.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashley</name><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-1307434914298569065.post-223185599042032914</id><published>2009-02-05T16:27:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T16:39:38.183-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I like All Time Low.. building my own salad at Wawa.. and Harry Potter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is Spence(r)'s birthday. Say whaaat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also like Juliet Simms. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HFU21X_1DwU/SYtbv6jUiCI/AAAAAAAAABY/6SJHLQIO32A/s1600-h/pa+day+3+032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HFU21X_1DwU/SYtbv6jUiCI/AAAAAAAAABY/6SJHLQIO32A/s200/pa+day+3+032.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299430265260902434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scranton &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307434914298569065-223185599042032914?l=ashleyndixon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/feeds/223185599042032914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307434914298569065&amp;postID=223185599042032914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/223185599042032914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/223185599042032914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-like-all-time-low.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashley</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HFU21X_1DwU/SYtbv6jUiCI/AAAAAAAAABY/6SJHLQIO32A/s72-c/pa+day+3+032.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1307434914298569065.post-3413829381222525943</id><published>2009-02-05T00:07:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T16:39:01.610-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We found a dress!!! Party's on! ha. &lt;br /&gt;now I'm going to do approximately 780 jumping jacks to work off the york peppermint pattie I just had to eat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*EDIT* I only did about 200 jumping jacks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307434914298569065-3413829381222525943?l=ashleyndixon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/feeds/3413829381222525943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307434914298569065&amp;postID=3413829381222525943' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/3413829381222525943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/3413829381222525943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/2009/02/we-found-dress-partys-on-ha.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashley</name><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-1307434914298569065.post-5365641360743311224</id><published>2009-02-03T17:33:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T17:51:00.091-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so.... If I ever have money.... and a house.... I'm gonna get my own elliptical. &lt;br /&gt;I might have a new job soon.&lt;br /&gt;I will be skinny by summer.&lt;br /&gt;I will be old in exactly one month.&lt;br /&gt;The Super Bowl party was tons of fun.&lt;br /&gt;I am going to watch Baby Mama with Amber tonight. and tomorrow we will go to thrift stores in MD and I will find a dress for my ball. If I don't, I'm calling the whole thing off. &lt;br /&gt;I feel incomplete on days I don't go to the gym.. although there hasn't been one of those days in weeks.&lt;br /&gt;My hair anxiety has resumed. It disgusts me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307434914298569065-5365641360743311224?l=ashleyndixon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/feeds/5365641360743311224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307434914298569065&amp;postID=5365641360743311224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/5365641360743311224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/5365641360743311224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/2009/02/so.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashley</name><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-1307434914298569065.post-2377253708988723832</id><published>2009-01-27T15:49:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T15:59:43.676-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I snoozed 3 or 4 times today. I didn't want to wake up. When I finally decided to give up snoozing, I looked out my window, and was shocked to see that everything was covered in snow. What a delightful excuse not to go to work :P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The road is plowed now and the snow has stopped falling........ I've eaten way too many almonds and raisins and have decided that I must leave the house. (but not before I update my blog and exhaust away my laziness.. after all, leaving the house means getting the snow off my car. myself.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our free trial ends at that new gym today. I have not decided what to do.. I really like this new gym and being able to go any time I want.. but I can't justify paying for two gyms. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, on the radio, I won tickets to the Fall Out Boy show at Merriweather on April 25. I look forward to this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weekend was good. I went to MD on Friday.. saw my grandparents.. went to Megan's.. got my laptop charger.. lost control at Ihop... ahha.. &lt;br /&gt;Saturday.. worked.. hung out.. Sunday.. hung out.. Frontline.. &lt;br /&gt;Yesterday.. hung out....... like I've said.. all I do is hang out. Go to the gym. and Work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now.. I must dry my hair.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307434914298569065-2377253708988723832?l=ashleyndixon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/feeds/2377253708988723832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307434914298569065&amp;postID=2377253708988723832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/2377253708988723832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/2377253708988723832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-snoozed-3-or-4-times-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashley</name><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-1307434914298569065.post-3522480341694483482</id><published>2009-01-23T10:18:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T10:27:40.793-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>All week I've been working and going to the gym. &lt;br /&gt;and hanging out. but we got this free 7 day pass to this gym and you can go any time...... it's really awesomely convenient. We started that Tuesday :] &lt;br /&gt;so I've been going to the gym twice a day or something crazy and I think I'm addicted to working out. I guess there are worse things to be addicted to though.&lt;br /&gt;I get my laptop charger today and then I'll go back to updating regularly.. I'll try to, at least.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307434914298569065-3522480341694483482?l=ashleyndixon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/feeds/3522480341694483482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307434914298569065&amp;postID=3522480341694483482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/3522480341694483482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/3522480341694483482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/2009/01/all-week-ive-been-working-and-going-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashley</name><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-1307434914298569065.post-140069360594136961</id><published>2009-01-18T20:42:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T20:52:59.976-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinese.. Chicken from China..</title><content type='html'>I heard on the radio that tomorrow will be the most depressing day of the year.&lt;br /&gt;I just spent over an hour on the treadmill because..... I was bad this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;Good times were had at the baby shower last night. &lt;br /&gt;We went to McLean today.. &lt;br /&gt;Apparently, I have a funny "run". Daryl doesn't believe I know how to run. The guinea pigs are afraid of the treadmill. Daryl is on the treadmill right now.. Running.. I am afraid he is going to crash through the floor.. we're watching football.. We're all very happy the Cardinals won.. and hoping the Steelers win.. I ordered a new laptop charger on Ebay.. but they shipped it to Uncle Paul's address so I have to go there on Friday to get it. so I'm going to use that as an excuse to hang out with Megan :] also, I will visit my grandfather, because seeing everyone else at the baby shower made me feel sad for not seeing him. &lt;br /&gt;We probably shouldn't be treadmilling in jeans. Just sayin, lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307434914298569065-140069360594136961?l=ashleyndixon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/feeds/140069360594136961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307434914298569065&amp;postID=140069360594136961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/140069360594136961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/140069360594136961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/2009/01/chinese-chicken-from-china.html' title='Chinese.. Chicken from China..'/><author><name>Ashley</name><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-1307434914298569065.post-3507317504789685474</id><published>2009-01-14T13:05:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T13:07:28.763-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just got back from the gym.. eating lunch.. salad with guacamole, haha.. yummmm.. yesterday was fun.. relaxing now, working later.. not sure if I'm going to continue the blog.. mmm. Nothing else to say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307434914298569065-3507317504789685474?l=ashleyndixon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/feeds/3507317504789685474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307434914298569065&amp;postID=3507317504789685474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/3507317504789685474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/3507317504789685474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/2009/01/just-got-back-from-gym.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashley</name><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-1307434914298569065.post-1887797299681234832</id><published>2009-01-13T10:39:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T10:44:40.078-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thankfully, nothing else happened yesterday that was too terrible. I worked.. went to the gym.. went to the Elliott's.. watched 24.. The City.. fun enough :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off today. Amber's coming over in a bit.. we're going to do a little shopping (I still need a dress for my ball).. then we're going to go to NOVA to take care of her crazy class situation. OOOOH. American IDOL TONIGHT!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, wow, since when does my life revolve around television shows... that's kinda sad. Which reminds me.. I need to catch up on Prison Break before IT comes back. Geez.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307434914298569065-1887797299681234832?l=ashleyndixon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/feeds/1887797299681234832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307434914298569065&amp;postID=1887797299681234832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/1887797299681234832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/1887797299681234832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/2009/01/thankfully-nothing-else-happened.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashley</name><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-1307434914298569065.post-656588795632562708</id><published>2009-01-12T08:51:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T08:57:29.684-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Humps :[</title><content type='html'>I am very distraught this MORNING.&lt;br /&gt;All of yesterday seems very insignificant now.. Hung out with Daryl and Amber, as usual. I got home around 12:30 AM to find that Google has disabled my account due to invalid click activity :[ So I was very upset and unable to sleep because of that..... first of all.......and then just now, taking my shower... I realize I've lost weight. haha but......... NOT WHERE I WANTED TO LOSE WEIGHT!!!!!!!!!!! WHAT THE... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not even 9 AM. What else could possibly go wrong today?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess, on a bright note.. I didn't get sick yesterday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost want to stop the diet. Lol. and now I have to go eat stupid breakfast and go to stupid work and go to the stupid gym and be "healthy" because that's what people are supposed to do. Whatever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307434914298569065-656588795632562708?l=ashleyndixon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/feeds/656588795632562708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307434914298569065&amp;postID=656588795632562708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/656588795632562708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/656588795632562708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-humps.html' title='My Humps :['/><author><name>Ashley</name><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-1307434914298569065.post-846920269678025357</id><published>2009-01-10T22:05:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T22:12:38.778-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>NFG announced new tour dates. April 17.. at Sonar. &lt;br /&gt;I don't freaking understand why bands don't play in DC anymore. It's really annoying. &lt;br /&gt;Meh.. I got up at 11 today.. went to the gym.. went home and took a shower, came to the Elliott's, got sickly around five, stayed sickly until dinner at 7.. we've been watching football. The Panthers are getting crushed :[ but the Ravens won.... I wanted the Ravens to win because they never beat the Colts :P I really didn't want either team to win. soo.. yeah. haha. Oh well. &lt;br /&gt;Taylor Swift is on SNL tonight. We &lt;3 Taylor!! &lt;br /&gt;I would LOVE to know why I keep getting mid-afternoon sickness. &lt;br /&gt;Amber got a new phone.. and I'm super jealous. I was already planning on buying myself a new phone for my birthday.. but I think I'll have to get one sooner now. &lt;br /&gt;OK, COME ON PANTHERS.. YOU GOT THIS! lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307434914298569065-846920269678025357?l=ashleyndixon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/feeds/846920269678025357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307434914298569065&amp;postID=846920269678025357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/846920269678025357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/846920269678025357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/2009/01/nfg-announced-new-tour-dates.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashley</name><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-1307434914298569065.post-4828268354120498364</id><published>2009-01-10T02:30:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T02:53:41.095-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Some snow would be nice..</title><content type='html'>The sickness is gone! Hopefully for good.. not exactly sure what that was all about, but it was really bad for a few hours :[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided at 7:58 that I was well enough to go to the movie. (We had planned to leave at 8, and I changed my mind about whether or not to go several times after 7.)&lt;br /&gt;Got there in time to hear an announcement saying the 8:45 showing of the movie was sold out. oh no! Decided we'd wait around and see the 9:40 instead.. got tickets, went over to Panera, ran into Sam &amp; Jessica.. and a few others.. hung out, ate a salad.. went to the movie, thought it was cute (Jake! from One Tree Hill was in it! LOVE HIM), went back to the house, watched Sydney White, and came home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good fun. I missed Time's Up tonight, though.. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad I finally felt ok, I was worried for a bit =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now.. I don't know.. I should sleep but I don't feel like it.. but I really should. It's super cold out. I also feel like I'm failing the diet, lol.. I'm not eating anything I shouldn't eat, but.. my daily schedule is always so random, it's hard to eat 5 times a day, and it's hard to make them be times when I'm actually hungry.. and it's especially hard when I'm sickly! SO I HOPE TOMORROW WORKS OUT BETTER. I also hope I wake up early enough to go to the gym.. although I very seriously doubt that will happen. I will go at least three times next week.. for sure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307434914298569065-4828268354120498364?l=ashleyndixon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/feeds/4828268354120498364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307434914298569065&amp;postID=4828268354120498364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/4828268354120498364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/4828268354120498364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/2009/01/some-snow-would-be-nice.html' title='Some snow would be nice..'/><author><name>Ashley</name><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-1307434914298569065.post-1399713324825864781</id><published>2009-01-09T18:54:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T19:45:57.272-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I waste a lot of time straightening my hair.. I say "waste" because.. my hair is already straight.. therefore it is truly a waste of time, straightening what is already straight. and I say "waste" because.. I know that once I get to work, I am going to get hot and I will get frustrated enough to just put my hair up, anyway. so what is the point? I think I just like feeling pretty for the 15 minute drive to work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;um.. yeah. I'm not sure why I felt obliged to share this issue with the Internet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone always talks a lot louder than normal when they're talking on speaker phone. &lt;br /&gt;Amber's mom is on it with Jason right now.. lol. It's still his birthday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;black eyed peas for dinner. I just.. got sick.. at work.. so I left early and came here.. still sick.. not sure what's wrong. we're leaving for the movie (Bride Wars) in half an hour, if I feel ok.. maybe. I haven't decided yet.. sickness is coming back again.. ugh. I really wish I could eat these black eyed peas :[&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307434914298569065-1399713324825864781?l=ashleyndixon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/feeds/1399713324825864781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307434914298569065&amp;postID=1399713324825864781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/1399713324825864781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/1399713324825864781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-waste-lot-of-time-straightening-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashley</name><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-1307434914298569065.post-40654936725979456</id><published>2009-01-09T12:17:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T12:26:38.725-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Eight..</title><content type='html'>Last night we watched the Oklahoma/Florida game.. I didn't care about it at all.. Amber and I played more Time's Up.. Tonight we are going to see Bride Wars. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about it, haha. Been busy lately. Having fun :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, it's Jason's birthday. He is now a quarter century old. but that doesn't mean he's OLD......... because then that would mean that in two months, I WILL BE OLD..... and I'm not old yet. soo.. hush. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope Jason has a great day, despite what I said to him last night on the phone and on Facebook. haha. I also hope to get to a game night soon :P and Boston :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm getting off track with this diet.. lol. I need to fix that. One week left of the strict part..!! Then.... BREAD!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307434914298569065-40654936725979456?l=ashleyndixon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/feeds/40654936725979456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307434914298569065&amp;postID=40654936725979456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/40654936725979456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/40654936725979456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/2009/01/day-eight.html' title='Day Eight..'/><author><name>Ashley</name><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-1307434914298569065.post-2094322327251401328</id><published>2009-01-08T10:30:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T10:33:51.042-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Day SEVEN!</title><content type='html'>OH man.. what a week! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was a lot of fun :] I had my fudgesicle.. watched the funny part of Pineapple Express again.. hung out with Amber and played Time's Up by ourselves, including the optional ROUND 4... funny, funny times. It was nice :] I went home around midnight.&lt;br /&gt;Slept around 2.&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 10. Going to work from 12:15-5:30 or so.. then not sure if I will go to the gym or.. to Grammie and Bapa's for dinner.. Mmm.. speaking of dinner.. I need breakfast. haha! and I'll prolly skip the gym for the next few days :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307434914298569065-2094322327251401328?l=ashleyndixon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/feeds/2094322327251401328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307434914298569065&amp;postID=2094322327251401328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/2094322327251401328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/2094322327251401328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/2009/01/day-seven.html' title='Day SEVEN!'/><author><name>Ashley</name><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-1307434914298569065.post-8143954985489743347</id><published>2009-01-07T19:57:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T20:00:52.424-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Six.</title><content type='html'>I am sickly today. Stomach pains.. you know.. are cured by hot chocolate, apparently. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hot chocolate.. is the solution to all of life's problems. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just got done playing Time's Up.. Love that game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So all I did today was work.. and then went home.. and then came to the Elliott's. I was going to hit up the ole gym but.. I was sickly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to have a Fudgesicle soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307434914298569065-8143954985489743347?l=ashleyndixon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/feeds/8143954985489743347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307434914298569065&amp;postID=8143954985489743347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/8143954985489743347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/8143954985489743347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/2009/01/day-six.html' title='Day Six.'/><author><name>Ashley</name><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-1307434914298569065.post-2333927496684889572</id><published>2009-01-06T14:16:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T14:34:54.195-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 5</title><content type='html'>I went to the gym yesterday! Accomplished.&lt;br /&gt;Then, spent the night at the Elliott's :] Fun! Hadn't spent the night there in quite awhile.. good times. Watched Eagle Eye (SHIA &lt;3).. awesome, crazy intense movie.. The City.. with Amber. Then the end of 88 Minutes and.. Pineapple Express.. with Daryl. &lt;br /&gt;This morning.. we slept in until 11:30 (it was dark and icky outside!).. Daryl made me a delicious omelette.. and Amber made me delicious hot chocolate.. for breakfast! They are the best brother/sister combination ever, I believe.. I then attempted to build a drawer for their VHS tape holder thing in the living room.. and then I came home. &lt;br /&gt;At some point last night, we went to Walmart, and they got a picture frame (for the &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vEVGJ8N4fmQ/SWJx6Zdn6EI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/gm9pP_FRiso/s1600-h/elliottcollage.jpg"&gt;family collage&lt;/a&gt;) and some pictures..for decorating. I got no sugar added fudgesicles and cocoa powder. Discovering new things I am "allowed" to eat during this time is a huge delight :] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now.. I'm relaxing before I have to go to work. Boo, work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS - Watching the Food Network while you're on a diet is a terrible idea. Why do we have a channel devoted to food anyway? Isn't the majority of America fat enough.....? I guess it's somewhat educational.. but is a whole channel devoted to food really necessary? Are televisions even necessary these days.. I mean.. I don't even have my own television.. and when the last time I had one.. I never watched it. I only watch certain shows (and you can watch everything online nowadays anyway). This is irrelevant. I'm not even sure I agree with what I just said.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307434914298569065-2333927496684889572?l=ashleyndixon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/feeds/2333927496684889572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307434914298569065&amp;postID=2333927496684889572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/2333927496684889572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/2333927496684889572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/2009/01/day-5.html' title='Day 5'/><author><name>Ashley</name><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-1307434914298569065.post-4679664980874131741</id><published>2009-01-05T14:01:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T14:09:42.967-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 4</title><content type='html'>I woke up early again (9 am). This time, I got up, peed, weighed myself, and went back to sleep. Slept until 12:30.. oops. ate breakfast/snack.. will eat a small lunch soon.. I love hummus.. &lt;br /&gt;Yesterday.. I finally got to the Elliott's around 4:30. I was hungry yesterday for the first time.. it sucked.. I don't think I've ever drank so much water and peed so much in my life. haha. It's fun and exciting though. Results are happening :]&lt;br /&gt;Watched disappointing football.. Karen was over, they were construction workers and drywalled the hole in the ceiling above the piano.. it was amusing to watch.. Amber and I watched a few episodes of The Office.. and hanging out was fun. I was hungry though, lol.&lt;br /&gt;Around 11 pm, Daryl and Amber were going through a box of old pictures, to find some to make a collage out of.. Daryl stayed up until 4:45 working on it, apparently. I think it is super cute. I will put a link up as soon as he makes a few edits :] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and.. nothing else today. I'm being lazy, as usual, I don't have to work until tomorrow night.. I'm gonna try to go to the gym in a bit. Then, I will go and hang out. Fun times.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307434914298569065-4679664980874131741?l=ashleyndixon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/feeds/4679664980874131741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307434914298569065&amp;postID=4679664980874131741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/4679664980874131741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/4679664980874131741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/2009/01/day-4.html' title='Day 4'/><author><name>Ashley</name><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-1307434914298569065.post-8795609889795507314</id><published>2009-01-04T09:46:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T10:12:15.317-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 3!!</title><content type='html'>My aunt called me yesterday and left me a voice mail saying that she had a question to ask me and if I were interested in knowing the question that I should call her back..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called back. She's pregnant, due at the end of February, and I am invited to the baby shower. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am SO freaking excited, haha. I love baby showers. and babies. and the fact that she's pregnant. and everything about it! Yay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much else happened yesterday. After breakfast, I did my laundry, and I sat around and didn't leave for the Elliott's until around 3:30.. it was funny, it's like I woke up early for nothing.. which is true.. and then it happened again today, only not quite as early (9:30). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my way to the Elliott's, I had to stop at the grocery store to pick up a 4-5 oz sirloin steak for dinner..... this grocery store next to my house I decided to stop at was very old school.. and there was no butcher area to be found, anywhere. So I wandered aimlessly up and down the meat aisle, hunting for this steak. (I've never shopped for/bought any kind of meat before). I was starting to get very frustrated when I noticed a "service bell"! at about the same time as my discovery, a man in a white coat (the butcher!) decided to mosey on down the aisle towards me. I asked for help.. and eventually ended up with my 4-5 oz sirloin steak :] I then proceeded merrily on my way to the Elliott's :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the Elliott's... we watched football.. very happy the Cardinals won, and very sad the Colts lost (Peyton is my #1.. I blame this loss on the referee moving the football closer than it should have been, to give the Chargers a first down).. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HFU21X_1DwU/SWDPlzOc5II/AAAAAAAAABQ/mp7wOfCS56k/s1600-h/turner_norv1204.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 194px; height: 194px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HFU21X_1DwU/SWDPlzOc5II/AAAAAAAAABQ/mp7wOfCS56k/s200/turner_norv1204.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287454210845893762"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Norv Turner. What a truly revolting specimen of a human.... I literally said "UGHH" and cringed in disgust every time the television cameras gave people an unfortunate view of his neck.... I couldn't even control it. I feel like I'm being mean though.. oh well. I'm sorry your neck makes me want to vomit, Norv!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amber and I went to the grocery store (haha, we seem to go there a lot) and bought some eggs and some sugar free gelatin and some black eyed peas. Then we hard boiled the eggs. &lt;br /&gt;Lovely. I am now going to have one of those eggs, along with the rest of my breakfast! Today is more football.. go Dolphins &amp; Vikings!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307434914298569065-8795609889795507314?l=ashleyndixon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/feeds/8795609889795507314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307434914298569065&amp;postID=8795609889795507314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/8795609889795507314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/8795609889795507314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/2009/01/day-3.html' title='Day 3!!'/><author><name>Ashley</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HFU21X_1DwU/SWDPlzOc5II/AAAAAAAAABQ/mp7wOfCS56k/s72-c/turner_norv1204.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1307434914298569065.post-7114624726723893562</id><published>2009-01-03T08:20:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T08:27:34.681-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I got home last night around midnight. I couldn't connect to our wireless network for some reason so I decided to rest my eyes for a few moments while I waited to connect.. and woke up at 8. I'm not tired :] and I'm connected. haha!&lt;br /&gt;and yesterday was Day 1 of our diet.. it wasn't too bad.. Amber promises it will get bad. I'm waiting. I like it so far. I don't know if I am imagining things but I feel like I can already feel results? I'm probably just crazy..&lt;br /&gt;I worked 10:30-3, went to the gym, and got to the Elliotts' around 7. We went to Walmart and.. Daryl bought this bathroom space saver thing.. which I built once we got back to the house. I love to build things, as we all know.. I need to take pictures of all the things in Daryl's room that I built :] It makes me feel very proud of myself when I do things like that. &lt;br /&gt;Then we dyed Amber's hair. It's dark now and I like it. Although now it kinda makes me want to go opposite of my dark hair and go lighter brown.. or red. So I will probably do that very soon. &lt;br /&gt;It feels unnatural being up so early on a Saturday. It also doesn't really feel like a Saturday. I was going to try and go back to sleep.. but eh. I guess I'll just go make breakfast :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307434914298569065-7114624726723893562?l=ashleyndixon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/feeds/7114624726723893562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307434914298569065&amp;postID=7114624726723893562' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/7114624726723893562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/7114624726723893562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-got-home-last-night-around-midnight.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashley</name><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-1307434914298569065.post-1749741043487272548</id><published>2009-01-01T22:09:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T22:20:30.465-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Happy" New Year! &lt;br /&gt;Olivia is the only reason I am not actively hunting for a new job. I adore Olivia. I have the greatest fun working with her.. Not as great fun as old times with Megan, of course.. but still wonderful. &lt;br /&gt;There are a few others at this store whose company I enjoy but.. most of them are just not my kind of people. &lt;br /&gt;With that in mind, yesterday and today were lovely days at work :] My phone was dead today so Olivia let me borrow her charger, and it was very kind of her.. Amber's letting me borrow her laptop charger, again.. which is very kind of her as well! &lt;br /&gt;Amber and I went diet grocery shopping because tomorrow we're starting the "South Beach" diet... No sugar for two weeks? I'm not exactly sure I'm going to survive this, lol. I apologize in advance for any irritability that may result in the upcoming few days due to radical changes in my eating habits..........&lt;br /&gt;I ended up going to church with Amber for New Year's Eve last night. We played some games.. and had a great time. Then we watched the ball drop.. and Dick Clark made me feel very sad.. :[&lt;br /&gt;I am looking forward to 2009. 2008 was.. fine... but not all together a particularly satisfying year, I would say. &lt;br /&gt;I was going to dye Amber's hair tonight but I suddenly didn't feel very well so I decided to come home. I'm going to go to bed very shortly. Staying up until 5 am when you have to get up at 10 am is not the best of ideas.. and for what? Nothing, apparently. We'll see..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307434914298569065-1749741043487272548?l=ashleyndixon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/feeds/1749741043487272548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307434914298569065&amp;postID=1749741043487272548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/1749741043487272548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/1749741043487272548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year-olivia-is-only-reason-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashley</name><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-1307434914298569065.post-8724281310292569771</id><published>2008-12-30T23:23:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T23:44:31.833-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This blog entry is being brought to you courtesy of Amber's laptop charger.. Thanks Amber. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where to begin?!?! Let's see.. yesterday.. was fabulous. I went to work at 9.. was supposed to work until 4:30 but hours got cut so I got to leave at 2! Got home, started talking to Daryl and found out Jason was randomly here! So I hurried over around 4 to see him :] He left as soon as I got there. I was happy to see him for half a minute, haha..... Haas was over too, so we all went to the bank.. and were gonna get food but then Daryl got a call from a client so we had to go back. Haas left for tae kwon do.. I got a free business dinner from Five Guys... which was yummyyy. Amber got home, we made a new banner for this blog, and finished painting the bathroom..... Amber and I watched The City... sometime during this, we found out Jason was coming back to the house to "crash"!!! and it was lovely, he got there around 12? and we all hung out until 3 am or so. Jason is the best at card tricks.... haha, and then I went home and my laptop cord decided to make sparks and smoke when I tried to plug it in so.. I didn't try to use it. and I slept. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY... Amber called to wake me up at 11.. I actually got up when she called... listened to THE EVERGLOW by MAE while getting ready on my old CD PLAYER..... since my laptop was dead and I couldn't listen to music on Myspace, ahah, or iTunes.. I felt so old fashioned. but it was awesome, I LOVE that CD.... I remembered it last night while looking at songs on Amber's laptop. Soo.. got over to Amber's at.. 1. for shopping! We had such a fun, tiring day.. I got a new dress.. and some other stuff.. she got a bunch of stuff.. I wanted to buy a new laptop charger but the cheapest one they had was like 90 bucks so I'm just gonna order one online and suffer with a dead laptop until it arrives.... and tonight we watched The Dark Knight. I still don't see what all the fuss is about over that movie.. I mean.. sure, it's a great movie.. I just don't think it was worth all the fuss? I dunno. I guess I'm just not a fan of superhero movies.... I prefer ones about vampires... lol. so yes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that is everything. It's been a great two days.. and now I think I'm going to sleep in a bit... I can't believe tomorrow is New Years Eve.. This year flew by, really. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go to game night :P I'm very bored. and sleepy. Amber thought you pronounced "Pisces" ........... "piss kess". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost died laughing..........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307434914298569065-8724281310292569771?l=ashleyndixon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/feeds/8724281310292569771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307434914298569065&amp;postID=8724281310292569771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/8724281310292569771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/8724281310292569771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/2008/12/this-blog-entry-is-being-brought-to-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashley</name><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-1307434914298569065.post-6536121702658597367</id><published>2008-12-28T14:38:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T15:19:27.158-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/the-curious-case-of-benjamin-button-movie-poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 205px; height: 240px;" src="http://www.nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/the-curious-case-of-benjamin-button-movie-poster.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Daryl, Amber, and I went to see this last night. I thought Brad Pitt did a really great job, which shouldn't surprise anyone because it is.. Brad Pitt. Brad Pitt can do anything :] The movie was almost 3 hours long, but I hardly noticed, nor did I catch myself thinking.. "Is it over yet?".. usually I lose focus when I watch longer movies but this one held my interest :] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The film was adapted from a &lt;a href="http://xroads.virginia.edu/~HYPER/Fitzgerald/jazz/benjamin/benjamin1.htm"&gt;short story&lt;/a&gt; that I plan to soon read. &lt;br /&gt;Not much to complain about, since we saw it for free, and got to look at "Brad Pitt" for nearly three hours :] &lt;br /&gt;Not much else happened yesterday. I worked (it wasn't anywhere close to as bad as it had been on Friday)..went over to the Elliott's and helped them get their bathroom ready for painting today.. I think I was supposed to go help.. but I slept until 1:30.. and I do believe I've missed the action by this point. Oops. I should get ready and head over there for the game though.. I don't think I've watched football in two or three weeks. I always lose interest towards the end of the season.. I ended up in sixth place or something in our fantasy league, and I fell behind in the picking so I gave up, the Redskins didn't make the playoffs.. meh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently it is 68 degrees outside. I thought this was supposed to be winter.. it reminds me of.. this time two years ago.. and makes me miss that New Years Eve. Oh well. I should shower now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307434914298569065-6536121702658597367?l=ashleyndixon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/feeds/6536121702658597367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307434914298569065&amp;postID=6536121702658597367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/6536121702658597367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/6536121702658597367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/2008/12/daryl-amber-and-i-went-to-see-this-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashley</name><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-1307434914298569065.post-3349189764552273094</id><published>2008-12-27T06:34:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T06:52:24.396-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think I finally caught up on my sleep.. got home from work around 6:30 last night.. ate some Wheat Thins.. and was out like a light by around 8:15. I slept until about 45 minutes ago.. and now I feel greatly revitalized. I don't have to work until 10:30 though.. ahh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I worked 10-6 yesterday.. and I think we all would agree that it was a mad house. The line didn't seem to ever end the entire 8 hours I was there.. and if it did, it was only for a few seconds. People just kept coming! I guess the "store-wide" sale helped.. haha. I never expected it to be so busy. It was worse than black Friday, which is hard to accomplish. Maybe I just never actually worked the day after Christmas before? or maybe it's worse because of the mall I'm in.. or maybe the sale was so good..... who knows. I figure today will be just as bad.. probably worse. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used my Hot Topic gift card and bought this Paramore shirt: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://img.hottopic.com/is/image/HotTopic/973814_hi?$thumbnail_big$&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay, Decode! I'm glad they got more of the shirt in stock. It's just too bad that I had to charge that extra dollar on my credit card :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307434914298569065-3349189764552273094?l=ashleyndixon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/feeds/3349189764552273094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307434914298569065&amp;postID=3349189764552273094' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/3349189764552273094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/3349189764552273094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-think-i-finally-caught-up-on-my-sleep.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashley</name><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-1307434914298569065.post-8067795648327507216</id><published>2008-12-25T23:05:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T23:36:43.809-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so, after all of my moaning and groaning and reluctance about Christmas...... it turned out to be pretty good :] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't have any scissors to cut my wrapping paper with, so I decided to put everyone's gifts into old purses. I thought it was clever, haha, and everyone seemed to agree w/me... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very lucky. mmmhmmm. Now I'm eating Nutter Butters and thinking. I don't have to work until ten tomorrow! I'm so freaking happy that our hours are back to normal.......... It's fantastic. I must say. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and on that note....... MERRRYYY CHRISTMASSSSSS Y'ALL :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307434914298569065-8067795648327507216?l=ashleyndixon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/feeds/8067795648327507216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307434914298569065&amp;postID=8067795648327507216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/8067795648327507216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/8067795648327507216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/2008/12/so-after-all-of-my-moaning-and-groaning.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashley</name><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-1307434914298569065.post-7675932768295697418</id><published>2008-12-24T18:32:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T18:59:46.549-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WELL. I have gifts for everyone that I will be attending Christmas with tomorrow.. except Grammie and Bapa.. Amber said I can split her gift to Grammie with her.. so that just leaves Bapa.. &lt;br /&gt;I don't feel like I got anyone anything good enough, lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and on THAT note... my feet/legs are tired/hurt and I'm very excited to sleep past 8 am for once this week. Merry Christmas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307434914298569065-7675932768295697418?l=ashleyndixon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/feeds/7675932768295697418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307434914298569065&amp;postID=7675932768295697418' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/7675932768295697418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307434914298569065/posts/default/7675932768295697418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyndixon.blogspot.com/2008/12/well_24.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
