<?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-17125367</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:32:47.332-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Really, I Don't Know</title><subtitle type='html'>Just a site for...well...just look at the title!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reallyidonotknow.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17125367/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reallyidonotknow.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11171645254631009588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/60/8076/320/DSC00065.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17125367.post-114523007373574845</id><published>2006-04-16T18:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T18:27:53.750-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Know, I know........but I'm Back!!!! Lucky You!!!!</title><content type='html'>Well it has been like 3 months since I last blogged. I have no excuses, I just am lazy. So here is a quick update:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;married life is quite grand.&lt;br /&gt;dogs are doing just fine (we have 2 - Brittany and Black Lab, Kate and Jessie).&lt;br /&gt;work is going very well, I really like it.&lt;br /&gt;the house has undergone some major rejuvenating projects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that is just about it. I am going to try to post pictures of everybody up here as soon as possible. We shall see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to try to post some wedding pictures on here. It may take me a while but I will do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quick story:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kate, the dog, has managed to go to the emergency vet 2 times in one week. The first time she ate some female products out of the trash and had to be given medicine to make her throw-up. The second time we found a stick lodged sideways across the roof of her mouth. It had been there a few days and made an indention in the roof of her mouth. She has been quite the expensive dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise to try to write more often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17125367-114523007373574845?l=reallyidonotknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reallyidonotknow.blogspot.com/feeds/114523007373574845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17125367&amp;postID=114523007373574845&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17125367/posts/default/114523007373574845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17125367/posts/default/114523007373574845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reallyidonotknow.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-know-i-knowbut-im-back-lucky-you.html' title='I Know, I know........but I&apos;m Back!!!! Lucky You!!!!'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11171645254631009588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/60/8076/320/DSC00065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17125367.post-113754360567228044</id><published>2006-01-17T17:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T18:20:05.730-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Marital bliss</title><content type='html'>Married at last! Married at last! Married at last!&lt;br /&gt;The wedding was fabulous and the honeymoon was great. The island was not that great, but the honeymoon was great. We had a great time just kind of relaxing, but we are glad to be back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the synopsis of the wedding and honeymoon. It is just easier this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wedding:&lt;br /&gt;We were outside in a beautifully decorated backyard of my new inlaws. The bride was beyond what words could describe. The bride made the dress look beautiful. She was just amazing. It brought tears to my eyes just seeing such a beautiful woman who I got the privledge of marrying. They had hung beautiful lights on the trees and oriental rugs for an isle. It was just wonderful. We were driven off to the reception in a Rolls. At the reception we had a band with lots of dancing and great food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reception:&lt;br /&gt;We arrived and were taken to a private room and got food brought to us. Otherwise there would have been no time to eat. We danced the first dance to "It had to be you" by Harry Conick Jr. We had a great time. It is definitely clear that receptions are not for the bride and groom. We talked to all 250 people that were there. It was definitely great to see all of our friends and family. We both just wish that we could have spent more time with our friends. We did have a great time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be posting pictures at a later time, when we get them. I have to go do laundry. I will talk to everybody later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17125367-113754360567228044?l=reallyidonotknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reallyidonotknow.blogspot.com/feeds/113754360567228044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17125367&amp;postID=113754360567228044&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17125367/posts/default/113754360567228044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17125367/posts/default/113754360567228044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reallyidonotknow.blogspot.com/2006/01/marital-bliss.html' title='Marital bliss'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11171645254631009588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/60/8076/320/DSC00065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17125367.post-113635805750429977</id><published>2006-01-04T00:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T01:00:57.520-06:00</updated><title type='text'>AHHHHHHH!!!! THE STRESS!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Seriously, I think that I could scream. The wedding is mere days, hours away. You can acutally count the hours at this point. It is that close. There is still so much to do and NO time to do any of it in. It is really just almost to much (I said almost). Jenn and I really had our first fight and we both grew as individuals from it and grew much closer because of it. We love each other dearly and just cannot imagine life without one another. I was physically ill because of all that was going on, but we are wonderful again. I love her so much. Ok enough with the sappy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to TGI Fridays the last night and it was by far the most bizarre experience of my life. It was like we were in the third dimension. The guy that sat us was straight from Zoolander, the movie. He walked just like the character. It was truly bizarre. I will share more later. I have got to get some sleep. I have to be up early in the moring. I hope every one is doing well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later folks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17125367-113635805750429977?l=reallyidonotknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reallyidonotknow.blogspot.com/feeds/113635805750429977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17125367&amp;postID=113635805750429977&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17125367/posts/default/113635805750429977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17125367/posts/default/113635805750429977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reallyidonotknow.blogspot.com/2006/01/ahhhhhhh-stress.html' title='AHHHHHHH!!!! THE STRESS!!!!!'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11171645254631009588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/60/8076/320/DSC00065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17125367.post-113220724879453767</id><published>2005-11-17T00:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T00:00:48.816-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Blah....Blah....Blah</title><content type='html'>I really think that if the end of the semester does not kill me then the sheer insanity of it will drive me to the funny farm, nut house, hotel with padded walls. I will need not just one doctor, but a whole team of them. I might even make be so bad off that I become a study case for a university. I know that I can make it. I have to. I can't be carted off in a white jacket. It is against the rules to wear white after Labor Day. I might be crazy, but I will look good doing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two more days and I have a break. I get to have off a whole week. I will sleep. That is my plan. SLEEP!!! I might even be productive and bath myself. Who knows what will happen. I am excited though. The semester will be over and I get a break from school. I do love the Christmas season. I love the music, decorations, presents (giving mainly, it is exciting), and just pretty much all of it. The overly crowded malls, crazed shoppers, I really love it all. I can't wait to go and get a tree, decorate it, and just have the wonderful smell of Christmas in the house. Ahh tis the season...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wedding plans are coming along just wonderfully. The invitations are going out this week. I have done what I need to do with them as far as providing addresses and such so at least my part is finished (almost, just a few minor things left). The lighting of the trees was discussed today. I missed the whole thing, but I hear that it will be beautiful. I don't doubt it. My mother-in-law (I hate saying and writing &lt;em&gt;future &lt;/em&gt;it just takes entirely too much explanation and time) has great taste and is just a wonderful planner. The honeymoon is officially planned. We are leaving on Sunday after the wedding (we get married on Friday) for (drum roll) St. Lucia!!! (imagine streamers). I am super excited!!! I love the beach and anything that has to do with the beach. It will be just fabulous. All I have to say is YEAH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In an effort to make my life and organization better I have started a new way to keep up with my day to day to-do list. Jennifer had the idea, and it has been great so far and for see it being great in the future. I have been carrying around a little pad of paper in my pocket that I write EVERYTHING on. It has really been helpful. There is one thing....I feel like a freaking cop. It is like I am about to write a ticket every blessed time I take the thing out of my pocket. Should I have been in a Police Academy movie? Cadet Can't-Remember-a-freaking-thing!!! I know I suck at remembering things. I know this is helpful. It is really working, but I still can't help feel a little weird. Hey if it works, then I am not one to stop a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have rambled forever now. I have to do some school work. Later alligator.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17125367-113220724879453767?l=reallyidonotknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reallyidonotknow.blogspot.com/feeds/113220724879453767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17125367&amp;postID=113220724879453767&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17125367/posts/default/113220724879453767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17125367/posts/default/113220724879453767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reallyidonotknow.blogspot.com/2005/11/blahblahblah.html' title='Blah....Blah....Blah'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11171645254631009588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/60/8076/320/DSC00065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17125367.post-113211934311283454</id><published>2005-11-15T23:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T23:35:43.123-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Life and Such</title><content type='html'>It has been a pretty good week.  I had a good weekend. It was busy. Mom was in town and we stayed in Keller with her at Miss Janie's. Jennifer had her first wedding shower this weekend. She got some great gifts. I am excited about a few, namely the Home Depot gift certificates and the new cookware. We got all of one set of dishes and they are really great. I did loose my cell phone which only sucks because I lost all of my phone numbers. I could care less about my phone, but I do wish that I could have my phone numbers. I did get a new phone today so at least I am not completely seperated from the rest of the world. I have felt pretty much naked without having my technological connection to the rest of the universe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a general stressful week. I have a wonderful week off next week for Thanksgiving. I am excited and desperatly need a break. There are many things that need to be accomplished for the end of the semester, but everything will be just great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will have to type more later. I have to go and read and do work. I have much more to say and apologize for not updating sooner. Later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17125367-113211934311283454?l=reallyidonotknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reallyidonotknow.blogspot.com/feeds/113211934311283454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17125367&amp;postID=113211934311283454&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17125367/posts/default/113211934311283454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17125367/posts/default/113211934311283454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reallyidonotknow.blogspot.com/2005/11/life-and-such.html' title='Life and Such'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11171645254631009588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/60/8076/320/DSC00065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17125367.post-112952028060889212</id><published>2005-10-16T22:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T22:38:00.610-05:00</updated><title type='text'>In Memory of My Beloved Cat and Member of the Family</title><content type='html'>Dusty, my cat died this weekend. He was very ill and had to be put down. He was 15/16 years old. He was the sweetest cat in the world. He was my cat, and I got to pick him out at the pound. He was a stray found on the side of the road with his siblings. I remember it like it was yesterday. I got to name him and care for him. He was only 6 weeks old when we got him and was just a little gray fur ball. Since he was gray, I named him dusty. He was always there for me when I needed him and always wanted to just be with you. He didn't like being outside. He was definitely the fat and lazy cat weighing in at a whopping 20 pounds at his heaviest. He was just a wonderful friend and companion. He was truly a member of the family. Even when I came home on the weekends from school, he still would come to see me in my room. This is really hard for me to write, so I will continue it at another time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In loving memory of Dusty&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17125367-112952028060889212?l=reallyidonotknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reallyidonotknow.blogspot.com/feeds/112952028060889212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17125367&amp;postID=112952028060889212&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17125367/posts/default/112952028060889212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17125367/posts/default/112952028060889212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reallyidonotknow.blogspot.com/2005/10/in-memory-of-my-beloved-cat-and-member.html' title='In Memory of My Beloved Cat and Member of the Family'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11171645254631009588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/60/8076/320/DSC00065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17125367.post-112951984776078558</id><published>2005-10-16T22:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T22:30:48.810-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The weekend and last week</title><content type='html'>I have to say that I had the most fabulous birthday week I have had in a long time. It was really great. I am all about celebrating for a whole week. More people should try it. I had a great last weekend and a great week and a great this weekend. My mom usually comes to see me for my birthday, but it didn't work out, but I know that I will see her in a month or so for a wedding shower of Jenn's that she will be going to. I got to hang out with great friends, have some great fun, and just generally great presents. I got the coolest thing (or at least I am excited about it) present from Jenn. She gave me cooking lessons. Yes, I know how to cook, but they are for both of us. We can choose the class we want (Italian, deserts, etc.) and just go. I really like the fun couples stuff. I am excited to say the least (and no I do not write this so she can read it, I have already told her how great the present is). I also got other various gifts, but they are not worth mentioning in comparison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the TCU vs. Army game this weekend and had lots of fun. We hung out with some of her friends, which are rapidly becoming my friends (our friends). They are such great and fun people. We worked on wedding things and just hung out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, funny story...We went bowling with some of the people I know from Seminary and had a blast. One of the people with us (Doug Hayes, for those who know him) was bowling. They have a thing on the screen to tell you how fast the ball is going, so naturally we were trying to beat land speed records with a bowling ball. He was bowling and the ball (14 pounder) went into the gutter and proceeded to bounce out, not into his lane, but all the way across his and into the one next to his in the air. Like at least 2 feet off the ground. It was by far the funniest thing I have seen in a while. It was just great. I of course never got above 50 (I do suck at bowling) and Jennifer beat me both games. I don't care one bit. She is great and frankly I just suck. So there to all that macho men always bet women stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well needless to say, I have had a great week and just a wonderful time. Got to do some real school work now. Later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alex&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17125367-112951984776078558?l=reallyidonotknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reallyidonotknow.blogspot.com/feeds/112951984776078558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17125367&amp;postID=112951984776078558&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17125367/posts/default/112951984776078558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17125367/posts/default/112951984776078558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reallyidonotknow.blogspot.com/2005/10/weekend-and-last-week.html' title='The weekend and last week'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11171645254631009588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/60/8076/320/DSC00065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17125367.post-112866379710586993</id><published>2005-10-07T00:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T00:46:11.066-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Odes of an Old Man</title><content type='html'>Jenn has planned a wonderful evening tomorrow night to celebrate my birthday. I am totally excited. It is going to be fun and great!!! My birthday is not until next Wednesday (the 12th), but mid-week celebration is just really hard, so Friday is the day. I am going to be 25, a QUARTER OF A FREAKING CENTURY!!!!!! Freaking old!!!! That is what this is. I am rapidly, rapidly creeping up on 30!!! Just seeing that number after I wrote it is just terrifying. 30!!! Those two numbers squished together just invokes thoughts of kids, soccer games, school plays, and everything else that goes along with it. I am excited about all of those things, but I like being in college, not the work, just the stage of life. Saying that I am twenty______ is really nice. It's not old, it's fun. I want to be part of the valley of the twenty-somethings (sex in the city fans will understand). It exudes excitement, late nights, irresponsibility, and just sheer craziness, that twenty-somethings can get away with that "adults" can not under any circumstances get away with. Can "adults" get away with hunting squirrel, water balloon launchers that shoot 400 feet, skipping work and class for the beach and just cause, staying up until 3 am doing absolutely nothing or just something, or anything else that is just insane? It is the end of an era, or is it? Older people say it is not how old you are it is how old you feel. I tend to disagree, because of the things that I listed before. Age a frame of mind. Well, I intend to find out. Adult or twenty something? I still have a few more years left in me I think. We shall see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17125367-112866379710586993?l=reallyidonotknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reallyidonotknow.blogspot.com/feeds/112866379710586993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17125367&amp;postID=112866379710586993&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17125367/posts/default/112866379710586993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17125367/posts/default/112866379710586993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reallyidonotknow.blogspot.com/2005/10/odes-of-old-man.html' title='Odes of an Old Man'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11171645254631009588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/60/8076/320/DSC00065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17125367.post-112831113438000214</id><published>2005-10-02T22:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T22:45:34.386-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeee Haw....What a Weekend!!!</title><content type='html'>I had quite the fabulous weekend. I got to spend all of it with Jennifer, so that made everything just grand. We had to do some responsible things on Friday night, but we did get to go to the TCU vs. New Mexico game on Saturday night. We hung out with a lot of her friends, which I am now friends with and just had a blast. It was great to kick back and just have some fun. I think TCU won 49-28, but we never made it into the game. Just meet up with people and did the tail-gate thing. We had quite the scare with the Oklahoma blast at the OU vs. Kansas game because we knew a few people there, but everything was ok. Jenn or anyone could not get a hold of one of her friends and mine for about 30-45 minutes. It was quite the bad hour. Anyway, everything is ok though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did register for wedding presents at Pottery Barn this weekend. If you want to view any of it, just got to &lt;a href="http://www.potterybarn.com"&gt;Http://www.potterybarn.com&lt;/a&gt; and go to the bottom of the page and you can click on a link to search for registrants, by mine or Jenn's name, the state (Texas) and the date of the event (January 2006). It is nice stuff. I do have to say that I really do like that place. They have great stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really going through the I hate school phase right now. It is no good, since this is when everything comes due. I just have the I want to quite and work all the time feeling. It is really hard sometimes. I just want to get married now, move in now with Jenn, and be done with school now. I guess God is trying to teach me some patience, stick-to-it-ness, or something. I have not recently prayed for anything remotely like that, but He knows what is good for me. I know I sure haven't a clue most of the time. Well, I am using this blogging as an excuse to not do homework, so I must get back to it. Got to persevere (or at least not fail out).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later peeps!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17125367-112831113438000214?l=reallyidonotknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reallyidonotknow.blogspot.com/feeds/112831113438000214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17125367&amp;postID=112831113438000214&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17125367/posts/default/112831113438000214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17125367/posts/default/112831113438000214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reallyidonotknow.blogspot.com/2005/10/yeee-hawwhat-weekend.html' title='Yeee Haw....What a Weekend!!!'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11171645254631009588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/60/8076/320/DSC00065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17125367.post-112796547976700495</id><published>2005-09-28T22:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T22:47:27.560-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blah, Blah, Blah, Blah - Wedding, My Day, School, etc.</title><content type='html'>Day went pretty good. I was glad to finally see Jennifer after a couple of days of reclusing (don't know if this is a word, but I am using my poetic license (I remember stuff from English!!!!)) my self to accomplish some school work. I hate being held up at home and in my room to do school stuff. It is really difficult to not be social. The dog, Kate, got a bath today and got a bandana that fit her well. If I have not mentioned Kate or people that read this don't know about her, she is a Brittany. &lt;a href="http://www.akc.org/breeds/brittany/index.cfm"&gt;http://www.akc.org/breeds/brittany/index.cfm&lt;/a&gt; She is 7 months old and a precious dog. She is definitly way too smart for her own good and the owners as well. She is really great though. Anyway, my day went well overall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wedding planning is going along just fine. Just busy as ever. I need not pretend. The real reason I brought it up was so I could post this picture (see below). It made me laugh. This WILL NOT be at our wedding, but just thought that it was really funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School went well today. My spiritual formation class requires that we meet with an accountability partner once a week. Which I thought might be a good time to meet somebody new and possibly make a new friend. Well, I still might, but I am paired with a Korean student. He speaks little to no English, which makes the meeting part that more difficult. It will be quite interesting to say the least. We shall see. If nothing else the meetings will definitly be very short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must finish some things for tommrow and GO TO BED!!!!!!! I am throughly exhausted. Peace out homey!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17125367-112796547976700495?l=reallyidonotknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reallyidonotknow.blogspot.com/feeds/112796547976700495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17125367&amp;postID=112796547976700495&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17125367/posts/default/112796547976700495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17125367/posts/default/112796547976700495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reallyidonotknow.blogspot.com/2005/09/blah-blah-blah-blah-wedding-my-day.html' title='Blah, Blah, Blah, Blah - Wedding, My Day, School, etc.'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11171645254631009588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/60/8076/320/DSC00065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17125367.post-112796561658908197</id><published>2005-09-28T22:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T22:46:56.593-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/60/8076/320/wedding%20food.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/60/8076/200/wedding%20food.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a great reception platter. What do yall think?&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17125367-112796561658908197?l=reallyidonotknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reallyidonotknow.blogspot.com/feeds/112796561658908197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17125367&amp;postID=112796561658908197&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17125367/posts/default/112796561658908197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17125367/posts/default/112796561658908197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reallyidonotknow.blogspot.com/2005/09/what-great-reception-platter.html' title=''/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11171645254631009588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/60/8076/320/DSC00065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17125367.post-112788320946005657</id><published>2005-09-27T23:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T23:54:31.340-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Post-It Note Heaven</title><content type='html'>Only those who love Post-It notes are going to love this. I was on a break from studying and found that they (Post-It note people, 3M) actually make a software that will create post it notes for you computer!!!!! I just thought that it was the coolest thing ever. There are alarms, different colors, you can add pictures. They are totally rad dude! Here is the link to there website: &lt;a href="http://www.3m.com/market/office/postit/com_prod/psnotes//"&gt;http://www.3m.com/market/office/postit/com_prod/psnotes//&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scroll down to the bottom. There is a free version of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it is sooo cool!!! This really made my night. Later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17125367-112788320946005657?l=reallyidonotknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reallyidonotknow.blogspot.com/feeds/112788320946005657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17125367&amp;postID=112788320946005657&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17125367/posts/default/112788320946005657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17125367/posts/default/112788320946005657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reallyidonotknow.blogspot.com/2005/09/post-it-note-heaven.html' title='Post-It Note Heaven'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11171645254631009588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/60/8076/320/DSC00065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17125367.post-112787730018051456</id><published>2005-09-27T22:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T22:19:25.923-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Survival of the (Sorta) Fittest</title><content type='html'>I SURVIVED!!! (sorta) I stayed up till 5 am and then got up at 7:30 to go to class. I finished my paper and was already to turn it in today when my professor graciously announced that he would give us 2 more days to "perfect it." AAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!! Had I not been just exhausted I might have had the brain capacity to scream or something that would signal my complete and utter frustration. Well, it is finished and it is completed. No more worries about it. Just to move on to the next one. Grad school at its finest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall today was good. My fiance got a (sorta) job offer. Very unofficial, from what I could make of the situation, but, nonetheless, I am extremely proud of her!!! She is just so amazing and wonderful. Just the fact that they thought of her first just makes me glow!!! She is really great! I really could go on and on, but I think I may turn into that sappy guy that people are just nauseous over. I really don't want to be what someone is thinking about when they get that little throw-up taste in their mouth. You know. BUT I DON"T CARE!!! I LOVE HER!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I must continue the eternal work of school and write some more and read some more for tomorrow. Peace and Love to you all!! :)~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17125367-112787730018051456?l=reallyidonotknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reallyidonotknow.blogspot.com/feeds/112787730018051456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17125367&amp;postID=112787730018051456&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17125367/posts/default/112787730018051456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17125367/posts/default/112787730018051456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reallyidonotknow.blogspot.com/2005/09/survival-of-sorta-fittest.html' title='Survival of the (Sorta) Fittest'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11171645254631009588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/60/8076/320/DSC00065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17125367.post-112779587774653269</id><published>2005-09-26T23:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T23:37:57.750-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Insane in the Membrane (no idea what the song was about, but it works here)</title><content type='html'>This week is filled with just pure insanity. I am so incredibly busy. I have decided and made the executive decision to not go to sleep tonight, but rather stay up all night and try to complete this paper which I convently forgot about that is due tommrow. Yeah for me and my forgetfulness. You would think that I would have some better luck with such great tools to help people stay organized like a day planner, folders, calenders, electronic calendars, and various other things. I have discovered today that when you forget to look at any of them and forget where they are they are useless! Utterly useless!!! Got to love modern society. Must finish my paper now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace dude!!! :)~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17125367-112779587774653269?l=reallyidonotknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reallyidonotknow.blogspot.com/feeds/112779587774653269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17125367&amp;postID=112779587774653269&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17125367/posts/default/112779587774653269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17125367/posts/default/112779587774653269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reallyidonotknow.blogspot.com/2005/09/insane-in-membrane-no-idea-what-song.html' title='Insane in the Membrane (no idea what the song was about, but it works here)'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11171645254631009588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/60/8076/320/DSC00065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17125367.post-112770629048913356</id><published>2005-09-25T22:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T17:37:04.583-05:00</updated><title type='text'>In the beginning.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ok, well, this is my first blog. I am supposed to be doing some kind of homework, which i started, but thought it might be fun to try a blog. exciting huh? I write this as an outlet for the frustration that I feel people have for me in my life. Does that make any sense? Sorry if it doesn't, try to figure it out, I am not always the best with the English language. Ok, back to what I was talking about. This is really just about nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I am getting married in January and am thrilled. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I really DO know what I am doing with that, but not with the planning. I really can't keep up from day to day. It is quite interesting. I really don't know why I have this blog, but maybe it will come to be something of some significance. We shall see. If you have anything you want to say, feel free. Within some limits of good taste. But not too much taste, then it is no fun. :)~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well just to bring those up to speed that don't know anything about me...her name is Jennifer. She is wonderfully awesome (don't know if I can say that but I am, and it fits). I love her deeply. We are getting married in January outside (crazy I know). I work at NUCO (National Utilities, Co.). They make airplane parts and I do really like my job. I just started 2 weeks ago, but I really do like it. Ok, I really have to go and get laundry. Peace Out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17125367-112770629048913356?l=reallyidonotknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reallyidonotknow.blogspot.com/feeds/112770629048913356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17125367&amp;postID=112770629048913356&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17125367/posts/default/112770629048913356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17125367/posts/default/112770629048913356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reallyidonotknow.blogspot.com/2005/09/in-beginning.html' title='In the beginning.....'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11171645254631009588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/60/8076/320/DSC00065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
