<?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-6873487008295199253</id><updated>2012-02-16T16:49:21.934-08:00</updated><category term='summer'/><category term='ice-cream'/><category term='camp'/><title type='text'>life according to me</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaccordingtojess.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873487008295199253/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaccordingtojess.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>wendling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15631832138208220449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6873487008295199253.post-7371348642382310670</id><published>2007-07-20T20:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T08:39:19.870-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camp'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'>oh camp........</title><content type='html'>So the end of the summer is here. Another great season with &lt;a href="http://www.adventurecenter.org/Camp/"&gt;Adventure Camp&lt;/a&gt;. These are some quotes from kids and other crew leaders. Yea for camp and I can not wait for next summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;camper: oh i don't need to wash my hands, i just wiped them on that kid's back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;camper: man, i would pay anything to see that lady go down the slide. (talking about a VERY large women standing in line at the water park)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;val: basically i do yoga in the streets of D.C.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"did you just make that dirty?" (we could make anything dirty, including getting sick)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;camper: that's why i don't cut my hair, because lice and ticks don't like dirty long hair like mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeannie: Can we just duck tape a piece of mulch to it, look here's a really flat piece (talking about what to use to replace on bike peddle for one of our mountain bikes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeannie: do we have any one legged campers this week? (again talking about the mountain bike with one peddle)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: this is like magic for my eyes (the fire at Blue Jacket)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: i am just an eye sore today (wearing my lovely matching clothes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: i am just a failure at life&lt;br /&gt;camper: yea you are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: geeze Bo what took you so long?&lt;br /&gt;Bo: i was waiting for the line to be shorter, girrrl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;camper: Jess are you sure you can see? (when i got in to drive the van)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;camper: blood, that's crazy! (as she wipes it off all down her pants)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH Tuesday nights&lt;br /&gt;fat camp&lt;br /&gt;foil dinners and pie-iron pizza's&lt;br /&gt;Young's dairy&lt;br /&gt;rising of the sap&lt;br /&gt;clearwater&lt;br /&gt;arm pit wedgies&lt;br /&gt;TB&lt;br /&gt;some SC's after a CA&lt;br /&gt;phenomenal&lt;br /&gt;make it medieval&lt;br /&gt;water shows&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6873487008295199253-7371348642382310670?l=lifeaccordingtojess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaccordingtojess.blogspot.com/feeds/7371348642382310670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6873487008295199253&amp;postID=7371348642382310670' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873487008295199253/posts/default/7371348642382310670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873487008295199253/posts/default/7371348642382310670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaccordingtojess.blogspot.com/2007/07/oh-camp.html' title='oh camp........'/><author><name>wendling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15631832138208220449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6873487008295199253.post-4742749837098677914</id><published>2007-07-15T19:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T20:03:43.918-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weddings are VERY educational</title><content type='html'>So I learned a lot at my sisters wedding. Some very important life lessons.... hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. don't get your nails done when you need to pay attention, because they are very distracting and you won't be able to concentrate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nFNEJWyojlo/RprVnhodAKI/AAAAAAAAAAc/1_rTQP-3YL8/s1600-h/n5312840_33334792_6350.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nFNEJWyojlo/RprVnhodAKI/AAAAAAAAAAc/1_rTQP-3YL8/s320/n5312840_33334792_6350.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087613604088053922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. squatting makes every picture look better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nFNEJWyojlo/RprV5BodALI/AAAAAAAAAAk/iZXdUi1J0Jw/s1600-h/n5312840_33334831_7859.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nFNEJWyojlo/RprV5BodALI/AAAAAAAAAAk/iZXdUi1J0Jw/s320/n5312840_33334831_7859.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087613904735764658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. even i can look like a girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nFNEJWyojlo/RpwwuhodASI/AAAAAAAAABc/UimlfwP9M1s/s1600-h/n5312840_33334843_1450.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nFNEJWyojlo/RpwwuhodASI/AAAAAAAAABc/UimlfwP9M1s/s320/n5312840_33334843_1450.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087995254881976610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. the bride and groom can still "shake it" despite wearing a tux and a wedding dress&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nFNEJWyojlo/RpwvIxodAMI/AAAAAAAAAAs/T_k63nSbrPk/s1600-h/n5312840_33336238_1167.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nFNEJWyojlo/RpwvIxodAMI/AAAAAAAAAAs/T_k63nSbrPk/s320/n5312840_33336238_1167.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087993506830287042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I have a very large wendling side of the family, i forget that sometimes....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nFNEJWyojlo/RpwvcxodANI/AAAAAAAAAA0/OFNsshOEJ6E/s1600-h/n5312840_33336721_4135.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nFNEJWyojlo/RpwvcxodANI/AAAAAAAAAA0/OFNsshOEJ6E/s320/n5312840_33336721_4135.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087993850427670738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. if you are in the bridal party you can have as many drinks at once as you want to:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nFNEJWyojlo/RpwvwBodAOI/AAAAAAAAAA8/zU6jLa_6MUs/s1600-h/n5312840_33336730_6522.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nFNEJWyojlo/RpwvwBodAOI/AAAAAAAAAA8/zU6jLa_6MUs/s320/n5312840_33336730_6522.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087994181140152546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. even if you are not related by blood you can still be sisters... (dbss) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nFNEJWyojlo/RpwwZBodAPI/AAAAAAAAABE/ITxDgDeOYoc/s1600-h/n5312840_33334821_4808.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nFNEJWyojlo/RpwwZBodAPI/AAAAAAAAABE/ITxDgDeOYoc/s320/n5312840_33334821_4808.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087994885514789106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6873487008295199253-4742749837098677914?l=lifeaccordingtojess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaccordingtojess.blogspot.com/feeds/4742749837098677914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6873487008295199253&amp;postID=4742749837098677914' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873487008295199253/posts/default/4742749837098677914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873487008295199253/posts/default/4742749837098677914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaccordingtojess.blogspot.com/2007/07/weddings-are-very-educational.html' title='Weddings are VERY educational'/><author><name>wendling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15631832138208220449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_nFNEJWyojlo/RprVnhodAKI/AAAAAAAAAAc/1_rTQP-3YL8/s72-c/n5312840_33334792_6350.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6873487008295199253.post-1600855834742944793</id><published>2007-07-04T19:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T19:21:44.247-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ice-cream'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'>Klondike stop taking away our food!</title><content type='html'>So its July 4th and I just finished work - 6 hours in the sun (well sun and rain) and a sweaty tear down I just wanted to come home and eat dinner..... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I walk in the door no one is home to hand me food after my taxing day. Crap the dishes are not washed, (this means I have to wash them). Hmmmmm a salad, too much work to fix, chicken, nahhh that requires heating it up. I wonder if there is anything good in the freezer. A KLONDIKE BAR!!! perfect, I have not had one of those in years! I grabbed one and sat down to start eating. Its then that I realize there is something different. THEY MADE THE SMALLER! Klondike bars are now skinnier! WTF! I want all of my delicious Klondikey goodness. I demand a return of the ice-cream and chocolate that should be there. Go out today and get some Klondike bars you will notice the difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Klondike bar people I am not happy with you at this point in time, you ruined my dinner.... geeze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So not cool. Not cool at all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6873487008295199253-1600855834742944793?l=lifeaccordingtojess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaccordingtojess.blogspot.com/feeds/1600855834742944793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6873487008295199253&amp;postID=1600855834742944793' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873487008295199253/posts/default/1600855834742944793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873487008295199253/posts/default/1600855834742944793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaccordingtojess.blogspot.com/2007/07/klondike-stop-taking-away-our-food.html' title='Klondike stop taking away our food!'/><author><name>wendling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15631832138208220449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6873487008295199253.post-5999246531232840550</id><published>2007-06-27T22:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T22:07:23.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'>reasons why people should listen to me</title><content type='html'>1. because i am right, usually&lt;br /&gt;2. because i will speak up when i know i am right&lt;br /&gt;3. because i will call you out when i think your ego is too big&lt;br /&gt;4. because i listen to you, and its only nice to listen to me&lt;br /&gt;5. because i am short and i make up for it in having a loud voice, and it will get louder if you do not listen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know there are more, especially with camp coming up:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6873487008295199253-5999246531232840550?l=lifeaccordingtojess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaccordingtojess.blogspot.com/feeds/5999246531232840550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6873487008295199253&amp;postID=5999246531232840550' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873487008295199253/posts/default/5999246531232840550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873487008295199253/posts/default/5999246531232840550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaccordingtojess.blogspot.com/2007/06/reasons-why-people-should-listen-to-me.html' title='reasons why people should listen to me'/><author><name>wendling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15631832138208220449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6873487008295199253.post-7466821166679362206</id><published>2007-06-19T12:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T13:02:06.038-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ummmm</title><content type='html'>ok so ice-cream truck man it is raining and its in the 70's with no sun. I would not even consider wearing a tank top right now. However you decide that today, TODAY you will drive down my street. Where were you yesterday when it was in the mid 90's? I was dying, no air conditioning, no wind, and lots of sun do not mix well with out some nice cold ice-cream to cool me down. I will give you one more chance to not screw up. Please be smart next time- p.s. driving through the neighborhood today was a poor life choice........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6873487008295199253-7466821166679362206?l=lifeaccordingtojess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaccordingtojess.blogspot.com/feeds/7466821166679362206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6873487008295199253&amp;postID=7466821166679362206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873487008295199253/posts/default/7466821166679362206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873487008295199253/posts/default/7466821166679362206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaccordingtojess.blogspot.com/2007/06/ummmm.html' title='ummmm'/><author><name>wendling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15631832138208220449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6873487008295199253.post-5349513364069636649</id><published>2007-05-31T07:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T07:11:10.162-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ohio State</title><content type='html'>so being back home with everyone who loves Ohio state is lovely, except we are constantly going over what is going to happen this next season for football and basketball..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nFNEJWyojlo/Rl7WVeYnAbI/AAAAAAAAAAU/_4Y5tlx5VpQ/s1600-h/27273502.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070725894887637426" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nFNEJWyojlo/Rl7WVeYnAbI/AAAAAAAAAAU/_4Y5tlx5VpQ/s320/27273502.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Ohio State athletes (specifically football and basketball)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I go to &lt;a href="http://www.nmu.edu/"&gt;school&lt;/a&gt; in that state up north, yes i know if i were a true Ohio-an I would be going to OSU. I would be in the student section drunk and with my face painted and yelling non-stop at the players. Well I chose a place where we get blizzards in April, and I love it, even if we do not have the 'Shoe' up there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I have a favor to ask of you. I got way too much ridicule from all of my friends, my professors, my teammates (Les:D), my trainers, my coaches, etc. so i would really appreciate it if you did not embarrass me again. I would really like it if you would at win at least one national championships, or at least not loose in two major sports in the final game to the same team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you would, &lt;em&gt;please&lt;/em&gt; annihilate the gators this year, (I would like to be able to drink Gatorade again) I would be quite happy. Thank you for taking time to read this. Good luck with your season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jess&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6873487008295199253-5349513364069636649?l=lifeaccordingtojess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaccordingtojess.blogspot.com/feeds/5349513364069636649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6873487008295199253&amp;postID=5349513364069636649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873487008295199253/posts/default/5349513364069636649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873487008295199253/posts/default/5349513364069636649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaccordingtojess.blogspot.com/2007/05/so-being-back-home-with-everyone-who.html' title='Ohio State'/><author><name>wendling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15631832138208220449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nFNEJWyojlo/Rl7WVeYnAbI/AAAAAAAAAAU/_4Y5tlx5VpQ/s72-c/27273502.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6873487008295199253.post-6721370925494273512</id><published>2007-05-29T18:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T18:37:19.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MY MOM THREW AWAY MY CHOCOLATE!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; so not cool.............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6873487008295199253-6721370925494273512?l=lifeaccordingtojess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaccordingtojess.blogspot.com/feeds/6721370925494273512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6873487008295199253&amp;postID=6721370925494273512' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873487008295199253/posts/default/6721370925494273512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873487008295199253/posts/default/6721370925494273512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaccordingtojess.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-mom-threw-away-my-chocolate-so-not.html' title=''/><author><name>wendling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15631832138208220449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6873487008295199253.post-2706708937680806172</id><published>2007-05-27T19:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T20:04:05.948-07:00</updated><title type='text'>summer</title><content type='html'>so i thought summer was suppose to be relaxing.... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt; summer is suppose to be the time when everyone gets to take a break from school, a break from responsibilities, a break from life and just time to yourself.  to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;re-cope&lt;/span&gt; and prepare oneself for another nine months of hard work.  most people now have internships are working 40+ hours, and some are even taking classes on top of that.  This is all done just so they can build up a resume, or graduate earlier, well i say have fun travel the world, we're young.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would just like to say good luck to all those who their summer jobs keep them from having fun and for those of you who have summer jobs that allow you to have a blast good luck too:) (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;elee&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;kate&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6873487008295199253-2706708937680806172?l=lifeaccordingtojess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaccordingtojess.blogspot.com/feeds/2706708937680806172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6873487008295199253&amp;postID=2706708937680806172' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873487008295199253/posts/default/2706708937680806172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873487008295199253/posts/default/2706708937680806172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaccordingtojess.blogspot.com/2007/05/summer.html' title='summer'/><author><name>wendling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15631832138208220449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6873487008295199253.post-7497410086976532648</id><published>2007-05-22T17:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T17:52:48.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i might have a problem......</title><content type='html'>Dear chocolate,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you terribly much. This is the truth plain and simple. I love you so very much that it breaks my heart when I do not get to have you every day. There for do not judge me when I go to the store and buy one, or two, or four bars and then proceed to eat all of it within 48 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only reason this happens is because I was on chocolate deprivation for three days. That is too long. One day I can handle, two is hard, but three, three is just way too long. I can not concentrate, and all I see is chocolate. The cars have Reese's Peanubutter Cup for tires, the drivers are talking on their Hershey bar cell phones, etc. So tonight when I go grocery shopping and I fill the cart up with lots of fruit and vegetables, then go to get the same amount of &lt;a href="http://www.chocolatebar.com/"&gt;endanger specie bars &lt;/a&gt;as I did fruit, do not judge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see you tonight,&lt;br /&gt;Jess&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6873487008295199253-7497410086976532648?l=lifeaccordingtojess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaccordingtojess.blogspot.com/feeds/7497410086976532648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6873487008295199253&amp;postID=7497410086976532648' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873487008295199253/posts/default/7497410086976532648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873487008295199253/posts/default/7497410086976532648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaccordingtojess.blogspot.com/2007/05/dear-chocolate-i-love-you-terribly-much.html' title='i might have a problem......'/><author><name>wendling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15631832138208220449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6873487008295199253.post-8728560213612364366</id><published>2007-05-22T17:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T17:53:18.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'>this is for bridget</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nFNEJWyojlo/RlOH9OYnAaI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HrikViVQIag/s1600-h/P5050160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067543491625025954" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nFNEJWyojlo/RlOH9OYnAaI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HrikViVQIag/s320/P5050160.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;as Bridget listens to her British inner monologue I started to realize that my inner monologue is shouting to be heard..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have never read one of Bridget's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.idioteradication.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;postings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;, you really should, they really are good and quite amusing, and one of the best procrastination tools that I use. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;So Bridget, thank you so much for inspiring me to start this, and for helping me procrastinate, especially when it came time to study for Mowafy's tests:) I truly enjoy reading your blog, and I only hope that as many people will read mine and enjoy them too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6873487008295199253-8728560213612364366?l=lifeaccordingtojess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaccordingtojess.blogspot.com/feeds/8728560213612364366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6873487008295199253&amp;postID=8728560213612364366' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873487008295199253/posts/default/8728560213612364366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873487008295199253/posts/default/8728560213612364366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaccordingtojess.blogspot.com/2007/05/as-bridget-listens-to-her-british-inner.html' title='this is for bridget'/><author><name>wendling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15631832138208220449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nFNEJWyojlo/RlOH9OYnAaI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HrikViVQIag/s72-c/P5050160.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
