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  <title>Stab Me in the Eye</title>
  <subtitle>Purple Rain</subtitle>
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    <name>Purple Rain</name>
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  <updated>2003-10-31T00:10:35Z</updated>
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    <title>Fun stuff for today...</title>
    <published>2003-10-31T00:10:35Z</published>
    <updated>2003-10-31T00:10:35Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Heaven Is a Place on Earth by Belinda Carlisle</lj:music>
    <content type="html">OK, I find this to be hysterical:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW TO SPEAK ABOUT WOMEN AND BE POLITICALLY CORRECT: &lt;br /&gt;(new 2003 version)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. She is not a BABE or a CHICK - She is a BREASTED AMERICAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. She is not a SCREAMER or MOANER - She is VOCALLY &lt;br /&gt;APPRECIATIVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. She is not EASY - She is HORIZONTALLY ACCESSIBLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. She is not DUMB -She is a DETOUR OFF THE INFORMATION &lt;br /&gt;SUPERHIGHWAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. She has not BEEN AROUND - She is a PREVIOUSLY ENJOYED &lt;br /&gt;COMPANION.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. She is not an AIRHEAD - She is REALITY IMPAIRED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. She does not get DRUNK or TIPSY - She gets CHEMICALLY &lt;br /&gt;INCONVENIENCED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. She does not have BREAST IMPLANTS - She is MEDICALLY &lt;br /&gt;ENHANCED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. She does not NAG YOU - She becomes VERBALLY REPETITIVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. She is not a SLUT - She is SEXUALLY EXTROVERTED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. She does not have MAJOR LEAGUE HOOTERS -She is PECTORALLY &lt;br /&gt;SUPERIOR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. She is not a TWO-BIT WHORE - She is a LOW COST PROVIDER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW TO SPEAK ABOUT MEN AND BE POLITICALLY CORRECT:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. He does not have a BEER GUT - He has developed a LIQUID &lt;br /&gt;GRAIN STORAGE FACILITY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. He is not a BAD DANCER - He is OVERLY CAUCASIAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. He does not GET LOST ALL THE TIME - He INVESTIGATES &lt;br /&gt;ALTERNATIVE DESTINATIONS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. He is not BALDING - He is in FOLLICLE REGRESSION.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. He is not a CRADLE ROBBER - He prefers GENERATIONALLY&lt;br /&gt;DIFFERENTIAL RELATIONSHIPS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. He does not get FALLING-DOWN DRUNK - He becomes &lt;br /&gt;ACCIDENTALLY HORIZONTAL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. He does not act like a TOTAL ASS - He develops a case of &lt;br /&gt;RECTAL-CRANIAL INVERSION.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. He is not a MALE CHAUVINIST PIG - He has SWINE EMPATHY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. He is not afraid of COMMITMENT - He is MONOGAMOUSLY &lt;br /&gt;CHALLENGED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. He is not HORNY - He is SEXUALLY FOCUSED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's misheard song lyric:&lt;br /&gt;Song: "Animal"&lt;br /&gt;Artist: "Pearl Jam"&lt;br /&gt;Wrong Lyric: "I'd rather be with an enema."&lt;br /&gt;Right Lyric: "I'd rather be with an animal."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know this song either...Oh, well....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, I need to get out of this office before I lose my mind...</content>
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    <title>Fun stuff....</title>
    <published>2003-10-30T01:52:58Z</published>
    <updated>2003-10-30T01:52:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;table border="0" style="border: 1px black solid; width: 90%"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.corknut.org/toys/trickortreat/"&gt;My LiveJournal Trick-or-Treat Haul&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom: 1px black dotted"&gt;hardy_girl goes trick-or-treating, dressed up as A Princess.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom: 1px orange solid"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/aczsweetdesire/"&gt;aczsweetdesire&lt;/a&gt; gives you 13 yellow watermelon-flavoured miniature candy bars.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom: 1px orange solid"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/bluemoonchild/"&gt;bluemoonchild&lt;/a&gt; gives you 18 light blue tropical-flavoured jelly beans.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom: 1px orange solid"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/converse654/"&gt;converse654&lt;/a&gt; gives you 14 tan coconut-flavoured pieces of chewing gum.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom: 1px orange solid"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/kitapita/"&gt;kitapita&lt;/a&gt; tricks you! You get a dead frog.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom: 1px orange solid"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/nick_carter/"&gt;nick_carter&lt;/a&gt; gives you 10 light yellow blueberry-flavoured jelly beans.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom: 1px orange solid"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/nicksmuffingirl/"&gt;nicksmuffingirl&lt;/a&gt; gives you 15 dark blue coffee-flavoured gummy bats.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom: 1px orange solid"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/pambrosia/"&gt;pambrosia&lt;/a&gt; gives you 9 purple grape-flavoured pieces of chewing gum.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom: 1px orange solid"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/pinkoceantides/"&gt;pinkoceantides&lt;/a&gt; tricks you! You get a broken balloon.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom: 1px orange solid"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/samstreet/"&gt;samstreet&lt;/a&gt; tricks you! You lose 25 pieces of candy!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom: 1px orange solid"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/stufflikethat/"&gt;stufflikethat&lt;/a&gt; gives you 7 red-orange passionfruit-flavoured pieces of chewing gum.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom: 1px black dotted"&gt;hardy_girl ends up with 61 pieces of candy, a dead frog, and a broken balloon.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;form action="http://www.corknut.org/toys/trickortreat/index.cgi" method="post"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center"&gt;Go trick-or-treating! Username: &lt;input type="text" name="username" size="10"&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Let&amp;#39;s Go!"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: xx-small; text-align: center"&gt;Another fun meme brought to you by &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/rfreebern/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;rfreebern&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:hardy_girl:4441</id>
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    <title>Fun stuff....</title>
    <published>2003-10-29T19:29:32Z</published>
    <updated>2003-10-29T19:29:32Z</updated>
    <lj:music>OPP by Naughty by Nature</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Just in case anyone is interested, my friend Richard informed me of the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The effects from the huge-ass solar flare (that's the technical term for it) will reach us today, and other than the possible interruptions in communications, the positive effects will be awesome Northern Lights (aka Aurora Borealis), which should be visible to the entire US!!!!!  Of course, you'll be able to see them by looking North!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I have a very amusing "Page-a-Day" calendar of misheard song lyrics so I've decided that from now on I will post the lyric of the day.  I just hope that I can find a new one for 2004!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song: "Neon Moon"&lt;br /&gt;Artist: Brooks and Dunn&lt;br /&gt;Wrong Lyric: "This hurt and sodomy ain't never gonna end."&lt;br /&gt;Right Lyric: "This hurt inside of me ain't never gonna end."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I knew this song, but I don't so you be the judge...</content>
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    <title>Sounds about right...</title>
    <published>2003-10-29T06:20:45Z</published>
    <updated>2003-10-29T06:20:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;table style="border: 1px black solid;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th colspan="2" style="background-color: #ffdd00"&gt;hardy_girl's Flesch-Kincaid Grade Level: &lt;span style="background-color: #ffff00; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; border: 1px black solid"&gt;8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="background-color: #eeeeee"&gt;Average number of words per sentence:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color: #eeeeee"&gt;20.51&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Average number of syllables per word:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;1.31&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="background-color: #eeeeee"&gt;Total words in sample:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color: #eeeeee"&gt;3774&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;form action="http://mavra.perilith.com/~rfreebern/gradelevel/" method="post"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;Analyze your journal! Username: &lt;input type="text" name="username"&gt; &lt;input type="submit" value="Analyze"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="font-size: x-small; text-align: center; background-color: #eeeeee"&gt;Another fun meme brought to you by &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/rfreebern/"&gt;rfreebern&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <title>Here's what I wanna know...</title>
    <published>2003-10-28T04:26:21Z</published>
    <updated>2003-10-28T04:26:21Z</updated>
    <lj:music>no tunes...just Punk'd...</lj:music>
    <content type="html">OK, here are a few questions that I would like answers to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. When Nick says that he's going to London "next week" does he mean "next week" like a week from now, or does he mean "next week" like after the Deerfield races because, really, I'm going to open up a can of whoopass on him if he ain't in Deerfield....grrrr.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Does it seem wrong to anyone else that Aaron was on Cribs, but Nick has never been on it?  Personally, I think they should have done a dual Cribs so that we could've seen the inside of Nick's house, too...but, hey, that's just me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Is there any need for Aaron to have four cars?  Does he even have his driver's license?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Did anyone else notice that when Aaron was showing the recording studio at the house, he said that he recorded "Aaron's Party" there, yet they didn't live there yet when that album was recorded?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Why does any of this even matter to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, that's all for now...</content>
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    <title>Life just got good...</title>
    <published>2003-10-24T19:51:10Z</published>
    <updated>2003-10-24T19:51:10Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Whatever's on the radio in my happy little cubicle!!</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So I found out earlier this week that my company bought another company that will be integrated into my company to become one big company.  I also found out that this company is located in Delray, FL which is just north of Boca Raton.  This made me happy since I've been wishing we'd open an office there since I started working here two and a half years ago.  At the same time, I was disappointed since it wasn't in Orlando which is where I've wanted to move since 1998.  Two years ago, the only thing that really stopped me from quitting my job and moving there was, well, my job!!  I like it so much, that I don't want to leave!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That said, we had a meeting today to discuss the merger and, much to my surprise, they told us that the other company has a department that is exactly the same as mine, but that instead of letting those people go and hiring more support here in the Boston office, they are going to keep them so we'll essentially be one big department with two locations, but all overseen by my current department manager (who I absolutely LOVE)!!  They then went on to tell us that this other department is NOT at the Delray office...it's at their other office....IN ORLANDO!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, happiness is knowing that there's a distinct possibility that some time within the next 1-2 years, I may be able to move to Orlando and still keep my job!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the best news I've gotten in months...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I = ECSTATIC!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH!! And to make my day even better, they also told me today that I'm moving to a new cubicle...again...Now, normally, this might not be such a good thing considering that I'm already in my sixth cube and moving all my crap isn't the easiest task in the world, but I'm psyched because I am moving to a significantly bigger cubicle which is awesome because the one I'm in now is tiny.  I was so mad when they moved me to this one because my last one was the same size as the new one I'm getting.  I feel like I moved from a townhouse, to a studio, and am now going back to a townhouse!!  And of course, a bigger cubicle mean more wall space to hang up all my BSB and wrestling pics and posters.  That makes me a very happy camper!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, I'm done...for real this time...</content>
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    <title>So friggin' tired...</title>
    <published>2003-10-24T04:04:52Z</published>
    <updated>2003-10-24T04:04:52Z</updated>
    <lj:music>U2 - Still Haven't Found What I'm Lookin' For</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So, I think I'm getting sick which really sucks.  This is my favorite time of year, but I hate the fact that I get sick around now a lot because of the constant changes in temperature...for instance, it was pretty much in the 30's all day today, but they're predicting that it will be 70 next Tuesday!!  Where else but in New England.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can deal with getting sick right now because I can suck it up and deal at work tomorrow and then take the weekend to recover, but I swear, if I get sick next weekend, I'll have a fit!!  Not only do I not want to be sick on Halloween since it's my favorite holiday, but I absolutley CANNOT be sick when I go to FL.  That's all I need!!  I hate flying when I'm sick!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I hardly saw the boy today...I'm trying to not spend a whole lot of time with him over the next week since he's moving a week from tomorrow.  I'm hoping that by not seeing him all that much, this crush won't get any worse than it already is.  Why does this always happen to me?  Really, do I have "make me like you and then leave" written on my forehead or something??  I really do think that in another time and place he and I would have been perfect together...call me crazy, but he's one of the only guys in recent memory (you know, like, the past ten years!!) that I feel like I totally click with.  Ugh...so frustrating!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a happier note, I think Finding Nemo comes out on video/DVD on 11/4.  I must have it.  And I can't wait to see Brother Bear!!  There's just something about meese with stereotypical Canadian accents that cracks me up so bad!!  I love it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, I have nothing more to say...except that I need to go to bed since my stupid dept head scheduled a meeting for tomorrow morning before my scheduled start time which means that I get to go to work early.  It makes me so mad when he does that seeing as how I come in at the same time every day, so it's not like he didn't know that he was scheduling it too early...ugh...whatever...it's just so damn hard to get conference rooms these days that I guess he had to just take whatever time he could get.  Oh, well...I'll live!!</content>
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    <title>**sigh**</title>
    <published>2003-10-23T05:05:40Z</published>
    <updated>2003-10-23T05:05:40Z</updated>
    <lj:music>1000 Miles - Vanessa Carlton</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I hate boys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...especially the ones who allow you to get to know them just enough for you to think that you just might fall for him, and then move almost 500 miles away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and only give you two weeks notice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and make you like them even MORE during those two weeks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...stab me in the eye...</content>
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    <title>I suck at this livejournal thing...</title>
    <published>2003-10-08T01:54:26Z</published>
    <updated>2003-10-08T01:54:26Z</updated>
    <lj:music>no tunes...just One Tree Hill...</lj:music>
    <content type="html">OK, so I suck at updating...it's been how long?  But I figure I have no friends so no one's reading this (except Em...HI EM!!!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, happiness is that I booked my flights to go to FL for a week.  I'm leaving on 11/1 and coming back 11/8.  Four of those nights I will be in Deerfield Beach.  I can't wait because I really need a vacation before I go insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is stressing me out.  I have my ARC certification test on the 17th so I have about a week and a half to make sure that I'm totally ready.  It's so damn nerve wracking!!  I will feel like the biggest loser if I fail my test.  Not that I think I will, but, well, I can't help but think about the consequences if I blow it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, well, not much else to say at the moment...I feel like ass so I'm going to watch the rest of my show and go to bed or something...</content>
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    <title>I hate this crappy weather...</title>
    <published>2003-08-04T05:15:18Z</published>
    <updated>2003-08-04T05:18:51Z</updated>
    <lj:music>No music...watching the Proud Family on Disney</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So, I'm all pissed off because my mom is supposed to be away until next Sunday and I have been totally looking forward to this nice stretch of mom-freeness to just chill out and do things like clean my room...it is supposed to be done by the time she gets home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, she called me tonight and said that if the weather remains crappy out for the rest of the week (which it's supposed to) then she'll be home tomorrow or the next day.  This sucks for a few reasons.  First, I will have to deal with her being around which sucks because I like having the house to myself, second, I was hoping that I could some how con that guy that I'm interested in into coming over some night this week, and third, I haven't even started cleaning yet because I thought I had another week to do it.  If she does come home tomorrow, she will get home before I get home from work so there's no way that I can clean my room and everything by the time she gets home unless I don't sleep and just clean all night.  I'm thinking that maybe I'll just call in sick to work or something and clean all day instead...that's actually not a bad idea.  But then if she comes home and I'm here instead of at work, she'll ask questions that I don't want to answer.  I wish she'd mind her own damn business.  As long as she's getting the money that I owe her, I don't know why she needs to know what I'm doing when and why she feels the need to still tell me what to do all the time.  I mean, really, I'm 25 freakin' years old!!  I know by now how to be responsible and if she's going to threaten to throw my stuff away, then she needs to shut the hell up if I decide to take a day off to spend cleaning.  I feel like I just cannot win with her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a happier note, Em and I were talking about all the fun weekend things that we have coming up and, really, the next few weekends are going to rule!!  Actually next weekend will suck because it's my mom's birthday on Sunday and nothing I ever do is good enough for her so that sucks, but after that, it's all about happiness!!  Here's what's happening:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aug 16:  We may go to the ROH show in Fairfield, CT...OK, who am I kidding, we'll probably end up going...screw it, we all know we're going...duh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aug 22 &amp; 23:  WWA shows in Lynn &amp; N Quincy...and everybody knows that the WWA = happiness in a BIG way for A LOT of reasons!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aug 31:  Thanks to the wonderful Emilie, we have 2nd row tickets to Smackdown in Boston.  WOOHOO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sept 5, 6, &amp; 7:  SBI races in NYC with a certain cute blonde boy...or two, although one of them is highly illegal for a few more years...not to mention the Twister Moves release party...with the same cute blonde boy(s)...you wanna talk happiness???  It's all about finally seeing Nick after not having seen him since February!!  Have I mentioned that the boy is like a friggin' drug and that I'm in MAJOR WITHDRAWL!!!!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK...that's all I have to say right now...I need to go to bed...</content>
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    <title>Grrrrr....</title>
    <published>2003-08-03T05:53:00Z</published>
    <updated>2003-08-03T05:53:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So, I'm all annoyed right now because about an hour ago, my brother comes walking into the house and unplugs my computer from the phone jack causing me to lose my connection...the bastard...if he needed the phone, he could have asked me since how would he have known if I was doing something important or whatever?  Then, he has the audacity to get pissed of at ME for being online because "phone lines are meant for phone calls not for being online...if you want to go online, get DSL" to which I replied "OK, as long as you pay for it because if I could afford it, I would already have it."  Besides, I PAY to live here and he doesn't so I say that makes it more MY phone line than his...and he practically LIVES at is girlfriend's house so, again, more mine than his.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only upside is that my mom happened to be on my cell with me at the time and heard the whole interchange.  She asked if she could talk to him and proceeded to set him straight once I handed the phone over.  DIVINE JUSTICE!!!!  GO MOM!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, five minutes later my mom switched from my hero list back onto my shit list because she started in on me in that bitchy "mom" voice about cleaning my room and stuff.  I love how she says "you need to clean your room" and I say "I know, I will" and instead of just saying "OK" and leaving it at that, she has to continue with "Then do it!  If it's not clean when I get home, mark my words, I will go in and throw everything away!!"  To which I replied "OK, but you'll have to replace it all then since pretty much everything in my room at this point was bought by ME with MY money."  That didn't go over too well and she started in on me with the whole "it's my house blah, blah, blah..."  Sometimes I really do wish that she would just kick me out...She doesn't think I could survive on my own, but I know plenty of people who do it on way less...Maybe once I've paid her back for the down payment that she spotted me for my car we'll just have to find out if I make enough to live on my own...could be fun...rumor has it that the guy that I refer to as "so there's this guy" in my previous entry just might be looking for a roommate soon...hmmmmmm...there's some food for thought...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, sadness is that whatever charity my old car is being donated to is coming to pick it up on Monday morning.  The driveway just won't be the same without it rotting in it!!  The funniest thing is that when we popped the hood to jump start the thing today, there are all these little mouse nests in the engine!!  I only actually saw one mouse.  It was a cute little brown field mouse.  It got scared when it saw me and ran under the hood and into the heating system.  I really feel for anyone that ever has to drive that car!!  It's been sitting in my driveway for so long that it seems to have become it's own little ecosystem.  There's even a bee's nest behind one of the side view mirrors...I still have to clean out the trunk tomorrow so I really hope there's nothing living in there, too!!</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>It's about time...</title>
    <published>2003-08-02T03:26:34Z</published>
    <updated>2003-08-02T03:26:34Z</updated>
    <lj:music>If You're Not the One...ugh...figures...</lj:music>
    <content type="html">OK, so I'm a little behind on my posting...if by a little I mean a lot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, there's no point in completely rehashing the past, well, almost year, of my life so I won't...let's focus on the present, shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, so, there's this guy...why does it always have to start out that way?  Why is it always about a guy?  I was brought up to think that I don't need a guy in my life to be happy...that if I was truly a complete human being, I would be fine with just me and didn't need to have a "significant other" in order to be happy...you know, "happiness comes from within" and all that garbage.  I don't buy it.  Not that I think anything less of myself for being alone, but I really feel like something is missing from my life.&lt;br /&gt;When I was younger, I used to beg God to hook me up with whatever guy I was into at the time (read: Erik) and it never happened.  Then, something made me realize that I wasn't asking for the right thing.  Obviously Erik wasn't what was right for me in the grand scheme of things and some sort of higher power had to know that and prevent it from ever happening.  In hindsight, what essentially kept anything from happening with Erik and I was the fact that we just weren't at all compatible.  I figured that out when I was dating Scotty.  As horrendous as that relationship (if it even deserves that title) was, we did things that I always wanted to do with Erik, but it just wasn't stuff that I could ever imagine Erik doing.  OK, get your mind out of the gutter!!  I mean things like hiking to a water tower and climbing up in the middle of the night to enjoy the view...or sitting in the car on the side of the road surrounded by fields during a storm just to watch the lightning...Call me a romantic, but those are things that I like to do...and Erik just wasn't into anything like that.  If it didn't involve being inebriated in some way shape or form, he wasn't into it.  So, for reasons that I don't want to get into, Scotty and I didn't work out and I took the whole sordid mess as yet another learning experience.&lt;br /&gt;So, after almost three years of being single since the Scotty thing, I think I've finally figured out what I need...for the first time in my life, I'm not asking for any specific person.  I'm just asking for a guy who can love me the way that I need to be loved and who I can love back.  I don't know who this person is...maybe I've already met him...maybe I haven't...maybe I never will...but just knowing that he's gotta be out there somewhere is somewhat of a relief.  It makes me feel like I can stop looking so hard and just relax...that it'll happen when the timing is right and the person is right.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that brings me back to the "OK, so, there's this guy..." that I started out with.  I started talking to this guy because he has (or had, maybe?) a crush on one of my friends.  I've known this guy for a while but never actually talked to him much until the past week or so.  At first, we just talked about my friend and what was going on with the two of them (which is exactly nothing so far) but then we started talking about other stuff in our lives.  I seriously feel like this guy could be my best friend given a bit more time.  We just totally clicked right off the bat, but, as "enlightened" as I feel I've become with respect to my relationships with guys, I'm still afraid that I'm going to fall for this guy and he won't be the right one.  Or I'm afraid that he will be the right one, but I'll have tried so hard not to fall for him that I won't see it.  Well, I guess all I can do is just be his friend and ride it out...see what happens...man, it's times like this that I wish that I was psychic because my life would be a whole lot easier!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there's Nick...damn celebrities...why is he so inaccessible, yet so completely accessible at the same time...sometimes I wish he would just disappear like the rest of them basically did, but at the same time, I don't know what I'd do if I couldn't "keep tabs" on him and still see him once in a while...am I crazy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And why is tonight's three in a row dedication on Magic 106.7 going out to Rob...I know...allow me...to piss me off and, yes, it's working...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm out of control...I need....something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELP!!!!&lt;br /&gt;...yeah, that pretty much sums it up...as Unwell come's on the radio...I swear, it's trying to kill me...</content>
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    <title>my brain is fried...</title>
    <published>2002-09-24T23:11:52Z</published>
    <updated>2002-09-24T23:11:52Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Not Enough by Our Lady Peace</lj:music>
    <content type="html">OK, so as much as I love my job, sometimes it's frustrating as all hell...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, I am picking up the pieces of other people's mistakes only this time it's the vendor that made the mistakes and not someone here.  And, of course, the only way to fix it is so incredibly complex that I can't possibly explain it in an email or over the phone.  Fortunately, this particular vendor has it's HQ about 20 miles from here so I can go sit down with their acctg people and spell it out so not all is lost!!  It's just very frustrating to try to figure it all out and then have to explain it to the people who screwed it up in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to top it all off, life is wierd...like, more than usual...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurricane jumped ship from Smackdown to Raw...I'm happy about this because now Jeff and Hurricane are on the same show, yet I am also troubled by it and have an impending sense of doom.  But at the same time, I have a really good vibe about it...I don't know how this is possible, but if you lived in my head for a few days, it might all start to make sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff's nickname at one point in time was Purple Rain.  This freaks me out a bit because that's my nickname that was given to me by Nick Carter...yes, the one and only Nick Carter...how ironic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just to connect things more because I'm in the mood to "stretch" for connections between any of the freaky stuff that happens in my life, Jeff is from North Carolina.  North Carolina's abbreviation is NC.  NC are Nick's initials.  One of the only major roads in Cameron, NC (where Jeff is from) is Carter St.  Hurricane and Jeff are now on the same show and all of the stupid problems I'm dealing with are because of the stupid hurricane that's ravaging Cancun.  Darn hurricane's are causing problems in all areas of my life...and, of course, all I can think in my head when I think about that fact is "wassupwitdat?" which, of course, is Hurricane's catch phrase...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH ME?!?!?!? (shut up, Em..hehe!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, I think I'm done ranting for now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>Life is weird</title>
    <published>2002-09-11T23:53:10Z</published>
    <updated>2002-09-11T23:53:10Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Bust a Move by Young MC</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I am really weirded out right now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year, I spent Sept 8th, 9th &amp; 10th at Backstreet Boys concerts.  On Sept 11th, Em and I had a whole discussion about "before" and "after" and found it slightly ironic that our last happy, safe "before" memory would be of the boys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, it sort of feels like Sept 11th is happening all over again...all day, the radio has been replaying interviews and news clips from a year ago and the general feeling in the air is very similar to what it was on this day last year.  The weird part is that, while I wasn't at any Backstreet concerts on the 8th, 9th &amp; 10th, I was doing Backstreet related things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the 8th, we were at the powerboat races in NYC to support Nick's race team.&lt;br /&gt;On the 9th, we saw Nick and chit-chatted a bit after the Patriot's game.&lt;br /&gt;On the 10th, we saw Nick again at Kiss 108.&lt;br /&gt;And now it's the 11th again and everything feels weird and scary and sad again and it once again feels like my last "before" memory was Nick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How ironic....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what'll happen next year....</content>
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    <title>Am I wrong here?</title>
    <published>2002-09-04T16:03:18Z</published>
    <updated>2002-09-04T16:03:18Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Firecracker by Lisa Loeb</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I am totally frustrated with having to tell people how to do things over and over, but if I don't, they get done wrong...Either that or their being done wrong and then I have to fix it and tell people how to do it again.  Am I wrong to be frustrated beyond belief?  If there's one thing I hate, it's having to tell people the same darn thing over and over....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh!!!!!</content>
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    <title>life is interesting...</title>
    <published>2002-09-04T03:51:04Z</published>
    <updated>2002-09-04T03:51:04Z</updated>
    <lj:music>the dryer on the fluff cycle</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Well, I've finally jumped on the band wagon and gotten myself a live journal...yay me!  And to top it off, I figured out how to make icons!!  I am a bit disappointed that you can't see my Jeff's cute face, so I'll have to find a close up and make a new icon or something, but that'll have to wait till later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On that note, I'm goin' to bed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catch ya on the flip side!!</content>
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