<?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-6659827</id><updated>2011-04-21T12:34:39.084-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Clarissa... Explains It All!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clairet.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659827/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clairet.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18259994325200634136</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>19</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6659827.post-110073555364482164</id><published>2004-11-17T15:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-17T15:52:33.646-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So thanks to Camille, I am now completely addicted to Facebook.  Thanks a lot Camille!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6659827-110073555364482164?l=clairet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659827/posts/default/110073555364482164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659827/posts/default/110073555364482164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clairet.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110073555364482164' title=''/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18259994325200634136</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6659827.post-110031505639796626</id><published>2004-11-12T18:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-12T19:04:16.396-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm back... for the moment at least.  Things have been so crazy, and the busy-ness is not going to stop.  Here's what I have been/will be up to:&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend: Chicago... magnificent mile, nuff said&lt;br /&gt;This weekend: Buffalo&lt;br /&gt;Next weekend: Being ghetto fabulous in Detroit&lt;br /&gt;Weekend after that: Mesa, AZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately, I did have time to watch the OC, which is now on Thursdays nights.  And I highly recommend that you (Nick and Camille) watch it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6659827-110031505639796626?l=clairet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659827/posts/default/110031505639796626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659827/posts/default/110031505639796626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clairet.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110031505639796626' title=''/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18259994325200634136</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6659827.post-108387541330938498</id><published>2004-05-06T13:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-06T13:34:40.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And here it is.....&lt;br /&gt;My rant about the OC season finale last night:&lt;br /&gt;Throughout the season, I always thought that I was a Ryan girl, as opposed to a Seth girl.  That all changed last night.  What is up with Ryan acting like such a stupidhead?  Why did he go back to Chino if he doesn't even know if the baby is his?  I felt so bad for Seth at the end.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note to Camille: last Friends episode ever tonight, I'll have the scoop for you when you are back from your weekend travels.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6659827-108387541330938498?l=clairet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659827/posts/default/108387541330938498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659827/posts/default/108387541330938498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clairet.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108387541330938498' title=''/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18259994325200634136</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6659827.post-108387491618408096</id><published>2004-05-06T13:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-06T13:26:23.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Camille is seriously the funniest person I know... between the cute e-mails and all out wars on madras suits (they don't stand a chance!) day 4 of my exam massacre week isn't quite so miserable.  Thanks to Camillie for making my day!  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6659827-108387491618408096?l=clairet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659827/posts/default/108387491618408096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659827/posts/default/108387491618408096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clairet.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108387491618408096' title=''/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18259994325200634136</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6659827.post-108345445544275869</id><published>2004-05-01T16:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-01T16:38:35.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Those of you who saw Friends last Thursday night will understand why I was crying tears of joy at the end.  IT FINALLY HAPPENED!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6659827-108345445544275869?l=clairet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659827/posts/default/108345445544275869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659827/posts/default/108345445544275869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clairet.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108345445544275869' title=''/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18259994325200634136</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6659827.post-108345436493597337</id><published>2004-05-01T16:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-01T16:37:05.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sorry guys! No drunk messages from D-Day.  I didn't get drunk, just a bit tipsy, but TOTALLY in control of myself.  My lack of drunkeness can probably be attributed to the fact that Joe's suite busted out the Foreman grill, and stuffing my face with cheeseburgers is just so much better than drinking.   &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6659827-108345436493597337?l=clairet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659827/posts/default/108345436493597337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659827/posts/default/108345436493597337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clairet.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108345436493597337' title=''/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18259994325200634136</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6659827.post-108275012884952691</id><published>2004-04-23T12:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-23T12:59:37.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BTW: Tomorrow is D-Day.  If you don't know what D-Day is, or have not had the opportunity to celebrate it, I'm very sorry.  It was started in the 1950's here at U of R, and it originally stood for Dandelion Day.  It has come to stand for Drunk Day and basically everyone will be outside and enjoying some alcoholic refreshments.  Its so much fun, and the school finally feels like a normal school where people actually socialize!  My drink of choice for tomorrow:  Absolut Vanilla and Coke&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6659827-108275012884952691?l=clairet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659827/posts/default/108275012884952691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659827/posts/default/108275012884952691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clairet.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108275012884952691' title=''/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18259994325200634136</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6659827.post-108274993465487538</id><published>2004-04-23T12:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-23T12:56:23.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm back... c'mon, you know you missed me!  I've just been so insanely busy with studying and work and everything that I've had very little fun time (I even missed the 80's party!!!)... but here are the highlights from the past week:&lt;br /&gt;1.  Winning Jenn and myself two excellent rooms in the housing lottery... with the help of Jenn and Jenn! &lt;br /&gt;2.  Seeing Cheaper by the Dozen at the dollar theater.  &lt;br /&gt;3.  Mock trial banquet even though I'm not on the team&lt;br /&gt;4.  Writing a totally awesome computer program (just kidding.....)&lt;br /&gt;Coming up tonight:  13 Going on 30&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow: D-Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6659827-108274993465487538?l=clairet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659827/posts/default/108274993465487538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659827/posts/default/108274993465487538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clairet.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108274993465487538' title=''/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18259994325200634136</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6659827.post-108173574372725397</id><published>2004-04-11T18:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-11T19:12:56.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Summer is coming up, so here is my beach reading list:&lt;br /&gt;1. Bridget Jones's Diary and Bridget Jones: The Edge of Reason, by Helen Fielding... These books are hysterical&lt;br /&gt;2. The DaVinci Code by Dan Brown... quick easy entertaining read&lt;br /&gt;3. Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen&lt;br /&gt;4. Confessions of a Shopaholic by Sophie Kinsella&lt;br /&gt;5. Anything by Candance Bushnell... smut, smut, and more smut, but oh so good&lt;br /&gt;6. The Devil Wears Prada by Lauren Weisberger&lt;br /&gt;7. The Nanny Diaries by Nicola Kraus and Emma McLaughlin &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6659827-108173574372725397?l=clairet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659827/posts/default/108173574372725397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659827/posts/default/108173574372725397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clairet.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108173574372725397' title=''/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18259994325200634136</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6659827.post-108129217390376277</id><published>2004-04-06T15:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-06T15:59:59.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT COLOR="#FF66FF" &gt;I made it through about 2 days of the atkins diet then the starvation diet (on the third day of the atkins diet, I decided I'd much prefer to wither away than ingest yet another egg, meat, or cheese product), but now I have discovered this diet, and I think it is much better suited to my lifestyle:&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;The Perfect Diet&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a specially formulated diet designed to help women cope with the stress that builds up during the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BREAKFAST:&lt;br /&gt;1 Grapefruit&lt;br /&gt;1 Slice whole wheat toast&lt;br /&gt;1 cup skim milk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LUNCH:&lt;br /&gt;Small portion lean, steamed chicken with a cup of spinach&lt;br /&gt;1 cup herbal tea&lt;br /&gt;1 chocolate Oreo cookie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AFTERNOON SNACK:&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the cookies in the pack&lt;br /&gt;1 tub of Hagen Daas Ice Cream with Choc-chip topping&lt;br /&gt;1 Family pack of Twinkies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DINNER:&lt;br /&gt;4 bottles of wine (red or white)&lt;br /&gt;2 loaves Garlic bread&lt;br /&gt;1 Family size Supreme Pizza&lt;br /&gt;3 Snickers Bars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LATE NIGHT SNACK:&lt;br /&gt;Whole frozen Sarah Lee cheesecake (eaten directly from the Freezer)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DIET RULES:&lt;br /&gt;1. If no one sees you eat something, it has no calories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. When drinking a diet coke with a chocolate bar, the diet Coke cancels out the sugar in the chocolate bar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. When you eat with someone else, calories don't count if you don't look into their eyes or if you do not eat more than they do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Food used for medical purposes does not count (eg. hot chocolate, toast, cheesecake and vodka).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. If you fatten up the people around you, you will look thinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Movie related foods have a zero calorie count as they are part of the entertainment package and not counted as food intake. This includes popcorn, candy bars and coke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Cookie pieces have no calories because broken cookies cause calorie leakage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Foods licked from spoons and forks have no fat if you are in the process of cooking something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Anything eaten while standing has no calories due to gravity and the density of the calorie mass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.Food consumed from someone else's plate has no fat as it rightfully belongs to the other person and will cling to his/her plate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember: STRESSED SPELLED BACKWARDS IS 'DESSERTS.'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6659827-108129217390376277?l=clairet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659827/posts/default/108129217390376277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659827/posts/default/108129217390376277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clairet.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108129217390376277' title=''/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18259994325200634136</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6659827.post-108102710126069419</id><published>2004-04-03T13:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-04-03T13:22:02.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT COLOR="#9999FF"&gt;Well it looks like I'm starting a family...&lt;/FONT&gt; As of yesterday night, I won/adopted a little baby goldfish.  He has been christened Flounder, and he is so cute! Well, except for his pop-eye, which is apparently a fish illness which I'm going to cure him of.  The medication costs about 30 times as much as little Flounder does (its still only $3.00), but I think its well worth it.  I like to think of my little scrappy Flounder as being the Seabiscuit of the goldfish world, and I plan on giving him the most wonderful life a goldfish could have. How's that for motherly love?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6659827-108102710126069419?l=clairet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659827/posts/default/108102710126069419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659827/posts/default/108102710126069419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clairet.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108102710126069419' title=''/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18259994325200634136</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6659827.post-108086643661197104</id><published>2004-04-01T16:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-04-01T16:45:49.873-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT COLOR="#3399FF"&gt;I think its time I should discuss a terrible addiction I have developed.  On Wednesday nights, I drop whatever I am doing, regardless of how important it is, run back to my suite, and tune into the most blissful hour of television of the week.  If you haven't already guessed it, I'm talking about my obsession with the OC.  For those of you who haven't seen it, it is simply AMAZING, and very addictive.&lt;/FONT&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6659827-108086643661197104?l=clairet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659827/posts/default/108086643661197104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659827/posts/default/108086643661197104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clairet.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108086643661197104' title=''/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18259994325200634136</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6659827.post-108069227096012885</id><published>2004-03-30T16:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-30T16:21:27.293-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ugh... 4 exams in the next two days.  I'd be seriously bummed if it weren't for stuff like this: http://www.ebaumsworld.com/celeb.html&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6659827-108069227096012885?l=clairet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659827/posts/default/108069227096012885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659827/posts/default/108069227096012885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clairet.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108069227096012885' title=''/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18259994325200634136</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6659827.post-108060686179176325</id><published>2004-03-29T16:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-29T16:37:56.670-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Toronto... definitely one of the best weekends EVER!  We didn't go to a broadway show or do really anything except for sit in the hot tub and eat and then sit in the hot tub more.  It was such a wonderfully unproductive weekend, and a very nice break from the ush.  On Saturday night, Joey took me out to dinner at Oro, which has the best food I've ever eaten, and thats the honest to goodness truth. Then we tried to find the Old Spaghetti Factory for lunch on Sunday where they apparently have a stained glass menagerie, but we couldn't find it, which made us both very sad.  I also loved sleeping in a king sized bed, which was much much much more comfortable than the itsy bitsy beds here at school.  The highlight of our trip was when we were in one of the hot tubs on the hotel roof and these really sketchy people got in.  It was two girls and two guys and the first thing they did was ask if they could smoke up.  We said okay because they were really shady and we didn't want to mess with them.  So they started smoking their drugs and then it took about two seconds until the two girls were basically having sex with the two guys and thats when Joe and I decided that maybe we should get out of the hot tub.  It was sooooooo sketchy.  We went to the Eaton Center the next day, and my favorite store there was the Godiva store because easter candy is so cute.  Joe liked the Jean Machine, which was super ghetto fabulous, just like him.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6659827-108060686179176325?l=clairet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659827/posts/default/108060686179176325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659827/posts/default/108060686179176325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clairet.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108060686179176325' title=''/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18259994325200634136</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6659827.post-108023235384885144</id><published>2004-03-25T08:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-25T08:36:02.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;B&gt;&lt;FONT COLOR="#FFFF33"&gt; Spring has sprung!&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/B&gt; If you want me, you can find me outside!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6659827-108023235384885144?l=clairet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659827/posts/default/108023235384885144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659827/posts/default/108023235384885144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clairet.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108023235384885144' title=''/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18259994325200634136</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6659827.post-108017227224953501</id><published>2004-03-24T15:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-24T15:54:40.653-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT SIZE=+2 COLOR="#FF0099"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reasons why today is a wonderful day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Its beautiful and warm and sunny out&lt;br /&gt;2. New episodes of the OC and Newlyweds tonight!&lt;br /&gt;3. Only 3 days until Toronto&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6659827-108017227224953501?l=clairet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659827/posts/default/108017227224953501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659827/posts/default/108017227224953501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clairet.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108017227224953501' title=''/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18259994325200634136</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6659827.post-108008609639366533</id><published>2004-03-23T15:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-23T16:03:48.653-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HUSBAND MATERIAL????? HELL YES!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/P/ponygirl2008/1072978146_bradpitt9b.jpg" border="0" alt="  "&gt;&lt;br&gt;You are going to marry Brad Pitt. He is always&lt;br&gt;friendly to anybody he ever meets and he is&lt;br&gt;very talented as an actor. He is also very&lt;br&gt;sincere and friendly. He will respect you until&lt;br&gt;the day he dies. Congrats!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/ponygirl2008/quizzes/Which%20male%20celebrity%20are%20you%20going%20to%20marry%3F%20(now%2012%20(i%20just%20added%20more%2C%20and%20still%20more%20to%20come!)results%20that%20have%20pics!)/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which male celebrity are you going to marry? (now 12 (i just added more, and still more to come!)results that have pics!)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unlike Camille, I have absolutely no shame that I took this quiz, and I found it to be quite enjoyable (and I hope truthful as well!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also made me smile, although not quite as much as the thought of marrying Brad Pitt....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/A/ArimaNoQuizzu/1061137361_heerleader.gif" border="0" alt="loading... well hopefully, at least."&gt;&lt;br&gt;You're cheerleader! SO GOOD! Heyhey, try being less&lt;br&gt;bossy though XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/ArimaNoQuizzu/quizzes/A%20Homestarrunner%20quiz%20-%20%20Which%20TEEN%20GIRL%20SQUAD%20girl%20are%20you%3F%20%5Bgood%20pictures%2C%20trust%20me%5D/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;A Homestarrunner quiz -  Which TEEN GIRL SQUAD girl are you? [good pictures, trust me]&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6659827-108008609639366533?l=clairet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659827/posts/default/108008609639366533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659827/posts/default/108008609639366533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clairet.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108008609639366533' title=''/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18259994325200634136</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6659827.post-108000848935142560</id><published>2004-03-22T18:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-22T18:24:54.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thanks to Nick for all the help!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6659827-108000848935142560?l=clairet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659827/posts/default/108000848935142560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659827/posts/default/108000848935142560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clairet.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108000848935142560' title=''/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18259994325200634136</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6659827.post-108000777829487416</id><published>2004-03-22T18:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-22T18:13:03.890-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi Everyone!  My blog is just a little baby right now, so have patience!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6659827-108000777829487416?l=clairet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659827/posts/default/108000777829487416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659827/posts/default/108000777829487416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clairet.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108000777829487416' title=''/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18259994325200634136</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></entry></feed>
