<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5953935</id><updated>2009-02-20T20:14:35.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bunneh Trail</title><subtitle type='html'>Walking down the bunneh trail, bunny hop, bunny hop. (Juele's online journal)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bunnehtrail.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5953935/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunnehtrail.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5953935/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Juele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528496505008784343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>60</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5953935.post-113646108356279759</id><published>2006-01-05T03:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T04:38:03.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Year Gone By</title><summary type='text'>Yes I know I havn't posted in forever and back again. I guess I've come to conclude that maybe I'm not as big of a computer geek as I once was or once thought I was. I'm barely around my computer these days unless its to talk to someone shortly on msn, pay my bills, or moments like right now when it is way past my bed time and I just can't sleep. So I hope for you few readers (if any) that you </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5953935/posts/default/113646108356279759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5953935/posts/default/113646108356279759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunnehtrail.blogspot.com/2006/01/another-year-gone-by.html' title='Another Year Gone By'/><author><name>Juele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528496505008784343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06012722886020257467'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5953935.post-112631615499980056</id><published>2005-09-09T19:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T19:35:55.006-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I got a haircut, I really like it :DAnd I got my bunny tattoo finally. This is a bad pic of it though it gives you the idea.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5953935/posts/default/112631615499980056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5953935/posts/default/112631615499980056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunnehtrail.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-got-haircut-i-really-like-it-d-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Juele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528496505008784343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06012722886020257467'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5953935.post-112304730086774464</id><published>2005-08-02T21:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-08-02T23:35:00.890-06:00</updated><title type='text'>another attempt</title><summary type='text'>Alright, so I'm hiding out at my sisters apartment for a few hours, for reasons I will get at in a min. So I thought since she has a computer here I'd try to make another update. Always stuff happening and I just don't get around to making enough posts to keep all you readers up to date with my life lol. But this is possibly the shitiest laptop I've ever been on, so I really hope this post </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5953935/posts/default/112304730086774464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5953935/posts/default/112304730086774464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunnehtrail.blogspot.com/2005/08/another-attempt.html' title='another attempt'/><author><name>Juele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528496505008784343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06012722886020257467'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5953935.post-112124798681597964</id><published>2005-07-13T01:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T03:46:26.836-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Behold</title><summary type='text'>Here's something you've probably never heard me post before :  I'm well overdue for an update. LOLI really need to stop procrastinating on make new posts because by the time I get around to posting I have so many things that I had wanted to post about that I don't know where to start and about half the stuff I wanted to say wont get said. But I guess I'll try my best.I guess I'll start first with</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5953935/posts/default/112124798681597964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5953935/posts/default/112124798681597964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunnehtrail.blogspot.com/2005/07/behold.html' title='Behold'/><author><name>Juele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528496505008784343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06012722886020257467'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5953935.post-111930008070641316</id><published>2005-06-20T14:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T14:41:20.713-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Grad Photo</title><summary type='text'>Even though I didn't exactly graduate with what I wanted, and I will therefore be going back to school sometime in the close future...here is one of the grad photos from this semester/year of college for me.Its not that great, and the photography company sucks, everyone in my class had their pictures come out looking like they were sunburnt. But oh well. What else would you expect from a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5953935/posts/default/111930008070641316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5953935/posts/default/111930008070641316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunnehtrail.blogspot.com/2005/06/grad-photo.html' title='Grad Photo'/><author><name>Juele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528496505008784343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06012722886020257467'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5953935.post-111846698694744099</id><published>2005-06-10T23:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-06-10T23:16:26.953-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Those moments</title><summary type='text'>Lol Alex sent me some old logs he'd kept of me on  AoD when I'd been under the influence of...stuff lol. Anyways prolly wont make any sense to anyone who doesn't know aod but here it is:Kung-Fu Jesus - Life == Awesome says:[PARTY] Hitaru: I remember going to bed and you were likewhat are you doing, and I was like, I'm stripping for youbaby[PARTY] Juele: me an u slept together that night[PARTY] </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5953935/posts/default/111846698694744099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5953935/posts/default/111846698694744099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunnehtrail.blogspot.com/2005/06/those-moments.html' title='Those moments'/><author><name>Juele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528496505008784343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06012722886020257467'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5953935.post-111751800182741816</id><published>2005-05-30T23:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-05-30T23:40:01.833-06:00</updated><title type='text'>foolin around</title><summary type='text'>Though I'm sure I have alot of things to say I really don't feel like going into any of it, and so to lighten the mood, I was fooling around with my camera, with my sisters, in one of the bathrooms the other night. Here are the resultsFrom these I can conclude, Meaghan (one in white shirt) likes the wonderwoman hands on hips pose, I can't ever get rid of my red eye because my eyes are just too </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5953935/posts/default/111751800182741816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5953935/posts/default/111751800182741816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunnehtrail.blogspot.com/2005/05/foolin-around.html' title='foolin around'/><author><name>Juele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528496505008784343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06012722886020257467'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5953935.post-111571279516773118</id><published>2005-05-10T01:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-05-10T02:13:16.983-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Time magically ticks on</title><summary type='text'>I guess its well time for an update. I had meant to make a post the night following my last one to show off my new haircut, but that ended up going rather badly.  The girl i ended up getting barely spoke any english it seemed, and I couldn't understand a thing she said. She apparently must have felt the same way because she did not do what I asked her to. I had wanted to get a few inches off  the</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5953935/posts/default/111571279516773118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5953935/posts/default/111571279516773118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunnehtrail.blogspot.com/2005/05/time-magically-ticks-on.html' title='Time magically ticks on'/><author><name>Juele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528496505008784343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06012722886020257467'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5953935.post-111397499292328729</id><published>2005-04-19T23:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-04-19T23:29:52.923-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Uniform</title><summary type='text'>Here's a pic of me in my uniform at East Side. I think it's kinda sexy. Both pants and top are what I'd wear to a club or out anywhere. ^^Tomorrow I'm getting my hair cut!! I'll get a pic of that I promise</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5953935/posts/default/111397499292328729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5953935/posts/default/111397499292328729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunnehtrail.blogspot.com/2005/04/uniform.html' title='Uniform'/><author><name>Juele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528496505008784343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06012722886020257467'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5953935.post-111373500896696103</id><published>2005-04-17T03:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-04-17T04:50:08.976-06:00</updated><title type='text'>~It's 3AM I must be lonely~</title><summary type='text'>It's not actually 3am, but 2:32, though most likely it will be 3am by the time I finish this post. I'm not really sure what I'm going to talk about, I just felt a need to post. This usually happens when I'm overly tired (too tired to do anything productive) but can't manage to fall asleep.  That probably means that alot of my posts are just random ramblings, but its still good to get stuff out </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5953935/posts/default/111373500896696103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5953935/posts/default/111373500896696103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunnehtrail.blogspot.com/2005/04/its-3am-i-must-be-lonely.html' title='~It&apos;s 3AM I must be lonely~'/><author><name>Juele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528496505008784343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06012722886020257467'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5953935.post-111337233057228431</id><published>2005-04-12T23:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T00:05:30.580-06:00</updated><title type='text'>April Update</title><summary type='text'>I havn't posted any real info in a while so I figured I'd do that. I really have to stop waiting for so long to post updates because then there is so much whatevers that happen that I never know where to start. I'll try my best to catch my readers up in my life yet again. Then I'll try to post a little bit every few days if I can (though I know I've said that in the past and it never really </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5953935/posts/default/111337233057228431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5953935/posts/default/111337233057228431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunnehtrail.blogspot.com/2005/04/april-update.html' title='April Update'/><author><name>Juele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528496505008784343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06012722886020257467'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5953935.post-111336940796363420</id><published>2005-04-12T23:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T23:17:59.690-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New Pic</title><summary type='text'>Heres a recent pic of me:</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5953935/posts/default/111336940796363420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5953935/posts/default/111336940796363420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunnehtrail.blogspot.com/2005/04/new-pic.html' title='New Pic'/><author><name>Juele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528496505008784343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06012722886020257467'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5953935.post-110923963025347264</id><published>2005-02-24T03:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-02-24T03:07:10.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Congratulations Maynard and Estelle!!!! Their baby (2 days old in the pic), Victoria Lynn is to die for. I'm so jealous. You two are so very very lucky. What a cute and happy baby. You two really give the rest of us gamer people hope when we look at how you two met on AoD so many years ago and now are happily married with a child!!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5953935/posts/default/110923963025347264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5953935/posts/default/110923963025347264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunnehtrail.blogspot.com/2005/02/congratulations-maynard-and-estelle.html' title=''/><author><name>Juele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528496505008784343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06012722886020257467'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5953935.post-110905502619552277</id><published>2005-02-21T23:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-02-21T23:50:26.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>entertainment</title><summary type='text'>This is what happens when you put two crazy drunk guys in the same room :P</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5953935/posts/default/110905502619552277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5953935/posts/default/110905502619552277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunnehtrail.blogspot.com/2005/02/entertainment.html' title='entertainment'/><author><name>Juele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528496505008784343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06012722886020257467'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5953935.post-110862521671691494</id><published>2005-02-16T23:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-02-17T00:26:56.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Frozen Land (part 3)</title><summary type='text'>I'm feeling really happy here in this house. Even if I don't like Fort St John in particular, I'm at ease here at my dads as compared to Calgary. I'm not lonely, so I don't have to seek out comfort from afar anymore. I have a whole family here who is caring and helpful. I also feel at ease about the neighbors, no worries of any of them attacking me. I'm really working things out in my life and I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5953935/posts/default/110862521671691494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5953935/posts/default/110862521671691494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunnehtrail.blogspot.com/2005/02/frozen-land-part-3.html' title='Frozen Land (part 3)'/><author><name>Juele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528496505008784343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06012722886020257467'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5953935.post-110845785434667558</id><published>2005-02-15T01:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-02-15T01:57:34.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Frozen Land (part 2)</title><summary type='text'>So I thought I'd get into school right away when I got here. The emails sent back and forth between myself and the counsellor sounded pretty much like everything was set out and that they just needed me to arrive up there to sign a few things, pay my fees and that was that. But it didn't quite go that way. First day I met the counsellor in person, he sounded quite disappointed that I hadn't made </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5953935/posts/default/110845785434667558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5953935/posts/default/110845785434667558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunnehtrail.blogspot.com/2005/02/frozen-land-part-2.html' title='Frozen Land (part 2)'/><author><name>Juele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528496505008784343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06012722886020257467'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5953935.post-110810116333598375</id><published>2005-02-10T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-02-10T22:52:43.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Frozen Land (part 1)</title><summary type='text'>Ok, I've decided after looking back on old posts the other day, that I needed to make more :P Definately need to update. I doubt I'll find the time to completely update myself tonight though, so I'll do like I did last summer and put it into parts.I'll try to remember as much as possible. Hmmm lets see where to start.Alright, so as anyone might have noticed through all my previous posts, I really</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5953935/posts/default/110810116333598375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5953935/posts/default/110810116333598375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunnehtrail.blogspot.com/2005/02/frozen-land-part-1.html' title='Frozen Land (part 1)'/><author><name>Juele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528496505008784343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06012722886020257467'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5953935.post-110551413327142069</id><published>2005-01-12T01:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-01-12T00:16:47.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>quickie</title><summary type='text'>I should be in bed, and I know I havn't posted in forever, but I will soon I promise...for now here's a pic I took during christmas. It's with two of the sisters I now live with, Mallory-Meaghan-Myself. Enjoy</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5953935/posts/default/110551413327142069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5953935/posts/default/110551413327142069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunnehtrail.blogspot.com/2005/01/quickie.html' title='quickie'/><author><name>Juele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528496505008784343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06012722886020257467'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5953935.post-110110938052477297</id><published>2004-11-22T01:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-11-22T00:43:00.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My warmth of winter</title><summary type='text'>Sorry I havn't posted lately. I havn't been busy, but I havn't had anything to bitch or complain about either. Really I do that alot on here, but I figured since I hadn't posted for some time I would do so before the little things built up to the point that I couldn't post them at once..or something like that.First my announcement...since I've now told everyone that I was avoiding telling </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5953935/posts/default/110110938052477297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5953935/posts/default/110110938052477297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunnehtrail.blogspot.com/2004/11/my-warmth-of-winter.html' title='My warmth of winter'/><author><name>Juele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528496505008784343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06012722886020257467'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5953935.post-109972138389376858</id><published>2004-11-05T22:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-11-07T12:10:59.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>how a day can change</title><summary type='text'>It's kinda interesting how a day can change between bad and good without you even realizing it. I guess though that it happens alot. Today was a good example.Today, Friday (usually everyone is yay Friday!!!) is probably my least favorite day of the week now that I'm back in school. My classes start at 9am on Fridays, meaning I have to leave the house to catch city transit by 8, meaning I have </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5953935/posts/default/109972138389376858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5953935/posts/default/109972138389376858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunnehtrail.blogspot.com/2004/11/how-day-can-change.html' title='how a day can change'/><author><name>Juele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528496505008784343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06012722886020257467'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5953935.post-109962141023142656</id><published>2004-11-04T17:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-11-04T19:23:30.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Butterfly in my hair</title><summary type='text'>Sorry I havn't posted in a while, I havn't had much to say to make a full post, plus I've been busy with class, ffxi, and more recently, working on a website for ffxi, which i've now placed in a link under My Stuff on the side there. It's not finished yet, but it's gonna be my guide to gardening on ffxi.ParentsStill fightight as usual, it's really an amazing day when I don't get into an </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5953935/posts/default/109962141023142656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5953935/posts/default/109962141023142656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunnehtrail.blogspot.com/2004/11/butterfly-in-my-hair.html' title='Butterfly in my hair'/><author><name>Juele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528496505008784343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06012722886020257467'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5953935.post-109729968943420021</id><published>2004-10-08T22:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-10-08T23:28:09.433-06:00</updated><title type='text'>that whole memory lane thing</title><summary type='text'>So I was just reading Xerlic's recent post about his history with the internet, and it was a real walk down memory lane. It's hard to believe that we've all known each other for about 6 years now. Not only did I over time change the things I did online, but over my time online I changed. Of course as I read Xerlic's post the radio announces 'and here's a little walk down memory lane' and they </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5953935/posts/default/109729968943420021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5953935/posts/default/109729968943420021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunnehtrail.blogspot.com/2004/10/that-whole-memory-lane-thing.html' title='that whole memory lane thing'/><author><name>Juele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528496505008784343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06012722886020257467'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5953935.post-109704400337779314</id><published>2004-10-05T23:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-10-06T00:26:43.376-06:00</updated><title type='text'>why</title><summary type='text'>So I'm not in a good mood right now. I'm not angry. I guess I'm feeling alone. Alone and sad. I had a dream the other night that I would feel this way once I moved away, but I have not moved away yet and am already feeling it.I'm currently in a peaceful pause with my mother and her husband. They are not talking to me, and I am not talking to them. This causes no arguements and no progress in '</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5953935/posts/default/109704400337779314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5953935/posts/default/109704400337779314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunnehtrail.blogspot.com/2004/10/why.html' title='why'/><author><name>Juele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528496505008784343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06012722886020257467'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5953935.post-109600732615743060</id><published>2004-09-24T01:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-09-24T00:28:46.156-06:00</updated><title type='text'>crackwhore stacy</title><summary type='text'>I can't remember this picture being taken, tho I imagine it was taken by sean or KFJ while I was passed out after one of our wild nights of drinking and/or drugs. It must have been sometime last year because my shack still looks tidy-ish. KFJ just sent this to me, looking back at our old party pics...and it just amuses me at how much I think of the words crack and whore when I look at it. I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5953935/posts/default/109600732615743060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5953935/posts/default/109600732615743060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunnehtrail.blogspot.com/2004/09/crackwhore-stacy.html' title='crackwhore stacy'/><author><name>Juele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528496505008784343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06012722886020257467'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5953935.post-109591427899395012</id><published>2004-09-22T20:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-09-22T22:37:58.993-06:00</updated><title type='text'>how do I continue</title><summary type='text'>Since I'd managed to open my backpack and take out my texts, stare at them for a few minutes comtemplating which book I would need first and that I would indeed need to look at them all eventually, as I have alot of "homework" (I'm really not good with the concept of homework as it usually, to me, means dothisfiveminutesbeforeclassstarts-work), then decided I would start first with my computer </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5953935/posts/default/109591427899395012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5953935/posts/default/109591427899395012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunnehtrail.blogspot.com/2004/09/how-do-i-continue.html' title='how do I continue'/><author><name>Juele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528496505008784343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06012722886020257467'/></author></entry></feed>