<?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-8090021</id><updated>2011-04-21T22:57:09.628-04:00</updated><title type='text'>bajiggity.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amsulli.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8090021/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amsulli.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>amsulli</name><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>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8090021.post-116130257767350365</id><published>2006-10-19T19:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T20:03:07.906-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I love peas.  and fall break.</title><content type='html'>I really really really do.  love fall break that is.  This year, I headed to Cheeseland with Miss Giesige.  We embarked on the adventure of the Giesige family in Greendale, Wisconsin, which consists of Chelsea, John and Jan Giesige in residence.  I love Jan Giesige's cooking, ps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3470/264/1600/100_1277.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3470/264/320/100_1277.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Chelsea is hilarious.  She and Julie are pretty much the same person, meaning I love them both (in addition to the rest of the fam).  Chelsea got her license on Monday, so Jules and I made cupcakes:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday we went to a marching band competition, where I discovered that Wisconsin marching band is WAAAYY more hardcore than Michigan's.  Greendale did an awesome job though, I was very very impressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday, Julie and I went to the Wisconsin Dells, which consisted of Ripley's Believe it or Not, a Haunted Mansion, and Pirate's Cove Minigolf.  There is NO wax museum.  I was so upset that it closed, but apparantly they opened this exciting new place called Wizard Quest.  I know it was exciting, cause there were kids running down the street, arms in the air, screaming "WWWWIIIIZAAAARD QUEEEEEESSSTT!!"  They were pretty excited, so I thought shoot why shouldn't I be??  Then I remembered, there was no wax museum :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3470/264/1600/100_1340.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3470/264/320/100_1340.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday morning Mrs. Giesige and Julie and I went on the Miller Brewery tour, which was amazing.  It was the location where I discovered my new favorite beer: Apple Spic.  It was soooo good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All and all it was a very exciting trip, most of which is severely understated in this post.  but trust me, you just wouldn't understand all the inside jokes!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8090021-116130257767350365?l=amsulli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amsulli.blogspot.com/feeds/116130257767350365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8090021&amp;postID=116130257767350365&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8090021/posts/default/116130257767350365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8090021/posts/default/116130257767350365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amsulli.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-love-peas-and-fall-break.html' title='I love peas.  and fall break.'/><author><name>amsulli</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8090021.post-116032664304642307</id><published>2006-10-08T12:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T12:57:23.056-04:00</updated><title type='text'>mono makes you miss your friends.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3470/264/1600/100_1249.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3470/264/320/100_1249.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8090021-116032664304642307?l=amsulli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amsulli.blogspot.com/feeds/116032664304642307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8090021&amp;postID=116032664304642307&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8090021/posts/default/116032664304642307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8090021/posts/default/116032664304642307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amsulli.blogspot.com/2006/10/mono-makes-you-miss-your-friends.html' title='mono makes you miss your friends.'/><author><name>amsulli</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8090021.post-115973375108156796</id><published>2006-10-01T16:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T16:15:51.093-04:00</updated><title type='text'>mono.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Infectious_mononucleosis"&gt;what I've been stuck with for the past week.&lt;/a&gt;  I'm done kissing boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://houserockbuilt.blogspot.com/2006/09/msu-radio-host-melts-fucking-down-on.html"&gt;wow.  college football is not THAT important. go see a clinician.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8090021-115973375108156796?l=amsulli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amsulli.blogspot.com/feeds/115973375108156796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8090021&amp;postID=115973375108156796&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8090021/posts/default/115973375108156796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8090021/posts/default/115973375108156796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amsulli.blogspot.com/2006/10/mono.html' title='mono.'/><author><name>amsulli</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8090021.post-115765697630987037</id><published>2006-09-07T15:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T15:23:00.983-04:00</updated><title type='text'>since when did Patrick Dempsey get hot??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://abc.go.com/primetime/greysanatomy/about.html"&gt;so addicted, it's not even funny.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8090021-115765697630987037?l=amsulli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amsulli.blogspot.com/feeds/115765697630987037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8090021&amp;postID=115765697630987037&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8090021/posts/default/115765697630987037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8090021/posts/default/115765697630987037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amsulli.blogspot.com/2006/09/since-when-did-patrick-dempsey-get-hot.html' title='since when did Patrick Dempsey get hot??'/><author><name>amsulli</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8090021.post-115734993921757642</id><published>2006-09-04T02:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T02:06:28.326-04:00</updated><title type='text'>it's good to be back :)</title><content type='html'>Exhibit A:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3470/264/1600/100_1180.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3470/264/320/100_1180.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Leah, Me, Jules and Jessica on Leah's birthday @ The Brown Jug)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;welcome week (or weekend rather) is nearly over, bringing a close to the summer.  this one was definitely filled with a lot of surprises, mostly good, but it was crazy all the same.  I'm definitely glad to be back in a routine again, although it may be new, along with a new apartment slash roommate that I love!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3470/264/1600/100_1190.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3470/264/320/100_1190.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (Me and Dave @ his house last night)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's going to be a great year :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8090021-115734993921757642?l=amsulli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amsulli.blogspot.com/feeds/115734993921757642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8090021&amp;postID=115734993921757642&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8090021/posts/default/115734993921757642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8090021/posts/default/115734993921757642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amsulli.blogspot.com/2006/09/its-good-to-be-back.html' title='it&apos;s good to be back :)'/><author><name>amsulli</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8090021.post-115687150711432582</id><published>2006-08-29T13:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T13:11:47.126-04:00</updated><title type='text'>wow.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20060829/ap_on_fe_st/bad_dog_driver"&gt;seriously?? I mean, really??&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people are nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey so I was going through old pictures... remember when we had ricky?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3470/264/1600/pets.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3470/264/320/pets.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8090021-115687150711432582?l=amsulli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amsulli.blogspot.com/feeds/115687150711432582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8090021&amp;postID=115687150711432582&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8090021/posts/default/115687150711432582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8090021/posts/default/115687150711432582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amsulli.blogspot.com/2006/08/wow.html' title='wow.'/><author><name>amsulli</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8090021.post-115621478601070071</id><published>2006-08-21T22:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T22:53:41.050-04:00</updated><title type='text'>time in a bottle</title><content type='html'>are you ready for the biggest update ever??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so if you scroll down the page, you'll notice that I've deleted all the lame and delusional postings that I put up forever ago, because no one needs to notice how much of a loser I was a year or two ago :)  And Jules, I promise, even though I didn't do a very good job keeping up this summer (PS I was in the freakin mountains) I'll do better keeping things going during the year!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3470/264/1600/100_1092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3470/264/320/100_1092.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Brevard, NC for a music festival this summer, much to Julie's dismay.  I was there for 7 weeks and played a lot of trumpet and orchestra and all that other good stuff.  it was a last minute thing, like I got a call from Prof Campbell and I was on a flight the next day (after quitting three jobs, NOT FUN).  I missed two family weddings and SAI national convention, but I'm sure that everyone would agree that I made the best decision.  plus it was a blast :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3470/264/1600/100_1006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3470/264/320/100_1006.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; we definitely worked hard, but played hard too (as you can see!!)  we met some great people and it's an experience I wouldn't mind repeating again next summer, with a little bit more planning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND it was beautiful :)  I lived on the side of a mountain all summer.  Then we got back to Michigan and realized there weren't mountains behind Taco Bell.  It was crazy.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3470/264/1600/100_1032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3470/264/320/100_1032.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (ps, more pictures are on my facebook profile, under random lyrics from Faith Hill's "good times, sunshine and summertime")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;upon my return from Brevard, Julie and I made a field trip to EL to celebrate my belated 21st, since I didn't get a chance to do it right in NC :)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3470/264/1600/birthday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3470/264/320/birthday.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  this night definitely made up for things though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother came out, lots of EL kids were there, miss julie and then a random appearance by AJ and some friends.  Other than that there were lots of rounds and karaoke goin down at crunchies, and I definitely wouldn't change or trade that night for anything in the world!!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3470/264/1600/birthday%20%2825%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3470/264/320/birthday%20%2825%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the birthday celebration, Julie and I headed up to Kettunen center with the Charlotte Oriole Band and my parents for Dad's band camp.  there was a LOT of drama to be had this past week, but Julie and I had so much fun it was ridiculous.  I know she'll come back next year because everyone fell in love with her (as people tend to do) the best part was when we were discussing senior serenade at dinner and Dad was saying how if they sang "Time in a Bottle" he was going to throw up.  He went on and on about how it was a horrible song, and then a parent chaperone piped up, "Hey, that was the highlight of our wedding, we walked down the aisle to it."  I thought I was going to die.  So if you hear Jules and I sing in a high breathy voice "time in a bottle!" you know why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3470/264/1600/n2201128_32692106_4011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3470/264/320/n2201128_32692106_4011.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, so I think that pretty much sums things up.  but, if you'd like to hear more of my adventures of summer 2006, just let me know.  there were plenty, and I'm stuck @ home for 2 weeks before auditions, classes, and moving in to my new apartment w/ Ali!! (don't even get me started on how happy I am to be out of the highlands!!) keep on smiling Ace Deuce, I'll be back home soon baby :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8090021-115621478601070071?l=amsulli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amsulli.blogspot.com/feeds/115621478601070071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8090021&amp;postID=115621478601070071&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8090021/posts/default/115621478601070071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8090021/posts/default/115621478601070071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amsulli.blogspot.com/2006/08/time-in-bottle.html' title='time in a bottle'/><author><name>amsulli</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8090021.post-115078411031982913</id><published>2006-06-20T02:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T02:22:35.213-04:00</updated><title type='text'>the world is such a crazy place</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3470/264/1600/100_0946.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3470/264/320/100_0946.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just in case anyone didn't think it was real.  &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fred_phelps"&gt;these people are something else.&lt;/a&gt;  five year old kids were doing cartwheels and holding up these signs with their parents outside of all of the Sunflower Music Festival concerts.  I had no idea that this group was based in Topeka, Kansas.  I never saw them when they were here on campus, and I'm glad.  I was so enraged and wanted to vomit all at the same time.  I had to walk past them to get to where I was performing, and where I watched other people in my profession create music and bring people together. what were they trying to prove? here's an event that brings in talent from all over the world and creates a free, artistic, environment for the community, and one that seems to be a pretty big deal throughout the city. but instead of appreciating the opportunity, they deplete the purpose. I pity their ignorance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It amazes me that while we live in a world where there are so many beautiful things and reasons to love, people can be filled with so much hate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8090021-115078411031982913?l=amsulli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amsulli.blogspot.com/feeds/115078411031982913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8090021&amp;postID=115078411031982913&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8090021/posts/default/115078411031982913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8090021/posts/default/115078411031982913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amsulli.blogspot.com/2006/06/world-is-such-crazy-place.html' title='the world is such a crazy place'/><author><name>amsulli</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8090021.post-115069474595150620</id><published>2006-06-19T01:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T01:27:35.393-04:00</updated><title type='text'>for the record...</title><content type='html'>the naked mile??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Streaking#Streaking_on_Various_College_Campuses"&gt;it started @ UM&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, fyi, "An American Haunting" was the worst movie ever.  the end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8090021-115069474595150620?l=amsulli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amsulli.blogspot.com/feeds/115069474595150620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8090021&amp;postID=115069474595150620&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8090021/posts/default/115069474595150620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8090021/posts/default/115069474595150620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amsulli.blogspot.com/2006/06/for-record.html' title='for the record...'/><author><name>amsulli</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8090021.post-114914054358244026</id><published>2006-06-01T01:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T01:43:24.413-04:00</updated><title type='text'>the simple things</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3470/264/1600/%40john%27s%20%286%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3470/264/320/%40john%27s%20%286%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's honestly moments like these that keep me smiling, all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I'm addicted to The Wreckers (yes, that's Michelle Branch's new country stuff...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8090021-114914054358244026?l=amsulli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amsulli.blogspot.com/feeds/114914054358244026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8090021&amp;postID=114914054358244026&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8090021/posts/default/114914054358244026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8090021/posts/default/114914054358244026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amsulli.blogspot.com/2006/06/simple-things.html' title='the simple things'/><author><name>amsulli</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8090021.post-114879638346090065</id><published>2006-05-28T02:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T02:06:23.470-04:00</updated><title type='text'>surprised, anyone??</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Most Like Charlotte!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.yournewromance.com/whichsexandthecityvixenareyouquiz/charlotte.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the ultimate romantic idealist&lt;br /&gt;You've been hurt before, but that hasn't caused you to give up on love.&lt;br /&gt;If anything, your resolve to fall in love is stronger than ever.&lt;br /&gt;And it's this feminine optimism that men find most appealing about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romantic prediction: That guy you are seeing (or crushing on)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could be very serious - if you play your cards right!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ynr.blogthings.com/whichsexandthecityvixenareyouquiz/"&gt;Which Sex and the City Vixen Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8090021-114879638346090065?l=amsulli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amsulli.blogspot.com/feeds/114879638346090065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8090021&amp;postID=114879638346090065&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8090021/posts/default/114879638346090065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8090021/posts/default/114879638346090065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amsulli.blogspot.com/2006/05/surprised-anyone.html' title='surprised, anyone??'/><author><name>amsulli</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8090021.post-114827081436039168</id><published>2006-05-22T00:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T00:09:27.946-04:00</updated><title type='text'>why I love ann arbor...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3470/264/1600/gunson%20%284%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3470/264/320/gunson%20%284%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you never, ever, EVER get caught drinking unless you're just plain dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after an exciting weekend in the EL, I am very very grateful that my 21st birthday is only a mere 39 days away.  me and the girls went to a party, and were picked up to be transported back to their house on marigold.  and we got pulled over.  pretty sure I was the only underage kid in the car, and the cop made me so nervous.  no speeding or anything, but it was obvious that the driver was distracted-- apparantly.  so he had her get out, because he said the smell of alcohol was protruding from the car and he couldn't tell if it was her.  thank god he just let us go with a warning.  I'm a lucky, lucky girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing like that would ever happen in the ace deuce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a good weekend though!! i like going home for a couple days, but i could've done with maybe one less.  love my parents, but I really appreciate my apartment and my own independence here in ann arbor.  i love it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you, jules, for getting me addicted to amanda marshall "let it rain".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(ps, I love my girls!!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8090021-114827081436039168?l=amsulli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amsulli.blogspot.com/feeds/114827081436039168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8090021&amp;postID=114827081436039168&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8090021/posts/default/114827081436039168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8090021/posts/default/114827081436039168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amsulli.blogspot.com/2006/05/why-i-love-ann-arbor.html' title='why I love ann arbor...'/><author><name>amsulli</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8090021.post-114663588642240319</id><published>2006-05-03T01:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T22:30:02.166-04:00</updated><title type='text'>hmmm, can I really keep this up??</title><content type='html'>So, in an attempt to keep in touch with people from afar over the summer... I think I'm actually going to start posting on this thing again.  More than livejournal.  Cause you know, the livejournal thing didn't last very long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: This is what college kids do when they're bored and done with juries and finals:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3470/264/1600/100_0772.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3470/264/320/100_0772.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I came across this thing on a random day that I got sent home from Stucchi's and went to Julie's to be bored... and it's funny how much crap I posted.  ...and how much of it is still true.  For example, refer, ironically, to the post that I put up exactly a year ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I finally learned how to dance... well sort of, if you count the SAI formal w/ Mattie&lt;br /&gt;-I still love to dance and sing around to music, but now it's more like country with Julie.&lt;br /&gt;-I still can't go without touching my hair for more than two seconds when dancing or doing anything else.  like breathing.&lt;br /&gt;-I still wish I could tan without getting sunpoisoning&lt;br /&gt;-I still wish I could sew&lt;br /&gt;-I HAD a cat in my apartment for a week, and it didn't exactly turn out as planned... I want a kitten I can raise with normal mannerisms.&lt;br /&gt;-Daisies are still pretty sweet, but I think lillies and irises and roses are a little bit better ;)&lt;br /&gt;-there's no such thing as liking the color pink, or sex and the city too much!!&lt;br /&gt;-there was never anything wrong with country music, or singing the harmony when it's not there.&lt;br /&gt;-I still wish I could wake up in the morning and see without contacts or glasses.&lt;br /&gt;-I finally got used to the water that comes out of the fridge @ home.&lt;br /&gt;-I'm obsessed with milk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there's that.  and that's all I have the energy for tomorrow.  I have to monitor an eating contest tomorrow... peter and ben are crazy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8090021-114663588642240319?l=amsulli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amsulli.blogspot.com/feeds/114663588642240319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8090021&amp;postID=114663588642240319&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8090021/posts/default/114663588642240319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8090021/posts/default/114663588642240319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amsulli.blogspot.com/2006/05/hmmm-can-i-really-keep-this-up.html' title='hmmm, can I really keep this up??'/><author><name>amsulli</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
