<?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-3977721</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:02:33.418-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Convos galore!</title><subtitle type='html'>AIM and MSN convos that highly amuse me, feat. the batshit insane hooligans I call my friends.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://convosgalore.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977721/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://convosgalore.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>sycorax</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>57</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977721.post-115759471512136738</id><published>2006-09-06T21:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T16:14:43.386-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hey, remember the convos blog?Miranda: mma! thank god LMAOEmma: LMAO okay tellMiranda: of summer school?Emma: of everything that has occured since we last spokeEmma: including summer schoolMiranda: summer school... is a festering cespool of horror, a blazing inferno of fear and idiocy, IT'S DANTE'S FREAKING NINTH LEVELMiranda: HELL, you understand.*Miranda: you could be like "i had a cheese </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977721/posts/default/115759471512136738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977721/posts/default/115759471512136738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://convosgalore.blogspot.com/2006_09_03_archive.html#115759471512136738' title=''/><author><name>sycorax</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977721.post-114254895421589516</id><published>2006-03-16T17:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T19:58:09.116-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>once upon a time, there was a little town called hollywood. hollywood liked to make movies. some were good, but most sucked. then, somebody realized that the sucky ones make the most money. and in this little town, they started making more and more sucky, obvious, stupidly simple excuses for OMGACTION.many years went by.then, on a particular day in 2004, in a particular canadian town, a new movie</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977721/posts/default/114254895421589516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977721/posts/default/114254895421589516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://convosgalore.blogspot.com/2006_03_12_archive.html#114254895421589516' title=''/><author><name>sycorax</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977721.post-112422116791511663</id><published>2005-08-16T15:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T15:39:27.920-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Because Dylan convos never, never, EVER get old.emma: dude you ARE willy wonka, what with the whole hating kids thing dylan: lol dylan: he hats kids and parents dylan: im the king of the fairies. i have been perfecting how to scare my roomate out of the room for calalge. liek i will be threatning to fuck him up the ass if he tells me to go to bed. before i go to bed i will put a condem on the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977721/posts/default/112422116791511663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977721/posts/default/112422116791511663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://convosgalore.blogspot.com/2005_08_14_archive.html#112422116791511663' title=''/><author><name>sycorax</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977721.post-112361987328721696</id><published>2005-08-09T16:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T16:42:12.616-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>(yes, I know it's been five years since I updated. it's YOUR fault for not being funny. YOU. YOUUUU. to make up, a bunch of little convos.)amelia: what's the WV mascot, anyway?emma: I seriously will give you three guessesamelia: ohh rightamelia: mountaineersalso, the ongoing saga of that cute boy from my ap class who happens to be a total fundie:emma: the problem is he's one of the relient k </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977721/posts/default/112361987328721696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977721/posts/default/112361987328721696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://convosgalore.blogspot.com/2005_08_07_archive.html#112361987328721696' title=''/><author><name>sycorax</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977721.post-110774433653285724</id><published>2005-02-06T21:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-06T21:45:36.533-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>(on the phooone)amelier: Now I want waffles, you should die for making me want waffles!emma: You think I don't want waffles? I want waffles. I'm having an apple, hee.amelier: ..who has THAT?!emma: HEY. An apple a day keeps the doctor away.amelier: Heeeee hee hee. You know what keeps the doctor away? NOT GOING. Heeeeeee hee hee hee--emma: Is there something wrong with you?amelier: (soberly</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977721/posts/default/110774433653285724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977721/posts/default/110774433653285724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://convosgalore.blogspot.com/2005_02_06_archive.html#110774433653285724' title=''/><author><name>sycorax</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977721.post-110106322871657222</id><published>2004-11-21T13:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-21T13:55:33.456-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>emma: damnit, I don't wanna go talk to fricking dylan tonight :Pemma: maybe he won't be there or somethingMiranda: heheMiranda: wear a hood and hide in itemma: hahahemma: "hi... emma? hi" "SHHH"Miranda: and then when he's like "emma!" you can be all "who is emma, i dont know anyone by that name" *pulls hood over face*emma: LMAOemma: okay that is just FUNNY</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977721/posts/default/110106322871657222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977721/posts/default/110106322871657222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://convosgalore.blogspot.com/2004_11_21_archive.html#110106322871657222' title=''/><author><name>sycorax</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977721.post-109984520909520198</id><published>2004-11-07T11:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-07T11:37:09.600-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This is my first major attempt at a Regina/Sars-like phone convo. ack called me up during pat's band practice, simply to torture me with their stirring renditions of celebrated songs by the Stones, the Beatles and Creedence Clearwater Revival. we proceeded to cross-chat over several modes of communication.ack on AIM: okay now you're gonna sit on the desk...mma on AIM: this is pretty much the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977721/posts/default/109984520909520198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977721/posts/default/109984520909520198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://convosgalore.blogspot.com/2004_11_07_archive.html#109984520909520198' title=''/><author><name>sycorax</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977721.post-109943780010758578</id><published>2004-11-02T18:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-02T18:23:20.110-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>june: did you read about r. kelly getting pepper-sprayed?emma: :O NO I DID NOTjune: schadenfreudalicious!!emma: I read about the tour getting fucked upemma: pepper-sprayed?! by WHOM?!june: umm hang on i'm looking for the articlejune: it was a member of jay z's entourage!!!!emma: DUDE THAT ROCKS SO HARDjune: he also sprayed kelly's bodyguardsemma: r. kelly has such shitloads of bad karma coming </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977721/posts/default/109943780010758578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977721/posts/default/109943780010758578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://convosgalore.blogspot.com/2004_10_31_archive.html#109943780010758578' title=''/><author><name>sycorax</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977721.post-109823221081934351</id><published>2004-10-19T20:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-19T20:30:10.820-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>emma: HAHAHA WHAT THE HELLemma: okay I'll stop now I swearemma: I seriously think I'm gonna friend this dude thoughjune: JEEBUS emmaamelia: MMA NOOOOOamelia: you can't friend a JEEBUS FREAK :|emma: BUT HE'S SO ENTERTAININGemma: and he posts entries about kids with no ears!!june: where do you FIND this stuff?amelia: i do NOT want to know what's on mma's google history ;)emma: LMAOjune: HEEemma: I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977721/posts/default/109823221081934351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977721/posts/default/109823221081934351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://convosgalore.blogspot.com/2004_10_17_archive.html#109823221081934351' title=''/><author><name>sycorax</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977721.post-109728966805535298</id><published>2004-10-08T22:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-08T22:42:22.776-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>emma: omgwtfbbq, it's MDSamelia: hee!amelia: is mma a mountaineer?amelia: ;)emma: LMAOemma : god fucking mountaineer bullshit, I hate itamelia: MMMMMMMMOUNTAINEEEEEEEERRRRRRRRRRRRRemma: it's EVERYWHERE hereamelia: when i think mountaineer, i think of like... the alps... or something LMAOemma: you mock, but there's a football cheer that goes "LET'S GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO MOUNTAINEERS! LET'S </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977721/posts/default/109728966805535298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977721/posts/default/109728966805535298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://convosgalore.blogspot.com/2004_10_03_archive.html#109728966805535298' title=''/><author><name>sycorax</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977721.post-109527532603191654</id><published>2004-09-15T15:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-15T20:07:08.703-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>(on Joaquin "TEH UNMITIGATED SEX!!" Phoenix.)emma: damn he's prettyjune: he's got the dark twisted ugly-sexy thing GOIN' ONemma: TOtallyemma: he's all mysterious and stuffjune: SO much hotter than prettyboy river, no disrespect for the dead meantemma: LMAOjune: joaquin is... suxlyemma: whooaaemma: totallyjune: i want to keep him tied up in my crawlspaceemma: LMAOemma: can I visit him</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977721/posts/default/109527532603191654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977721/posts/default/109527532603191654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://convosgalore.blogspot.com/2004_09_12_archive.html#109527532603191654' title=''/><author><name>sycorax</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977721.post-109364860760839816</id><published>2004-08-27T19:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-27T19:31:32.786-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Some of you may remember that that harrowing little tasteless worm, my beautiful intelligent talented most bestest friend in the whole world amelier, refuses to acknowledge the beauty and grace that is a thirty-one-year-old Neil Patrick Harris. Well, the situation has finally been resolved. I also might add that until our deal, I hated OutKast with the fire of a thousand burning nuns.amelia: oh</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977721/posts/default/109364860760839816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977721/posts/default/109364860760839816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://convosgalore.blogspot.com/2004_08_22_archive.html#109364860760839816' title=''/><author><name>sycorax</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977721.post-109355440494167430</id><published>2004-08-26T17:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-26T17:07:33.663-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>june: dear. lord.june: http://www.livejournal.com/community/christ_slash/june: jesus and judas slashemma: that isn't what I think it is. right?emma: OH GODjune: GOOD GODemma: god, even if it's Jesus Christ Superstar instead of like the Bible or something... THAT IS TERRIBLEjune:  "I don't see enough Biblical Slash, and demand more."june: O_oemma: LMAOjune: umm... that's a good thing?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977721/posts/default/109355440494167430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977721/posts/default/109355440494167430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://convosgalore.blogspot.com/2004_08_22_archive.html#109355440494167430' title=''/><author><name>sycorax</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977721.post-109260159265314262</id><published>2004-08-15T16:25:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-15T16:29:44.110-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Okay, so ummm... what the HELL did Dylan mean by this?Dylan: you have a sexy body inclass unlikeme/emma\: I do?/emma\: news to meDylan: ask gwyndaf and he wil tell you/emma\: :|Dylan: lol...does that mean what I think it does?because if it does? I have to move. right now.EW.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977721/posts/default/109260159265314262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977721/posts/default/109260159265314262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://convosgalore.blogspot.com/2004_08_15_archive.html#109260159265314262' title=''/><author><name>sycorax</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977721.post-109216781094644441</id><published>2004-08-10T15:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-10T15:56:50.946-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>(here's an old school one, brought on by random readings of old convos with people...)Emma: LMAO my father fell for a pop-up the other day... did I tell you this?Amelier: LMAO NO!Amelier: TELL MEEEEEEmma: it popped up and he was like "hey! this thing just said I won a free $25 certificate!" and he was SERIOUSEmma: I was like AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAmelier: LMAOAmelier: what was he doing, reading star </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977721/posts/default/109216781094644441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977721/posts/default/109216781094644441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://convosgalore.blogspot.com/2004_08_08_archive.html#109216781094644441' title=''/><author><name>sycorax</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977721.post-109158260948544205</id><published>2004-08-03T21:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-03T21:23:29.486-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Neuroses: A Three Part Mini-Opera(that’s a “March of the Falsettos” reference, by the way, for our readers not up on their William Finn.)Part One./emma\: I wish I knew Mikey better so I could email him and ask how opening night went-amelia-: well the only way to get to know him better is to talk to him :)/emma\: but but but/emma\: I would look all clingy and "awwww she's only 15" and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977721/posts/default/109158260948544205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977721/posts/default/109158260948544205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://convosgalore.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109158260948544205' title=''/><author><name>sycorax</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977721.post-108897643808601498</id><published>2004-07-04T17:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-27T19:19:13.436-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>okay, this one is kinda long. Worth it, though. (in my opinion.)(note: throughout this, my MSN name is "yeah, okay, I think Neil Patrick Harris is sexy, all right? let the stoning commence.")Ack: oh! before you're taken away from me. NEIL PATRICK HARRIS?!Emma: LMAO NOT YOU TOOEmma: look, he's PRETTY NOW!Ack: isn't he the one from DOOGIE HOWSER?Emma: not anymore!!Ack: but that is him, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977721/posts/default/108897643808601498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977721/posts/default/108897643808601498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://convosgalore.blogspot.com/2004_07_04_archive.html#108897643808601498' title=''/><author><name>sycorax</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977721.post-108672978650210920</id><published>2004-06-08T17:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-08T17:23:06.503-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>june: uh oh it's started. i just got googled for "crush on daniel radcliffe"Emma: oh here we go. hee.Emma: next it'll be all "pedophilia+daniel radcliffe"june: STOP itjune: i promise never to put both those words in the same entryEmma: you better not *shakes finger*june: i swear i have never had really icky thoughts like thatjune: i just like to look at his pretty, pretty faceEmma: pretty, pretty</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977721/posts/default/108672978650210920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977721/posts/default/108672978650210920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://convosgalore.blogspot.com/2004_06_06_archive.html#108672978650210920' title=''/><author><name>sycorax</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977721.post-108363662274831461</id><published>2004-05-03T22:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-03T22:16:08.873-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Cate: Well, if your baby has a similar name then at least make it one that makes sense.Emma: I know... this obsession with uniqueness of names is getting sillyEmma: it's one thing to name your child Emily or Katie, it's an entirely different thing to name them ShaneomaquisoshamachongCate: I'd rather see another Kaitlyn than a LaMacShyrhisahbella.Emma: haha ohh your fake name was better(we're </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977721/posts/default/108363662274831461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977721/posts/default/108363662274831461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://convosgalore.blogspot.com/2004_05_02_archive.html#108363662274831461' title=''/><author><name>sycorax</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977721.post-108286380498788093</id><published>2004-04-24T23:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-24T23:34:09.326-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Miranda.: i actually enjoy the chicken caesar salad at mcdonalds *sheepish grin*{emma}: ehehe I've never had it! it sounds good thoughMiranda.: t'is, but yeah, that dressing is fattening{emma}: dressing usually is haha... I mean, I am a WHORE for ranch dressing and I'm still like "ahhh fat fat fat" whenever I eat itMiranda.: lmao yeah, somehow i just don't think of dressings as fattening! i'm </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977721/posts/default/108286380498788093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977721/posts/default/108286380498788093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://convosgalore.blogspot.com/2004_04_18_archive.html#108286380498788093' title=''/><author><name>sycorax</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977721.post-108190551532804954</id><published>2004-04-13T21:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-13T21:22:25.013-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Entire convo included to emphasize the COMPLETE randomness.Dylan: i have bin lissening to "yeah" for the last hour.+emma+: that's a little frighteningDylan: i had only 2 work out of 10 diferent ones+emma+: that sucks... do you have limewire?Dylan: and i am not looking for a "clean virsion" i have no idea why she wonts it i mean its all about this guy fucking this gurl prity muchDylan: nope+emma</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977721/posts/default/108190551532804954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977721/posts/default/108190551532804954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://convosgalore.blogspot.com/2004_04_11_archive.html#108190551532804954' title=''/><author><name>sycorax</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977721.post-108180242494893194</id><published>2004-04-12T16:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-12T16:44:12.780-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[Aldona]:  I was on earlyer, and I got mad at Dylan.+emma+: what did he say? :([Aldona]: He dosn't like pink.+emma+: oh I see[Aldona]: I asked him what was rong with pink, and he said he didn't like it because it is pink.[Aldona]: he didn't have a reson.[Aldona]: :@+emma+: LOL[Aldona]: its your turn to start a subject.Oooookay.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977721/posts/default/108180242494893194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977721/posts/default/108180242494893194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://convosgalore.blogspot.com/2004_04_11_archive.html#108180242494893194' title=''/><author><name>sycorax</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977721.post-107445870280721262</id><published>2004-01-18T15:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-18T15:46:58.170-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Emma: brb, I want my MINTY CHAPSTICKEmma: (random caps because it's awesome)Amelier: minty chapstick=scaryEmma: it makes my lips burn!Emma: okay really brb nowAmelier: LMAO you fucking masochist... "random caps because it's awesome.... it makes my lips burn!"</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977721/posts/default/107445870280721262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977721/posts/default/107445870280721262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://convosgalore.blogspot.com/2004_01_18_archive.html#107445870280721262' title=''/><author><name>sycorax</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977721.post-106998879101047840</id><published>2003-11-27T22:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-27T22:07:36.530-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A Very Special convos blog post... vava admits that he smokes!!Amelier: do you smoke?VaVaVirgil: i'm a robot. i don't smoke. Amelier: the hell you don'tVaVaVirgil: interesting... Amelier: you're like *puff puff* VaVaVirgil: yeah? Amelier: yeah VaVaVirgil: yup!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977721/posts/default/106998879101047840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977721/posts/default/106998879101047840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://convosgalore.blogspot.com/2003_11_23_archive.html#106998879101047840' title=''/><author><name>sycorax</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977721.post-106912038573365819</id><published>2003-11-17T20:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-17T20:53:38.606-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Emma: you're so sympathetic.smarterchild: Sympathetically said! You must be sympathetic too.Emma: or maybe you're just pathetic, who knows.smarterchild: What do you mean, maybe I'm Just Pathetic who knows?Emma: of course, there's also the remote possibility you're just dumb as a box of rocks.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977721/posts/default/106912038573365819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977721/posts/default/106912038573365819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://convosgalore.blogspot.com/2003_11_16_archive.html#106912038573365819' title=''/><author><name>sycorax</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977721.post-106869223231395711</id><published>2003-11-12T21:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-12T21:57:38.686-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>(june’s and my weekly discussion of ER)june: when i saw the preemie last week i totally shouted "rex the wonder preemie!" tvwop is a bad influence.Emma: dude me tooEmma: my mother was like "what the hell?" and then I had to explain the whole Rex thingjune: hahajune: luckily i was alone. i'm sure i sounded insane.june: but then again shouting with no one else in the room IS somewhat crazy. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977721/posts/default/106869223231395711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977721/posts/default/106869223231395711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://convosgalore.blogspot.com/2003_11_09_archive.html#106869223231395711' title=''/><author><name>sycorax</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977721.post-106549963594027393</id><published>2003-10-07T00:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-07T00:07:16.003-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Catey: wow, the ads have gone from telling me I might have spyware on my computer to telling me I do have spyware on my computer. what will they do next? Tell me I more than have it on my computer?Emma: you know what I think is funny? when they have one pop-up ad telling me I'm the millionth visitor to the website, and another one telling me I'm the 1000th or somethingCatey: Why are there so many</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977721/posts/default/106549963594027393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977721/posts/default/106549963594027393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://convosgalore.blogspot.com/2003_10_05_archive.html#106549963594027393' title=''/><author><name>sycorax</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977721.post-106515698007029291</id><published>2003-10-03T00:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-03T00:56:20.276-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Amelier: june and i decided that all andrews are gay…Emma: I bet Rush Limbaugh's real name is Andrew... c'mon, who names their child Rush and the guy's obviously got sexual identity problemsAmelier: ROFLOLAmelier: god i hate that guyAmelier: i hope he gets hit by a trainEmma: ohmygod me tooEmma: LMAO remember Spike? from Anne?Amelier: lmao yaw?Emma: his parents LOVED Rush LimbaughAmelier: </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977721/posts/default/106515698007029291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977721/posts/default/106515698007029291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://convosgalore.blogspot.com/2003_09_28_archive.html#106515698007029291' title=''/><author><name>sycorax</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977721.post-106417585141301526</id><published>2003-09-21T16:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-21T16:24:11.250-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Emma: he went back to his classic channel...fucking 20 year old football gamesAckmelier: lmaoAckmelier: that is seriously the lamest thing...Emma: how many times have I told him, you already know the outcome! what's the point in watching it? You know who won!Ackmelier: maybe he never saw it the first time ;)Emma: LMAO his excuse is lamer than thatEmma: he says "it's a classic!"Ackmelier: </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977721/posts/default/106417585141301526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977721/posts/default/106417585141301526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://convosgalore.blogspot.com/2003_09_21_archive.html#106417585141301526' title=''/><author><name>sycorax</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977721.post-106407640510029444</id><published>2003-09-20T12:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-20T12:46:44.660-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>VaVaVirgil: hey, can u tell me one reason y smoking isn't stupid?Emma: it's funVaVaVirgil: smoking can make u sick!!Emma: I love smoking!VaVaVirgil: i wish u wouldn't. it's bad for u.Emma: do you smoke?VaVaVirgil: cigarettes can cut 15 2 25 years of your life.sockmonkey49523: I think you smokeVaVaVirgil: i'm programmed not 2 smoke.Emma: you're a smoker, aren't you?VaVaVirgil: cigarettes can make </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977721/posts/default/106407640510029444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977721/posts/default/106407640510029444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://convosgalore.blogspot.com/2003_09_14_archive.html#106407640510029444' title=''/><author><name>sycorax</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977721.post-106333612555862300</id><published>2003-09-11T23:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-11T23:08:45.606-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>(talking about exchange student countries acky could go to)Emma: hee Denmark! Denmark is the mma heritageAmelier: lmao i know, i was like hee!Emma: ahem: "gpr som jeg grp!! glem de marhe timer og hush kun de lyse timer!" &lt;&lt;--family motto, mama's side of familyAmelier: what's it mean?Amelier: "fuck you, i'm going to guam!"?Emma: ROFLOL</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977721/posts/default/106333612555862300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977721/posts/default/106333612555862300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://convosgalore.blogspot.com/2003_09_07_archive.html#106333612555862300' title=''/><author><name>sycorax</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977721.post-106271312152766040</id><published>2003-09-04T18:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-04T18:05:21.486-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>(reading stupid internet diaries with june, who I believe is making her debut in this blog)Emma: "88. what's the best feeling in the world? to b lurfed. esp by e person whom u lurf too " I'm glad to see romance isn't deadjune: call hallmark, they'll want that on a cardEmma: ROFLOL *chokes on chocolate*june: the brainless 12-year old market is tragically under-represented in the greeting card </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977721/posts/default/106271312152766040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977721/posts/default/106271312152766040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://convosgalore.blogspot.com/2003_08_31_archive.html#106271312152766040' title=''/><author><name>sycorax</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977721.post-105918495598540305</id><published>2003-07-25T22:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-25T22:02:35.840-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Amelier: duuuuude i heart origin of loveEmma: what's with all that duuuuding all of a sudden? Amelier: i told you, i am insaneAmelier: deal with it or turn me awayAmelier: ;) Emma: LMAO I renounce you! ;) Amelier: *sniff* okay then self, let's ignore mma, what do you think of that? Amelier: why, i think it's a wonderful idea! Amelier: *hums to self*Amelier: woww, you hum so prettilyAmelier: thank</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977721/posts/default/105918495598540305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977721/posts/default/105918495598540305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://convosgalore.blogspot.com/2003_07_20_archive.html#105918495598540305' title=''/><author><name>sycorax</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977721.post-105778162990143996</id><published>2003-07-09T16:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-09T16:13:49.913-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>(Catey is at camp; it is my birthday)Cate: today is Cross-Dressing day, which is really weirdEmma: LMAO Cross-Dressing Day! My favorite day of the year! ;)Cate: Jesse and Megan (not Megan from my hall, another hall) switched places, and it's weirdCate: I didn't participate, because it was just too weird watching guys fighting over brasEmma: LMAOEmma: I shall never forget that July 9th is </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977721/posts/default/105778162990143996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977721/posts/default/105778162990143996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://convosgalore.blogspot.com/2003_07_06_archive.html#105778162990143996' title=''/><author><name>sycorax</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977721.post-105675322969865603</id><published>2003-06-27T18:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-27T18:33:49.683-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>(multiple games of MASH (Mansion, Apartment, Shack, House). We're so mature.)Amelier: You will live in Shack. You will drive a black vauxhall.  You will marry alan rickman and have 1 kids.  You will be a writer in los angeles. Emma/mmer: you will have 1 kids, how grammatically correctAmelier: well hey, i will live in ShackAmelier: good thing it doesn't say shaq, eh? Amelier: ;) Emma/mmer: lmao </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977721/posts/default/105675322969865603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977721/posts/default/105675322969865603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://convosgalore.blogspot.com/2003_06_22_archive.html#105675322969865603' title=''/><author><name>sycorax</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977721.post-95132673</id><published>2003-05-31T18:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-31T18:15:02.403-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>(as soon as I got home from the MTC show and got online)Shea: u like?Emma: very much so!Emma: t'was funnyShea: yupEmma: I'm scarred for life by the sight of you in that wig though ;)Shea: i figured you’d be more scared of me in tightsShea: but...Emma: LMAOEmma: that too, of courseEmma: Tyler in tights is scarier. Don't tell him I said this, but he has ugly legs! :-/Shea: "we're men......we're </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977721/posts/default/95132673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977721/posts/default/95132673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://convosgalore.blogspot.com/2003_05_25_archive.html#95132673' title=''/><author><name>sycorax</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977721.post-94921591</id><published>2003-05-26T22:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-26T22:48:53.973-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Emma: hahahah Shanleigh just sent me one of her forwards, "how hot are you?"Emma: Wanna see how hot you are? ;)Amelier: LMAO okay!Amelier: ;)Amelier: "you are a hideous beast; are you sure you're human?"Amelier: ;)Emma: I'm actually taking it lmaoAmelier: well send it to me when you're doneAmelier: :-DEmma: so far I am "sexy" and "romantic". Emma: "1. Do you have dark or light hair?"Amelier: uhhh</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977721/posts/default/94921591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977721/posts/default/94921591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://convosgalore.blogspot.com/2003_05_25_archive.html#94921591' title=''/><author><name>sycorax</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977721.post-94557572</id><published>2003-05-18T21:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-18T21:38:14.900-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Introducing the very first non-Internet convo I've had in this damn diary! These two small conversations were held after the recital, while cleaning up.(loading folding chairs into the van)Ana's Dad: Dylan, get in there [the van] and help us load the chairs.Aldona: Why Dylan? He's not the smallest one.Me: No, but he's the dumbest, if we crush him with chairs it doesn't matter!(talking about </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977721/posts/default/94557572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977721/posts/default/94557572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://convosgalore.blogspot.com/2003_05_18_archive.html#94557572' title=''/><author><name>sycorax</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977721.post-93683198</id><published>2003-05-02T21:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-02T21:52:35.023-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[looking at dance leotards for me to buy]Acky: whoa, the one in column one, third one down... now THAT is some crazy shitEmma: LMAOAcky: get that one!Acky: ;)Acky: fucking strangle yourself or something!Emma: LMAO!Emma: One portabras in that thing and I'd be done for! ;)Acky: one what?Acky: lmaoEmma: It's a thingy in ballet where you like do a backbend almost except you don't go down to the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977721/posts/default/93683198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977721/posts/default/93683198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://convosgalore.blogspot.com/2003_04_27_archive.html#93683198' title=''/><author><name>sycorax</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977721.post-92758613</id><published>2003-04-17T00:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-04-17T00:21:55.920-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dylan: liz finally stopped by with the monolog today. she came when ana and aldona were here and no parents and ana and i came up from downstairs .i have no idea what she thought but whatever it was it couldn't be goodEmma: LMAODylan: liz wont say anything tomorrow, it wouldn't be her place to. i wish i could play with her mind with that though.THE HELL?! OK, let me try to understand this. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977721/posts/default/92758613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977721/posts/default/92758613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://convosgalore.blogspot.com/2003_04_13_archive.html#92758613' title=''/><author><name>sycorax</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977721.post-92465337</id><published>2003-04-11T23:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-04-11T23:12:02.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Emma: Did you and Dylan fight?Shenli: Lets just say Dylan is a 2 faced jerk, who will probably disses everyone except Ana behind their back, and tells lies about themEmma: Probably Ana too, if it makes you feel any better. I've never caught him in the act but why would he exclude her?Shenli: Ana is perfection to Dylan. He would die for her. He worships the ground she walks on, and every other </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977721/posts/default/92465337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977721/posts/default/92465337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://convosgalore.blogspot.com/2003_04_06_archive.html#92465337' title=''/><author><name>sycorax</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977721.post-92179633</id><published>2003-04-07T18:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-04-07T18:50:40.936-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Emma: Damned computer.Emma: *kicks it*Emma: *senses that arsenic is about to be introduced into the conversation again* ;)Cate: ::does not mention arsenic::Cate: Darn.Emma: Sorry, washing dishes now :DCate: Evil.Cate: Give them some x soap.Cate: People just want free x.Emma: You can say that again!Cate: I am not aware of any convenient x sellers, though.Emma: There aren't any licensed x dealers? </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977721/posts/default/92179633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977721/posts/default/92179633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://convosgalore.blogspot.com/2003_04_06_archive.html#92179633' title=''/><author><name>sycorax</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977721.post-92048632</id><published>2003-04-05T13:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-04-05T13:01:31.373-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Rachel: i have an egg :DEmma: Eggs are good.Rachel: eggs=goodRachel: LOL yesEmma: EheheheEmma: We're psychicRachel: LMAOEmma: Or we both think eggs are goodEmma: Either oneRachel: no we're on the same arnal .....wtf was that word again? arnal..astral...plane ;)Emma: LMAO arnalRachel: LMAOEmma: I think it's astral.Rachel: i think it's astralEmma: AHAHAHARachel: because astral sounds rightRachel: </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977721/posts/default/92048632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977721/posts/default/92048632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://convosgalore.blogspot.com/2003_03_30_archive.html#92048632' title=''/><author><name>sycorax</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977721.post-91849697</id><published>2003-04-02T11:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-04-02T11:05:25.856-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Emma: Wow. It's been exactly one year since my diary was reviewed by DiaryReviews, and they thought it sucked.Cate: LOL. Go back and yell at them and give them arsenic?Cate: ;-)Emma: Along the lines of "Hey beee-otches! It's been one year and now I have 23 whole readers! Beat that! Love, Emma.", and then I'd spring on them with the arsenic?Cate: What about the partial readers?Cate: Or the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977721/posts/default/91849697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977721/posts/default/91849697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://convosgalore.blogspot.com/2003_03_30_archive.html#91849697' title=''/><author><name>sycorax</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977721.post-91030935</id><published>2003-03-19T21:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-19T21:49:03.590-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Rachel: "Supposedly when a person dreams about another, you're on an astral plane with them. Sort of like ESP."Rachel: so um...that means that you can make them dream about you..?Emma: Whoa, that's weirdRachel: LMAO AHAHHAHAHA *has obviously made joe dream about me for a month*Rachel: AHHAHAHAHAHAH I bet i'm torturing him!Rachel: AHAHHAHAHARachel: *will make him dream about me tonight too*Rachel:</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977721/posts/default/91030935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977721/posts/default/91030935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://convosgalore.blogspot.com/2003_03_16_archive.html#91030935' title=''/><author><name>sycorax</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977721.post-90376687</id><published>2003-03-08T19:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-10T15:29:20.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Shea's current Away message:"Food is good, not always great, but it is what it is, on my plate, now i must eat, so you bug off, i am hungry, like a sloth...*shrugs*"Bwahaha. I laughed insanely for like five minutes after I read that. I think it's the *shrug* that got me.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977721/posts/default/90376687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977721/posts/default/90376687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://convosgalore.blogspot.com/2003_03_02_archive.html#90376687' title=''/><author><name>sycorax</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977721.post-89471283</id><published>2003-02-20T21:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-20T21:49:51.906-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Emma: Do you watch the Daily Show on Comedy Central channel? F'ing HYSTERICALShea: yupEmma: I have a big crush on Jon Stewart hahaShea: lolShea: he's actually good looking......(from a guy to a guy)Emma: LMAOEmma: And he's married. Bah to that.That's what I like about Shea. You can talk about guys with him. Haha.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977721/posts/default/89471283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977721/posts/default/89471283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://convosgalore.blogspot.com/2003_02_16_archive.html#89471283' title=''/><author><name>sycorax</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977721.post-89273765</id><published>2003-02-17T20:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-17T20:25:44.566-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Emma(/Mma): No lust-filled crushes are actually better. Lust-filled crushes always end badly.Emma: But why the hell not! Hahaaaa! I feel so freeeeee!Amelier(/Ack): lmaoEmma: Being in crush is kinda like going nuts, isn't it?Amelier: KINDA!?Ah, the simple joys of maidenhood. Mwahaha.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977721/posts/default/89273765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977721/posts/default/89273765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://convosgalore.blogspot.com/2003_02_16_archive.html#89273765' title=''/><author><name>sycorax</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977721.post-89273682</id><published>2003-02-17T20:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-17T20:24:30.456-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dylan: what did you think of chicagoEmma: I thought it was terrificDylan: i went friday with ana and aldonaEmma: Yeah. I heard.Dylan: like after every song i wonted to clap but b4 i did i realized no one eles was and those are not real peeps up thereEmma: LMAO me tooDylan: we realy should of all went together so we could ofEmma: Yeah, we should have!Dylan: we need to laterEmma: Yeah, you really </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977721/posts/default/89273682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977721/posts/default/89273682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://convosgalore.blogspot.com/2003_02_16_archive.html#89273682' title=''/><author><name>sycorax</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977721.post-87508079</id><published>2003-01-15T20:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-15T20:55:01.420-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Emma: Heh, I like the new profile. I changed mine too, but mine is just fairly lame.Cate: One day I'll wake up and realize I don't have any more profile ideas. :-DEmma: LOL!Emma: Sad day, sad day :-DCate: I think it'll be a few years off, at least...Emma: Yes, I think so.Cate: I have enough ideas at the moment for at least ten or twenty more profiles.Emma: And you'll come up with more, too!Cate: </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977721/posts/default/87508079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977721/posts/default/87508079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://convosgalore.blogspot.com/2003_01_12_archive.html#87508079' title=''/><author><name>sycorax</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977721.post-87248556</id><published>2003-01-10T22:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-10T22:34:38.506-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ana: do you know about [G] and me?Emma: I didn't know there was anything to know. So, no, I don't know.Ana: Well I guess you shouldAt this point I was expecting to be told G and Ana were going out or something. My thoughts pretty much consisted of "NOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!"Ana: I liked him very much, last summerAna: Told him, and things didn't work out,Ana: like, he was kind of rudeAna: and so.......</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977721/posts/default/87248556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977721/posts/default/87248556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://convosgalore.blogspot.com/2003_01_05_archive.html#87248556' title=''/><author><name>sycorax</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977721.post-87248216</id><published>2003-01-10T22:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-10T22:24:50.243-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Shenli: hiEmma: Hey, what's up?Shenli: Dylan is being mean to meShe described how exactly Dylan was mean to her in great detail. Something about being weird and being different and Dylan getting offline suddenly and Shenli blocked him and stuff. I dunno.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977721/posts/default/87248216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977721/posts/default/87248216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://convosgalore.blogspot.com/2003_01_05_archive.html#87248216' title=''/><author><name>sycorax</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977721.post-86571239</id><published>2002-12-26T22:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-12-26T22:18:38.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Emma: Adam and I were kindred spirits, damn itEmma: Sigh.Amelia: i wish i could hunt them down, kidnap them, and put them in cute little boxes with air holes, and mail them to youHere's your damn comment, Amelier. Forgetful me, not updating this thing for weeks and then forgetting poor Acky's comment. Hasn't she suffered enough?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977721/posts/default/86571239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977721/posts/default/86571239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://convosgalore.blogspot.com/2002_12_22_archive.html#86571239' title=''/><author><name>sycorax</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977721.post-85408339</id><published>2002-12-02T21:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-15T20:58:45.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dylan: and just to let you no hardly any one knows that ana and i am going out.and just to let you knwo that is how we were planing on keeping itEmma: Who else knows?He then went on to list about fifteen people who know. Why did he even tell me this? I wouldn't tell anyone, I don't care that much.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977721/posts/default/85408339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977721/posts/default/85408339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://convosgalore.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#85408339' title=''/><author><name>sycorax</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977721.post-85142368</id><published>2002-11-26T22:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-11-26T22:22:02.200-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mir: those Matts, always up to no goodEmma: I knowwwwMir: ahhhh well, there's no stopping itI know I've quoted that quote before, and I know also that last sentence was very redundant. I don't care, I fricking love Mir.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977721/posts/default/85142368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977721/posts/default/85142368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://convosgalore.blogspot.com/2002_11_24_archive.html#85142368' title=''/><author><name>sycorax</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977721.post-85140402</id><published>2002-11-26T21:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-11-26T21:39:40.480-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dylan: remeber mtc with meDylan: id get there at 1 every day to help hillaryEmma: Well that's cuz you kissed Hillary's ass in MTC. You know it's true.Haha oh man I have been wanting to say that for YEARS!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977721/posts/default/85140402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977721/posts/default/85140402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://convosgalore.blogspot.com/2002_11_24_archive.html#85140402' title=''/><author><name>sycorax</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977721.post-85140161</id><published>2002-11-26T21:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-11-26T21:34:06.680-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dylan: im dating ana. just thought you might want 2 noDude, like I care. Everyone thought you were before anyway, God knows you're obsessed with each other.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977721/posts/default/85140161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3977721/posts/default/85140161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://convosgalore.blogspot.com/2002_11_24_archive.html#85140161' title=''/><author><name>sycorax</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></entry></feed>
