<?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-9496264</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:38:52.809-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Like You Care</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiceitupwithmustard.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9496264/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiceitupwithmustard.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>siuwm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03183250805238837660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>7</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9496264.post-111121130393932337</id><published>2005-03-18T21:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-18T21:48:23.940-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dance Dance Dance</title><content type='html'>It's been a freakin' long time since I've done this.  Here goes.   I am performing with Koenig and Purtle for Lip Sync tomorrow night at 7 pm at the high school.  We are dancing, perhaps frolicing is a better term, to "I Feel Pretty."  It will be hysterical.  Purtle and myself will be in drag so come check us out.  Wink wink nudge nudge.  I'm now tired, I'll be back.  For now I will leave you with a quote.  "If cats always land on their feet and toast always lands butter side down then what would happen if you tied toast to the back of a cat and dropped it?" Stephen Wright&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9496264-111121130393932337?l=spiceitupwithmustard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiceitupwithmustard.blogspot.com/feeds/111121130393932337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9496264&amp;postID=111121130393932337' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9496264/posts/default/111121130393932337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9496264/posts/default/111121130393932337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiceitupwithmustard.blogspot.com/2005/03/dance-dance-dance.html' title='Dance Dance Dance'/><author><name>siuwm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03183250805238837660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9496264.post-110282678417582841</id><published>2004-12-11T19:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-11T20:46:24.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Like Sleeping On Air</title><content type='html'>So...I have no longer have a bed that I may call mine own. That is right it got thrown out today.  So I have the pleasure of spending the next 8 nights on a luxury aerobed. "That's right the Aerobed, Bob, try these finely crafted beds on for size.  It's like sleeping on air, back to you Bob." Excuse the extremely annoying interlude by Rod.  Anyway...I have no idea what else to write about.  I made callbacks for the musical, which rocks.  The callbacks are Monday and hopefully I will in turn get a good part in the show.  I think that is pretty much it for today. I'm tired and I still have to blow up by bed. I'm not joking neither, sad no?  PEACE OUT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9496264-110282678417582841?l=spiceitupwithmustard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiceitupwithmustard.blogspot.com/feeds/110282678417582841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9496264&amp;postID=110282678417582841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9496264/posts/default/110282678417582841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9496264/posts/default/110282678417582841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiceitupwithmustard.blogspot.com/2004/12/like-sleeping-on-air.html' title='Like Sleeping On Air'/><author><name>siuwm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03183250805238837660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9496264.post-110265010465362396</id><published>2004-12-09T19:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-09T19:41:44.653-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I DON'T KNOW HOW TO ENSTILL THE FEAR OF GOD IN YOU PEOPLE</title><content type='html'>      Yeah, so, Mr. Cheney is now a full-fledged ass.  He did not only yell at us today for one person's stupidity but had the audacity to threaten our grades right in front of us! But, enough on that. Today I auditioned for "Sound of Music" and I thought I did horribly but it doesn't seem to be the case.  Let me give you the play by play of what happened.&lt;br /&gt;             I walked in and handed them my audition sheet. It took no time at all for me to feel overly nervous. So I stood there and was asked by Mrs. Whitman, the chorus teacher, what kind of experience singing wise I had had. So I told her that I had dabbled and done the Easter Kintada(excuse my spelling).  Then Whit, Mrs. Whitman, nearly jumped out of her seat when she saw my email, and exclaimed "I love your email!"  So then La, Mr. Lamendola, called a Yetti. That's right, a Yetti, the white mythical beasts of the Himalayas. And proceeded to poke fun at my shoe size, 16 for anyone who doesn't know.  So I say that I sing bass and we made off. I then proceeded to butcher the song.  I really don't know why. But in the end I hit the hardest notes to hit and did halfway decent despite my feeling that I did horrible. SOOO when I was done I proceeded to stand there for a second at which point Whit goes "Why wasn't he in chorus, I might have to kill him, do you need him for the play?"  That made me feel much better after hearing those words.&lt;br /&gt;              So then I came home and enjoyed a little relaxation, worked on Chem homework, and moved some boxes into our barn. It was an awful/awesome day, I think.  But then again I am exhausted and not much that I am saying is making much sense.  Oh yeah, and I'm bleeding right now. I should probably get a band-aid or something.  I think that's it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9496264-110265010465362396?l=spiceitupwithmustard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiceitupwithmustard.blogspot.com/feeds/110265010465362396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9496264&amp;postID=110265010465362396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9496264/posts/default/110265010465362396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9496264/posts/default/110265010465362396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiceitupwithmustard.blogspot.com/2004/12/i-dont-know-how-to-enstill-fear-of-god.html' title='I DON&apos;T KNOW HOW TO ENSTILL THE FEAR OF GOD IN YOU PEOPLE'/><author><name>siuwm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03183250805238837660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9496264.post-110252832151032233</id><published>2004-12-08T12:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-08T09:52:01.510-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Almost Forgot</title><content type='html'>I got my first college acceptance letter yesterday! I got into Purdue's engineering program.  It's pretty awesome if I do say so myself. That is all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9496264-110252832151032233?l=spiceitupwithmustard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiceitupwithmustard.blogspot.com/feeds/110252832151032233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9496264&amp;postID=110252832151032233' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9496264/posts/default/110252832151032233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9496264/posts/default/110252832151032233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiceitupwithmustard.blogspot.com/2004/12/i-almost-forgot.html' title='I Almost Forgot'/><author><name>siuwm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03183250805238837660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9496264.post-110252782388601651</id><published>2004-12-08T12:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-08T09:43:43.886-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Hate Being Sick</title><content type='html'>I stayed home sick today and I must say that it sucks.  Hopefully I will feel better sooner rather than later. I got a lot of rest and sort of feel better but I still feel sick.  I'm also throughly bored at the moment. I have not been as bored as I am right now in a while.  All I hope is that I feel better tomorrow so that I can audition for the musical at the school.  Most of my house is now packed. My room still has the few things left on my nightstand, my clothes, and of course my stereo.  I'm sure that most people who read this know that I can't sleep without some sort of music.  It is now t-minus 9 days and counting till I move.  My mom wants to close on our house on the 17th in the morning and close on the new house the same day in the afternoon.  Therefore I will most likely leave from the house I live in now to go to school and go to the house that I'm moving into after school.  I almost forgot about the latest saga that I'm going through.  I swear that this stuff doesn't happen to anyone but me.  The water is gone at my house.  There is literally no water to use which in itself is disgusting.  I would have had to have gone to my aunt's and uncle's just to take a shower this morning. That and I have literally none of the clothes I like to wear in my possession at the moment because the water ran out in midwash of my clothes. How much does that suck? But I guess things could always be ten times worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9496264-110252782388601651?l=spiceitupwithmustard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiceitupwithmustard.blogspot.com/feeds/110252782388601651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9496264&amp;postID=110252782388601651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9496264/posts/default/110252782388601651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9496264/posts/default/110252782388601651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiceitupwithmustard.blogspot.com/2004/12/i-hate-being-sick.html' title='I Hate Being Sick'/><author><name>siuwm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03183250805238837660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9496264.post-110247810007885033</id><published>2004-12-07T19:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-07T19:55:00.080-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow I Feel Dumb</title><content type='html'>Hey Everybody. Ya, so i feel really retarded in math now. I swear that I could not do this Calc work for the life of me. But on the bright side I had no problems what so ever with my chem homework. Today was nice because we had a 2 hour delay. I tried to sleep but it really didn't work. I must say that I seriously think now that I might actually be sick. I have lost at least 8 pounds in less than a week. This is due to the overwhelming feeling to puke after I eat anything that might possibly be considered a good meal.  Also the fact that today when I was trying to feel better Mr. Cheney happened to not shower or something of that nature and stank really badly.  I felt like puking there and then.  But enough about stomach sickness.  My life is a living hell. I move, GOD WILLING, on the 17th and the saga will be that much closer to ending. I have to clean my room still and I am exhausted as is so perhaps I should stop doing this. One last thing. I had to scratch the set today and it was painful.  We put soooooo much work into it that it was hard to watch it come apart right before my eyes.  It was the end all to an awesome experience that I will never forget, purposefully.  *I can't tell if I'm hungry or sick to my stomach right now* oh well. By the way Andrew my blog owns yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9496264-110247810007885033?l=spiceitupwithmustard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiceitupwithmustard.blogspot.com/feeds/110247810007885033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9496264&amp;postID=110247810007885033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9496264/posts/default/110247810007885033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9496264/posts/default/110247810007885033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiceitupwithmustard.blogspot.com/2004/12/wow-i-feel-dumb.html' title='Wow I Feel Dumb'/><author><name>siuwm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03183250805238837660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9496264.post-110238507357678347</id><published>2004-12-06T17:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-06T18:04:33.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'>IT IS ON ANDREW</title><content type='html'>Ya so Andrew I think that my blog will kick your ass. Today was fun. We left school early because of the impending doom of snow.  Heaven forbid that snow will kill us all, or will it?  Anywho did you know how RUDE you are. Mr. Cheney does.  He is perhaps the most retarded man in the world.  Clue is over and it is quite possibly the best show that I will ever do.  I miss all the cast and crew all ready.  It sucks to end a show. On the bright side I have a days break before I start to get ready for the next show. "The Sound of Music," it must be pretty good I mean afterall it does have Nazis that can sing in it. Wow I am quite possibly a horrible human being.  Oh well its not like Satin will rise up right now and take me to hell. Ha Ha you stupid devil you can't have me till I'm dead. By the way did I mention that this is going to so kill Andrew's blog. Anyway, I was in my first car accident this weekend. WHY IS MY LIFE NEVER NORMAL! But thus far it has worked out all right.  And the moving update is now in. We plan to close on our house on the 17th and move all the rest of the stuff in my aunt and uncle's basement. Oh and did I mention that this so owns Andrew's blog.  And that Mr. Cheney smells really bad. I think I'm done for now. 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