<?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-3173123</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:10:31.557-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dark Crystals</title><subtitle type='html'>Name:Lindsay Christine Dyer
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AKA: Satomi, Kieka, Rune, Rakeki
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Age:17
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Birthday:April 18
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Eye color:Grey
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Apperance:5'7", slender build, brunette w/ blonde streaks.....

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Quote"You can't live life without love"
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&lt;a href="http://alwayschange.blogspot.com"&gt;Senshi&lt;/a&gt;
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Loves:Bestfriends, James, shopping, dancing...ect..
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Hates: Liers, friends moving away and lawyers.
</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark_crystals.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3173123/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark_crystals.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12101063449314810089</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>16</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3173123.post-9341554</id><published>2002-02-03T18:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-02-03T18:54:54.073-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SUPERBOWL...oh yeah...it's great..chillin here talkin to Mark and watchin the "big game"...So far the Rams are doin pretty good. The next best thing is the commercials...there histerical. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Games back on.....later&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3173123-9341554?l=dark_crystals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3173123/posts/default/9341554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3173123/posts/default/9341554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark_crystals.blogspot.com/2002_02_03_archive.html#9341554' title=''/><author><name>Lindsay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12101063449314810089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3173123.post-9181009</id><published>2002-01-29T21:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-01-29T21:53:22.340-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I went to the funeral yesterday...it was awful...I couldn't imagine being in Molly's postion right now. At least she had lots of support there for her. She's strong so she'll survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let: Please contact me...I got your e-mail but I would rather not discuss it over my internet diary..LOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Senshi:CALL ME!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a really long day so I am going to go lay down for awhile *yawn*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3173123-9181009?l=dark_crystals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3173123/posts/default/9181009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3173123/posts/default/9181009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark_crystals.blogspot.com/2002_01_27_archive.html#9181009' title=''/><author><name>Lindsay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12101063449314810089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3173123.post-9094197</id><published>2002-01-27T12:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-01-29T21:16:03.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is going to be an awful day...I am going to Molly's dads calling hours today, and a farewell dinner for Wes and Sherrie. I can't believe they are leaving. I won't see Ty or Rylie for along time, that is the hardest part about it. They are such sweet little kids...it's hard for me to understand why you would move kids at such an important time in their lives...Ty is 4 and Rylie...not even a year. I saw Ty last night at the game...but I only got to give him a kiss and then I had to leave to start working concession. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Molly...oh god...what do you say to a person that lost someone so close to them. Her dad died in a car accident Thursday when his truck hit a tree..damn...i guess all i can do is be there for her...saying I'm sorry doesn't seem like enough. *sigh* I'm too stressed out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note though...James e-mailed me and told me not to leave him...it was really sweet. I love him to death. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3173123-9094197?l=dark_crystals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3173123/posts/default/9094197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3173123/posts/default/9094197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark_crystals.blogspot.com/2002_01_27_archive.html#9094197' title=''/><author><name>Lindsay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12101063449314810089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3173123.post-8952241</id><published>2002-01-22T21:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-01-23T15:13:19.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yeah yeah...I know I haven't written anything in here for almost a month...sorry bout that...been a little busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad just told me tonight that he is going to buy me my prom dress for my last prom. Mom isn't going to know anything about it. Isn't that awesome..lol.  I am looking at a white silk dress...it can be used for special occasions too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I talked to James again today...it just seems strange to me, his whole demeanor towards me has changed over a few days. I can't really put my finger on it, but when I talk to him, he seems really stand-offish. He doesn't say things to me like he use too. I feel like I am completly losing him. I really want to be with him, but I am not so sure anymore that he feels the same. I don't know what to do about him, he seems like he really doesn't care anymore. He has been sick lately, but still...i mean..I try to talk to him but he just seems completely uninterested. So now what do I do?  Looks like another heart-break comin my way.*runs upstairs and sobs under covers*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Amanda is getting ready to go into the gaurd...and Patty to Penn. *river of tears* MY TWO BEST FRIENDS LEAVING ME!&lt;br /&gt;Once I get out, I am going to head for Texas, Louisiana and Arizona, anywhere but Ohio. I guess that when I got to Colorado...I "tasted freedom" so to speak. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...I'm outta here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3173123-8952241?l=dark_crystals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3173123/posts/default/8952241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3173123/posts/default/8952241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark_crystals.blogspot.com/2002_01_20_archive.html#8952241' title=''/><author><name>Lindsay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12101063449314810089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3173123.post-8215298</id><published>2001-12-27T17:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2001-12-27T17:48:36.380-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lets see..where to start...I had a great chsistmas and had fun at the traditonal, family get-togather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Senshi-Hope to hear from ya again soon and thanks for your support on the whole "situation"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let: I also thank you for your support and working on the background...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You two are great friends...hope to hear from you very soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired so I'll write more later&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3173123-8215298?l=dark_crystals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3173123/posts/default/8215298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3173123/posts/default/8215298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark_crystals.blogspot.com/2001_12_23_archive.html#8215298' title=''/><author><name>Lindsay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12101063449314810089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3173123.post-8091472</id><published>2001-12-20T23:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2001-12-20T23:26:15.446-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today has probably been the worst day of my life. I open up my e-mail and find:&lt;br /&gt;Hey Lindsay,&lt;br /&gt;first off, as always, don't fwd. this to James.&lt;br /&gt;I talked to him last night, as always, he assured me that he Loved me in the&lt;br /&gt;boyfriend, girlfriend sense of the word and that he loved you only as a&lt;br /&gt;friend.&lt;br /&gt;he claimed he was confused and didn't know what he was talking about, as far&lt;br /&gt;as you and him go.&lt;br /&gt;he explained what he told you about us, and now i think of it he was right to&lt;br /&gt;do so. we had aggreed not to tell anyone about us, and he was only covering&lt;br /&gt;it up.&lt;br /&gt;he got really depressed and said he need to go lie down for a bit and think.&lt;br /&gt;hence the riddles he sent you on the yahoo messenger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL...damn he really got the best of me...I am sure they both are going to be laughing at me for along time. I sat in the bathroom for 2 hours crying...pretty damn pathetic....just as a friend...LOL...I am so sick of this...I can't stand being rejected anymore...I was sitting there in the bathroom...and it just all slammed into me at once...I couldn't stop crying...I e-mailed him and while I was doing that, I was crying the whole time. I still can't believe it. Laura was right...seeing that she is SO beautiful and SO perfect...please...make me sick...it's in your heart, not in your head. She has got to be the most self centered person I have ever talked to..since she is "alot fucking prettier than I am"...I am sorry...but she is a VERY ugly person on the inside...looks don't last forever. I was looking into tickets to go down a surprise him...he blew that one. It is just really hard for me to grasp the whole concept of him lying to me and then...right to my face...tells me it's the truth...how he talks about me to his friends...YEAH RIGHT! probably telling them how shallow I am and how easy it was to snatch me...it was all for his entertainment. This whole time...it was Laura. I wrote him 2 e-mails today...telling him how I felt about the whole situation...and he said he wanted me to call him about an e-mail he recieved...WHY IN THE HELL WOULD I CALL HIM? SO HE CAN LAUGH AT ME...i don't think so.  LOVE SUCKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well signing out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3173123-8091472?l=dark_crystals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3173123/posts/default/8091472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3173123/posts/default/8091472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark_crystals.blogspot.com/2001_12_16_archive.html#8091472' title=''/><author><name>Lindsay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12101063449314810089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3173123.post-8057344</id><published>2001-12-19T18:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2001-12-19T18:49:19.630-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I talked to him today. He told me how he really feels...and how he feels towards her. He's got me...heart and soul...and I can't do a damn thing about it...but you know...i love the feeling he gives me, how he talks about me, what he says to me...everything. I hope that he feels the same way too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3173123-8057344?l=dark_crystals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3173123/posts/default/8057344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3173123/posts/default/8057344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark_crystals.blogspot.com/2001_12_16_archive.html#8057344' title=''/><author><name>Lindsay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12101063449314810089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3173123.post-8039036</id><published>2001-12-19T01:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2001-12-19T01:30:06.816-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I talked to him a couple of hours ago...we talked about what had happened and what she had said to him. I waited for so long to get a chance to hear his voice...but once I called him, I didn't know what to say. I just started thinking of what she had told me. He still wants me to go to Texas...I don't know...what if I am just being played, what if everything he says to me...he says to her again. I want to believe him with all my heart...but I don't want to set myself up for another heartbreak.  When we were about to get off the phone he said he loved me...I hope he was sincere.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3173123-8039036?l=dark_crystals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3173123/posts/default/8039036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3173123/posts/default/8039036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark_crystals.blogspot.com/2001_12_16_archive.html#8039036' title=''/><author><name>Lindsay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12101063449314810089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3173123.post-8028656</id><published>2001-12-18T17:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2001-12-19T01:34:22.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've really done it this time, my heart has been broken.  The one person I thought that really cared, was seeing someone else behind my back. I found out today from her that he had been seeing her for over 6 months..*laughs* he really made a fool out of me. The strange thing is, neither one of us knew that he was seeing the other...but after a quick conversation, she told me that he was her boyfriend...that hurt.  She then called me and told me everything that he had told her and it was exactally the same things he would tell me all the time. He offered to buy me plane tickets and drive up and see me if I wasn't getting better(knee thing) and he wanted me to go see him over x-mas.  GOD I FEEL LIKE SUCH AN IDIOT!!! &lt;br /&gt;So now what do I do? I talked to him online after I found out about the other girl and he just talked in riddles. He wouldn't give me a strait answer...but no matter how much I try...it is really hard to be mad at him...I don't know if I will ever get over this one. He made me feel special...like I was the one for him...he said the exact same things to her too.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3173123-8028656?l=dark_crystals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3173123/posts/default/8028656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3173123/posts/default/8028656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark_crystals.blogspot.com/2001_12_16_archive.html#8028656' title=''/><author><name>Lindsay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12101063449314810089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3173123.post-7929200</id><published>2001-12-14T12:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2001-12-14T12:09:13.436-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had my surgery, and my knee hurts pretty bad. But it's ok...Vicoden helps ^_^...It was pretty scary but all my friends are here for me. Thanks to anyone for thier concern. I'll be on crutches for quit awhile...2 weeks with both 1 week with one of them...gggrrr...oh well...i am getting off here...pain killers are starting to kick in and I am starting to get REALLY tired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3173123-7929200?l=dark_crystals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3173123/posts/default/7929200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3173123/posts/default/7929200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark_crystals.blogspot.com/2001_12_09_archive.html#7929200' title=''/><author><name>Lindsay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12101063449314810089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3173123.post-7761727</id><published>2001-12-08T17:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2001-12-08T17:28:27.530-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, 4 more days till i get hacked up...fun fun...It's still pretty scary but I have friends backing me up and are going to come see me after my surgery. So...I'm gonna get off here and thanks to all for your concern...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3173123-7761727?l=dark_crystals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3173123/posts/default/7761727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3173123/posts/default/7761727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark_crystals.blogspot.com/2001_12_02_archive.html#7761727' title=''/><author><name>Lindsay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12101063449314810089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3173123.post-7395959</id><published>2001-11-25T19:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2001-11-25T19:18:41.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well I suppose I sould tell you about my incredibly idiotic thing I did this weekend...I went TPing for the first time in alost 5 years. Well my friend and I were only going to go with this other girl...well we ended up going with 2 other guys...so now there are 5 of us. We had over 150 rolls of toilet paper. We were all fine and dandy until the other girl we went with thought she heard thier parents and yelled "RUN!!!", big mistake, so we all start sprinting across the yard (notice previous post), we had to jump over fences, dogde REALLY big dogs, and about break our ankles in pot holes...we end up behind this garage and all take a break. So now the girl me and my friend went with, Dodi, gets this bright idea that she and the other 2 guys go get the truck and pick up me and my friend. Ok, so we waited...the truck gets there...and we figure out that we left all the toilet paper on the front yard...so we go back and get that...next we forgot the forks, so my friend and this other guy jump out to get them...so now were sitting there for awhile (I'm laying down in the bed of the truck) and hear..."Thought you wouldn't get caught did ya?" I was like..."OH SHIT THEY GOT CAUGHT" so Dodi yells for me to get in the front...I  got in the truck and we drove around for a little bit...granted this is 2:00 in the morning...they drop me off at the other car we took and I drive past to see what's going on...saw the guy that went with my friend run across the yard...but he didn't see me...so I drove past...so then we find them after about a half an hour. Then Dodi suggests we go back to her house and wait until the cops stop lurking around (there was only one cop around that block)...ok...so we go back over to Dodi's house and wait...all the while her and Shawn...one of the guys that went with us....are flirting with each other the whole time...ok...that didn't fly with me...so I told Amanda (my friend) that we should just go because all we were doing was wasting time...she said she agreed so we told them that we were getting sick of waiting around and we were just going to finish the house with or without them...so Dodi decided that she was going to stay there...so Amanda and I left after about an hour over at Dodi's...(Amanda and I think that she had no intention of going back...she just wanted to stay there and flirt) anyway..Amanda and I go back to the house and finish TPing the guys house...so by the time we got home it was past 4:00 in the morning...and we left my house at 12:45...we wasted all that time because Dodi THOUGHT she heard his parents and said run...if we all just would have froze where we were standing and would have figured out that Dodi was hearing things we wouldn't have wasted almost 2 hours freezing our asses off...Can't ya tell it kinda pissed me off....&lt;br /&gt;The whole thing was just a way for Dodi to lead this guy on...AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH....ok, I'm done venting&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3173123-7395959?l=dark_crystals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3173123/posts/default/7395959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3173123/posts/default/7395959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark_crystals.blogspot.com/2001_11_25_archive.html#7395959' title=''/><author><name>Lindsay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12101063449314810089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3173123.post-7310105</id><published>2001-11-21T22:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2001-11-21T22:05:20.610-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I went to my doctor today...surgery for my knee is scheduled for Dec. 12th...*cries* I'm scared to death...this is the first surgery I have ever had in my life. It is a 4-6 week recovery surgery...but they said that it is an out patient surgery, so they are sending me home that same day. I get to stay home a whole week and a half before vacation...but I won't be able to drive anywhere. X(    That stinks. Oh well, I'll survive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3173123-7310105?l=dark_crystals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3173123/posts/default/7310105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3173123/posts/default/7310105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark_crystals.blogspot.com/2001_11_18_archive.html#7310105' title=''/><author><name>Lindsay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12101063449314810089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3173123.post-7256969</id><published>2001-11-19T23:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2001-11-20T17:40:48.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well today not alot happened...Senshi...you need to call me...I need details about Pennsylvania. Anywho, I just got invited today to go to Texas(YAY!!!!) I can't wait. Manda and Annie are going and asked me to come with them. That would be so awesome*smiles*. I love traveling...when alot more exciting things happen to me I will post...until then&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3173123-7256969?l=dark_crystals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3173123/posts/default/7256969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3173123/posts/default/7256969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark_crystals.blogspot.com/2001_11_18_archive.html#7256969' title=''/><author><name>Lindsay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12101063449314810089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3173123.post-7219675</id><published>2001-11-18T15:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2001-11-18T15:31:25.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://alwayschange.blogspot.com"&gt;Senshi &lt;/a&gt;helped me edit my blogger today so it looks alittle better.  Anyway...if anyone wants to get my blogger http let me know..and I will be glad to post yours.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3173123-7219675?l=dark_crystals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3173123/posts/default/7219675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3173123/posts/default/7219675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark_crystals.blogspot.com/2001_11_18_archive.html#7219675' title=''/><author><name>Lindsay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12101063449314810089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3173123.post-6302511</id><published>2001-10-12T23:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2001-11-18T15:05:32.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi all! This is Lindsay! Thanks for visiting my new site...it is going to go under alot of construction in the next few weeks, sorry for the mess&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3173123-6302511?l=dark_crystals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3173123/posts/default/6302511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3173123/posts/default/6302511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark_crystals.blogspot.com/2001_10_07_archive.html#6302511' title=''/><author><name>Lindsay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12101063449314810089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
