<?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-4615165813280947664</id><updated>2011-07-08T00:46:43.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BEX BLOG</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bex126.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4615165813280947664/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bex126.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>bex126</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12277138709829865646</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>14</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4615165813280947664.post-8996522487473004969</id><published>2009-08-03T14:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T14:25:03.032-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MMmmmm!!! The Princess Bride</title><content type='html'>I was introduced to this movie in my sixth grade science class, and I will always be thankful to that teacher for showing it to me.  This is one of my feel good movies that I could watch again and again and it never gets old or boring.  I have always thought of this as a goofy-fairy tale, and I stand by that.  That's what makes it so good!  I've always had the question in the back of my mind "why don't people in movies recognize the person behind the eyes only mask?"  In this movie, I don't care.  It's supposed to be silly, and I love that about it!  I didn't know that Princess Buttercup is Jenny in Forrest Gump, so I supposed I learned something new.  I don't think I actually knew Robin Write (Penn) was an actress...I just always associated her with Sean Penn.  I know this has nothing to do with my movie review...sorry.  I don't know what else to say about this other than it always make me think of flowers, butterflies, bunnies, and other happy thoughts.  YAY:-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4615165813280947664-8996522487473004969?l=bex126.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bex126.blogspot.com/feeds/8996522487473004969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4615165813280947664&amp;postID=8996522487473004969' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4615165813280947664/posts/default/8996522487473004969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4615165813280947664/posts/default/8996522487473004969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bex126.blogspot.com/2009/08/mmmmmm-princess-bride.html' title='MMmmmm!!! The Princess Bride'/><author><name>bex126</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12277138709829865646</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-4615165813280947664.post-3944649582466447249</id><published>2009-08-03T14:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T14:19:46.641-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Better Late Than Never...High Fidelity</title><content type='html'>Let me preface what I'm about to say with the blanket statement I enjoyed this movie.  That being said, is it sad that my favorite character was that played by Joan Cusack?  I think this is just because she always intrigues me, her wit and comedic timing is typically impeccable.  Just so we're clear, I don't know anything about anything about the movie business, nor do I know how to criticize a movie...I've made that very clear.  If what I say sounds wrong, it probably is.  Anyhow, I felt that this movie was filled with a very well known cast, and I quite enjoyed seeing the different parts they played.  Catherine Zeta-Jones was a beautiful Charlie (I don't think she ages at all by the way).  Even though Jack Black typically plays the goof, this to me was a different type of goof that I quite enjoyed.  Was this before he was really famous? I don't remember.  Of course, I thought John Cusack did an amazing job in his role.  I'd watch this movie again, I think there are some things that I didn't pick up on the first time around that would make for a better movie experience.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4615165813280947664-3944649582466447249?l=bex126.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bex126.blogspot.com/feeds/3944649582466447249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4615165813280947664&amp;postID=3944649582466447249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4615165813280947664/posts/default/3944649582466447249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4615165813280947664/posts/default/3944649582466447249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bex126.blogspot.com/2009/08/better-late-than-neverhigh-fidelity.html' title='Better Late Than Never...High Fidelity'/><author><name>bex126</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12277138709829865646</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-4615165813280947664.post-1786593922676360029</id><published>2009-07-20T10:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T10:10:30.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Dresser</title><content type='html'>You didn't think I'd actually watch this movie, did you?  Well, I did.  Somehow, I didn't think it was fair for me to watch this coming Movie Monday pick without watching last weeks.  While I didn't completely enjoy it, I didn't hate it either.  Better than Hell Ride, in my opinion.  WARNING:  This is not from IMDB, or any other review.  These thoughts are all mine.  Initially, it struck me as odd that Sir, who seemed so competent in the beginning scenes of the movie, was this child like, needy of a caregiver, struggling to maintain his mental capacities old man.  I didn't understand how he could deteriorate so quickly, but then I changed my mind.  It became quite clear to me that this old man is competent while at the only place he can call home:  the stage.  I know that this movie is about his dresser's love for him, and how he can never have the object of his affection, but that's not really what I got out of the movie.  I was more into the old man's personal story.  Of course, the ending sealed the movie's true intent a little better for me, but the bulk of the movie was not about the love, but rather the caregiverness.  That is all.  Love ya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4615165813280947664-1786593922676360029?l=bex126.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bex126.blogspot.com/feeds/1786593922676360029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4615165813280947664&amp;postID=1786593922676360029' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4615165813280947664/posts/default/1786593922676360029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4615165813280947664/posts/default/1786593922676360029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bex126.blogspot.com/2009/07/dresser.html' title='The Dresser'/><author><name>bex126</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12277138709829865646</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-4615165813280947664.post-8422268488637616859</id><published>2009-07-10T09:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T09:18:08.295-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boogie Nights</title><content type='html'>To all you haters out there, I kinda like Marky Mark as an actor...kinda.  He did well portraying this coming of age porn star.  We got to follow the ups and downs of his porn career, and I felt that maybe, just maybe he connected to this role because this was how his career went in real life, except that this would have been him in the music industry.  Rollergirl was my favorite character, I'm not sure why though.  I'm not the conventional critic so of course I don't do star ratings, but if I say whether I liked the movie or not...sure, I enjoyed it.  I would probably watch it again, but most likely not in the next couple of years.  I do want to re-watch Fear now (although I don't care to see Planet of the Apes ever again, and I even own it.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4615165813280947664-8422268488637616859?l=bex126.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bex126.blogspot.com/feeds/8422268488637616859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4615165813280947664&amp;postID=8422268488637616859' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4615165813280947664/posts/default/8422268488637616859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4615165813280947664/posts/default/8422268488637616859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bex126.blogspot.com/2009/07/boogie-nights.html' title='Boogie Nights'/><author><name>bex126</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12277138709829865646</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-4615165813280947664.post-8460837291643509829</id><published>2009-07-10T09:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T09:12:47.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Machinist...a review</title><content type='html'>Now this was a movie that I could sit and enjoy just for enjoyments sake.  Was it dark? Yes.  Was it disturbing?  Most definitely.  Was I entertained nonetheless?  Absolutely.  I felt the true meaning of Movie Mondays, where I get to watch something that I ordinarily would never pick to watch myself.  I've never seen this side of Christian Bale before.  He was so completely skinny that he didn't even look like himself to me.  I know to some this statement that I am about to make is far reaching, but this movie reminded me of Fight Club.  Maybe its just because of the hallucinations, I don't know, but I got a Fight Club-ish feeling overall.  Don't get me wrong, the plots are completely different and one should see both to enjoy and appreciate them, but I think I enjoyed this because I liked Fight Club so much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4615165813280947664-8460837291643509829?l=bex126.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bex126.blogspot.com/feeds/8460837291643509829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4615165813280947664&amp;postID=8460837291643509829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4615165813280947664/posts/default/8460837291643509829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4615165813280947664/posts/default/8460837291643509829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bex126.blogspot.com/2009/07/machinista-review.html' title='The Machinist...a review'/><author><name>bex126</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12277138709829865646</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-4615165813280947664.post-1001115599880358085</id><published>2009-06-23T07:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T07:18:41.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wild Hearts Can't Be Broken</title><content type='html'>To be fair, this is pretty much my favorite movie, so I don't think its possible that I really criticize it.  I have loved the story for as long as I can remember.  I am a romantic, and I love the connection that the main character, Sonora, has with her horses  and develops with her love interest, Al.  I am proud of her determination to persevere through all of the obstacles thrown her way, including being given up to the state, homelessness, penniless, turned away from a job, a stable hand who desires to be a diver, and ultimately a blind girl.  I don't know how to criticize shots and angles and all the other "movie stuff," so why start here?  I just know what I feel, and I feel like this is a feel good movie that makes me smile and takes me back to my childhood.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4615165813280947664-1001115599880358085?l=bex126.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bex126.blogspot.com/feeds/1001115599880358085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4615165813280947664&amp;postID=1001115599880358085' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4615165813280947664/posts/default/1001115599880358085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4615165813280947664/posts/default/1001115599880358085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bex126.blogspot.com/2009/06/wild-hearts-cant-be-broken.html' title='Wild Hearts Can&apos;t Be Broken'/><author><name>bex126</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12277138709829865646</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4615165813280947664.post-399729163575409208</id><published>2009-06-17T20:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T20:10:42.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie Monday Review #3...The Meaning of Life</title><content type='html'>Remember when I said that I can watch a movie and enjoy it just to enjoy it?  This was a movie that exhibited that!  It was nice to just sit back and enjoy this movie.  I found myself laughing at parts, but to be completely honest, the best part was the snippet before the real movie even started.  I loved watching old people rebel against corporate america, no offense to old people.  What else can I say, this movie makes me want to go watch other National Lampoons movies, and actually gave me a yearning for Mel Brooks' Robin Hood Men in Tights.  I didn't absolutely love this movie, let me be clear, but I did enjoy it very much.  I enjoyed how they demonstrated the meaning of being born, growing up, going to war, etc.  I'd watch this movie again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4615165813280947664-399729163575409208?l=bex126.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bex126.blogspot.com/feeds/399729163575409208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4615165813280947664&amp;postID=399729163575409208' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4615165813280947664/posts/default/399729163575409208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4615165813280947664/posts/default/399729163575409208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bex126.blogspot.com/2009/06/movie-monday-review-3the-meaning-of.html' title='Movie Monday Review #3...The Meaning of Life'/><author><name>bex126</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12277138709829865646</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-4615165813280947664.post-3962462853355577512</id><published>2009-06-17T19:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T20:05:06.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Review #2...Punch Drunk Love</title><content type='html'>Perhaps its my fault for not writing this review any sooner, but I honestly don't remember enough from Punch Drunk Love.  I would classify myself as an Adam Sandler fan, which made me excited to watch the movie once I realized he was in it (which was the moment I saw him on the screen.)  I've been told that this is a movie that you either love or you hate, and I definitely don't fall on the love end of that spectrum.  From the beginning of the movie when Sandler went outside of the office and saw the table thrown out of the garbage truck I was confused.  Was he playing a special person, care of Sean Penn in Rain Man?  Sorry if I'm not PC, I'm merely stating what went through my head.  As the storyline progressed and a romantic interest was introduced, I began to pay a little more attention and tried to enjoy the movie a bit more.  I really enjoyed the toilet plunger antics.  Alas, again, I kind of fell off of the movie wagon.  I know this post is all over the place, but that's kind of how I felt about the movie.  It couldn't keep my attention very well, but I do think it is one of those movies that I would enjoy if I saw it again, going in it with a different set of expectations.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4615165813280947664-3962462853355577512?l=bex126.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bex126.blogspot.com/feeds/3962462853355577512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4615165813280947664&amp;postID=3962462853355577512' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4615165813280947664/posts/default/3962462853355577512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4615165813280947664/posts/default/3962462853355577512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bex126.blogspot.com/2009/06/review-2punch-drunk-love.html' title='Review #2...Punch Drunk Love'/><author><name>bex126</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12277138709829865646</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4615165813280947664.post-3324329343199301750</id><published>2009-06-17T19:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T19:56:49.887-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie Review #1...Hell Ride</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;Typically, I am one of the few movie goers in my circle who can watch a movie for the sheer entertainment value.  Most of the time, I'd say 49 times out of 50, I find the movie quite enjoyable regardless of the genre or intent.  Hell Ride was not one of these movies.  I found the story line difficult to understand and impossible to follow.  Larry Bishop used many Tarrantino techniques that, while quite successful for Tarrantino himself, just did not work for Bishop.  I thought there was a lot of redundancy in the introduction of some characters while not enough for others.  I am no movie critic; I really don't even know where to begin, but these are my initial feelings.  Anotehr thing that just did not sit right with me is the timeline and age of characters.  Am I supposed to believe that the young 20-something looking adult actor is to be the grown 40-something Bix?  This was yet another discrepancy that confused me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4615165813280947664-3324329343199301750?l=bex126.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bex126.blogspot.com/feeds/3324329343199301750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4615165813280947664&amp;postID=3324329343199301750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4615165813280947664/posts/default/3324329343199301750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4615165813280947664/posts/default/3324329343199301750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bex126.blogspot.com/2009/06/movie-review-1hell-ride.html' title='Movie Review #1...Hell Ride'/><author><name>bex126</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12277138709829865646</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-4615165813280947664.post-7621960180283261490</id><published>2006-12-11T14:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T14:12:36.682-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Stretch</title><content type='html'>I'm almost there...if I can just get through one exam tomorrow, one AM exam on Thursday and watching some friends graduate, I will be at home.  I cannot wait!  I am so ready to be at home I just can't stand it.  I'm coming back here on New Years Eve, going to the basketball game, spending the evening on Franklin, then hanging out around the hill until the new semester starts.  Then, student teaching, here I come...I'm really really nervous about that.  Okay, so this is sort of stream of consciousness because I'm watching Gilmore Girls, I'm kind of distracted so I'll write more later, probably.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4615165813280947664-7621960180283261490?l=bex126.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bex126.blogspot.com/feeds/7621960180283261490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4615165813280947664&amp;postID=7621960180283261490' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4615165813280947664/posts/default/7621960180283261490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4615165813280947664/posts/default/7621960180283261490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bex126.blogspot.com/2006/12/home-stretch.html' title='Home Stretch'/><author><name>bex126</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12277138709829865646</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-4615165813280947664.post-7651967933513583199</id><published>2006-11-27T09:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T10:00:02.378-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay for Turkey Day!</title><content type='html'>Thanksgiving was pretty good this year...very relaxing I think.  I went to the mountains and saw lots of family that I don't see but every two years.  On a better note, only seven days of classes remaining...that means only 5 or 6 left for me...YAY!!! Almost done, almost finished, student teaching here I come!!! Okay, I have to go to the grocery store now, but more later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4615165813280947664-7651967933513583199?l=bex126.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bex126.blogspot.com/feeds/7651967933513583199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4615165813280947664&amp;postID=7651967933513583199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4615165813280947664/posts/default/7651967933513583199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4615165813280947664/posts/default/7651967933513583199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bex126.blogspot.com/2006/11/yay-for-turkey-day.html' title='Yay for Turkey Day!'/><author><name>bex126</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12277138709829865646</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-4615165813280947664.post-9164638568478996037</id><published>2006-11-20T21:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T21:27:17.559-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just had an epiphany (sp?) about a book that I just read...and it made me sad. I hate when that happens!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4615165813280947664-9164638568478996037?l=bex126.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bex126.blogspot.com/feeds/9164638568478996037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4615165813280947664&amp;postID=9164638568478996037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4615165813280947664/posts/default/9164638568478996037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4615165813280947664/posts/default/9164638568478996037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bex126.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-just-had-epiphany-sp-about-book-that.html' title=''/><author><name>bex126</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12277138709829865646</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-4615165813280947664.post-4430568415545387014</id><published>2006-11-13T20:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T20:35:19.750-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;So today my volleyball team went to the playoffs and lost in the first round, but that is okay with me.  Despite my need for a t-shirt (which I can't really explain, even to myself) I am happy with the way I played.  I can honestly say that I gave it my best, as did my team members.  Yay for volleyball.  Maybe some more in the Spring?  Classes are going okay...mostly.  I can't ever get myself to concentrate for anything.  Some of my teachers are understanding, but one in particular is not.  She just does not get that we students have things going on in our lives other than that one class.  We have other classes to attend to, work for other professors to complete in the same time frame that we have to complete her work.  I can't understand why she is so harsh with grading and lacks understanding...even when my grade is her fault and not mine.  Urgh.  I ramble, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a good note, Leia has invited me to go with her to the Ohio State game on the 29, so I will definately be there!  Yay, I'm uber excited!  I don't like this new lottery system, or maybe I do, I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4615165813280947664-4430568415545387014?l=bex126.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bex126.blogspot.com/feeds/4430568415545387014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4615165813280947664&amp;postID=4430568415545387014' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4615165813280947664/posts/default/4430568415545387014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4615165813280947664/posts/default/4430568415545387014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bex126.blogspot.com/2006/11/hi.html' title='Hi'/><author><name>bex126</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12277138709829865646</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-4615165813280947664.post-49452824929773913</id><published>2006-11-10T14:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T14:28:32.001-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Test Post</title><content type='html'>I created this so that I can comment on my friends who are on here, but I've decided to post here permanently.  YAY ME!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4615165813280947664-49452824929773913?l=bex126.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bex126.blogspot.com/feeds/49452824929773913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4615165813280947664&amp;postID=49452824929773913' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4615165813280947664/posts/default/49452824929773913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4615165813280947664/posts/default/49452824929773913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bex126.blogspot.com/2006/11/test-post.html' title='Test Post'/><author><name>bex126</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12277138709829865646</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></feed>
