<?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-961488901819031488</id><updated>2011-07-08T15:03:23.429-04:00</updated><category term='racism'/><category term='dream report'/><category term='irony'/><category term='equal rights'/><category term='trashy t.v.'/><category term='ebay'/><category term='politics'/><category term='Mother Nature'/><category term='post season'/><category term='resolution'/><category term='debate'/><category term='youtube Bridget McManus prop 8 commercial'/><category term='puppy'/><category term='Election 08'/><category term='New Sweater'/><category term='Red Sox'/><category term='Love'/><category term='family'/><category term='no on prop 8'/><category term='new year'/><category term='Work'/><category term='Time'/><category term='Book'/><category term='review'/><category term='blogging'/><category term='Fall'/><category term='sunday funday'/><category term='2008'/><category term='September soccer coach finally'/><title type='text'>Madden</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maddymaddmadden.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961488901819031488/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maddymaddmadden.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Madden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05682385677735546730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JWswXifLV3s/SMsi-K3KWiI/AAAAAAAAAAk/lkqfFOAp2HU/S220/emily%27s+21st+me.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-961488901819031488.post-3449671700928597729</id><published>2009-01-25T14:23:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T14:41:32.815-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sunday funday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trashy t.v.'/><title type='text'>Sunday Funday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It's Sunday Funday and I've already gone to breakfast, LOVED IT! I had a super steak and egg omelet, delish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not the point I am stuck watching Ocean Force on trutv and people are retarded. Why? Some lady stole a volleyball from a family playing at the volleyball net. The ball hit her wicked old mother in the head, she refuses to give their ball back. If you are so concerned with your mother's health, please don't take her to the beach by an active spot, find a clear spot where you will not run into these issues...now she is refusing to give the ball to the cops who says if you don't hand the ball over to me I will have to arrest you for theft. Meanwhile the mother, whom she was concerned with, is having pain in her neck and shit. And then refuses to let her mother get treatment from the rescue team. HAH. Stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, I suppose I've taken to trashy T.V. because the shows "EX-treme dating" &amp;amp; "Cheaters"&lt;br /&gt;In "EX-treme Dating" 2 exes watch and predict the actions of their ex with the new person they're on a date with. Each date ends with a Hot Tub. Umm..the best moment .... The daters decide her doesn't need his shorts on anymore, she starts to remove them, and BAM he says do it with ur teeth and CUT TO the exes they sayd "he's gonna do the pickle dance" BACK to the hot tub, He is naked, and doing the pickle dance. .... EW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Cheaters" if you don't know it, where have you been? But. It always amazes me when they are brought to the scene of their "partner" with someone else, and they SURPRISED! It's a beautiful and trashy moment in American Television.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you and good day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/961488901819031488-3449671700928597729?l=maddymaddmadden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maddymaddmadden.blogspot.com/feeds/3449671700928597729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=961488901819031488&amp;postID=3449671700928597729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961488901819031488/posts/default/3449671700928597729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961488901819031488/posts/default/3449671700928597729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maddymaddmadden.blogspot.com/2009/01/sunday-funday.html' title='Sunday Funday'/><author><name>Madden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05682385677735546730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JWswXifLV3s/SMsi-K3KWiI/AAAAAAAAAAk/lkqfFOAp2HU/S220/emily%27s+21st+me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-961488901819031488.post-1694574664907158200</id><published>2008-12-30T23:04:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T00:16:58.613-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new year'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><title type='text'>Farewell 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;With 24 hours left in the year, so this is what I did in 2008 (or what I can recall):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Cons---to get it out of the way---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year started out on a shit note. Still trying to learn to live without I'd known for the first 22 yrs.&lt;br /&gt;Even before I could settle my own familial struggle, one of my OMEGAs' father passed away too (found out he was sick the day after we found out about my father, so we hit the emotion train togeth).&lt;br /&gt;Things were just moving for a while&lt;br /&gt;Then Swoozy's Aunt and Grandma passed away&lt;br /&gt;I lost employment and never (STILL) got paid&lt;br /&gt;Me Mo (another roommate's Mom) passed away&lt;br /&gt;Time moved slower&lt;br /&gt;Mom and I hit a an All-Time high in fighting ( ii blame her old woman's disease)&lt;br /&gt;Transmission went on the rodeo, missed my Dad more then ever in that moment b/c I didn't have that automatic there&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, Cali voted Yes on 8, and Florida, Arizona and so on voted &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;for&lt;/span&gt; discrimination&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Pros&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greg and Amanda finally got married!&lt;br /&gt;I took the firefighting exam&lt;br /&gt;I ended up top 60 on the hiring list of firefighting&lt;br /&gt;President Elect Barack Obama&lt;br /&gt;KP08&lt;br /&gt;OMEGAs became even more awesome, even when we lived all over the state&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**reserving the right to add/edit as needed**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/961488901819031488-1694574664907158200?l=maddymaddmadden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maddymaddmadden.blogspot.com/feeds/1694574664907158200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=961488901819031488&amp;postID=1694574664907158200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961488901819031488/posts/default/1694574664907158200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961488901819031488/posts/default/1694574664907158200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maddymaddmadden.blogspot.com/2008/12/farewell-2008.html' title='Farewell 2008'/><author><name>Madden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05682385677735546730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JWswXifLV3s/SMsi-K3KWiI/AAAAAAAAAAk/lkqfFOAp2HU/S220/emily%27s+21st+me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-961488901819031488.post-6124085287461121307</id><published>2008-11-04T18:09:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T18:52:15.381-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='no on prop 8'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='equal rights'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Election 08'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='racism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='youtube Bridget McManus prop 8 commercial'/><title type='text'>Election Day '08</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's finally here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later tonight we will know the future of this country. All the hub-bub will be over and there will be a new President Elect. What does it mean for America? for Americans? for everyone and everything else? While at work today it was was the topic of conversation all over, many of the customers had their own conversations going: a pair of brothers that always come in were sitting outside on the bench, and asked a girl I work with who she was voting for, her response surprised them, and their responses surprised each other, the elder brother was disappointed, the younger was pleased. She is voting for McCain/Palin. This fact alone I can barely stand, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;especially &lt;/span&gt;because when I asked her her motivation for voting McCain/Palin she said she doesn't believe a black man can be President. What? What what?? serious??????????? I did that thing Scooby-Doo does with the shaking the head and making the weird Arrrrrr sound. So, I asked her aside from the race issue she has, why she is voting the way she's voting, her response insensed me to paraphrase: I just don't trust him, I feel like if he gets elected he's going to blow up America, and if he doesn't he'll be assassinated and then Biden would be President and that guys a tool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My response: WHAAAAAAAAAAATTTTTTTTTT????? What year is this? What's going on? Isn't it 2008? This is a joke right?  You're just fucking with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So she asks me to explain why I am voting the way I'm voting, I explain my views and political views on education and economy and the war and how I enjoy my civil rights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so she just says I just don't trust him. And would no longer talk to me about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either way at the end of the day the battle is over and there will be a winner, someone will go home as the NEXT President of the United States of America. The question is, are we really united? will this new President bring the country together, will he be answer we are looking for? If done right, ABSOLUTELY! It won't happen over night, it won't certainly won't happen in the first year, maybe the ball can get rolling, but it will take time to re-Unite these States of America.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**On a side-note**  The state of California best be voting No on Prop 8, and I love how Bridget McManus had done that commercial about the church backing the yes campaign, and then the news in Utah attacks the commercial, saying that they are "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;respectful"&lt;/span&gt;       of people who "do not follow traditional marriage" --yanno, what I call "traditional marriage" people who love each other, and want to take of one another for the rest of their lives, who are there for each other unconditionally, who make one another happy, who support each other and who want to live their lives freely ---- anyway I just side-noted my side note, my point is how can the Utah news station that produced this piece and whatever Mormon church group invested millions of dollars in the yes campaign to DENY homosexual couples EQUAL RIGHTS complain of disrespect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, separate but equal was repealed in the 60s because it is not truly EQUAL. I believe Ellen put it most eloquently  when she had  Sen. McCain on her show, she said something like, it seems like your saying I can have a contract but I can't have a marriage, which to me feels just like you can sit there you just can't sit here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go vote!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/961488901819031488-6124085287461121307?l=maddymaddmadden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maddymaddmadden.blogspot.com/feeds/6124085287461121307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=961488901819031488&amp;postID=6124085287461121307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961488901819031488/posts/default/6124085287461121307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961488901819031488/posts/default/6124085287461121307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maddymaddmadden.blogspot.com/2008/11/election-day-08.html' title='Election Day &apos;08'/><author><name>Madden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05682385677735546730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JWswXifLV3s/SMsi-K3KWiI/AAAAAAAAAAk/lkqfFOAp2HU/S220/emily%27s+21st+me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-961488901819031488.post-2969104266915689066</id><published>2008-10-18T15:37:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T15:51:14.220-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='puppy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mother Nature'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>I don't know if you know but..</title><content type='html'>There is a reason that this is the greatest season of the year. It's the only time I enjoy sitting outside and doing nothing or everything. I just sat on the back porch for 2 hours reading, playing fetch, and utterly enjoying what a beautiful day it is. Something about the changing leaves and the chill in the air, which means I have to bundle up a little bit makes everything seem more pleasant. Even though I had been sick of throwing that damned chewed up frisbee I continued to for the sake of Daisy's good time. I felt like sharing it with her, she gives me this look of satisfaction when she comes back to drop the bee time after time, who am I to end such a good time. Also the book I'm reading may have heightened my sense of environment, but that just made it all the better. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Desert Solitaire&lt;/span&gt;. A suggested, or not really even suggested but someone told me it was one of their favorites and to help further understand the person I took it upon myself to read this book. The author truly appreciates his environment, and reading his argument for the preservation of our National Parks, Monuments, etc. helped me realize where I was, what I was doing, and just exactly how glorious a day it actually is. The only time I was interrupted from my peace and sanctuary of the day was when the train went by and Daisy howled and I lost concentration on my page because the dang horn was so loud and intrusive. When Daisy and I went to the Pond Meadow for a walk, we were again surrounded by beauty and the pure nature that exists even in the suburban town. It is not on the same level by far of the beauty that is a National Park like the one described in the book, but working with I got around me, it may as well have been. It's just a good day. Plain and Simple. With the only a sweatshirt and a fleece, my dog and her excitement, today has been a beautiful picturesque Autumn typical New England day. And for that Mother Nature, I thank you.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/961488901819031488-2969104266915689066?l=maddymaddmadden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maddymaddmadden.blogspot.com/feeds/2969104266915689066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=961488901819031488&amp;postID=2969104266915689066' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961488901819031488/posts/default/2969104266915689066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961488901819031488/posts/default/2969104266915689066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maddymaddmadden.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-dont-know-if-you-know-but.html' title='I don&apos;t know if you know but..'/><author><name>Madden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05682385677735546730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JWswXifLV3s/SMsi-K3KWiI/AAAAAAAAAAk/lkqfFOAp2HU/S220/emily%27s+21st+me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-961488901819031488.post-2201494488781078424</id><published>2008-10-01T23:43:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T00:21:55.739-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='debate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Red Sox'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='post season'/><title type='text'>Is everybody ready?!?!?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It's the playoff season! The Red Sox are in California playing the Angels, and Jason Bay has just hit a 2-run homer to take the lead!! Sweetness. OK so because of my excitement, I feel the need to say I FUCKIN LOVE THESE BOYS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...so I took a little break and now it's the top of the 7th and David Ortiz is up with 2 on and 2 out, can we say RALLY ON 2!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a very exciting week with the start of the post-season  ...FUCK HE STRUCK OUT... and this vice president debate that is going down tomorrow. I must say Biden does not always say the right thing, but I would almost guarentee that he makes a more appropriate canidate. I hope/believe that this debate will show Americans unsure of what they will be getting into, that John McCain has made the "lipstick wearing pitbull" selection as a way to attract voters because she is a woman, not because of anything she has done or anything she stands for.  This should be an interesting show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO RED SOX!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Madden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/961488901819031488-2201494488781078424?l=maddymaddmadden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maddymaddmadden.blogspot.com/feeds/2201494488781078424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=961488901819031488&amp;postID=2201494488781078424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961488901819031488/posts/default/2201494488781078424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961488901819031488/posts/default/2201494488781078424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maddymaddmadden.blogspot.com/2008/10/is-everybody-ready.html' title='Is everybody ready?!?!?!'/><author><name>Madden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05682385677735546730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JWswXifLV3s/SMsi-K3KWiI/AAAAAAAAAAk/lkqfFOAp2HU/S220/emily%27s+21st+me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-961488901819031488.post-1588067801887171870</id><published>2008-09-22T11:53:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T12:12:38.622-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='puppy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ebay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dream report'/><title type='text'>EBAY...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Ebay is going to take every penny I will ever make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have recently made some awesome purchases, I think. I bought a bike, and an Ipod in the last three days. Now granted I am still under the hundred dollar mark for these two purchases, I am only barely under it. The problem is I wake up super early in the morning because the dog has go out and take care of business, so I have to get up with her, and the only thing to do when you wake up super duper early and do not have to be in work until late afternoon. How come people make these wedsites and then I sit here and spend all the money I make when I do go to work. GAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anywho, speaking of my dog and and having to wake up b/c she wakes up super duper early...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**dream report: outside at the house I used to nanny at, and Daisy was with me. She started chasing a squirrel and climbed all the up the tree to where it started to branch out, about like 15 feet up,and then she just jumped off the tree and hurt her paw and then I gave her a belly run, and she was better.** Then the train went by and she started barking and I was awake at 6a.m. and back on EBAY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Craigslist isn't any better, but it hasn't caught up to ebay yet, thnak goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway I've got to learn to savemy money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Madden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/961488901819031488-1588067801887171870?l=maddymaddmadden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maddymaddmadden.blogspot.com/feeds/1588067801887171870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=961488901819031488&amp;postID=1588067801887171870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961488901819031488/posts/default/1588067801887171870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961488901819031488/posts/default/1588067801887171870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maddymaddmadden.blogspot.com/2008/09/ebay.html' title='EBAY...'/><author><name>Madden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05682385677735546730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JWswXifLV3s/SMsi-K3KWiI/AAAAAAAAAAk/lkqfFOAp2HU/S220/emily%27s+21st+me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-961488901819031488.post-6992549378749401421</id><published>2008-09-18T17:35:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T17:54:15.592-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='resolution'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='irony'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><title type='text'>Ironic...?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JWswXifLV3s/SNLNmkebcWI/AAAAAAAAABw/OaL25QLzpPA/s1600-h/P5310137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JWswXifLV3s/SNLNmkebcWI/AAAAAAAAABw/OaL25QLzpPA/s200/P5310137.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247482578350076258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;My brother and I have been in a stupid fight for way too long, but either way issue resolved. Not the point weirdly, we both did the obsessive blogging the couple days after the fight, he made his, I changed it up to better fit my mood. Our blogs look EXACTLY the same. Well they did, now he's got a pic of his nephew pumping a keg and I have a pic of my beauty and me in the kitchen. Whatevs, again not the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just talked out our issues and decided we hate fighting with each other, and that we are not the siblings that fight, but when we do fight (which hadn't been for YEARS) we are both stubborn and pig-headed and won't cave til the other apologizes first. Now, like yesterday I was thinking I was going to call him so we could end this feud and be ourselves again, and he calls me today. Freaking weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And. getting back to the blog thing, our sister is a big blogger has been for years, and she has been tring to get both of us to start a blog and this that and the other thing. How weird is it that both my brother and I take to blogging on basically the same time line and choose to make it look exactly  the same?? Weird, right??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I am not going to be changing my layout because I frikken &lt;3 it, and it proves how similar and different my brother and I can all at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Madden&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/961488901819031488-6992549378749401421?l=maddymaddmadden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maddymaddmadden.blogspot.com/feeds/6992549378749401421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=961488901819031488&amp;postID=6992549378749401421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961488901819031488/posts/default/6992549378749401421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961488901819031488/posts/default/6992549378749401421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maddymaddmadden.blogspot.com/2008/09/ironic.html' title='Ironic...?'/><author><name>Madden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05682385677735546730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JWswXifLV3s/SMsi-K3KWiI/AAAAAAAAAAk/lkqfFOAp2HU/S220/emily%27s+21st+me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JWswXifLV3s/SNLNmkebcWI/AAAAAAAAABw/OaL25QLzpPA/s72-c/P5310137.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-961488901819031488.post-7285576084034330020</id><published>2008-09-13T20:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T20:26:28.324-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;omg tetris is addicting and so is blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am like an old lady, i have no desire to go out, all i want to do is read my book and take walks, wtf happened to me?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, my cousin vinny is on a&amp;amp;e but it edited and the swearing is like the best part of the movie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh...my back hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Madden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/961488901819031488-7285576084034330020?l=maddymaddmadden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maddymaddmadden.blogspot.com/feeds/7285576084034330020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=961488901819031488&amp;postID=7285576084034330020' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961488901819031488/posts/default/7285576084034330020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961488901819031488/posts/default/7285576084034330020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maddymaddmadden.blogspot.com/2008/09/omg-tetris-is-addicting-and-so-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Madden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05682385677735546730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JWswXifLV3s/SMsi-K3KWiI/AAAAAAAAAAk/lkqfFOAp2HU/S220/emily%27s+21st+me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-961488901819031488.post-209517335859591326</id><published>2008-09-12T21:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T21:58:04.623-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Sweater'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Red Sox'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Time'/><title type='text'>It's raining</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;how about now? SO, I finally have a couple days off in a row, it's nice. I bought a new sweater today and I'm in love with it. I don't care if it's only a sweater, it is friggin awesome. But that's not what I was going to be talking about when I started this. And now I'm distracted again because the RED SOX are kicking ass right now and this is a WONDERFUL thing. And there was just a clip of NOMAR and despite not having been on the team for like 4 years I still love him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever this is now officially what I was meaning to say when this whole thing started, ready? Me too.&lt;br /&gt;Ever notice that time doesn't move the way you want it to? It's like if you want it to slow down it speeds up? And when you want to speed up and virtually STOPS?!?! I've been doing this working 6 days a week thing for the past 2 weeks in hopes it would speed time along, but I think my plan backfired b/c all I am is exhausted and what I want to happen still isn't here yet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAH!! O snap this is getting ridiculous. I must go watch Tim Wakefield be awesome [i still need to bu myself a wakefield T-shirt]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Madden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/961488901819031488-209517335859591326?l=maddymaddmadden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maddymaddmadden.blogspot.com/feeds/209517335859591326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=961488901819031488&amp;postID=209517335859591326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961488901819031488/posts/default/209517335859591326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961488901819031488/posts/default/209517335859591326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maddymaddmadden.blogspot.com/2008/09/its-raining.html' title='It&apos;s raining'/><author><name>Madden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05682385677735546730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JWswXifLV3s/SMsi-K3KWiI/AAAAAAAAAAk/lkqfFOAp2HU/S220/emily%27s+21st+me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-961488901819031488.post-3071112885439562339</id><published>2008-09-01T12:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T12:28:33.842-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='September soccer coach finally'/><title type='text'>I'm so excited....</title><content type='html'>...for some strange reason this is shaping up to quite the week/weekend/end of month/ holiday thing for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) The Alumni Game made me love the game of soccer again, b/c it was competitive and fun at the same time, and I missed that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) After the Alumni game, Mama asked me to come help train the new keeper on the team&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) The last 2 nights have brought in like $75 in tips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) It is FINALLY September!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/961488901819031488-3071112885439562339?l=maddymaddmadden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maddymaddmadden.blogspot.com/feeds/3071112885439562339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=961488901819031488&amp;postID=3071112885439562339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961488901819031488/posts/default/3071112885439562339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961488901819031488/posts/default/3071112885439562339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maddymaddmadden.blogspot.com/2008/09/im-so-excited.html' title='I&apos;m so excited....'/><author><name>Madden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05682385677735546730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JWswXifLV3s/SMsi-K3KWiI/AAAAAAAAAAk/lkqfFOAp2HU/S220/emily%27s+21st+me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
