<?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-6043442026274743044</id><updated>2012-02-08T15:44:25.258-06:00</updated><category term='song stuck in my head'/><category term='Nomads'/><title type='text'>raNdoMnEsS</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Whambat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04366208948848020238</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>98</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6043442026274743044.post-3348042198583969705</id><published>2011-02-18T22:32:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T22:38:34.553-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Quitting this whole bloggy thing.</title><content type='html'>Just making it official. I'll still read others' blogs, but this one shall ne'er more be updated. That's right. ne'er more. Spell check likes "ne'er". I was surprised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unwraped. (intentionally spelled that way)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6043442026274743044-3348042198583969705?l=hugawerewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/feeds/3348042198583969705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6043442026274743044&amp;postID=3348042198583969705' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/3348042198583969705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/3348042198583969705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/2011/02/quitting-this-whole-bloggy-thing.html' title='Quitting this whole bloggy thing.'/><author><name>Whambat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04366208948848020238</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-6043442026274743044.post-3120865104260870309</id><published>2010-12-18T17:26:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T18:06:30.126-06:00</updated><title type='text'>so... lately...</title><content type='html'>I haven't been very interested in this blog thing. Can you tell? It's not that it's suddenly become some terribly boring thing to me, I've just been interested in other things that serve as a more suitable hobby. I'm still writing, just more songs and poems than stories an blog posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the blogging isn't the only thing that's fallen by the wayside though. I don't know if I've ever mentioned it on this blog, but I used to be a photography junkie. I carried my camera to school every day hoping to see something noteworthy. I had a ton of pictures of the areas visible from school bus windows and of the portion of my neighborhood that i knew well enough to navigate. This school year I've taken all of one picture. like the blogging, it's just not that fun anymore, for whatever reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What i have been interested in lately is art, specifically drawing. I still do carry around a sketchbook and pencil whenever possible. i got a new one just last week and I've filled eight pages already. Last year it never got full so fast. It took me over a year to fill up a single book, and even then, the drawings were less than mediocre, and the only pose anybody had was standing straight up, with perfect posture and oftentimes with hands behind their back and hair over half of their face. I had a fantastic artist-growth-spurt this summer, after deciding that I simply couldn't draw &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;anime&lt;/span&gt; to save my life. Giving up those pointy chins and big dewy eyes was one of the best decisions I ever made. since then I've been improving rapidly, and have been developing a recognizable style. but I've still got a long way to go. (I still have this terrible inability to draw anyone who isn't between the ages of 12 and 20)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, since I probably won't bother posting about it later, have a merry Christmas, Hanuka, Kwanzaa, or whatever holiday you may celebrate around this time of year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;upon closer inspection... the lack of feedback when i do post is generally disappointing, so I suppose that may also a factor in the blogging decline. What's the point of posting something for the world to see if the world says nothing in response. I know that this sounds &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;whiny&lt;/span&gt; and self-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;important&lt;/span&gt; and superficial, but if nobody else cares, why should I? I'm considering stopping this blogging thing altogether. I guess we'll (oh, who am I kidding with the "we" business?) &lt;em&gt;I'll &lt;/em&gt;see if that happens or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;despite the last cynical paragraph, life has been going well, and i am fairly happy. The main reason I'm considering stopping is simply a lack of interest. Promise. ^w^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seaweed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6043442026274743044-3120865104260870309?l=hugawerewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/feeds/3120865104260870309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6043442026274743044&amp;postID=3120865104260870309' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/3120865104260870309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/3120865104260870309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/2010/12/so-lately.html' title='so... lately...'/><author><name>Whambat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04366208948848020238</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-6043442026274743044.post-675183464666559734</id><published>2010-12-03T15:18:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T15:22:29.284-06:00</updated><title type='text'>too much</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;or am I not enough?...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taken out of context from a spiffy song... I needed to post something because I went over a month without a post... so there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;conquistadors&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6043442026274743044-675183464666559734?l=hugawerewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/feeds/675183464666559734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6043442026274743044&amp;postID=675183464666559734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/675183464666559734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/675183464666559734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/2010/12/too-much.html' title='too much'/><author><name>Whambat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04366208948848020238</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-6043442026274743044.post-6155993864227161885</id><published>2010-10-23T10:24:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-23T10:30:16.310-05:00</updated><title type='text'>bleh...</title><content type='html'>I hate being sick, especially when I need to rest, because when you have to rest there's nothing you can really do but sit around and be reminded of how sick you are... It's miserable and I can't sing... did I mention how much this sucks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;schnitzel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6043442026274743044-6155993864227161885?l=hugawerewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/feeds/6155993864227161885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6043442026274743044&amp;postID=6155993864227161885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/6155993864227161885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/6155993864227161885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/2010/10/bleh.html' title='bleh...'/><author><name>Whambat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04366208948848020238</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-6043442026274743044.post-1493288917423201895</id><published>2010-10-02T16:46:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T19:48:07.756-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Nordic husbands and dry mouths</title><content type='html'>I had to read a horribly long and dryly written book entitled &lt;u&gt;Salt; A World History&lt;/u&gt; over the summer. I hated it every step of the way, and i find it very annoying that i now know tiny insignificant things about salt and anything that could &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;conceivably&lt;/span&gt; be related to it. Among the dull chapters was a tidbit about young women in Nordic countries eating an extremely salty pancake type thing before bed. She'd go to bed without any water, and supposedly dream of her future husband quenching her thirst and easing her dry throat with. Though I seriously doubt the fortune telling aspect of this, the dreams are certainly accurate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just this year, my allergies have become exponentially worse, and I have to take a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Zyrtec&lt;/span&gt; every night or it's really awful. I was at my dad's last night and forgot to pack some, so my nose was really stuffy and I ended up sleeping with my mouth open. It became incredibly dry, and i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;dreamt&lt;/span&gt; of drinking water all night long, but it never helped...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it became unbearable around 5 AM and i woke up and drank about 3 cups of water before i could go back to sleep again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, also, I changed my screenname. I am now Whambat, and for those in the know (all... 1 of you?) don't you like the pun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pulverize&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6043442026274743044-1493288917423201895?l=hugawerewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/feeds/1493288917423201895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6043442026274743044&amp;postID=1493288917423201895' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/1493288917423201895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/1493288917423201895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/2010/10/nordic-husbands-and-dry-mouths.html' title='Nordic husbands and dry mouths'/><author><name>Whambat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04366208948848020238</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-6043442026274743044.post-1448792191137091598</id><published>2010-09-17T21:24:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T21:40:00.845-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey, look! An Update!</title><content type='html'>Hey guys, I've got another story idea... I'm not going to explain it because I've kept it to myself for a while now and it's going slowly but steadily. Hopefully, it'll take off during &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;NaNoWriMo&lt;/span&gt;, which I'm doing this year. I have to figure out my plot and make more characters... I have 3 and a half. It's actually kind of sad. But I like this idea and I plan to see it through to completion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have much else to say except I'm listening to a song about a spider man... but not Spider Man, I don't think. Last I checked, Peter Parker didn't eat people...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love ellipses... They're cool... right? ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6043442026274743044-1448792191137091598?l=hugawerewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/feeds/1448792191137091598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6043442026274743044&amp;postID=1448792191137091598' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/1448792191137091598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/1448792191137091598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/2010/09/hey-look-update.html' title='Hey, look! An Update!'/><author><name>Whambat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04366208948848020238</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-6043442026274743044.post-3205457888875875187</id><published>2010-08-05T20:04:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T20:22:30.894-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Love</title><content type='html'>Light drizzles where you can walk out without an umbrella, stand for an hour and barely get wet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cicada calls in a brilliant orange sunset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going up to a total stranger and saying "nice shoes."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having a total stranger compliment my own footwear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eating a burger upside down because it makes more sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A half-full sketchpad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A song on the radio without &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;clear tuner&lt;/span&gt; or "the robot effect".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A truly original idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staying up late and waking up even later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mango &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;laasi&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staring at people from a car window and watching their reactions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fun times that seem like they'll never end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Writing a song in less than a day and being perfectly satisfied with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bright colors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ginormous &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;mondo&lt;/span&gt;-purses that can carry more than five books if necessary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quietly humming when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;no one's&lt;/span&gt; around to hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Performing something I'm proud of for all to hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going new places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting feedback.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Citrus Tea, better known as Crack Tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A scarcity of writers' block.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the people who take time to read this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6043442026274743044-3205457888875875187?l=hugawerewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/feeds/3205457888875875187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6043442026274743044&amp;postID=3205457888875875187' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/3205457888875875187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/3205457888875875187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/2010/08/love.html' title='Love'/><author><name>Whambat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04366208948848020238</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-6043442026274743044.post-87090341079533393</id><published>2010-07-23T00:14:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T00:37:35.263-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Woe to my mediocre drawing skills...</title><content type='html'>I've come up with a story idea (yes, another one) that I feel is better suited for a comic format. I blame my preference for a visual medium largely on the fact that I drew the characters before coming up with the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Say what? You &lt;em&gt;drew&lt;/em&gt; these characters? I thought you said you had poor art skills." No, &lt;em&gt;mediocre&lt;/em&gt;, it's very different... my main problem is poses, because you can't really have a comic where everyone stands with perfect posture and hands at their sides all the time. It just doesn't work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want the shoes and shirt of one of these characters, but seeing as they (both the clothes and the wearer) don't exist, that could be a problem. Another of these characters has an existing shirt that I would like as well, but I've only ever seen it once...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surely you don't wish to be bored by what the story actually is? No, I'll only bore you with vague details somewhat related to the story. Here we go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hobo girls have cool hats.&lt;br /&gt;The laptop just flat lined.&lt;br /&gt;Smith is &lt;em&gt;totally&lt;/em&gt; a first name. Really.&lt;br /&gt;Poster children and children on posters are two different things.&lt;br /&gt;"Are you honestly afraid of a frail, malnourished, ten-year-old girl?"&lt;br /&gt;Rich boys don't like the subway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apocalypse&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6043442026274743044-87090341079533393?l=hugawerewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/feeds/87090341079533393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6043442026274743044&amp;postID=87090341079533393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/87090341079533393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/87090341079533393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/2010/07/woe-to-my-mediocre-drawing-skills.html' title='Woe to my mediocre drawing skills...'/><author><name>Whambat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04366208948848020238</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-6043442026274743044.post-3590423650012341132</id><published>2010-07-11T21:25:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T21:49:56.954-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Why I won't be seeing Weird Al this Saturday</title><content type='html'>A local radio station was giving away free tickets to a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Weird&lt;/span&gt; Al concert that takes place on the 17&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;. My mom, knowing how much I enjoy strange lyrics and amusing songs, told me that she wouldn't mind my going (accompanied by a parental figure, of course). I was, of course, very excited at this prospect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;tidbit&lt;/span&gt; that really isn't so little in my life. I'm involved in a musical with a local theatre group that has taken up much of my time this summer, and we open soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, with that said, I had to make certain that I could go, but as it turns out, the concert and a performance land on the same night. This wasn't as suspenseful as I had hoped it would be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone in my area cares to know more about the aforementioned musical, you can go here. &lt;a href="http://unitedplayersinc.com/templates/System/default.asp?id=50162"&gt;http://unitedplayersinc.com/templates/System/default.asp?id=50162&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bromine&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6043442026274743044-3590423650012341132?l=hugawerewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/feeds/3590423650012341132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6043442026274743044&amp;postID=3590423650012341132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/3590423650012341132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/3590423650012341132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/2010/07/why-i-wont-be-seeing-weird-al-this.html' title='Why I won&apos;t be seeing Weird Al this Saturday'/><author><name>Whambat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04366208948848020238</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-6043442026274743044.post-3733623682260832644</id><published>2010-07-06T16:34:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T16:45:54.258-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Brother Is Trapped In The Bathroom</title><content type='html'>Here's the sequence of events in small sentences that are just barely grammatically correct.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brother makes popcorn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want popcorn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brother refuses to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I follow Brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brother runs to the bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brother locks door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He tries unlocking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Door won't open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try opening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We both fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now he is stuck. I think the problem may be with the doors ion this house. A similar occurrence befell me a few weeks ago, when I was trapped in my room. After I was set free, I put tape over the side of the door, and didn't shut it for a week... I am concerned for him, but I'm sure he'll get out sooner or later, like I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tube&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6043442026274743044-3733623682260832644?l=hugawerewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/feeds/3733623682260832644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6043442026274743044&amp;postID=3733623682260832644' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/3733623682260832644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/3733623682260832644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/2010/07/my-brother-is-trapped-in-bathroom.html' title='My Brother Is Trapped In The Bathroom'/><author><name>Whambat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04366208948848020238</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-6043442026274743044.post-6500065083753803238</id><published>2010-06-21T21:39:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T22:01:47.732-05:00</updated><title type='text'>CAPSLOCK IS ON! WHY IS CAPS LOCK ON? I DON'T REMEMBER TURNING CAPSLOCK ON!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;caps lock&lt;/span&gt; moment over. so... I'm looking forward to the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;birthday&lt;/span&gt; party of one of my friends tomorrow. It's going to be FUN-TIMES. Her friend from Little Rock is coming down here (came down, actually. I think she arrived Friday or Saturday) and she (the little rock friend, not the birthday girl) has challenged us all to a crazy contest via several conference calls. One might wonder why I'm so excited about someone &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;else's&lt;/span&gt; birthday party. I suppose it's because I watched her plan it during health classes this year and was sucked into further hype during the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;aforementioned&lt;/span&gt; conference calls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a side note, conference calls are very confusing. I was part of one in which there were 5 speakers at once.  And "&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Syra&lt;/span&gt;" sounds a lot like "Sara", meanwhile I had no idea that Shelby was even on the phone until she hung up. along with all of that mess, I'm not very good at regular phone calls anyway, and I often can't think of something to say in response, so I sit there nodding (not that anyone can see me nodding on the phone) and listening and not contributing to the conversation whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lack of the word "whatsoever" keeps tripping me up as I read 1984. George Orwell either wasn't familiar with that word or simply didn't like it. He uses "whatever" in its place. It doesn't sound or look right to me in an age where "whatever" is typically accompanied by earth-shouldering sighs and associated with moody teenagers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teenagers' sleep cycles were made for going to sleep late at night &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; waking up late in the morning. It says so in National Geographic, so it must be true. Frankly I think it explains a lot, and that it should be brought to the attention of whoever decides school hours, and to the attention of my mother, who regardless of the summery season, is still enforcing a strict bedtime. with that I say farewell and goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fedora&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6043442026274743044-6500065083753803238?l=hugawerewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/feeds/6500065083753803238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6043442026274743044&amp;postID=6500065083753803238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/6500065083753803238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/6500065083753803238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/2010/06/capslock-is-on-why-is-caps-lock-on-i.html' title='CAPSLOCK IS ON! WHY IS CAPS LOCK ON? I DON&apos;T REMEMBER TURNING CAPSLOCK ON!'/><author><name>Whambat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04366208948848020238</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-6043442026274743044.post-6237374396003657803</id><published>2010-06-03T17:25:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T17:50:20.097-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lack of Anticipation and Pterodactyls</title><content type='html'>I'm working on a short story that's been giving me some trouble for a few weeks... the thing is, I'm really close to the end... any and all action in the story is done and over with, but I just can't seem to be able to bring it to a close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that out of the way... school is over. I thought I would be posting something more along the lines of "SCHOOL'S OVER!!!! WHOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!" but alas, I'm just not that excited about it. The thing is, I know most of my friends from school, and I'm not really going to get a chance to see them for the next 2-and-a-half-ish months... Plus there's not a whole lot I'm doing this summer. I certainly won't miss getting up early in the morning, but school was something to do, at least. There's a certain comfort in routine, and in being able to say "I know exactly what I'm going to do today." I suppose I need to find something to occupy my time, or I'll be going stir crazy at home. There really isn't much to look forward to this summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I quite like the phrase "in other news". It can shift the focus of any blog, journal, conversation, et cetera (did you know that et ecetera is Latin? it translates to "and the rest". Cool, huh?) to whatever the speaker/writer sees fit. With that said, I shift the focus once more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, A confused adolescent male with retractable pterodactyl wings would make for a lousy superhero; wouldn't you agree? If you would, tell that to my subconcious. Pterodactyl Man was flying through my dreams a few years ago and has made it onto a collaborative doodle page between my friend and me, though this time he appears as a dopey, happy-go-lucky wannabe hero... and as a stick figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing as I have run out of things to say, I bid thee all adieu, vale, farewell, et cetera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;antelope&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6043442026274743044-6237374396003657803?l=hugawerewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/feeds/6237374396003657803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6043442026274743044&amp;postID=6237374396003657803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/6237374396003657803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/6237374396003657803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/2010/06/lack-of-anticipation-and-pterodactyls.html' title='Lack of Anticipation and Pterodactyls'/><author><name>Whambat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04366208948848020238</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-6043442026274743044.post-2417653355610452642</id><published>2010-05-15T17:17:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T17:27:15.686-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Leamonade</title><content type='html'>The title of this post is not misspelled; at least not unintentionally. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Leamon&lt;/span&gt; is a waiter at a certain Mexican restaurant on the west end of you-don't-get-to-know-where-I-live. He has a good (if somewhat corny) sense of humor, a genuinely happy demeanor, new-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ish&lt;/span&gt; orthopedic shoes, and a lovely tip. Based on what I've seen of him, I've decided that he is a marvelous person and there need to be more &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Leamons&lt;/span&gt; in the world, especially my age. There aren't enough guys that act like him. And so, he gets a post all to himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Born&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6043442026274743044-2417653355610452642?l=hugawerewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/feeds/2417653355610452642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6043442026274743044&amp;postID=2417653355610452642' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/2417653355610452642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/2417653355610452642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/2010/05/leamonade.html' title='Leamonade'/><author><name>Whambat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04366208948848020238</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-6043442026274743044.post-186414956098052371</id><published>2010-05-09T14:26:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T00:40:45.070-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Catalogue</title><content type='html'>Not Anymore&lt;br /&gt;Nothing Special*&lt;br /&gt;Times are Tough*&lt;br /&gt;Closest Friends*&lt;br /&gt;Anthem of the Procrastinators*&lt;br /&gt;A Song for You&lt;br /&gt;Once Upon a This Time*&lt;br /&gt;Seldom Heard**&lt;br /&gt;Speech of an Avid Thinker&lt;br /&gt;Angsty Song**&lt;br /&gt;Redefinition**&lt;br /&gt;Dissection*&lt;br /&gt;Sad To Say*&lt;br /&gt;(Untitled)*&lt;br /&gt;Too Cliche**&lt;br /&gt;Teach Me*&lt;br /&gt;The Executioners*&lt;br /&gt;Curly-Q*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*=needs accompaniment **=not even the vocals are finished&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;determination&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6043442026274743044-186414956098052371?l=hugawerewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/feeds/186414956098052371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6043442026274743044&amp;postID=186414956098052371' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/186414956098052371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/186414956098052371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/2010/05/catalogue.html' title='Catalogue'/><author><name>Whambat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04366208948848020238</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-6043442026274743044.post-2983697850646314575</id><published>2010-05-01T08:33:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T08:41:27.422-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Transcendence of whiteboards</title><content type='html'>People write on the whiteboards in the latin room all the time, except for my class, it seems. When I finally decided to grab a marker, this was the result. keep in mind that this was not all me. um... orange shall be me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Hi, I am Levi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;No you're not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Who am I then?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;You are Henry Von Dreigel-Heimer 2nd (actually in roman numerals)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;His name is my name too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Whenever we go out, people always shout "You've got a messed up name!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;DADADADADADADA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now then, isn't that interesting? Henry VonDreigel-Heimer the first is a plush monkey that belongs to my friend Savannah. I helped name him. I just thought I'd share that with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lampshade.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6043442026274743044-2983697850646314575?l=hugawerewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/feeds/2983697850646314575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6043442026274743044&amp;postID=2983697850646314575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/2983697850646314575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/2983697850646314575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/2010/05/transcendence-of-whiteboards.html' title='Transcendence of whiteboards'/><author><name>Whambat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04366208948848020238</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-6043442026274743044.post-6978224541239013891</id><published>2010-04-19T17:36:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T17:55:41.276-05:00</updated><title type='text'>okay, sorry for the emo-ness.</title><content type='html'>yeah, so... thank you for commenting cluelessllama and spazz, because even if you hadn't, i probably would've ended up posting again eventually. Thanks for making me not look like an angsty idiot who goes back on her word! ^w^ Speaking of Angst and words, did you know it's a German word? my friend told me that. And speaking of my friends, none of my choir trip buddies were as excited to ride roller coasters as I was. And speaking of roller coasters, my first one was Goliath at 6-Flags/Fiesta Texas in the front row. i also rode the Boomerang there, and my nail polish on my thumb matches the blue on the coaster. The lines were too long for the other coasters at 6-flags, but I rode the Steel Eel and the Great White at Sea World. And I saw a baby whale. We sat in the splash zone at the shamu show, but did not get wet at all. And I bought a loaf of Buc-ee's banana bread for lunch on Thursday(because I couldn't make any sense of the store) but I still have it now and it's all crumbly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;"don't sleep on the bus! wait til' you get home."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;"I don't have time to sleep at home. I have school."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I'm working on yet another story. I swear I'll never finish anything. Speaking of finish, wouldn't it be cool to say "I'm Finnish."?? I love "-ish" words. though at this point I'd rather just say "i'm finished." with a novel, that is. I need it to be november, so I'll have a legitimate reason to stop procrastinating, because I've decided to do NaNoWriMo. Thank you for mentioning it, tessa! I joined in February, and I'm hoping it picks up in November, because it's not terribly interesting when people aren't scrambling to piece together a novel...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6043442026274743044-6978224541239013891?l=hugawerewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/feeds/6978224541239013891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6043442026274743044&amp;postID=6978224541239013891' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/6978224541239013891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/6978224541239013891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/2010/04/okay-sorry-for-emo-ness.html' title='okay, sorry for the emo-ness.'/><author><name>Whambat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04366208948848020238</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-6043442026274743044.post-8816929065731359314</id><published>2010-04-10T21:52:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T21:56:08.356-05:00</updated><title type='text'>If you're actually reading this...</title><content type='html'>then thank you. This is a test to see if my small circle of readers do, in fact, read my blog. If nobody's reading this, then I really don't see the point in keeping up with it. If this post has no comments by the end of the month, I'm not going to post anymore, probably.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6043442026274743044-8816929065731359314?l=hugawerewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/feeds/8816929065731359314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6043442026274743044&amp;postID=8816929065731359314' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/8816929065731359314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/8816929065731359314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/2010/04/if-youre-actually-reading-this.html' title='If you&apos;re actually reading this...'/><author><name>Whambat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04366208948848020238</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-6043442026274743044.post-6636440591483157485</id><published>2010-04-04T20:06:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T20:11:05.158-05:00</updated><title type='text'>teams</title><content type='html'>I haven't been into Twilight in a while, and I'm still not. But now, if ever someone asks me which team I'm on, I'm no longer team Jacob...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am TEAM TOOTHLESS! Because "How to Train Your Dragon" is an amazing movie! I've seen it twice... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and Happy Easter everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pink&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6043442026274743044-6636440591483157485?l=hugawerewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/feeds/6636440591483157485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6043442026274743044&amp;postID=6636440591483157485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/6636440591483157485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/6636440591483157485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/2010/04/teams.html' title='teams'/><author><name>Whambat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04366208948848020238</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-6043442026274743044.post-5699539700352751356</id><published>2010-03-19T13:37:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T14:40:55.033-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid Breadsticks and other creativity</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I was on a rescue mission. Bread was in the oven, burning, and I rushed to save it. I quickly grabbed a potholder before yanking open the oven door. The heat warmed my cheeks as I hurriedly pulled out the tray and set it on the kitchen counter. I assessed the damage. The garlic bread was still edible, with only a few charred edges about it, but the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;breadsticks&lt;/span&gt; were unrecognizable strips of hard, blackened substance. I went to close the oven and heard a thump paired with an inability to shut it. The top tray was left open. I retrieved my potholder and loosely gripped the tray to push it back in. But as I did so, my middle finger slipped off of the heat-resistant fabric and on to the searing metal. I withdrew my hand, examining the small oblong patch of pale, shiny skin that I knew was quickly forming a blister. As I shut the oven door, I cursed those stupid crispy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;breadsticks&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True story. This happened last night. I keep poking holes in the blister to let out fluid, but my skin quickly heals over it and more pus is produced. I don't get why you like these things, Clueless Llama. Oh, and by the way, happy birthday. I don't think i managed to say it at all yesterday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;GAH&lt;/span&gt;! I'm writing another song! I know I should be thankful for the random inspiration, but it seems that once I get a good strong start out of nowhere, I then have to work really hard for it. it's like I'm pulling teeth from my brain... (sorry for the image). anyway, here's what I've got so far:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;These words are the knife I've used&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;to cut myself open&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and let you see who I really am.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This tune is the sound-effect&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've used to let you hear&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the roaring waves and resounding &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;BAM&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;of who you see sitting before you now.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;it's just me, waiting to take that bow&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;upon an empty stage&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;above a thousand empty chairs.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My aching throat is punishment&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;for thinking&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt; that anyone cares...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You rub like sandpaper&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;except it doesn't hurt.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You wear away my edges&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;leaving a pile of sawdust and dirt.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And now all my permutations&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and self-inflicted mutilations&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;are gone.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What on Earth took you so long?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;borogroves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6043442026274743044-5699539700352751356?l=hugawerewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/feeds/5699539700352751356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6043442026274743044&amp;postID=5699539700352751356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/5699539700352751356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/5699539700352751356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/2010/03/stupid-breadsticks.html' title='Stupid Breadsticks and other creativity'/><author><name>Whambat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04366208948848020238</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-6043442026274743044.post-2430878732173779975</id><published>2010-03-02T15:31:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T15:40:08.271-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Abusing anonimity</title><content type='html'>I'm speaking of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Spammers&lt;/span&gt;, people. they need to stay away from those of us who are clearly not interested in flashy backgrounds that hurt people's eyes, or disgusting sexual anythings. While I'm aware of the futility of the situation, as these &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;cyber&lt;/span&gt;-pests likely will not read this or any similar web content, I feel it necessary to at least vent about it. And know that any unwanted advertising in my comments will soon be accompanied by an insult and a command to leave in Latin, from now on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Abite&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;pestes&lt;/span&gt;.(or go away, pests.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomfoolery&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6043442026274743044-2430878732173779975?l=hugawerewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/feeds/2430878732173779975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6043442026274743044&amp;postID=2430878732173779975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/2430878732173779975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/2430878732173779975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/2010/03/abusing-anonimity.html' title='Abusing anonimity'/><author><name>Whambat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04366208948848020238</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-6043442026274743044.post-2672528279245023064</id><published>2010-02-26T16:27:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T17:25:16.806-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tidying up.</title><content type='html'>got rid of some posts that nobody cared about, and some others that i just thought were stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't get &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt; at all. I joined because it was a means of communication for the musical, but now i don't know what I'm supposed to do with it. I changed my picture and info and various whatnot, but there's only so much I can think of to do on there. The only interesting thing I've found is a group called: ("Let's eat Grandma!" or "Let's eat, Grandma!" Punctuation saves lives).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Course selection is stressful. Last year was a lot simpler, I guess because less classes are offered at the ninth-grade center. Now there is an elective that I really want to take (Journalism) for at least two years, and I was having trouble figuring out how to get that fit in with 4 years of Choir, 3 years of Latin, and all the required electives. I finally got it situated and found a way to make it all work out. I don't get any other electives, but it'll work. I also don't know which choir to sign up for, because in the course-selection booklet, the classes have different names, and they're all listed for all grade levels, which I know is not true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm apparently the eighth-best student in my freshman class. I don't know how that happened with the way Biology's been going. I swear, if I had a science teacher who actually taught us instead of saying, "Here's the book, good luck. And by the way, don't ever lose a single paper or you'll fail," I'd probably be at least number five. Why does every teacher think their subject is the single most important thing in the world? As it is I've probably dropped down to ten since the start of the 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English has been going well since we stopped reading the Odyssey. We watched the movie, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; decided that Poseidon is the best voice-over actor ever. look here: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rUVEUr6xtHE"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rUVEUr6xtHE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see? it's amazing. you will &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;shuffaaah&lt;/span&gt; for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;thish&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;offensh&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Barnkickers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;glomp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6043442026274743044-2672528279245023064?l=hugawerewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/feeds/2672528279245023064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6043442026274743044&amp;postID=2672528279245023064' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/2672528279245023064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/2672528279245023064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/2010/02/tidying-up.html' title='Tidying up.'/><author><name>Whambat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04366208948848020238</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-6043442026274743044.post-4046090298808301082</id><published>2010-02-11T15:41:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T15:41:26.261-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Quiz from QuizYourFriends.com</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bHQ9MTI2NTkyNDQzNzcxNiZwdD*xMjY1OTI*NDgxOTU3JnA9MjA*NDMxJmQ9UVlGJm49YmxvZ2dlciZnPTEmbz*5NWVjZmNiNDQ1/ODg*ZWZkOTIxYjdhYWUzNzJmYThmZSZvZj*w.gif" /&gt; &lt;table width='340' height='340' border='0' cellspacing='0' cellpadding='0'&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td style='background-image:url(http://www.quizsoupimages.com/quizyourfriends/postit-profile2.gif); background-position:top; background-position:left; background-repeat:no-repeat; height:340px;' valign='top'&gt;            &lt;table width='340' height='337' border='0' cellspacing='0' cellpadding='0'&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td width='31' height='65'&gt; &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td width='290'&gt; &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td width='19'&gt; &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;      &lt;td&gt; &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td valign='top'&gt;          &lt;table width='273' border='0' cellspacing='0' cellpadding='4'&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td colspan='3' align='left'&gt;&lt;font face='Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif' size='2'&gt;&lt;b&gt;happenings&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td colspan='3' align='left'&gt;&lt;font face='Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif' size='2'&gt;1) When?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt; 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I didn't know her at all, but it's very poignant and shocking to see someone your own age just... gone. And i've heard there's a forward going around about her. Death shouldn't be made into this "send this to a million people who ALREADY KNOW what happened or you aren't a good person" type of thing. It's just plain disrespectful to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a brighter side, the nomads may come back. I found myself scribbling on a scrap of paper yesterday, and i was drawn back into the story, so that's a good sign, right? Here's a sample:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"What is so funny about that?" I demanded.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Just that, after declining an invitation of truancy, you managed to get a detention."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Montenegro&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6043442026274743044-992068343958786379?l=hugawerewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/feeds/992068343958786379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6043442026274743044&amp;postID=992068343958786379' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/992068343958786379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/992068343958786379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/2010/02/two-things-of-note.html' title='two things of note'/><author><name>Whambat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04366208948848020238</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-6043442026274743044.post-7419755005225631092</id><published>2010-02-08T09:54:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T10:01:08.211-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Compilation</title><content type='html'>surroundings wristwatch ear-buds fabric-glue spore photograph dollar stylus icicle software marshmallow dog Indiana Jones ear-rings drawer warning speaker spoons heart shuffle reserve treasurer lid scrunchy disk insurance tablet hair-spray paper calculator receipt shoe-boxes cord hole-puncher tray keyboard pad check-mark and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scissors!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6043442026274743044-7419755005225631092?l=hugawerewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/feeds/7419755005225631092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6043442026274743044&amp;postID=7419755005225631092' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/7419755005225631092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/7419755005225631092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/2010/02/compilation.html' title='Compilation'/><author><name>Whambat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04366208948848020238</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-6043442026274743044.post-7563877916934511089</id><published>2010-02-06T00:15:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T00:24:25.664-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Infuriation</title><content type='html'>I can't post my writign on Deviantart! it will not let me... When I attempt to post it, the submissions page just refreshes, asking me, "which file?" in a font that I think implies a nasal, mocking voice. This makes two things I've tried and failed to submit, which haven't been written down anywhere else, either. I CAN NEVER GET THOSE WORDS BACK!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deviantart est asinus stultus minus malus! Which translates to: Deviantart is an evil little dumb Donkey! There were so many adjectives I wasn't sure where to put all of them, but, it ought to be about right. Please disregard any more offensive synomyms for the predicate nominative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;roundabout&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6043442026274743044-7563877916934511089?l=hugawerewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/feeds/7563877916934511089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6043442026274743044&amp;postID=7563877916934511089' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/7563877916934511089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/7563877916934511089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/2010/02/infuriation.html' title='Infuriation'/><author><name>Whambat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04366208948848020238</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-6043442026274743044.post-3841097840667510444</id><published>2010-01-30T12:52:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T19:59:02.794-06:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm rethinking my occupation</title><content type='html'>I've decided I'm not a procrastinating writer. I write plenty. I believe "scatterbrained" is the correct term here. I can't focus on one thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall I elaborate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in 7&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; grade i started a werewolf story. it went strong for a while, but only got to chapter 9 or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not anymore(song)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lots of poetry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;: Downside of Invisibility (a similar situation to the werewolves), Erasers(same), and one very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;short lived&lt;/span&gt; thing about a guy who was cursed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Late last year I asked one of my friends if i could do a written version of her comic, but I only wrote out about three of the comic pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you've seen what happened with the nomad story... I'm not entirely giving up on i yet, but I guess we'll see where it goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the crazy people that I briefly mentioned in the last post, not much yet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've written two songs in the past month and i have another one brewing in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you see, the problem is not one of procrastination, but of a lack of focus and drive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shampoo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6043442026274743044-3841097840667510444?l=hugawerewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/feeds/3841097840667510444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6043442026274743044&amp;postID=3841097840667510444' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/3841097840667510444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/3841097840667510444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-rethinking-my-occupation.html' title='i&apos;m rethinking my occupation'/><author><name>Whambat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04366208948848020238</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-6043442026274743044.post-2378967904212082587</id><published>2009-12-29T16:49:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T17:12:28.912-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mine and others' weirdness on blog profiles, among other things</title><content type='html'>I'm going through my blog profile and looking at the things you can click on. The things that have few others with the same interests/favorites/whatevers shall be listed here with the number of other people the profile tidbit applies to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Occupation: Procrastinating Writer... One other person (I've seen her blog, and she is more of a procrastinator than I am. She only has one post, and while interesting, is lame for its lack of continuation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Location: Nowhere: In Particular... 6 other people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interests: Henry the ghost demon... just me. Henry a little known comic character whose story only has about 7 pages because his creator is too busy drawing stupid fan art. And this is really something I should take off of my interests because I'm no longer very interested by the story due to it's lag in updates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No originalish things in the Favorite Movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Music: I am the only one who likes "ridiculous songs",  "everything from Wicked"(which isn't exactly true. I need to take that off ),  and "everything from Dr.Horrible's Sing-Along Blog".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Book: anything by Neil Shusterman... 2 others; Katrina Short and Weasel Boy&lt;br /&gt;Bones of Faerie... 11 others&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's another thing under books that only I have professed as a favorite, but it's not technically a book so... I shall take it off of my profile as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sincerely hope that ALL of you have looked at the post two down from this one and have been giving it some thought. I have written a little more than what is posted here, and I've thought about more of it. oh! it also needs a title! any suggestions are wonderful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COCKLES!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6043442026274743044-2378967904212082587?l=hugawerewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/feeds/2378967904212082587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6043442026274743044&amp;postID=2378967904212082587' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/2378967904212082587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/2378967904212082587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/2009/12/mine-and-others-weirdness-on-blog.html' title='Mine and others&apos; weirdness on blog profiles, among other things'/><author><name>Whambat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04366208948848020238</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-6043442026274743044.post-7391499660554625006</id><published>2009-12-26T10:02:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T10:10:46.728-06:00</updated><title type='text'>yayayayayayayayayay!!!</title><content type='html'>A MINI PAN STEEL DRUM I HAVE GOTTEN!!! I LOVE YOU DAD!!!&lt;br /&gt;ALSO... Rockband, a television(why do i need a television?!), pajamas, some sweaters, a pair of spiffy boots, a book light, and Spore, which is currently being installed, among giftcards, a couple of card games, and other things!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;platypus&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6043442026274743044-7391499660554625006?l=hugawerewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/feeds/7391499660554625006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6043442026274743044&amp;postID=7391499660554625006' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/7391499660554625006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/7391499660554625006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/2009/12/yayayayayayayayayay.html' title='yayayayayayayayayay!!!'/><author><name>Whambat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04366208948848020238</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-6043442026274743044.post-7680181420014608032</id><published>2009-12-23T17:15:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T17:37:11.668-06:00</updated><title type='text'>a post in which I link to something amazing and then jabber about books</title><content type='html'>suitably random stuff by me and clueless llama--&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.blue-frisbee-club.deviantart.com/"&gt;http://www.blue-frisbee-club.deviantart.com/&lt;/a&gt;  do you like the logo? I made it myself! I'm not so proud of the wonky swooshes though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so... I have a lot of reading to do over the break. I already needed to read the Odyssey. there's just no way i can survive &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-AP English if i keep putting it off. But I also checked out Hunger Games from the library, and kind of abandoned it in favor of Shiver(an AMAZING werewolf book that i borrowed from  a friend even after having checked out hunger games. I got it last Thursday and finished it Saturday, but it only even took that long because i forgot to take it to school on  Friday... anyway, it rocks). and then, post-church on Sunday, we went shopping and I found a copy of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Shadowland&lt;/span&gt;, a book in a series that i wasn't aware had come out yet. It was on sale so of course I &lt;i&gt;had&lt;/i&gt; to buy it. So I'm in the middle of reading that and will probably finish it sometime today or tomorrow... But I still have to read the Odyssey... (curse you Homer!!) So of the four books I designated to read/had obtained and decided to read instead, only one of them is finished...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well... quick question for those who have read/will now scroll down and read my story idea post for the Nomads... how does one become a Nomad by the story's definition? I honestly have no idea, and it's something that will eventually need to come up, because I'm definitely not going the Evermore route and saying, "Surprise! you've been this fantastic inhuman creature for quite some time now!" This is turning out as a not-so-quick question. sorry... but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;i'd&lt;/span&gt; greatly appreciate suggestions!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My love to all who bothered to read this!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;mastication&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6043442026274743044-7680181420014608032?l=hugawerewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/feeds/7680181420014608032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6043442026274743044&amp;postID=7680181420014608032' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/7680181420014608032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/7680181420014608032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/2009/12/post-in-which-i-link-to-something.html' title='a post in which I link to something amazing and then jabber about books'/><author><name>Whambat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04366208948848020238</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-6043442026274743044.post-4200543403561082888</id><published>2009-12-10T15:33:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T15:43:50.695-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Latin screen name</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;versipellem complexo &lt;/em&gt;literally means "I hug a werewolf." Either &lt;em&gt;versipellem complexere &lt;/em&gt;or &lt;em&gt;versipellem complexare &lt;/em&gt;means "to hug a werewolf". I'm not entirely sure on the spelling, because I couldn't find the infinitive form. The verb in itself may not be entirely accurate, as it was researched online. But "werewolf" was in my textbook. (cool, huh?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupefaction(ask me what this word means if you care to know its amusing ways)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ululate!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6043442026274743044-4200543403561082888?l=hugawerewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/feeds/4200543403561082888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6043442026274743044&amp;postID=4200543403561082888' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/4200543403561082888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/4200543403561082888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-latin-screen-name.html' title='My Latin screen name'/><author><name>Whambat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04366208948848020238</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-6043442026274743044.post-8461509292627268532</id><published>2009-11-26T20:33:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T22:02:47.155-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nomads'/><title type='text'>2nd scene</title><content type='html'>(BEFORE I PICK UP THE STORY, KNOW THAT I'LL BE POSTING THESE IN SCENES UNTIL I HAVE IT FIGURED OUT WHERE THE CHAPTERS END AND BEGIN. THAT IS ALL.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       Andrew turned out to be a strange companion. He skipped down the hallways, whistling an unfamiliar tune. His presence brought with it stares from students who had never looked at me before. They whispered to each other excitedly, probably conveying something along the lines of &lt;em&gt;"Who's the new kid?" &lt;/em&gt;Andrew either didn't notice them or didn't care.&lt;br /&gt;       We were headed to Geometry, the one class we had together, when he suddenly turned right towards the exit doors. More voices joined the noise of gossip and interested chatter. Before Andrew left the building, he tuned back and asked, "Aren't you coming?" as if it was only natural that I should follow him.&lt;br /&gt;        "Why would I? Where are you going?" If it was possible, even more kids were staring at us.&lt;br /&gt;        "I don't exactly know... Just elsewhere."&lt;br /&gt;        "You'd skip on your first day here?"&lt;br /&gt;        "I don't see why not. I've never much liked math, and there's bound to be something more interesting around here than school. Are you coming or not?"&lt;br /&gt;        I didn't understand why his words made sense to me. If anyone else said them, I would have thought they were troubled, or else an idiot and a thug; the kind of kid most likely to commit the deeds found in every parent's nightmares. But somehow, the way Andrew put it softened the offense and made skipping seem venial and appealing. I knew the day that awaited me at school would be no different than any of the others, but I also knew that my mom wouldn't back up my absence with a note, and that truancy wouldn't help me get a scholarship so I could get out of this town. "I... no, I'm not coming."&lt;br /&gt;       "&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Soorry&lt;/span&gt; to hear that. Bye, Sarah," He said with a hint of an accent that modified the vowel in "sorry".And with that, he slipped out the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;       The extra time it took standing in the hall made me late to Mrs. Steele's class that day. And though I couldn't imagine why, I found myself regretting having shown up at all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6043442026274743044-8461509292627268532?l=hugawerewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/feeds/8461509292627268532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6043442026274743044&amp;postID=8461509292627268532' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/8461509292627268532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/8461509292627268532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/2009/11/2nd-scene.html' title='2nd scene'/><author><name>Whambat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04366208948848020238</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-6043442026274743044.post-4698532185339149924</id><published>2009-11-19T15:06:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T15:31:04.081-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nomads'/><title type='text'>First scene/chapter/thing of the new story</title><content type='html'>"Sarah?"&lt;br /&gt;I didn't lift my head from my desk as whoever-it-is called my name. They never mean me anyway, and I was used to not responding unless someone used my last name. That may seem pathetic, but after years of fading into the background, I had trained myself not to care.&lt;br /&gt;Strangely, the other Sarah being called for hadn't answered. The asker repeated, "Sarah?"&lt;br /&gt;I wished Sarah So-and-so would respond already. It was annoying to have someone testing my reaction to the name, whether they meant to do it or not.&lt;br /&gt;"Sarah."&lt;br /&gt;I didn't look in the speaker's direction, but I did look around for whichever Sarah was oh-so-important to them. I took a mental tab of the girls around me; Mary, Angela, Katie, Elizabeth, Tara, Natalie, Ellie... but no Sarah. Whoever-it-was must be disappointed. I kept my eyes on my Geometry homewhork.&lt;br /&gt;"I'm talking to you, Sarah Arden."&lt;br /&gt;I froze in the middle of my work. Part of me was happy that some one actually acknowledged me, but another part wondered, &lt;em&gt;who was this weirdo&lt;/em&gt;? People don't just know a stranger's name-- not mine, anyway. I hesitantly looked up at the person trying to get my attention.&lt;br /&gt;He was about average height, with a thin face, thick eyebrows, gray eyes and messy, shoulder-length, auburn hair. But the hair wasn't what caught my attention. What surprised me was that he was wearing bermuda shorts and a t-shirt in late fall in Ruidoso, New Mexico, which is in the mountains and is usually cold in November.&lt;br /&gt;"So, what's the silent treatment aboot?"&lt;br /&gt;"I thought you meant a different Sarah," I said truthfully. He looked confused.&lt;br /&gt;"Are there other Sarahs in this class?"&lt;br /&gt;"Well, no."&lt;br /&gt;"Then how'd you figure that, ey?"&lt;br /&gt;I shrugged, eager to change the subject. "Who are you? How did you know my name?"&lt;br /&gt;"I'm Andrew Sinclair, and I read your name off you paper," he said, gesturing at my homework, which had my name scrawled in bold letters at the top. "I thought you looked friendly, so I was going to say hello. I'm sort of new here. Do you think you could help me find my classes, please?"&lt;br /&gt;This wasn't what I was used to. People didn't ask for my help. People asked other, more noticeable people. Because people didn't notice me in general, and that's how it always was. This was unusual, unlikely, and way out of my comfort zone. But the idea of having somebody to talk to or hang out with, even just until he makes other friends, intrigued me. I probably wouldn't get another opportunity like this, so I took it.&lt;br /&gt;"Sure, let me see you schedule."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6043442026274743044-4698532185339149924?l=hugawerewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/feeds/4698532185339149924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6043442026274743044&amp;postID=4698532185339149924' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/4698532185339149924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/4698532185339149924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/2009/11/first-scenechapterthing-of-new-story.html' title='First scene/chapter/thing of the new story'/><author><name>Whambat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04366208948848020238</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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6043442026274743044.post-2438642693462454845</id><published>2009-11-16T16:57:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T17:30:47.933-06:00</updated><title type='text'>story ideas</title><content type='html'>I have a new one. I don't WANT a new one. I have too many as it is that have gone unfinished. I have none that are completed. I am starting to worry that it's beginning reminds me of Evermore's and maybe even Twilight's beginnings. I want it to be ORIGINAL(apparently I'm over the fact that I don't want it buzzing around in my head at all)! I think I should make Sarah and Andrew meet someplace other than school, and that might make it different enough, but I am very happy with the first scene/chapter/thing, and if I take it out I'll have to move Sarah's emo "nobody loves me" moment elsewhere in the story. oh! speaking of emo, did you know that it's a Latin word? it means to purchase. The only thing that helps me remember that is the 4th principle part of that word, which is "emptus," as in Empty Wallet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Andrew is a nomad, but not in the normal sense of the word. He may or may not be immortal(haven't decided yet. Mortality would make him differ more from Damen or Edward though, so... YES! HE IS MORTAL!), he has enhanced strength and stamina, is able to go for long periods of time without food or water(like a camel!), and he can locate and obtain things very easily(such as magically producing food, shelter, water and more specifically, a bag of Cheetos) when the situation calls for them. Basically, his abilities all lend themselves to a nomadic lifestyle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Andrew comes to Sarah's hometown all the way from Saskatchewan(in Canada, you hoser!), just wandering around from place to place, and he meets Sarah (maybe at school, maybe elsewhere). I haven't gotten it all figured out yet, but they somehow become good friends and Andrew tells Sarah about his nomadiness and wants to take her to be a Nomad with him, because, somehow(haven't figured it out yet), he knows how to turn her into one. She has some inner turmoil and then... well, that's kind of where I stopped on the brain storming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you read that? Are you even reading this? Do you care, or want me to stick to my older ideas? (Sorry, Clueless Llama, I don't think the werewolf story's going anywhere anytime soon or at all, despite my having figured out how to kill off a character that really needed to die. He gets to live forever now because nobody will kill him vigilante-style because it probably won't get written...) Did the werewolf story in the previous parentheses intrigue you?  Are you sure?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHOA! i almost fell out of my chair...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;phylum&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6043442026274743044-2438642693462454845?l=hugawerewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/feeds/2438642693462454845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6043442026274743044&amp;postID=2438642693462454845' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/2438642693462454845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/2438642693462454845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/2009/11/story-ideas.html' title='story ideas'/><author><name>Whambat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04366208948848020238</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-6043442026274743044.post-5717913073301969087</id><published>2009-11-05T18:09:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T18:13:40.775-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Click the following amaz-er-ing link</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://purelymagick.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://purelymagick.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found while hitting the "next blog" button repeatedly and searching through ads. Whoever Bobbie G. is, he or she rocks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicaragua&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6043442026274743044-5717913073301969087?l=hugawerewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/feeds/5717913073301969087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6043442026274743044&amp;postID=5717913073301969087' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/5717913073301969087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/5717913073301969087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/2009/11/click-following-amaz-er-ing-link.html' title='Click the following amaz-er-ing link'/><author><name>Whambat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04366208948848020238</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-6043442026274743044.post-3304488766519127819</id><published>2009-10-29T21:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T21:52:20.670-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A reason to hate Mondays</title><content type='html'>In the month of November, all Mondays shall include long choreographing rehearsals, most of which last until 9pm. This shall probably succeed in making me very tired and averse to the idea of Monday, though I previously thought of the day as an acceptable seventh of the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cubicle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6043442026274743044-3304488766519127819?l=hugawerewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/feeds/3304488766519127819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6043442026274743044&amp;postID=3304488766519127819' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/3304488766519127819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/3304488766519127819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/2009/10/reason-to-hate-mondays.html' title='A reason to hate Mondays'/><author><name>Whambat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04366208948848020238</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-6043442026274743044.post-4825769892653063644</id><published>2009-10-22T18:12:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T18:36:09.372-05:00</updated><title type='text'>lalalala-aaa</title><content type='html'>title from "she blocked me." it's a parody. The real song is much more offensive, so I've heard.&lt;br /&gt;Cracked my lip open the other day. Kinda hurts.&lt;br /&gt;I impressed my Latin teacher today by saying, "ego sum fessa sed desomnis" (or in english, "I am tired but awake.") when she asked me how I was today(We're expected to answer her 'in lingua latina' or we don't gain entrance to the classroom). Most people only give answers like "I am good", or "I am happy". One guy said that he was evil today... Somebody else, a girl, said that she was a happy boy. I like latin class!&lt;br /&gt;I can conjugate and translate all present tense forms of the word "necco," wanna see?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. necco (I kill)&lt;br /&gt;2. neccas (you kill)&lt;br /&gt;3. neccat (he/she/it kills)&lt;br /&gt;4. neccamus (we kill)&lt;br /&gt;5. neccatis (you [plural] kill)&lt;br /&gt;6. neccant (they kill)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isn't that HAPPY? lets use them in a sentence!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ego te necco.&lt;/em&gt; (I'm killing you.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;tu me neccas. &lt;/em&gt;(You're killing me.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ea nauta neccat. &lt;/em&gt;(she's killing the sailor.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;argentarium neccamus. &lt;/em&gt;(We're killing the banker.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;poeta non neccatis. &lt;/em&gt;(you people are not killing the poet.) Because poetry is amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;liamam neccant. &lt;/em&gt;(they are killing the vampire.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this certainly took my mind off of boredom! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;diabetic!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6043442026274743044-4825769892653063644?l=hugawerewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/feeds/4825769892653063644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6043442026274743044&amp;postID=4825769892653063644' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/4825769892653063644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/4825769892653063644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/2009/10/lalalala-aaa.html' title='lalalala-aaa'/><author><name>Whambat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04366208948848020238</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-6043442026274743044.post-7938913103269871697</id><published>2009-10-11T17:34:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T17:50:07.581-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Monster quiz thingy</title><content type='html'>stolen from somebody on deviantArt who lives in Australia. (you can just scroll down to see my result if you don't care about the rest of this)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Centaur:&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You are rather wild, and let your instincts run you.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You get drunk a lot.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Bravery and boldness is second nature to you.&lt;br /&gt;[] You have a deep love for astronomy and the universe.&lt;br /&gt;[]You like to read your daily horoscope.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have a high level of pride in yourself.&lt;br /&gt;[] In the woods is the best place for you to be.&lt;br /&gt;[X] You are spiritual.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] The horse is one of your favorite animals.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You are possessive and territorial.&lt;br /&gt;Total:1 (definitely not a centaur)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elf:&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Your ears are slightly pointed at the tips.&lt;br /&gt;[X] You are very intelligent.&lt;br /&gt;[] Your five senses are extremely keen.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Your weight is quite a bit lighter than the average person at your particular height.&lt;br /&gt;[ 1/2] You always wear elegant clothes and speak as politely as possible (not elegant at all, but I try to be polite)&lt;br /&gt;[X] You are most at peace when you are gazing at something beautiful, like nature.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You look very young for your age.&lt;br /&gt;[] You rarely get sick.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You are a very hard worker.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Above all other superpowers, you would love to read minds or see the future.&lt;br /&gt;Total: 2 1/2 (not an elf either)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fairy:&lt;br /&gt;[X] You are happy a lot of the time.&lt;br /&gt;[] The best superpower to you would be to fly.&lt;br /&gt;[X] You are very shy.&lt;br /&gt;[X] You love the forest and plant life in general.&lt;br /&gt;[X] You are always willing to help others, even if you might not be the best to offer aid.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You are young and short.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Dancing is one of your favorite pastimes.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] If someone ticks you off, you are very clever with getting them back.&lt;br /&gt;[X] Your clothing isn't always presentable, but you are comfortable with what you wear.&lt;br /&gt;[ x] Circles are a wonderful symbol of unity to you. (nah, but they're really cool)&lt;br /&gt;Total: 6 (oh, I hope I'm not a fairy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gnome/Dwarf:&lt;br /&gt;[] You are excellent with crafts and handiwork.&lt;br /&gt;[X] In social situations, you tend to be a little awkward.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You are short for your age.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You are an isolationist.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You love to play practical jokes on people.&lt;br /&gt;[] You are extremely fascinated with jewelry.&lt;br /&gt;[X] You look older than your age. (so I've been told by Church friends)&lt;br /&gt;[X] You love the woods and the mountains. (whoo! go mountains!!)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You are well off, or come from a family that is well off.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have a short temper.&lt;br /&gt;Total: 3 (I'm way too tall to be a dwarf)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harpy/Siren:&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You are best at talking bad about people behind their backs and not to their face.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] When you are annoyed, you will go to a great extent to torment whoever did so to you.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You often take things that aren't yours.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You are easily angered.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Death fascinates you.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You are female, or a feminine-looking man.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You associate yourself with the wind element.&lt;br /&gt;[x ] You can switch quickly between your light and dark side.&lt;br /&gt;[] You love to trick others.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have a ravenous appetite.&lt;br /&gt;Total: 2 (nope...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mermaid:&lt;br /&gt;[X] You love the beach more so because of the water than the shore itself.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Fish are some of the most beautiful creatures to you.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] The ultimate superpower to you would be to breathe underwater.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You enjoy looking at ships, but not riding them, as well as you like ships for traveling, not hunting in the sea.&lt;br /&gt;[] You are good at swimming.&lt;br /&gt;[X] You like to collect shells.&lt;br /&gt;[X] You use sea items as jewelry or decoration.&lt;br /&gt;[] You enjoy learning about the ocean and the life inside it.&lt;br /&gt;[X] You are extremely against ocean pollution, and someday, perhaps, you will work to stop that.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Legs on land are not as important as a fin in the sea.Total: 4 (alas, I am not Ariel!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vampire:&lt;br /&gt;[X] You're a night person.&lt;br /&gt;[] You have a fascination with blood.&lt;br /&gt;[X??] You are pale. (I suppose that you can call me pale :/)&lt;br /&gt;[] You wish you had a bat as a pet.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You are not religious at all.&lt;br /&gt;[X] Tight spaces are not scary or uncomfortable for you.&lt;br /&gt;[] The sun's glare annoys you all too often.&lt;br /&gt;[] You hate food with lots of garlic in it.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] To you, a kiss on the neck is more romantic than a kiss on the cheek or lips.&lt;br /&gt;[X] You don't like sharp objects near you.&lt;br /&gt;Total: 4 (phew, glad I'm not a vamp. Think I'd rather be a fairy)&lt;br /&gt;Werewolf:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[X] The full moon is the most beautiful scene to you.&lt;br /&gt;[X?] You have a lot of body hair. (define a lot)&lt;br /&gt;[X] The ability to shape shift is the best superpower to you.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You prefer gold over silver items.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You lack self control.&lt;br /&gt;[X] You find it easier to have sympathy for animals than for humans.(they're all so cute!)&lt;br /&gt;[X] You have a deep respect for wolves and wild dogs.&lt;br /&gt;[X] You like to be alone.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have a terrible secret and you only tell people you trust 100% about it.&lt;br /&gt;[] You'd rather be outdoors than indoors.&lt;br /&gt;Total: 6 Am I a werewolf? coolness, maybe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wizard/Witch:&lt;br /&gt;[] You love chemistry.&lt;br /&gt;[] You are intuitive and good at analyzing people, to the point that people seriously or jokingly say you're psychic.&lt;br /&gt;[X] The most amazing supernatural power to you is controlling the elements.&lt;br /&gt;[X] You are a nature lover.&lt;br /&gt;[] You have a strong sense of responsibility.&lt;br /&gt;[X] You spend a lot of time alone.&lt;br /&gt;[] You usually hang around with a certain animal all the time when you feel lonely.&lt;br /&gt;[] You are spiritual, but not necessarily religious.&lt;br /&gt;[] Cooking is one of your favorite things to do.&lt;br /&gt;[] You enjoy learning about Wicca and the occult.&lt;br /&gt;Total: 3 (darn... it'd be cool to be a witch.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zombie:&lt;br /&gt;[X] You are pale.(I suppose?)&lt;br /&gt;[X] You are hungry a lot.&lt;br /&gt;[x ] Many activities you do every day make you feel mindless, or like a drone(such as formatting this for Blogger. it pasted without the appearance of the "enter" button having been used)&lt;br /&gt;[X] Most of the time you or a part of you is cold. (usually the hands)&lt;br /&gt;[ x] You love to eat meat.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You would resort to cannibalism if that was the only source of food.&lt;br /&gt;[ x] You make grunts and moans a lot.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You enjoy learning about psychology because you study the brain.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You usually walk slowly.&lt;br /&gt;[x ] You are not afraid of seeing a lot of blood or getting a lot of blood on yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Total: 7 I'M A ZOMBIE!!! COOL!&lt;br /&gt;:iconzombieplz: &lt;--darn, that doesn't work on Blogger....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i won't tag anyone, but it'd be cool to see how monstrous my friends are.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6043442026274743044-7938913103269871697?l=hugawerewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/feeds/7938913103269871697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6043442026274743044&amp;postID=7938913103269871697' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/7938913103269871697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/7938913103269871697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/2009/10/monster-quiz-thingy.html' title='Monster quiz thingy'/><author><name>Whambat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04366208948848020238</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-6043442026274743044.post-1668614146567315280</id><published>2009-09-25T17:38:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T17:49:45.892-05:00</updated><title type='text'>umm...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; maybe waffle &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;am&lt;/span&gt; hooligan strawberry &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;sorry&lt;/span&gt; candles ionic &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;it&lt;/span&gt; daring Humphrey &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; strangely geriatric &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;work&lt;/span&gt; apple underoos &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;can&lt;/span&gt; teriyaki frappe &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;we&lt;/span&gt; beetle tumbleweed &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;still&lt;/span&gt; Tupperware yak &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;be&lt;/span&gt; tissue atrium friends avuncular defiant &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;please?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6043442026274743044-1668614146567315280?l=hugawerewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/feeds/1668614146567315280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6043442026274743044&amp;postID=1668614146567315280' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/1668614146567315280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/1668614146567315280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/2009/09/umm.html' title='umm...'/><author><name>Whambat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04366208948848020238</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-6043442026274743044.post-4904431447499388603</id><published>2009-09-07T19:54:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T20:16:47.891-05:00</updated><title type='text'>sheep</title><content type='html'>Friday: school. made stupid post below this one. danced like idiot. sprained ankle.&lt;br /&gt;Saturday: helped Dad with new house.&lt;br /&gt;Sunday: Mom won't allow all-white garb to be worn in public. new mattress in guestroom.&lt;br /&gt;Today: worked on school project. cleaned house.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow: auditions for Pajama Game. Hope ankle won't be trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If your happy and you know it, clap your hands!" (Shrugs. snaps fingers.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alabama, link, Sponge Bob, nepotism, quicksilver, bread, brain freeze, literal, nap time, shadow, it, maraca, turpentine, shoulder, fuzzy, police, evaporate, high-chair, Church, Mexico, lambada,  Popsicle, watery, alchemy, shake, echo, liver, antidisestablishmentarianism, cancan, interruption, socioeconomic, methodical, pirates, too, rant, sneeze, isotope, tall,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warden!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6043442026274743044-4904431447499388603?l=hugawerewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/feeds/4904431447499388603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6043442026274743044&amp;postID=4904431447499388603' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/4904431447499388603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/4904431447499388603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/2009/09/sheep.html' title='sheep'/><author><name>Whambat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04366208948848020238</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-6043442026274743044.post-3356005207395396172</id><published>2009-08-19T21:05:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T21:11:41.060-05:00</updated><title type='text'>cool fan art stuffs.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yoi-CTgecro/SoywjcozNlI/AAAAAAAAADg/hZCYYN2MzVI/s1600-h/wicked.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371862578575390290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yoi-CTgecro/SoywjcozNlI/AAAAAAAAADg/hZCYYN2MzVI/s320/wicked.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yoi-CTgecro/SoyvkPyB7ZI/AAAAAAAAADY/-XlZAsmgr2o/s1600-h/monk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371861492792683922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 247px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yoi-CTgecro/SoyvkPyB7ZI/AAAAAAAAADY/-XlZAsmgr2o/s320/monk.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Isn't it wonderful? I certainly think so. Credit to DarthxErik on deviantart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;off-whites&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6043442026274743044-3356005207395396172?l=hugawerewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/feeds/3356005207395396172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6043442026274743044&amp;postID=3356005207395396172' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/3356005207395396172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/3356005207395396172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/2009/08/cool-fan-art-stuffs.html' title='cool fan art stuffs.'/><author><name>Whambat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04366208948848020238</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yoi-CTgecro/SoywjcozNlI/AAAAAAAAADg/hZCYYN2MzVI/s72-c/wicked.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6043442026274743044.post-16541007971125506</id><published>2009-08-15T20:36:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T21:39:36.540-05:00</updated><title type='text'>three-course horrors</title><content type='html'>A small. ruffly leaf is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pierced&lt;/span&gt;, the squeak of wet lettuce sounding vaguely like a squeal of pain. A fork raises it to a hungry &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;some one's&lt;/span&gt; mouth. The leaf cries out, going unheard by all but the vegetables along side it, consigned to the same fate. The fork carries them all to their doom. The white, round killing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;field&lt;/span&gt; is taken away. In it's place is set a frantic chicken breast drowning in gravy and struggling beneath the weight of peppers, mushrooms and onions &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; are just as scared. A long blade sliced diagonally down on the meat, accompanied by the stab of a fork. The chicken knew nothing of her fate. She'd had hopes and dreams-- perhaps shortsighted and mundane, but dreams none-the-less. The peppers had been minding their own business when someone started chopping them up. The onions fought back, packing such a punch that the chef cried. The mushrooms saw it coming. They all scream for help as the fork brings them ever closer to the jaws of death. Their place of passing too, is taken away to be washed. Finally the dessert was brought out; a cheesecake smothered in cherry syrup and topped with the real thing. It has had time to accept its fate, and does not make a sound. Te cheesecake weeps for the ones slaughtered before it, tears of syrup streaming down its sides. It tries not to whimper as a dessert fork slices through its flesh. At the end of the meal, the syrup on the plate greatly resembles blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the end of the horrific supper. The delicious three-course homicide is over. One would wonder, who could cause such bloodshed and carnage? Who is behind these gruesome deaths?The answer is: &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Y&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;o&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6043442026274743044-16541007971125506?l=hugawerewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/feeds/16541007971125506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6043442026274743044&amp;postID=16541007971125506' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/16541007971125506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/16541007971125506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/2009/08/three-course-horrors.html' title='three-course horrors'/><author><name>Whambat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04366208948848020238</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-6043442026274743044.post-6016637988167536513</id><published>2009-07-17T13:08:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T13:08:35.057-05:00</updated><title type='text'>pssst...</title><content type='html'>Can you see what's different about my blog?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6043442026274743044-6016637988167536513?l=hugawerewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/feeds/6016637988167536513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6043442026274743044&amp;postID=6016637988167536513' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/6016637988167536513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/6016637988167536513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/2009/07/pssst.html' title='pssst...'/><author><name>Whambat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04366208948848020238</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-6043442026274743044.post-6616850793555554484</id><published>2009-07-07T10:58:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T11:11:41.952-05:00</updated><title type='text'>officially</title><content type='html'>my hair is officially too long for the summer, and for my current location, and for easy management(it gets waaay too tangled. I don't mean that I constantly feel the need to straighten it like some people, cause if i wanted to do something to my hair, I'd curl it. my hairs always straight...). My mom says i can get it cut before school starts again, but really it makes more sense to cut it off in the summer, like how animals shed their fur, then grow it back for the winter. don't you think so? Mom doesn't...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;youtube&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6043442026274743044-6616850793555554484?l=hugawerewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/feeds/6616850793555554484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6043442026274743044&amp;postID=6616850793555554484' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/6616850793555554484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/6616850793555554484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/2009/07/officially.html' title='officially'/><author><name>Whambat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04366208948848020238</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-6043442026274743044.post-1620457581764750306</id><published>2009-07-01T21:33:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T21:51:50.401-05:00</updated><title type='text'>lo and behold,</title><content type='html'>I am a funeral singer yet... Unfortunately, it's for my Grandmother's funeral. She passed yesterday morning, and the service is on Friday. I'm singing &lt;i&gt;Be Though my Vision, Amazing Grace, &lt;/i&gt;and&lt;i&gt; He Leadeth Me.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coconut Meringue Pie, Willow Tree Figures, and Elephants. &lt;br /&gt;Above is a short list of things that hold meaning to me right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I'm sorry about the rudeness perceived in the last post. I guess I was stressed out. Grammy was in Hospis that day, and though i didn't say anything, i suppose it came across there. I don't know why I'm saying that, because me being in a bad mood doesn't make it okay to go off like that. sorry though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;balloon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6043442026274743044-1620457581764750306?l=hugawerewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/feeds/1620457581764750306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6043442026274743044&amp;postID=1620457581764750306' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/1620457581764750306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/1620457581764750306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/2009/07/lo-and-behold.html' title='lo and behold,'/><author><name>Whambat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04366208948848020238</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-6043442026274743044.post-7570605057132790803</id><published>2009-06-29T11:14:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T11:30:20.735-05:00</updated><title type='text'>following/ too many posts</title><content type='html'>first- i noticed that my little window on the dashboard that shows posts of people you're following (that's quite a mouthful, but i don't know what else to call it) was getting quite full, and it was taking longer for the page to load, so i STOPPED following everybody, then REFOLLOWED almost everybody. it didn't work so well cause it still shows posts form 3 months back(better than 8 months, but still). the people who I'm not following anymore are total blog-slackers who probably won't even look at this, so I'm not even going to mention their names(cough-jibe-ho-cough-Mr.dude-cough-marginwriter-cough-cough).&lt;br /&gt;not that this necessarily means anything, but they're all guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, i HAVE been posting too much lately, probably because I've resolved not to journal any longer on deviantArt. I probably shouldn't post this either, but I'm going to... even if this is the most trivial post ever, and none of you would've even realized that i stopped following you for a minute and I'm rambling and am utterly addicted to blogging again and I'm trying to stop but it's hard... (baby steps) and I'm going to stop typing now, well after the random word, gotta sign of, y'know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rubber&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6043442026274743044-7570605057132790803?l=hugawerewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/feeds/7570605057132790803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6043442026274743044&amp;postID=7570605057132790803' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/7570605057132790803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/7570605057132790803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/2009/06/following-too-many-posts.html' title='following/ too many posts'/><author><name>Whambat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04366208948848020238</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-6043442026274743044.post-4356457881215865759</id><published>2009-06-21T21:47:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T21:54:09.570-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandparent shortage/ 100th post</title><content type='html'>it's true. they're disappearing rapidly. First Grandaddy, now Isabella's grandpa, and soon Grammy because they're stopping treatment. so many in one year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other news that I'm not feeling at all excited about, this is the hundredth post on my blog. whee-goody-joy...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6043442026274743044-4356457881215865759?l=hugawerewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/feeds/4356457881215865759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6043442026274743044&amp;postID=4356457881215865759' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/4356457881215865759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/4356457881215865759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/2009/06/grandparent-shortage-100th-post.html' title='Grandparent shortage/ 100th post'/><author><name>Whambat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04366208948848020238</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-6043442026274743044.post-3545053120779485761</id><published>2009-06-20T21:40:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T21:55:10.305-05:00</updated><title type='text'>you have no profile?!?</title><content type='html'>seriously, josh? you need one, and you need a blog, too. because i haven't talked to you in a while, and "wazzup?" doesn't always get a good enough reply. If you're reading this, how's your summer so far?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;presumptuous, continuous, enigmatic, of, hiccup, yellow, scapegoat, armistice, shucks, martini, jardenains(french for garden gnomes), embodiment, disembowelment, princess, cyclops, Artemis, crusty, water beds, enchiladas, juniper, wheelchair, deviated, every, lemons, coraline, uppity, squirrels, defensive, twenty, chorus, physician, goofy, without, movies, groceries, Korean, laundry, trading, fat, tourette's, George, gwindmill, california, pregnant, ax-weilding, and, lollipop,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUPERMAN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6043442026274743044-3545053120779485761?l=hugawerewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/feeds/3545053120779485761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6043442026274743044&amp;postID=3545053120779485761' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/3545053120779485761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/3545053120779485761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/2009/06/you-have-no-profile.html' title='you have no profile?!?'/><author><name>Whambat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04366208948848020238</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-6043442026274743044.post-5713444775670321568</id><published>2009-06-18T11:40:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T11:43:25.516-05:00</updated><title type='text'>seriously,</title><content type='html'>June is National Acne Awareness month. beleive me, I am very aware.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indian food.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6043442026274743044-5713444775670321568?l=hugawerewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/feeds/5713444775670321568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6043442026274743044&amp;postID=5713444775670321568' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/5713444775670321568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/5713444775670321568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/2009/06/seriously.html' title='seriously,'/><author><name>Whambat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04366208948848020238</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-6043442026274743044.post-8628756749780240653</id><published>2009-06-09T21:47:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T21:54:39.458-05:00</updated><title type='text'>still a freak</title><content type='html'>hey! guess what? it turns out, I'm not flat-footed! i just have some ereally messed up anlkes, that make a certain part of my foot fall so it LOOKS like i'm flat-footed(yay!!!). we've ordered some New arch supports(well not ARCH, but still for my feet.&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm not a freak the way i originally thought i was, but i am still deformed!!! (huzzah?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh also, pray for ~randomsmash... he's some guy on Deviantart who has a really bad sinus infection, and was puking blood last time i heard...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compass...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6043442026274743044-8628756749780240653?l=hugawerewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/feeds/8628756749780240653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6043442026274743044&amp;postID=8628756749780240653' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/8628756749780240653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/8628756749780240653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/2009/06/still-freak.html' title='still a freak'/><author><name>Whambat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04366208948848020238</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-6043442026274743044.post-2978636068347264290</id><published>2009-06-05T16:12:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T16:23:43.706-05:00</updated><title type='text'>alias?</title><content type='html'>i was bored and decided to see what other names i could spell with the letters in my name. the one i like the most is "Natalie Heron" which does not use all the letters. it leaves KEWHM, which as near as i can rearrange makes Khewm or Mewhk o Kwhem, none of which really sounds that much like names at all. too many consonants...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first day of summer is not that great so far... chore list and all... &gt;.&lt; bleh...&lt;br /&gt;but... I GET TO SEE &lt;GREEN&gt;WICKED&lt;/green&gt; ON WEDNSDAY!!!!!!!!!! WAHOO! i might bring my witch hat from several Halloweens ago. it looks alot like the one on the poster(which is just a plain witch hat, so it's not that hard to reproduce)&lt;br /&gt;Natalie Heron signing off! (jk)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUZAK!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6043442026274743044-2978636068347264290?l=hugawerewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/feeds/2978636068347264290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6043442026274743044&amp;postID=2978636068347264290' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/2978636068347264290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/2978636068347264290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/2009/06/alias.html' title='alias?'/><author><name>Whambat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04366208948848020238</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-6043442026274743044.post-1242462941459868399</id><published>2009-05-25T14:34:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T14:54:50.147-05:00</updated><title type='text'>(GASP!) a follower?!?</title><content type='html'>thanks to tessa, a 7th grader from new mexico(it says so on her profile, i'm not a stalker!) i now have three followers! but the real sense of triumph comes from her not actually knowing me in  real life. I feel i have gained more of an audience now that somebody listens to me that DOESN'T suffer through my real-life ramblings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other news(that you may or may not care about)...&lt;br /&gt;Am i singing at funerals? my mom tells me taht i should put my supposedly wonderful voice to use and profit by singing at baby/wedding showers and funerals,make maybe $100 at a time. to which i say... "umm... funerals? really?" she also reccomends that cluelessllama put her bagpiping to use in a similar manner. but... how does one advertise for something like this? mom said, just in the community, at church... but... i don't know if i'd be comfortable charging people that i actually know, especially if they've just lost a loved one... so... taht may not work out very well. I'm just not heartless enough to run a business in the funeral circuit, no matter how much i'd like the money...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other news: after reading Tessa,-7th-grader-from-New-Mexico's profile, i would recommend that she take a look at deviantaART.com, maybe sign up... and tell me what her screen name is. btw, i'm hugawerewolf on just about everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more other news: my brother is a TV zombie! and it's stupid tv, too! i've lost him to poorly animated computer graphics that resemble his beloved video games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even more news: SEB WAS IMMOBILIZED BY EVIL WETSUIT FIVE!!!! nobody gets that but me... and seb...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FLORAL!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6043442026274743044-1242462941459868399?l=hugawerewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/feeds/1242462941459868399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6043442026274743044&amp;postID=1242462941459868399' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/1242462941459868399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/1242462941459868399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/2009/05/gasp-follower.html' title='(GASP!) a follower?!?'/><author><name>Whambat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04366208948848020238</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-6043442026274743044.post-2267888801318558337</id><published>2009-05-22T20:13:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T20:21:41.660-05:00</updated><title type='text'>confuzzling equation</title><content type='html'>lettuce+&lt;br /&gt;chopped carrots+&lt;br /&gt;ripped up turkey breast+&lt;br /&gt;balsamic vinegarette+&lt;br /&gt;steak sauce=&lt;br /&gt;My dinner&lt;br /&gt;(OR IN LESS SPECIFIC TERMS)&lt;br /&gt;L+Va+M+Dx+Dy=S&lt;br /&gt;feel free to add in more v(insert letters) and M(letters).  You mayalso add or subtract teh D variables. the answer to this type of equation will almost always equal S.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6043442026274743044-2267888801318558337?l=hugawerewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/feeds/2267888801318558337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6043442026274743044&amp;postID=2267888801318558337' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/2267888801318558337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/2267888801318558337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/2009/05/confuzzling-equation.html' title='confuzzling equation'/><author><name>Whambat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04366208948848020238</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-6043442026274743044.post-7902255320977187942</id><published>2009-04-24T20:49:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T22:24:12.056-06:00</updated><title type='text'>the question</title><content type='html'>I've heard this said several times. "to be or not to be? that is the question." while it is a question, it is by no means the question. It's one of many in this world. it is every bit as important to one person as "what's the meaning of life?" is to another, or perhaps, "will you pick up popsicles at Kroger while you're out?" put into this sort of perspective, no question can truly be said to be the question, but merely a question that may be of crucial importance to one individual and of trivial insignificance to the next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any questions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sub&gt;i put this on deviantart, read it to my mama, then she said i should blog it, so here it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muffin-top!&lt;/sub&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6043442026274743044-7902255320977187942?l=hugawerewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/feeds/7902255320977187942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6043442026274743044&amp;postID=7902255320977187942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/7902255320977187942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/7902255320977187942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/2009/04/question.html' title='the question'/><author><name>Whambat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04366208948848020238</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-6043442026274743044.post-3317761764409026988</id><published>2009-03-15T21:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T21:32:18.502-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate you, WINDOWS!</title><content type='html'>Okay, so, i was checking my email, devianting, and doing other computery stuff when this little window popped up that said the computer had not one, but SEVERAL computer viruses and spywares. Trojan, worm, all the worst softwares out there. So I was freaking out, because it also said that the security system was affected by these viruses, which roughly translates to: your comuter is infected and there's nothing you can do about it but watch it slowly die! Anyway, i texted mom, and she called and said, "don't worry," and i was like, "HOW CAN NOT WORRY!??"(i didn't actually say that) then she said that she hadn't renewed her subscription for the antivirus software, and i thought, "how is that any better? it just means that we're completely unprotected!" i made it clear that i was still very worried, but she hung up(she was in the middle of shopping, i'd interrupted). when she got home(after putting up groceries) she had the security software run a virus scan(i know it wasn't renewed, it'll still scan, just won't fix anything), and it only showed a TRACKING COOKIE! ONE FRIKIN' TRACKING COOKIE!!!! EVERYONE HAS THOSE!!!turns out the spyware virus detection thing is a scare tactic used by windows to get you to buy or renew internet security software. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAUHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;turnstile&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6043442026274743044-3317761764409026988?l=hugawerewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/feeds/3317761764409026988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6043442026274743044&amp;postID=3317761764409026988' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/3317761764409026988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/3317761764409026988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-hate-you-windows.html' title='I hate you, WINDOWS!'/><author><name>Whambat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04366208948848020238</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-6043442026274743044.post-7006418642946409166</id><published>2009-03-07T13:58:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T14:00:02.345-06:00</updated><title type='text'>jealousy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yoi-CTgecro/SbLSGOFyLHI/AAAAAAAAADM/HyoTWIbxzuU/s1600-h/steel+drum!.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310537914926640242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 167px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yoi-CTgecro/SbLSGOFyLHI/AAAAAAAAADM/HyoTWIbxzuU/s320/steel+drum!.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and it isn't me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;squash!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6043442026274743044-7006418642946409166?l=hugawerewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/feeds/7006418642946409166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6043442026274743044&amp;postID=7006418642946409166' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/7006418642946409166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/7006418642946409166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/2009/03/jealousy.html' title='jealousy!'/><author><name>Whambat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04366208948848020238</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yoi-CTgecro/SbLSGOFyLHI/AAAAAAAAADM/HyoTWIbxzuU/s72-c/steel+drum!.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6043442026274743044.post-6195738981131941309</id><published>2009-03-07T13:13:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T13:28:50.524-06:00</updated><title type='text'>i know you know</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;in between the lines there's a lot of obscurity&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm not inclined to resign to maturity.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;if it's alright, then you're all wrong.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but why bounce around to the same da** song?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you'd rather run when you can't crawl...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know you know that I'm not telling the truth,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know you know you just don't have any proof.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;embrace the deception.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;learn how to bend.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;your worst inhibitions tend to PSYCH you out in the end!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i know you know... i know you know... i know you know...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isn't it a lovely song????? i think so!&lt;em&gt; I know you know&lt;/em&gt; just how wonderful it is!!! heh, sorry for the lame joke... this is a theme song for the awesome show PSYCH! the show had its season finale a few weeks ago, it won't be back till the summer.&lt;br /&gt;in other television related news... REAPER IS BACK! i thought it was canceled! i saw NO ads on tv that it was having a 2nd season! why are they trying to hide it? it's a funny show. bleh, but i missed the 1st half of the season premier, so i have no idea why Andy is so mad at Sam, no idea where sock's step sister came from, and no clue what happened to Sam's "dad"... none of this makes sense unless you watch teh show. only half of it makes sense to me at the moment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BRAKE LIGHTS!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6043442026274743044-6195738981131941309?l=hugawerewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/feeds/6195738981131941309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6043442026274743044&amp;postID=6195738981131941309' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/6195738981131941309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/6195738981131941309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-know-you-know.html' title='i know you know'/><author><name>Whambat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04366208948848020238</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-6043442026274743044.post-6244975714765581003</id><published>2009-03-03T20:32:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T20:45:51.782-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I SURVIVED!</title><content type='html'>I almost didn't though. Standardized test day today... we took the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;TAKS&lt;/span&gt; reading test, or the&lt;br /&gt;Torturous And Killer Studies... I finished very quickly and had a WHOLE SCHOOL DAY TO SIT AROUND AND READ! normally i would love this, but i had no good books with me... well that's a lie, but i already read hangman's curse. I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;REALLY&lt;/span&gt; REALLY BORED! and the teacher took away my notebooks, so i couldn't write either. I DON'T SEE WHY NOT SINCE IT'S STILL A BOOK!(even if it is incomplete...)&lt;br /&gt;in other news, I had a dream that Margin Writer took me to blockbuster because i wanted to get some movies based on books I'd read(&lt;em&gt;hangman's curse&lt;/em&gt;, and &lt;em&gt;blood and chocolate, &lt;/em&gt;these movies do actually exist) and oddly enough, Hangman's curse was there in a sparkly-purple-and-green case(it's a scary book/film. it surprised me). no b&amp;amp;c, though. but they had the book, along with a whole bunch of vampire comics and the first ten Fruits Basket books... BASICALLY Blockbuster turned into a book store midway through my dream...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Accordion&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6043442026274743044-6244975714765581003?l=hugawerewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/feeds/6244975714765581003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6043442026274743044&amp;postID=6244975714765581003' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/6244975714765581003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/6244975714765581003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-survived.html' title='I SURVIVED!'/><author><name>Whambat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04366208948848020238</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-6043442026274743044.post-4722834066977222824</id><published>2009-02-22T21:13:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T21:26:41.622-06:00</updated><title type='text'>why can't i multitask?!?</title><content type='html'>I've found some really good books lately and now... I CANT WRITE! INSPIRATION HAS BEEN SHUT DOWN! i feel like shouting a word that is one letter diffferent from "shut" int o the sky... but i won't, because i'm not like that...&lt;br /&gt;in other news...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;KYLE HAS STOMACH FLU! hope i don't get it&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I READ A BOOK CALLED &lt;u&gt;GAMER GIRL&lt;/u&gt; ! its good but really predictable. i KNEW who SirLeo was before it even got to that part in the book(that part was on the back cover, but still)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'M NOW READING &lt;u&gt;THE COMPLETE HOROWITZ HORROR, &lt;/u&gt;by anthony horowitz. it's a collection of scary stories! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I RECENTLY REMEMBERED THAT CLUELESS LLAMA STILL HAS MY COPY OF &lt;u&gt;BEEDLE THE BARD!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'M STUCK ON GUITAR BATTLE VS. TOM MORRELO(did i spell that right?)!!! MY WHAMMY HAS DECIDED TO BE A WIMP TODAY! mom should really call up about that warranty. i don't think it's expired yet. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;AFTER SEVERAL TRIES, I COMPLETED 100% OF NOTES ON "MISS MURDER" ON MEDIUM!!!(I mean i got a hundred percent on it, not got through the whole song. it would suck if i was tanking on that easy song.) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;and... i'm still frustrated and find myself drifting back to the original news... I need to just sit down and try to write something, good or bad, then revise a milion times and maybe end up with something sort of good...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;CYTOPLASM!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6043442026274743044-4722834066977222824?l=hugawerewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/feeds/4722834066977222824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6043442026274743044&amp;postID=4722834066977222824' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/4722834066977222824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/4722834066977222824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/2009/02/why-cant-i-multitask.html' title='why can&apos;t i multitask?!?'/><author><name>Whambat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04366208948848020238</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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6043442026274743044.post-7588195516356461136</id><published>2009-02-13T21:05:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T21:08:32.369-06:00</updated><title type='text'>boohoo...</title><content type='html'>I am not the only person on blogger with an occupation of "procrastinating writer" anymore...&lt;br /&gt;some 33-year-old female named Amber... well i thought of it first, so there! &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should really have that copyrighted, but then again, it's an occupation and you can't really coopyright a job...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUAVA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6043442026274743044-7588195516356461136?l=hugawerewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/feeds/7588195516356461136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6043442026274743044&amp;postID=7588195516356461136' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/7588195516356461136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/7588195516356461136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/2009/02/boohoo.html' title='boohoo...'/><author><name>Whambat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04366208948848020238</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-6043442026274743044.post-2302076325024437806</id><published>2009-02-09T20:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T20:49:06.529-06:00</updated><title type='text'>blah!</title><content type='html'>In English, blah is a word that is sometimes used as an expression for words or feelings where the specifics are not considered important to the speaker or writer for emotions. It is not often seen in formal writing, except when transcribing speech. It differs from a speech &lt;a class="mw-redirect" title="Speech disfluencies" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Speech_disfluencies"&gt;disfluency&lt;/a&gt; such as "um" or "er" in that blah is a word used deliberately to represent other words, rather than as an accidental or temporary interjection into speech. Blah is also used when the speaker cannot say what was intended. "Blah" is also mimed behind people's backs to suggest that they talk too much or that they talk about useless topics for no reason. The word "Blah" can also be used in a mocking or sarcastic tone. "Blah" can also be used as a sign of impatience and arrogance towards another.&lt;br /&gt;"Blah" is a token word with no meaning of its own, usually used to illustrate generic, boring speech. It may be used to fill in blank space, or to replace another word or phrase. It's for this last purpose that blah is sometimes assumed to mean something negative because it is used to replace a word that may be unpleasant, but blah itself is neutral. If spoken aloud the tone can usually be used to determine the speaker's intent.&lt;br /&gt;"Blah" is also used within a compound noun, suggesting a psychological state or expressing an opinion; for example, February blahs describes a generally depressed condition during winter. It is also viewed as a word expressing indifference, or lack of a preference. It may also be used to imply that something is not impressive, or it is boring, bland, or without character.&lt;br /&gt;Several alternatives or variants of the word can be observed today, such as bleh, blech, bla, meh or bah, although some differences may be perceived in certain contexts. Generally these variants would only be used in place of blah to show unimportance, disgust or disinterest. The word used is typically left to individual preference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coconut!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6043442026274743044-2302076325024437806?l=hugawerewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/feeds/2302076325024437806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6043442026274743044&amp;postID=2302076325024437806' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/2302076325024437806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/2302076325024437806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/2009/02/blah.html' title='blah!'/><author><name>Whambat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04366208948848020238</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6043442026274743044.post-5607491586540810482</id><published>2009-01-31T21:28:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T21:32:37.012-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Clueless llama's Spanish help</title><content type='html'>okay llama,  go to you Dashboard(where you go when you first log in), ckick the link next to the blue button, then choose the 2nd(middle) tab at the top of the page, then below that click the 3rd link from the left. Scroll down to the 6th editing-option-drop-down thingy, click the down arrow and coose English! you're welcome! ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6043442026274743044-5607491586540810482?l=hugawerewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/feeds/5607491586540810482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6043442026274743044&amp;postID=5607491586540810482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/5607491586540810482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/5607491586540810482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/2009/01/clueless-llamas-spanish-help.html' title='Clueless llama&apos;s Spanish help'/><author><name>Whambat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04366208948848020238</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-6043442026274743044.post-5295016565813313845</id><published>2009-01-26T13:53:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T13:59:23.922-06:00</updated><title type='text'>school causes migranes...</title><content type='html'>... or that's how it seems, anyway. I swear I had a really bad headache after lunch today and I couldn't stand all the noise in science(crowed, loud class) so i went to the nurse and then went home. It does still hurt a LITTLE but no nearly as much as at school. I've also (honest-to-God) had nausea or headaches and gone home and then once I'm not at school anymore... I SUDDENLY FEEL BETTER! no lie. i really felt bad enough to get sent home, and then... POOF! the health fairy zaps me better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;maybe I'm allergic to school?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;procreate!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6043442026274743044-5295016565813313845?l=hugawerewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/feeds/5295016565813313845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6043442026274743044&amp;postID=5295016565813313845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/5295016565813313845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/5295016565813313845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/2009/01/school-causes-migranes.html' title='school causes migranes...'/><author><name>Whambat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04366208948848020238</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-6043442026274743044.post-5368410368393325547</id><published>2009-01-06T21:03:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T21:08:10.400-06:00</updated><title type='text'>suspecting insanity...</title><content type='html'>okay, i know i usually have a song stuck in my head, but this is too much! I had the SAME SONG in my head ALL DAY!!! it's stuck in my head RIGHT NOW! it's sort of reggae-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ish&lt;/span&gt; and i think it's called "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; yours"&lt;br /&gt;it's very annoying when it's replayed and replayed &lt;em&gt;over and over again&lt;/em&gt;!(hey that reminds me of another song, but it is also annoying...)&lt;br /&gt;it's driving me CRAZY! or has driven me there already...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;yiayia&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6043442026274743044-5368410368393325547?l=hugawerewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/feeds/5368410368393325547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6043442026274743044&amp;postID=5368410368393325547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/5368410368393325547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/5368410368393325547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/2009/01/suspecting-insanity.html' title='suspecting insanity...'/><author><name>Whambat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04366208948848020238</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-6043442026274743044.post-4908931192029754439</id><published>2008-12-28T20:50:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T20:52:46.034-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Batman voice comic!</title><content type='html'>okay, this is really funny, you batman impersonating clueless llama! Here is a link to it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://slinkers.deviantart.com/art/Batty-Voices-107655960?loggedin=1#"&gt;http://slinkers.deviantart.com/art/Batty-Voices-107655960?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CLICK IT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6043442026274743044-4908931192029754439?l=hugawerewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/feeds/4908931192029754439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6043442026274743044&amp;postID=4908931192029754439' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/4908931192029754439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/4908931192029754439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/2008/12/batman-voice-comic.html' title='Batman voice comic!'/><author><name>Whambat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04366208948848020238</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-6043442026274743044.post-1837744667647499426</id><published>2008-12-26T21:35:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T21:38:46.524-06:00</updated><title type='text'>imrovised meatloaf story!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;once upon a time there was a&lt;/em&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;"meatloaf!"&lt;br /&gt;hey! what are you doing interupting my story?&lt;br /&gt;"i just think that for once there should be some meatloaf in a fairytale"&lt;br /&gt;hmm... AS I WAS SAYING, there was a beautiful-&lt;br /&gt;"meatloaf!"&lt;br /&gt;rrg! will you stop that?&lt;br /&gt;"but i could tell you were going to say 'princess' and, dude, that's pretty lame. Besides, you can't change the start of the story NOW. it would confuse the readers."&lt;br /&gt;I think you're underestimating their inteligence.&lt;br /&gt;" i think your OVERESTIMATING!"&lt;br /&gt;augggh! fine! once upon a time there was a beautilful MEATLOAF!&lt;br /&gt;"it was the most beautiful meatloaf in all the land! it promised to be delicious, and so knights the world over fought to the death over it."&lt;br /&gt;As you can imagine, this caused many a strife and struggle, and many families weeped over their poor late knight husbands and fathers.&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, who cares! this story is about the meatloaf, not PEOPLE! ahem! the meatloaf sat and surveyed all this carnage, glad that he was finally getting some attention"&lt;br /&gt;MEATLOAVES DON'T HAVE EYES! OR EMOTIONS! ARE YOU NUTS?!&lt;br /&gt;"the meatloaf is extremely offended by taht assumption. he wants you to apologize"&lt;br /&gt;it can't be offended! it can't feel anything!&lt;br /&gt;"continuing on with the story, the fighting soon became nothin more than a killing feild. all previous intentions of even laying hands on teh meatloaf was cast aside as men killed eachother simply for glory. the meatloaf was all but forgotten. Now i bet you can imagine how he felt about this--"&lt;br /&gt;IT can't feel anything!--&lt;br /&gt;"he felt very rejected. his bitter feelings soon spoiled his deliciousness, and his foul smell stopped the knights immediately. they remembered the real reason they started fighting, and were ashamed at themselves. How could they be such fools as to forget the once saced meatloaf? the fighting ended, but thecause was lost... WASN'T THAT A WONDERFUL STORY?"&lt;br /&gt;NO! IT WAS HORRIBLE, ILLOGICAL AND NONSENSICAL!&lt;br /&gt;"you're a very good storyteller, by the way"&lt;br /&gt;AUGGH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6043442026274743044-1837744667647499426?l=hugawerewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/feeds/1837744667647499426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6043442026274743044&amp;postID=1837744667647499426' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/1837744667647499426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/1837744667647499426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/2008/12/imrovised-meatloaf-story.html' title='imrovised meatloaf story!'/><author><name>Whambat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04366208948848020238</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-6043442026274743044.post-743384203011945719</id><published>2008-12-21T20:01:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T20:10:52.761-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wii!!!</title><content type='html'>hooray! our family had Christmas yesterday(on mom's side of family anyway; there will b more festivities on the 25&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;) AND... WE GOT A &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;WII&lt;/span&gt;! and guitar hero!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (lots of punctuation there)&lt;br /&gt;that was pretty much it for my gifts(and my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;bro's&lt;/span&gt;). I got to help make the traditional CHRISTMAS LASAGNA! some people said it was better this year, but i don't think it had anything to do with me... i only assembled it(laid down the noodles, spread the sauce and ricotta, sprinkled on the Parmesan cheese, repeat as will fit in the pan)&lt;br /&gt;i spent all day &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;on&lt;/span&gt; the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;wii&lt;/span&gt; 2day (well, and at church, too). and now &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; on the computer(which i haven't done in a while). &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; no longer allowed to play guitar hero. supposedly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; played too long today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;WhichiTA&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6043442026274743044-743384203011945719?l=hugawerewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/feeds/743384203011945719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6043442026274743044&amp;postID=743384203011945719' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/743384203011945719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/743384203011945719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/2008/12/wii.html' title='Wii!!!'/><author><name>Whambat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04366208948848020238</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-6043442026274743044.post-5085343403617324654</id><published>2008-12-10T20:42:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T21:02:33.038-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Chicken</title><content type='html'>tuna, toast, hither, yawn, Jungle Book, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;muggle&lt;/span&gt;, purse, lost, Ziggy, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Arted&lt;/span&gt;, screaming, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Voldemort&lt;/span&gt;, tap dancing, Constitution, revision, psychic, pineapple, Jeffery, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;rubix&lt;/span&gt; cube, alien, trout, werewolf, shrink, rats, zodiac, tent, broom, download, sickness, conditioner, whale, yellow, Roosevelt, chipmunks, woodchuck, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;spider man&lt;/span&gt;, bottle, japan, sushi, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;mattress&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swedish!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6043442026274743044-5085343403617324654?l=hugawerewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/feeds/5085343403617324654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6043442026274743044&amp;postID=5085343403617324654' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/5085343403617324654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/5085343403617324654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/2008/12/chicken.html' title='Chicken'/><author><name>Whambat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04366208948848020238</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-6043442026274743044.post-5071613800242016392</id><published>2008-12-10T20:25:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:42:17.188-06:00</updated><title type='text'>SNOW! IN TEXAS!</title><content type='html'>Seriously! &lt;em&gt;I'm not kidding! &lt;/em&gt;Really! I know it was just tiny little flakes! BUT STILL! SNOW! whoohoo! yeah! (quite cold though) what more can I say? snow! Chapter 3 of &lt;em&gt;Downside of Invisibility &lt;/em&gt;is turning out to be a lot longer (and angrier) than the other 2, and the prologue thingy too.&lt;br /&gt;The next thing I post shall be a chain of random words. For those of you who don't know what that means, it's where you start witha  word and then say a word that the previous word makes you think of. It doesn't have to be an immediate link, or something that somebody other than you woulds understand. Ex. watermelon, savannah, aslan, katelyn, sonar (they all SEEM completely unrelated right? wrong! watermelon relates to sanvannah, because my friend Savannah wears pink and green[watermelon colors, duh] a lot. alsan is a lion in Narnia and lions live in the savannah or grasslands, so aslan. Katelyn reads the Chronicles of Narnia--katelyn. ANd sonar is a guy with sunglasses who we don't know the name of, but deduced that he was blind and must have sonar, like a bat, because he was still very coordinated and was playing basketball) The thought process is much much shorter. more like watermelon-savannah-lion-aslan-narnia-katelyn-sonar. I was just nice enough to go through explaining it.&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY! yeah,&lt;br /&gt;SKIPPING!(relates to sonar btw)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6043442026274743044-5071613800242016392?l=hugawerewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/feeds/5071613800242016392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6043442026274743044&amp;postID=5071613800242016392' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/5071613800242016392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/5071613800242016392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/2008/12/snow-in-texas.html' title='SNOW! IN TEXAS!'/><author><name>Whambat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04366208948848020238</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-6043442026274743044.post-408981935726692175</id><published>2008-12-09T20:59:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T21:08:40.578-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bleh... TAKS practice</title><content type='html'>Why?!?!? Is it really necessary to make us practice for it? So much time taken up from the day... and once we finish, we get to sit in homeroom doing nothing but read! (i forgot to bring a book, or i would've been prepared with &lt;em&gt;the Host&lt;/em&gt;  or some other big thick book. (maybe HP, I haven't read any of those in a while) i tried to write during that time, and my teacher didn't notice for about an hour then he said, "no you have to have a book." or something close to that. Well, does a book &lt;em&gt;in&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;progress&lt;/em&gt; count? Apparently not...&lt;br /&gt;I had to reread and reread and reread the only book I had with me.(a comic just so you know. I like those books, but they're small, and I'd already read that one a lot, so, reading it AGAIN wasn't the most fun i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;could've&lt;/span&gt; had)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;TOMATILLO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6043442026274743044-408981935726692175?l=hugawerewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/feeds/408981935726692175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6043442026274743044&amp;postID=408981935726692175' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/408981935726692175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/408981935726692175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/2008/12/bleh-taks-practice.html' title='Bleh... TAKS practice'/><author><name>Whambat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04366208948848020238</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-6043442026274743044.post-165400553338208226</id><published>2008-12-06T21:06:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T21:15:20.128-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Writer's lethargy!</title><content type='html'>lethargy means general laziness and lack of motivation. I seriously need to go on and WRITE! I only have 8-and-a-bit-more-chapters even though I started it about a year ago! I can't believe myself! And &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; SO close to a part I'm really eager to write I should &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;just&lt;/span&gt; go on and write it whether it's good or not so I can get to the part when (well... no spoilers shall be on this blog, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;never mind&lt;/span&gt;)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... I donm't have much new on Downside oif invisibility. I have not posted any more of it online.(but still feel free to look at what IS there(see link in previous post) and comment on it here! (eagerly awaiting any feedback)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watermelon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6043442026274743044-165400553338208226?l=hugawerewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/feeds/165400553338208226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6043442026274743044&amp;postID=165400553338208226' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/165400553338208226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/165400553338208226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/2008/12/writers-lethargy.html' title='Writer&apos;s lethargy!'/><author><name>Whambat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04366208948848020238</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-6043442026274743044.post-6052115402014854761</id><published>2008-11-28T16:30:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T17:00:40.789-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wafer-thin smore!</title><content type='html'>the title is in reference to some skit on Saturday Night Live (i think) that my parents told me about once; the "wafer-thin mint," in which, a very large man just finished a very large dinner at a restaurant and is very full. A waiter offers him a mint, and he turns it down, saying that he can't eat anymore. When the waiter insists "c'mon, it's only a wafer-thin mint," the customer takes the mint, eats it and (i think) explodes.&lt;br /&gt;I had a similar experience yesterday, on thanksgiving of all days! We had already had dinner(more like 'linner' since we had it at 3-ish) and pie. Then, my grandparents' neighbors invited us to come over and roast marshmallows and make smores. I had to go because my brother and cousin went(i didn't really want to because I was full), and then, they ust looked so good...&lt;br /&gt;I didn't even finish the thing! &gt;.&lt; I had to leave... too full...&lt;br /&gt;to cut a long, gross story short and, not gross,  I didn't get to fully digest the coconut pie or the semi-smore... I didn't lose my lunch, but I did lose dessert...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAK!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6043442026274743044-6052115402014854761?l=hugawerewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/feeds/6052115402014854761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6043442026274743044&amp;postID=6052115402014854761' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/6052115402014854761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/6052115402014854761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/2008/11/wafer-thin-smore.html' title='Wafer-thin smore!'/><author><name>Whambat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04366208948848020238</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6043442026274743044.post-8689821738533388479</id><published>2008-11-15T20:58:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T21:07:44.134-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fruit people! (no, not gay...)</title><content type='html'>They are not fruity as in flamboyantly, overly happy, and seemingly-homo! Each of their heads is shaped like a different fruit, and each on has a different emotion/stereotype/whatever!&lt;br /&gt;shall I list them?&lt;br /&gt;nervous pineapple! (he's my fave)&lt;br /&gt;Hyper pumpkin! (okay, so they aren't all fruit)&lt;br /&gt;depressed blueberry!&lt;br /&gt;"happy" (actually crazy) jalapeno!&lt;br /&gt;emo strawberry!!! (whoo!")&lt;br /&gt;angry mango!&lt;br /&gt;overjoyed orange!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope to put them online sometime soon! when I do, I shall post a link to the website!&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* someday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QUAIL!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6043442026274743044-8689821738533388479?l=hugawerewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/feeds/8689821738533388479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6043442026274743044&amp;postID=8689821738533388479' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/8689821738533388479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/8689821738533388479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/2008/11/fruit-people-no-not-gay.html' title='Fruit people! (no, not gay...)'/><author><name>Whambat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04366208948848020238</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-6043442026274743044.post-7225245777038777163</id><published>2008-11-13T20:44:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T21:00:51.121-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='song stuck in my head'/><title type='text'>AAAAHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! (oops did I say that out loud?)</title><content type='html'>I meant to blog about this yesterday, but I didn't get around to it... anyway, FULL MOON! FULL MOON! no werewolves in school yesterday! (i know that doesn't entirely make sense to you, but it's in my book, they stay wolves the whole day that the moon is completely full...) in other news, I may decide to write a poem later, and in other &lt;em&gt;other &lt;/em&gt;news, I must perfect the solos in &lt;em&gt;he never failed me yet&lt;/em&gt;  for region choir (i really should be practicing...)! in other &lt;em&gt;other &lt;/em&gt;OTHER news, i have a song stuck in my head! I think it's &lt;em&gt;unfaithful&lt;/em&gt; by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Rihanna&lt;/span&gt;... not entirely sure...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; i don't wanna do this anymore!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i don't wanna be the reason why,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;every time I walk out the door, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I see him die a little more inside!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and I don't wanna hurt him anymore&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[i don't know this phrase]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't wanna be... a murderer!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah! she's a murderer!?! oh, well at least she's not &lt;em&gt;happy &lt;/em&gt;about it! just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;kidding&lt;/span&gt;, I think the song's about a  girl who cheated on her boyfriend and now she feels really guilty 4 hurting him! it's her fault 4 cheating on him in the 1st place!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;um...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;PROPAGANDA&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6043442026274743044-7225245777038777163?l=hugawerewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/feeds/7225245777038777163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6043442026274743044&amp;postID=7225245777038777163' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/7225245777038777163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/7225245777038777163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/2008/11/aaaahooooooooooooooo-oops-did-i-say.html' title='AAAAHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! (oops did I say that out loud?)'/><author><name>Whambat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04366208948848020238</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-6043442026274743044.post-3171327178998694345</id><published>2008-11-11T20:33:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T20:41:36.192-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sonic the Were-hog!</title><content type='html'>Okay I just saw a commercial for a new video game called &lt;em&gt;Sonic Unleashed, &lt;/em&gt;in which Sonic becomes some strange werewolf creature at night. It shows him all monster-ish and fuzzy! I think it might almost look cool if he wasn't blue (even though blue is my fave color, it just doesn't go with werewolf, or were-hedgehog for that matter). Emphasis  on &lt;em&gt;almost. &lt;/em&gt;anyway, it seemed like it fit with &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hugawerewolf,&lt;/em&gt;  so, um, yeah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Tacos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6043442026274743044-3171327178998694345?l=hugawerewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/feeds/3171327178998694345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6043442026274743044&amp;postID=3171327178998694345' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/3171327178998694345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/3171327178998694345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/2008/11/sonic-were-hog.html' title='Sonic the Were-hog!'/><author><name>Whambat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04366208948848020238</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-6043442026274743044.post-28886901025616189</id><published>2008-11-09T18:27:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T20:35:16.936-06:00</updated><title type='text'>RETREAT!</title><content type='html'>this post has nothing to so with running away from anyone. It was a church retreat. We went to Trinity Pines! yay! trinity-ish! And piny too! there was a challenge course! there was a rock wall and a difficult to climb ladder you could choose to climb either one to get up there! (i tried the rock wall first, but I guess I'm more of a weakling than I thought, I had to move sideways 1/5 y\of the way up and climb the ladder...) then you could choose to go across a tightrope thingy or a bridge thingy! The tightrope is 2 wires parallel to each other, so you just have your feet on one and you hold onto the other one as you scooch to the other side. The bridge is 2 wires lose together with wooden boards on them that you cross. then once you crossed THOSE you walked across some wooden pole thingies! again there are 2 choices:&lt;br /&gt;1.a straight pole, just a balance beam really. Called the Catwalk&lt;br /&gt;2. two criss-crossing beams. you walk down one then switch to walking up the other halfway through. Called the "X factor"&lt;br /&gt;If you manage to make it through all this madness,(which is &lt;em&gt;30 or 40 feet above ground&lt;/em&gt;) &lt;em&gt;then&lt;/em&gt;  you get to RIDE A ZIP-LINE! WHEE! whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo-- *breathe* --oooooooooooooooo!&lt;br /&gt;oh, and by the way, if you for some reason thought I was all super-human with perfect balance and everything, I'm not. They have you safely strapped in at all times, so even if I did stumble and fall (i didn't) i would have stopped falling very quickly. no eminent death for the clumsies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also i was very energetic the whole weekend!&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;I ran more than I ever have (i think) and i didn't get that tired! I wonder why? umm... lost my train of thought... Oh! sorry i missed ur B-day kaden! I was busy making smores, but I bet ur cake was better! *jealousy* ANYWAY happy birthday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6043442026274743044-28886901025616189?l=hugawerewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/feeds/28886901025616189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6043442026274743044&amp;postID=28886901025616189' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/28886901025616189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/28886901025616189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/2008/11/retreat.html' title='RETREAT!'/><author><name>Whambat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04366208948848020238</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-6043442026274743044.post-5272693741395477437</id><published>2008-11-07T20:36:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T20:58:53.912-06:00</updated><title type='text'>yadaydyada...</title><content type='html'>Um... time for chatter! i finished&lt;em&gt;  blood and chocolate!&lt;/em&gt; my new name is Natalie! I need to write some more (on anything really...)! I may or may not be a Homo-sapien(ha ha just kidding!)! My crush is completely unrequited(It doesn't really matter that much, I'm not obsessed with him. I'll deal...)! um... These gardening gloves are too stiff! lasagna tradition shall resume! I'm craving shrimp cocktail! my dog is dog-tired! 2 glasses of Dr.Pepper! Why eleven cents? Spiraling into bookless-mode! Restless eye movement! Printing Cartridge Alignment Page! isn't Webster a good name 4 a tarantula? punctuation[] is" fun'!?,.&lt;&gt; :... who is your nightmare about? If Mom dies we all go swimming! (it was in a dream I had, and in said dream, I was grimly satisfied that at least my swimsuit was black) Whoever madethe Twilight commercial is a big fat Drama Queen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems kind of pointless to post a rando word at the end of this post, what with all the random phrases and sentences, but...&lt;br /&gt;Hula-hoop!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6043442026274743044-5272693741395477437?l=hugawerewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/feeds/5272693741395477437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6043442026274743044&amp;postID=5272693741395477437' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/5272693741395477437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/5272693741395477437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/2008/11/yadaydyada.html' title='yadaydyada...'/><author><name>Whambat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04366208948848020238</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-6043442026274743044.post-2465482147360697744</id><published>2008-11-06T20:41:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T20:54:16.879-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The END OF THE WORLD!!!</title><content type='html'>somebody in my Church choir claims that the world will end in 2012! she says that that's as far as the Mayan calendar went, and they were a very intelligent culture for their time, so she believes that they knew the end of the world would come 4 years from now. If you ask me, they just didn't continue their calendar because they were conquered by Spain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other news, I found a werewolf book! (thank you Nino!) It's called &lt;em&gt;Blood and Chocolate&lt;/em&gt;! It really plays up some of the old legends, likethe full moon and the hurt by silver and (to some exent) the eating people. But it's a really good book! yay!&lt;br /&gt;[sung to a repetetive tune]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i found a werewolf book!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i found a werewolf book!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;time for celebration!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;for great rejoicing!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;...SQUABBLING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6043442026274743044-2465482147360697744?l=hugawerewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/feeds/2465482147360697744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6043442026274743044&amp;postID=2465482147360697744' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/2465482147360697744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/2465482147360697744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/2008/11/end-of-world.html' title='The END OF THE WORLD!!!'/><author><name>Whambat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04366208948848020238</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6043442026274743044.post-6884148541419177841</id><published>2008-11-01T19:20:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T19:53:42.971-05:00</updated><title type='text'>yeah, this post is about books mostly...</title><content type='html'>I have run out of things to do on the computer! playlists are only entertaining 4 so long... and I read some outtakes from Twilight and new moon. I saw the word "outtakes while looking  at the twilight section of StepheniMeyer.com ands thought "oh! clips from the movie!" turns out it was sections of writing that didn't actually get published. so I read those. I did NOT like the alternate storyline of New Moon. Basically  it had Jake never getting around to telling Bella he's a werewolf(okay i know, in the published book he makes her guess, but still), he doesn't come visit her @ night, she's heartbroken again, and @ the end when Ed's back, &lt;em&gt;he&lt;/em&gt; has to tell her! it was all excrutiatingly well written, of course, but... I didn't like that storyline. anyway, it wasn't hte entire book, only the parts that were very different, and it fills you in, so it doesn't take that long to read. Anyway, there aren't any outtakes for Eclipse or Breaking Dawn, so, Nothing more to read...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am frustrated with myself! I meant to grab my library book before going 2 my Grandma's house, but I left it at home! And it's good! It's called&lt;em&gt; The Black Tattoo &lt;/em&gt;and it's about demons and superpowers and dead mothers and cheating fathers and pidgeon poop and kung fu and butterflies and curly hair and hobos and ink and pancakes and Hell(it's not a bad word when you're talking about the place) and London pubs and tobacco (and did I mention pidgeon poop?) and a guy named Jack, who I think needs to grow some backbone! Yes I just listed every random thing I could think of  from that book. It's not really ALL about pancakes and tobacco and hobos and fathers that commit adultery, but I do believe that everything else is of great importance! wait, the hobo is very important! without him, Charlie would never become posessed by a demon! how could I ever doubt his significance?!?&lt;br /&gt;Am I coming across as crazy? 8-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tutorial!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6043442026274743044-6884148541419177841?l=hugawerewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/feeds/6884148541419177841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6043442026274743044&amp;postID=6884148541419177841' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/6884148541419177841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/6884148541419177841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/2008/11/yeah-this-post-is-about-books-mostly.html' title='yeah, this post is about books mostly...'/><author><name>Whambat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04366208948848020238</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-6043442026274743044.post-1161544236434807283</id><published>2008-11-01T16:16:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T16:25:31.110-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Spell your name!</title><content type='html'>Your name: Katie&lt;br /&gt; Your name with your elbow(s): katie&lt;br /&gt;Your name with your chin : kias6t5i9e&lt;br /&gt;Your name typed with a pen: katie&lt;br /&gt;Your name with your forehead: ikq265944&lt;br /&gt;Your name with nose: katie&lt;br /&gt;Your name with eyes closed: katue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is sort of like the one word tag! If I tag you, it means I want to see this on your blog(with your name attempted)&lt;br /&gt;I tag:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;margin writer&lt;/span&gt; (my dad),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;clueless llama&lt;/span&gt; (my bff),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;jibe ho&lt;/span&gt; (my bff's dad)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6043442026274743044-1161544236434807283?l=hugawerewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/feeds/1161544236434807283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6043442026274743044&amp;postID=1161544236434807283' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/1161544236434807283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/1161544236434807283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/2008/11/spell-your-name.html' title='Spell your name!'/><author><name>Whambat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04366208948848020238</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-6043442026274743044.post-8739990702450158166</id><published>2008-10-28T20:29:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T20:49:42.334-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Monsters!</title><content type='html'>yay! monsters! yay!!!!!!!!! whee!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;okay, now to explain my weirdness. "monsters" is a song by Matchbook Romance! Awesome song! i'm listening to it right now!!&lt;br /&gt;As usual, i give you the chorus:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;we are, we are the the shaken,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;we are the monsters&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;underneath your bed!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yeah, believe what you read...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;we are we are mistaken,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;we are the voices inside your head!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yeah, believe what you see...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it great!? haha!&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;WAFFLES!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6043442026274743044-8739990702450158166?l=hugawerewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/feeds/8739990702450158166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6043442026274743044&amp;postID=8739990702450158166' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/8739990702450158166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/8739990702450158166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/2008/10/monsters.html' title='Monsters!'/><author><name>Whambat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04366208948848020238</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-6043442026274743044.post-8295894858634212438</id><published>2008-10-27T20:45:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T20:59:56.102-05:00</updated><title type='text'>wah!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;... if you press enter while you're still in the title block, it publishes the post... I had to go back and edit this one for that very reason! (hence the title, "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;wah&lt;/span&gt;!")&lt;br /&gt;       anyway,  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; been &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;consumed&lt;/span&gt; by (very minor) writer's block! (because I wrote something &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;unnecessary that happened to sound really good, and it fit with the way i wrote that part before, but I'm rewriting it and that doesn't fit so well now, but Im relctant to just cross it out, because it sounds good in conjunction with the previous paragraph, so I have the sentence fragment "so it surprised me when..." I think I'm just being srt of lazy... well I am lazy. I know that about myself, just like i know that I'm always more energetic at night! I felt like I could sleep at five, but now i'm all keyed up! RRRRRG! I &lt;em&gt;should &lt;/em&gt;just cross that out of my story! I'm kinda put out with myself. This shouldn't be so hard! forget about surprise!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;    nobody has commented on my story title. Again I say, &lt;em&gt;SUNLIT MOON&lt;/em&gt;! JUST TELL ME IF YOU THINK IT IS A SUITABLE TITLE! HEN i'LL STOP YELLING ABOUT IT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;...&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ECONOMY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6043442026274743044-8295894858634212438?l=hugawerewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/feeds/8295894858634212438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6043442026274743044&amp;postID=8295894858634212438' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/8295894858634212438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/8295894858634212438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/2008/10/wah.html' title='wah!'/><author><name>Whambat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04366208948848020238</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-6043442026274743044.post-7056431322549989274</id><published>2008-10-26T15:45:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T16:06:19.635-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blaeuh!</title><content type='html'>Sadly, it's nothing new... I'm just rereading New Moon! oh! I went to fire fest yesterday! there was fire, and T-shirts,  and moonwalks(that I didn't bounce on-- I'm not 5), and firetrucks, and chopped beef, and jewelry, and bagpipes and TIDDIES! That's a not-well-known brand of casual sandal that my  Mom's aunt (or my great aunt) used to own. It was almost semi-popular in the seventies. Anyway, somebody bought the company and sold them at the fest (No, not festival. JUST FEST!) I wanted to get a pair, but I didn't have any $$$$ on me. I'm sleepy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cantaloupe, ghoul, washateria, gum, quail, obsessive compulsive disorder, colorful, anidisestablishmentarianism, Lutheran, adoption(ha ha clueless llama! it's another "tion" word!) , empress, trombones, Indiana, lamp, tutoring, popcorn, yo-yo, mollify, hydrangea, pilgrim, desensitized, velvet, machinery, kidnapped, audition(and another), turquoise, cacti, locust, see-saw, tanning, Napoleon, underfed, zombie, watermelon ANNNND...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;REDUNDANT!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6043442026274743044-7056431322549989274?l=hugawerewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/feeds/7056431322549989274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6043442026274743044&amp;postID=7056431322549989274' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/7056431322549989274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/7056431322549989274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/2008/10/blaeuh.html' title='Blaeuh!'/><author><name>Whambat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04366208948848020238</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-6043442026274743044.post-5024690073147480490</id><published>2008-10-24T20:58:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T21:01:51.854-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Boredom!</title><content type='html'>I'm so bored! so bored so bored so bored so bored.......&lt;br /&gt;OKAY! ^u^ I'm gonna go write about werewolves now!&lt;br /&gt;:-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;undulation!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6043442026274743044-5024690073147480490?l=hugawerewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/feeds/5024690073147480490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6043442026274743044&amp;postID=5024690073147480490' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/5024690073147480490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/5024690073147480490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/2008/10/boredom.html' title='Boredom!'/><author><name>Whambat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04366208948848020238</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-6043442026274743044.post-16344834174458331</id><published>2008-10-23T20:39:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T20:53:10.704-05:00</updated><title type='text'>uh...</title><content type='html'>Ah! english paper is finally done! I did like writing it though. Is it weird that I think some (NOT &lt;em&gt;ALL &lt;/em&gt;) writing prompts are fun? I just don't get writers' block when the writing isn't MY original idea. I don't get stuck wondering "what's next?" when I didn't make up the beginning of hte story. And yes, I do like jacob (actor and character). Wah... he was only in one scene this week! :(&lt;br /&gt;Today is NATIONAL MOLE DAY!!!  A girl in my church choir told me that! Thank you Melodie (isn't that a beautiful name?)!&lt;br /&gt;my bro wants to be a samurai-sword weilding vampire! Anyone who reads the Twilight knows that vampires have no use for weapons!!!&lt;br /&gt;Oh, also, my friend ryan wants to know where you can buy a weejie board(did I spell that right?) besides on Ebay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Daisuki!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (means 'love' or 'big like' in japanese)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6043442026274743044-16344834174458331?l=hugawerewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/feeds/16344834174458331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6043442026274743044&amp;postID=16344834174458331' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/16344834174458331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/16344834174458331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/2008/10/uh_23.html' title='uh...'/><author><name>Whambat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04366208948848020238</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-6043442026274743044.post-8519721374812251959</id><published>2008-10-19T13:53:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T14:11:22.756-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I have a song stuck in my head!!!</title><content type='html'>It's from &lt;em&gt;Into the Woods. &lt;/em&gt;the title of the song is &lt;em&gt;the Last Midnight&lt;/em&gt; and I have one part of it stuck in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you're so nice.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you're not good you're not bad,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you're just nice&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm not _____ I'm not ____,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm just RIGHT!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know all the words to that part. If you know those 2 missing words, please tell me.&lt;br /&gt;Also, the song &lt;em&gt;Psycho&lt;/em&gt; is stuck in my head now. It is NOT from a musical, It's on the radio. the chorus goes like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybe I'm the one,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;maybe I'm the one who is a Schizophrenic psycho yeah...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybe you're the one,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;maye you're the one who is a paranoid freak!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;CRADLE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6043442026274743044-8519721374812251959?l=hugawerewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/feeds/8519721374812251959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6043442026274743044&amp;postID=8519721374812251959' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/8519721374812251959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/8519721374812251959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-have-song-stuck-in-my-head.html' title='I have a song stuck in my head!!!'/><author><name>Whambat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04366208948848020238</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-6043442026274743044.post-6932533297055266192</id><published>2008-10-14T20:39:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T21:01:40.518-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ALL MY PRESENCE! or presents...</title><content type='html'>I got &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;4 Barnes and Noble gift cards! &lt;em&gt;4!!! &lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;one is worth $50 (thanks daddy!) I also got one from Borders (I do like books but...), 2 from old navy (thank u dad and aunt lisa and uncle lance [I'm still not used to calling him uncle, Lisa just married last november, and I don't see them much...]), and a $10 TO tARGET(thankies josh-josh)! Also a huge thank u to all the people who actually got me STUFF!&lt;br /&gt;     *Katelyn, I love the Twilight calender!&lt;br /&gt;*Clueless llama, I used the awesome purse today!&lt;br /&gt;                 *Mama, I LOVE THE SHIRT! OW DID YOU KNOW IT WAS JUST WHAT i WANTED? (not that my constant asking to go and buy it had anything to do with your insight)&lt;br /&gt;          *Grandaddy Bob, I know your not reading this but thanks for the keyboard. but we have no room 4 it @ the house. it's now living @ dad's apartment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sorority!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6043442026274743044-6932533297055266192?l=hugawerewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/feeds/6932533297055266192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6043442026274743044&amp;postID=6932533297055266192' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/6932533297055266192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/6932533297055266192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/2008/10/barnes-and-noble.html' title='ALL MY PRESENCE! or presents...'/><author><name>Whambat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04366208948848020238</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-6043442026274743044.post-3058419186257953484</id><published>2008-10-12T12:34:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T12:38:02.284-05:00</updated><title type='text'>oh, by the way...</title><content type='html'>the song in the previous post is &lt;em&gt;you're gonna go far, kid &lt;/em&gt;by The Offspring. I don't know anything about that band, I just heard the song on the radio&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6043442026274743044-3058419186257953484?l=hugawerewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/feeds/3058419186257953484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6043442026274743044&amp;postID=3058419186257953484' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/3058419186257953484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/3058419186257953484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/2008/10/oh-by-way.html' title='oh, by the way...'/><author><name>Whambat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04366208948848020238</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-6043442026274743044.post-1542374218369038823</id><published>2008-10-12T11:49:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T12:48:07.469-05:00</updated><title type='text'>MURDER SONG!</title><content type='html'>still a little sick and my birtday is tomorrow! and I have a song about killing people stuck in my head! AAAHHHH!!! the chorus goes someting like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;with a thousand lies and a good disguise,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hit 'em right between the eyes! hit 'em right between the eyes!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;when you walk away, nothin' more to say,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;see the lightning in your eyes, see 'em running&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; [screamed]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; FOR THEIR LIVES!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no clue how you're supposed to see someting that's in your eyes(even if lightning was there). is there a mirror somewhere? And if you were the main character in the song, wouldn't you be too busy killing people to notice your reflection anyway? and if there WAS lightning in your eyes, wouldn't you be blinded? my brother thinks I am being overly analitical about the lyrics. i say, why shouldn't I be? please comment and tell me if you also think this is a weird song, and if you also think that I am over analizing this, let me know s I can (maybe, not making any promises) tone down my craziness(just a little).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;MARIACHI!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6043442026274743044-1542374218369038823?l=hugawerewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/feeds/1542374218369038823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6043442026274743044&amp;postID=1542374218369038823' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/1542374218369038823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/1542374218369038823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/2008/10/still-little-sick-nd-y-birtday-is.html' title='MURDER SONG!'/><author><name>Whambat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04366208948848020238</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-6043442026274743044.post-2481524217183584808</id><published>2008-10-10T20:36:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T20:51:13.211-05:00</updated><title type='text'>oh... toxic waste...</title><content type='html'>aparrently the Pyvek suits won't do much for radioctive waste, but they would protect you from TOXIC waste. but if you went after anything radioactive, you'd probably get sick and die. so... uh yeah...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6043442026274743044-2481524217183584808?l=hugawerewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/feeds/2481524217183584808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6043442026274743044&amp;postID=2481524217183584808' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/2481524217183584808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/2481524217183584808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/2008/10/oh-toxic-waste.html' title='oh... toxic waste...'/><author><name>Whambat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04366208948848020238</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-6043442026274743044.post-2798284883704150300</id><published>2008-10-09T20:52:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T21:01:10.568-05:00</updated><title type='text'>EVEN MORE random word fun!!!</title><content type='html'>hairline, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;jump rope&lt;/span&gt;, daisies, terrestrial, yak, television, Columbus, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;disappearance&lt;/span&gt;, marshmallow, excommunicated, sweaty, parachute, Reebok, tenacious, parasite, dishwasher, hen, ferocious, card game, birthday, tropical rivers, steak, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;gamecube&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;AAAAAAAAAANNNND&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PTERODACTYL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6043442026274743044-2798284883704150300?l=hugawerewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/feeds/2798284883704150300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6043442026274743044&amp;postID=2798284883704150300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/2798284883704150300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/2798284883704150300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/2008/10/even-more-random-word-fun.html' title='EVEN MORE random word fun!!!'/><author><name>Whambat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04366208948848020238</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-6043442026274743044.post-2203170854353255029</id><published>2008-10-09T20:38:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T20:51:04.699-05:00</updated><title type='text'>radioactive halloween!</title><content type='html'>me and my bff usually dress up the same 4 halloween (and it's usually something really random like old ladies, or toilet paper researchers 4 FLUSH [Foundation for the Learning and Understanding of Sensitive Heinies] ) now we might be Radioative waste cleaners! ...if the Pyvek suits are still in the garage(why were they EVER in there? oh well, we're both so excited to dress up like that). oh I hope te're in there, but mom won't look until there's daylight and we can actually SEE in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO EXCITED!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6043442026274743044-2203170854353255029?l=hugawerewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/feeds/2203170854353255029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6043442026274743044&amp;postID=2203170854353255029' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/2203170854353255029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/2203170854353255029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/2008/10/radioactive-halloween.html' title='radioactive halloween!'/><author><name>Whambat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04366208948848020238</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-6043442026274743044.post-2891846686226275788</id><published>2008-09-26T20:58:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T21:07:16.404-05:00</updated><title type='text'>more random word fun!!!</title><content type='html'>As promised here is a list of random words&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;tortoise&lt;/span&gt;, spaghetti, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;fatigue&lt;/span&gt;, neutral, diversity, wombat, tube socks, psychic, pineapple, sombrero, donkey, muzzle, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;leopard&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;January&lt;/span&gt;, feather duster, carbon monoxide, banana split, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;paraphernalia&lt;/span&gt;, tissue, glovebox, Labrador, frugal, apparition, mendicant, laggard, pizza, abut, tragedy, Honda, nomad, costitution, AAAANNNNND... ABALONE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6043442026274743044-2891846686226275788?l=hugawerewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/feeds/2891846686226275788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6043442026274743044&amp;postID=2891846686226275788' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/2891846686226275788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/2891846686226275788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/2008/09/more-random-word-fun.html' title='more random word fun!!!'/><author><name>Whambat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04366208948848020238</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-6043442026274743044.post-7230546991291064505</id><published>2008-09-14T14:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T14:28:27.260-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ike survivor!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hurricane Ike came through on saturday. We have some power in town now, and everyone I know has survived ike (I hope; I don't know anyone from Galveston that didn't evacuate so...). yeah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I AM AN IKE SURVIVOR!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;:-D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6043442026274743044-7230546991291064505?l=hugawerewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/feeds/7230546991291064505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6043442026274743044&amp;postID=7230546991291064505' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/7230546991291064505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/7230546991291064505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/2008/09/ike-survivor.html' title='Ike survivor!'/><author><name>Whambat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04366208948848020238</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-6043442026274743044.post-601910863481993108</id><published>2008-08-11T22:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T21:29:33.766-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Showers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;How many times have I seen magic? Many, many times before I knew what I was looking at. Every time the earth has a drink, each time the sun’s rays take a break from shining, whenever children gaze forlornly out the windows. Each and every moment when the rain falls down I see a miracle.&lt;br /&gt;Drizzling is the best kind of magic to me. Tolerable, refreshing, pleasant, magnificent sprinkling. I go out whenever I can, just to feel the water gently beat down on me. Nothing compares to the serenity of these moments.&lt;br /&gt;And here comes another chance. The rain comes down silently, almost invisible. I go outside for nature’s cool caress on my arms. It feels wonderful. What’s new?&lt;br /&gt;I remember why this feels like magic. It’s unpredictable. Sure, the forecast says when it’s going to rain, and in what general area. But the weather channel won’t say things like “expect fantastic tranquility on Main Street” or “seventy-five percent chance of lying in bed to read.” Each drop of rain is random, none alike, even in their uniformity. Their differences are only in their landings. No drop lands in exactly the same place as another.&lt;br /&gt;It stops raining. Thus ends the magical misty morning. I go back inside to dry off. I can’t wait for the next shower.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6043442026274743044-601910863481993108?l=hugawerewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/feeds/601910863481993108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6043442026274743044&amp;postID=601910863481993108' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/601910863481993108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/601910863481993108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/2008/08/showers.html' title='Showers'/><author><name>Whambat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04366208948848020238</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-6043442026274743044.post-550033480939766166</id><published>2008-08-09T11:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T11:42:48.893-05:00</updated><title type='text'>More chatter about breaking dawn!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;OK! The werewolves are back! Hurrah! YIPEE! Werewolves are soooo much better than vampires! YAY! Jake! Seth's cool too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6043442026274743044-550033480939766166?l=hugawerewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/feeds/550033480939766166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6043442026274743044&amp;postID=550033480939766166' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/550033480939766166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/550033480939766166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/2008/08/more-chatter-about-breaking-dawn.html' title='More chatter about breaking dawn!'/><author><name>Whambat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04366208948848020238</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-6043442026274743044.post-3254979303334611717</id><published>2008-08-06T21:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T22:02:47.609-05:00</updated><title type='text'>hurrah!!!</title><content type='html'>I finally got breaking dawn! entering EXULTATION MODE!!! Got it @ 5:30 + i'm on page 108! YAY! There's not enough jacob! Where did all the werewolves go!?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6043442026274743044-3254979303334611717?l=hugawerewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/feeds/3254979303334611717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6043442026274743044&amp;postID=3254979303334611717' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/3254979303334611717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/3254979303334611717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/2008/08/hurrah.html' title='hurrah!!!'/><author><name>Whambat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04366208948848020238</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-6043442026274743044.post-6318973831518963333</id><published>2008-08-05T13:53:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T22:27:30.786-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Green Dog</title><content type='html'>I've got a really weird song stuck in my head today. My voice teacher gave it to me to work on 2 weeks ago. Its called "The green dog". As ridiculous as it is, its a very pretty song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"if my dog were green i never would be seen without a sea green bonnet with an enormous feather upon it. Shoes of leaf green, hose of tea green, coat of apple green, gloves of bottle green. in fact I never would be seen, except in green... If my dog were green. But alas no matter what you've heard, the facts are consistently absurd for my dog isn't green. And what sets the matter even more agog... I haven't any dog!"&lt;br /&gt;Ridiculous, huh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6043442026274743044-6318973831518963333?l=hugawerewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/feeds/6318973831518963333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6043442026274743044&amp;postID=6318973831518963333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/6318973831518963333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/6318973831518963333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/2008/08/ive-got-really-weird-song-stuck-in-my.html' title='The Green Dog'/><author><name>Whambat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04366208948848020238</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-6043442026274743044.post-2302365450618381249</id><published>2008-08-03T21:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T21:17:48.562-05:00</updated><title type='text'>hello again, and again, and again, and again...</title><content type='html'>hi, hello, hey, howdy, yo, greetings, good day, hallo, hola, buenos dias, aloha, bonjour, geuten taj, konichi wa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Know any other ways to say hi? please comment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6043442026274743044-2302365450618381249?l=hugawerewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/feeds/2302365450618381249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6043442026274743044&amp;postID=2302365450618381249' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/2302365450618381249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043442026274743044/posts/default/2302365450618381249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugawerewolf.blogspot.com/2008/08/hello-again-and-again-and-again-and.html' title='hello again, and again, and again, and again...'/><author><name>Whambat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04366208948848020238</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>
