<?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-1661148917013852113</id><updated>2012-02-16T23:06:07.468-05:00</updated><category term='Harley Quinn'/><category term='Super Mario'/><category term='you suck'/><category term='a dirty job'/><category term='ds cases'/><category term='Chris Moore'/><category term='Pacman'/><category term='Peacock'/><category term='nintendo'/><category term='DandD'/><category term='Dragon Quest'/><category term='writing'/><category term='gloves'/><category term='Green Lantern'/><category term='cleaning'/><category term='nintendo ds'/><title type='text'>AutumnSilverMoon</title><subtitle type='html'>Crafter, Writer, Creator.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsilvermoon.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1661148917013852113/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsilvermoon.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>AutumnSilverMoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03037826822240579301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hBuZRtPMUsU/SOTkdfDpyiI/AAAAAAAAAA8/WC0Odmxi2CI/S220/woo.bmp'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>37</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1661148917013852113.post-6489597606117484604</id><published>2008-12-18T09:57:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T10:08:51.964-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I wish people wouldn't wait till the last minute for Christmas gifts.</title><content type='html'>In the last week I have sold 8 wands, 7 ds cases, and 1 ds game case. 6 of the wands I had to make special order, and 1 ds case and the game case. I have been mighty busy which is really how I like it. I like having a deadline. I work faster then. I've been to the post office every day this week. Its been hectic but I love it! I just hope all of the things I've sent get to their new homes in time to be wrapped and put under the tree!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to Illinois for Christmas!!! HOORAY!! This is the first Christmas if four years that I get to spend it with my family. I'm really excited. All of my cousins are going to be there. Some I haven't seen in like a decade. My Aunt Georgia is getting Married on New Years eve so that is going to be alot of fun. I'm glad I sold all these things. It really helps to have some money to go there with. I'm going to take Winter to see Twilight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a snowstorm coming on Friday - Saturday Morning. Supposed to get 8 inches. Hopefully its all plowed by the Time Jeremy, Debi, and Winter get here to pick me up. Then its supposed to snow again Sunday afternoon. So we will have to leave early so we hopefully miss it. Damn weather trying to screw me over.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1661148917013852113-6489597606117484604?l=autumnsilvermoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsilvermoon.blogspot.com/feeds/6489597606117484604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1661148917013852113&amp;postID=6489597606117484604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1661148917013852113/posts/default/6489597606117484604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1661148917013852113/posts/default/6489597606117484604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsilvermoon.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-wish-people-wouldnt-wait-till-last.html' title='I wish people wouldn&apos;t wait till the last minute for Christmas gifts.'/><author><name>AutumnSilverMoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03037826822240579301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hBuZRtPMUsU/SOTkdfDpyiI/AAAAAAAAAA8/WC0Odmxi2CI/S220/woo.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1661148917013852113.post-4444862811183571290</id><published>2008-12-09T10:12:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:31:12.977-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sinus infection</title><content type='html'>I feel so sick! Saturday night Bobby and I went out, and I noticed that weird tickle at the back of &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.painstresscenter.com/images/GIFs/Mucinex.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 208px; height: 208px;" src="http://www.painstresscenter.com/images/GIFs/Mucinex.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;your throat you get before getting sick. I commented about it to Bobby, and thought nothing of it after.  Sunday I woke up feeling like crap. I couldn't breathe very well. Sunday night I tried to sleep, but I couldn't. I got up yesterday at 7 to take meds and drink some tea. I laid back down for a while but still couldn't sleep. Last night I took sleepy cold medicine so I could actually sleep. I think I scared the hell out of Bobby when I started choking in my sleep. I was half awake, half asleep when I finally stopped. I've run out of medicine and tissues. Bobby took the car because he needed it for work, but hes getting me medicine on his way home. He said he would bring it sooner if I need it. Nice guy that husband of mine. Now I'm sort of in a Sinus pain/fever/medicated stooper. I'm really hot, and with all the meds I've taken I really need to eat and drink something.  That mucinex stuff seriously helps.&lt;br /&gt;I really need to write. I haven't written in a while. I got annoyed when towards the end of the Writing contest, I was just spitting things out onto the paper that was horrible writing. So Instead of winning, I stepped back and let the date come and go. I'd rather lose then screw up my story so much then I never want to finish it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1661148917013852113-4444862811183571290?l=autumnsilvermoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsilvermoon.blogspot.com/feeds/4444862811183571290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1661148917013852113&amp;postID=4444862811183571290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1661148917013852113/posts/default/4444862811183571290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1661148917013852113/posts/default/4444862811183571290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsilvermoon.blogspot.com/2008/12/sinus-infection.html' title='Sinus infection'/><author><name>AutumnSilverMoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03037826822240579301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hBuZRtPMUsU/SOTkdfDpyiI/AAAAAAAAAA8/WC0Odmxi2CI/S220/woo.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1661148917013852113.post-295075792584719541</id><published>2008-12-03T09:26:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T09:45:59.502-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've had a lovely holiday weekend, how about you? We had dinner at Bobby's grandparents house on thanksgiving. It was nice. Sunday we went to Bobby's moms house and ate. She made yummy garlic mashed potatoes and her turkey was very good. The weekend we hung out. Yesterday I applied at some places, I painted the bathroom this pretty yellowy white color, cleaned the fish tank, and I made banana bread. Today I need to send out a hair clip, and I think I might paint Scott's bathroom. Its hot pink from when his sister lived there a few years ago. He has a gallon of &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hBuZRtPMUsU/STabG_w4BnI/AAAAAAAAADk/S-modmOtZeI/s1600-h/100_1701.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hBuZRtPMUsU/STabG_w4BnI/AAAAAAAAADk/S-modmOtZeI/s200/100_1701.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275574558009067122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a pinkish white color that would be a great primer to get that pink color muted before I go over it with the yellow. I shutter to think of what color it may turn out with out priming it with the light pink. I hope my mom sends me duct tape soon. I need to make some more DS cases before the holiday season is over!!! I have a couple ideas for them. I hope someone calls and offers me a job soon. I really hope that if they do, they are okay with me leaving for a week from like the 29th - 5th. I really want to see my family!! I week is going to suck but you take what you get. I'll make the most of it. I can't wait to see me Nephew. Last time I saw him he was just figuring out how to roll over from his back to his stomach, now hes walking around and saying stuff.  Well I better get to work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1661148917013852113-295075792584719541?l=autumnsilvermoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsilvermoon.blogspot.com/feeds/295075792584719541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1661148917013852113&amp;postID=295075792584719541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1661148917013852113/posts/default/295075792584719541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1661148917013852113/posts/default/295075792584719541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsilvermoon.blogspot.com/2008/12/ive-had-lovely-holiday-weekend-how.html' title=''/><author><name>AutumnSilverMoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03037826822240579301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hBuZRtPMUsU/SOTkdfDpyiI/AAAAAAAAAA8/WC0Odmxi2CI/S220/woo.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hBuZRtPMUsU/STabG_w4BnI/AAAAAAAAADk/S-modmOtZeI/s72-c/100_1701.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1661148917013852113.post-5773749196645905627</id><published>2008-11-24T13:03:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T13:13:32.642-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.teamsugar.com/files/upl0/3/32916/04_2008/robert%20pattinson.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 281px; height: 400px;" src="http://images.teamsugar.com/files/upl0/3/32916/04_2008/robert%20pattinson.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went and saw Twilight on Saturday with Bobby. It was awesome. It wasn't exactly like the book but of course they had to change stuff to make it all work. Edward was dreamy. I also loved Jacob but I have to remind myself that hes like 15 years old in real life, and that's a bit pedophileish so I'll stick to lusting after Robert Pattison who is really my age. He was on the best episode of Ellen on Friday. It was John Travolta and then him. John Travolta is my ultimate favorite. Robert is kinda a bit dumb. Hes hot but once he opens his mouth you're kinda cringing at what comes out. I'd still do him, I'd just tell him to keep his mouth shut. haha. The perk of being married to a Robert is you can pretend its Robert Pattison instead, and if you say his name hes none the wiser. Bobby didn't like it very much when I told him that.&lt;br /&gt;Well I better get to writing. I have less then a week left to write 20k words. I'm in trouble. I don't see how it will get done. I'll have to write 5k today to stay on track. Hopefully I can do it. Wish me luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1661148917013852113-5773749196645905627?l=autumnsilvermoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsilvermoon.blogspot.com/feeds/5773749196645905627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1661148917013852113&amp;postID=5773749196645905627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1661148917013852113/posts/default/5773749196645905627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1661148917013852113/posts/default/5773749196645905627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsilvermoon.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-went-and-saw-twilight-on-saturday.html' title=''/><author><name>AutumnSilverMoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03037826822240579301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hBuZRtPMUsU/SOTkdfDpyiI/AAAAAAAAAA8/WC0Odmxi2CI/S220/woo.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1661148917013852113.post-631958418067141025</id><published>2008-11-21T10:49:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T10:50:09.762-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.nanowrimo.org/NanowrimoUtils/NanowrimoMiniGraph/423819.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.nanowrimo.org//NanowrimoUtils/NanowrimoMiniGraph/423819-wc-pc-days.png" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm So far behind!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to see Twilight Tomorrow!!!! Huzzah!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1661148917013852113-631958418067141025?l=autumnsilvermoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsilvermoon.blogspot.com/feeds/631958418067141025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1661148917013852113&amp;postID=631958418067141025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1661148917013852113/posts/default/631958418067141025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1661148917013852113/posts/default/631958418067141025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsilvermoon.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-so-far-behind-im-going-to-see.html' title=''/><author><name>AutumnSilverMoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03037826822240579301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hBuZRtPMUsU/SOTkdfDpyiI/AAAAAAAAAA8/WC0Odmxi2CI/S220/woo.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1661148917013852113.post-6143721392510080842</id><published>2008-11-20T17:57:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T18:08:52.511-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm hungry</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ny-image0.etsy.com/il_430xN.45614000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 219px; height: 162px;" src="http://ny-image0.etsy.com/il_430xN.45614000.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recently made 3 new DS cases, I hope they sell. I need money so I can go see Twilight!! Its out tomorrow!!!! EEEEEEEEEEEE!!! (Thats the sound I make when I'm excited)&lt;br /&gt;I made a GhostBuster one, a Ninja Turtles, and a thundercats. I personally love the Ninja Turtles one the best. I need to make more but I'm pretty much out of most colors. I had to make do with what I had which happened to be mostly lime Green and Black. Now I &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ny-image3.etsy.com/il_430xN.45614943.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 169px;" src="http://ny-image3.etsy.com/il_430xN.45614943.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;barely have any black left. I have like 3 inches left of white, and probably the same with hot pink. It really limits what I can make.&lt;br /&gt;I haven't written much in DAYS so today I've mostly been focusing on that. I decided to write on my crap program on the laptop in my room, and then send it to the other computer and paste it into that program and re format it all. Its the only way I see that I can get the number of words I need to write by the end of the month. Its so noisy once people get home so its hard to focus but I'm trying my &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ny-image2.etsy.com/il_430xN.45615694.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 179px;" src="http://ny-image2.etsy.com/il_430xN.45615694.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hardest. Hopefully it works out. I really want to complete that contest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1661148917013852113-6143721392510080842?l=autumnsilvermoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsilvermoon.blogspot.com/feeds/6143721392510080842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1661148917013852113&amp;postID=6143721392510080842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1661148917013852113/posts/default/6143721392510080842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1661148917013852113/posts/default/6143721392510080842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsilvermoon.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-hungry.html' title='I&apos;m hungry'/><author><name>AutumnSilverMoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03037826822240579301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hBuZRtPMUsU/SOTkdfDpyiI/AAAAAAAAAA8/WC0Odmxi2CI/S220/woo.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1661148917013852113.post-4968795349485595534</id><published>2008-11-14T08:59:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T09:03:26.068-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess what?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;1 WEEK UNTIL TWILIGHT!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.paraorkut.com/img/pics/images/t/twilight-7167.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 426px; height: 604px;" src="http://images.paraorkut.com/img/pics/images/t/twilight-7167.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1661148917013852113-4968795349485595534?l=autumnsilvermoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsilvermoon.blogspot.com/feeds/4968795349485595534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1661148917013852113&amp;postID=4968795349485595534' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1661148917013852113/posts/default/4968795349485595534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1661148917013852113/posts/default/4968795349485595534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsilvermoon.blogspot.com/2008/11/guess-what.html' title='Guess what?'/><author><name>AutumnSilverMoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03037826822240579301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hBuZRtPMUsU/SOTkdfDpyiI/AAAAAAAAAA8/WC0Odmxi2CI/S220/woo.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1661148917013852113.post-3267036639386899069</id><published>2008-11-13T10:02:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T10:11:11.668-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I love my dreams.....</title><content type='html'>I always have these weird interesting dreams that I feel I should write down and turn into a story later on. Last night I was in this big warehouse or hospital or something with a ton of children through mid twenties. We were being evacuated and no one knew why. I felt like I had a part in the reason. The people kinda formed into two groups, the one group was a lot smaller then the other. I kept searching faces but couldn't find who I was looking for. I went into the smaller groups little area, under a big tent and the people there were mad about me coming in, but wouldn't touch me because they were afraid of me. I found my brother Jeremy, and told him I couldn't find Brandon, who in real life is an ex boyfriend I haven't seen in like 4 years. Jeremy came with me looking for him. We went in the hospital thing, it was turned into a place for people to sleep. Each room had a gross dirty mattress that had people sleeping on them in groups. I kept looking at each face but not finding him. Jeremy yelled that he found him, and He was in the last room of this long hallway. He was with this really skinny gross girl. Brandon was really weak to me, and crying after Jeremy found him. He was mad cause I hurt him somehow, but I wasn't sure how, but all I could think of is getting him away from this girl before he hurt her. So I begged and cried too for him to come with me. The girl got pissed and started yelling at me that he was hers, and they were together. She didn't understand that I was trying to save her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1661148917013852113-3267036639386899069?l=autumnsilvermoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsilvermoon.blogspot.com/feeds/3267036639386899069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1661148917013852113&amp;postID=3267036639386899069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1661148917013852113/posts/default/3267036639386899069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1661148917013852113/posts/default/3267036639386899069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsilvermoon.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-love-my-dreams.html' title='I love my dreams.....'/><author><name>AutumnSilverMoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03037826822240579301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hBuZRtPMUsU/SOTkdfDpyiI/AAAAAAAAAA8/WC0Odmxi2CI/S220/woo.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1661148917013852113.post-1506508928048842354</id><published>2008-11-10T09:56:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T10:05:32.630-05:00</updated><title type='text'>¡¡¡¡ǝɟıl ɹnoʎ sǝlnɹ uɯnʇnɐ</title><content type='html'>&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="never" allownetworking="internal" data="http://farm.sproutbuilder.com/load/agCWQQvODi7MWvVV.swf" width="210" align="middle" height="221"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;param name="allowNetworking" value="internal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://farm.sproutbuilder.com/load/agCWQQvODi7MWvVV.swf"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;param name="quality" value="best"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;img style="visibility: hidden; width: 0px; height: 0px;" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.10NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyMjYzMTAzNDI3MzQmcHQ9MTIyNjMxMDM3MDk1MyZwPTEyMDc*MSZkPWFnQ1dRUXZPRGk3TVd2VlYmZz*xJnQ9Jm89NjYwNGY3MDM4MzZkNGUwZGFjMzdhMzBlYmJkMzY5Mjk=.gif" width="0" border="0" height="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, it's already November 10th! I can't believe how fast time has been going. I had a lovely weekend. I mostly was re-reading Twilight. I'm halfway threw the last book now. I can tell when I've been reading Twilight too much when at night, between awake and asleep I have little dreams about twilight like its real. It happened last time I read them all too. I can't wait for the movie to finally come out. Its going to be AWESOME!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday we went to rock n' bowl with Jay, Brandon, and Charley. It was pretty fun. I got the highest score every time  but once and was pretty happy about it. That was until my mom informed me that we all sucked and a high score of 118 Isn't that good. lol. What a kill buzz. At least im the best of the sucky players!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sold a wand and two hair clips over the weekend. Woo hoo. I have to send out the Hair clips in a bit, but my mom has the wand at her house, so hopefully she reads this and sends it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope Torrid calls today and tells me to start working there. Ugh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1661148917013852113-1506508928048842354?l=autumnsilvermoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsilvermoon.blogspot.com/feeds/1506508928048842354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1661148917013852113&amp;postID=1506508928048842354' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1661148917013852113/posts/default/1506508928048842354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1661148917013852113/posts/default/1506508928048842354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsilvermoon.blogspot.com/2008/11/l-no-sln-unn.html' title='¡¡¡¡ǝɟıl ɹnoʎ sǝlnɹ uɯnʇnɐ'/><author><name>AutumnSilverMoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03037826822240579301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hBuZRtPMUsU/SOTkdfDpyiI/AAAAAAAAAA8/WC0Odmxi2CI/S220/woo.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1661148917013852113.post-2743028091810175748</id><published>2008-11-06T09:15:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T09:40:13.527-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't even want to think about it....</title><content type='html'>I had my interview yesterday. I thought I did OK until the ride home when all I could do is think of what I had done wrong. Despite my hoping, my nervous spaz side showed itself. I forgot to keep making good eye contact, I had to describe myself in 3 words and had a hard time with that. She asked me to describe the pen she was holding to her and try to sell it, I got flustered and my mind went blank. "Its white, and has a beautiful blue ink inside that's perfect for the season, its chic and goes with any outfit." Ok now thinking back it would have been a GREAT answer if I hadn't done the nervous figgiting before hand, and if Id slowly spoken instead of it all coming out in a jumbled mess. She asked me if I was nervous because I was shaking. No stupid me was too excited to eat before hand, and gets shaky when she doesn't have food in her. She asked what the manager at DSW might say about me if she were to ask, and I told her she would sing my praise. Which is totally true. Then she made a comment about me living so far away and if it would be even worth me working there. After the interview the spaz went away and I talked to her like a normal human being about how working there, my sister would expect presents all the time from me, and she told me about the 40% discount she doesn't ususally tell people about on the interview. I went home and cried a little. lol I wish I didn't turn into a spaz around people I really need to be myself around. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.manhattanbeer.com/productPhotos/Mikes_hpome_web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 236px; height: 151px;" src="http://www.manhattanbeer.com/productPhotos/Mikes_hpome_web.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I drink 3 mikes hard lemonades and drew up my map for my book. I'm feeling better today, but I've been trying to keep it off of my mind. This is why I didn't call you Winter or Mom last night. I just really wanted to forget what had happened.  Well I better get back to my book. Lots to write today to keep up with the deadline. (14 days till Twilight!!!!) Ciao&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1661148917013852113-2743028091810175748?l=autumnsilvermoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsilvermoon.blogspot.com/feeds/2743028091810175748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1661148917013852113&amp;postID=2743028091810175748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1661148917013852113/posts/default/2743028091810175748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1661148917013852113/posts/default/2743028091810175748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsilvermoon.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-dont-even-want-to-think-about-it.html' title='I don&apos;t even want to think about it....'/><author><name>AutumnSilverMoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03037826822240579301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hBuZRtPMUsU/SOTkdfDpyiI/AAAAAAAAAA8/WC0Odmxi2CI/S220/woo.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1661148917013852113.post-6024138346530196842</id><published>2008-11-05T08:26:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T08:36:34.712-05:00</updated><title type='text'>37,616/50,000 words left!</title><content type='html'>Today is a wonderful day. Lately I've been writing like a monster and I really feel I might be able to finish the National Novel Writing Month contest. Also I stayed up all night watching Mr. Obama become Mr. President Obama. I was excited every time he got another state. Yay for Ohio! I loved how it was just turning 9:00 in the central part of America and the men Katie Curric was talking to were already saying He was our new president, there was no way He wasn't going to be.  AAAAAAND...... I have a Job interview today at 3:30 at Torrid. I am really excited about it too. I'm going to charm the pants off of them. I've learned over the years how to be fake confident and how to hide the akwardness that is always trying to shine threw. I think I might actually be confident this time around. I have over a year and a half of expirience, I'm pleasant and knowledgable on how to help customers, why wouldn't you hire me?? Well just in case, i'm keeping my fingers crossed!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1661148917013852113-6024138346530196842?l=autumnsilvermoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsilvermoon.blogspot.com/feeds/6024138346530196842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1661148917013852113&amp;postID=6024138346530196842' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1661148917013852113/posts/default/6024138346530196842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1661148917013852113/posts/default/6024138346530196842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsilvermoon.blogspot.com/2008/11/3761650000-words-left.html' title='37,616/50,000 words left!'/><author><name>AutumnSilverMoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03037826822240579301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hBuZRtPMUsU/SOTkdfDpyiI/AAAAAAAAAA8/WC0Odmxi2CI/S220/woo.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1661148917013852113.post-1792035155154585795</id><published>2008-11-04T08:58:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T09:22:29.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ELECTION DAY!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hBuZRtPMUsU/SRBW7GYscFI/AAAAAAAAADc/btIujDiTraI/s1600-h/count.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 331px; height: 101px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hBuZRtPMUsU/SRBW7GYscFI/AAAAAAAAADc/btIujDiTraI/s400/count.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264803537722568786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hello! I haven't really written here in a while. Lets see, whats been going on. Well not much. We didn't do anything for Halloween, but that was alright. We had a nice weekend. It felt really long. Yesterday night when we were in bed, Bobby started talking about his dad. His dad keeps saying how by this time next year, hes going to be in New Mexico living.  So Bobby was telling me that his dad plans to give us the house, as a gift, and we have to pay the remaining amount on it. So Bobby wants to pay of this shit credit card we have, and then get a better one so we can build up our credit all next year so we can get a good loan from the bank. He was saying he could still do the same work hes doing now, just with out his dad, and since we will be moving into his dads room (Which is HUGE with a giant walk in closet and a huge bathroom with 2 sinks, a shower, and this bathtub that can fit a couple people in it) then we could ask his friends to move in here. Everytime we see Brandon he's always talking about how we should all get an apartment together, this would be even better. It would be our own house. I love his friends, and it wouldn't be bad with them here. It will most likely be really fun. But that's a whole year away, which is sorta good. Charley doesn't graduate until the spring, then hopefully by the end of the summer they could move in here. If we wanted we could even start having kids then. The walk in closet is open from the bedroom, no doors or anything so its like another room that is connected to our room. I told Bobby that we could make it into a little nursery, he didn't seem put off by it lol. But thats a long time away. No Babies for at least a year and a half!!! Maybe 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY ITS ELECTION DAY!!!! As soon as Bobby gets home were &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.extrememortman.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/08/Sarah%20Palin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 207px; height: 283px;" src="http://www.extrememortman.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/08/Sarah%20Palin.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;running to go vote. I'm not sure who to vote for in the local poles, but I have my mind set on the most important one. I hope you all vote responsibly! And remember, Mccaine will Probably die from a heart attack in office, Do you really want Palin running your country when he does??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1661148917013852113-1792035155154585795?l=autumnsilvermoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsilvermoon.blogspot.com/feeds/1792035155154585795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1661148917013852113&amp;postID=1792035155154585795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1661148917013852113/posts/default/1792035155154585795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1661148917013852113/posts/default/1792035155154585795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsilvermoon.blogspot.com/2008/11/hello-i-havent-really-written-here-in.html' title='ELECTION DAY!!!'/><author><name>AutumnSilverMoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03037826822240579301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hBuZRtPMUsU/SOTkdfDpyiI/AAAAAAAAAA8/WC0Odmxi2CI/S220/woo.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hBuZRtPMUsU/SRBW7GYscFI/AAAAAAAAADc/btIujDiTraI/s72-c/count.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1661148917013852113.post-1954876213755777848</id><published>2008-10-31T13:41:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T13:50:31.767-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://picture-book.com/files/userimages/47u/happy_halloween01_72.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 229px; height: 178px;" src="http://picture-book.com/files/userimages/47u/happy_halloween01_72.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://picture-book.com/files/userimages/47u/happy_halloween01_72.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Today is my absolute favorite holiday. Unfortunately I doubt we will be doing anything tonight. This makes me pretty sad. I want to dress up and have fun! Our friends Charley and her Boyfriend Brandon want to hang out with us but I don't think we will have the money to do anything. Sad! Oh well. Maybe good scary movies will be on tonight and we can watch them instead. I sold a wand today. I'll have to pack that up and send it tomorrow. Its a pretty purple one. I hope some more sell. I have a ton of wands sitting on my dresser! &lt;/span&gt;I better get going, I have stuff to do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://tn3-1.deviantart.com/fs8/300W/i/2005/298/2/0/happy_halloween_by_wrednawiedzma.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 172px; height: 247px;" src="http://tn3-1.deviantart.com/fs8/300W/i/2005/298/2/0/happy_halloween_by_wrednawiedzma.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1661148917013852113-1954876213755777848?l=autumnsilvermoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsilvermoon.blogspot.com/feeds/1954876213755777848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1661148917013852113&amp;postID=1954876213755777848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1661148917013852113/posts/default/1954876213755777848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1661148917013852113/posts/default/1954876213755777848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsilvermoon.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy.html' title='Happy Halloween!!'/><author><name>AutumnSilverMoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03037826822240579301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hBuZRtPMUsU/SOTkdfDpyiI/AAAAAAAAAA8/WC0Odmxi2CI/S220/woo.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1661148917013852113.post-5400568612947388454</id><published>2008-10-29T09:03:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T09:32:00.762-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Flippen snow?!? You have got to be kidding me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hBuZRtPMUsU/SQhiViRWVCI/AAAAAAAAADM/3wtVGrekVfU/s1600-h/100_1434.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hBuZRtPMUsU/SQhiViRWVCI/AAAAAAAAADM/3wtVGrekVfU/s320/100_1434.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262564286698771490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yesterday I woke up at 7 with Bobby. He wanted me to put up cove base at the house they were finishing, and I rock at it so I agreed to go. I open my window scared out of my wits because I heard it was supposed to snow. I look out, Not a drop of snow. I threw a small little party in my head. We leave and get to the house in Cohoes, which is about 45 minutes away. As the day goes on its getting colder and rainier. Around 4 we finish and look out the window. The rain had bits of snow also falling with it. "Oh man" so we head home before the roads get bad. about 25 minutes from home, the grass yards were starting to get slightly powdered. No biggy. 20 minutes from home, about a half inch of snow. 15 minutes from home it looked like a friggen BLIZZARD had hit. The roads up in the hills weren't plowed even &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hBuZRtPMUsU/SQhihEObqzI/AAAAAAAAADU/ec96w6bdop8/s1600-h/100_1435.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hBuZRtPMUsU/SQhihEObqzI/AAAAAAAAADU/ec96w6bdop8/s320/100_1435.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262564484791905074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;though they should be way up on the list since you go off the road, you can die from the way down to the ground. We saw 3 accidents, a couple red glowy things cops use to mark accidents from previous accidents, and we almost went off the road. So we got home and up the drive way since the snow was wet and the driveway wasn't frozen. (I'll have to take a picture of the driveway some time so you can see how happy I was we got up it) Bobby's dad left at the same time we left but he was in a huge work van. So we waited by the window, hoping he got home soon because it was scary out there. It took him an extra 20 minutes. He had to stop and move a tree that fell down into the driveway. A tree that was up just 20 minutes before when we went up it. We got about 7 inches of snow!! So I'm pretty cranky about this. Luckily its all supposed to melt by Friday. This is fall people. I shouldn't have to deal with snow for at least another month!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hBuZRtPMUsU/SQhhlR8SFKI/AAAAAAAAADE/F69PtaIPooY/s1600-h/100_1434.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1661148917013852113-5400568612947388454?l=autumnsilvermoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsilvermoon.blogspot.com/feeds/5400568612947388454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1661148917013852113&amp;postID=5400568612947388454' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1661148917013852113/posts/default/5400568612947388454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1661148917013852113/posts/default/5400568612947388454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsilvermoon.blogspot.com/2008/10/flippen-snow-you-have-got-to-be-kidding.html' title='Flippen snow?!? You have got to be kidding me!'/><author><name>AutumnSilverMoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03037826822240579301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hBuZRtPMUsU/SOTkdfDpyiI/AAAAAAAAAA8/WC0Odmxi2CI/S220/woo.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hBuZRtPMUsU/SQhiViRWVCI/AAAAAAAAADM/3wtVGrekVfU/s72-c/100_1434.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1661148917013852113.post-4484712435486218699</id><published>2008-10-27T09:26:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T09:41:04.149-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Going to the doctor soon.</title><content type='html'>I have a doctors appointment at 12:45 and I'm not looking forward to it. Its my annual. Not fun. I'm really nervous about what they are going to find. I have Cervical dysplasia and haven't been to the doctor in 2 years to check up on it. I'm supposed to go every 6 months. For those of you who don't know what that is. &lt;blockquote&gt;Cervical dysplasia is a term used to describe the appearance of abnormal cells on the surface of the cervix, the lowest part of the uterus. These changes in cervical tissue are classified as mild, moderate, or severe. While dysplasia itself does not cause health problems, it is considered to be a precancerous condition. Left untreated, dysplasia sometimes progresses to an early form of cancer known as cervical carcinoma in situ, and eventually to invasive &lt;b&gt;cervical cancer&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure it will be fine. Still I worry. I really hope to god it went away. I don't want to go threw another Colp. They hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to call Torrid tomorrow to check up on my application. I really need a job soon and Torrid seems like the least likely place I'll kill myself after working there for a month. Also tomorrow I'm going to work on my book for the better half of the day. I've been slacking really badly and poor Winter wants to read what happens next!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1661148917013852113-4484712435486218699?l=autumnsilvermoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsilvermoon.blogspot.com/feeds/4484712435486218699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1661148917013852113&amp;postID=4484712435486218699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1661148917013852113/posts/default/4484712435486218699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1661148917013852113/posts/default/4484712435486218699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsilvermoon.blogspot.com/2008/10/going-to-doctor-soon.html' title='Going to the doctor soon.'/><author><name>AutumnSilverMoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03037826822240579301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hBuZRtPMUsU/SOTkdfDpyiI/AAAAAAAAAA8/WC0Odmxi2CI/S220/woo.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1661148917013852113.post-6120024483609594070</id><published>2008-10-24T09:10:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T09:41:11.634-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday Bobby interrupted my writing to ask me to bring him some migraine pills and pepto. He didn't feel good so I dropped what I was doing and took him it. I decided to stay there until they were done because I didn't want to find my way back home from Cohoes, and I wanted to stay just in case Bobby needed to go come. So last night Bobby asked me If I wanted to go to work today and help. I said I didn't really know because there wasn't much for me to do. They assigned the projects that needed done today to the 4 boys working, and there was a tiny bit of painting, otherwise it was installing carpet. So I told him probably not. Well he took that as wake Autumn up and tell her its time for work. So I had to tell him no again and I think it hurt his feelings. I feel bad but I didn't get any writing done yesterday, the kitchen is a mess and needs cleaned, and our laundry needs washed. There is more important things for me to do here then paint for 2 hours there and then sit for 6 since I can't do much else. I'm sure they have work to do tomorrow, I'll just go then. I don't ever get on the computer on the weekends anyways.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1661148917013852113-6120024483609594070?l=autumnsilvermoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsilvermoon.blogspot.com/feeds/6120024483609594070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1661148917013852113&amp;postID=6120024483609594070' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1661148917013852113/posts/default/6120024483609594070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1661148917013852113/posts/default/6120024483609594070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsilvermoon.blogspot.com/2008/10/yesterday-bobby-interrupted-my-writing.html' title=''/><author><name>AutumnSilverMoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03037826822240579301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hBuZRtPMUsU/SOTkdfDpyiI/AAAAAAAAAA8/WC0Odmxi2CI/S220/woo.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1661148917013852113.post-749336623798663471</id><published>2008-10-23T08:57:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T09:23:38.956-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.farmhousefreshgoods.ca/assets/images/Maple_autumn-leaf306.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 68px; height: 79px;" src="http://www.farmhousefreshgoods.ca/assets/images/Maple_autumn-leaf306.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love writing. It is my passion, its what makes me happy in life. I wake up excited because I know I'm going to get that story down finally for others to read. I just hate the fact that ITS ALL I THINK ABOUT ALL DAY LONG. Its effecting my sleep at night people! I can't shut my brain off anymore. I lay in bed, lights are off, Bobby snoring next to me and instead of dozing off I'm running threw dialogue my characters should be having. I try to work out how the story line should go since I want this to be a series, I think of a reason why stuff is happening. Its driving me insane. When I don't sleep at night, I wake up not in tip top writing shape. The stuff I get out is crap and gets deleted as fast as I put it up. I don't know what to do to clear my head at night so I can get a good nights rest. Its like my brain is telling me to get up at 1am and write! That is when most of these ideas come. But I can't do that. At least in the morning I still remember all the good material I thought of the night before. Lucky Winter I didn't get a whole lot done so no wake up phone call for her!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.farmhousefreshgoods.ca/assets/images/Maple_autumn-leaf306.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 69px; height: 79px;" src="http://www.farmhousefreshgoods.ca/assets/images/Maple_autumn-leaf306.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1661148917013852113-749336623798663471?l=autumnsilvermoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsilvermoon.blogspot.com/feeds/749336623798663471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1661148917013852113&amp;postID=749336623798663471' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1661148917013852113/posts/default/749336623798663471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1661148917013852113/posts/default/749336623798663471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsilvermoon.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-love-writing.html' title=''/><author><name>AutumnSilverMoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03037826822240579301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hBuZRtPMUsU/SOTkdfDpyiI/AAAAAAAAAA8/WC0Odmxi2CI/S220/woo.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1661148917013852113.post-3835908925610379673</id><published>2008-10-22T09:24:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T09:43:52.918-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My head is pounding!</title><content type='html'>Since my lack of sleep yesterday, last night I took some sleepy medicine at like 8:00. Well I started to feel it at 8:30 and went to sleep at 9. I slept for 12 hours! My stomach has been hurting and my head. I woke up a few times because of Bobby coming in for bed, him getting up for work, and him leaving. Every time my head was pounding. It hurts like hell right now. I took 2 migraine pills so hopefully it will feel better soon. I should make some coffee because there is no other caffeine in the house and that's the only thing that helps get rid of my migraines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went and got Fable yesterday. The girl at the counter was friggen awesome and dressed like the girls in fable. I wanted to give her a hug of excellence but I didn't because who wants to be that  creepy girl who came in and hugged a random person? I got home at like noon and played it until Bobby got home. That was a solid 6 hours. I got married but I couldn't figure out how the hell to do it. Oh well, I'll just marry someone else in a far away town and try with them instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't get much writing done yesterday because of that game, but I need to get rid of this migraine before I can write anymore. Winter wants me to make a character based on her. lol Maybe I will slightly. I have a person who will be coming into the book shortly, but I need her slightly different then winter, but with lots of her traits. So maybe I'll name her Winna and have her looks and part of her personality, but also what I need from the character. I want to call Winter and discuss it. I wonder if 8:40AM central is too early for her. Maybe after I have some coffee I'll call.  Well that be all for now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i37.tinypic.com/21biw0m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 414px; height: 330px;" src="http://i37.tinypic.com/21biw0m.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1661148917013852113-3835908925610379673?l=autumnsilvermoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsilvermoon.blogspot.com/feeds/3835908925610379673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1661148917013852113&amp;postID=3835908925610379673' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1661148917013852113/posts/default/3835908925610379673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1661148917013852113/posts/default/3835908925610379673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsilvermoon.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-head-is-pounding.html' title='My head is pounding!'/><author><name>AutumnSilverMoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03037826822240579301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hBuZRtPMUsU/SOTkdfDpyiI/AAAAAAAAAA8/WC0Odmxi2CI/S220/woo.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i37.tinypic.com/21biw0m_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1661148917013852113.post-2119469136762921247</id><published>2008-10-21T08:57:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T09:26:06.302-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm so tired.</title><content type='html'>I wrote like hell yesterday. I sent what I wrote to Winter for her to read then later that night wrote a ton more. My mission was to finish this chapter today, that was until I didn't sleep last night. We went to bed right after CSI Miami and I was tired, but I just laid there all night. So I thought "I'll just plan out what will happen in my book." and I did. In my head. So hopefully I remember it all. I thought it would make me fall asleep, concentrating on just one thing usually does. This time Bobby's alarm went off at 5:45 and I realized I was still awake thinking about it. So after he left I finally fell asleep. That was until I dreamed that I woke up and it was 1:00. So naturally my body said omg wake up. I look at the clock and its 8:15. I fall back a sleep and wake up again thinking omg its so late. Nope it was 8:30. So I just got up since the damn dogs were knocking at the door so I would wake up. Now I'm dead &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.cwtv.com/shows/gossip-girl/cast/images/c/0002/cw-gossipgirl-prt-EWestwick-a_006293-72ce71-281x374.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.cwtv.com/shows/gossip-girl/cast/images/c/0002/cw-gossipgirl-prt-EWestwick-a_006293-72ce71-281x374.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;feeling. I'm so tired and just Blah. I have to leave around 12 to take Poppy to go pick up his truck from the shop, and then go pick up Fable 2. THANK GOD its out today. Last night, trying to watch Gossip Girl and all the Chuck Bass goodlyness and Bobby runs in. "Hey Lady"  "What Bob?" "FABLE 2 COMES OUT TOMORROW!!!!" and he runs out. GRRRR. For that I am playing it when I get home. He wont be home till probably after 6. That means Hours of me playing! Hes going to be so mad!! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I sold my Harley Quinn Ds case!! WOO HOO I was hoping it would sell before I absolutly fell in love with it and had to keep it. Today I sold a wand too! I think mom has it at her house so MOM SEND THAT WAND! KTHANKSBYE.&lt;br /&gt;Well despite my tiredness I'm going to attempt to write.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1661148917013852113-2119469136762921247?l=autumnsilvermoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsilvermoon.blogspot.com/feeds/2119469136762921247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1661148917013852113&amp;postID=2119469136762921247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1661148917013852113/posts/default/2119469136762921247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1661148917013852113/posts/default/2119469136762921247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsilvermoon.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-so-tired.html' title='I&apos;m so tired.'/><author><name>AutumnSilverMoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03037826822240579301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hBuZRtPMUsU/SOTkdfDpyiI/AAAAAAAAAA8/WC0Odmxi2CI/S220/woo.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1661148917013852113.post-4093043610356172901</id><published>2008-10-20T10:06:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T10:19:29.077-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Writing Machine</title><content type='html'>The weekend is over so I'm free to write on my blog. Pretty uneventful. Saturday I went with Bobby to paint trim on one of his jobs. It only took two hours but I was covered in paint all over my jeans. I was so mad since I have no pants that fit me anymore. I took a wet rag and scrubbed the paint off. It was freezing that day and the job had no heat so I had to sit with wet pants.&lt;br /&gt;All weekend all Bobby has been about to think about is Fable 2 coming on out Tuesday. Tell me over and over that he needs the car to pick up Fable 2 on Tuesday. I finally had to tell him no more talk of Fable 2 until Monday. I'm tired of hearing it. Thank God its out tomorrow. He can sit and play it and stop annoying me lol.&lt;br /&gt;Right now I'm adding on to a chapter I finished. I was reading Twilight and their chapters are like 20-30 pages long. Mine was way shorter. I really stopped it for no reason. I have plenty more to write in it. My goal is to write until 1:30 today. I think I have it in me. I'm really hungry though so I might need to take a small break and find some food. Well I  better get going then. Plenty to do!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1661148917013852113-4093043610356172901?l=autumnsilvermoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsilvermoon.blogspot.com/feeds/4093043610356172901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1661148917013852113&amp;postID=4093043610356172901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1661148917013852113/posts/default/4093043610356172901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1661148917013852113/posts/default/4093043610356172901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsilvermoon.blogspot.com/2008/10/writing-machine.html' title='Writing Machine'/><author><name>AutumnSilverMoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03037826822240579301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hBuZRtPMUsU/SOTkdfDpyiI/AAAAAAAAAA8/WC0Odmxi2CI/S220/woo.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1661148917013852113.post-4707498488447563522</id><published>2008-10-17T09:36:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T09:55:57.749-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its freezing in this house! It was warm the last two days, now its freezing out. This is why I hate the fall. I need to take a shower but I don't want to get into the cold bathtub to do it. Argh! It's 62 degrees in here. Lame.&lt;br /&gt;I'm really hungry. I've been trying to cut back on the food I eat because I've gained alot of weight the past 6 months. So I bought instant rice and am going to be eating that for lunch alot instead of Hot pockets, or god knows what else.  50 pounds needs to be gone. I just really want to fit properly in my jeans again. I have like 12 pairs of jeans sitting in my closet because I can't fit anymore. Damn thighs. All my weight seems to run to my thighs first.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I took the car to get the oil changed and got harrased by the guy who did it. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/716RCWG5VBL._SL500_AA280_.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/716RCWG5VBL._SL500_AA280_.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He came out and handed me the keys and was like your all set. So I said thanks and started walking to the checkout. "You look familiar, whats your name" the man said behind me. I turned around and realized this man was like 5 foot tall. He seriously came up to my boob. "Um, Autumn" and I continued walking. He kept saying my name while I was checking out and hung out next to the door where I had to leave. "Have a nice day Autumn" He said as I walked out the door. "You too." I get out to my car and he follows me. Akward. "Come back soon to see us Autumn" I got into my car and got the hell out of there as he stood stairing at me. He was like a step stool height but it was still weird.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1661148917013852113-4707498488447563522?l=autumnsilvermoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsilvermoon.blogspot.com/feeds/4707498488447563522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1661148917013852113&amp;postID=4707498488447563522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1661148917013852113/posts/default/4707498488447563522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1661148917013852113/posts/default/4707498488447563522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsilvermoon.blogspot.com/2008/10/its-freezing-in-this-house-it-was-warm.html' title=''/><author><name>AutumnSilverMoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03037826822240579301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hBuZRtPMUsU/SOTkdfDpyiI/AAAAAAAAAA8/WC0Odmxi2CI/S220/woo.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1661148917013852113.post-4019272016790113796</id><published>2008-10-16T08:31:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T08:51:50.370-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lots to do.</title><content type='html'>I have a lot to do today. I have to go get the oil changed in the car.....It's a few thousand miles over....oops. I need to call our insurance agent. She recently found us new insurance that has ALOT more coverage and is almost $200 cheaper. She sent us forms to fill out, and I have to send her a check to start the insurance. Well last night I realized she did not say if I make it out to the insurance company, or to her agency. So I will be calling them as soon as they open and asking.&lt;br /&gt;Also I have to get a can of air for Bobby. Last night they got a new game they have been waiting for, 1/2 hour into the game the xbox freezes up. Bobby plays it later and it freezes up sooner. Apparently their little brother Travis had a friend over recently, and they jacked it up. I was sleeping and they were at work so noone has any proof except that a different game was inserted into the disk drive, and that the disk drive was slightly bent and wouldnt open properly when They got home from work that day. Since then though Travis has been avoiding the xbox and avoiding the boys when they are playing it. Well because of it the disk cant spin properly and freezes the games. Noone has noticed since alls we play is rockband and all of those songs are pretty much saved on the hard drive. That means the disk doesnt need to spin that often.&lt;br /&gt;So Bobby calls this place that repairs x-box's and other consoles. "Sorry, we can't take in any new consoles until after Christmas" AHHH Run for you lives!! Bobby is going to shoot someone. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.vgblogger.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/02/21/Fable2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.vgblogger.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/02/21/Fable2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fable 2 comes out next week and this is a game hes been waiting for the release of for over a year. I told him to calm down and don't get so worked up about it. Luckily all his anger was dirrected at Travis this time, not me. So having the awesome brother that he has, whom by the way has ZERO bills to pay so he just has money pileing up, Scott tells Bobby he will buy a new xbox. He was talking about getting his own sometime anyways, and this way we can take the harddrive out of Bobby's and stick it in scotts. Then all of the saved games will still be on it. CRISIS AVERTED!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really happy about it too. I want to play fable 2 alot. You get to be a male or female, the females can get pregnant, You can get STD's and you can own houses and stuff. Its pretty much like playing a sims game except when you get bored, you can kill your husband and go on a quest for grandure. Thats my kind of game.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1661148917013852113-4019272016790113796?l=autumnsilvermoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsilvermoon.blogspot.com/feeds/4019272016790113796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1661148917013852113&amp;postID=4019272016790113796' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1661148917013852113/posts/default/4019272016790113796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1661148917013852113/posts/default/4019272016790113796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsilvermoon.blogspot.com/2008/10/lots-to-do.html' title='Lots to do.'/><author><name>AutumnSilverMoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03037826822240579301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hBuZRtPMUsU/SOTkdfDpyiI/AAAAAAAAAA8/WC0Odmxi2CI/S220/woo.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1661148917013852113.post-7546178967273866740</id><published>2008-10-15T08:32:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T08:54:14.560-04:00</updated><title type='text'>MMMMM BRAINS!!</title><content type='html'>I shipped Winter's books out yesterday. I hope she gets them Tomorrow so she can start reading them. I desperately need to talk about them with her. I think I'm going to read twilight soon. I'm holding out as long as possible. I want it really fresh in my mind when I see the movie. I'm so dumb, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.sfsite.com/gra/0701/bblg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.sfsite.com/gra/0701/bblg.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I also sent Athena's Halloween presents.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.cel-ebration.com/GRIMLEY%20BORIS%20BELLA%20I.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.cel-ebration.com/GRIMLEY%20BORIS%20BELLA%20I.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I hope she likes them. The book I sent her is soooooo cute!! Its called "Boris and Bella" and is about an "Odd couple" of sorts. Bella is extremely messy, and Boris is so tidy. Well because of this no one wants to go to either of their Halloween parties!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I was looking out the window and in the backyard were 3 deer. 1 of which was younger. The 2 older were sitting eating corn, while the young deer decided to get his exercise in for the day. He ran for 10 minutes Back, and forth, back and forth for like a quarter of a mile each way. Bobby said he had the rabies and that I should go pet him. He thought this was f&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hBuZRtPMUsU/SPXjYkj2m6I/AAAAAAAAACs/wq9WV21pmiA/s1600-h/brains.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hBuZRtPMUsU/SPXjYkj2m6I/AAAAAAAAACs/wq9WV21pmiA/s200/brains.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257358151295343522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;unny because after watching Quarantine, I am  terrified about getting rabies. In the movie a Rabies like disease gets into humans and they become a form of Zombies who just want to eat your face! SCARY! I really don't want Rabies. If you don't treat it before symptoms form, you DIE! There is no cure!! It scares me, so no more petting wild animals who are going crazy for no reason. Also I have to stop trying to catch that bat that was flying all around the house the other day during daylight. I named him Batty. He was probably covered in the rabies!! lol but seriously I wasn't trying to catch that bat. I was terrified and called Bobbys grandpa. He said to stay in the house like I was going to go run outside and start clapping to attract its attention.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1661148917013852113-7546178967273866740?l=autumnsilvermoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsilvermoon.blogspot.com/feeds/7546178967273866740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1661148917013852113&amp;postID=7546178967273866740' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1661148917013852113/posts/default/7546178967273866740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1661148917013852113/posts/default/7546178967273866740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsilvermoon.blogspot.com/2008/10/mmmmm-brains.html' title='MMMMM BRAINS!!'/><author><name>AutumnSilverMoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03037826822240579301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hBuZRtPMUsU/SOTkdfDpyiI/AAAAAAAAAA8/WC0Odmxi2CI/S220/woo.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hBuZRtPMUsU/SPXjYkj2m6I/AAAAAAAAACs/wq9WV21pmiA/s72-c/brains.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1661148917013852113.post-8935411752282926478</id><published>2008-10-14T13:09:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T13:11:35.934-04:00</updated><title type='text'>yeah...</title><content type='html'>4 cups of coffee later.....Bigger headache, and shaky. No caffeine for a while and then a lot of it in an hour = bad idea.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1661148917013852113-8935411752282926478?l=autumnsilvermoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsilvermoon.blogspot.com/feeds/8935411752282926478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1661148917013852113&amp;postID=8935411752282926478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1661148917013852113/posts/default/8935411752282926478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1661148917013852113/posts/default/8935411752282926478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsilvermoon.blogspot.com/2008/10/yeah.html' title='yeah...'/><author><name>AutumnSilverMoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03037826822240579301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hBuZRtPMUsU/SOTkdfDpyiI/AAAAAAAAAA8/WC0Odmxi2CI/S220/woo.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1661148917013852113.post-8020382331687626467</id><published>2008-10-14T09:49:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T10:13:14.390-04:00</updated><title type='text'>AHH My head!!</title><content type='html'>I have a headache and its making me mad. I woke up with it. I should probably take some aspirin to get rid of it huh? Maybe I will. I also think I might make some coffee. Caffeine helps with my headaches, and I haven't had any in a while. I've been only drinking water. Mmmm coffee sounds really good now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hBuZRtPMUsU/SPSojh5P_pI/AAAAAAAAACU/oiS7taykTEc/s1600-h/100_1418.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hBuZRtPMUsU/SPSojh5P_pI/AAAAAAAAACU/oiS7taykTEc/s200/100_1418.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257011993395592850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Its really foggy out today. It's been a bit warmer and because of that its impossible to see up here in the mountains. It's not as bad as it could be. Usually when there is fog you can't see 3 feet in front of you. Today, just a light fog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to get some writing done today. I've been writing the opening line to my next chapter in my head all morning. I just have to figure out what I want to happen in it. The first 4 chapters are critical. These are pretty much the only thing you send to the publishers. If they are interested in those 4, your in. But if you wait for the chapter AFTER what they have, then they will never know how wonderful your book really is and pass on it. Writing is really a stressful thing. I worry that its not that great, that I sound like an idiot, and that I'm wasting my time. But really its what makes me happy, and what I constantly think about so I am going to take a crack at it.  I'm not going to start until after ten. I have strict orders to call GameStop when they open to find out when a game is coming out. Its his brother's Birthday present so I can't complain. He spent a ton of money on Bobby's birthday present, plus we traded in games recently so Bobby has credit there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hBuZRtPMUsU/SPSotYDU7rI/AAAAAAAAACc/51ihsny3K-8/s1600-h/100_1420.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hBuZRtPMUsU/SPSotYDU7rI/AAAAAAAAACc/51ihsny3K-8/s200/100_1420.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257012162552196786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yesterday Bobby's grandma brought in these Halloween cupcakes. They have eyeballs on them. I had one and found out the eyeballs are rings!! They fit me perfectly! So of course I had to eat two so I could have a pair, and then proceed to draw fake eyebrows on my hand and make a little hand puppet. I think he talks with a British &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hBuZRtPMUsU/SPSo5xuK3aI/AAAAAAAAACk/PeHYsPoTMg8/s1600-h/100_1423.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hBuZRtPMUsU/SPSo5xuK3aI/AAAAAAAAACk/PeHYsPoTMg8/s200/100_1423.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257012375601208738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;accent. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1661148917013852113-8020382331687626467?l=autumnsilvermoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsilvermoon.blogspot.com/feeds/8020382331687626467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1661148917013852113&amp;postID=8020382331687626467' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1661148917013852113/posts/default/8020382331687626467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1661148917013852113/posts/default/8020382331687626467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsilvermoon.blogspot.com/2008/10/ahh-my-head.html' title='AHH My head!!'/><author><name>AutumnSilverMoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03037826822240579301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hBuZRtPMUsU/SOTkdfDpyiI/AAAAAAAAAA8/WC0Odmxi2CI/S220/woo.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hBuZRtPMUsU/SPSojh5P_pI/AAAAAAAAACU/oiS7taykTEc/s72-c/100_1418.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1661148917013852113.post-8214620801242360288</id><published>2008-10-13T16:40:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T17:09:16.453-04:00</updated><title type='text'>How goes it?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hBuZRtPMUsU/SPOzW5jLOVI/AAAAAAAAAB0/hiixYCj8bKc/s1600-h/100_1339.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hBuZRtPMUsU/SPOzW5jLOVI/AAAAAAAAAB0/hiixYCj8bKc/s200/100_1339.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256742396058351954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats up everyone? Not much going on here. Just cleaned the bedroom, put away the laundry, and am now getting ready to make dinner. I haven't done much today. I went to the post office to &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sizzlingpopcorn.com/moviepics/twilight_bigteaserposter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://sizzlingpopcorn.com/moviepics/twilight_bigteaserposter.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;send Athena's Halloween present and realized at the door that it was a holiday. I hate that. I'll just have to go out tomorrow to send it. Hopefully I have enough to send Winter's too. That would be great! I can't wait until she reads all of the Twilight books. I desperately need to discuss the whole series with someone!!! The movie comes out next month so I need to reread the first book to refresh my memory. I told Bobby he was going to see it with me. He didn't seem too thrilled. I don't care! We will be at that midnight showing NO MATTER WHAT!!! I am in love with this series. I read all 4 books in like a week. I seriously would dreams about what might happen next every night. I guess that is what happens when you read for like 10 hours each day for a week.  I just hope that when I finish my series, Someone loves my books like I love the different series I have on my bookshelf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gossip Girl is on tonight. Such a guilty pleasure of mine. It's something I try to keep to myself in public. I've never read any of those books, but if its anything like the show I fear I will own all &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hBuZRtPMUsU/SPO21gjJbzI/AAAAAAAAAB8/9k-B4AkCHC0/s1600-h/100_1340.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hBuZRtPMUsU/SPO21gjJbzI/AAAAAAAAAB8/9k-B4AkCHC0/s200/100_1340.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256746220458176306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the books if I read the first one. I'm trying to stay away from that series though. Its not the type of book I enjoy reading. I prefer the more Science Fiction/Fantasy sort of books. If it has a vampire, witch, elf or any sort of magic in it, I will enjoy reading it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hungry. I hope the men get home soon so I can eat. I'm making chicken sausages. YUMMMM.  Well gots ta go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1661148917013852113-8214620801242360288?l=autumnsilvermoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsilvermoon.blogspot.com/feeds/8214620801242360288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1661148917013852113&amp;postID=8214620801242360288' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1661148917013852113/posts/default/8214620801242360288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1661148917013852113/posts/default/8214620801242360288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsilvermoon.blogspot.com/2008/10/how-goes-it.html' title='How goes it?'/><author><name>AutumnSilverMoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03037826822240579301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hBuZRtPMUsU/SOTkdfDpyiI/AAAAAAAAAA8/WC0Odmxi2CI/S220/woo.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hBuZRtPMUsU/SPOzW5jLOVI/AAAAAAAAAB0/hiixYCj8bKc/s72-c/100_1339.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1661148917013852113.post-7946526152871826048</id><published>2008-10-12T09:33:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T09:43:23.795-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Nice weekend</title><content type='html'>Things are a bit better. Well really a lot but I haven't been able to relax cause things could change with out notice. Friday night Bobby was a bit nicer, but still sorta not. He kept "Playfully" throwing pillows at me, but not really in the name of fun. We watched Hellraiser and towards the end he kept sighing like he annoyingly always does when hes mad. Then he goes "I'm gonna get a over night job or something" and I go, "Um, why?" and he goes "I'm tired of not having money" I rolled my eyes. "Well, I've been applying at places and I've been told by them that they can't start hiring until the end of the month. That's when they get extra money for the holiday season. The lady at Torrid was impressed by me working for a year at DSW. She wont be calling me in for an interview till the end of October." INSTANT MOOD SHIFT. Laughter. Niceness. We went to bed. I woke up with him cuddeling me. We woke up and since then its been like he was never mad at me. We went to the movie and saw Quarentine with his birthday gift. Happy happy happy. Today he was happy. I hope this lasts.&lt;br /&gt;Friday I wrote alot. I wrote a whole chapter and have been researching for the next. I think I might actually keep going this time. I find every spare moment I have I'm thinking about what to write next, and what should happen. I think the writing I did is pretty ok/good. I'm excited to write more! Well I better go hang out with Bob while he's in a good mood.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1661148917013852113-7946526152871826048?l=autumnsilvermoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsilvermoon.blogspot.com/feeds/7946526152871826048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1661148917013852113&amp;postID=7946526152871826048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1661148917013852113/posts/default/7946526152871826048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1661148917013852113/posts/default/7946526152871826048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsilvermoon.blogspot.com/2008/10/nice-weekend.html' title='Nice weekend'/><author><name>AutumnSilverMoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03037826822240579301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hBuZRtPMUsU/SOTkdfDpyiI/AAAAAAAAAA8/WC0Odmxi2CI/S220/woo.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1661148917013852113.post-7963372951191382638</id><published>2008-10-10T07:43:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T07:53:13.043-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Same thing, Different day.</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I wonder if Bobby should have married someone for money instead of love like he did. I'm sure he would be happier. I still haven't told him about me applying for a job at different places. By not letting him know I get to see the way he feels. He ignores me, We barely talk, he doesn't touch me. He kissed me goodbye 2 days ago, but nothing since then. I was told that at the end of October is when they can start hiring for the Holiday season. Thats when they get their extra money in the budget to be able to do it. So I just have to wait and be miserable, Depressed, and angry. I don't know if he thinks its really easy to get a job or what. When he was out of work, and I was just working, he stayed home and played video games. I  told him he should apply at circuit city because they had an easy online application. Not even 2 days later they call him for a job since they were desperate and he was the only one who applied for the job. So I guess in his mind its the easiest thing to do in the world. If you apply somewhere they will call and hire you the next day. Sometimes I think about packing my stuff and going home to my family in Illinois. I love Bobby more then anything but sometimes, it feels like he doesn't feel the same about me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1661148917013852113-7963372951191382638?l=autumnsilvermoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsilvermoon.blogspot.com/feeds/7963372951191382638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1661148917013852113&amp;postID=7963372951191382638' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1661148917013852113/posts/default/7963372951191382638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1661148917013852113/posts/default/7963372951191382638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsilvermoon.blogspot.com/2008/10/same-thing-different-day.html' title='Same thing, Different day.'/><author><name>AutumnSilverMoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03037826822240579301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hBuZRtPMUsU/SOTkdfDpyiI/AAAAAAAAAA8/WC0Odmxi2CI/S220/woo.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1661148917013852113.post-7380339147731247184</id><published>2008-10-09T08:27:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T08:39:28.021-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a dirty job'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chris Moore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='you suck'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>Bleh</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.amazon.com/images/P/0060590270.01.LZZZZZZZ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://images.amazon.com/images/P/0060590270.01.LZZZZZZZ.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I  think I'm going to take the morning to write instead of craft. I've neglected it and after reading this book called "You Suck" by Chris Moore, I need more humor in it. I started reading this book after I read "A dirty Job" by the same guy. These books are hilarious! I highly suggest you read one of them. "A dirty Job" is about a man who finds out hes become death. In the first chapter I was laughing my ass off. Its funny, and weird, and a bit dirty too. Plus the cover glows in the dark.  Seriously, go out and buy it. His books are cheaper too. like $13. But anyway, after reading these, I feel what I've written is slightly blah and needs a little lightening up. Like bringing my humor into one of the main characters or something.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1661148917013852113-7380339147731247184?l=autumnsilvermoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsilvermoon.blogspot.com/feeds/7380339147731247184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1661148917013852113&amp;postID=7380339147731247184' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1661148917013852113/posts/default/7380339147731247184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1661148917013852113/posts/default/7380339147731247184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsilvermoon.blogspot.com/2008/10/bleh.html' title='Bleh'/><author><name>AutumnSilverMoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03037826822240579301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hBuZRtPMUsU/SOTkdfDpyiI/AAAAAAAAAA8/WC0Odmxi2CI/S220/woo.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1661148917013852113.post-1581193826360253015</id><published>2008-10-08T09:04:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T09:16:02.498-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy busy busy....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dietrichthrall.files.wordpress.com/2008/04/bret_michaels6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://dietrichthrall.files.wordpress.com/2008/04/bret_michaels6.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to go to the Doctor today to sent up insurance, but before I can do that I have to take our change in, then go to the bank and make a deposit, then go downtown to the doctors whom never have parking spots. You have to find a spot 2 blocks away then run to your appointment.  I have bad cramps, and alls I want to do is take aspirin and lay down. I don't want to go back to sleep cause I kept having weird dreams about going out with Bret Michaels, from poison.....yeah...ew. In my dream he kept referring to rock of love that he starred on looking for a lady, and I was like "I'm really sorry, but I never ever watched a single episode of that show" Then I was dreaming that I was with these older ladies who were robbing a k-mart. I just needed to use the bathroom, and my sister Winter was just there cause she needed to buy a birthday present for my mom. Weird. So I better get going. The appointment is at 1, it will take me 40 minutes to get to the bank, then it will take probably 20 minutes to get the the doctor since tons of road construction, and I still need to take a shower and eat!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1661148917013852113-1581193826360253015?l=autumnsilvermoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsilvermoon.blogspot.com/feeds/1581193826360253015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1661148917013852113&amp;postID=1581193826360253015' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1661148917013852113/posts/default/1581193826360253015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1661148917013852113/posts/default/1581193826360253015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsilvermoon.blogspot.com/2008/10/busy-busy-busy.html' title='Busy busy busy....'/><author><name>AutumnSilverMoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03037826822240579301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hBuZRtPMUsU/SOTkdfDpyiI/AAAAAAAAAA8/WC0Odmxi2CI/S220/woo.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1661148917013852113.post-6785694145738600376</id><published>2008-10-07T08:34:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T08:49:13.692-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wand Mania!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hBuZRtPMUsU/SOtaI6MeRPI/AAAAAAAAABc/cxOXqHEmwY8/s1600-h/100_1212.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hBuZRtPMUsU/SOtaI6MeRPI/AAAAAAAAABc/cxOXqHEmwY8/s320/100_1212.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254392499364840690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday from the time I woke up, until about 7pm, I made 17 wands. I am tired of looking at them now and these 17 will have to last for a few weeks since I will not make another for a while. Besides I only have a few more stars left to poke holes in and make into wands. I'd like to save a couple for customs.  Now I need to figure out where to take pictures of them. Its cold and wet outside, and inside I can't find anyplace good. I am also not looking forward to uploading all of them. My internet sucks and will stop working if too much information passes threw. Damn fair access policy!! Oh well. I'll just take 2 days to upload them all. I'm pretty proud of myself for making so many in such a short time. I've been known to slack off, and make like 4 then get tired and stop. I refused to stop until the job was done this time! YAY FOR ME!!! I think I want some coffee. Maybe I'll go make some. Yum!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1661148917013852113-6785694145738600376?l=autumnsilvermoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsilvermoon.blogspot.com/feeds/6785694145738600376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1661148917013852113&amp;postID=6785694145738600376' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1661148917013852113/posts/default/6785694145738600376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1661148917013852113/posts/default/6785694145738600376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsilvermoon.blogspot.com/2008/10/wand-mania.html' title='Wand Mania!!'/><author><name>AutumnSilverMoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03037826822240579301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hBuZRtPMUsU/SOTkdfDpyiI/AAAAAAAAAA8/WC0Odmxi2CI/S220/woo.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hBuZRtPMUsU/SOtaI6MeRPI/AAAAAAAAABc/cxOXqHEmwY8/s72-c/100_1212.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1661148917013852113.post-6794906764013405974</id><published>2008-10-06T10:03:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T08:51:15.095-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Easy enough!</title><content type='html'>I finally set up an appointment for my annual. I've been putting it off like its going to be annoying and complicated but it took like 5 minutes.  So I have to set up the insurance on Wednesday, and the appointment is on the 27th. Woo hoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got Winter's stuff all packed up today in a flat rate box. 3 books = SUPER HEAVY!! It would probably cost like $20 to send if I didnt get that flat rate box.  Now it will only be $9.80. Big difference. So as soon as Bob gets paid, I'll be sending it out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hBuZRtPMUsU/SOtbJAIw14I/AAAAAAAAABk/sRUt8A8eJV4/s1600-h/100_1000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hBuZRtPMUsU/SOtbJAIw14I/AAAAAAAAABk/sRUt8A8eJV4/s200/100_1000.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254393600471521154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hBuZRtPMUsU/SOtbJYqizaI/AAAAAAAAABs/zhopFoYXyXw/s1600-h/100_1001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hBuZRtPMUsU/SOtbJYqizaI/AAAAAAAAABs/zhopFoYXyXw/s200/100_1001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254393607055658402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have to remind Bobby to call Athena tomorrow. She's having surgery. She has to get tubes put in her ears to drain the fluid she gets in there. She's had it done before, but It's not pleasant at all. We need to get the books I wanted to get her so I can send her Trick or Treating bag I made her. Its super cute and I hope she loves it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to go eat, I'm super hungry. Then I have wands to make and ds cases to figure out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1661148917013852113-6794906764013405974?l=autumnsilvermoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsilvermoon.blogspot.com/feeds/6794906764013405974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1661148917013852113&amp;postID=6794906764013405974' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1661148917013852113/posts/default/6794906764013405974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1661148917013852113/posts/default/6794906764013405974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsilvermoon.blogspot.com/2008/10/easy-enough.html' title='Easy enough!'/><author><name>AutumnSilverMoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03037826822240579301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hBuZRtPMUsU/SOTkdfDpyiI/AAAAAAAAAA8/WC0Odmxi2CI/S220/woo.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hBuZRtPMUsU/SOtbJAIw14I/AAAAAAAAABk/sRUt8A8eJV4/s72-c/100_1000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1661148917013852113.post-8038712831037027960</id><published>2008-10-05T11:34:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T11:45:59.288-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Need to make more....</title><content type='html'>I sold my star ds case today. I'm really happy about it. I need to sell a couple more so I can buy tickets to this horror convention/ICP concert that is coming up soon. I think together the tickets are like $55. Not bad for 2 people, a convention that has many famous people going to it, and a concert that has one of our favorite bands headlining. Not to mention the awesome people opening for them.&lt;br /&gt;Bobby got alot of his tattoo colored last night. It looks sooooo pretty. I'll have to take a picture of it and post it when he gets home. He's getting it finally finished in 2 weeks. We were there for 3 hours last night, and he still probably has another 3 hours left. So this tattoo will have taken like 9 hours by the time its finally done.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone left me! Bobby and his brother Scott went to go get a book and microsoft money so&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hBuZRtPMUsU/SOjgwrHPHpI/AAAAAAAAABU/aykAAiqO0sM/s1600-h/100_0627.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hBuZRtPMUsU/SOjgwrHPHpI/AAAAAAAAABU/aykAAiqO0sM/s200/100_0627.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253696092139101842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; they can download new rockband songs, His dad and Kelly left a few minutes later. Now I'm home alone with the dogs. I don't mind watching them though, Kelly had to put her poor Peanut to sleep on friday, so I will happily watch Deisel so she can go out and get her mind of her nutter butter. He's probably up there, happy as can be, chasing stuff since he can see again. I'll miss him, but I know he's feeling alot better now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1661148917013852113-8038712831037027960?l=autumnsilvermoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsilvermoon.blogspot.com/feeds/8038712831037027960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1661148917013852113&amp;postID=8038712831037027960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1661148917013852113/posts/default/8038712831037027960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1661148917013852113/posts/default/8038712831037027960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsilvermoon.blogspot.com/2008/10/need-to-make-more.html' title='Need to make more....'/><author><name>AutumnSilverMoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03037826822240579301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hBuZRtPMUsU/SOTkdfDpyiI/AAAAAAAAAA8/WC0Odmxi2CI/S220/woo.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hBuZRtPMUsU/SOjgwrHPHpI/AAAAAAAAABU/aykAAiqO0sM/s72-c/100_0627.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1661148917013852113.post-2634277638903230579</id><published>2008-10-04T14:03:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T14:21:59.171-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DandD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gloves'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cleaning'/><title type='text'>It's cold in here!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.blogger.com/caitijo.etsy.com"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 164px; height: 159px;" src="http://ny-image3.etsy.com/il_430xN.38827139.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am freezing today! It was cold in the morning, but it started to warm up, but now its back to cold. At least my hands are warm! I got my fingerless gloves in the mail yesterday and I am in LOVE!!!  I got them from &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.caitijo.etsy.com"&gt;CaitiJo&lt;/a&gt; and I'm extremely pleased with them. I'm going to be buying some slippers from her in the near future!! I highly recommend you go take a look at her store. Heres the address since the direct link for some reason keeps putting www.blogger.com in front of it so it doesn't go to her store. www.caitijo.etsy.com Also I sold a fairy wand today. It is orange with white polka dots. It was really fun to make so I'm glad it sold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Were leaving soon to go to get Bobby's tattoo finished. His dad is paying for it like he said in the first place so Bob is no longer in a pissy mood. Thank God! After were going to play D&amp;amp;D at his friend Jay's house. That shall be fun, though I'm already tired and its only 2 in the afternoon. I went to work with Bobby and his dad today and cleaned all the windows in the house they are remodelling. It was mighty gross. The people who lived in the house before were HEAVY smokers. The walls were like brown/orange from the smoke, and the windows weren't much better. It smells and looks so much better in there now. They have done a good job on it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1661148917013852113-2634277638903230579?l=autumnsilvermoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsilvermoon.blogspot.com/feeds/2634277638903230579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1661148917013852113&amp;postID=2634277638903230579' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1661148917013852113/posts/default/2634277638903230579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1661148917013852113/posts/default/2634277638903230579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsilvermoon.blogspot.com/2008/10/its-cold-in-here.html' title='It&apos;s cold in here!!'/><author><name>AutumnSilverMoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03037826822240579301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hBuZRtPMUsU/SOTkdfDpyiI/AAAAAAAAAA8/WC0Odmxi2CI/S220/woo.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1661148917013852113.post-6113142824511135481</id><published>2008-10-03T08:45:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T14:23:42.842-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Super Mario'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dragon Quest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nintendo ds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nintendo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Green Lantern'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ds cases'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pacman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harley Quinn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Peacock'/><title type='text'>My finger is getting a blister!</title><content type='html'>This past few days I have made 6 new ds cases. I made 4 one day, then 2 the next, then yesterday I had to decorate all of them. I think they turned out pretty well. They better have since I am now getting a blister on my pointer finger!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ny-image1.etsy.com/il_430xN.39996525.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://ny-image1.etsy.com/il_430xN.39996525.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I made a Blue one with a slime from the game Dragon Quest. I loved playing that game with Bobby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ny-image2.etsy.com/il_430xN.39995454.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://ny-image2.etsy.com/il_430xN.39995454.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I made a Green Lantern one from the comic book series. Bobby wasn't very happy about it, he thinks hes a lame superhero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ny-image0.etsy.com/il_430xN.39995976.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://ny-image0.etsy.com/il_430xN.39995976.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I made a teal one and couldn't figure out what to do with it, so I googled Teal and Peacocks popped up. So I did a silhouette of a peacock. (They are also my favorite bird)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ny-image3.etsy.com/il_430xN.39995007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://ny-image3.etsy.com/il_430xN.39995007.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I made a Super Mario star one. I figure Mario would sell well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ny-image1.etsy.com/il_430xN.39993701.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://ny-image1.etsy.com/il_430xN.39993701.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A pacman one that took a while to make since its 8-bit so lots of corners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ny-image2.etsy.com/il_430xN.39994606.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://ny-image2.etsy.com/il_430xN.39994606.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And my favorite, Harley Quinn. She took FOREVER to make but after only being in my store for 12 hours, she already had 2 people favorite her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I applied at PetSmart, and Borders. Today I will be applying at Torrid. I gotta find some other places that I can try to get a job at. I have to figure out first if I work there for more then a month, If it will make me want to kill myself or someone near me.  Bobby was supposed to get a tattoo tomorrow since it was his birthday last week. With child support coming up and new insurance we wont have money for it, so who of course gets blamed AGAIN.... me.  I buy all the stuff I want with my paypal account with the money I make. The only time I use the money he makes is to pay bills or buy food for the ferrets or house. AAAAND I ask him, which I shouldn't even do. Hes buying games and movies and cd's all the time, and then blames me when we don't have any money. I'm tired of it so I'm going to get a part time job so hes happy. I'll still have time to do custom orders.  I just wish we didn't live 40 minutes away from everything. Working until 9pm is fine for most, but not when you have to drive 40 minutes home afterwords.  And of course he works with his dad so they joke around all day, take breaks when they want, and come home when they choose. They do hard work but its with his family so its not so bad. I'm going to have to deal with dummies all day. I hate retail. Bleh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1661148917013852113-6113142824511135481?l=autumnsilvermoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsilvermoon.blogspot.com/feeds/6113142824511135481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1661148917013852113&amp;postID=6113142824511135481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1661148917013852113/posts/default/6113142824511135481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1661148917013852113/posts/default/6113142824511135481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsilvermoon.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-finger-is-getting-blister.html' title='My finger is getting a blister!'/><author><name>AutumnSilverMoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03037826822240579301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hBuZRtPMUsU/SOTkdfDpyiI/AAAAAAAAAA8/WC0Odmxi2CI/S220/woo.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1661148917013852113.post-8568759935994057064</id><published>2008-10-02T10:07:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T10:16:23.975-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's finally fall.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://rebeccavgallery.com/artists/PatrickHowe/art/AutumnTrees_med.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 155px; height: 116px;" src="http://rebeccavgallery.com/artists/PatrickHowe/art/AutumnTrees_med.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am already sick of it. I miss the warm sun on me. For having the name Autumn you would think that I would enjoy the season more. Don't get me wrong, October is one of my favorite months what with Apple picking, Pumpkin carving, The leaves changing pretty colors, and of course Halloween. But I can't stand cold weather. If only fall just consisted of October, then it went on back to spring again.  Oh well, why dwell? At least its boot season again. Plus I have about 20 scarfs that need to be put to good use. Also living in upstate New York means the prettiest falls you will ever see! Hopefully soon we will be going apple picking, and there is this nighttime corn maze that sounds really fun. I just hope this season drags out, and that Winter will be extremely short.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1661148917013852113-8568759935994057064?l=autumnsilvermoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsilvermoon.blogspot.com/feeds/8568759935994057064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1661148917013852113&amp;postID=8568759935994057064' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1661148917013852113/posts/default/8568759935994057064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1661148917013852113/posts/default/8568759935994057064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsilvermoon.blogspot.com/2008/10/its-finally-fall.html' title='It&apos;s finally fall.....'/><author><name>AutumnSilverMoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03037826822240579301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hBuZRtPMUsU/SOTkdfDpyiI/AAAAAAAAAA8/WC0Odmxi2CI/S220/woo.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1661148917013852113.post-6138078414047744646</id><published>2008-09-26T10:43:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T10:51:39.841-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello</title><content type='html'>This is my first post on here. Welcome if you're reading this! I'm Autumn. I'm tall with shoulder length black hair and bangs I'm currently growing out. My eyes are brown. I have my libret and Septum pierced. I have a couple tattoos. 2 on my left leg, 1 small on on my back, and a tiny one on my ring finger. I've been married to my husband for 2 years now. We got married young, at the age of 20. He has a daughter who lives in Florida. We currently have no plans for our own anytime soon. I'd love to have kids, but not until I'm at least 25. My family lives in Illinois. I miss them alot. We live in the mountains, far away from people. It's nice. I make lots of crafts, mostly out of duct tape. I also write. I have a series I'm slowly working on, I have another in my head, and I also have a childrens book that I want to write. Sometimes I think I have add cause I can't concintrate on one prodject. I want to do them all at the same time, and this makes for nothing to get done.!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1661148917013852113-6138078414047744646?l=autumnsilvermoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsilvermoon.blogspot.com/feeds/6138078414047744646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1661148917013852113&amp;postID=6138078414047744646' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1661148917013852113/posts/default/6138078414047744646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1661148917013852113/posts/default/6138078414047744646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsilvermoon.blogspot.com/2008/09/hello.html' title='Hello'/><author><name>AutumnSilverMoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03037826822240579301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hBuZRtPMUsU/SOTkdfDpyiI/AAAAAAAAAA8/WC0Odmxi2CI/S220/woo.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
