<?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-30174546</id><updated>2011-04-22T06:24:44.527+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Rachel is Funkeh Stacie is Funkee</title><subtitle type='html'>OMG!! Simon Pegg and Nick Frost!! bagsy a bit of Frost!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youareapartofmyteam.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30174546/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youareapartofmyteam.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>RachelFunkeh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438078684070688028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v72/buffycharmedangelfan/rachel.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>30</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30174546.post-116380076979603975</id><published>2006-11-17T21:51:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-17T22:05:36.073Z</updated><title type='text'>I am here....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Honest i am!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I still exist, partially!Lol!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Parts of me are still working hard at a certain auction house, answering the phone every five minutes, and listening to people complain of how cold it is!! yes i know its cold, theres no heat, and theres plenty of ghosts to bring the cold levels in!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Mind you, thats not to say i don't love the whingers!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;So whats been happening to me, i hear you (not) ask.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Well, i fulfilled a 2 year long dream and have now met, or recieved letters from, the majority of the cast of the delightful Green Wing, i have also met (and hugged *swoon* ) the rather fabby Sir Nick Frost and Dame Simon of Pegg (as i will hopefully do again tomorrow!) yay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And i have worked, a lot! a hell of a lot! and spent a lot of time on the bus, internally screaming at the bus driver to get a move on! which he never does, but it doesn't hurt to try does it!lol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And yes, the bus driver on my main route is 99% of the time male, altho god knows whats happening behind that partition door!lol!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;so, what else..... to be honest, not a lot! i go to work, come home 5 days a week, and the other 2 days are just blurs! sometimes i go away for the weekend, soemtimes i stay at home and watch all the tv i can!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;But still, GW con goodness coming up (gotta love those con girlies), which i quite frankly am nearly peeing my pants with excitement over!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Talking of GW, planning the most bestest present for my bestest GW pal stacie. She's making me summat too, but my gosh, unless its the Mangan in a bow, its not gonna beat mine!Lol!!&lt;/span&gt; *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Anyways, love to y'all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Rachel x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;*which isn't to say Stacie's present will suck!! cos i am sure it too is amazing! (here's hoping its the Mangan in a bow!Lol)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30174546-116380076979603975?l=youareapartofmyteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youareapartofmyteam.blogspot.com/feeds/116380076979603975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30174546&amp;postID=116380076979603975&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30174546/posts/default/116380076979603975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30174546/posts/default/116380076979603975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youareapartofmyteam.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-am-here.html' title='I am here....'/><author><name>RachelFunkeh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438078684070688028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v72/buffycharmedangelfan/rachel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30174546.post-116234408741328432</id><published>2006-11-01T01:19:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-01T01:21:27.426Z</updated><title type='text'>Boo!</title><content type='html'>As it was Halloween er- yesterday i thought i'd post a video of possibly one of the most scariest title sequences ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/f7eHDbMJl-M"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/f7eHDbMJl-M" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok maybe its not so scary now but it used to scare the heck out of me when i was a kid.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30174546-116234408741328432?l=youareapartofmyteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youareapartofmyteam.blogspot.com/feeds/116234408741328432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30174546&amp;postID=116234408741328432&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30174546/posts/default/116234408741328432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30174546/posts/default/116234408741328432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youareapartofmyteam.blogspot.com/2006/11/boo.html' title='Boo!'/><author><name>StacieFunkee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06110813916065766909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y112/Stacie87/sally.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30174546.post-116179504132403885</id><published>2006-10-25T17:49:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T17:50:41.336+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Something random</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TcZcsxGmwF4"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TcZcsxGmwF4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30174546-116179504132403885?l=youareapartofmyteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youareapartofmyteam.blogspot.com/feeds/116179504132403885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30174546&amp;postID=116179504132403885&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30174546/posts/default/116179504132403885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30174546/posts/default/116179504132403885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youareapartofmyteam.blogspot.com/2006/10/something-random.html' title='Something random'/><author><name>StacieFunkee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06110813916065766909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y112/Stacie87/sally.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30174546.post-116120720071713755</id><published>2006-10-18T22:29:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T22:33:20.736+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Lifes not bad up north</title><content type='html'>Despite being absolutely freezing already at this time of the year, someone at work let me use their phone for free to call for a taxi when my phone had died and my taxi driver knocked £2 off my fare because we got stuck in traffic. Try either in Brighton and im sure they would of laughed in my face.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30174546-116120720071713755?l=youareapartofmyteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youareapartofmyteam.blogspot.com/feeds/116120720071713755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30174546&amp;postID=116120720071713755&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30174546/posts/default/116120720071713755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30174546/posts/default/116120720071713755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youareapartofmyteam.blogspot.com/2006/10/lifes-not-bad-up-north.html' title='Lifes not bad up north'/><author><name>StacieFunkee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06110813916065766909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y112/Stacie87/sally.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30174546.post-116058230163435204</id><published>2006-10-11T16:57:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T16:58:21.646+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Argh!</title><content type='html'>Dear flatmate,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is not cool to shower at 1 in the morning when some of us i.e. me have to get up early the next day to start training for a shitty part time job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stacie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30174546-116058230163435204?l=youareapartofmyteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youareapartofmyteam.blogspot.com/feeds/116058230163435204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30174546&amp;postID=116058230163435204&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30174546/posts/default/116058230163435204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30174546/posts/default/116058230163435204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youareapartofmyteam.blogspot.com/2006/10/argh.html' title='Argh!'/><author><name>StacieFunkee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06110813916065766909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y112/Stacie87/sally.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30174546.post-115956437235698464</id><published>2006-09-29T22:10:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T22:12:52.356+01:00</updated><title type='text'>This is who i look like....</title><content type='html'>Gosh, i'm prettier than i thought!! mind you looking like a faux lesbian and Jude Law? not many people can say they have been told that in a day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last time Stacie did this for me i ended up being alooky likey for Mary Kate Olsen, dunno how i can look like one and not t'other, but never mind!lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="MyHeritage - track your genealogical lineage" href="http://www.myheritage.com" target="_blank" alt="MyHeritage - track your genealogical lineage"&gt;&lt;img height="574" src="http://69.93.254.120/G/storage/site1/files/24/47/02/244702_8307295c98d154evc5uz18.jpg" width="500" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30174546-115956437235698464?l=youareapartofmyteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youareapartofmyteam.blogspot.com/feeds/115956437235698464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30174546&amp;postID=115956437235698464&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30174546/posts/default/115956437235698464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30174546/posts/default/115956437235698464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youareapartofmyteam.blogspot.com/2006/09/this-is-who-i-look-like.html' title='This is who i look like....'/><author><name>RachelFunkeh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438078684070688028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v72/buffycharmedangelfan/rachel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30174546.post-115938914839003919</id><published>2006-09-27T21:27:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T22:08:00.786+01:00</updated><title type='text'>My lookalikes</title><content type='html'>Previously seen &lt;a href="http://menkeskinkyhair.blogspot.com/2006/09/which-famous-person-do-you-look-like.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://oyebilly.blogspot.com/2006/09/who-do-i-look-like.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://fraudulentlittletart.blogspot.com/2006/09/who-am-i.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; its the 'what celebrities do i look like' thingymabob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com" title="MyHeritage - treasure your family history" alt="MyHeritage - treasure your family history" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://69.93.254.120/G/storage/site1/files/18/54/87/185487_14707429cda154gt2fsp10.jpg" width="450" height="574" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news i met Penny on Saturday, which was fab. We sat in Starbucks for over 2 hours having a good natter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to really update on the uni front. I've only had 2 classes so far so everything seems to be moving slowly yet quickly at the same time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30174546-115938914839003919?l=youareapartofmyteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youareapartofmyteam.blogspot.com/feeds/115938914839003919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30174546&amp;postID=115938914839003919&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30174546/posts/default/115938914839003919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30174546/posts/default/115938914839003919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youareapartofmyteam.blogspot.com/2006/09/my-lookalikes.html' title='My lookalikes'/><author><name>StacieFunkee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06110813916065766909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y112/Stacie87/sally.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30174546.post-115876253810688853</id><published>2006-09-20T15:26:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T15:28:58.120+01:00</updated><title type='text'>What a week</title><content type='html'>Well in just over a week now i have been to London to see 'Wicked'*, been to stay at my best friends in Kent, then packed up my life and headed to uni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been here since Sunday and have only just got the internet. The amount i've missed it makes me feel quite sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annnd finally im meeting Penny on Saturday! Woo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* It was amazing! Everyone go see it now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30174546-115876253810688853?l=youareapartofmyteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youareapartofmyteam.blogspot.com/feeds/115876253810688853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30174546&amp;postID=115876253810688853&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30174546/posts/default/115876253810688853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30174546/posts/default/115876253810688853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youareapartofmyteam.blogspot.com/2006/09/what-week.html' title='What a week'/><author><name>StacieFunkee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06110813916065766909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y112/Stacie87/sally.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30174546.post-115762717637477532</id><published>2006-09-07T12:03:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T12:06:16.406+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ways to instantly become my new best friend #1</title><content type='html'>I was just messaging a girl on &lt;a href="http://univillage.com"&gt;Univillage&lt;/a&gt; who is heading to the same University as me, when she signed off the message&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ahh a bottle of Baileys and Green Wing = bliss"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30174546-115762717637477532?l=youareapartofmyteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youareapartofmyteam.blogspot.com/feeds/115762717637477532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30174546&amp;postID=115762717637477532&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30174546/posts/default/115762717637477532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30174546/posts/default/115762717637477532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youareapartofmyteam.blogspot.com/2006/09/ways-to-instantly-become-my-new-best.html' title='Ways to instantly become my new best friend #1'/><author><name>StacieFunkee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06110813916065766909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y112/Stacie87/sally.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30174546.post-115677704812864220</id><published>2006-08-28T15:52:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T17:10:30.006+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Intro to the Emmy's</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qwCOUgjECtI"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qwCOUgjECtI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30174546-115677704812864220?l=youareapartofmyteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youareapartofmyteam.blogspot.com/feeds/115677704812864220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30174546&amp;postID=115677704812864220&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30174546/posts/default/115677704812864220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30174546/posts/default/115677704812864220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youareapartofmyteam.blogspot.com/2006/08/intro-to-emmys.html' title='Intro to the Emmy&apos;s'/><author><name>StacieFunkee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06110813916065766909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y112/Stacie87/sally.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30174546.post-115654712461257618</id><published>2006-08-26T00:03:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T00:05:24.626+01:00</updated><title type='text'>How pure am i!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;well, well, well! i am a good girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#dedede;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 84% Pure&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg style="color:#efefef;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/howpureareyouquiz/pure-1.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;You're so innocent, it's almost like you're not human.&lt;br /&gt;Taking this test is probably the naughtiest thing you've done in a while!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howpureareyouquiz/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;How Pure Are You?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;eek!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Rachel x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30174546-115654712461257618?l=youareapartofmyteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youareapartofmyteam.blogspot.com/feeds/115654712461257618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30174546&amp;postID=115654712461257618&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30174546/posts/default/115654712461257618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30174546/posts/default/115654712461257618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youareapartofmyteam.blogspot.com/2006/08/how-pure-am-i.html' title='How pure am i!!!!'/><author><name>RachelFunkeh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438078684070688028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v72/buffycharmedangelfan/rachel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30174546.post-115637487155599507</id><published>2006-08-24T00:08:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T00:14:31.570+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Speechless</title><content type='html'>Reality TV hits a new &lt;a href="http://www.cbs.com/primetime/survivor13/"&gt;low&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tribes are divided by race. There's to be a White tribe, African-American tribe, Asian-American tribe and a Hispanic tribe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good job at promoting racism CBS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30174546-115637487155599507?l=youareapartofmyteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youareapartofmyteam.blogspot.com/feeds/115637487155599507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30174546&amp;postID=115637487155599507&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30174546/posts/default/115637487155599507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30174546/posts/default/115637487155599507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youareapartofmyteam.blogspot.com/2006/08/speechless.html' title='Speechless'/><author><name>StacieFunkee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06110813916065766909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y112/Stacie87/sally.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30174546.post-115582779938561572</id><published>2006-08-17T15:31:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T16:16:39.463+01:00</updated><title type='text'>That dreaded day...</title><content type='html'>...Has come around again. Yes it's exam results day* for us students. Living out the student summer as best I can meant I woke late and decided before I started to panic to check UCAS and hurrah found out I had indeed got into uni. Listening to the news I heard what I was expecting to hear, apparently exams are getting easier. As one of my teachers once said 'We can't win. If more people pass, then exams are getting easier, if the results were to go down then there's obviously something wrong with the teaching.' Anyway then the post came with a little welcoming pack from the University so by the time I had left to go to my now ex-college to pick up my results I knew I did ok. Except that didn't stop those dreaded nerves turning up as I walked into college. Which feels kinda silly now as the whole process lasts about 5 minutes. Anyway I won't type my grades because although they were better than I had expected**, I still feel I could of done better. Part of me wishes I had done badly because I am the worst procrastinator so it would teach me to get on and actually do some work but then I got ok grades, so if I just pushed myself and did some work then I should be achieving top grades.&lt;br /&gt;anyhow I start university on the 18th September! I can't wait, I'm so bored of summer already and I've still got another month to go. I might go do something shocking and ask for some overtime from work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answers to the questions left over from the music quiz are:&lt;br /&gt;5. This is everything - Tegan &amp;amp; Sara&lt;br /&gt;6. Turn it up - Robots in disguise&lt;br /&gt;17. Hanging by a moment - Lifehouse&lt;br /&gt;22. Consequence of sounds - Regina Spektor&lt;br /&gt;23. In the morning - Razorlight&lt;br /&gt;24. Love is just a game - The Magic Numbers&lt;br /&gt;28. Suzie - Boy Kill Boy&lt;br /&gt;29. Dance the night away - Van Halen&lt;br /&gt;30. Everything changes - Staind&lt;br /&gt;34. Over my head - The Fray&lt;br /&gt;40. Goodnight and go - Imogen Heap&lt;br /&gt;43. White houses - Vanessa Carlton&lt;br /&gt;48. Pull shapes - The Pipettes&lt;br /&gt;50. Wish I - Jem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winners are:&lt;br /&gt;1st - Jon with 11 correct answers&lt;br /&gt;2nd - Penny with 8 correct answers&lt;br /&gt;3rd - Chatterbox with 7 correct answers&lt;br /&gt;4th - Baggiebird with 5 correct answers&lt;br /&gt;5th - Emma with 3 correct answers&lt;br /&gt;6th - Joint Rachel, Skeadugenga, Aimee and Button with 1 correct answer each.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for all playing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And because I'm a nice person I'll draw your attention to Jon's blog, where he has finally done a first post over at &lt;a href="http://makingjudysmile.blogspot.com/"&gt;Making Judy Smile&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Just A/AS level students I believe today&lt;br /&gt;** Due to the whole procrastination thing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30174546-115582779938561572?l=youareapartofmyteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youareapartofmyteam.blogspot.com/feeds/115582779938561572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30174546&amp;postID=115582779938561572&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30174546/posts/default/115582779938561572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30174546/posts/default/115582779938561572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youareapartofmyteam.blogspot.com/2006/08/that-dreaded-day.html' title='That dreaded day...'/><author><name>StacieFunkee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06110813916065766909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y112/Stacie87/sally.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30174546.post-115514101617076630</id><published>2006-08-09T16:52:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T00:44:00.533+01:00</updated><title type='text'>My big fat music quiz</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Previously seen at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://fraudulentlittletart.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Penny's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; blog but i was so bored i decided to do 50 songs instead of 30.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Using the shuffle mode on my media player I selected 50 songs excluding ones in foreign languages, instrumentals, anything with the title in the first line or anything that would give it away too easily. (I also tried to steer away from album tracks.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Now comes your part . . . to guess the artist and the song title.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Only one rule . .DON’T google it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Here goes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;1. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;'See the vegetable man in the vegetable van with a horn that's honking like a mariachi band'&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;- Que onda guero - Beck - Penny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;2. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;'So who's that girl there? I wonder what went wrong so that she had to roam the streets'&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;- When the sun goes down - Arctic Monkeys - Baggiebird&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;3. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;'Seems like just yesterday, you were a part of me'&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;- Behind these hazel eyes - Kelly Clarkson - Emma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;4. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;'You say you wander your own land but when i think about it, i don't see how you can' &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;- Everybodys changing - Keane - Jon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;5. 'Climbed up on the rainbow, just to see if i'd fall off'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;6. 'I woke up weak today and needing your voice'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;7. &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;'Her face is a map of the world, is a map of the world'&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;- Suddenly i see - KT Tunstall - Jon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;8. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;'See that boy just standing over there, he stopped me today said he liked my hair'&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;- Oh my gosh - Basement Jaxx - Penny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;9. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;'Since we're feeling so anesthetised in our comfort zone'&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;- The bitter end - Placebo - Jon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;10. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;'Stop making the eyes at me, i'll stop making the eyes at you'&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;- I bet that you look good on the dancefloor - Arctic Monkeys - Jon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;11. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;'Time on your side that will never end, the most beautiful thing you can ever spend' &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;- Oh my god - Kaiser Chiefs - Chatterbox&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;12.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt; 'I knew all along, that i was right at the start'&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;- Bang bang you're dead - Dirty Pretty Things - Penny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;13. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;'Hey don't write yourself off yet, it's only in your head you feel left out or looked down on'&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;- The middle - Jimmy eat world - Jon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;14. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;'I am thinking that it's a sign that the freckles in our eyes are mirror images and when we kiss they're perfectly aligned'&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;-Such great heights - The postal service - Jon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;15. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;'He sighs and looks in the mirror and he can't tell anymore who he is and who they believe him to be'&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;- Fairy tales and castles - Lifehouse - Penny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;16. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;'Well sometimes i go out by myself and i look across the water'&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Valerie - The Zutons - Baggiebird&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;17. 'Desperate for changing, starving for truth, i'm closer to where i started, chasing after you'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;18. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;'How dare you say, that my behaviour is unacceptable' &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;- Harder to breath - Maroon 5 - Penny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;19. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;'You are the sun, you are the only one, my heart is blue, my heart is blue for you'-&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Rock &amp;amp; roll queen - The Subways - Jon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;20. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;'Oh i can't take another heartache, though you say you're my friend'&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;- Cruel to be kind - Letters to cleo - Rachel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;21. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;'Sun is shinin' in the sky, there ain't a cloud in sight'&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;- Mr Blue Sky - E.L.O. - Skeadugenga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;22. 'My rhyme ain't good just yet, my brain and tongue just met and they ain't friends so far'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;23. 'I don't know what i'm doing wrong, maybe i've been here too long'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;24. 'Oh maybe i think, maybe i don't, maybe i will, maybe i won't'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;25. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;'Tommy used to work on the docks, union's been on strike, he's down on his luck its tough' - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Living on a prayer - Bon Jovi - Chatterbox&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;26. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;'I didn't hear you leave, i wonder how am i still here'&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;- Here with me - Dido - Emma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;27. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;'Sucker love is heaven sent, you pucker up our passion's spent'&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;- Every you every me - Placebo - Jon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;28. 'This is not a movie, things just ain't the same as your favourite video'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;29. 'Have you seen her? So fine and pretty, fooled me with her style and ease'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;30. 'If you just walked away, what could i really say? Would it matter anyway?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;31. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;'Holding you closer, it's time that i told you, everything's going to be fine'&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;- Groovejet (If this ain't love) - Spiller - Penny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;32. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;'We'll be fighting in the streets, with our children at our feet'&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;- Won't get fooled again - The Who - Chatterbox&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;33. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;'Breaking my back just to know your name, seventeen tracks and i've had it with this game'&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;- Somebody told me - The Killers - Baggiebird&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;34. 'I never knew, i never knew everything was falling through, that everyone i knew was waiting on a queue'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;35. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;'Who made up all the rules? We follow them like fools' &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;- They - Jem - Aimee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;36. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;'I hate the world today, your so good to me but i know i can't change'&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;- Bitch - Meredith Brooks - Chatterbox/Penny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;37. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;'I met her in a club down in old soho, where you drink champagne and it tastes just like cherry-cola'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt; - Lola - The Kinks - Chatterbox&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;38. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;'I used to buy my faith in worship, but then my chance to heaven slipped'&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;- Canned heat - Jamiroqui - Penny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;39. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;'Getting born in the state of Mississippi, papa was a copper and mama was a hippie'&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;- Dani California - Red Hot Chili Peppers - Chatterbox&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;40. 'Skipping beats, blushing cheeks, i am struggling'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;41. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;'Take this pink ribbon off my eyes, i'm exposed and it's no big surprise'&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;- I'm just a girl - No Doubt - Jon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;42. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;'I never understood before, i never knew what love was for'&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;- Brighter than sunshine - Aqualung - Button&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;43. 'Crashed on the floor when i moved in, this little bungalow with some strange new friends'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;44. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;'I'm so tired of being here, suppressed by all my childish fears'&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;- My immortal - Evanescence - Emma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;45. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;'When you were young and your heart was an open book'&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;- Live and let die - Guns n Roses - Baggiebird&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;46. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;'You took my hand, you showed me how, you promised me you'd be around'&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;- Who knew - Pink - Chatterbox&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;47. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;'Let me know that i've done wrong, when i've known this all along'&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;- Dirty Little Secret - All American Rejects - Baggiebird/Jon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;48. 'Dance with me, pretty boy tonight, dance with me and we'll be alright'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;49. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;'So if you're lonely, you know i'm here waiting for you'&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;- Take me out - Franz Ferdinand - Jon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;50. 'Baby, you're sailing today, baby you're sailing away'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Good luck!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30174546-115514101617076630?l=youareapartofmyteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youareapartofmyteam.blogspot.com/feeds/115514101617076630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30174546&amp;postID=115514101617076630&amp;isPopup=true' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30174546/posts/default/115514101617076630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30174546/posts/default/115514101617076630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youareapartofmyteam.blogspot.com/2006/08/my-big-fat-music-quiz.html' title='My big fat music quiz'/><author><name>StacieFunkee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06110813916065766909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y112/Stacie87/sally.jpg'/></author><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30174546.post-115496016690524918</id><published>2006-08-07T15:09:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T15:16:06.943+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Photo 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4164/3235/1600/meandTG2.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4164/3235/320/meandTG2.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to be out done by Rachel and to equally boast here is my photo.&lt;br /&gt;And well here is something to boast about below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4164/3235/1600/dvd.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4164/3235/320/dvd.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30174546-115496016690524918?l=youareapartofmyteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youareapartofmyteam.blogspot.com/feeds/115496016690524918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30174546&amp;postID=115496016690524918&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30174546/posts/default/115496016690524918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30174546/posts/default/115496016690524918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youareapartofmyteam.blogspot.com/2006/08/photo-2.html' title='Photo 2'/><author><name>StacieFunkee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06110813916065766909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y112/Stacie87/sally.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30174546.post-115489729498301906</id><published>2006-08-06T21:46:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T21:51:06.480+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Photo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7781/3230/1600/Me%20and%20Tamsin2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7781/3230/320/Me%20and%20Tamsin2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I did teeth smiling, but thanks to photoshop, have kinda made it not look as bad as it did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here it is, proof... i did meet Tamsin Greig!woop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30174546-115489729498301906?l=youareapartofmyteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youareapartofmyteam.blogspot.com/feeds/115489729498301906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30174546&amp;postID=115489729498301906&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30174546/posts/default/115489729498301906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30174546/posts/default/115489729498301906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youareapartofmyteam.blogspot.com/2006/08/photo.html' title='Photo'/><author><name>RachelFunkeh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438078684070688028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v72/buffycharmedangelfan/rachel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30174546.post-115489241789804977</id><published>2006-08-06T20:24:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T23:48:03.580+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Much Ado about Tamsin Greig</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Just had a rather amazing weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met a rather awesome person on friday night, it took us about three minutes of dawdling before we actually went and spoke to her, mainly because i had sudden "OMG, what if its not actually her!!!!!!! what if we are about to go and make fools of ourselves" But it was Kate, and rather blinking fabbie she is too!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the small meetage (small but packed full) we went back to the hotel room, got into our jim jams and triied to resist the urge of running around screaming "we could be meeting TG tomoro"... but as we were still trying to stay in pessimist mode we decided to dull down our brainage and watch Big Bro instead (Nikki must go back in btw!Lol!), and scare the room service guy by being in our pyjamas at that time of the night!Lol! i managed to go to sleep, only to be woken at about 1am by Stacie going.. what the hell is that, taking out my ear plugs to realise that the stupid fire alarm was going off, Stacie put on her shoes grabbed her phone and hoodie and was opening the door byt the time i had dangled one foot out of the bed and attempted to put on a shoe (it was those stupid door alarm things, that beep if its not closed!bloody fucksie!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we woke up at seven and so began Tamsin Day!!WOOOOP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My god did that day drag, we tried to fill it with openign Dr Who stickers and scratchcards, but the hours just took years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually we were dressed, fed and on our way. Got to the theatre and i was sqauwking and squeaking like a fool needing to get all the excitement out. We were quite possibly the youngest people there! Anyway, dodging all the bad looks, we took our frankly quite amazing seats and the play started. Tamsin Greig, on stage, looking quite the sexy skinny minnie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was amazing, she was a complete world away from Caroline, apart from one part involving a scooter, and another involving a mega phone. I said i would only be loking at her, but my god, everyone was so amazing i was sat enthralled, and then it was 4.15, and the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We grabbed everything and legged it outside as fast as we could, scaring all the oldie who were loitering!Lol!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we were at the stage door, Stacie was saying we shouldn't get any body elses autos cos we'd miss Tamsin, but i couldn't resist the urge to talk to the gorgeous Joseph Milson who was wonderful as Benedick. And Stacie was right, cos TG appeared. And i grabbed her, and she signed and i spoke to her, and she was asking us questions, and calling another girl who was waiting with us a stalker (lol) and saying thatnk you for my pressie, i really need a hair clip!Lol! and that she would look terrible in her photo (AS IF!!!!!!!!she is truly "Teh Sex", but she had it done anyway*, and she went. and i didnt cry, i almost did, my voice cracked, but i held it together. And she got in really close for her photo, i felt her hair on my cheek. love her, love everything about her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have met my idol, i am so happy, and thanks for letting me share with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rachel x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*(Stacie has the photo's on her camera, so she can post them!Lol!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30174546-115489241789804977?l=youareapartofmyteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youareapartofmyteam.blogspot.com/feeds/115489241789804977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30174546&amp;postID=115489241789804977&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30174546/posts/default/115489241789804977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30174546/posts/default/115489241789804977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youareapartofmyteam.blogspot.com/2006/08/much-ado-about-tamsin-greig.html' title='Much Ado about Tamsin Greig'/><author><name>RachelFunkeh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438078684070688028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v72/buffycharmedangelfan/rachel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30174546.post-115386013104292471</id><published>2006-07-25T21:37:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T21:42:11.043+01:00</updated><title type='text'>An Apology</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;I of course didn't mean to Boo Yah the amazing reply we got from the wonderful and highly talented Julian Rhind-Tutt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;A signed photo and a short comment on my tratitorous misgivings is of course just as good as the two-page letter I recieved from Stephen Mangan this morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Rachel x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30174546-115386013104292471?l=youareapartofmyteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youareapartofmyteam.blogspot.com/feeds/115386013104292471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30174546&amp;postID=115386013104292471&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30174546/posts/default/115386013104292471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30174546/posts/default/115386013104292471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youareapartofmyteam.blogspot.com/2006/07/apology.html' title='An Apology'/><author><name>RachelFunkeh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438078684070688028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v72/buffycharmedangelfan/rachel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30174546.post-115385935908053989</id><published>2006-07-25T21:25:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T21:29:19.103+01:00</updated><title type='text'>My postman has never been more loved...</title><content type='html'>S&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;o great post this morning, both myself and Stacie got letters (not photo's Boo Yah JRT*) off the wonderful Stephen Mangan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Ha, and they laughed at us when we wrote off our little fan girly letters, we hoped for responses, and so far we have got two.... only 14 to go!Lol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Good responses too, although SM did tell us two secrets, never before have i felt so burdened, and so grateful that he felt he could share!Lol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Brighton was fun, and Green Wing Cocktails are severley recommended as a fuity beverage to see your wait through to the final episode of Green Wing which will air on............ **&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Rachel x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;* I love you JRT, even if you did call me a traitor!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;** Ha, i'm not telling!!so there!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30174546-115385935908053989?l=youareapartofmyteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youareapartofmyteam.blogspot.com/feeds/115385935908053989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30174546&amp;postID=115385935908053989&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30174546/posts/default/115385935908053989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30174546/posts/default/115385935908053989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youareapartofmyteam.blogspot.com/2006/07/my-postman-has-never-been-more-loved.html' title='My postman has never been more loved...'/><author><name>RachelFunkeh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438078684070688028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v72/buffycharmedangelfan/rachel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30174546.post-115339595226563868</id><published>2006-07-20T12:39:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T22:51:23.703+01:00</updated><title type='text'>zzz</title><content type='html'>Nothing really interesting has happened* but worried about the lack of blogging I shall leave you with this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sin City in HD = amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Apart from of course Rachel stayed at mine but I told her that she had to blog about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT: Oh yes just when you think blogging can't get any more exciting the Tesco's delivery man bared a uncanny resemblance to Nick Frost. What made it worse was I was collecting the shopping in my pj's at 1 o'clock in the afternoon, staring at him trying to figure out who he reminded me of.&lt;br /&gt;But all was made well again when I was putting the shopping away in the fridge and I found a can of Mountain Dew I forgot I had put in there. And curiosity got the better of me and I have joined the Green Wing stamping LiveJournal community.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30174546-115339595226563868?l=youareapartofmyteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youareapartofmyteam.blogspot.com/feeds/115339595226563868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30174546&amp;postID=115339595226563868&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30174546/posts/default/115339595226563868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30174546/posts/default/115339595226563868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youareapartofmyteam.blogspot.com/2006/07/zzz.html' title='zzz'/><author><name>StacieFunkee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06110813916065766909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y112/Stacie87/sally.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30174546.post-115287405533303372</id><published>2006-07-14T11:31:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T18:48:12.533+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Soundtrack of my life</title><content type='html'>While Rachel is staying and we're* off blog, here is something to keep you amused.&lt;br /&gt;Here's how it works:&lt;br /&gt;Open your music player (iTunes, Winamp, Media Player, etc). Put it on shuffle. Press play. For every question type the song that's playing. When you go to a new question press the next button. Some songs fit perfectly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opening Credits: You Found Me - Kelly Clarkson&lt;br /&gt;Waking Up: The Blowers Daughter - Damien Rice&lt;br /&gt;Falling in Love: What's Hideous - Do Me Bad Things&lt;br /&gt;Fight scene: Homage To Patagonia - Lemon Jelly&lt;br /&gt;Breaking up: Relax Relapse - Panic! At The Disco&lt;br /&gt;Getting back together: Filthy/Gorgeous - Scissor Sisters&lt;br /&gt;Secret Love: Banana Pancakes - Jack Johnson&lt;br /&gt;Life's okay: Mardy Bum - Arctic Monkeys&lt;br /&gt;Mental breakdown: Faster Kill Pussycat - Paul Oakenfold&lt;br /&gt;Partying: Hung Up - Madonna&lt;br /&gt;Long night alone: They - Jem&lt;br /&gt;Final Battle: No Cars Go - Arcade Fire&lt;br /&gt;Death Scene: Waterloo Sunset - The Kinks&lt;br /&gt;Credits: Ever Fallen In Love (With Someone You Shouldn't've) - The Buzzcocks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*First thing Rachel did when she got here was criticize my post and then i called her a pendant :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30174546-115287405533303372?l=youareapartofmyteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youareapartofmyteam.blogspot.com/feeds/115287405533303372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30174546&amp;postID=115287405533303372&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30174546/posts/default/115287405533303372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30174546/posts/default/115287405533303372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youareapartofmyteam.blogspot.com/2006/07/soundtrack-of-my-life.html' title='Soundtrack of my life'/><author><name>StacieFunkee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06110813916065766909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y112/Stacie87/sally.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30174546.post-115264781070137311</id><published>2006-07-11T20:52:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T20:56:50.716+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Vote Wing!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v72/buffycharmedangelfan/GWcast.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v72/buffycharmedangelfan/GWcast.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33cc00;"&gt;The fantabulous Green Wing is up for nomination in the National Television Awards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So go vote in your millions, and thats for the wing, not for any of the other crap they class as comedy! or vote for Love Soup, just so Tamsin Greig goes! but mainly Green Wing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://nta.itv.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33cc00;"&gt;http://nta.itv.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wicked, thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Rachel x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30174546-115264781070137311?l=youareapartofmyteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youareapartofmyteam.blogspot.com/feeds/115264781070137311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30174546&amp;postID=115264781070137311&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30174546/posts/default/115264781070137311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30174546/posts/default/115264781070137311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youareapartofmyteam.blogspot.com/2006/07/vote-wing.html' title='Vote Wing!'/><author><name>RachelFunkeh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438078684070688028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v72/buffycharmedangelfan/rachel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30174546.post-115239519401139665</id><published>2006-07-08T22:45:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T22:46:34.020+01:00</updated><title type='text'>TV is evil</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;First Green Wing and now Doctor Who.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30174546-115239519401139665?l=youareapartofmyteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youareapartofmyteam.blogspot.com/feeds/115239519401139665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30174546&amp;postID=115239519401139665&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30174546/posts/default/115239519401139665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30174546/posts/default/115239519401139665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youareapartofmyteam.blogspot.com/2006/07/tv-is-evil.html' title='TV is evil'/><author><name>StacieFunkee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06110813916065766909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y112/Stacie87/sally.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30174546.post-115231060005221844</id><published>2006-07-07T23:02:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T23:21:15.443+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad with the good wordage am i ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What happens when your friends are arguing, and there is not actually anything you could do to ease their situation? I'm not Xander, i'm not great with the talking and the speech giving. I'm more Prof. Frink or Yoda (not quite as brainy or wise though) when it comes to speaking out loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats why i like the internet, because you can just sit and type and let all the words come out the end of your fingers. You don't really have to worry about the consequences of those words because you can't see the reaction it gets. You can sit and blame someone else for all your problems, and the fact that you can't get off your arse and do something and it'll all be ok. Because it's not saying it to a person's face. It's just writing, and they'll understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats part of the internets downfall, because all this can happen. And no-one would ever know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm guilty of this, well not recently, and not to my knowledge anyway if i have done it recently, but when you see it happen, in front of your eyes, you kind of have to wonder what people are thinking. Whether they took the time to sit back, if they would actually say all this to someones face. Whether they even care what the person it is directed at is thinking. I often want to reply to peoples messages online with what i'm actually thinking. But then i stop, and i realise that actually in ten minutes time it won't matter. And it really should be left alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially in situations like this, when it really is faaack all to do with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a plus point LFACC rocked, caught a glimpse of Nathan Fillion, and that has made my year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And its only a few days til Brighton*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel x x x x x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*which as my boss told me is where all the gays are. Don't quite know where he was wanting to go with that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30174546-115231060005221844?l=youareapartofmyteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youareapartofmyteam.blogspot.com/feeds/115231060005221844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30174546&amp;postID=115231060005221844&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30174546/posts/default/115231060005221844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30174546/posts/default/115231060005221844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youareapartofmyteam.blogspot.com/2006/07/bad-with-good-wordage-am-i.html' title='Bad with the good wordage am i ...'/><author><name>RachelFunkeh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438078684070688028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v72/buffycharmedangelfan/rachel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30174546.post-115229825100667034</id><published>2006-07-07T19:25:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T19:50:51.016+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A rather rantful post</title><content type='html'>Having realised that Rachel is coming to stay a week today i decided that i should probably book our cinema tickets. We both decided on going to see Superman Returns and as it comes out the day Rachel arrives we both decided it'd be wise to book our tickets. Now i've become a bit lazy as of late and hardly ever go to the cinema. The last time i went was at Emma's and our tickets were 2 for 1 and the time before that i went with my family so my dad paid. So i was quite shocked to see an adult ticket cost £6.50. Times that by two and add a booking fee of £1.30 and you get almost £15 just for two people to go see a film. Is it any wonder so many people are turning to illegally downloading films?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another subject i've been pondering of late is MySpace. The whole point of MySpace is to keep in touch with friends and make new ones. About a week ago an old friend sent me a friend request, i accepted immediately and went over to her profile to leave her a comment asking how she was doing. She responded and we have been catching up. On her profile i saw another old friend had a profile so i went and added them. The other day i was looking through my friends list for someone and saw that they had added me and just never bothered to comment me. Is it quite sad that i found this rude? Anyway at some point i should comment her and try and catch up seeing as im going to University in her area and i'd like to point this out before i awkardly bump into her.My friends list is also getting to a stupid length as of lately so maybe i should take my own advice and talk to people who have added me. I think im just going to go through and delete a lot of them instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work this weekend im sure is going to be as fun as last weekend i.e. not at all. It seems from last week im meant to be in two places at the same time and have more than one pair of hands and when i end up letting someone down they bitch about me behind my back. I understand how pathetic this sounds and was very tempted to tell the women in their late 40's how pathetic they are for bitching about a nineteen yo. I seriously think i have the mind of an old women, if i acted my age i would be going out every &lt;strike&gt;weekend&lt;/strike&gt; night getting stupidly drunk and joining in the bitching at work but instead i look down my nose at it. Anyway the whole point of this part of the rant is im going to have a word with my manager tomorrow and see if this helps at all. At least i can look forward to the following weekend when im not working hooray!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know when my next post will be. My life isn't very exciting at the moment and ill be busy next week. It's my younger sisters 16th birthday on Tuesday and the rest of the week i need to get on with some serious cleaning for Rachel's arrival, oh yes not to mention we are getting Sky+ HD installed on Monday, score!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30174546-115229825100667034?l=youareapartofmyteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youareapartofmyteam.blogspot.com/feeds/115229825100667034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30174546&amp;postID=115229825100667034&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30174546/posts/default/115229825100667034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30174546/posts/default/115229825100667034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youareapartofmyteam.blogspot.com/2006/07/rather-rantful-post.html' title='A rather rantful post'/><author><name>StacieFunkee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06110813916065766909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y112/Stacie87/sally.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30174546.post-115168997362163563</id><published>2006-06-30T18:32:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T18:52:53.630+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to reality</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4164/3235/1600/SP_A0055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4164/3235/200/SP_A0055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So im back from my friends in Kent after i spent a few days catching up and recharging the batteries. I hadn't seen Emma since the Green Wing signing on April 11th so there was a lot to catch up on. For starters she still hasn't watched Green Wing! The amount of times i must of said 'i know let's watch Green Wing' is probably endless. And i got a strange look for asking her to leave the British Gas ad on. However she is rather smitten with Stephen Mangan after meeting him, so as soon as i mentioned a possible series 2 dvd signing she told me she'd happily come along and now she's told me, she wants to tell him that she's never watched it because she thinks its funny. I said it was fine by me if she didn't mind me disowning her. I have mixed feelings about another signing, it will be as amazing as the first but then ill also be the other end of the country at Uni by the time Ocotober comes around so i wonder if its really worth missing some lectures for. I have a feeling ill go with yes. Also i made a deal with her that i would eat some sushi if she watched Green Wing, i don't like cooked fish so the thought of raw fish makes me want to throw up, ill just have to make her watch Green Wing first so i can refuse the sushi.&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday evening we decided to go to the cinema as it's 'Orange Wednesdays'. The only film on that we wanted to see was 'Hard Candy'. After twenty minutes of adverts, of which we got so bored we started analysing them and then about three trailers it finally started. We decided to pay an extra pound for 'premier' seating, lots of room for your bum but less for your legs, so much so we ended up draping them over the chairs in front. So as we started getting comfy the film started. I thought it was brilliant. It handled the issue well and really plays on your emotions, your sympathy going from one character to the other every five minutes. There was some beautiful camera work too, the last shot was my favourite but i can't say how nice it was without giving the ending of the film away. I reccommend everyone goes to see it!&lt;br /&gt;Thursday we had a nice lie in and then in the afternoon we went shopping. I managed to pick up a nice skirt in the Peacocks sale for £5 so im happy with that, as well as buying some more beads. In the evening we went for dinner at 'Frankie &amp; Benny's' in Tunbridge Wells where i managed to embarass myself infront of her parents. Me &amp;amp; Emma were eyeing up a waiter, then she pointed out another one in which i replied 'no he's too pretty, i don't do pretty boys' and then her dad asked if i was sure and Emma just gave me a look. As usual my foot likes to live in my mouth, i did try to explain i didn't mean it like that but i don't think they believed me.&lt;br /&gt;As i said we spent the three days catching up and then today i caught the train home. I listened to the second half of 'Basil' on my iPod whilst on the train.&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for me when i got home was my laptop all fixed, so i can start writing again. Also waiting for me was 'Best of Smack the Pony' dvd from ScreenSelect and Emma bought me a Marilyn Monroe dvd set for my birthday. This as well as the England game tomorrow, should get me through the weekend until Rachel gets home and then i imagine i shall ring her and we can have a good gossip.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30174546-115168997362163563?l=youareapartofmyteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youareapartofmyteam.blogspot.com/feeds/115168997362163563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30174546&amp;postID=115168997362163563&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30174546/posts/default/115168997362163563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30174546/posts/default/115168997362163563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youareapartofmyteam.blogspot.com/2006/06/back-to-reality.html' title='Back to reality'/><author><name>StacieFunkee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06110813916065766909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y112/Stacie87/sally.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30174546.post-115165956933570574</id><published>2006-06-30T10:09:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T10:26:09.346+01:00</updated><title type='text'>When quotage goes wrong...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Woop London Film and Comic Con tomorrow! I was going to meet Elijah Wood, but i really don't know if i can be bothered.  I might meet Christopher Lee, just so he can say tht he met me.  Which would be nice for him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Looking throught the Bonhams Goodwood car auction catalogue yesterday.  £30 for a frigging auction catalogue, but anyway, they had an Aston Martin DB5 in there £140,000 estimate, but my god its worth it.  Especially since that is actually a bit of a bargain for a DB5, it done up in the James Bond stylee, which shows the level of geekdom some people reach.  But my God, how good would i look cruising in that! Shame it'd be my first car, and the insurance would probably be about £30,000 for it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;The badges i ordered off the web came yesterday, got a load of GW quotey ones, including Big Geeky Nerdy Twat Face which i don't know if  i can wear when none of my friends (Not including Stacie) are GW fans.  They'd probably just think i was a bit odd, and/or agree!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;The only problem with having badges that quote, are the fact that i get a sudden paranoia hit.  What if i quoted wrong? What if there is a GW fan sitting opposite me on the bus laughing at me because it isn't actually Big Geeky Nerdy Twat Face, and something completely different?  Yes i may have watched every episode (apart form S2ep8 for obvious reasons) about 80 times, but i'm slightly deaf you see, or i may have been distracted by daydreams of the Mangan to actaully concentrate on what anyone was saying.  Yes i know the Mangan wasn't in that scene but thats not important is it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;You know what is important, the fact that anytime there is a dvd i want, it has to be delayed!  I waited 15 months for GW to be released, and now when Garth Marenghi's Dark Place was in sight (monday!!!!!soooo close) i look online and its been put back until the 29th August! Bloody Fucksies!  I'll just have to resign myself to the fact that i can never get what i want, and throwing a tantrum outside the dvd releasy peoples door won't help.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Means i can afford two boxes of Charmed Destiny now though, so thats good! Everyone wish me Kerr Smith and Pheobe costumes please!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Gosh, sorry for spouting!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Stacie is back soon!Yay! Missed you &lt;em&gt;Ginger&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Rachel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;xxxxxxx&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30174546-115165956933570574?l=youareapartofmyteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youareapartofmyteam.blogspot.com/feeds/115165956933570574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30174546&amp;postID=115165956933570574&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30174546/posts/default/115165956933570574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30174546/posts/default/115165956933570574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youareapartofmyteam.blogspot.com/2006/06/when-quotage-goes-wrong.html' title='When quotage goes wrong...'/><author><name>RachelFunkeh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438078684070688028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v72/buffycharmedangelfan/rachel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30174546.post-115140813824077119</id><published>2006-06-27T12:28:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T12:35:38.246+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye for now.</title><content type='html'>No sooner do we set up a blog, then we both go away.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow i am off to my friend Emma's in Tonbridge, Kent for 2 nights. I haven't seen her since April 11th when i made her go to the Green Wing signing with me and she still hasn't watched it! So i know what i'll be doing over the 3 days.&lt;br /&gt;And i'm sure Rachel will update the actual details but all i know is she is going to &lt;a href="http://www.londonfilmandcomiccon.com/"&gt;London film and comic con&lt;/a&gt; at the weekend meeting Elijah Wood &amp;amp; Nathan Fillion. For the record im so not jealous.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30174546-115140813824077119?l=youareapartofmyteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youareapartofmyteam.blogspot.com/feeds/115140813824077119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30174546&amp;postID=115140813824077119&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30174546/posts/default/115140813824077119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30174546/posts/default/115140813824077119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youareapartofmyteam.blogspot.com/2006/06/bye-for-now.html' title='Bye for now.'/><author><name>StacieFunkee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06110813916065766909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y112/Stacie87/sally.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30174546.post-115135348123892451</id><published>2006-06-26T21:24:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T21:24:41.250+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Friendship Compatibility of Taurus with Pisces</title><content type='html'>You and Pisces form an easy friendship that affords great pleasure on both sides. You adore the Fish's laid-back attitude toward life, as well as their creativity and compassion. In turn, Pisces loves your rich humor, in addition to your common sense and calm reassurance. If you help your pal organize their finances, they'll help you develop your artistic talent. And while it's true that you can't depend on this friend to ever be on time, it's also true that Pisces has to put up with your inflexibility. The easiest way to overlook each other's weak points is to engage in hobbies you both enjoy. Fortunately, you probably both love painting, poetry and fishing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30174546-115135348123892451?l=youareapartofmyteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youareapartofmyteam.blogspot.com/feeds/115135348123892451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30174546&amp;postID=115135348123892451&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30174546/posts/default/115135348123892451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30174546/posts/default/115135348123892451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youareapartofmyteam.blogspot.com/2006/06/friendship-compatibility-of-taurus.html' title='Friendship Compatibility of Taurus with Pisces'/><author><name>StacieFunkee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06110813916065766909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y112/Stacie87/sally.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30174546.post-115118414059038478</id><published>2006-06-24T22:14:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T01:39:26.653+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Blog has landed</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So this is our virgin post, Stacie is a little tired today and Brian is refusing to play nice, so its left to me to start things off. She doesn't know this yet so it'll be a nice surpise when she visits won't it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we should explain who we are, and why we are joining together to post such wonderous things as.... ....... ...... hmmm... actually Gosh knows what we will post, because the time machine is broken and we can't go check what we are going to post, in order to come back in time and post future snippets here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you'll just have to wait and see won't you. I hope its good stuff though, because the world needs its entertainment, and we need to be loved. And worshipped, because that hasn't happened for a while, not since the minions ran away to join a different tribe, but thats a whole other story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, stick around fellow bloggers and join us on our wonderous journeys through life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for listening x x x x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30174546-115118414059038478?l=youareapartofmyteam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youareapartofmyteam.blogspot.com/feeds/115118414059038478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30174546&amp;postID=115118414059038478&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30174546/posts/default/115118414059038478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30174546/posts/default/115118414059038478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youareapartofmyteam.blogspot.com/2006/06/blog-has-landed.html' title='The Blog has landed'/><author><name>RachelFunkeh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438078684070688028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v72/buffycharmedangelfan/rachel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
