<?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-9509822</id><updated>2012-02-12T15:15:51.894-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sakura Grove</title><subtitle type='html'>Hi, welcome to my new blog! I'm not one of those people who can write about their own life for everyone to see, so this is more or less for random thoughts and a nice place to put my ultimate "I know you can't afford this but I can dream can't I?" wishlist. I may not update often, if at all, but my busy schedule may appear on here at times if anyone is curious.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andyssaki.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9509822/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andyssaki.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Saki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05525754214781234184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>35</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9509822.post-116270379857328286</id><published>2006-11-05T00:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T00:16:38.586-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Update :)</title><content type='html'>Nothing terribly new to report, except that next year I will have a special visitor :)  Unfortunately, something did manage to pass me by recently that I'm trying to work on.  My ten year for High school passed without anything to commemorate it.  Not that I am terribly attached to the idea of a reunion, since a lot has changed, but I at least want a chance to see some of the people I know.  Maybe some friends I miss or people who deserve another chance.  Should be fun :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9509822-116270379857328286?l=andyssaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andyssaki.blogspot.com/feeds/116270379857328286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9509822&amp;postID=116270379857328286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9509822/posts/default/116270379857328286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9509822/posts/default/116270379857328286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andyssaki.blogspot.com/2006/11/update.html' title='Update :)'/><author><name>Saki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05525754214781234184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9509822.post-115809386922215683</id><published>2006-09-12T16:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T16:44:29.236-04:00</updated><title type='text'>GM Viral Ad campaign</title><content type='html'>Normally I don't do the whole soapbox thing, but I had to do this after what I just saw.  Maybe you have seen the videos about cars flying in Hollywood, down a highway, and over a neghborhood in various "homemade" videos on youtube and the like.  Apparently GM has decided that the best way to sell a car is to make up some lame hoax and get you to respond to it.  I would like to believe that I'm not that gullible, but to me it seems a bit odd to try and sell a car by building a reputation on...hoaxes?  So are they going to reveal that the latest hoax is that their cars run?  Just my two cents.  GM, you have an F for this campaign.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9509822-115809386922215683?l=andyssaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andyssaki.blogspot.com/feeds/115809386922215683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9509822&amp;postID=115809386922215683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9509822/posts/default/115809386922215683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9509822/posts/default/115809386922215683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andyssaki.blogspot.com/2006/09/gm-viral-ad-campaign.html' title='GM Viral Ad campaign'/><author><name>Saki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05525754214781234184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9509822.post-115488037131091753</id><published>2006-08-06T12:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T12:06:11.310-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy day</title><content type='html'>The paperwork has gone through :)  It's official!!  Tomorrow...fixing all the information for the bank, schools, insurance...and get my license fixed :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9509822-115488037131091753?l=andyssaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andyssaki.blogspot.com/feeds/115488037131091753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9509822&amp;postID=115488037131091753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9509822/posts/default/115488037131091753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9509822/posts/default/115488037131091753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andyssaki.blogspot.com/2006/08/happy-day.html' title='Happy day'/><author><name>Saki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05525754214781234184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9509822.post-115458779475223685</id><published>2006-08-03T02:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T02:49:54.760-04:00</updated><title type='text'>**sigh**</title><content type='html'>SO here it is, late at night, unbearably humid, and I need to do DOMETHING or I'll go insane.  I don't know what else to say right now, except I do miss everyone and can't wait to see you all at the Gasp (if you attend).  For those of you who know me and don't go to the Last Gasp you can always throw something at me with the comment button and see if I respond :)  Mostly I'm just tired, though.  I want everything to have been a bad dream and wake up tomorrow with everything "right"  I think I'd even settle for things just being a little less difficult to set right.  Being me isn't easy, thank god it's fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9509822-115458779475223685?l=andyssaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andyssaki.blogspot.com/feeds/115458779475223685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9509822&amp;postID=115458779475223685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9509822/posts/default/115458779475223685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9509822/posts/default/115458779475223685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andyssaki.blogspot.com/2006/08/sigh.html' title='**sigh**'/><author><name>Saki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05525754214781234184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9509822.post-115097932939547752</id><published>2006-06-22T08:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T08:28:49.413-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Newst news</title><content type='html'>Real short update today :)  I am such a geekette!  I just found the avvie that...I think might be down near the bottom of the page.  Apparently something is mungled about the page and I have no clue what is doing it, but it's there if you look and I think if you view single posts it will show up normally.  The name change should be grinding it's slow way through the works as I type, so I am understandably excited and antsy about that, not to mention the fact that I have been cooped up in this ___ house for ___ days at a time!!&lt;br /&gt;  Background on the cooped up thing.  About a year ago I let my insurance lapse for over a month, which was a nono to the DMV.  After I was caught by a police officer for it, I ended up paying the fee for the suspension so I didn't need to surrender my plates.  A few months later, eerything is squared away with the courts so I don't get more headaches (I love my lawyer) and everything is peachy.  I make another mistake and lapse again in april, so I do the whole surrender thing for real thinking this is the end of the ordeal...heh.  Not a week after I put the car back on the road, I get another note from DMV saying I need to answer for a previous lapse.  I called the insurance company, who verified the lapse, and don't think to check the dates.  After a week of this new suspension, I get ANOTHER note proclaiming a lapse of 309 days in my insurance and very politely asking me to hand in my license.  I hit the roof.  After a full day of poking around it comes about that the insurance company has decided that since my car was put back on the road with a new and improved policy, they can go ahead and RESCIND the old one.  Apparently the company and DMV have a different definition of rescinsion, and since the DMV defines recinsion as meaning the policy was never valid, I get a nice 309 day lapse on my record because my insurance company forgot to look at the dictionary.  That day (tuesday of last week) I call my agent and get th qupte of 72 hours to fix everything as relayed by the insurer.  Call back on Monday, hear the same thing...ok.  Call back on Tuesday and resolve that if I hear the 72 hours warning again I will politely count out the total number of hours that have gone by.  The answer is different.  On monday, when I had called, they contacted my insurer and found out NOTHING had been done yet.  Not only this, but now my soon to be EX insurer has revised the time table to 6 full days.  Today is day 4, and I am waiting for the last two days to pass so I can very politely tell my former insurer to ever so kindly disappear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, that was actually a rather long update...hee.  Anyways, that's me right now :)  hope you all have fun this weekend, I'll be finding entertainment on my own :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9509822-115097932939547752?l=andyssaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andyssaki.blogspot.com/feeds/115097932939547752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9509822&amp;postID=115097932939547752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9509822/posts/default/115097932939547752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9509822/posts/default/115097932939547752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andyssaki.blogspot.com/2006/06/newst-news.html' title='Newst news'/><author><name>Saki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05525754214781234184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9509822.post-113938838851149313</id><published>2006-02-08T03:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T03:46:41.900-05:00</updated><title type='text'>sometimes</title><content type='html'>Wanted to make sure everyone knows I'm still peachy keen over here, maybe more so right now, since it's been a while since I've seen many of you.  Got one of those itches in my thoughts I can't scratch that I had to put down, and here is the place I'm putting it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, too much has to change at a time.  You could say it's a delicate framework, a lattice that has to be put in place before it takes stress.  I tend to be like that, a delicate flower (Much to SOMEONE's ill-advised attempts at reformations) that needs to grow her stem before being piced up.  That's me, thelittle garden that needs to bloom once before it can withstand the little weeds.  Gonna be  alittle hard to get a hold of so I can be me for a little while, not the alone me, just the me without expectations derived from advice that I'm not ready to hear...or not ready to act on.  And if anyone feels this is directed at them, don't worry.  I still love you.  You're my extended family.  I'm gonna be a bit different next we meet, but that may be a while.  GGG, Old Songs, and possibly Gasp and Champlain will be no-shows this time around so I can get in touch with the me who isn't carted around at her parent's whim...I'll miss you all, and I'll see you all soon, take care, kay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeah, I might still write in here, I'm not THAT heartless!! :)  I care :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9509822-113938838851149313?l=andyssaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andyssaki.blogspot.com/feeds/113938838851149313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9509822&amp;postID=113938838851149313' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9509822/posts/default/113938838851149313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9509822/posts/default/113938838851149313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andyssaki.blogspot.com/2006/02/sometimes.html' title='sometimes'/><author><name>Saki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05525754214781234184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9509822.post-113252646364543402</id><published>2005-11-20T17:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T17:41:03.660-05:00</updated><title type='text'>quiz</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/C/caz15th/1127562500_uizEmpathy.jpg" border="0" alt="Empathy"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt; Empathy- &lt;/b&gt; Your inner power is Empathy! This&lt;br&gt;means that you have a talent for identifying&lt;br&gt;others emotions, often by simply glancing at&lt;br&gt;them. You are EXTREMELY shy and quiet. People&lt;br&gt;sometimes dont notice youre around and seem&lt;br&gt;surprised to find out you even exist in a big&lt;br&gt;class. Youre the often silent, goody two shoes,&lt;br&gt;and few get passed the walls youve built up to&lt;br&gt;stop yourself being hurt, as you no doubt have&lt;br&gt;been in the past. Not everyone understands you,&lt;br&gt;in fact some think that youre a snob or worse&lt;br&gt;because you rarely participate in group&lt;br&gt;activities. Youre extremely sensitive, even the&lt;br&gt;least harsh of words can hurt you. Only your&lt;br&gt;very few, closest friends who have earned your&lt;br&gt;hard-to-get trust know who you really are&lt;br&gt;inside; a sweet, gentle young woman who is&lt;br&gt;lonely and so desperately needing friends to&lt;br&gt;support you. You can get very depressed and not&lt;br&gt;always know why, despite your power of empathy,&lt;br&gt;as it seems to only work for people outside&lt;br&gt;you. Your friends always turn to you when they&lt;br&gt;need advice or comforting, and in some way you&lt;br&gt;need to give that helpit makes you feel better&lt;br&gt;in return to know that youve helped out your&lt;br&gt;friends. Despite your cold, impassive exterior&lt;br&gt;and high, seemingly unbreachable walls, inside&lt;br&gt;you are really a great, intelligent person,&lt;br&gt;full of compassion and love, if only people&lt;br&gt;would dare take a chance and try to get through&lt;br&gt;your tough shell. Never let others get you&lt;br&gt;down, or change you. You are very special the&lt;br&gt;way you areeven if you dont have fifty thousand&lt;br&gt;friends, you are just as, if not more&lt;br&gt;extraordinary than everyone else. Reach for the&lt;br&gt;stars, because I dont doubt youll catch hold of&lt;br&gt;them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; Boy/Girl who will sweep you off your feet: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;A sweet, shy and romantic man/woman. The kind&lt;br&gt;of guy/woman you know will never, ever hurt&lt;br&gt;you, and will love you for ever. The kind of&lt;br&gt;person who believes in true love, and soul&lt;br&gt;mates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; Your stone: &lt;/b&gt; Blue Topaz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; Your power: &lt;/b&gt; Healing. Emotionally,&lt;br&gt;physically, or spiritually, you heal people&lt;br&gt;with your words, your actions and presence.&lt;br&gt;Youre the one that the little children are&lt;br&gt;always drawn to, because they know youll never&lt;br&gt;let anything hurt them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; Your element: &lt;/b&gt;  Clairvoyance (The power to&lt;br&gt;see objects or events that cannot be perceived&lt;br&gt;by the normal five senses.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; A quote that applies to you: &lt;/b&gt;  "True&lt;br&gt;beauty shines from the soul and warms the world&lt;br&gt;with its&lt;i&gt;  kindness, compassion&lt;/i&gt; , and &lt;i&gt;&lt;br&gt;integrity&lt;/i&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/caz15th/quizzes/What's%20your%20inner%20power%3F%20(Girls%20only%20sorry.%20Beautiful%20anime%20pictures%2C%20lengthy%20results)/"&gt; What's your inner power? (Girls only sorry. Beautiful anime pictures, lengthy results)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-2"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9509822-113252646364543402?l=andyssaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andyssaki.blogspot.com/feeds/113252646364543402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9509822&amp;postID=113252646364543402' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9509822/posts/default/113252646364543402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9509822/posts/default/113252646364543402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andyssaki.blogspot.com/2005/11/quiz.html' title='quiz'/><author><name>Saki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05525754214781234184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9509822.post-113156384708196089</id><published>2005-11-09T14:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T14:17:27.093-05:00</updated><title type='text'>still kicking</title><content type='html'>**hugs to all**  Tomorrow I am going on a shopping trip for the essentials, and...on a completely random note, I am now having images of my blog becoming an international sensation and example to all peope with my unique issues.  ANYWAYS!  I have NO idea what I'm looking for, but knowing my tastes you can expect to see some blacks, reds and greens adorning a picture sometime in the next...four years. :)  Anyways, have been put back in touch with a friend through this and kif's blog, so I want to say, blogspot is neat :)  Later all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9509822-113156384708196089?l=andyssaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andyssaki.blogspot.com/feeds/113156384708196089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9509822&amp;postID=113156384708196089' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9509822/posts/default/113156384708196089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9509822/posts/default/113156384708196089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andyssaki.blogspot.com/2005/11/still-kicking.html' title='still kicking'/><author><name>Saki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05525754214781234184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9509822.post-112862245388104805</id><published>2005-10-06T13:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T14:14:13.893-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The space between</title><content type='html'>**purrs and nestles**  Okay, it's been a few months, time enough for thoughts and all.  I've beenbattered around for a while by my own little train of thoughts so often that I get a bit...touchy fairly often.  This being said, I kind of wanted to take a moment just to recall what I Already know even when I forget it :)I'm who I am regardlessof anyone else's opinion. What anyone else says is only as important as I allow it to be. I have no control over anyone besides me, and nowhere near complete control over myself. I like knowing what's going on.  I hate being in control of what's going on, even if I think I should be.  I am most frightened AND most comfortable when I am not in control of anything except what happens to me directly.  Being told that I am wrong about who I am on the inside pisses me offto no end.  Being questioned or simply not believedabout something fundamentalto me also pisses me off.  I am not a strong pillar.  I will not be pushed around simply because of expectations that I had no part in.  I don't have answers, I don't give answers, and I can never decide on one solution.  My life is short, for a planet.  My life is long, for a mammal.  No matter what I decide, think, or expect, I will have to be prepared to rearrange it all at a moment's notice.  I love, on one level or another, everyone I meet.  Some of them I would love to never see again, but I would never wish to have been ignorant of them.  I am a needy person who can only push herself so far before breaking apart.  I don't always ask for help, no matter how much I need it.  It's not pride, it's not stubbornness, and it's not fear.  It's uncertainty.  I don't write to exorcise demons, I write to see them on paper.  Then, and only then, I can see them as misunderstood, and offer a hug.  **hugs**  I did say I don't write often, so don't get your hopes up :)  But thank you for being my friends.  And as for the spammer who used this blog to promote who knows what, You I will curse.  May the inconvenience and bewilderment you cause others forever be returned untill you learn the value of patience and personal worth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sakura&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9509822-112862245388104805?l=andyssaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andyssaki.blogspot.com/feeds/112862245388104805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9509822&amp;postID=112862245388104805' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9509822/posts/default/112862245388104805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9509822/posts/default/112862245388104805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andyssaki.blogspot.com/2005/10/space-between.html' title='The space between'/><author><name>Saki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05525754214781234184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9509822.post-111984536445171241</id><published>2005-06-27T00:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T00:09:24.493-04:00</updated><title type='text'>City Of heroes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.coh.com"&gt;current addiction&lt;/a&gt;  Okay, so sometimes I feel liek I need to be herois AND splatter bad guys across the city.  THis it the place I go when I am not doing important things like sleeping.  Incidentally, for people who are already on, I am reachable through the chat handle @saki neko.  Notice the space and the nekoness , but no period.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9509822-111984536445171241?l=andyssaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andyssaki.blogspot.com/feeds/111984536445171241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9509822&amp;postID=111984536445171241' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9509822/posts/default/111984536445171241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9509822/posts/default/111984536445171241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andyssaki.blogspot.com/2005/06/city-of-heroes.html' title='City Of heroes'/><author><name>Saki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05525754214781234184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9509822.post-111455937070337235</id><published>2005-04-26T19:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T14:19:07.520-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Unitarian Jihad</title><content type='html'>&lt;!-- Copy From Here --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;My &lt;a href="http://tinyurl.com/6valr"&gt;Unitarian Jihad Name&lt;/a&gt; is: &lt;strong&gt;Sister Nunchuku of Sweet Reason&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://homepage.mac.com/whump/ujname.html"&gt;Get yours&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- To Here --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An important announcement from a notable journalistic source.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sfgate.com/cgi-bin/article.cgi?file=/chronicle/archive/2005/04/08/DDG27BCFLG1.DTL"&gt;Unitarian Jihad&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9509822-111455937070337235?l=andyssaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andyssaki.blogspot.com/feeds/111455937070337235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9509822&amp;postID=111455937070337235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9509822/posts/default/111455937070337235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9509822/posts/default/111455937070337235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andyssaki.blogspot.com/2005/04/unitarian-jihad.html' title='Unitarian Jihad'/><author><name>Saki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05525754214781234184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9509822.post-111435777812245860</id><published>2005-04-24T11:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T11:49:38.123-04:00</updated><title type='text'>there</title><content type='html'>Now that I know you're out there, I can fix that previous thing.  I was out of the loop by my own actions because I felt hurt that I was the last to know that the person I was responsible for relaying info to had her phone # changed.  I reacted badly and ended up hurting someone else in the group by not being there when she needed me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9509822-111435777812245860?l=andyssaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andyssaki.blogspot.com/feeds/111435777812245860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9509822&amp;postID=111435777812245860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9509822/posts/default/111435777812245860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9509822/posts/default/111435777812245860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andyssaki.blogspot.com/2005/04/there.html' title='there'/><author><name>Saki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05525754214781234184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9509822.post-111435510325191991</id><published>2005-04-24T11:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T08:24:36.300-04:00</updated><title type='text'>chain reaction () - games</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://gprime.net/game.php/chainreaction"&gt;chain reaction () - games&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1989 is my high score so far&lt;br /&gt;2322 now&lt;br /&gt;2757 (correction, this is my brother's score and my new target)&lt;br /&gt;AND... SUCCESS!  :)&lt;br /&gt;not going to show the score, but I managed to beat 2757 :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9509822-111435510325191991?l=andyssaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andyssaki.blogspot.com/feeds/111435510325191991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9509822&amp;postID=111435510325191991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9509822/posts/default/111435510325191991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9509822/posts/default/111435510325191991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andyssaki.blogspot.com/2005/04/chain-reaction-games.html' title='chain reaction () - games'/><author><name>Saki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05525754214781234184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9509822.post-111426541007782078</id><published>2005-04-23T10:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-23T10:10:26.073-04:00</updated><title type='text'>** kick **</title><content type='html'>Not going to go into it, but after getting frustrated with not hearing things back from someone who was supposed to be the main help down here while others were away north and at school, I went into my own little funk and now I'm out of the loop and in the doghouse and the REAL reason for all of it is because we just don't have any reliable communications.  I swear, I'm asking Andy Spence for a family plan from Sprint as a business Expense!  NOW.  I know people read this, I am saying this once and once only, I'm available now, and there is NO martyrdom going to happen on my watch.  I don't care if you think there's too much in your head, talk to me now and tell me what you're doing and I'll figure out the things you can't do alone or else I will go over your head and do it without your knowledge.  I have a phone, a blon, and an email.  By the way, I haven't contacted you?  Fine, but I specifically asked about Thursdayand having a presence there with NO response, at least try to keep me in the loop when I'm there, peaople!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9509822-111426541007782078?l=andyssaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andyssaki.blogspot.com/feeds/111426541007782078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9509822&amp;postID=111426541007782078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9509822/posts/default/111426541007782078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9509822/posts/default/111426541007782078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andyssaki.blogspot.com/2005/04/kick.html' title='** kick **'/><author><name>Saki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05525754214781234184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9509822.post-111247932097325738</id><published>2005-04-02T17:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-02T17:02:00.973-05:00</updated><title type='text'>back</title><content type='html'>Hee, better now, talked to Andy this morning and heard the words I was missing (I thought about you every day) so I could melt into a mushy pile of giggles :)  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9509822-111247932097325738?l=andyssaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andyssaki.blogspot.com/feeds/111247932097325738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9509822&amp;postID=111247932097325738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9509822/posts/default/111247932097325738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9509822/posts/default/111247932097325738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andyssaki.blogspot.com/2005/04/back.html' title='back'/><author><name>Saki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05525754214781234184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9509822.post-111125855745321862</id><published>2005-03-19T13:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-19T13:55:57.453-05:00</updated><title type='text'>sick</title><content type='html'>Oh yeah, Skura is getting sick too from being around the SIL because of stupid car troubles from hell :(  **sighs and grumps**  I'd be a LOT less grumpy if I just knew Andy could comeonline and give me a feelbetter hug,but I think her wrist is stillbroken fromwho knows what she did to it and Ijust want to SCREAM!!  Oh yeah, and snuggle against theporceline statue in the altar room of bodily functions.  Really grumpy and unsociable right now, so am going to go playon the computerslaying everythingin sight utillI ca settle long enough to go bak to bed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9509822-111125855745321862?l=andyssaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andyssaki.blogspot.com/feeds/111125855745321862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9509822&amp;postID=111125855745321862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9509822/posts/default/111125855745321862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9509822/posts/default/111125855745321862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andyssaki.blogspot.com/2005/03/sick.html' title='sick'/><author><name>Saki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05525754214781234184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9509822.post-111125777016415110</id><published>2005-03-19T13:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-19T13:42:50.163-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ugh</title><content type='html'>Kay, soright now I'm feeling pukey and heartburney and stressed out because my father appears to believe that my gender identity is some fucking little PHASE and that if I'm not careful I'll make some kind of mistake because I don'tknow any better and am not carefulenough.  I'm really gettingirritated and PISSED about that!  I mean,I know he can't see it from my corner because it'snotsomething in the "normal" routine, but just for once can'the realize that for my wholelife I'vebeen trying to figure out why I don'tfeellike I fit in even with mylovedones,and that it isn'tsomelittleperipheral butthe core of who I am and if I can't be comfortablewith being me then everything elseis worth exactlybupkis!?  I swear, men are justcompletely incapableof emotional understanding at ALL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9509822-111125777016415110?l=andyssaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andyssaki.blogspot.com/feeds/111125777016415110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9509822&amp;postID=111125777016415110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9509822/posts/default/111125777016415110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9509822/posts/default/111125777016415110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andyssaki.blogspot.com/2005/03/ugh.html' title='ugh'/><author><name>Saki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05525754214781234184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9509822.post-110847068271818095</id><published>2005-02-15T07:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-15T07:31:22.716-05:00</updated><title type='text'>frictionless</title><content type='html'>That's kind of how I am when I'm comfortable, like right now :)  It's not weightless, it's not free, it's just....Unhindered.  Hee, I'm in my happy zone right now so I can actually THINK, and I remember why I enjoy folk festivals so much better when I'm not on a schedule.  Schedules keep you on a certain track, like when you are walking through the school hallways and this little voice in your head tells you that you need to sway your hips less or someone will realize there is something odd about you.  I have a submissive personality.  Tell myself to do something is worse then betraying my own best friends and family.  It's a friction on my soul that weighs me down.  So...I think that when I am happiest...is when I'm not doing anything to keep myself happy, or even not sad.  Just being frictionless.  Besides, it's good to be sad, and it's even better when you can let goand let someone else come over and set your world spinning in ways you could never have predicted.  That's my happy thought :D  Stay frictionless, even if it makes you sad.  It's not forever, and you'll appreciate everything else a whole lot more when you can contrast.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9509822-110847068271818095?l=andyssaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andyssaki.blogspot.com/feeds/110847068271818095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9509822&amp;postID=110847068271818095' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9509822/posts/default/110847068271818095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9509822/posts/default/110847068271818095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andyssaki.blogspot.com/2005/02/frictionless.html' title='frictionless'/><author><name>Saki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05525754214781234184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9509822.post-110793936076047854</id><published>2005-02-09T03:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-09T03:56:00.760-05:00</updated><title type='text'>meep!</title><content type='html'>Ugh, am hungry and cranky and happy and smiling and crying all at the same time!  I LOVE it for some wierd reason, cuz it makes me feel alive!!  Not much going on in my corner, trying to keep myself in the here and now instead of obsessing over the day when my therapist and I agree it's time to start taking the hormones.  It's not as scary now as it was before (Maybe because my antidepressant is antiandrogynic and I'm starting to feel a little more...ME!!) AND, I've got an inch and a half more chest then I used to just because of the medications I'm taking for my depression.  Kind of makes you wonder if maybe the whole thing is testosterone poisoning and my brain chemistry just couldn't handle all those extra male hormones floating around in my head!  I don't care if it's true, that's my version of reality :).  Am also feeling stiff, tired and Achey, probably from going all over creation in my car and being woken up by bizarre things like dogs jumping around, my poor flu-ridden roomie coughing up her lung (I feel so bad, but she's not the type to hold it in if she needs to ask for help, so I just empathize and try to be aware of her squeek.)  She's getting better, but everyone in my family is worried that I'll get it next and be laid up too.  I hope not, but I'm not going to obsess over it.  I have too much to enjoy to waste time worrying about the possibilties.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9509822-110793936076047854?l=andyssaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andyssaki.blogspot.com/feeds/110793936076047854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9509822&amp;postID=110793936076047854' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9509822/posts/default/110793936076047854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9509822/posts/default/110793936076047854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andyssaki.blogspot.com/2005/02/meep.html' title='meep!'/><author><name>Saki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05525754214781234184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9509822.post-110718451028703777</id><published>2005-01-31T10:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-31T10:15:10.286-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Against the wind</title><content type='html'>Alright, so I'm sleeping and dreaming this morning, and it's about being with people from high school and trying to be me...except I'm not wearing any of my favourite clothing and I still look much like I did in high school.  One of the guys offers me a ride in his sporty two seater, and how can I say no?  We head over to McDonalds, and I start to feel uncomfortable.  McDonalds is NOT my most favourite place in the world.  While the other people are ordering, I notice the drinks are on the far side of the ordering counter, and I'm bored to tears, so I look for something to drink...nothing good so I finally settle on a chocolate milk and settle into moodily sipping it.  I turn back to see if they're ready to take my order, but they've moved on to the people behnd me.  Grr.  So now I wait patiently, but am ignored again...then a third time.  This is when the frustration hits.  I toss the milk down and storm out the door feeling hurt because I don't want to call attention to myself and say 'Hi, you missed me and I'd like to order now."  Instead, I turn and start walking down the road, which is in a suburban area with a lot of trees and more space between houses then you'd find in the sprawls closer to a city.  The wind picks up, and I'm eventually walking firmly against the wind and going nowhere.  I turn in even more frustration, and am almost blown down.  I struggle to keep my feet, and as the song "Against the Wind" runs through my head, I realize I'm dreaming.  I'm grumpy and pissy, so I tell the dream to go screw itself and wake up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9509822-110718451028703777?l=andyssaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andyssaki.blogspot.com/feeds/110718451028703777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9509822&amp;postID=110718451028703777' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9509822/posts/default/110718451028703777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9509822/posts/default/110718451028703777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andyssaki.blogspot.com/2005/01/against-wind.html' title='Against the wind'/><author><name>Saki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05525754214781234184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9509822.post-110702559753092853</id><published>2005-01-29T14:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-29T14:06:37.530-05:00</updated><title type='text'>arg</title><content type='html'>Headaches and confusion al over today, mostly with my memory at center stage.  Kay, here's the thing...I LOVE to talk.  Somewhere in my youth I discovered that when men talk, they tend to get straight to the point without meandering and then they're done.  _I_ forgot this...my subconscious didn't.  So for most of my life, I've been subconsciously avoiding talking because deep down it occured to me that it might be a cue as to me being not quite a male.  This revelation is one of the things that is supposed to set me free, and I think it's helping, but...JEEZ.  How the heck am I supposed to heal and get myself together if my subconscious and my conscious aren't communicating!?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9509822-110702559753092853?l=andyssaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andyssaki.blogspot.com/feeds/110702559753092853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9509822&amp;postID=110702559753092853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9509822/posts/default/110702559753092853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9509822/posts/default/110702559753092853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andyssaki.blogspot.com/2005/01/arg.html' title='arg'/><author><name>Saki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05525754214781234184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9509822.post-110663345584878577</id><published>2005-01-25T01:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-25T01:10:55.846-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Soundtrack to my day,</title><content type='html'>"I'm coming out"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hee, I actually don't like that as a theme for today because I'm not really doing anything that I shouldn't have been doing all along, being myself.  Went to the movies today to a standard noncrowded Monday night at 10:00 PM Crossgates, full dress (cute red 3/4 sleeve full button top with an open neck shoulderless 3/4 sleeve black sweater and my favourite low cut levis flar jeans and the comfy pink laceless sneakers I have decided to hunt down in large numbers, possibly in blue or lavender.)  And recieved not ONE strange look :)  This is me, ecstatic   \'-'/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9509822-110663345584878577?l=andyssaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andyssaki.blogspot.com/feeds/110663345584878577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9509822&amp;postID=110663345584878577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9509822/posts/default/110663345584878577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9509822/posts/default/110663345584878577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andyssaki.blogspot.com/2005/01/soundtrack-to-my-day.html' title='Soundtrack to my day,'/><author><name>Saki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05525754214781234184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9509822.post-110644511604942638</id><published>2005-01-22T20:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-22T20:51:56.050-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sakura Grove</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://andyssaki.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sakura Grove&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**giggles softly and makes a check mark next to a box that reads, "Go out in public with makeup and feminine figure"**  One down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9509822-110644511604942638?l=andyssaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andyssaki.blogspot.com/feeds/110644511604942638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9509822&amp;postID=110644511604942638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9509822/posts/default/110644511604942638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9509822/posts/default/110644511604942638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andyssaki.blogspot.com/2005/01/sakura-grove.html' title='Sakura Grove'/><author><name>Saki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05525754214781234184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9509822.post-110595105242813698</id><published>2005-01-17T03:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-17T03:40:24.970-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Scary Time (Or 'Goodbye Jeff, Hello Sakura')</title><content type='html'>Every day I come closer and closer to the cliff, my wings spread behind me.  I know they can hold me aloft, but I also know that once I take that step into the air, I can never go back.  I don't want to go back, please don't misunderstand, but burnt bridges are the hardest when we are the ones who threw the match.  Once I'm flying, my life on the ground is gone, and I'll forever more be the one in the sky, and everyone will see me that way.  **smiles softly**  It's the scariest thing in my life, but it's too late to look back.  It was too back the moment I stopped plucking the feathers before they could grow.  It was too late when I stopped to look at the sky.  It was too late when I first realized that something wasn't right and asked why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon, the person most of my friends know will die so that I can live.  I just hope I can meet those people that my shell always speaks so well of.  I'm not backing off, I'm going to go down this path and be the woman I am, even if my father can't understand that he never had two sons, just one son and a very lost daughter.  Oh yeah, and thank you to everyone for support and encouragement, I'll need a lot more especially in the next few years.  And...when it's just us...Saki will do quite nicely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saki&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9509822-110595105242813698?l=andyssaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andyssaki.blogspot.com/feeds/110595105242813698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9509822&amp;postID=110595105242813698' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9509822/posts/default/110595105242813698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9509822/posts/default/110595105242813698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andyssaki.blogspot.com/2005/01/scary-time-or-goodbye-jeff-hello.html' title='Scary Time (Or &apos;Goodbye Jeff, Hello Sakura&apos;)'/><author><name>Saki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05525754214781234184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9509822.post-110534360849086817</id><published>2005-01-10T02:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-10T02:53:28.490-05:00</updated><title type='text'>father/daughter talk</title><content type='html'>Okay, more like father/son and daughter talk, but you get the idea.  I finally told dad I wanted to talk about my being transgendered because knowing his feelings helps me understand his reactions to me (and ignore the ones that are silly).  He's not going to be oky with this for a while, if at all, but I wasn't expecting that.  I just need to know I'm not overreacting, and that it really is my father's feelings that are behind this and not mine.  *nosewrinkles*  Andy laughs at me for these things and wouldn't give a darn what anyone else thinks, but that's why she's the dom :)  I'm just happy to get that out into the open so I can deal with it. (And Dad's worried about me handling life's problems!)&lt;br /&gt;Sakura&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9509822-110534360849086817?l=andyssaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andyssaki.blogspot.com/feeds/110534360849086817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9509822&amp;postID=110534360849086817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9509822/posts/default/110534360849086817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9509822/posts/default/110534360849086817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andyssaki.blogspot.com/2005/01/fatherdaughter-talk.html' title='father/daughter talk'/><author><name>Saki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05525754214781234184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9509822.post-110504737915325621</id><published>2005-01-06T16:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-06T16:36:19.153-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sakura Ann</title><content type='html'>Suzanne is a nice formal name, but I like Sakura Ann Kelsey personally.  I chose Suzanne because my parents would have named me that...but I'm not ready to give the name they would have chosen to something that is as personal as me being able to be the person they weren't blessed in seeing.  I just hope that now they'll get that blessing and call me by my real name.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9509822-110504737915325621?l=andyssaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andyssaki.blogspot.com/feeds/110504737915325621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9509822&amp;postID=110504737915325621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9509822/posts/default/110504737915325621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9509822/posts/default/110504737915325621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andyssaki.blogspot.com/2005/01/sakura-ann.html' title='Sakura Ann'/><author><name>Saki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05525754214781234184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9509822.post-110440128972730392</id><published>2004-12-30T05:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-30T05:08:09.726-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Canada</title><content type='html'>**giggles**  It figures that I am a complete sick mess of emotions and grumbles in time for my trip to visit Les Canadiennes for New Years.  Am not at my best, so I might be a little zoned out when I arrive, but I should be there in time for dinner, assuming I don't end up delayed over much by a friend in need who has requested a little of my time before I go.  I'll see you lovely people soon!  SO excited!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9509822-110440128972730392?l=andyssaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andyssaki.blogspot.com/feeds/110440128972730392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9509822&amp;postID=110440128972730392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9509822/posts/default/110440128972730392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9509822/posts/default/110440128972730392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andyssaki.blogspot.com/2004/12/canada.html' title='Canada'/><author><name>Saki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05525754214781234184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9509822.post-110392022375266750</id><published>2004-12-24T15:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-24T15:30:23.753-05:00</updated><title type='text'>In The Shipyard</title><content type='html'>  A map is thrust into my fingers, the harbormaster's eyes hovering behind it.&lt;br /&gt;  "Choose your course"  he says in a rough, gravelly tone.  "I'll help ye navigate what's on yer way.&lt;br /&gt;  My eyes fly over the parchment in my hands, slipping through the waves of etched ink and drifting towards the seas I know are mine to sail.  I have no destination beyond the waters, but the waters and their direction are enough...for another boat.  The harbormaster wouldn't understand, he neer assigns the wrong boat.  His boats are always right for the path ahead.&lt;br /&gt;  My heart sinks beneath the turmoil that brews inside my chest as I look to my boat and the course that I must choose.  The twists and turns of my sea would drown a boat more suited to running free along the vast openness, it's bloody corpse to litter the shore as a gruesome reminder to all of it's folly.  The Harbormaster grows impatient, but I cannot give him my course without insulting the boat he has given me...and I cannot sail the ship in waters that are not mine to tread upon.&lt;br /&gt;  Years may pass by like the flowing river under a bridge, one score and seven, but still we will stand here.  Here we stand, untill I can say the words.&lt;br /&gt;  "Dad, you have given me the wrong ship, I am not the captain of a full masted ocean vessel named HMS Jeffries, I am that ships mistress.  Give to me the Schooner Suzanne."&lt;br /&gt;  Here we stand, untill he nods, and smiles at my choice.  I can but hope that he can let go of the notion that the boat I recieve is always the boat I need.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9509822-110392022375266750?l=andyssaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andyssaki.blogspot.com/feeds/110392022375266750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9509822&amp;postID=110392022375266750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9509822/posts/default/110392022375266750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9509822/posts/default/110392022375266750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andyssaki.blogspot.com/2004/12/in-shipyard.html' title='In The Shipyard'/><author><name>Saki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05525754214781234184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9509822.post-110375845841506623</id><published>2004-12-22T18:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-22T18:35:29.703-05:00</updated><title type='text'>more good news</title><content type='html'>I went out shopping today and returning videos to Hollywood Video.  I was referred to as Maam in target by a sales associate, which was nice.  Then I got to Hollywood Video.  I picked out two good videos and went to the front counter, setting the videos on the counter.  The very pretty video girl behind the counter smiled and thus began our conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Video Girl:  Do you have your card?&lt;br /&gt;Me:  Mm hmm *hand her the card*&lt;br /&gt;VG: *scans the card and checks the info* (Myname)?&lt;br /&gt;M: *nods* Yep&lt;br /&gt;VG:Do you have your ID?&lt;br /&gt;M: *look curiously at VG*&lt;br /&gt;VG: Aren't you his wife?&lt;br /&gt;M: *smile inwardly and pause for a second&lt;br /&gt;VG: Or... is that you?&lt;br /&gt;M: Yes, it is.&lt;br /&gt;VG: I'm so sorry!&lt;br /&gt;M: It's alright, I actually consider it a compliment!&lt;br /&gt;VG: Well that's good!&lt;br /&gt;M: *Float on waves of good feelings all the way home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9509822-110375845841506623?l=andyssaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andyssaki.blogspot.com/feeds/110375845841506623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9509822&amp;postID=110375845841506623' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9509822/posts/default/110375845841506623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9509822/posts/default/110375845841506623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andyssaki.blogspot.com/2004/12/more-good-news.html' title='more good news'/><author><name>Saki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05525754214781234184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9509822.post-110368317252844801</id><published>2004-12-21T21:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-21T21:39:32.526-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's official</title><content type='html'>I look hotter then my RM when I'm all made up :)  Her words, not mine!  AND this is only the second time I've gotten the chance to do everything all the way through.  This is me happy :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9509822-110368317252844801?l=andyssaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andyssaki.blogspot.com/feeds/110368317252844801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9509822&amp;postID=110368317252844801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9509822/posts/default/110368317252844801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9509822/posts/default/110368317252844801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andyssaki.blogspot.com/2004/12/its-official.html' title='It&apos;s official'/><author><name>Saki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05525754214781234184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9509822.post-110325279719124638</id><published>2004-12-16T22:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-16T22:06:37.190-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Room Mates have uses!</title><content type='html'>My Room Mate and I had a nice chat after the wake today while her niece and a childhood friend were out for a night of underage drinking.  She told me that I'm letting myself fall apart and it's helping to make me mopier, sicker, and more tired.  It helped.  Sometimes the effects of gentle bluntness are VASTLY overlooked.  I'm going back to torturing the cat now :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9509822-110325279719124638?l=andyssaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andyssaki.blogspot.com/feeds/110325279719124638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9509822&amp;postID=110325279719124638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9509822/posts/default/110325279719124638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9509822/posts/default/110325279719124638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andyssaki.blogspot.com/2004/12/room-mates-have-uses.html' title='Room Mates have uses!'/><author><name>Saki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05525754214781234184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9509822.post-110310056240562798</id><published>2004-12-15T03:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-15T03:49:22.406-05:00</updated><title type='text'>sad news</title><content type='html'>**sighs softly**  I just spent Monday with my friend who needed a friendly ear due to the death of a close family member, spent the night, and came home in the early evening yesterday.  I could tell something was up when my RM greeted my in her pajamas, and it didn't take long for her to tell me.  Our landlady died yesterday while I was comforting someone else.  **nosewrinkles**  I didn't know her that well, but she always made a point to know how things were in my life and I'm just...numb.  I haven't seen Andy online lately because she's been moving to the place in Mighigan where her brother lives on occasion (they both went last week from Chicago) so she's been busy with work and moving, and yesterday I couldn't even let her know what was up because the internet at my friend's house was being snottish.  According to the guy who came by in the morning to look at it it works a lot better if the stupid company actually turns the service ON for your house!  It's been a crappy two days, but at least I had a chance to help a friend and get some more beauty supplies.  You'd be surprised how hard it is to find a decent bath oil.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9509822-110310056240562798?l=andyssaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andyssaki.blogspot.com/feeds/110310056240562798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9509822&amp;postID=110310056240562798' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9509822/posts/default/110310056240562798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9509822/posts/default/110310056240562798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andyssaki.blogspot.com/2004/12/sad-news.html' title='sad news'/><author><name>Saki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05525754214781234184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9509822.post-110294482510385513</id><published>2004-12-13T08:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-13T08:33:45.103-05:00</updated><title type='text'>**arg**</title><content type='html'>Air dry, throat parched, this time of year SUCKS!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9509822-110294482510385513?l=andyssaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andyssaki.blogspot.com/feeds/110294482510385513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9509822&amp;postID=110294482510385513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9509822/posts/default/110294482510385513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9509822/posts/default/110294482510385513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andyssaki.blogspot.com/2004/12/arg.html' title='**arg**'/><author><name>Saki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05525754214781234184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9509822.post-110268637792900295</id><published>2004-12-10T08:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-10T08:55:58.376-05:00</updated><title type='text'>EEEEEEE</title><content type='html'>Okay, I'm not always a spaz, and certainly not always for good reason, but...well, LOOK! ignore all the stuff that doesn't say they're working on releasing the actual episodes of the Muppet Show by SEASON!! OK, I'm going to go celebrate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tvshowsondvd.com/newsitem.cfm?NewsID=2494"&gt;Muppet News&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9509822-110268637792900295?l=andyssaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andyssaki.blogspot.com/feeds/110268637792900295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9509822&amp;postID=110268637792900295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9509822/posts/default/110268637792900295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9509822/posts/default/110268637792900295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andyssaki.blogspot.com/2004/12/eeeeeee.html' title='EEEEEEE'/><author><name>Saki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05525754214781234184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9509822.post-110246896206543111</id><published>2004-12-07T19:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T05:31:47.126-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wishlist</title><content type='html'>(prone to constant revision)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note, gifts marked with an asterisk are in the priceless category, so can&lt;br /&gt;always be given in place of something else if you're not sure what to get&lt;br /&gt;me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DVDs (Widescreen for movies, I like watching them in original format)&lt;br /&gt;.The Labyrinth (yep, the one with Henson's puppets)&lt;br /&gt;.-Good Chick Flicks, (If you know me well enough you can probably identify&lt;br /&gt;them)&lt;br /&gt;.Bourne Identity&lt;br /&gt;.Lost Universe subtitled, whole series (scifi anime that is related to the&lt;br /&gt;Slayers Universe)&lt;br /&gt;.Full Metal Alchemist subtitled, whole series (watch it, it's great)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CDs&lt;br /&gt;.Don't bother unless you REALLY know the songs I like, I am getting finicky&lt;br /&gt;in my maturing stage (I'm almost ready to hit puberty and begin developing!)&lt;br /&gt;P.S.- Weird Al Poodle Hat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Figurines&lt;br /&gt;.I've got no more space.  This includes anything that is designed to be&lt;br /&gt;looked at and only sits in one spot.  Books and Computer stuff are the&lt;br /&gt;exception.  Toys are also included as no space for, and are exempt from&lt;br /&gt;the "Well, this is one I actually DO want" clause of gift giving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miscellaneous&lt;br /&gt;.Time card for World of Warcrack&lt;br /&gt;.Body Pillow&lt;br /&gt;.Queen sized sheets (dark blue, black, feline, dark green)&lt;br /&gt;.dinner with a small group of people I know by first name who already know&lt;br /&gt;enough embarassing facts about me that one more is just added blackmail&lt;br /&gt;material.&lt;br /&gt;.movie with same qualifications as above.&lt;br /&gt;.shopping trip (as above)&lt;br /&gt;.phone call&lt;br /&gt;.*hug&lt;br /&gt;.*update of news and gossip&lt;br /&gt;.snuggles (especially with snuggleable people)&lt;br /&gt;.spoons (not the silverware)&lt;br /&gt;.feminine pronouns&lt;br /&gt;.dark chocolate&lt;br /&gt;.*company&lt;br /&gt;.perfumes that appeal to my floral tastes&lt;br /&gt;.Calendar for the coming year (Christmas time is a good time for this, my themes are nature, dragons, cats, magic, the moon, and wild cats/cougars)&lt;br /&gt;.Gift Certificates for any local department store with a good selection of clothing.&lt;br /&gt;. Women's size XL Winter Coat.  Wind and water resistant pluses, preferrable with a collar that can keep my neck warm with the option of scarf and hat.&lt;br /&gt;.if you know me well enough, size 12-14 swim suit one piece.  Low collar is not an option right now, and skirts are preferred.  Nothing too flashy. colours as below.&lt;br /&gt;. Winter Scarf or Hat.  Colour matching would be nice.  Clothing colours for winter, Dark blues and greens, aqua, black always an option.  (and FYI, Summer is a good time for lighter blues and aquas :))&lt;br /&gt;. Women's Shirts, size 14 to 16 (Juniors fits best, between L and XL if they neglect #s), skirts M to L (10, 8 for brand name).  If you find a size 14-16 long torso shirt I will LOVE YOU!!  Dresses as well, I don't need a plunging neckline, but backless and halter are cute and much admired :)&lt;br /&gt;. Jeans, ladies cut, size 8 in levis, 10 in most bargain brands, flare with medium to long leg.  If it hugs the hips it's even better, and while I don't make a habit of it low rise is okay, but I am not picky about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stuff I don't expect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.Dual processor 2Gig approx.  A bit below top of the line sound card (my current one is valliantly trying to convince me it's not sick and can handle anything, but I don't believe it.)&lt;br /&gt;.Myst 4&lt;br /&gt;.Ipod or similar MP3 portable music machine that can handle bumps and bruises.  8 hours of music is MORE then enough!!  4 is even fine, though knowing me I could actually fill that...&lt;br /&gt;.Casual and formal wear that is elegant without being flashy or glitzy.  pinstripe pants do NOT fall into this category, black dress pants with a little hip snug and a little leg flare do.&lt;br /&gt;.Silk Queen Sized Bedsheets&lt;br /&gt;.Silk Body Pillow&lt;br /&gt;.World of Warcraft: Burning Crusade&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9509822-110246896206543111?l=andyssaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andyssaki.blogspot.com/feeds/110246896206543111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9509822&amp;postID=110246896206543111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9509822/posts/default/110246896206543111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9509822/posts/default/110246896206543111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andyssaki.blogspot.com/2004/12/wishlist.html' title='Wishlist'/><author><name>Saki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05525754214781234184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
