<?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-25566530</id><updated>2012-02-16T08:39:45.505-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kami Jean</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Kami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10036845549358340041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Si2SuIYLzPI/AAAAAAAAAck/lk1szv6qwcE/S220/008.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>123</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25566530.post-7673126258101761079</id><published>2007-10-29T19:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T20:08:23.014-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm so Lucky</title><content type='html'>I'm so blessed to be surrounded by people who love me.  I was talking to a friend the other day, and I told her that it is because of the love from those around that I will be able to be a good missionary.  Without knowing what love is, I would not be able to share it very well.  I still haven't packed yet and my mom is getting upset with me.  She's getting stressed out really.  But it'll all get done, I'm sure.  Sometimes it doesn't seem real to me.  But yesterday I got set apart as a missionary which mom frequently reminds me--being my pretend companion.  It's probably good for me.  Today, my niece Kate called and asked me if I was a missionary.  I told her I was and she told me that she was so proud of me and that I was going to be a good missionary.  I started to cry and then she told me again that she was so proud of me in her little 3 year old voice.  I'm not sure if she understands completely what being proud of someone is, but I hope I can make her proud of me.  I'll try to do my best, and give every day my all.  I'm kind of nervous, though, because I understand my weaknesses.  And I know it will be hard for me some days.  I know I'm going to cry, but it'll be okay.  And don't worry about me because I'll try to laugh everyday.  I am so grateful for so many people who have influenced my life greatly.  I hope one day I can return the favor.  I love you.&lt;br /&gt;Kami&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25566530-7673126258101761079?l=fathomingfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/feeds/7673126258101761079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25566530&amp;postID=7673126258101761079' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/7673126258101761079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/7673126258101761079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/2007/10/im-so-lucky.html' title='I&apos;m so Lucky'/><author><name>Kami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10036845549358340041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Si2SuIYLzPI/AAAAAAAAAck/lk1szv6qwcE/S220/008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25566530.post-7242118083723836083</id><published>2007-10-25T15:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T16:19:23.669-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My 21st B-day Memories</title><content type='html'>I woke up so happy this morning. I'm not really sure why and then as I walked through mom and dad's house I was reminded why...&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/RyEVmMbVm1I/AAAAAAAAANA/66RRHvYgBF0/s1600-h/PA250913.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125401596839435090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/RyEVmMbVm1I/AAAAAAAAANA/66RRHvYgBF0/s320/PA250913.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I have the funniest, cutest nieces in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125401317666560834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/RyEVV8bVm0I/AAAAAAAAAM4/r6Iubxu8sF8/s320/PA240911.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/RyEVU8bVmxI/AAAAAAAAAMg/cIHS4jxEL5k/s1600-h/PA240912.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125401300486691602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/RyEVU8bVmxI/AAAAAAAAAMg/cIHS4jxEL5k/s320/PA240912.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My sister bought me flowers yesterday for my b-day and they were on the table reminding.  I am so grateful to have family and people who love me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/RyEVVcbVmyI/AAAAAAAAAMo/AZvOd1_kfhc/s1600-h/PA250914.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125401309076626210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/RyEVVcbVmyI/AAAAAAAAAMo/AZvOd1_kfhc/s320/PA250914.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I got two cakes yesterday on from mom and one from Laurie and one even has my name on it.  There is nothing better in life than chocolate with your name written on it. :) thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/RyEVVsbVmzI/AAAAAAAAAMw/YwpZsiAtMVs/s1600-h/PA250917.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125401313371593522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/RyEVVsbVmzI/AAAAAAAAAMw/YwpZsiAtMVs/s320/PA250917.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25566530-7242118083723836083?l=fathomingfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/feeds/7242118083723836083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25566530&amp;postID=7242118083723836083' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/7242118083723836083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/7242118083723836083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/2007/10/my-21st-b-day-memories.html' title='My 21st B-day Memories'/><author><name>Kami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10036845549358340041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Si2SuIYLzPI/AAAAAAAAAck/lk1szv6qwcE/S220/008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/RyEVmMbVm1I/AAAAAAAAANA/66RRHvYgBF0/s72-c/PA250913.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25566530.post-2057034651200986473</id><published>2007-10-17T21:28:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T21:28:30.350-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Love me tender</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/MYllzQPQp78' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/MYllzQPQp78'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dave introduced me to this music video and I thought I'd share it. It's pretty funny.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25566530-2057034651200986473?l=fathomingfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/feeds/2057034651200986473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25566530&amp;postID=2057034651200986473' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/2057034651200986473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/2057034651200986473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/2007/10/love-me-tender.html' title='Love me tender'/><author><name>Kami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10036845549358340041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Si2SuIYLzPI/AAAAAAAAAck/lk1szv6qwcE/S220/008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25566530.post-8603497197802598937</id><published>2007-10-09T13:59:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T14:05:11.856-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Roommates for a Month</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Rwveak7hOxI/AAAAAAAAALk/KwwZlR8FTf0/s1600-h/PA070041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119429949607983890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Rwveak7hOxI/AAAAAAAAALk/KwwZlR8FTf0/s320/PA070041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/RwvebE7hOyI/AAAAAAAAALs/fhHytifvJ_c/s1600-h/PA070044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119429958197918498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/RwvebE7hOyI/AAAAAAAAALs/fhHytifvJ_c/s320/PA070044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/RwvebU7hOzI/AAAAAAAAAL0/hdxC7XAXf3c/s1600-h/PA070046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119429962492885810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/RwvebU7hOzI/AAAAAAAAAL0/hdxC7XAXf3c/s320/PA070046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I tried not to get too attached to these girls because after 2 weeks of living with them I knew I had to leave them.  But they were pretty much amazing, fun girls.  One of the best apartments I've been in yet my whole school career.  I didn't know them very well, but I really liked what I did know of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25566530-8603497197802598937?l=fathomingfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/feeds/8603497197802598937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25566530&amp;postID=8603497197802598937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/8603497197802598937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/8603497197802598937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/2007/10/my-roommates-for-month.html' title='My Roommates for a Month'/><author><name>Kami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10036845549358340041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Si2SuIYLzPI/AAAAAAAAAck/lk1szv6qwcE/S220/008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Rwveak7hOxI/AAAAAAAAALk/KwwZlR8FTf0/s72-c/PA070041.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25566530.post-7463812025742728431</id><published>2007-10-08T01:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T20:10:26.099-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;After I went through the temple&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Rwne5U7hOsI/AAAAAAAAAK8/B3zOWy8mqLE/s1600-h/PA050007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118867527935539906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Rwne5U7hOsI/AAAAAAAAAK8/B3zOWy8mqLE/s320/PA050007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All my cute family that was there at the temple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Rwne5k7hOtI/AAAAAAAAALE/S7Wdpltba3w/s1600-h/PA050012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118867532230507218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Rwne5k7hOtI/AAAAAAAAALE/S7Wdpltba3w/s320/PA050012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jumping on Chanae while she was sleeping at the hotel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Rwne6E7hOuI/AAAAAAAAALM/f5sMAv89OMo/s1600-h/PA060021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118867540820441826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Rwne6E7hOuI/AAAAAAAAALM/f5sMAv89OMo/s320/PA060021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Dave got to go to conference with Shane and my roommate Lacey(sorry I do know how to spell it, it's been a long week).&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118871393406106370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/RwniaU7hOwI/AAAAAAAAALc/oQ4PGuyNMBs/s320/PA070037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Rwne6U7hOvI/AAAAAAAAALU/fbLlmIYi0a0/s1600-h/PA070038.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25566530-7463812025742728431?l=fathomingfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/feeds/7463812025742728431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25566530&amp;postID=7463812025742728431' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/7463812025742728431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/7463812025742728431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/2007/10/after-i-went-through-temple-all-my-cute.html' title=''/><author><name>Kami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10036845549358340041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Si2SuIYLzPI/AAAAAAAAAck/lk1szv6qwcE/S220/008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Rwne5U7hOsI/AAAAAAAAAK8/B3zOWy8mqLE/s72-c/PA050007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25566530.post-7946679194946868922</id><published>2007-10-03T16:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T16:17:15.239-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Final Analysis</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;People are often unreasonable, illogical and self-centered.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Forgive them anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you are kind, people may accuse you of alternative motives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Be kind anyways.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you are successful, you will win some false friends and some true enemies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Succeed anyways.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you are honest and frank, people may cheat you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Be hones adn frank anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What you spend years building, someone may destroy overnight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Build anyways.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you find serenity and happiness, they may be jealous.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Be happy anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The good you do today, people will often forget tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do good anway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Give the world the best you have, and it may never be enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Give the world your best anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You see in the final analysis, it is all between you and God and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;never between you and them anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-Mother Teresa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25566530-7946679194946868922?l=fathomingfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/feeds/7946679194946868922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25566530&amp;postID=7946679194946868922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/7946679194946868922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/7946679194946868922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/2007/10/final-analysis.html' title='The Final Analysis'/><author><name>Kami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10036845549358340041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Si2SuIYLzPI/AAAAAAAAAck/lk1szv6qwcE/S220/008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25566530.post-2041039826815078630</id><published>2007-10-01T21:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T21:31:12.783-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Road Trip to Casper, Wyoming</title><content type='html'>I took a road trip with my friend Lacey to her house for the weekend and here are some highlights:&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/RwG6b07hOoI/AAAAAAAAAKc/flhq1Gd5oeg/s1600-h/n521012594_354224_931.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116575638897113730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/RwG6b07hOoI/AAAAAAAAAKc/flhq1Gd5oeg/s320/n521012594_354224_931.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We played tons of games all day with the fam...it was pretty sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/RwG6cU7hOpI/AAAAAAAAAKk/SSLi4dOBmrI/s1600-h/n521012594_354291_5314.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116575647487048338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/RwG6cU7hOpI/AAAAAAAAAKk/SSLi4dOBmrI/s320/n521012594_354291_5314.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We decided to go running on night and it happened to be raining...we got soaked and then as you can see Lacey is trying to attack me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/RwG6cU7hOqI/AAAAAAAAAKs/hpGGb2fxRL4/s1600-h/n521012594_354292_6524.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116575647487048354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/RwG6cU7hOqI/AAAAAAAAAKs/hpGGb2fxRL4/s320/n521012594_354292_6524.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We ran up this muddy hill and got mud all over, luckily the ran washed most of it off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/RwG6ck7hOrI/AAAAAAAAAK0/6et3RxyL07I/s1600-h/n521012594_354294_8918.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116575651782015666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/RwG6ck7hOrI/AAAAAAAAAK0/6et3RxyL07I/s320/n521012594_354294_8918.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We're pretending to be tough.  But I'm really just holding back laughter if you couldn't tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25566530-2041039826815078630?l=fathomingfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/feeds/2041039826815078630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25566530&amp;postID=2041039826815078630' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/2041039826815078630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/2041039826815078630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/2007/10/road-trip-to-casper-wyoming.html' title='Road Trip to Casper, Wyoming'/><author><name>Kami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10036845549358340041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Si2SuIYLzPI/AAAAAAAAAck/lk1szv6qwcE/S220/008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/RwG6b07hOoI/AAAAAAAAAKc/flhq1Gd5oeg/s72-c/n521012594_354224_931.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25566530.post-5744596558930719007</id><published>2007-09-28T10:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T10:35:04.701-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mission Statement</title><content type='html'>For my English 111 class my freshman year my teacher had the class write a mission statement for what they wanted to accomplish that semester and in life.  Since then I've wanted to write my personal mission statement so here's a rough idea of what it would be:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To never set limits on myself or others.  To always be building up.  To be open enough to allow change to occur.  Live without regrets.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25566530-5744596558930719007?l=fathomingfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/feeds/5744596558930719007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25566530&amp;postID=5744596558930719007' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/5744596558930719007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/5744596558930719007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/2007/09/mission-statement.html' title='Mission Statement'/><author><name>Kami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10036845549358340041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Si2SuIYLzPI/AAAAAAAAAck/lk1szv6qwcE/S220/008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25566530.post-5775758831983941860</id><published>2007-09-24T09:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T09:59:48.081-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Count Down</title><content type='html'>38 Days until I leave....A rough Schedule:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;first week&lt;/strong&gt;: Stay in Rexburg (get my passport, shots, temple recommend, sell my housing contract, figure out refund for school, say goodbye)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;second week&lt;/strong&gt;: Transport from Rexburg to Rupert to Utah--Go through the temple (I think somewhere in Utah)--General Conference&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;third week&lt;/strong&gt;: Fly to Ohio, Indiana (hang out with the sistas Oct. 10-17)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fourth week&lt;/strong&gt;: Come home from Ohio and finish buying everything I need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fifth week: &lt;/strong&gt;Talk in church (October 21), Celebrate my birthday (october 24), milk cows, visit family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sixth week&lt;/strong&gt;: Say goodbye--Enter MTC (October 31)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25566530-5775758831983941860?l=fathomingfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/feeds/5775758831983941860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25566530&amp;postID=5775758831983941860' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/5775758831983941860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/5775758831983941860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/2007/09/count-down.html' title='Count Down'/><author><name>Kami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10036845549358340041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Si2SuIYLzPI/AAAAAAAAAck/lk1szv6qwcE/S220/008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25566530.post-2258558593327054484</id><published>2007-09-21T22:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T23:00:29.599-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Mission</title><content type='html'>the orangish pink is my mission&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/RvShSk7hOnI/AAAAAAAAAKU/fzKLtlSng7o/s1600-h/missionmap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112888817495390834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/RvShSk7hOnI/AAAAAAAAAKU/fzKLtlSng7o/s320/missionmap.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25566530-2258558593327054484?l=fathomingfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/feeds/2258558593327054484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25566530&amp;postID=2258558593327054484' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/2258558593327054484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/2258558593327054484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/2007/09/my-mission.html' title='My Mission'/><author><name>Kami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10036845549358340041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Si2SuIYLzPI/AAAAAAAAAck/lk1szv6qwcE/S220/008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/RvShSk7hOnI/AAAAAAAAAKU/fzKLtlSng7o/s72-c/missionmap.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25566530.post-6607052608828960287</id><published>2007-09-19T18:36:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T16:41:19.180-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Updated Status</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/RvL3AE7hOlI/AAAAAAAAAKE/ohM0GIyOT6M/s1600-h/Untitled-1+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112420107714378322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/RvL3AE7hOlI/AAAAAAAAAKE/ohM0GIyOT6M/s320/Untitled-1+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/RvL3AU7hOmI/AAAAAAAAAKM/0AjvXVOI3_U/s1600-h/usa_states+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112420112009345634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/RvL3AU7hOmI/AAAAAAAAAKM/0AjvXVOI3_U/s320/usa_states+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/RvLV6DxsJZI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/-z4JMeGg1iU/s1600-h/Untitled-1+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/RvLV6TxsJaI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/YvvjFTW3s5k/s1600-h/usa_states+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/RvHGLDxsJWI/AAAAAAAAAJc/vqBKFuOk6Ak/s1600-h/Untitled-1+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/RvHGLDxsJXI/AAAAAAAAAJk/FXb8ZuPR7UE/s1600-h/usa_states+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25566530-6607052608828960287?l=fathomingfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/feeds/6607052608828960287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25566530&amp;postID=6607052608828960287' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/6607052608828960287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/6607052608828960287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/2007/09/updated-status.html' title='Updated Status'/><author><name>Kami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10036845549358340041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Si2SuIYLzPI/AAAAAAAAAck/lk1szv6qwcE/S220/008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/RvL3AE7hOlI/AAAAAAAAAKE/ohM0GIyOT6M/s72-c/Untitled-1+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25566530.post-3729098796205769482</id><published>2007-09-16T17:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T18:36:06.652-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess Where</title><content type='html'>Venita thought it would be fun to play a guessing game of where I will go on my mission. I don't really care to because it's not like anyone's opinion really matters as to where I go. But here we go. The person who guesses the closest wins:&lt;br /&gt;Icecream--if you live close&lt;br /&gt;Favorite candy--if you live far away&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25566530-3729098796205769482?l=fathomingfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/feeds/3729098796205769482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25566530&amp;postID=3729098796205769482' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/3729098796205769482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/3729098796205769482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/2007/09/guess-where.html' title='Guess Where'/><author><name>Kami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10036845549358340041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Si2SuIYLzPI/AAAAAAAAAck/lk1szv6qwcE/S220/008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25566530.post-7740956755082469346</id><published>2007-09-04T13:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T13:57:39.260-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Finished</title><content type='html'>On Sunday, I had my final interview with the stake president to be able to serve a mission.  He said the papers should be sent in as of yesterday.  All that is left is waiting...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25566530-7740956755082469346?l=fathomingfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/feeds/7740956755082469346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25566530&amp;postID=7740956755082469346' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/7740956755082469346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/7740956755082469346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/2007/09/im-finished.html' title='I&apos;m Finished'/><author><name>Kami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10036845549358340041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Si2SuIYLzPI/AAAAAAAAAck/lk1szv6qwcE/S220/008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25566530.post-4252953428023906804</id><published>2007-08-21T12:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T13:08:40.339-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Baby Sister's Hair Cut</title><content type='html'>Before:&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Rss4EIjHUsI/AAAAAAAAAI0/idA7t4LBARo/s1600-h/n193309169_30908212_6887%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101232646592615106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Rss4EIjHUsI/AAAAAAAAAI0/idA7t4LBARo/s320/n193309169_30908212_6887%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After:&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Rss2L4jHUrI/AAAAAAAAAIs/tV9y2uwPpYs/s1600-h/Chanae%27s+Hair+Cut.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101230580713345714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Rss2L4jHUrI/AAAAAAAAAIs/tV9y2uwPpYs/s320/Chanae%27s+Hair+Cut.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chanae cut her hair for locks of love if you didn't know. She's just such a cutie. It's not the best picture to see her with new hair but it's all I could find. Her hair now comes to her shoulders and she has more dates than ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25566530-4252953428023906804?l=fathomingfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/feeds/4252953428023906804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25566530&amp;postID=4252953428023906804' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/4252953428023906804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/4252953428023906804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/2007/08/my-baby-sisters-hair-cut.html' title='My Baby Sister&apos;s Hair Cut'/><author><name>Kami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10036845549358340041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Si2SuIYLzPI/AAAAAAAAAck/lk1szv6qwcE/S220/008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Rss4EIjHUsI/AAAAAAAAAI0/idA7t4LBARo/s72-c/n193309169_30908212_6887%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25566530.post-3213195599994633442</id><published>2007-08-15T09:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T09:53:01.524-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cell Phone</title><content type='html'>I've had my own cell phone since I went to college so I could contact my family. Well this week I accidently left it in David's car when I got dropped off at Spencer's house and now my cell phone is in Idaho and I'm in Utah. It's kind of nice and at the same time it's frustrating. Becca laughed at me because she said "that cell phone held your whole life, now what are you going to do?" I tried to dispute her and tell her that it wasn't my whole life, and she said, "What's your bosses phone number? What's my phone number? What's your house number?" Of course, I know my house number but that's the only phone number I remember so she won. The cell phone kind of is my whole life. I'm not going through withdrawls, though. I apologize if I don't call anyone but if you really want to talk to me you'll just have to find me some other way. Good luck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25566530-3213195599994633442?l=fathomingfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/feeds/3213195599994633442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25566530&amp;postID=3213195599994633442' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/3213195599994633442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/3213195599994633442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/2007/08/cell-phone.html' title='Cell Phone'/><author><name>Kami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10036845549358340041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Si2SuIYLzPI/AAAAAAAAAck/lk1szv6qwcE/S220/008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25566530.post-5263245206545417603</id><published>2007-08-08T08:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T08:48:24.238-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Venita's Married</title><content type='html'>All my brothers and sisters' and their families were all together yesterday.  It was great.  I love every single one of them and I love being with them.  They are my best friends.   The only thing that is sad about it is you know all these people and there is so much love but I only get to see them for a couple times a year, if that.  But my parents were sealed in the temple when they got married so I'll get to be with my best friends forever.  So it's okay if they live far away for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25566530-5263245206545417603?l=fathomingfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/feeds/5263245206545417603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25566530&amp;postID=5263245206545417603' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/5263245206545417603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/5263245206545417603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/2007/08/venitas-married.html' title='Venita&apos;s Married'/><author><name>Kami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10036845549358340041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Si2SuIYLzPI/AAAAAAAAAck/lk1szv6qwcE/S220/008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25566530.post-9170026557789048551</id><published>2007-07-31T14:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T14:35:06.464-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Teaching Lacey how to work</title><content type='html'>She couldn't figure how to put boots on so I had to show her how.  &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Rq-b6bvYJHI/AAAAAAAAAIM/G6cFwurx6V4/s1600-h/kami+crazy+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093461131760510066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Rq-b6bvYJHI/AAAAAAAAAIM/G6cFwurx6V4/s320/kami+crazy+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is in the barn, you can tell by the poop on the bridge.  Appetizing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Rq-b67vYJII/AAAAAAAAAIU/pbXLIlEgPsU/s1600-h/kami+crazy+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093461140350444674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Rq-b67vYJII/AAAAAAAAAIU/pbXLIlEgPsU/s320/kami+crazy+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm the one supervising if you couldn't tell.  Lacey is just wearing my shirt.  There's not two of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Rq-b7rvYJJI/AAAAAAAAAIc/e88_0VL5zbI/s1600-h/kami+crazy+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093461153235346578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Rq-b7rvYJJI/AAAAAAAAAIc/e88_0VL5zbI/s320/kami+crazy+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She's moving pipes, but she wasn't very good at it.  I found it entertaining though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Rq-b8LvYJKI/AAAAAAAAAIk/nb28biYvoCs/s1600-h/kami+crazy+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093461161825281186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Rq-b8LvYJKI/AAAAAAAAAIk/nb28biYvoCs/s320/kami+crazy+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25566530-9170026557789048551?l=fathomingfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/feeds/9170026557789048551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25566530&amp;postID=9170026557789048551' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/9170026557789048551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/9170026557789048551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/2007/07/teaching-lacey-how-to-work.html' title='Teaching Lacey how to work'/><author><name>Kami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10036845549358340041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Si2SuIYLzPI/AAAAAAAAAck/lk1szv6qwcE/S220/008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Rq-b6bvYJHI/AAAAAAAAAIM/G6cFwurx6V4/s72-c/kami+crazy+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25566530.post-7879809506294353141</id><published>2007-07-23T09:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T13:31:07.084-06:00</updated><title type='text'>We Built a Garage--Phase 1</title><content type='html'>Spencer was the man in charge so hats off to him...it looks good.  We did this on the weekend.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/RqTJx7vYI9I/AAAAAAAAAG8/_WRUMaFCcvo/s1600-h/kami+crazy+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090415338522682322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/RqTJx7vYI9I/AAAAAAAAAG8/_WRUMaFCcvo/s320/kami+crazy+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/RqTJyLvYI-I/AAAAAAAAAHE/Bg9tFZwuVYE/s1600-h/kami+crazy+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090415342817649634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/RqTJyLvYI-I/AAAAAAAAAHE/Bg9tFZwuVYE/s320/kami+crazy+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/RqTJzLvYI_I/AAAAAAAAAHM/7_ZMUjPEvks/s1600-h/kami+crazy+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090415359997518834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/RqTJzLvYI_I/AAAAAAAAAHM/7_ZMUjPEvks/s320/kami+crazy+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/RqTJz7vYJAI/AAAAAAAAAHU/gc7eBfuAPrM/s1600-h/kami+crazy+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090415372882420738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/RqTJz7vYJAI/AAAAAAAAAHU/gc7eBfuAPrM/s320/kami+crazy+029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/RqTJ07vYJBI/AAAAAAAAAHc/8QJBA5mfqi8/s1600-h/kami+crazy+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090415390062289938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/RqTJ07vYJBI/AAAAAAAAAHc/8QJBA5mfqi8/s320/kami+crazy+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Chanae scared on the roof!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25566530-7879809506294353141?l=fathomingfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/feeds/7879809506294353141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25566530&amp;postID=7879809506294353141' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/7879809506294353141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/7879809506294353141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/2007/07/we-built-garage-phase-1.html' title='We Built a Garage--Phase 1'/><author><name>Kami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10036845549358340041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Si2SuIYLzPI/AAAAAAAAAck/lk1szv6qwcE/S220/008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/RqTJx7vYI9I/AAAAAAAAAG8/_WRUMaFCcvo/s72-c/kami+crazy+025.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25566530.post-8031958217607097978</id><published>2007-07-22T23:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T23:13:15.120-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tomorrow...</title><content type='html'>I'm going to post&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25566530-8031958217607097978?l=fathomingfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/feeds/8031958217607097978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25566530&amp;postID=8031958217607097978' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/8031958217607097978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/8031958217607097978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/2007/07/tomorrow.html' title='Tomorrow...'/><author><name>Kami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10036845549358340041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Si2SuIYLzPI/AAAAAAAAAck/lk1szv6qwcE/S220/008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25566530.post-3236107708744144112</id><published>2007-07-16T12:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T12:29:31.229-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Advice</title><content type='html'>Don't stand by an electric fence while you are soaking wet, the ground is wet, and you're holding a large metal pipe.  It hurts all over your body if you get shocked by the fence.  Your brain even gets a shock which results in a headache.  But you don't have to take my advice.  You can try it for yourself...if you're brave enough.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25566530-3236107708744144112?l=fathomingfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/feeds/3236107708744144112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25566530&amp;postID=3236107708744144112' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/3236107708744144112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/3236107708744144112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/2007/07/advice.html' title='Advice'/><author><name>Kami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10036845549358340041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Si2SuIYLzPI/AAAAAAAAAck/lk1szv6qwcE/S220/008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25566530.post-6481043999862641091</id><published>2007-07-02T14:40:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T14:40:49.338-06:00</updated><title type='text'>CountDown to the 4th...Do I Make You Proud</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/6O-yohHK25g' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/6O-yohHK25g'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25566530-6481043999862641091?l=fathomingfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/feeds/6481043999862641091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25566530&amp;postID=6481043999862641091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/6481043999862641091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/6481043999862641091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/2007/07/countdown-to-4thdo-i-make-you-proud.html' title='CountDown to the 4th...Do I Make You Proud'/><author><name>Kami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10036845549358340041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Si2SuIYLzPI/AAAAAAAAAck/lk1szv6qwcE/S220/008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25566530.post-1291742031629438876</id><published>2007-07-02T13:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T13:19:44.574-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dirty Hands</title><content type='html'>Last week, I was working and we were staining and resealing the cement flooring of a swimming pool room.  My job was to do the inside rim above the swimming pool without getting any chemicals inside the pool.  So I used my hand to catch the drippings of the urethane.  Pretty soon my hands were covered and my hands were sticking to everything I touched.  It was like putting superglue all over your hands.  I spread my fingers as far apart from each other as I could so they wouldn't stick to each other.  And the hand that was holding the roller brush got stuck to the roller brush.  It was awful to pry it off.  After a while the urethane dried and it was permanently stuck to my skin.  I came home and used fingernail polish remover, fast orange, gas, anything I could think of.  Five days later it's just about off only because I've been picking at it relentlessly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story: Hands are not made for everything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25566530-1291742031629438876?l=fathomingfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/feeds/1291742031629438876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25566530&amp;postID=1291742031629438876' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/1291742031629438876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/1291742031629438876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/2007/07/dirty-hands.html' title='Dirty Hands'/><author><name>Kami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10036845549358340041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Si2SuIYLzPI/AAAAAAAAAck/lk1szv6qwcE/S220/008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25566530.post-967730543575626774</id><published>2007-06-19T13:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T13:23:15.620-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Interesting Family History Website</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://roots.cs.byu.edu/digroots/selfafninfo.php"&gt;http://roots.cs.byu.edu/digroots/selfafninfo.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out who you're related to...&lt;br /&gt;Here are some numbers that I typed that worked into the AFN (they're my great grandparents that worked so if your family they'd be cool if not, find your own):&lt;br /&gt;1R9K-3D –Rosetta Lowe&lt;br /&gt;7NP9-62  -Lewis LeRoy Lowder&lt;br /&gt;18SC-N1 –Myrtle Kenner&lt;br /&gt;1FRM-F5 – Heber C. Wilson&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25566530-967730543575626774?l=fathomingfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/feeds/967730543575626774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25566530&amp;postID=967730543575626774' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/967730543575626774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/967730543575626774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/2007/06/interesting-family-history-website.html' title='Interesting Family History Website'/><author><name>Kami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10036845549358340041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Si2SuIYLzPI/AAAAAAAAAck/lk1szv6qwcE/S220/008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25566530.post-7414723785651869219</id><published>2007-06-16T13:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T13:35:18.185-06:00</updated><title type='text'>MY SISTER'S GETTING MARRIED</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/RnQ7Y2MGNfI/AAAAAAAAAG0/GxjUTK12v5w/s1600-h/ven.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076747978002544114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/RnQ7Y2MGNfI/AAAAAAAAAG0/GxjUTK12v5w/s320/ven.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Coolness :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;August 7, 2007&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25566530-7414723785651869219?l=fathomingfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/feeds/7414723785651869219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25566530&amp;postID=7414723785651869219' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/7414723785651869219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/7414723785651869219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/2007/06/my-sisters-getting-married.html' title='MY SISTER&apos;S GETTING MARRIED'/><author><name>Kami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10036845549358340041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Si2SuIYLzPI/AAAAAAAAAck/lk1szv6qwcE/S220/008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/RnQ7Y2MGNfI/AAAAAAAAAG0/GxjUTK12v5w/s72-c/ven.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25566530.post-8454788543824144639</id><published>2007-06-12T22:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T22:11:01.597-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;This is me sitting in a hammock at Spencer's house.  I've always wanted a hammock and now I live with one.  It's beautiful.  I don't sit in it as much as I would like, but that's okay.  This was a relaxing Sunday afternoon.  I went to church, and decided to walk home, however, I didn't realize I was wearing terrible shoes for walking and half way home had to take them off.  I have 3 big blisters on toes that have already popped.  I walked a half a mile bare foot in a dress on one one of the busiest streets in Layton in a dress.  Perfect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Rm9tfWMGNcI/AAAAAAAAAGc/U4TwCxo7CmY/s1600-h/hammock.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075395690369529282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Rm9tfWMGNcI/AAAAAAAAAGc/U4TwCxo7CmY/s320/hammock.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25566530-8454788543824144639?l=fathomingfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/feeds/8454788543824144639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25566530&amp;postID=8454788543824144639' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/8454788543824144639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/8454788543824144639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/2007/06/sunday.html' title='Sunday'/><author><name>Kami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10036845549358340041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Si2SuIYLzPI/AAAAAAAAAck/lk1szv6qwcE/S220/008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Rm9tfWMGNcI/AAAAAAAAAGc/U4TwCxo7CmY/s72-c/hammock.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25566530.post-3082430154506518690</id><published>2007-06-09T13:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T13:36:13.130-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry sorry Sorry</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I apologize for not posting for a while this summer has been so crazy.  I've just been going where the wind blows and I'm still not done yet.  It's been fun except I'm going to be running out of funds soon.  I applied for a job shuttling rental cars at the airport.  Right after I filled out an application they asked if I had time for an interview so I went in for an interview that lasted 2 hours.  The man was really nice and the interview went really well.  He said the only thing keeping him back from hiring me is that I wouldn't work on Sundays and that was a busy day so he wouldn't hire me if I didn't.  He said I had to work every Sunday for the rest of the summer.  It was tempting because it would have been a great job driving nice cars and meeting new people all the time, but I just couldn't bring myself to accepting it.  Their loss. ha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25566530-3082430154506518690?l=fathomingfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/feeds/3082430154506518690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25566530&amp;postID=3082430154506518690' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/3082430154506518690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/3082430154506518690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/2007/06/sorry-sorry-sorry.html' title='Sorry sorry Sorry'/><author><name>Kami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10036845549358340041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Si2SuIYLzPI/AAAAAAAAAck/lk1szv6qwcE/S220/008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25566530.post-5572162012912246935</id><published>2007-05-29T20:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T20:47:13.225-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Work</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;It took me 7 hours to sweep a floor today.  I think I'm a slow sweeper.  I would try to go fast but then I would get overwhelmed with all that was left so I concluded to just be steady because I didn't want to burn myself out.  I did it though.  I finished a job, I will only have to begin again tomorrow.  haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25566530-5572162012912246935?l=fathomingfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/feeds/5572162012912246935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25566530&amp;postID=5572162012912246935' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/5572162012912246935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/5572162012912246935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/2007/05/work.html' title='Work'/><author><name>Kami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10036845549358340041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Si2SuIYLzPI/AAAAAAAAAck/lk1szv6qwcE/S220/008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25566530.post-1799210317585414117</id><published>2007-05-19T12:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T12:42:01.750-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer 2007 Job Idea</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Work with Stephen Aston in creating a Web Design Business in Southern Idaho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;   Step #1 - learn to create websites&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;   Step #2 - get clienteles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Sorry Netty...does this make more sense.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25566530-1799210317585414117?l=fathomingfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/feeds/1799210317585414117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25566530&amp;postID=1799210317585414117' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/1799210317585414117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/1799210317585414117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/2007/05/summer-2007-job-idea.html' title='Summer 2007 Job Idea'/><author><name>Kami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10036845549358340041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Si2SuIYLzPI/AAAAAAAAAck/lk1szv6qwcE/S220/008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25566530.post-6461445324682362753</id><published>2007-05-19T10:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T11:00:26.976-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Project</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Rk8r9qir2cI/AAAAAAAAAGU/CJLE2tF6pyY/s1600-h/Webpage+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066316444206881218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Rk8r9qir2cI/AAAAAAAAAGU/CJLE2tF6pyY/s320/Webpage+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Tell me how this looks, I took off all the logos as to whose it's going to be just in case I would get in trouble, you know. But I was just experimenting and so if it looks okay we may keep it, if not then it's gone and I'll just do another one. But I was just wondering everyone's professional opinion.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;It's not finished, not even close, just in the beginning stages.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25566530-6461445324682362753?l=fathomingfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/feeds/6461445324682362753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25566530&amp;postID=6461445324682362753' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/6461445324682362753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/6461445324682362753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-project.html' title='My Project'/><author><name>Kami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10036845549358340041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Si2SuIYLzPI/AAAAAAAAAck/lk1szv6qwcE/S220/008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Rk8r9qir2cI/AAAAAAAAAGU/CJLE2tF6pyY/s72-c/Webpage+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25566530.post-4641014725990889321</id><published>2007-05-09T17:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T17:43:21.519-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Patience</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Patience in self, patience in being, patience in living, patience with others.  All these things are great treasures to possess.  I'm learning that I probably don't have very much of any of them.  Funny.  Life will is going to be great because I know if I don't have these things I'll soon get them, huh.  Beautiful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25566530-4641014725990889321?l=fathomingfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/feeds/4641014725990889321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25566530&amp;postID=4641014725990889321' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/4641014725990889321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/4641014725990889321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/2007/05/patience.html' title='Patience'/><author><name>Kami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10036845549358340041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Si2SuIYLzPI/AAAAAAAAAck/lk1szv6qwcE/S220/008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25566530.post-4354935279917710328</id><published>2007-04-28T17:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T18:06:27.802-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Projects--complete and incomplete</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/RjPfvkCLIcI/AAAAAAAAAF0/S12jUJNL0yA/s1600-h/PICT0261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058632814686839234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/RjPfvkCLIcI/AAAAAAAAAF0/S12jUJNL0yA/s320/PICT0261.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/RjPfv0CLIdI/AAAAAAAAAF8/_aWzUcOHuV0/s1600-h/PICT0262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058632818981806546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/RjPfv0CLIdI/AAAAAAAAAF8/_aWzUcOHuV0/s320/PICT0262.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/RjPfwECLIeI/AAAAAAAAAGE/-umRT53D0GQ/s1600-h/PICT0263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058632823276773858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/RjPfwECLIeI/AAAAAAAAAGE/-umRT53D0GQ/s320/PICT0263.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/RjPfwUCLIfI/AAAAAAAAAGM/g06m_xyx0lU/s1600-h/PICT0264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058632827571741170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/RjPfwUCLIfI/AAAAAAAAAGM/g06m_xyx0lU/s320/PICT0264.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;They are more complete now, but I'm too lazy to go take pictures of them...So you get the old pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25566530-4354935279917710328?l=fathomingfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/feeds/4354935279917710328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25566530&amp;postID=4354935279917710328' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/4354935279917710328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/4354935279917710328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/2007/04/our-projects-complete-and-incomplete.html' title='Our Projects--complete and incomplete'/><author><name>Kami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10036845549358340041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Si2SuIYLzPI/AAAAAAAAAck/lk1szv6qwcE/S220/008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/RjPfvkCLIcI/AAAAAAAAAF0/S12jUJNL0yA/s72-c/PICT0261.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25566530.post-8543498793501079786</id><published>2007-04-24T15:44:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T15:44:22.445-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Jake Shimabukuro </title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/ZqaYmQZgrB4' name='movie'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/ZqaYmQZgrB4'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25566530-8543498793501079786?l=fathomingfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/feeds/8543498793501079786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25566530&amp;postID=8543498793501079786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/8543498793501079786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/8543498793501079786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/2007/04/jake-shimabukuro.html' title='Jake Shimabukuro '/><author><name>Kami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10036845549358340041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Si2SuIYLzPI/AAAAAAAAAck/lk1szv6qwcE/S220/008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25566530.post-242127494360410452</id><published>2007-04-22T16:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T16:04:58.544-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fat Face</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;    I just ripped out my wisdom teeth on Thursday and now one side of my face is puffy.  ha.  I looked like a mushroom head this morning.  haha.  I only had three so on one side I still can eat.  Like yesterday I ate hamburgers and of course I can still eat cookies if I eat them really slow.  But I feel like I'm on a diet.  It's crazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25566530-242127494360410452?l=fathomingfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/feeds/242127494360410452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25566530&amp;postID=242127494360410452' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/242127494360410452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/242127494360410452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/2007/04/fat-face.html' title='Fat Face'/><author><name>Kami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10036845549358340041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Si2SuIYLzPI/AAAAAAAAAck/lk1szv6qwcE/S220/008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25566530.post-7475908328408923413</id><published>2007-04-09T20:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T20:23:54.438-06:00</updated><title type='text'>El Ukulele</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;The new hobby I'm going to develop...hopefully I'll be good at it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Rhr1BIS4feI/AAAAAAAAAFs/SojWpsR20ig/s1600-h/PICT0247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051619331804790242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Rhr1BIS4feI/AAAAAAAAAFs/SojWpsR20ig/s320/PICT0247.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25566530-7475908328408923413?l=fathomingfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/feeds/7475908328408923413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25566530&amp;postID=7475908328408923413' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/7475908328408923413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/7475908328408923413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/2007/04/el-ukulele.html' title='El Ukulele'/><author><name>Kami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10036845549358340041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Si2SuIYLzPI/AAAAAAAAAck/lk1szv6qwcE/S220/008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Rhr1BIS4feI/AAAAAAAAAFs/SojWpsR20ig/s72-c/PICT0247.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25566530.post-5262059918183699477</id><published>2007-04-05T14:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T14:07:00.580-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Experimenting with Food</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/RhVWshM9ErI/AAAAAAAAAFk/y0EWJeQDpW8/s1600-h/cheerios.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050037879992816306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/RhVWshM9ErI/AAAAAAAAAFk/y0EWJeQDpW8/s320/cheerios.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;It's the end of the semester and I was hungry for a snack so I created one out of some of the remaining food I had left.  Like Cheerios and Peanut Butter and Honey and Frosting. Tasty huh?&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/25566530-5262059918183699477?l=fathomingfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/feeds/5262059918183699477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25566530&amp;postID=5262059918183699477' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/5262059918183699477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/5262059918183699477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/2007/04/experimenting-with-food.html' title='Experimenting with Food'/><author><name>Kami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10036845549358340041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Si2SuIYLzPI/AAAAAAAAAck/lk1szv6qwcE/S220/008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/RhVWshM9ErI/AAAAAAAAAFk/y0EWJeQDpW8/s72-c/cheerios.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25566530.post-2859205372609922016</id><published>2007-03-31T16:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T16:48:47.912-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ice Caves</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; Yesterday I went out to the ice caves in the dark. The snow was too deep to drive all the way to the caves so we had to walk the last mile to the cave. I wasn't in favor of it but I just went along with the random idea. When we go to the caves it was pretty cool because you just walk or slide on a river of ice. There's places where you have to lay down to get through. But it was pretty fun. I wish I had pictures but that's ok. So it turned out better than I thought. It was a great adventure and I would do it again. It kind of looked like this but with more snow...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048224220716571922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Rg7lLp5VnRI/AAAAAAAAAFc/RsBnAL-fjWc/s320/caves.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25566530-2859205372609922016?l=fathomingfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/feeds/2859205372609922016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25566530&amp;postID=2859205372609922016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/2859205372609922016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/2859205372609922016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/2007/03/ice-caves.html' title='Ice Caves'/><author><name>Kami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10036845549358340041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Si2SuIYLzPI/AAAAAAAAAck/lk1szv6qwcE/S220/008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Rg7lLp5VnRI/AAAAAAAAAFc/RsBnAL-fjWc/s72-c/caves.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25566530.post-7627096081848260756</id><published>2007-03-27T10:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T10:18:12.247-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Yesterday was a beautiful sunny day.  I didn't expect anything great to really happen because I didn't have any plans for the day, but it ended up being a wonderful day.  I helped Dave with his project and I got to skip one of my classes.  For dinner he and his roommates invited me over for a bbq.  It was fun.  Later I went to FHE, and then we got to combine with another FHE and play ultimate frisbee which was awesome.  Next the neighbors upstairs invited us to their Ice cream Sunday Party where basically it was an ice cream fight outside our house.  I just watched, though, I didn't want to get sticky and waste food like that.  And finally I got to watch a lightning storm on top of a roof with my roommate.  It was a good day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25566530-7627096081848260756?l=fathomingfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/feeds/7627096081848260756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25566530&amp;postID=7627096081848260756' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/7627096081848260756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/7627096081848260756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/2007/03/monday-night.html' title='Monday Night'/><author><name>Kami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10036845549358340041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Si2SuIYLzPI/AAAAAAAAAck/lk1szv6qwcE/S220/008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25566530.post-9200766212506287129</id><published>2007-03-22T08:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T08:38:04.724-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Sac</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;This is Kate's Love Sac we used to have last semester.  I don't have any new pictures of this semester because I don't have a camera and these were taken by my roommates camera.  That's okay last semester was funny.  In the first pictur I am underneath the love sac pretending to be a turtle and giving my roommate Tiffiny a ride.  And in the second one I am on top and Tiff is underneath.  We were bored. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/RgKUQvz28AI/AAAAAAAAAFI/CiklK2ZupuQ/s1600-h/S3010872.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044757548041170946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/RgKUQvz28AI/AAAAAAAAAFI/CiklK2ZupuQ/s320/S3010872.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/RgKURfz28BI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/BaSVgt96YoU/s1600-h/S3010875.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044757560926072850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/RgKURfz28BI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/BaSVgt96YoU/s320/S3010875.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25566530-9200766212506287129?l=fathomingfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/feeds/9200766212506287129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25566530&amp;postID=9200766212506287129' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/9200766212506287129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/9200766212506287129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/2007/03/love-sac.html' title='Love Sac'/><author><name>Kami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10036845549358340041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Si2SuIYLzPI/AAAAAAAAAck/lk1szv6qwcE/S220/008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/RgKUQvz28AI/AAAAAAAAAFI/CiklK2ZupuQ/s72-c/S3010872.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25566530.post-9047679619654539643</id><published>2007-03-12T17:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T17:25:04.031-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Master Experiment</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I made a short movie for one of my Sociology classes and in it I decided to record random people doing random things in public and put it all together with a song.  I was going to post it but it is too big of a file besides it probably would require an explanation and all I would say is it's all about life.  It was the first movie I ever made in my whole life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25566530-9047679619654539643?l=fathomingfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/feeds/9047679619654539643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25566530&amp;postID=9047679619654539643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/9047679619654539643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/9047679619654539643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/2007/03/master-experiment.html' title='Master Experiment'/><author><name>Kami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10036845549358340041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Si2SuIYLzPI/AAAAAAAAAck/lk1szv6qwcE/S220/008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25566530.post-3025680970994583565</id><published>2007-03-06T09:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T10:04:02.851-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Skiing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I went skiing for free last week.  I just got my BYU-I driving permit and my roommate was in charge of it so she asked me to drive one of the vans up with some students.  I agreed to and I got a free pass to go up.  I wasn't planning on going skiing because I don't really like it but I figured if it was free I would try it.  I headed up the mountain and I was so scared.  I barely made it off the lift without falling.  Then me and my roommate headed down the mountain.  Still scared, I followed her.  Half way down the mountain we got seperated and I haven't skiied since I was 10 years old.  I was terrible.  I hated it the rest of the way down.  I thought I was going to die, but I didn't cuz I'm still here today.  But I promised myself I would never do that again if I made it down safely.  I just wasn't made to be a skiier I've decided.  We all have our own skills and this is not one of mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25566530-3025680970994583565?l=fathomingfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/feeds/3025680970994583565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25566530&amp;postID=3025680970994583565' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/3025680970994583565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/3025680970994583565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/2007/03/skiing.html' title='Skiing'/><author><name>Kami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10036845549358340041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Si2SuIYLzPI/AAAAAAAAAck/lk1szv6qwcE/S220/008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25566530.post-2476110859650395606</id><published>2007-02-25T23:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T23:07:23.415-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/ReJ5FfRuKaI/AAAAAAAAAE8/mrzfHQYNmec/s1600-h/kami.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035720468555770274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/ReJ5FfRuKaI/AAAAAAAAAE8/mrzfHQYNmec/s320/kami.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25566530-2476110859650395606?l=fathomingfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/feeds/2476110859650395606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25566530&amp;postID=2476110859650395606' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/2476110859650395606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/2476110859650395606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/2007/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Kami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10036845549358340041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Si2SuIYLzPI/AAAAAAAAAck/lk1szv6qwcE/S220/008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/ReJ5FfRuKaI/AAAAAAAAAE8/mrzfHQYNmec/s72-c/kami.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25566530.post-1097428232283974208</id><published>2007-02-25T22:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T23:00:21.152-07:00</updated><title type='text'>READY READY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;FOR SUMMER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/ReJ2ffRuKXI/AAAAAAAAAEY/K6mI8xCcU1M/s1600-h/kami+crazy+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035717616697485682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/ReJ2ffRuKXI/AAAAAAAAAEY/K6mI8xCcU1M/s320/kami+crazy+032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;AND &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;To this day nobody knows why Lacey is licking her phone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035718402676500882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/ReJ3NPRuKZI/AAAAAAAAAEo/0bcklbc1OTc/s200/S3010883.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25566530-1097428232283974208?l=fathomingfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/feeds/1097428232283974208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25566530&amp;postID=1097428232283974208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/1097428232283974208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/1097428232283974208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/2007/02/ready-ready.html' title='READY READY'/><author><name>Kami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10036845549358340041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Si2SuIYLzPI/AAAAAAAAAck/lk1szv6qwcE/S220/008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/ReJ2ffRuKXI/AAAAAAAAAEY/K6mI8xCcU1M/s72-c/kami+crazy+032.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25566530.post-4978859146669517357</id><published>2007-02-24T20:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T20:47:50.785-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An Adventure</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I climbed half of R Mountain yesterday.  It was a grand adventure.  I had a date at 7 and I decided to climb it at 6.  So I drove in the icy roads out to the butte.  Then I parked my car at the bottom of it and I raced up to the top.  I ran most of the way.  I was wearing black loafers because this was an unexpected adventure.  One in which I wasn't sure I was going to do, until I did it.  I made it to the peak of the smaller hill in front of it the main hill.  I carried a video camera the whole way.  Then I ran back down the butte and barely made it back in time for my date.  I actually was late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25566530-4978859146669517357?l=fathomingfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/feeds/4978859146669517357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25566530&amp;postID=4978859146669517357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/4978859146669517357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/4978859146669517357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/2007/02/adventure.html' title='An Adventure'/><author><name>Kami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10036845549358340041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Si2SuIYLzPI/AAAAAAAAAck/lk1szv6qwcE/S220/008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25566530.post-544314109672671205</id><published>2007-02-19T22:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T22:32:42.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Falling</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I decided to go running this morning to be healthy, but it's was freezing outside.  So I had to get pumped up to go.  In my head I was like "I can do this, I'm a dedicated runner as of today, I can do this," and finally I got up enough motivation to go.  I start walking down the stairs and the bottom stair looks like it is wet from the rain.  I stepped on it and I slipped hard.  I fell right on my front door step onto the cement steps.  My elbow got scraped up but I walked back in to the house and started yelling, "MY EGO, MY EGO!"  And it took me like 15 more minutes to pump myself back up to go.  This was my first fall of the season.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25566530-544314109672671205?l=fathomingfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/feeds/544314109672671205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25566530&amp;postID=544314109672671205' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/544314109672671205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/544314109672671205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/2007/02/falling.html' title='Falling'/><author><name>Kami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10036845549358340041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Si2SuIYLzPI/AAAAAAAAAck/lk1szv6qwcE/S220/008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25566530.post-2414951147585950703</id><published>2007-02-17T18:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T18:45:39.527-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today is Shorts day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;I decided it was a good tribute to summer day and I wore shorts today.  Not all day but for some of it.  I'm excited for summer already...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25566530-2414951147585950703?l=fathomingfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/feeds/2414951147585950703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25566530&amp;postID=2414951147585950703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/2414951147585950703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/2414951147585950703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/2007/02/today-is-shorts-day.html' title='Today is Shorts day'/><author><name>Kami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10036845549358340041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Si2SuIYLzPI/AAAAAAAAAck/lk1szv6qwcE/S220/008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25566530.post-7644451261440065007</id><published>2007-02-12T22:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T22:26:45.951-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A PUZZLE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I am so weird...yesterday after I cried for a while I got this surge of energy and I started laughing at everything.  Coylou was sleeping and I was bored, so I began pretending every song on the CD I was listening to was put on their for a reason.  So I tried to listen really closely to the words but I missed most of them because it was on so soft.  Then I started making up words for the songs that applied to me personally and it was great.  I was laughing and crying all over again.  Now, listening through them and actually being able to understand them makes me laugh because the people aren't singing the same words as I thought they were.  It made my life a whole lot more entertaining though. thanks--I love it--no one ever gave me something like this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25566530-7644451261440065007?l=fathomingfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/feeds/7644451261440065007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25566530&amp;postID=7644451261440065007' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/7644451261440065007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/7644451261440065007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/2007/02/puzzle.html' title='A PUZZLE'/><author><name>Kami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10036845549358340041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Si2SuIYLzPI/AAAAAAAAAck/lk1szv6qwcE/S220/008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25566530.post-8206357997017664392</id><published>2007-02-07T21:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T21:37:45.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vision</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ff33;"&gt;In business class we've been talking about vision. The best businesses in this world became the best because someone had a vision and developed it. For example, Microsoft's vision was to equip every home with a computer, and that's what they set out to do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ff33;"&gt;I've been thinking a lot about my own personal vision. Who do I envision myself becoming? Am I striving to become that person? Am I choosing opportunities that would cause me to grow the most or am I taking the easier, more enticing path? This life is but for a moment and the things I value here will make all the difference in who I will become. Hmm. More importantly the things I value now are the things that make me who I am now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25566530-8206357997017664392?l=fathomingfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/feeds/8206357997017664392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25566530&amp;postID=8206357997017664392' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/8206357997017664392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/8206357997017664392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/2007/02/vision.html' title='Vision'/><author><name>Kami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10036845549358340041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Si2SuIYLzPI/AAAAAAAAAck/lk1szv6qwcE/S220/008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25566530.post-7133794540844327996</id><published>2007-02-03T19:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T19:17:08.095-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Water Bottle is the Coolest</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/RcVB1W7-lCI/AAAAAAAAAEE/7ylmbR8pa14/s1600-h/kami+crazy+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027496943975044130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/RcVB1W7-lCI/AAAAAAAAAEE/7ylmbR8pa14/s320/kami+crazy+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;It's got a fish on it...BEAUTIFUL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25566530-7133794540844327996?l=fathomingfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/feeds/7133794540844327996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25566530&amp;postID=7133794540844327996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/7133794540844327996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/7133794540844327996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/2007/02/my-water-bottle-is-coolest.html' title='My Water Bottle is the Coolest'/><author><name>Kami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10036845549358340041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Si2SuIYLzPI/AAAAAAAAAck/lk1szv6qwcE/S220/008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/RcVB1W7-lCI/AAAAAAAAAEE/7ylmbR8pa14/s72-c/kami+crazy+033.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25566530.post-3578783949015831013</id><published>2007-02-01T15:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T15:50:26.675-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Scared to Fall</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/e4TU8NNyh7Q' name='movie'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/e4TU8NNyh7Q'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My brother's roommate made this...I think it showed his roommates lip too much but other than that the actors are great!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25566530-3578783949015831013?l=fathomingfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/feeds/3578783949015831013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25566530&amp;postID=3578783949015831013' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/3578783949015831013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/3578783949015831013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/2007/02/scared-to-fall.html' title='Scared to Fall'/><author><name>Kami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10036845549358340041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Si2SuIYLzPI/AAAAAAAAAck/lk1szv6qwcE/S220/008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25566530.post-3919248237513031431</id><published>2007-02-01T13:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T14:09:26.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Remembering</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;When I was younger, I remember envisioning who I would become when I grew up.  I remember I used my favorite qualities of the people who I admired the most to make up who I wanted to be:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;I wanted to be  like Laurie and just look beautiful at any given moment, with her commitment to the things she believes in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;I wanted to be in control and fun like Debbie and be strong so everyone knows where I stand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;I wanted to be independant and a people person like Spencer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;I wanted to make people laugh like Brian and be a hard worker.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;I wanted to be organized like Lynnette and go to bed on time, and be self motivated knowing that I could accomplish any thing I put my mind to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;I wanted to be persuasive and smart like Melanie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;I wanted to be a friend like Venita and have her love for people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;I wanted to be as patient and charitable like Dave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;I wanted to carry myself like Chanae.  In the way she eats, walks, and respects herself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;I wanted to know all the answers like my dad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;And have the same passion for the gospel and life as my mom does.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25566530-3919248237513031431?l=fathomingfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/feeds/3919248237513031431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25566530&amp;postID=3919248237513031431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/3919248237513031431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/3919248237513031431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/2007/02/remembering.html' title='Remembering'/><author><name>Kami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10036845549358340041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Si2SuIYLzPI/AAAAAAAAAck/lk1szv6qwcE/S220/008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25566530.post-6305442394171814791</id><published>2007-01-26T15:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T16:32:04.147-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Virtual house tour</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;View from my bed...The best part is I don't have to leave my bed to see who's here.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024485780912137746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/RbqPMmZE5hI/AAAAAAAAADQ/hUp6pHUlquw/s320/trial.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/RbqK_WZE5ZI/AAAAAAAAAB8/gyjvS3jaHUE/s1600-h/trial.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Ok...well I was going to have it so when you clicked on the black words you could go to each room but I'm too lazy to do it right now so CLICK BELOW:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/RbqOsGZE5fI/AAAAAAAAAC0/N4Y4DHSf7pw/s1600-h/kami+crazy+028.jpg"&gt;KITCH&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/RbqOsWZE5gI/AAAAAAAAAC8/TlL4kFJ3eaM/s1600-h/kami+crazy+029.jpg"&gt;L.R.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/RbqOsGZE5eI/AAAAAAAAACs/p-JX5iZ7CgI/s1600-h/kami+crazy+027.jpg"&gt;HALL&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25566530-6305442394171814791?l=fathomingfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/feeds/6305442394171814791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25566530&amp;postID=6305442394171814791' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/6305442394171814791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/6305442394171814791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/2007/01/virtual-house-tour.html' title='Virtual house tour'/><author><name>Kami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10036845549358340041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Si2SuIYLzPI/AAAAAAAAAck/lk1szv6qwcE/S220/008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/RbqPMmZE5hI/AAAAAAAAADQ/hUp6pHUlquw/s72-c/trial.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25566530.post-8151119931860157798</id><published>2007-01-24T22:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T23:13:38.994-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Case Scenario</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;I have 5 roommates whom I live with.  And one of the five, say Sally, is not friendly to any of the other roommates but me.  Which I find odd because I'm not sure how I got chosen to be the only one Sally associates with.  She is not my room roommate but she would like to be and she keeps asking me to move in.  But I see she gets angry quickly and she's already been mad at me and I don't want to fill my life with the stress of always worrying about my actions.  So I choose not to move in with Sally because I find our relationship would be best if kept at a distance.  Well Sally's room roommate, Fran, cannot stay in the same room as her any more because Sally ignores her and is forwardly rude to her.  I don't blame her for wanting to move out.  So tonight I am approached by Fran, who is crying, and asked to switch her rooms tomorrow because she can't handle living in the same room with Sally.  She will either move out of the apartment or move into my room.  I honestly do not want to move in with the other girl.  My choices are to move out and allow Fran to move into my room or have Fran to move out.  Either way one of us will not be staying.  What would be the best way to handle this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25566530-8151119931860157798?l=fathomingfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/feeds/8151119931860157798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25566530&amp;postID=8151119931860157798' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/8151119931860157798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/8151119931860157798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/2007/01/case-scenario.html' title='Case Scenario'/><author><name>Kami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10036845549358340041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Si2SuIYLzPI/AAAAAAAAAck/lk1szv6qwcE/S220/008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25566530.post-1590502221944008494</id><published>2007-01-23T21:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T21:29:50.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just wanna go on a drive...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25566530-1590502221944008494?l=fathomingfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/feeds/1590502221944008494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25566530&amp;postID=1590502221944008494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/1590502221944008494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/1590502221944008494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/2007/01/just-wanna-go-on-drive.html' title='Just wanna go on a drive...'/><author><name>Kami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10036845549358340041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Si2SuIYLzPI/AAAAAAAAAck/lk1szv6qwcE/S220/008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25566530.post-6973564552017248014</id><published>2007-01-21T20:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T20:41:56.089-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cute</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/RbQyWk2UfTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/6aFmlPBCt1w/s1600-h/giraffekami.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022694847854968114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/RbQyWk2UfTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/6aFmlPBCt1w/s200/giraffekami.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25566530-6973564552017248014?l=fathomingfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/feeds/6973564552017248014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25566530&amp;postID=6973564552017248014' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/6973564552017248014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/6973564552017248014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/2007/01/cute.html' title='Cute'/><author><name>Kami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10036845549358340041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Si2SuIYLzPI/AAAAAAAAAck/lk1szv6qwcE/S220/008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/RbQyWk2UfTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/6aFmlPBCt1w/s72-c/giraffekami.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25566530.post-3593700692905821151</id><published>2007-01-21T20:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T20:33:03.261-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wikipedia definition of KAMI:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Kami &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="extiw" title="wikt:神" href="http://en.wiktionary.org/wiki/%E7%A5%9E"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;神&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt; is the Japanese word for the objects of worship or awe in the Shinto faith. In some instances, such as Izanagi and Izanami, kami are personified deities, similar to the gods of ancient Greece or Rome. In other cases, such as those concerning the phenomenon of growth and natural objects, the spirits dwelling in trees, or forces of nature.&lt;br /&gt;Kami may, at its root, simply mean 'spirit', or an aspect of spirituality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25566530-3593700692905821151?l=fathomingfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/feeds/3593700692905821151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25566530&amp;postID=3593700692905821151' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/3593700692905821151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/3593700692905821151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/2007/01/wikipedia-definition-of-kami.html' title='Wikipedia definition of KAMI:'/><author><name>Kami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10036845549358340041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Si2SuIYLzPI/AAAAAAAAAck/lk1szv6qwcE/S220/008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25566530.post-396918944293946514</id><published>2007-01-16T19:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T19:51:44.928-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Best Part of Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;running through Family Dollar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;screaming in the car&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;talking to my mom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;crying on my bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;dancing in Wal-mart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Harriet jumping out from the clothes racks to scare me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;getting locked out of my house...again (but then going to my old house)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;eating ice cream with roommates--soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;singing Chrismas songs at the top of my lungs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;doing accounting homework (cuz it's so much like math)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;paying off next months rent already&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;laying on Harriet's bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;talking to my brother Spencer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;watching the movie Dave made on Robert Frost's the road not taken??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;thinking about the truck I wish I drove&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;leaving a message on kate's phone with harriet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;laughing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25566530-396918944293946514?l=fathomingfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/feeds/396918944293946514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25566530&amp;postID=396918944293946514' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/396918944293946514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/396918944293946514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/2007/01/best-part-of-day.html' title='Best Part of Day'/><author><name>Kami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10036845549358340041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Si2SuIYLzPI/AAAAAAAAAck/lk1szv6qwcE/S220/008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25566530.post-9006131304859523372</id><published>2007-01-13T14:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T14:25:35.722-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;The next two poems are ones I found in an American contemporary poem book.  I love them both.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25566530-9006131304859523372?l=fathomingfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/feeds/9006131304859523372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25566530&amp;postID=9006131304859523372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/9006131304859523372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/9006131304859523372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/2007/01/next-two-poems-are-ones-i-found-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Kami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10036845549358340041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Si2SuIYLzPI/AAAAAAAAAck/lk1szv6qwcE/S220/008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25566530.post-8231632628301017237</id><published>2007-01-13T14:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T14:23:34.484-07:00</updated><title type='text'>REDWINGS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Maybe you've noticed that around here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;red-winged blackbirds aren't rare,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;but they aren't seen often either, and then, at distance,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;banking away from roads as we pass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;But one morning, I saw a hundred&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;more, feeding on seed I'd scattered&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;under a line of pines planted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;more than a hundred years before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Almost at rest, their feathers folded close,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;only yellow wingbars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;break their black bodies. But when, as they did,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;all at once, they lifted, that red...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;I've tried for a long time, and maybe should,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;to tell you how they disembodied redwings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;flared and vanished.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;I've lost them in every telling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;So much for me. I could die now, anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Could you? We will close our eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;and rest, in case the blackbirds, in slow motion,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;assume again the flames they are, and rise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;---William Heyen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25566530-8231632628301017237?l=fathomingfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/feeds/8231632628301017237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25566530&amp;postID=8231632628301017237' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/8231632628301017237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/8231632628301017237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/2007/01/redwings_13.html' title='REDWINGS'/><author><name>Kami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10036845549358340041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Si2SuIYLzPI/AAAAAAAAAck/lk1szv6qwcE/S220/008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25566530.post-6304096161673615856</id><published>2007-01-13T13:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T14:16:18.212-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SIMPLE TRUTHS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;When a man has grown a body,&lt;br /&gt;a body to carry with him&lt;br /&gt;through nature for as long as he can,&lt;br /&gt;when this body is taken from him&lt;br /&gt;by other men and women who happen to be,&lt;br /&gt;this time, in uniform,&lt;br /&gt;then it is clear he has experienced&lt;br /&gt;an act of barbarism,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when a man has a wife,&lt;br /&gt;a wife to love for as long as he lives,&lt;br /&gt;when this wife is marked with a yellow star&lt;br /&gt;and driven into a chamber she will never leave alive,&lt;br /&gt;then this is murder,&lt;br /&gt;so much is clear,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when a woman has hair,&lt;br /&gt;when her hair is shorn and her sclap bleeds,&lt;br /&gt;when a woman has children,&lt;br /&gt;children to love for as long as she lives,&lt;br /&gt;when the children are taken from her,&lt;br /&gt;when a man and his wife and their children&lt;br /&gt;are put to death in a chamber of gas,&lt;br /&gt;or with pistols at close range, or are starved&lt;br /&gt;or beaten, or injected by the thousands,&lt;br /&gt;or ripped apart, by the thousands, by the millions,&lt;br /&gt;it is clear that where we are&lt;br /&gt;is Europe, in our century, during the years&lt;br /&gt;from nineteen-hundred and thirty-five&lt;br /&gt;to nineteen-hundred and forty-five&lt;br /&gt;after the death of Jesus, who spoke of a different order,&lt;br /&gt;but whose father, who is our father,&lt;br /&gt;if he is our father,&lt;br /&gt;if we must speak of him as fatehr,&lt;br /&gt;watched, and witnessed, and knew,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when we remember,&lt;br /&gt;when we touch the skin of our own bodies,&lt;br /&gt;when we open our eyes into dream&lt;br /&gt;or within the morning of sunlight&lt;br /&gt;and remember what was taken&lt;br /&gt;from these men, from these women&lt;br /&gt;from these children gassed and starved&lt;br /&gt;and beaten and thrown agains walls&lt;br /&gt;and made to walk the valley&lt;br /&gt;of knives and icepicks and otherwise&lt;br /&gt;exterminated in ways appearing to us almost&lt;br /&gt;beyond even the maniacal human imagination,&lt;br /&gt;then it is clear that this is the German Reich,&lt;br /&gt;during approximately ten years of our lord's time,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when we read a book of these things,&lt;br /&gt;when we hear the names of hte camps,&lt;br /&gt;when we see the films of the bulldozed dead&lt;br /&gt;or the film of one boy struck on the head&lt;br /&gt;with a club in the hands&lt;br /&gt;of a German doctor who will wait&lt;br /&gt;some days for the boy's skull to kint, and will enter&lt;br /&gt;the time in his ledger, and then&lt;br /&gt;take up the club to strike the boy again&lt;br /&gt;and wait some weeks for the boy's skull to knit,&lt;br /&gt;and enter the time in his ledger again,&lt;br /&gt;and strike the boy again,&lt;br /&gt;and so on, until the boy, who,&lt;br /&gt;at the end of the film of his life&lt;br /&gt;can hardly stagger forwar toward the doctor,&lt;br /&gt;does die, and the doctor&lt;br /&gt;enters exactly the time fo the boy's death into his ledger,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we read these things or see them,&lt;br /&gt;then it is clear to us that this&lt;br /&gt;happened, and within the lord's allowance, this&lt;br /&gt;work of his minions, his poor&lt;br /&gt;vicious dumb German victims twisted into the swastika of trees struck by lightning,&lt;br /&gt;on this earth, if he is our father,&lt;br /&gt;if we must speak of him in this way,&lt;br /&gt;this presence above us, within us, this&lt;br /&gt;mover, this first cause, this spirit, this&lt;br /&gt;curse, this bloodstream and brain-current, this&lt;br /&gt;unfathomable oceanic ignorance of ourselves, this&lt;br /&gt;automatic electric Aryan swerve, this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fortune that you and I were no the victims, this&lt;br /&gt;luck that you and I were not the murderers, this&lt;br /&gt;sense that you an i are clean and understand, this&lt;br /&gt;stupidity that gives him breath, give him life&lt;br /&gt;as we kill them all, as we killed them all.&lt;br /&gt;---William Heyen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25566530-6304096161673615856?l=fathomingfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/feeds/6304096161673615856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25566530&amp;postID=6304096161673615856' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/6304096161673615856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/6304096161673615856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/2007/01/simple-truths.html' title='SIMPLE TRUTHS'/><author><name>Kami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10036845549358340041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Si2SuIYLzPI/AAAAAAAAAck/lk1szv6qwcE/S220/008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25566530.post-3198222647705947391</id><published>2007-01-06T17:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-01-06T17:52:49.015-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Textbooks Galore</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;I have so many, so many textbooks cuz I get into a class, buy the textbooks, then decide that I don't want to take the class anymore and switch my schedule around. For the past week, I've changed my schedule every day. I can't even remember which ones I'm taking any more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25566530-3198222647705947391?l=fathomingfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/feeds/3198222647705947391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25566530&amp;postID=3198222647705947391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/3198222647705947391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/3198222647705947391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/2007/01/textbooks-galore.html' title='Textbooks Galore'/><author><name>Kami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10036845549358340041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Si2SuIYLzPI/AAAAAAAAAck/lk1szv6qwcE/S220/008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25566530.post-1105182085973727044</id><published>2007-01-01T18:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T23:00:16.372-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rupert</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I went to Rupert today. I rode with my sister who just returned from Russia a little over a week ago. My brother who returned from Brazil 6 months ago. A Ukrainian (a boy from Ukraine), and a Mexican (a boy from Mexico). I wore soccer shorts, Teva's, a sweatshirt, and my nephews red CTR zip tie. I looked around at the buildings, and people.  I stepped back and concluded I am ready to return to Rexburg, so I can learn how I can better influence society instead of just wasting the short time I have to live on earth. ha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25566530-1105182085973727044?l=fathomingfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/feeds/1105182085973727044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25566530&amp;postID=1105182085973727044' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/1105182085973727044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/1105182085973727044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/2007/01/rupert.html' title='Rupert'/><author><name>Kami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10036845549358340041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Si2SuIYLzPI/AAAAAAAAAck/lk1szv6qwcE/S220/008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25566530.post-8579816331738320896</id><published>2006-12-26T23:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T23:50:19.162-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thought for the Day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;I don’t want to say goodbye to you ever. &lt;br /&gt;I want you in my life forever.&lt;br /&gt;But I know that desire is nearly impossible.&lt;br /&gt;It’s not what was meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;You were sent here at this time in my life for a purpose&lt;br /&gt;And I was sent to yours.&lt;br /&gt;But it wasn’t meant to be for forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t want to say goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;So I hold on too tight. &lt;br /&gt;And I contact you as much as possible.&lt;br /&gt;I just want these memories to last forever.&lt;br /&gt;Because I know one day we will be apart.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps thousands and thousands of miles apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t want to say goodbye,&lt;br /&gt;But my journey in life was not meant to be in unison with yours.&lt;br /&gt;And so one day we will separate,&lt;br /&gt;And the strength you’ve given me will radiate to everyone I meet.&lt;br /&gt;I will talk of you and tell them of how I once had a friend like you:&lt;br /&gt;A best friend whose testimony is apparent to everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And soon I’ll learn that we’ll never have to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Because I know that no matter how far apart we live&lt;br /&gt;It will only be for a small moment.&lt;br /&gt;So until we meet again remember that I love you&lt;br /&gt;And I will never forget the part you play in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25566530-8579816331738320896?l=fathomingfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/feeds/8579816331738320896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25566530&amp;postID=8579816331738320896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/8579816331738320896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/8579816331738320896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/2006/12/thought-for-day.html' title='Thought for the Day...'/><author><name>Kami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10036845549358340041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Si2SuIYLzPI/AAAAAAAAAck/lk1szv6qwcE/S220/008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25566530.post-6147590482577679318</id><published>2006-12-24T20:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T20:28:06.315-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Russian...hahaha</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Я люблю Вас. Каждый я хочу поцеловать Вас и обнять Вас. О Рождество - завтра (я пою). И я собираюсь петь целый день. Поскольку это - прекрасный день, чтобы любить каждого. С Рождеством Христовым. Долгосрочной службы Америка. Счастливое Рождество. Конец.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25566530-6147590482577679318?l=fathomingfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/feeds/6147590482577679318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25566530&amp;postID=6147590482577679318' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/6147590482577679318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/6147590482577679318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/2006/12/russianhahaha.html' title='Russian...hahaha'/><author><name>Kami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10036845549358340041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Si2SuIYLzPI/AAAAAAAAAck/lk1szv6qwcE/S220/008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25566530.post-1363282405644828695</id><published>2006-12-19T21:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T21:56:43.292-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GOODBYE TO...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Lacie and Grandma (Erin)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/RYjBlD4W_WI/AAAAAAAAAAo/1LFtV5P08Zw/s1600-h/kami+birthday+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010467427890691426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/RYjBlD4W_WI/AAAAAAAAAAo/1LFtV5P08Zw/s200/kami+birthday+036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;It's been the best voyage ever...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/RYjAuz4W_UI/AAAAAAAAAAY/iXcm-8zsetQ/s1600-h/kami+birthday+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010466495882788162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/RYjAuz4W_UI/AAAAAAAAAAY/iXcm-8zsetQ/s200/kami+birthday+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/RYjAvT4W_VI/AAAAAAAAAAg/h2eM1sJJpFg/s1600-h/kami+birthday+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010466504472722770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/RYjAvT4W_VI/AAAAAAAAAAg/h2eM1sJJpFg/s200/kami+birthday+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;(All Pictures Taken on "Straight Hair Day")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25566530-1363282405644828695?l=fathomingfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/feeds/1363282405644828695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25566530&amp;postID=1363282405644828695' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/1363282405644828695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/1363282405644828695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/2006/12/goodbye-to.html' title='GOODBYE TO...'/><author><name>Kami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10036845549358340041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Si2SuIYLzPI/AAAAAAAAAck/lk1szv6qwcE/S220/008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/RYjBlD4W_WI/AAAAAAAAAAo/1LFtV5P08Zw/s72-c/kami+birthday+036.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25566530.post-6849621972532778851</id><published>2006-12-15T00:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T00:14:02.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Treadmills OK Go</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/CDJhrKfwsf4' name='movie'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/CDJhrKfwsf4'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25566530-6849621972532778851?l=fathomingfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/feeds/6849621972532778851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25566530&amp;postID=6849621972532778851' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/6849621972532778851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/6849621972532778851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/2006/12/treadmills-ok-go_15.html' title='Treadmills OK Go'/><author><name>Kami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10036845549358340041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Si2SuIYLzPI/AAAAAAAAAck/lk1szv6qwcE/S220/008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25566530.post-1478263409728691572</id><published>2006-12-14T22:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T23:17:48.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>oh great</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;So for my research paper in English 315 I decided to go out on a ledge and write a paper about something I am passionate about and emotionally connected with. And so I wrote about how English is not taught correctly. I had to give a presentation on it in front of the class and it was awful because I was so nervous. I was nervous about what my professor would think about my subject because it totally contridicted his teaching style. So I completely messed up and my powerpoint didn't work so I winged it. I am still so scared, but I shouldn't be because why should I care what my teacher thinks. oh great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25566530-1478263409728691572?l=fathomingfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/feeds/1478263409728691572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25566530&amp;postID=1478263409728691572' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/1478263409728691572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/1478263409728691572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/2006/12/oh-great.html' title='oh great'/><author><name>Kami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10036845549358340041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Si2SuIYLzPI/AAAAAAAAAck/lk1szv6qwcE/S220/008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25566530.post-6285514270536801231</id><published>2006-12-11T23:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T23:44:00.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why English</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Have you ever wondered why the Restoration of the Gospel was restored in the English language? Of all languages why English? I feel like English is the most confusing language to learn. So here's some ideas I've had. Perhaps it was because English is a mixing pot language where so many other words influenced its stucture and so it was easier to interprete as correctly as possible into other languages. Another thought I had was perhaps it was the last language for the gospel to be taught in, therefore, it was the first in this dispensation. If it even was a language back then. And that's all I thought. But I still wonder why English? There has to be a reason. And why are we the only nation who uses the wrong metric system to measure things? America, America...gotta love it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25566530-6285514270536801231?l=fathomingfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/feeds/6285514270536801231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25566530&amp;postID=6285514270536801231' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/6285514270536801231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/6285514270536801231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/2006/12/why-english.html' title='Why English'/><author><name>Kami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10036845549358340041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Si2SuIYLzPI/AAAAAAAAAck/lk1szv6qwcE/S220/008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25566530.post-3720422333771345348</id><published>2006-12-10T23:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T23:32:10.195-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Frog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/RXz5jZCvDEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jv-vWVFwvgc/s1600-h/kami+birthday+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007151272142244930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/RXz5jZCvDEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jv-vWVFwvgc/s320/kami+birthday+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;My frog is dieing once again and I'm said.  It's the second one I've killed in one semester.  I held him a lot tonight just feeling him live, hoping that touching him would revive him from his deathly state.  It's weird how you can feel life within your hands.  I mean it's not like he moved or even breath deeply but I could feel his presence.  It's a totally different feeling than when they're dead.  I wouldn't be surprised if I woke up and he were dead in the morning.  It's sad to see things like this end.  You never know how much you miss things until they leave.  We held a memorial for our frog just in case he died.  We all told the frog what we liked most about him.  It was cute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25566530-3720422333771345348?l=fathomingfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/feeds/3720422333771345348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25566530&amp;postID=3720422333771345348' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/3720422333771345348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/3720422333771345348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/2006/12/frog.html' title='Frog'/><author><name>Kami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10036845549358340041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Si2SuIYLzPI/AAAAAAAAAck/lk1szv6qwcE/S220/008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/RXz5jZCvDEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jv-vWVFwvgc/s72-c/kami+birthday+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25566530.post-7115615554693550828</id><published>2006-12-07T18:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T18:47:44.082-07:00</updated><title type='text'>$44 Package to Russia</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Contents:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;4 Green Christmas Cups&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;4 Red Santa Straws&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;2 Ribbons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;5 Burnt Christmas CD's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Bag of Fake Snow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Red and Silver Tinsel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Case of Peppermint Sticks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;70 Candy Canes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Red Christmas Sweater (haha...i didn't send it cuz I wanted it to come back to USA and why would I send something that has to be packed up and brought back in 2 weeks)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;**I'm not confident this is exact, but as accurate as I can remember.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25566530-7115615554693550828?l=fathomingfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/feeds/7115615554693550828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25566530&amp;postID=7115615554693550828' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/7115615554693550828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/7115615554693550828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/2006/12/44-package-to-russia.html' title='$44 Package to Russia'/><author><name>Kami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10036845549358340041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Si2SuIYLzPI/AAAAAAAAAck/lk1szv6qwcE/S220/008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25566530.post-1799442048228677153</id><published>2006-12-06T20:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T20:30:03.989-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Making a List</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Fort Making&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Snow Shoeing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;Road Trip&lt;br /&gt;Bridge Jumping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tye Dye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;Get a fish/plant&lt;br /&gt;Rock Climbing&lt;br /&gt;R Mountain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Table Rock&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night Skiing&lt;br /&gt;Skinny Dipping&lt;br /&gt;Temple once a month&lt;br /&gt;Poetry Night&lt;br /&gt;Canoeing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Kayaking&lt;br /&gt;Triathalon&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skydiving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Summer Fun @ Kami's cousin&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kates house&lt;br /&gt;Apt. Dinner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Slack lining&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;Snow Boarding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Wrestle Mania&lt;br /&gt;Make Bread&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make and deliver cookies&lt;br /&gt;Kiss a Boy (Gina only)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Fly Fishing&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A night at the Symphony&lt;br /&gt;Dinner with no hands&lt;br /&gt;Sushi Bash&lt;br /&gt;Salsa Sunday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Snow Camping&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turtle/Bird&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Eat Shark Tip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;Pull-up on Door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Palm Reading&lt;br /&gt;VooDoo Doctor&lt;br /&gt;Run Marathon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;Stay up 36 hours&lt;br /&gt;Make a Movie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Make a Kite&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25566530-1799442048228677153?l=fathomingfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/feeds/1799442048228677153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25566530&amp;postID=1799442048228677153' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/1799442048228677153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/1799442048228677153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/2006/12/making-list.html' title='Making a List'/><author><name>Kami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10036845549358340041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Si2SuIYLzPI/AAAAAAAAAck/lk1szv6qwcE/S220/008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25566530.post-3040082354182744551</id><published>2006-12-05T17:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T17:14:35.478-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Road Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I want go on a road trip soon....but I haven't found a purpose in going....so I wonder if it'll happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25566530-3040082354182744551?l=fathomingfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/feeds/3040082354182744551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25566530&amp;postID=3040082354182744551' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/3040082354182744551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/3040082354182744551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/2006/12/road-trip.html' title='Road Trip'/><author><name>Kami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10036845549358340041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Si2SuIYLzPI/AAAAAAAAAck/lk1szv6qwcE/S220/008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25566530.post-3114051147902143930</id><published>2006-12-05T17:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T17:08:15.614-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun Fact--I'm so interested!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;The QWERTY keyboard layout was devised in the 1860s by Christopher Sholes, a newspaper editor who lived in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Milwaukee" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Milwaukee"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Milwaukee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;, who was also the creator of the first modern typewriter. Originally, the characters on the typewriters he invented were arranged alphabetically, set on the end of a metal bar which struck the paper when its key was pressed. However, once an operator had learned to type at speed, the bars attached to letters that lay close together on the keyboard became entangled with one another, forcing the typist to manually unstick the typebars, and also frequently blotting the document. Sholes decided that the best way out of the difficulty was to find out which letters were most used in the English language, and then to re-site them on the keyboard as far from each other as possible. This had the effect of reducing the speed, and, by doing so, lessened the chance of clashing type bars. In this way was born the QWERTY keyboard, named after the first six letters on the top line.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25566530-3114051147902143930?l=fathomingfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/feeds/3114051147902143930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25566530&amp;postID=3114051147902143930' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/3114051147902143930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/3114051147902143930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/2006/12/fun-fact-im-so-interested.html' title='Fun Fact--I&apos;m so interested!'/><author><name>Kami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10036845549358340041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Si2SuIYLzPI/AAAAAAAAAck/lk1szv6qwcE/S220/008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25566530.post-3790147861042153857</id><published>2006-12-04T02:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T02:17:53.614-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Now</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Today was amazing. I saw the prophet with my own eyes. I heard the Mormon Tabernacle Choir with my own ears. It was powerful. I have never felt such a strong testimony of the prophet or of the Savior. It's real. This church is real and the prophet is a real person. I saw him. I was in his presence. I heard his testimony for the first time sitting in front of him. And the music felt more powerful than ever. I have no idea why. I love this feeling. It's incredible. I know, I know he is a prophet of God. I knew it before, but not like this. I didn't think it would be so different, but it is. Sometimes during the Christmas devotional I couldn't focus on what the speakers were saying because I was trying to fathom the reality of it all. They're real people, with real personalities and I saw them. I saw them and heard them. It makes me want to share my testimony with everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was it crazy? Yes&lt;br /&gt;Was it worth it? Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25566530-3790147861042153857?l=fathomingfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/feeds/3790147861042153857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25566530&amp;postID=3790147861042153857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/3790147861042153857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/3790147861042153857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/2006/12/now.html' title='Now'/><author><name>Kami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10036845549358340041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Si2SuIYLzPI/AAAAAAAAAck/lk1szv6qwcE/S220/008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25566530.post-6375298662047212821</id><published>2006-11-30T22:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T22:32:53.425-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I can do anything</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/7490/3120/1600/506404/kami%20birthday%20040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/7490/3120/320/962352/kami%20birthday%20040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/7490/3120/320/176351/kami%20birthday%20042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/7490/3120/1600/365487/kami%20birthday%20043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/7490/3120/320/431754/kami%20birthday%20043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25566530-6375298662047212821?l=fathomingfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/feeds/6375298662047212821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25566530&amp;postID=6375298662047212821' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/6375298662047212821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/6375298662047212821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-can-do-anything.html' title='I can do anything'/><author><name>Kami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10036845549358340041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Si2SuIYLzPI/AAAAAAAAAck/lk1szv6qwcE/S220/008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25566530.post-8227160116001096958</id><published>2006-11-29T18:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T19:03:52.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Music</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;My mom hates punk music. Okay in reality, she dislikes any kind of music that isn't church related. She's even pretty picky about the church music she listens to. So growing up I had to pretty selective about the music I listened to while she was in the house or in the car with me. In High School, I liked punk bands. Possibly because it was the cool thing to do and possibly because it was new. But I couldn't listen to it very often because my mom didn't like it until I found Relient K. And then I justified it by telling my mom they were a "Christian" rock band and they wouldn't have bad music they're "Christians." haha I was so silly. My mom still didn't let us listen to them, but they did become one of my favorite punk bands. And now I laugh, but they do have a new CD coming out and if you want to listen to one of their songs go to this website: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/relientk"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;http://www.myspace.com/relientk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25566530-8227160116001096958?l=fathomingfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/feeds/8227160116001096958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25566530&amp;postID=8227160116001096958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/8227160116001096958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/8227160116001096958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/2006/11/music.html' title='Music'/><author><name>Kami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10036845549358340041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Si2SuIYLzPI/AAAAAAAAAck/lk1szv6qwcE/S220/008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25566530.post-4815229735956036593</id><published>2006-11-28T16:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T16:35:29.358-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today's Weirdness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;My computer talked to me while I tried to set up a new account.  It said "We'll win a medal."  I was just playing with the headphones and then I reopened i&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;nternet&lt;/span&gt; explorer and it was by my name.  So it really said "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;kami&lt;/span&gt; We'll win a medal."  Cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I've taken a vow of silence for the next two hours to prove a point.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;It's snowing and blowing outside and I wore a dress with sandals and I loved it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;My bed has turned into an ice cube and my room a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;refrigerator and me a frozen burrito.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;A real pine Christmas tree sits in a plastic green mixing bowl two feet from me. (We're going to decorate the tree)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;And I'm craving bananas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25566530-4815229735956036593?l=fathomingfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/feeds/4815229735956036593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25566530&amp;postID=4815229735956036593' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/4815229735956036593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/4815229735956036593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/2006/11/todays-weirdness.html' title='Today&apos;s Weirdness'/><author><name>Kami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10036845549358340041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Si2SuIYLzPI/AAAAAAAAAck/lk1szv6qwcE/S220/008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25566530.post-116391284725885128</id><published>2006-11-18T21:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T22:09:22.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I decided I don't like squares</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6824/2673/1600/words.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6824/2673/400/words.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25566530-116391284725885128?l=fathomingfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/feeds/116391284725885128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25566530&amp;postID=116391284725885128' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/116391284725885128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/116391284725885128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-decided-i-dont-like-squares.html' title='I decided I don&apos;t like squares'/><author><name>Kami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10036845549358340041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Si2SuIYLzPI/AAAAAAAAAck/lk1szv6qwcE/S220/008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25566530.post-116390994075863890</id><published>2006-11-18T21:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T21:23:46.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Random Girl: Hey, what's your major?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kami: Sociology&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Girl: Cool, so can you read my mind right now? (being serious)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kami: Yeah, of course??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25566530-116390994075863890?l=fathomingfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/feeds/116390994075863890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25566530&amp;postID=116390994075863890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/116390994075863890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/116390994075863890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/2006/11/yeah.html' title='Yeah?'/><author><name>Kami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10036845549358340041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Si2SuIYLzPI/AAAAAAAAAck/lk1szv6qwcE/S220/008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25566530.post-116357310288639702</id><published>2006-11-14T22:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T23:11:50.531-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Reevaluating</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Lacey had a panic attack tonight. A full blown out panic attack. She complained about feeling sick all night. The first clue happened as she ate chips and salsa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Standing in the kitchen Lacey's hands go weak and the bowl of full of salsa falls and stains the bottom of her pant legs. Three times this occurs each time staining a new spot on her jeans. This isn't normal for Lacey; Lacey's extremely fit and coordinated. However, no one thinks anything of this, and she continues her previously planned schedule for the night but with a more serious aura. I feel something is wrong with her, but I don't really think anything more than that. I yell at her to come and answer the door for some pretend missionary boys. On the way down the stairs her legs callapsed and she falls hard on to her knees, and then she slowly turns around and crawls back into her room, shaking the whole way back. She tries to get into her bed, but grasping her bedroom chair she falls onto the floor. Crying and shaking she lays on the floor helpless wondering if this is the end of her life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;I freaked out. I thought she was going to die. Erin called her Dad and he walked her calmly through the panic attack. I guess it runs in her family, but she's never had one before, so it was a new experience for all of us. Immediately, I called David and Devin and they came over and gave her a blessing. She hyperventaled and shook for about 45 minutes. I was so scared. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;After this I just reevaluated who I am and what is important in life. I going to do tons of homework tonight, but I ended up staying with Lacey for 3 hours. I love having my brother close enough to come and help out with things like this. I love that he's a worthy Priesthood Holder, who can ask God to perform miracles, at any given moment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;I hope I get the chance to live like I was dieing. Every moment of every day to be watching and helping and giving every piece of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25566530-116357310288639702?l=fathomingfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/feeds/116357310288639702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25566530&amp;postID=116357310288639702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/116357310288639702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/116357310288639702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/2006/11/reevaluating.html' title='Reevaluating'/><author><name>Kami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10036845549358340041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Si2SuIYLzPI/AAAAAAAAAck/lk1szv6qwcE/S220/008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25566530.post-116279417227813563</id><published>2006-11-05T23:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T23:22:52.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spooky, Spooky, Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6824/2673/1600/Halloween%20012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6824/2673/200/Halloween%20012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6824/2673/1600/Halloween%20013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6824/2673/200/Halloween%20013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6824/2673/1600/Halloween%20011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6824/2673/200/Halloween%20011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6824/2673/1600/Halloween%20006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6824/2673/200/Halloween%20006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6824/2673/1600/Halloween%20010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6824/2673/200/Halloween%20010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;That's Right...Cowgirls...Booyah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25566530-116279417227813563?l=fathomingfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/feeds/116279417227813563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25566530&amp;postID=116279417227813563' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/116279417227813563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/116279417227813563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/2006/11/spooky-spooky-halloween.html' title='Spooky, Spooky, Halloween'/><author><name>Kami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10036845549358340041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Si2SuIYLzPI/AAAAAAAAAck/lk1szv6qwcE/S220/008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25566530.post-116219070679350807</id><published>2006-10-29T23:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T23:53:14.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking In</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6824/2673/1600/PICT0099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6824/2673/320/PICT0099.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Look past the outside curtain and behold the land. It's beauty grows in abundance. If you search, you will find it's most prized possesion before the adversary.  Now take heart little one, the fight has yet to begin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25566530-116219070679350807?l=fathomingfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/feeds/116219070679350807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25566530&amp;postID=116219070679350807' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/116219070679350807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/116219070679350807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/2006/10/looking-in.html' title='Looking In'/><author><name>Kami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10036845549358340041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Si2SuIYLzPI/AAAAAAAAAck/lk1szv6qwcE/S220/008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25566530.post-116167048990672831</id><published>2006-10-24T00:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T00:14:49.906-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's HERE 10/24</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;"Objectivity cannot be equated with mental blankness; rather, objectivity resides in recognizing your preferences and then subjecting them to especially harsh scrutiny — and also in a willingness to revise or abandon your theories when the tests fail (as they usually do)."  — Stephen Jay Gould&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25566530-116167048990672831?l=fathomingfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/feeds/116167048990672831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25566530&amp;postID=116167048990672831' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/116167048990672831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/116167048990672831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/2006/10/its-here-1024.html' title='It&apos;s HERE 10/24'/><author><name>Kami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10036845549358340041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Si2SuIYLzPI/AAAAAAAAAck/lk1szv6qwcE/S220/008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25566530.post-116137938577740062</id><published>2006-10-20T15:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T00:13:07.973-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"THE WORLD IS TOO MUCH WITH US; LATE AND SOON"&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;The world is too much with us; late and soon,&lt;br /&gt;Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers:&lt;br /&gt;Little we see in Nature that is ours;&lt;br /&gt;We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon!&lt;br /&gt;The Sea that bares her bosom to the moon;&lt;br /&gt;The winds that will be howling at all hours,&lt;br /&gt;And are up-gathered now like sleeping flowers;&lt;br /&gt;For this, for everything, we are out of tune;&lt;br /&gt;It moves us not.--Great God! I'd rather be&lt;br /&gt;A Pagan suckled in a creed outworn;&lt;br /&gt;So might I, standing on this pleasant lea,&lt;br /&gt;Have glimpses that would make me less forlorn;&lt;br /&gt;Have sight of Proteus rising from the sea;&lt;br /&gt;Or hear old Triton blow his wreathed horn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;--William Wordsworth 1806.&lt;br /&gt;&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/25566530-116137938577740062?l=fathomingfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/feeds/116137938577740062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25566530&amp;postID=116137938577740062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/116137938577740062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/116137938577740062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/2006/10/poem.html' title='A Poem'/><author><name>Kami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10036845549358340041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Si2SuIYLzPI/AAAAAAAAAck/lk1szv6qwcE/S220/008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25566530.post-116121826846279632</id><published>2006-10-18T18:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T18:38:12.186-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cool Cool Website</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://hotzone.yahoo.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;hotzone.yahoo.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so interesting. Watch the video's and look at the picture journals. I'm a fan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25566530-116121826846279632?l=fathomingfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/feeds/116121826846279632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25566530&amp;postID=116121826846279632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/116121826846279632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/116121826846279632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/2006/10/cool-cool-website.html' title='Cool Cool Website'/><author><name>Kami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10036845549358340041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Si2SuIYLzPI/AAAAAAAAAck/lk1szv6qwcE/S220/008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25566530.post-116061665509486310</id><published>2006-10-11T19:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T19:30:55.106-06:00</updated><title type='text'>An English Free-Write</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;     &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Today in Doctrines and Covenants, we talked about the Law of Consecration.  The discussion was packed with questions and insights.  One question arose which we conversed about for forty of the fifty minute class period.  The question went something like this:  How does one decide how much material goods he can own?  And is a person selfish if he owns a boat because he could have used the money to help build the kingdom in other ways?  This led to great controversy, and it got me started thinking.  It is my belief that we spend too much of our time on materialistic goods and less on building relationships.  We treat each other too much like objects and not as children of a God in heaven.  We use each other to get gain, and then dispose of the memories.  It’s like a child who gets a new toy on Christmas Day.  At first he gets excited over the newness of it all.  He values its use and makes sure not to get it dirty.  Day after day the toy gets used less and less.  The child gets bored with it, and eventually he uses the toy in ways it was not intended for; he throws it around as though it were trash.  Finally, the toy’s value grows insignificant to the child.  He no longer values it and soon throws it away.  Do our relationships follow in this same path?  I think far too often they do. &lt;br /&gt;     We value the worth of a machine more than we do a human being.  Steven R. Covey said that we put our equipment in the assets column of our businesses, and people in the expenses.  More and more people are being put to work in factories doing simple mundane jobs—jobs that require little to no thinking.  But imagine if we reversed these roles.  What if we set people in the assets column, and equipment in the expenses?  A human mind is capable of accomplishing incomprehensible tasks—tasks in which machines can never imitate.  In fact, there is so much to learn about the brain, that modern day sciences can’t keep up with it.  So why do we allow material goods to run our world instead of people?  Let’s take people out of the factories and test them intellectually.  Allow them to think, and imagine, and then create.  How powerful could we as a human race become? &lt;br /&gt;     Now let’s go back to the initial questions.  How does one decide how much material goods he can own?  And is a person selfish if he owns a boat because he could have used the money to help build the kingdom in other ways?  Well, in a way it doesn’t matter.  As children of God, we get to govern ourselves.  So use your incredible brain and decide what you think is best for you.  Nevertheless, keep in mind, relationships and people are the most important possessions this world has to offer.&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/25566530-116061665509486310?l=fathomingfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/feeds/116061665509486310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25566530&amp;postID=116061665509486310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/116061665509486310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/116061665509486310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/2006/10/english-free-write.html' title='An English Free-Write'/><author><name>Kami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10036845549358340041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Si2SuIYLzPI/AAAAAAAAAck/lk1szv6qwcE/S220/008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25566530.post-116003208094502215</id><published>2006-10-05T00:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T01:10:01.603-06:00</updated><title type='text'>To Venita, myself, and anyone else</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I want you to tell me this, "I am not going to grad school because I know Heavenly Father doesn't want me to go." I don't want you to say you're not going just because things aren't working out. Sometimes it's good to feel like a failure so you can try harder. Take me for example. I had to learn that I'm failing 2 of my 6 classes before I got my head on straight this semester. Now I am determined to work harder to get my assignments done on time. Failure can bring determination. If you want something and it feels right go for it. Don't tell me you're going to stop reaching for your goal because things haven't worked out at the time you wanted them to. I understand; however, that if you truly don't have a good feeling about it then don't do it. Sometime good things can bring fear though. You just need to distinguish what kind of fear or confusion you're feeling. In fact, the first time Joseph Smith saw Moroni, he was scared. But he quickly got over that fear. Sometime in our inadequacy to identify good from bad, we get scared. Don't be scared. Do what YOU feel is right. You're the person who knows you best and knows what is best for you. Believe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25566530-116003208094502215?l=fathomingfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/feeds/116003208094502215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25566530&amp;postID=116003208094502215' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/116003208094502215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/116003208094502215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/2006/10/to-venita-myself-and-anyone-else.html' title='To Venita, myself, and anyone else'/><author><name>Kami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10036845549358340041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Si2SuIYLzPI/AAAAAAAAAck/lk1szv6qwcE/S220/008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25566530.post-115949705672614057</id><published>2006-09-28T20:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T20:30:56.733-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My "Weeping" Leg</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6824/2673/1600/my%20leg.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6824/2673/400/my%20leg.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt; I slide in the dirt trying to score a goal yesterday.  I didn't score; however, it was lucky the goalie scored for me on accident.  Haha.  The nurses today told me my knee was "weeping" that's why if you take a close look you can see yellow and clear puss oozing out.  It looked worse yesterday...believe me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6824/2673/1600/more%20leg.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6824/2673/400/more%20leg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25566530-115949705672614057?l=fathomingfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/feeds/115949705672614057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25566530&amp;postID=115949705672614057' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/115949705672614057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/115949705672614057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/2006/09/my-weeping-leg_28.html' title='My &quot;Weeping&quot; Leg'/><author><name>Kami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10036845549358340041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Si2SuIYLzPI/AAAAAAAAAck/lk1szv6qwcE/S220/008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25566530.post-115829809272005221</id><published>2006-09-14T23:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T23:28:12.753-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Inspired</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Brother Grant inspires me.   I want to be just like him.  He's my hero.  He motivates me to conquer all my fears.  To act and not be acted upon.  To dig deeper and stop wasting valuable time simply on entertainment. Today he inspired me to take chances on relationships.  To love more because I can and what else is there to life.  Life is based on experiences.  The people.  The places.  Take advantage of what you've been given.  Ask the handsomest guy to go on a walk.  Break down personal walls within yourself and go outside your norm.  Why not?  What have you got to lose?  Life is for learning.  Learn, understand, and then apply the knowledge.  If you don't apply then learning was pointless.  Do your best and if you fail you fail.  But think of the great lessons you've learned from the experience in failing.  A lifetime of greatness awaits...I already started conquering my fears.  I went to my crush's house tonight, but he wasn't there.  He doesn't even know me, but he will soon.  Live life.  Take chances. Go out on a limb.  Then smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25566530-115829809272005221?l=fathomingfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/feeds/115829809272005221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25566530&amp;postID=115829809272005221' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/115829809272005221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/115829809272005221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/2006/09/inspired.html' title='Inspired'/><author><name>Kami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10036845549358340041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Si2SuIYLzPI/AAAAAAAAAck/lk1szv6qwcE/S220/008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25566530.post-115784894689758730</id><published>2006-09-09T18:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T18:44:36.473-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Smiling</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;I can't stop smiling, all day...I don't even know why. It's kind of been a lame, but smiling kind of day. I did homework all day, and I feel like I've been crying all day because I have that weird stuffy headache and stuffy nose. But the overall feeling is amazing. I love this day. The sunshine. The people. The laughter. The random memories flowing through my head. The learning. Exercising with the roomies. Eating a strange concoction of vegetables from Bernice's garden. Sweating like a pig. Rexburg Unplugged craze. Chocolate chips festival. And I can't stop smiling cuz the days not over. I'm going to play tag in the caves and my sister's going to come with me. It's days like this that build your testimony because you know Heavenly Father must love you to allow you to be a part of this day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25566530-115784894689758730?l=fathomingfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/feeds/115784894689758730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25566530&amp;postID=115784894689758730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/115784894689758730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/115784894689758730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/2006/09/smiling.html' title='Smiling'/><author><name>Kami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10036845549358340041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Si2SuIYLzPI/AAAAAAAAAck/lk1szv6qwcE/S220/008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25566530.post-115775628476728497</id><published>2006-09-08T16:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T17:00:09.190-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cereal, Cereal, Cereal...Perfect</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6824/2673/1600/cereal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6824/2673/320/cereal.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Early Wednesday morning I woke up with the intent of being the first person to get to Albertson's to buy 10 boxes of cereal for 10 dollars. I ended up buying 20 because I figured I'd give 15 away. I've only given 6 boxes away and I can't part with the rest...haha. Perfect I love cereal now. I've eaten a different kind every day so far. Uhh in search for a picture I ran into the coolest cafe ever. All they sell is cereal in a cafe. It's amazingly insane. It makes me laugh. Why?? www.cereality.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25566530-115775628476728497?l=fathomingfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/feeds/115775628476728497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25566530&amp;postID=115775628476728497' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/115775628476728497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/115775628476728497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/2006/09/cereal-cereal-cerealperfect.html' title='Cereal, Cereal, Cereal...Perfect'/><author><name>Kami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10036845549358340041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Si2SuIYLzPI/AAAAAAAAAck/lk1szv6qwcE/S220/008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25566530.post-115768144646837720</id><published>2006-09-07T20:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T20:10:46.476-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie Movie??</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Why do people have to die?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Because it makes life important.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25566530-115768144646837720?l=fathomingfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/feeds/115768144646837720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25566530&amp;postID=115768144646837720' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/115768144646837720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/115768144646837720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/2006/09/movie-movie.html' title='Movie Movie??'/><author><name>Kami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10036845549358340041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Si2SuIYLzPI/AAAAAAAAAck/lk1szv6qwcE/S220/008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25566530.post-115665130761448498</id><published>2006-08-26T21:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T22:06:07.346-06:00</updated><title type='text'>haha kami w/ makeup meets shoes in tree kami</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6824/2673/1600/sensockam.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6824/2673/200/sensockam.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6824/2673/1600/haha%20kami.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6824/2673/200/haha%20kami.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25566530-115665130761448498?l=fathomingfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/feeds/115665130761448498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25566530&amp;postID=115665130761448498' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/115665130761448498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/115665130761448498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/2006/08/haha-kami-w-makeup-meets-shoes-in-tree.html' title='haha kami w/ makeup meets shoes in tree kami'/><author><name>Kami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10036845549358340041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Si2SuIYLzPI/AAAAAAAAAck/lk1szv6qwcE/S220/008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25566530.post-115664735735124200</id><published>2006-08-26T20:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T20:55:57.376-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Sizzling Sister in Russia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6824/2673/1600/weird%20Venita.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6824/2673/200/weird%20Venita.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6824/2673/1600/ven%20cute.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6824/2673/200/ven%20cute.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6824/2673/1600/cold%20ven.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6824/2673/200/cold%20ven.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25566530-115664735735124200?l=fathomingfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/feeds/115664735735124200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25566530&amp;postID=115664735735124200' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/115664735735124200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/115664735735124200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/2006/08/my-sizzling-sister-in-russia.html' title='My Sizzling Sister in Russia'/><author><name>Kami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10036845549358340041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Si2SuIYLzPI/AAAAAAAAAck/lk1szv6qwcE/S220/008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25566530.post-115660719289099266</id><published>2006-08-26T09:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T09:46:32.900-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Aaahhh</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm currently going insane and I must leave Rexburg.......right now.......muhahaha.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25566530-115660719289099266?l=fathomingfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/feeds/115660719289099266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25566530&amp;postID=115660719289099266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/115660719289099266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/115660719289099266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/2006/08/aaahhh.html' title='Aaahhh'/><author><name>Kami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10036845549358340041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Si2SuIYLzPI/AAAAAAAAAck/lk1szv6qwcE/S220/008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25566530.post-115579790578845311</id><published>2006-08-17T00:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T01:08:28.730-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Life should resemble a soccer game</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6824/2673/1600/soccer.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6824/2673/200/soccer.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;No fear--bold anticipation.&lt;br /&gt;No pain--pure focus.&lt;br /&gt;Mistakes planting desire.&lt;br /&gt;Instinctive steps.&lt;br /&gt;Giving my best.&lt;br /&gt;Realizing my best today is better than yesterday's.&lt;br /&gt;Living, breathing, working.&lt;br /&gt;Honesty, loyalty, love.&lt;br /&gt;Less talking, more doing.&lt;br /&gt;An individual, a team.&lt;br /&gt;Leave your baggage at the gate&lt;br /&gt;And your shoes on the field&lt;br /&gt;Cuz life doesn't get any better than this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25566530-115579790578845311?l=fathomingfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/feeds/115579790578845311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25566530&amp;postID=115579790578845311' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/115579790578845311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/115579790578845311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/2006/08/life-should-resemble-soccer-game.html' title='Life should resemble a soccer game'/><author><name>Kami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10036845549358340041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Si2SuIYLzPI/AAAAAAAAAck/lk1szv6qwcE/S220/008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25566530.post-115570087171647672</id><published>2006-08-15T21:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T22:01:11.746-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;To quit or not to quit, that is the question????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25566530-115570087171647672?l=fathomingfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/feeds/115570087171647672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25566530&amp;postID=115570087171647672' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/115570087171647672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/115570087171647672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/2006/08/to-quit-or-not-to-quit-that-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Kami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10036845549358340041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Si2SuIYLzPI/AAAAAAAAAck/lk1szv6qwcE/S220/008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25566530.post-115516624126809108</id><published>2006-08-09T17:21:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T13:37:55.960-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucky</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Yesterday, while eating trail mix, I didn't find a single raisin in my whole cup. I thought I was so lucky because I hate raisins. Then I remembered the person sitting next to me is allergic to chocolate. I reminded him of this and he gave me all his chocolate chips, and that's when I knew it was a good day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25566530-115516624126809108?l=fathomingfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/feeds/115516624126809108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25566530&amp;postID=115516624126809108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/115516624126809108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/115516624126809108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/2006/08/lucky_115516624126809108.html' title='Lucky'/><author><name>Kami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10036845549358340041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Si2SuIYLzPI/AAAAAAAAAck/lk1szv6qwcE/S220/008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25566530.post-115501965253152493</id><published>2006-08-08T00:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T13:13:35.920-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't be afraid</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I just watched half of the scariest movie ever because I was too scared to finish it, and I am now wide awake, listening to church music, praying for peace, and reminiscing the past. I wish I was a better person, but all I can do is press forward one step at a time. I'm a slow learner, yet I still have the ability to change myself. Amazing. Sometimes I don't think I deserve to know or be close to people because I cause them a lot of pain. I want to be perfect for them because they deserve someone great and naturally I'm not so I get mad and eventually I give up...dumb huh. Kami, don't be afraid to fail. Not only with people but with the experiences in life. Failure can lead to determination, satisfaction, and a whole lot of knowledge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25566530-115501965253152493?l=fathomingfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/feeds/115501965253152493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25566530&amp;postID=115501965253152493' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/115501965253152493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/115501965253152493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/2006/08/dont-be-afraid.html' title='Don&apos;t be afraid'/><author><name>Kami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10036845549358340041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Si2SuIYLzPI/AAAAAAAAAck/lk1szv6qwcE/S220/008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25566530.post-115429950936149970</id><published>2006-07-30T16:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T16:45:09.360-06:00</updated><title type='text'>"Attitude reflects leadership...Captain"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25566530-115429950936149970?l=fathomingfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/feeds/115429950936149970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25566530&amp;postID=115429950936149970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/115429950936149970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/115429950936149970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/2006/07/attitude-reflects-leadershipcaptain.html' title='&quot;Attitude reflects leadership...Captain&quot;'/><author><name>Kami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10036845549358340041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Si2SuIYLzPI/AAAAAAAAAck/lk1szv6qwcE/S220/008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25566530.post-115354658526240235</id><published>2006-07-21T23:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T00:24:47.266-06:00</updated><title type='text'>"Somebody To Do For"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;--Shortly after the funeral held for the first wife of President Harold B. Lee, someone expressed sympathy to his daughter Helen for the passing of her mother and said: "She took such good care of your father. I'm sure he must be lonely and must miss all the things she did for him." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;--Helen responded with an insight of remarkable wisdom. " You do not understand," she said. It is not so much that he misses all of the things that Mother did for him. He misses her most because he needs somebody to do for."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;--We all need somebody to do for. When that is unfulfilled as a need, we become lonely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;-Boyd K. Packer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25566530-115354658526240235?l=fathomingfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/feeds/115354658526240235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25566530&amp;postID=115354658526240235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/115354658526240235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25566530/posts/default/115354658526240235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathomingfish.blogspot.com/2006/07/somebody-to-do-for.html' title='&quot;Somebody To Do For&quot;'/><author><name>Kami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10036845549358340041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__XkBKaJgYsc/Si2SuIYLzPI/AAAAAAAAAck/lk1szv6qwcE/S220/008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
