<?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-5955829787189041663</id><updated>2012-02-16T00:00:33.820-08:00</updated><category term='name'/><category term='pseudonym'/><title type='text'>emily jacobson</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyjacobson.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5955829787189041663/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyjacobson.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Emily Jacobson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12792979633528146482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>7</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5955829787189041663.post-2864396765737177122</id><published>2010-03-09T13:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T14:05:47.054-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fruit salad</title><content type='html'>I made a really fantastically delicious fruit salad today. All fresh fruit, no bananas, no yogurt. &lt;div&gt;I always wanted to like fruit salad-- I'd always eat it and like the idea of it, but really I think I just liked the marshmallows my mom put in it. There was something about the canned fruit with the yogurt... But today there was a fruit salad revolution in my head. My cousin and I are off sugary treats just now, so I've been eating a lot of fruit, and I've been wanting fruit salad the past few days. And today it happened.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I like bananas-- I think they're an awesome fruit. I like banana pudding pie, banana milkshakes, banana splits, But I don't like them mixed with other fruits. I hate juice, smoothies, etc with banana in them. Doesn't work for me. I like my bananas purely banana, or with, say, chocolate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I left bananas out of the salad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also left out yogurt, because although I like yogurt now, I didn't growing up, and have possibly irrational negative associations of yogurt and fruit salad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the fruit, I used: red and green grapes, pineapple (fresh, not canned!), apple, clementines (peeled and sectioned);&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the sauce, I used: sour cream, brown sugar, lemon juice, nutmeg, and cloves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I meant to put in some lemon and orange zest, too, but forgot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't measure anything, either, so I'll probably never ever be able to make it again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I'm pretty proud of the salad.&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/5955829787189041663-2864396765737177122?l=emilyjacobson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyjacobson.blogspot.com/feeds/2864396765737177122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emilyjacobson.blogspot.com/2010/03/fruit-salad.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5955829787189041663/posts/default/2864396765737177122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5955829787189041663/posts/default/2864396765737177122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyjacobson.blogspot.com/2010/03/fruit-salad.html' title='Fruit salad'/><author><name>Emily Jacobson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12792979633528146482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5955829787189041663.post-6474477888215803601</id><published>2009-11-14T13:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T13:30:36.781-08:00</updated><title type='text'>males fighting for herd dominance</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Qq7TRKMfbU/Sv8g_7reKGI/AAAAAAAAAQk/u-uaN4Cg7TI/s1600-h/centaur+whole+colored+sized.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Qq7TRKMfbU/Sv8g_7reKGI/AAAAAAAAAQk/u-uaN4Cg7TI/s400/centaur+whole+colored+sized.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404074360591755362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I submitted a shirt design to Threadless about 2 days ago, and it's &lt;a href="http://www.threadless.com/submission/241222/?streetteam=Emajac"&gt;already up for scoring&lt;/a&gt;! Last time it took a week before it was up, so this was a little surprise. Please check it out and vote on it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5955829787189041663-6474477888215803601?l=emilyjacobson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyjacobson.blogspot.com/feeds/6474477888215803601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emilyjacobson.blogspot.com/2009/11/mal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5955829787189041663/posts/default/6474477888215803601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5955829787189041663/posts/default/6474477888215803601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyjacobson.blogspot.com/2009/11/mal.html' title='males fighting for herd dominance'/><author><name>Emily Jacobson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12792979633528146482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Qq7TRKMfbU/Sv8g_7reKGI/AAAAAAAAAQk/u-uaN4Cg7TI/s72-c/centaur+whole+colored+sized.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5955829787189041663.post-7152579931584154824</id><published>2009-08-28T17:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T17:40:54.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bookworms are hot</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Qq7TRKMfbU/Sph3-5hn8WI/AAAAAAAAAQU/MSxv2kYm6vE/s1600-h/bookworm+flyer-+full.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 309px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Qq7TRKMfbU/Sph3-5hn8WI/AAAAAAAAAQU/MSxv2kYm6vE/s400/bookworm+flyer-+full.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375178077744132450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's the flyer I made for my friend Linda's book club for the honors program at BYU. She wanted to get a little bit away from the stigma of honors--classical music, fancy cheeses, heightened accents.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5955829787189041663-7152579931584154824?l=emilyjacobson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyjacobson.blogspot.com/feeds/7152579931584154824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emilyjacobson.blogspot.com/2009/08/bookworms-are-hot.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5955829787189041663/posts/default/7152579931584154824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5955829787189041663/posts/default/7152579931584154824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyjacobson.blogspot.com/2009/08/bookworms-are-hot.html' title='Bookworms are hot'/><author><name>Emily Jacobson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12792979633528146482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Qq7TRKMfbU/Sph3-5hn8WI/AAAAAAAAAQU/MSxv2kYm6vE/s72-c/bookworm+flyer-+full.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5955829787189041663.post-9207676032092892930</id><published>2009-08-05T18:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T18:21:55.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ugly like to make your eyes bleed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Qq7TRKMfbU/SnovcC0VAzI/AAAAAAAAAJA/w39UtQBgGqE/s1600-h/2010-nissan-cube-37.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 241px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Qq7TRKMfbU/SnovcC0VAzI/AAAAAAAAAJA/w39UtQBgGqE/s400/2010-nissan-cube-37.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366654064804561714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Qq7TRKMfbU/SnovbztAvsI/AAAAAAAAAI4/pZvN8ACW8Dc/s1600-h/2010-nissan-cube.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 274px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Qq7TRKMfbU/SnovbztAvsI/AAAAAAAAAI4/pZvN8ACW8Dc/s400/2010-nissan-cube.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366654060747341506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was watching some or other tv show online, which was interrupted every few minutes by a commercial for this monstrosity. Each time it played, I both laughed more spastically and came closer to puking.&lt;br /&gt;Congrats, Nissan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5955829787189041663-9207676032092892930?l=emilyjacobson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyjacobson.blogspot.com/feeds/9207676032092892930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emilyjacobson.blogspot.com/2009/08/ugly-like-to-make-your-eyes-bleed.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5955829787189041663/posts/default/9207676032092892930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5955829787189041663/posts/default/9207676032092892930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyjacobson.blogspot.com/2009/08/ugly-like-to-make-your-eyes-bleed.html' title='Ugly like to make your eyes bleed'/><author><name>Emily Jacobson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12792979633528146482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Qq7TRKMfbU/SnovcC0VAzI/AAAAAAAAAJA/w39UtQBgGqE/s72-c/2010-nissan-cube-37.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5955829787189041663.post-660741434299637620</id><published>2009-08-05T17:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T17:18:26.212-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Identity</title><content type='html'>Okay, I took the plunge and guess what? I started a new blog under the name Emily LoRe, on which I post my makeup projects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://emilylore.blogspot.com"&gt;Here it is!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5955829787189041663-660741434299637620?l=emilyjacobson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyjacobson.blogspot.com/feeds/660741434299637620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emilyjacobson.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-new-identity.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5955829787189041663/posts/default/660741434299637620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5955829787189041663/posts/default/660741434299637620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyjacobson.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-new-identity.html' title='My New Identity'/><author><name>Emily Jacobson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12792979633528146482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5955829787189041663.post-3184123145663493809</id><published>2009-07-30T19:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T20:01:49.573-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pseudonym'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='name'/><title type='text'>forays with oars</title><content type='html'>OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;I'm having trouble committing to my new name. I really need to start a blog/website for a starter portfolio, but I don't want to work under the name Emily Jacobson. I'm pretty sure I want to use the name Emily LoRe.&lt;br /&gt;LoRe is an old family name, from the Italians. My stepfather is concerned that people will pronounce it lore, rhyming with oar. I don't think so, if the R is capitalized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the question: would people be more likely to rhyme it with "oar" or "foray"?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5955829787189041663-3184123145663493809?l=emilyjacobson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyjacobson.blogspot.com/feeds/3184123145663493809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emilyjacobson.blogspot.com/2009/07/forays-with-oars.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5955829787189041663/posts/default/3184123145663493809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5955829787189041663/posts/default/3184123145663493809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyjacobson.blogspot.com/2009/07/forays-with-oars.html' title='forays with oars'/><author><name>Emily Jacobson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12792979633528146482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5955829787189041663.post-5091712250102319141</id><published>2009-07-30T17:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T17:42:58.741-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome, Me!</title><content type='html'>Hello, I've just started this blog. And I'm very excited and a little nervous about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to talk about a hairstyle that's been obsessing my mind lately. Sometimes, when I think of a fad or fashion (current or not) that I find particularly ugly, I start twisting it around in my mind, wanting to find some way to make it appealing and, well, awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's ugly fashion turned trendy: the mullet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've just always taken it for granted that the mullet it one of those things from the past that almost everyone agrees was a mistake, and the few who don't concur are those people who actually wear them. Now I haven't by any means changed my opinion on the regular type of mullet that pops into your head when you hear the word, but one day something happened, I don't know what, and I stopped myself from automatically dismissing this hairstyle as I've always done. It may have been that my own hair had reached one of those dreaded awkward stages, having been a short bob grown out a couple inches, and I was turning over in my mind ways i could reshape it. and now I'm obsessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so obsessed, in fact, that I took a pair of scissors into the bathroom with me, set up a second mirror so I could see the back of my head, and took a couple hours hacking A LOT of layers into my hair. The result: the hair at the nape of my neck is a few inches past my ears, and the hair on the crown of my head is only a couple inches long. This story has a happy ending: I love it.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I shouldn't have made this post until I took pictures of my hair, but I apologize and promise to get some up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Qq7TRKMfbU/SnI8fSibfAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/wcMlXJoYqi8/s1600-h/mullet-wig.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Qq7TRKMfbU/SnI8fSibfAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/wcMlXJoYqi8/s320/mullet-wig.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364416614401539074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, I think it works! You can't have it too short in the front like the standard 80's mullet:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AWFUL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/Emily/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Qq7TRKMfbU/SnI9RE7rMMI/AAAAAAAAAAg/fv3wbY4pNTI/s1600-h/great-web-hair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 235px; height: 295px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Qq7TRKMfbU/SnI9RE7rMMI/AAAAAAAAAAg/fv3wbY4pNTI/s320/great-web-hair.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364417469742788802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if you get more of a gradation of layers, and keep some of it a little longer in front and really just go for a more shaggy look, it can be quite short on top:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COOL&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;All the girls in my drawings have this hairstyle lately, and once I scan some in I'll get those up, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some more pictures of cool shags I found:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Qq7TRKMfbU/SnJBOoub2II/AAAAAAAAAA4/ksEIIzmq9OM/s1600-h/shag_maintenance.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 258px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Qq7TRKMfbU/SnJBOoub2II/AAAAAAAAAA4/ksEIIzmq9OM/s320/shag_maintenance.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364421825857837186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Qq7TRKMfbU/SnJCaK1gIII/AAAAAAAAABI/CE28F_1DN38/s1600-h/long-hairstyles-bangs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 232px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Qq7TRKMfbU/SnJCaK1gIII/AAAAAAAAABI/CE28F_1DN38/s320/long-hairstyles-bangs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364423123504472194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Qq7TRKMfbU/SnJB11MyArI/AAAAAAAAABA/pf3ggFvbTFY/s1600-h/2007_resident_evil_extinction_001+-+Copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 317px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Qq7TRKMfbU/SnJB11MyArI/AAAAAAAAABA/pf3ggFvbTFY/s320/2007_resident_evil_extinction_001+-+Copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364422499221242546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I love Milla Jovovich's hair in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Resident Evil 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5955829787189041663-5091712250102319141?l=emilyjacobson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyjacobson.blogspot.com/feeds/5091712250102319141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emilyjacobson.blogspot.com/2009/07/welcome-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5955829787189041663/posts/default/5091712250102319141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5955829787189041663/posts/default/5091712250102319141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyjacobson.blogspot.com/2009/07/welcome-me.html' title='Welcome, Me!'/><author><name>Emily Jacobson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12792979633528146482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Qq7TRKMfbU/SnI8fSibfAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/wcMlXJoYqi8/s72-c/mullet-wig.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
