<?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-5028976</id><updated>2011-04-21T12:30:46.647-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blondies Life</title><subtitle type='html'>The life of a blonde, Californian princess</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legallyblondelaura.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5028976/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legallyblondelaura.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02717806899387583884</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>19</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5028976.post-95381051</id><published>2003-06-06T11:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-06T11:46:16.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's been awhile. I don't know if I have much to say but when do I ever have anything important to say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in need of a new pair of chanel earrings. I just don't know what ones I want. hmm...such important decisions I make in my life! I really can't tell how I make them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;LAURA'S QUOTE OF THE DAY!!&lt;br /&gt;I cannot think well of a man who sports with any woman's feelings; and there may often be a great deal more suffered than a stander-by can judge of.&lt;br /&gt;~Jane Austen, Mansfield Park&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So true!&lt;br /&gt;TTFN! ;)&lt;br /&gt;Laura&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5028976-95381051?l=legallyblondelaura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5028976/posts/default/95381051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5028976/posts/default/95381051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legallyblondelaura.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95381051' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02717806899387583884</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5028976.post-92741627</id><published>2003-04-16T15:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-16T15:32:32.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow. I'm a bad blogger. I haven't updated in awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I'm eating baby carrots. So good. But in the back of my head I'm wondering "will I turn orange if I eat too many?". I don't think I am the only person who heard this growing up. It's like the "if you eat a watermelon seed, you will grow one in your stomach" rumor. Personally I'd rather turn orange. I'd be like a hilton sister! (fake and bake orangey tan, in case you don't know who these girls are.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Laura's Quote of the Day!!&lt;br /&gt;A living doll, everywhere you look. It can sew, it can cook, It can talk, talk, talk. . . . My boy, it's your last resort. Will you marry it, marry it, marry it. &lt;br /&gt;~Sylvia Plath (1932-1963)&lt;br /&gt;  "The Applicant" (1963) &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN! ;)&lt;br /&gt;Laura&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5028976-92741627?l=legallyblondelaura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5028976/posts/default/92741627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5028976/posts/default/92741627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legallyblondelaura.blogspot.com/2003_04_13_archive.html#92741627' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02717806899387583884</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5028976.post-92251078</id><published>2003-04-08T16:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-08T16:02:03.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ahhh. I have 4 minutes left until I get to go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My keys are stuck because i spilled soda on them a week ago. grrr. i need a new keyboard because its almost impossible for me to use this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will write more tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;TTFN! ;)&lt;br /&gt;Laura&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5028976-92251078?l=legallyblondelaura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5028976/posts/default/92251078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5028976/posts/default/92251078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legallyblondelaura.blogspot.com/2003_04_06_archive.html#92251078' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02717806899387583884</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5028976.post-92071766</id><published>2003-04-05T20:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-06-06T11:39:20.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ewewewewwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5028976-92071766?l=legallyblondelaura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5028976/posts/default/92071766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5028976/posts/default/92071766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legallyblondelaura.blogspot.com/2003_03_30_archive.html#92071766' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02717806899387583884</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5028976.post-91789826</id><published>2003-04-01T12:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-04-01T12:03:09.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;I am very indecisive....&lt;/b&gt;Ok, this morning I talked myself into agreeing to go to Tahoe. And just a couple of minutes ago I talked myself out of it. I keep imagining all those trees surrounding that stupid lake and the mini vegas in the middle of it all. And all of these happy cyclists cycling around the stupid, annoying lake. The only reason I'd go is for the party the last night of the trip but it's really not worth it for 2 days of boredom. Just when it starts to get good you have to get on a plane and go back home. Anyway, I'd rather spend my time on another, much more exciting and special trip ;) So now I have to tell my friend that I have changed my mind once again (while she beats me with her chanel bag for being so indecisive) and if I agree to go again in the next couple of days, just to ignore me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going shopping tonight. I don't really need anything but whatever. When does any woman go to the mall when they need something. I never have to go to the mall when I need a new dress. I've probably got 5 in my closet that I haven't worn yet. Also, no freak men better hit on me today at the mall. I am in end-of-pms mode and it's not pretty. I give myself another 12 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You can't start worrying about what's going to happen. You get spastic enough worrying about what's happening now. &lt;br /&gt;~Lauren Bacall &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5028976-91789826?l=legallyblondelaura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5028976/posts/default/91789826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5028976/posts/default/91789826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legallyblondelaura.blogspot.com/2003_03_30_archive.html#91789826' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02717806899387583884</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5028976.post-91744399</id><published>2003-03-31T17:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-31T17:16:14.560-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;I have cramps today..... &lt;/b&gt; Bah Humbug! lol!! There are some days in a blondes life where things aren't always pink and happy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend keeps trying to talk me into going to Lake Tahoe. I forgot to tell her today I can't go. I hope she didn't book my ticket. The sad thing is, the tickets are free. The hotel room is free...there is just so much freaking nature in Tahoe I can't take it! Trees everywhere. You're like surrounded by trees in this mini wannabe Vegas. I went last year and while I had fun partying, the rest of the time was just blah! And I need to save my $ to buy my plane ticket to see someone special! heheheheheheeeeeeeeeeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;LAURA'S QUOTE OF THE DAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;"I was in love with a beautiful blonde once. She drove me to drink; that's the one thing I'm indebted to her for." &lt;br /&gt;~W.C.Fields&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if I've ever driven anyone to drinking!? Hmmmmmmmmmm...I can see it happening.&lt;br /&gt;TTFN! ;)&lt;br /&gt;Laura&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5028976-91744399?l=legallyblondelaura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5028976/posts/default/91744399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5028976/posts/default/91744399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legallyblondelaura.blogspot.com/2003_03_30_archive.html#91744399' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02717806899387583884</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5028976.post-91682695</id><published>2003-03-30T19:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-06-06T11:50:19.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>EWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5028976-91682695?l=legallyblondelaura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5028976/posts/default/91682695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5028976/posts/default/91682695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legallyblondelaura.blogspot.com/2003_03_30_archive.html#91682695' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02717806899387583884</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5028976.post-90875309</id><published>2003-03-17T12:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-06-06T11:49:25.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's raining here. It's 63 degrees outside and I am freezing. :0( Poor me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought a Chanel bag on Friday night. I saw it in Neimans in the Chanel Boutique and told the girl to wrap that puppy up! This has majorly depleted my $ for the next week and a half...but it was worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAURA'S QUOTE OF THE DAY! &lt;br /&gt;Love is - seeking to make another person happy. &lt;br /&gt;--Unknown &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True, true...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K I'm busy today...so I better go!&lt;br /&gt;TTFN! ;)&lt;br /&gt;Laura&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5028976-90875309?l=legallyblondelaura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5028976/posts/default/90875309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5028976/posts/default/90875309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legallyblondelaura.blogspot.com/2003_03_16_archive.html#90875309' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02717806899387583884</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5028976.post-90626417</id><published>2003-03-12T19:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-12T19:12:53.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;The French sure make better movies than Hollywood!&lt;/b&gt; I am totally and completely in love with this movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.reel.com/movie.asp?MID=7742"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's called "Queen Margot". I swear, every French movie I've ever seen I've fallen in love with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been in a happy/corny mood lately. I feel like something good might happen? Ugh I don't know. This something good better be much more fun than buying Chanel jewelery!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;LAURA'S QUOTE OF THE DAY!!&lt;br /&gt;Women are cursed, and men are the proof.&lt;br /&gt;Rosanne Barr&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN! ;)&lt;br /&gt;Laura&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5028976-90626417?l=legallyblondelaura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5028976/posts/default/90626417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5028976/posts/default/90626417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legallyblondelaura.blogspot.com/2003_03_09_archive.html#90626417' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02717806899387583884</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5028976.post-90472752</id><published>2003-03-10T11:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-10T13:07:22.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;I have been so bad at updating this thing....&lt;/b&gt;It's not like anyone reads it though! LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mouth tastes horrible. I changed my toothpaste and it's just so nasty. The new toothpaste has eucalyptus in it. blech! Nasty. I am not using it again. I'm not even going to talk about it because it just grosses me out! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have my acupuncture appointment scheduled for Thursday but I had this bad dream last night about it. The acupuncturist was coming at me with these huge needles in this dirty spa..saying it would hurt....ahhhh I am on the verge of cancelling. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;LAURA'S QUOTE OF THE DAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;After a break-up, certain street, locations, even times of day are off-limits.  The city becomes a deserted battlefield, loaded with emotional landmines.  You have to be very careful where you step or you could be blown to pieces.   &lt;br /&gt;-Carrie, SATC&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG that is so true. Step into the wrong place and you can end up making a phone call you really shouldn't be making. Take it from me... (though in my defense I have been pretty strong and uncaring lately :p )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN! ;)&lt;br /&gt;Laura&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;					&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5028976-90472752?l=legallyblondelaura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5028976/posts/default/90472752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5028976/posts/default/90472752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legallyblondelaura.blogspot.com/2003_03_09_archive.html#90472752' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02717806899387583884</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5028976.post-89869476</id><published>2003-02-27T16:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-10T11:23:46.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;I can't make myself work..&lt;/b&gt; My fingers keep moving and ending up at www.eluxury.com. Laura needs to stop spending money. I need to be stopped. Somebody stop me! Ahahaha! I'm going mad thinking of shopping and all the things I absolutely NEED. I NEED a new treadmill because it would be such a bore to have to exercise outside. The horror! Running through dog poo, the rain, ugly men driving by and stopping to flirt with me. Enough of that! This gross, gross man stopped me once when I was running and I lied and told him I was 17. He must've been freaking blind to believe me but whatever. All that matters is that he left me alone. What else does Laura need? I need that Tag watch I've been eyeing on www.ashford.com. There is no reason for it..I just NEED it. I also need 2 pairs of diamond studs. One white gold (hey I'd settle for platinum though! :p) and one yellow gold. The studs I have are too small, at least imo. I'm sure there are many other things I absolutely need but I can't think of any of them off the top of my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;LAURA'S QUOTE OF THE DAY!&lt;br /&gt;There are a number of mechanical devices which increase sexual arousal, particularly in women. Chief among these is the Mercedes-Benz 380SL. &lt;br /&gt;--Lynn Lavner &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teehee&lt;br /&gt;TTFN! ;)&lt;br /&gt;Laura&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5028976-89869476?l=legallyblondelaura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5028976/posts/default/89869476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5028976/posts/default/89869476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legallyblondelaura.blogspot.com/2003_02_23_archive.html#89869476' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02717806899387583884</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5028976.post-89817934</id><published>2003-02-26T20:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-26T20:32:14.293-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/b&gt; Laura is bored tonight. BOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBORED......Do you understand? WHY can't anything exciting happen to me. Exciting things happened to Bridget Jones and I am much more fun than she was in that book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been shopping online for...don't laugh....a meditation cd. I need to relieve my stress in some way. I'm also thinking of going for acupuncture next week. AND also thinking of fasting for a few days to cleanse my system. My Mother thinks I am a nut job. Whatever. It scares me though. When I start to get wrinkles am I going to go crazy over surgery and end up looking like Michael Jackson..Wacko Laura?! Lord please take me young so nobody can remember me wrinkly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;LAURA'S QUOTE OF THE DAY!&lt;br /&gt;If women didn't exist, all the money in the world would have no meaning.&lt;br /&gt;Aristotle Onassis.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe. My kind of man. He knew what to spend his money on.&lt;br /&gt;TTFN ;)&lt;br /&gt;Laura&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5028976-89817934?l=legallyblondelaura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5028976/posts/default/89817934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5028976/posts/default/89817934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legallyblondelaura.blogspot.com/2003_02_23_archive.html#89817934' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02717806899387583884</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5028976.post-89728332</id><published>2003-02-25T11:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-25T11:50:23.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;I am such a naughty girl&lt;/b&gt; *evil giggle* Ok maybe I am not so naughty but I'd &lt;b&gt;LIKE &lt;/b&gt;to be naughty. Naughty girls have all the fun. Oh well. I am doomed to be goody goody for the rest of my life. Maybe I'll be reincarnated as a bad girl and have some fun in my next life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to add a section for comments to my blog but even though Cat sent me the link dumb, blonde Laura can't figure out how to do it. Not like anyone would want to read my narcissistic blog anyway. hehe. Maybe I'm on my way to being a naughty girl. They're always narcissists. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;LAURA'S QUOTE OF THE DAY!&lt;br /&gt;"I like to have a martini, &lt;br /&gt;Two at the very most. &lt;br /&gt;After three I'm under the table, &lt;br /&gt;After four I'm under my host!" &lt;br /&gt;-Dorothy Parker&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me paying homage to all bad girls everywhere. ;) And now I'd like a martini, a bed, and........my videos of Ab Fab. &lt;br /&gt;TTFN! ;)&lt;br /&gt;Laura&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5028976-89728332?l=legallyblondelaura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5028976/posts/default/89728332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5028976/posts/default/89728332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legallyblondelaura.blogspot.com/2003_02_23_archive.html#89728332' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02717806899387583884</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5028976.post-89514401</id><published>2003-02-21T12:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-21T12:10:17.010-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Hello Dahling&lt;/b&gt;....I have a hangover today. 2 mixed drinks and I have a hangover. I'm such a lightweight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really interesting to people watch when you go out for a night with your friends. I went out last night with Christina and we were just sitting at a booth and having a couple of drinks. It's been a long time since I've been single so it feels weird. I don't think I like it. It's like a meat market out there and all the buyers are in their 50's with salt and pepper hair. All I can say is EW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These 2 old men were staring at us. They kept walking in front of our table and laughing really loud to get our attention. They'd laugh, then turn around to see if we were looking at them and we'd turn our heads as quickly as possible so as not to make eye contact. When you make eye contact you've dug your own grave. They try to  talk to you. So my eyeballs are about ready to pop out of my head because I was rolling them so much while whipping my head around. Maybe that's why my head hurts today. Anyway, I drank my drink and we left asap so they couldn't try to strike up a conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. Where are all the cute 20 something guys? I know the answer to this. They're out with their girlfriends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;LAURA'A QUOTE OF THE DAY!&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wonder if men and women really suit each other. Perhaps they should live next door and just visit now and then." -- Katharine Hepburn &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with that I'll say goodbye!&lt;br /&gt;TTFN! ;)&lt;br /&gt;Laura&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5028976-89514401?l=legallyblondelaura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5028976/posts/default/89514401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5028976/posts/default/89514401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legallyblondelaura.blogspot.com/2003_02_16_archive.html#89514401' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02717806899387583884</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5028976.post-89106106</id><published>2003-02-14T11:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-14T11:18:51.480-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Well today is V-Day &lt;/b&gt;:p My friend and I were talking about this day. I think all women, even those in relationships, hate V-Day. Last year I remember thinking "I can't wait until this day is over!" because you go into it with sooooo many expectations and for some reason they are never met. Maybe my expectations have been too high? Nah. It's just a day right? It's like any other Friday. I'll try to keep thinking that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was kind of dissapointed I didn't hear from him this morning. Ok, I know I didn't want to hear from him, but part of me did! Breaking it down into percentages, yesterday 90% of me didn't want to hear from him but $10% did. And today 95% of me wants to hear from him, but 5% doesn't. Ok Laura, think about something happier! :0) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;LAURA'S QUOTE OF THE DAY!&lt;br /&gt;One does not like to generalize about so many people all at once, Mr. Knightley, but you may be sure that men know nothing about their hearts, whether they be six-and-twenty, or six-and-eighty.&lt;br /&gt;-Emma, from Jane Austen's "Emma"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So suitable for the day! That's all I have to say about this quote ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, my head is filled with work stuff so I better go and let it out!&lt;br /&gt;TTFN! ;)&lt;br /&gt;Laura&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5028976-89106106?l=legallyblondelaura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5028976/posts/default/89106106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5028976/posts/default/89106106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legallyblondelaura.blogspot.com/2003_02_09_archive.html#89106106' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02717806899387583884</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5028976.post-89061785</id><published>2003-02-13T16:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-13T16:34:28.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's raining here in San Diego. I like the rain! It's nice to have the weather cold every once in awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone gave me flowers today. They smell so good. The carnations smell so sweet, almost like cinnamon candy! Weird! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought Valentines Day presents for my family today. I hope to God I don't hear from HIM tomorrow. I don't need my weekend ruined. Every time he calls I start getting sick and can't eat for days. It's not that our relationship was unhealthy, he just needs some therapy. I hope he gets it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway here's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;LAURA'S QUOTE OF THE DAY!&lt;br /&gt;"It is a truth universally acknowledged&lt;br /&gt;that a single man in possession of a good fortune must be in want of a wife." &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I have to go home now and brave the rainy San Diego streets. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN!&lt;br /&gt;:) Laura&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5028976-89061785?l=legallyblondelaura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5028976/posts/default/89061785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5028976/posts/default/89061785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legallyblondelaura.blogspot.com/2003_02_09_archive.html#89061785' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02717806899387583884</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5028976.post-88928821</id><published>2003-02-11T12:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-11T12:11:20.063-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;I'm feeling better today...&lt;/b&gt;besides the fact that I feel like I have to puke. It's that vanilla tea I just drank. I had to get the cup away from my nose. The smell is irritating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a basketball game tonight at SDSU. I might go. Sports are so boring. But it's raining today in San Diego and there's really nothing much else to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;LAURA'S QUOTE OF THE DAY!&lt;br /&gt;"I always say, a kiss on the hand might feel very nice, but a diamond tiara lasts forever." &lt;br /&gt;- Lorelei Lee (Marilyn Monroe) from Gentlemen Prefer Blondes.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a diamond tiara! I've wanted one for so long. I think every girl should have one to wear around the house ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's almost Valentines Day. I'm dreading valentines day. Almost every woman I know is dreading Valentines Day. Single women hate Valentines Day. It's just another holiday the money hungry man has made up to make us feel like less if we don't have someone to take us out that night and spend money on us. To make myself feel better I think I will go out that night and buy something. A valentines gift for myself. Why do we put so much worth into a day? It's a day like any other. What makes Valentines day different from any other day? If you're in a relationship every day should be special! That's how it is for me anyway. It's disguised as a holiday to remind men that they need to appreciate us, though in truth it's supposed to remind women that our biological clocks are ticking. I know I'm only 25 and I shouldn't be thinking like this but I can't help it. I feel like I'm wasting precious wrinkle free time! I'm usually an optomist, but when it comes to men lately I am a pessimist. I don't understand them. They feel so differently than we do. They can pretend we don't exist by sitting around and picking their butts, scratching their beer bellies and burping (in reality I would never date a man like this. I'm just being mean because they confuse me)...but we can never stop thinking about them! If there is a problem in a relationship you can bet the woman is sitting around taking it piece by piece and overanalysing. And what's the man doing? Going out drinking with his friends. I will never understand them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrote about wrinkles above. That is the number 2 worry in women. #1 is men, #2 is wrinkles. We worry about men and that gives us wrinkles. We worry about wrinkles and that gives us wrinkles! I'm not going to get into this any further...it will make my face contort and wrinkle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the #1 worry in women is men, #2 is wrinkles and #3 is fat. I think for some women #2 and #3 are interchangable. But for me, fat isn't so much of a worry. I'm a size 6  and a vegan so I really don't have to diet or worry about what I eat. There are times I look in my mirror and think "Oh my God! I look so fat today!" I was looking in my car mirror this morning and wondering if they do face lipo. I think my cheeks are too big. I'm bored with my face. I want to do something to it. I asked my mom if she thought I should get collagen injections in my lips. They don't last very long. She looked at me like I was beyond nuts. My mom has no wrinkles, she's the type of woman who talks about surgery but will never get it because she doesn't need it. I think I should just stay away from the plastic surgeon. I get addicted to things easily and I don't want to end up looking like Michael Jackson. And anyway, that brings me back to worry #2. Would collagen injections in my lips stretch them out too much and make them prone to wrinkles?? Maybe I'll get highlights instead. That has no added worries attached to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN! :)&lt;br /&gt;Laura&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5028976-88928821?l=legallyblondelaura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5028976/posts/default/88928821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5028976/posts/default/88928821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legallyblondelaura.blogspot.com/2003_02_09_archive.html#88928821' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02717806899387583884</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5028976.post-88865308</id><published>2003-02-10T11:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-10T11:28:45.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;What a bad beginning to the week...&lt;/b&gt;my hamster, Muffy Lagerfeld, passed away early this morning after midnight. She was the sweetest little thing, like a little cottonball. Muffy was an albino Russian Dwarf hamster. Very tame, she'd purr when I'd bring her out and hold her. I miss her already. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have cramps, I'm crabby and sad. This is not going to be a good week. Things are not pink in my world today. More like bright red and irritating. I've had this to-do list sitting on my desk since the middle of last week. Somehow I keep adding to it and not crossing anything off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to get myself into a better mood. Listen to some Destiny's Child. &lt;i&gt;I don't think you ready for this jelly&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelly,&lt;br /&gt;Can you handle this?&lt;br /&gt;Michelle,&lt;br /&gt;Can you handle this?&lt;br /&gt;Beyoncé,&lt;br /&gt;Can you handle this?&lt;br /&gt;I don't think&lt;br /&gt;They can handle this&lt;br /&gt;Barely move,&lt;br /&gt;We've arrived&lt;br /&gt;Lookin' sexy,&lt;br /&gt;Lookin' fly&lt;br /&gt;Baddest chick,&lt;br /&gt;Chick inside&lt;br /&gt;DJ, jam tonight&lt;br /&gt;Spotted me a tender thang&lt;br /&gt;There you are,&lt;br /&gt;Come on baby&lt;br /&gt;Don't you wanna&lt;br /&gt;Dance with me&lt;br /&gt;Can you handle,&lt;br /&gt;Handle me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You gotta do much better&lt;br /&gt;If you gone&lt;br /&gt;Dance with me tonight&lt;br /&gt;You gotta work your jelly&lt;br /&gt;If you gone&lt;br /&gt;Dance with me tonight&lt;br /&gt;Read my lips carefully&lt;br /&gt;If you like what you see&lt;br /&gt;Move, groove, prove&lt;br /&gt;You can hang with me&lt;br /&gt;By the looks I got you&lt;br /&gt;Shook up and scared of me&lt;br /&gt;Hook up your seatbelt,&lt;br /&gt;It's time for takeoff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think you&lt;br /&gt;Ready for this jelly&lt;br /&gt;I don't think you&lt;br /&gt;Ready for this jelly&lt;br /&gt;I don't think you&lt;br /&gt;Ready for this&lt;br /&gt;'Cause my body too&lt;br /&gt;Bootylicious for ya babe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think you&lt;br /&gt;Ready for this jelly&lt;br /&gt;I don't think you&lt;br /&gt;Ready for this jelly&lt;br /&gt;I don't think you&lt;br /&gt;Ready for this&lt;br /&gt;'Cause my body too&lt;br /&gt;Bootylicious for ya babe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, can you handle this?&lt;br /&gt;Baby, can you handle this?&lt;br /&gt;Baby, can you handle this?&lt;br /&gt;I don't think you&lt;br /&gt;Can handle this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm about to break you off&lt;br /&gt;H-town goin hard&lt;br /&gt;Lead my hips,&lt;br /&gt;Slap my thighs&lt;br /&gt;Swing my hair,&lt;br /&gt;Square my eyes&lt;br /&gt;Lookin' hot,&lt;br /&gt;Smellin' good&lt;br /&gt;Groovin' like&lt;br /&gt;I'm from the hood&lt;br /&gt;Look over my shoulder,&lt;br /&gt;I blow you a kiss&lt;br /&gt;Can you handle,&lt;br /&gt;Handle this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think you&lt;br /&gt;Ready for this jelly&lt;br /&gt;I don't think you&lt;br /&gt;Ready for this jelly&lt;br /&gt;I don't think you&lt;br /&gt;Ready for this&lt;br /&gt;'Cause my body too&lt;br /&gt;Bootylicious for ya babe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think you&lt;br /&gt;Ready for this jelly&lt;br /&gt;I don't think you&lt;br /&gt;Ready for this jelly&lt;br /&gt;I don't think you&lt;br /&gt;Ready for this&lt;br /&gt;'Cause my body too&lt;br /&gt;Bootylicious for ya babe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Move your body&lt;br /&gt;Up and down&lt;br /&gt;(Whoo)&lt;br /&gt;Make your booty&lt;br /&gt;Touch the ground&lt;br /&gt;(Whoo)&lt;br /&gt;I can't help but&lt;br /&gt;Wonder why&lt;br /&gt;(Whoo)&lt;br /&gt;Is my vibe too&lt;br /&gt;Vibealacious for you,&lt;br /&gt;Babe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shake my jelly&lt;br /&gt;At every chance&lt;br /&gt;When I whip&lt;br /&gt;With my hips you&lt;br /&gt;Slip into a trance&lt;br /&gt;I'm hoping you can&lt;br /&gt;Handle all this jelly&lt;br /&gt;That I have&lt;br /&gt;Now let's cut a rug&lt;br /&gt;While we scat some jazz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Scatting)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think you&lt;br /&gt;Ready for this jelly&lt;br /&gt;I don't think you&lt;br /&gt;Ready for this jelly&lt;br /&gt;I don't think you&lt;br /&gt;Ready for this&lt;br /&gt;'Cause my body too&lt;br /&gt;Bootylicious for ya babe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here's &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;LAURA'S QUOTE OF THE DAY&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand people who like to work and talk about it like it was some sort of goddamn duty. Doing nothing feels like floating on warm water to me. Delightful, perfect. &lt;br /&gt;Ava Gardner &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exactly..I don't understand how people like to work. Or how they make their work their life. If I could shop all day I'd be so freaking happy. Lay around the house, watch trash tv and my soaps (Passions and Days)..maybe exercise if I'm bored enough. I guess I just have a lazy personality. Now if I could just be a little more selfish I think I would be perfectly happy! j/k of course....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I better get my bootylicious little self to work. Need to cross some of that stuff off my to do list.&lt;br /&gt;TTFN! :)&lt;br /&gt;Laura&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5028976-88865308?l=legallyblondelaura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5028976/posts/default/88865308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5028976/posts/default/88865308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legallyblondelaura.blogspot.com/2003_02_09_archive.html#88865308' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02717806899387583884</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5028976.post-88724011</id><published>2003-02-07T12:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-07T14:51:04.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;I am going to the motherland tonight...The mall. &lt;/b&gt;I'm excited. There's a sort of rush when I get out of my car and walk up to the front door of Saks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what I'm going to buy yet. I want to try a Bliss face mask. But I need to learn to start saving my money and I don't think that buying a $40 face mask will be a good start to my decision to save money. And I need to check out the Prada bags at Saks and Neimans. I want to get my sister one for her birthday. I'm trying to decide between a Prada bag or one of those cute logo Coach bags. I wish I knew which she'd like more. It's always hard for me to buy presents for people because I always want to buy what &lt;b&gt;I &lt;/b&gt;would want. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;LAURA'S QUOTE OF THE DAY&lt;br /&gt;I never hated a man enough to give him diamonds back. &lt;br /&gt;Zsa Zsa Gabor &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah so true, so true. Teehee! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do like serious quotes as well. The other day I made a list of inspirational quotes (or quotes I just liked and felt were true) to hang up on a board in my office. Here's a couple of them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Why not seize the pleasure at once, how often is happiness destroyed by preparation, foolish preparations. &lt;br /&gt;Jane Austen &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of my biggest flaws. I can sit forever and plan something out perfectly. But I need to light a fire under my but to take any action!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I have never made but one prayer to God, a very short one: 'O Lord, make my enemies ridiculous.' And God granted it. &lt;br /&gt;Voltaire&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehehe *evil little laugh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Work saves us from three great evils: boredom, vice and need. &lt;br /&gt;Voltaire, Candide, 1759&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could do without work ;) but it does save from the boredom of sitting at home and watching Jerry Springer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nobody can be exactly like me. Sometimes even I have trouble doing it. &lt;br /&gt;Tallulah Bankhead&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes! I feel like this sometimes. I know who I am and I try to be the best I can be, but sometimes it is hard to keep it up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;When neither their property nor their honor is touched, the marjority of men live content. &lt;br /&gt;Niccolo Machiavelli, The Prince&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So true, so true...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;In order to be irreplaceable one must always be different. &lt;br /&gt;Coco Chanel&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too true in any situation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;No entertainment is so cheap as reading, nor any pleasure so lasting. &lt;br /&gt;Lady Mary Wortley Montagu &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So true. I can't tell how much I've spent on books in the past couple of years. I have books sitting on my bookcase that I bought a year ago...just waiting in line to be read. Then at least once a week I have a package from Amazon.com with a new shipment of books. They're like a treasure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's one of my favorite things to do, reading quotes that is. When I read them, sometimes I see things I would like to say or have thought, but have had a hard time getting out into words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's cold here in California. It's 63 and I'm freezing. Brrrrrr...I have my space heater on under my desk and I'm about to shut my office door so I can heat this room up like an oven! I should probably also get some work done before the weekend begins...&lt;br /&gt;TTFN! ;)&lt;br /&gt;Laura&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5028976-88724011?l=legallyblondelaura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5028976/posts/default/88724011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5028976/posts/default/88724011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legallyblondelaura.blogspot.com/2003_02_02_archive.html#88724011' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02717806899387583884</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></entry></feed>
