<?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-15240294</id><updated>2011-04-21T18:16:53.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Samadhi</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lanasluck.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15240294/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lanasluck.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15937294724189166629</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>31</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15240294.post-115752799759175479</id><published>2006-09-06T00:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T00:35:30.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On Kerry Anne today.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Howdy howdy howdy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Now that I am a stay at home mum to be, I really have little that is exciting in my life to share with you all, other than baby related news that is!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;So the update on that front is that baby is growing well and kicking me lots! Seems he like boxing like his dad and likes to use my belly as a boxing bag! I dont mind a bit, I have to tell you dear readers that its the best feeling in the world and when he's sleeping, or not moving much I want to poke him and make him move again! Tee hee I'll have to give that habbit up before he's born! I'm about 11 weeks from the finish line now! Yay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;The cat, who has so far been lovely and gentle throughout the pregnancy, has turned this week and is being a bit of a brat - and biting me! Maybe he knows he's not going to be the only baby boy in the house and thinks its my fault? Who knows, cheeky kitty cat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;So I was reminded by hubs this morning that I used to do regular questions (eg how many times did I snooze today, what did the coffee guy say etc) but those questions are no longer fitting so I think I will have to come up with some newies... any suggestions?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Lets see... Times I peed today? Best daytime tv show? What Dr Phil said to me today? Hmmmmm no I dont think so. This takes a bit of thought.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Next post I will launch my new and improved daily questions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Til then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Smiles, and dancing in ya hearts!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15240294-115752799759175479?l=lanasluck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lanasluck.blogspot.com/feeds/115752799759175479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15240294&amp;postID=115752799759175479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15240294/posts/default/115752799759175479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15240294/posts/default/115752799759175479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lanasluck.blogspot.com/2006/09/on-kerry-anne-today.html' title='On Kerry Anne today.....'/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15937294724189166629</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-15240294.post-115595110496606853</id><published>2006-08-18T18:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T18:31:45.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back and BIG</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Well well... you thought I may have vanished from the face of the earth? Nope here I am. You probably all (all being all three of you who read this) know that I am preggers now and my "baby brains" (medical term) has interferred with my ability to blog, thus I havent posted for many months.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Ok so the last time I was here I was a workin' gal, with a lunch break, a wage and an ability to drink coffee. Now I am an unemployed whale, every second is a lunch break and dont give me coffee unless you want to see what I ate last night. But seriously, the last week's problems aside the whole pregnancy bit is very cool - and guess what?! I get a baby at the end! A baby who will become a toddler, little kid, kid, teenager and adult all with my help. Its a very cool thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;So as this subject dominates my life let me debunk a few preg related myths for y'all, and let you in on some insights..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;- "baby brains" as mensioned above is a real thing, it doesnt start when you have the baby, it starts as soon as that little bean starts sucking your brain power - basicly as soon as its made! My vocab and spelling abilities have gone out the window, as has my memory retention, so you may well find yourself repeating things to me only for me to ask you again. If this happens I apolagise and if I am using words out of context feel free to imagine your own ingenious word to say what I evidentally cant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;-staring out the window IS a legitimate way to spend a day, infact there are limitless things you can spend days looking at, so finish work as soon as you can girls, there is much looking to be done. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;- You may have once walked through a shopping centre going "ooh check out that gir'ls boots", or drive past and drool over some wicked car - things will change. These things will be replaced with "Oooh they've got the bugaboo pram, they must be loaded" or "oh look that's the latest baby bjorn!" Be prepared to be excited about sales on nappies, to feel joy over washing related success and for an early night to be in bed before 9. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;This is just the first instalment but I must go now, as I go to something with which I have a love hate relationship - the toilet. Thats right peeing will become a hated but regularly indulged passtime. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Belly say hi (I can interpret kicks like morse code)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;big love in ya hearts. xx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15240294-115595110496606853?l=lanasluck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lanasluck.blogspot.com/feeds/115595110496606853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15240294&amp;postID=115595110496606853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15240294/posts/default/115595110496606853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15240294/posts/default/115595110496606853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lanasluck.blogspot.com/2006/08/im-back-and-big.html' title='I&apos;m back and BIG'/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15937294724189166629</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-15240294.post-114342728050780976</id><published>2006-03-26T18:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T20:48:14.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leavin' on a jet plane..</title><content type='html'>Well the youngest of the tribe flew the nest on Saturday night. Yup my lil sis Sarah has gone overseas.  I have decided that i HATE the stupid silver doors at the airport, why cant we go through them and watch her board the plane? Bastards. Anyway it was emotional for all involved and Im not ready to say much else about it at this stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6495/1404/1600/the3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6495/1404/320/the3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love you Sarah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15240294-114342728050780976?l=lanasluck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lanasluck.blogspot.com/feeds/114342728050780976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15240294&amp;postID=114342728050780976' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15240294/posts/default/114342728050780976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15240294/posts/default/114342728050780976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lanasluck.blogspot.com/2006/03/leavin-on-jet-plane.html' title='Leavin&apos; on a jet plane..'/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15937294724189166629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15240294.post-114048116316881901</id><published>2006-02-20T15:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T16:19:26.536-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lana and the ants</title><content type='html'>Once there was a girl called Lana. She had a love for all living things except for a few.. these being spiders, ants and other general bugs. Even though she disliked these critters she didnt like to see them killed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spiders, except for an unlucky few, stayed away from her, other bugs had the sense to keep there distance.. then there was the ants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The attack of the ants started many years ago when Lana, an innocent teenager, was living in a cheap rental with an ant problem.. One  day while in the shower suddenly Lana was horrified to see ants pouring out of the gap beside the hot water tap.. the hot water system being on was turning their nest into a sauna! This lead to days of cold showers for fear of burning the ants until one fateful day she could shower cold no more. She got into the shower, turned on the hot tap and waited for the ants to run out. And run out they did. Reminiscent of the sinking of the titanic, ants were throwing themselves off the walls, plunging to their death, rithing in agony. Clearly this would have a scaring effect on Lana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Year after traumatised year Lana managed to live relatively ant free until in a small shoebox in Carnegie the ants launched their revenge. They invaded all of the small flat from wardrobe to tv, laptop to, yes, shower. Lana wishes to apolagise to all the ants for the tragic circumstances surrounding the Beaumaris masacre and begs them to get out of her drawers, pants, off her stereo and to please please stay away from the bathroom. All she wants is to live in harmony with the ants.. her in her house and them...somewhere else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6495/1404/1600/ants.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6495/1404/200/ants.jpg" alt="" 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/15240294-114048116316881901?l=lanasluck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lanasluck.blogspot.com/feeds/114048116316881901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15240294&amp;postID=114048116316881901' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15240294/posts/default/114048116316881901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15240294/posts/default/114048116316881901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lanasluck.blogspot.com/2006/02/lana-and-ants.html' title='Lana and the ants'/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15937294724189166629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15240294.post-113920571713835783</id><published>2006-02-05T21:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T22:01:57.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love and other mushie stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6495/1404/1600/Petals.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6495/1404/200/Petals.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, long time no see....er write....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well here we are Feb 2006! Guess what? &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Im a wife! &lt;/span&gt;I have been for 2 weeks and one day now.. Wow. The wedding was beautiful and thanks to all of you who were there! What a majikal day xxx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a wife isnt too much different from being a girlfriend, weddings how ever do make people go crazy, the madness of my loopy loopy family is just starting to settle down.. my wedding has made my sister decide to elope when the time comes!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went away to the Whitsundays and I highly highly recommend it, the Great Barrier Reef was an amazing experience - we saw Nemo! It was so amazing floating around on the deep deep ocean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband (!!!!!!) is my absolute superman, who would have thought that I could love him more than I did!!! It gets bigger and bigger day by day and I am blessed to have such an angel in my world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a mushie post!!!!! Ok to the trad basics-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Times I snoozed this morning:&lt;/span&gt; 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Song I woke up singing: &lt;/span&gt;Bedoin Song - Lior&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Things coffee boy said: &lt;/span&gt;He didnt! I havent been there at all this year... Ive been drinking lots of lovely cups of tea (holy crap I am turning into an old married lady)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Other interesting things:&lt;/span&gt; My cat was soooo gorgeous sleeping by my feet when I woke up, boss away for the next 2 days wooo! Time to go home yeeaaahhhhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love and dancing in ya hearts&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15240294-113920571713835783?l=lanasluck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lanasluck.blogspot.com/feeds/113920571713835783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15240294&amp;postID=113920571713835783' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15240294/posts/default/113920571713835783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15240294/posts/default/113920571713835783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lanasluck.blogspot.com/2006/02/love-and-other-mushie-stuff.html' title='Love and other mushie stuff'/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15937294724189166629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15240294.post-113451533941004217</id><published>2005-12-13T13:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T15:10:42.180-08:00</updated><title type='text'>When? Wednesday.</title><content type='html'>Heya, how ya doin' out there in computer land?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Times I snoozed this morning:&lt;/span&gt; Well my new alarm goes off every 5 mins!! Soo errr... 5 snoozes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Song I woke up singing:&lt;/span&gt; Fishman's woman - Ameliana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Train incident:&lt;/span&gt; Big bump on tracks made me hit my head on the wall, its always dangerous just before Caulfield station - I shouldn't have let me guard down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Work incident:&lt;/span&gt; Set the alarm off.. turns out you shouldn't push "memory" in the middle of the code number....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Non ratings time tv I watched last night:&lt;/span&gt; two, one is about some mystery deep sea creature..forgotten the name of it..and the second one was "Ghost whisperer" so bad it was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Things to avoid over the next few weeks:&lt;/span&gt; SHOPS... has anyone noticed that christmas shoppers are crazier than usual this year?? If you do decide to brave it I recomend wearing some kind of protective armour otherwise you could end up injured like I almost was in the reject shop- copping an elbow to the ribs. I think the lady thought that of all the 5 bays of same christmas lights I might buy the only good box or the one that I was reaching for must be really special. Infact maybe I should take it as a compliment to my taste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well time to get some work done..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big smiles and love to ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better off dancing..&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/15240294-113451533941004217?l=lanasluck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lanasluck.blogspot.com/feeds/113451533941004217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15240294&amp;postID=113451533941004217' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15240294/posts/default/113451533941004217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15240294/posts/default/113451533941004217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lanasluck.blogspot.com/2005/12/when-wednesday.html' title='When? Wednesday.'/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15937294724189166629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15240294.post-113278231337452155</id><published>2005-11-24T08:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T13:45:13.390-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Voice of an angel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6495/1404/1600/emiliana.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6495/1404/320/emiliana.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night we went to see Emiliana Torrini. What a beautiful girl with the voice of an angel. I thank the world Emiliana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:-1;"&gt; You said I began&lt;br /&gt;This messy state of love affair&lt;br /&gt;And I drink too much and smoke too fast&lt;br /&gt;And this city's cleared my innocence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coffee is pouring out my ears&lt;br /&gt;It’s the only thing they have in here&lt;br /&gt;And my heart stops beating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when it stops it stops&lt;br /&gt;My heart stopped beating&lt;br /&gt;And when it stops it stops&lt;br /&gt;My heart stopped beating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number tree still on my plate&lt;br /&gt;I heard the trains are running late&lt;br /&gt;And I laugh out loud&lt;br /&gt;My life is a mess&lt;br /&gt;I have gone too far&lt;br /&gt;In my lifelessness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another coffee it’s on the house&lt;br /&gt;The poor girl look is on the owners spouse&lt;br /&gt;And my heart stopped beating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when it stops it stops&lt;br /&gt;My heart stopped beating&lt;br /&gt;And when it stops it stops&lt;br /&gt;My heart stopped beating&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:-1;"&gt;Outside your house&lt;br /&gt;To make a scene&lt;br /&gt;In my head you grabbed me passionately&lt;br /&gt;But the lights are out&lt;br /&gt;And in an hour I walked on home&lt;br /&gt;In the pouring shower&lt;br /&gt;Lost my keys in front of me&lt;br /&gt;My neighbor's smile he’s handing me&lt;br /&gt;The blackest coffee you will ever see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my hearts stopped beating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when it stops it stops&lt;br /&gt;My heart stopped beating&lt;br /&gt;And when it stops it stops&lt;br /&gt;My heart stopped beating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15240294-113278231337452155?l=lanasluck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lanasluck.blogspot.com/feeds/113278231337452155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15240294&amp;postID=113278231337452155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15240294/posts/default/113278231337452155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15240294/posts/default/113278231337452155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lanasluck.blogspot.com/2005/11/voice-of-angel.html' title='Voice of an angel'/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15937294724189166629</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-15240294.post-113253166507449694</id><published>2005-11-21T11:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T16:07:45.083-08:00</updated><title type='text'>More juicy goodness</title><content type='html'>Juice number 3:&lt;br /&gt;a taste of honey&lt;br /&gt;as you fall in love in again&lt;br /&gt;sweeter than sunshine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juice number 4:&lt;br /&gt;hold my hand stranger&lt;br /&gt;just wait until the daylight&lt;br /&gt;adore a new day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you juicy peeps&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15240294-113253166507449694?l=lanasluck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lanasluck.blogspot.com/feeds/113253166507449694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15240294&amp;postID=113253166507449694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15240294/posts/default/113253166507449694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15240294/posts/default/113253166507449694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lanasluck.blogspot.com/2005/11/more-juicy-goodness.html' title='More juicy goodness'/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15937294724189166629</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-15240294.post-113209022638959567</id><published>2005-11-16T08:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T13:30:26.400-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LoopyLu</title><content type='html'>Hey y'all, when I say y'all, I am talking to all three or four of you who read my blog, and to each and every one of you I say..hey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A miracle hath occured!! I once again can partake in the worthiest of beverages..coffee. You may not know, dear readers, that for a few months I have been uninterested, nay, unable to drink the lifesaving elixir, but this morning Sam I Am called to me while I was on the train. And I did walk, trance like, to the counter and ordered not a syrupy sweet chai, but a coffee brewed hot and perfect. And now I am awakened by its caffine kick and warmed to the belly by it perfect drinking temperature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Other interesting fact to do with coffee experience this morning....&lt;/span&gt; coffee boy (ay, Sam) is participating in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Movember &lt;/span&gt;(for those not in the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mo&lt;/span&gt; - hahaha i kill me - &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;www.movember.com.au&lt;/span&gt;) and poor ol' Sammy despite this being his 8th day of growth has a naught but a 5oclock shaddow where the begginings of a mo should be. To his credit his shaddow is growing into a nice handlebar shape to be proud of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a lovely Leunig bit to share today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Summer Palace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make a garden in your pocket.&lt;br /&gt;Plant your cuffs with radishes and rocket.&lt;br /&gt;Let passionfruit crawl up your thigh.&lt;br /&gt;Grow some orregano in your fly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make a steamy compost of you fears.&lt;br /&gt;Trickle irrigate your life with tears.&lt;br /&gt;Let your troubled mind become a trellis.&lt;br /&gt;Turn you heart into a summer palace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;How devine huh? More to come today kiddies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Good Morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/15240294-113209022638959567?l=lanasluck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lanasluck.blogspot.com/feeds/113209022638959567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15240294&amp;postID=113209022638959567' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15240294/posts/default/113209022638959567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15240294/posts/default/113209022638959567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lanasluck.blogspot.com/2005/11/loopylu.html' title='LoopyLu'/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15937294724189166629</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15240294.post-113202434148297079</id><published>2005-11-15T14:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T19:12:21.493-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Those crazy juicy fruiters</title><content type='html'>I have had juice twice lately that has come with a little poemish type thing, and sensible or not I like them so I thought I'd share:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juice 1&lt;br /&gt;"shattered light sharpens&lt;br /&gt;slicing kind, enticing mine&lt;br /&gt;split on barren moon"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juice 2&lt;br /&gt;"cool azure ocean&lt;br /&gt;beads shine on seal smooth skin lights&lt;br /&gt;tempting salty licks"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you odd juicers for keeping me intrigued while consuming a delicious beverage.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15240294-113202434148297079?l=lanasluck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lanasluck.blogspot.com/feeds/113202434148297079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15240294&amp;postID=113202434148297079' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15240294/posts/default/113202434148297079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15240294/posts/default/113202434148297079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lanasluck.blogspot.com/2005/11/those-crazy-juicy-fruiters.html' title='Those crazy juicy fruiters'/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15937294724189166629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15240294.post-113099111183215298</id><published>2005-11-03T15:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-02T20:30:37.240-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love In</title><content type='html'>Today I want to fill most post with love because its so easy to get stuck in the negative stuff in life (like the BASTARD trains this morning) and there are plenty of things that I LOVE that should be more focused on by me so I thought I'd start a bit of a list...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; -&lt;/span&gt; real chai when its all spicy in your belly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mangos&lt;/span&gt; - infact I just saw a guy downstairs with hair exactly the same colour as mango and it made me smile at the mere thought of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Yoga&lt;/span&gt;- do you think you can count it as a sport because I can be good at it when I practice- yes I can touch my toes and I love that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;My boi&lt;/span&gt;- he goes to the top of the list really because I mean wow there is no one in the world like him and the last few weeks have tested every ounce of him and still he loves me even when I accidentally get champagne on the roof and don't wash it off, and when I've taken too many of my meds and am loopy, and every other second of every day- that's how much I love him back. And more! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Summer&lt;/span&gt; - I may have been as hot hell last night but I love the sun and the smell of flowers and the heat, also I love day light savings!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;My family&lt;/span&gt; - My mum and sister and the best I could ask for. My sis rang me just now in between her two 3 hour law exams to say hi. My mum is such a support and has loved me since before I was born, she knows me back to front and inside out and there's no hiding anything from her!! I am proud to come from a long line of strong women with my aunts and cousins included- and snaps to my Gran who turns 85 this Saturday - same day as me - and we will continue the tradition that has been since I was born where I ring and say "hi gran! happy birthday!" and she giggles and giggles and says "happy birthday little darling". Also a mension to my dad who doesn't get me but loves me anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Melbourne&lt;/span&gt; - St Andrews market, flute playing man in the morning at flinders st and guitar guy in the arvo, st kilda - artist garden, beach, soul mama, richmond- all of it!, lanes and alleys and gardens and beaches and ocean views and country smells- it rocks the socks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;My friends&lt;/span&gt;- I am blessed. Andree who comes under family and friend - she always knows what to say, and always has time to say it, she's my wedding and everything else guru, and she lets me be auntie to her angel daughter. Teja for being a bundle of joy and making everything ok when I get to cuddle her. Mr and Mrs B who are fun whether its chasing down drunk drivers or falling asleep on their loungeroom floor. AhW (/'_')/ for making hard stuff musical, and being great to dance with. Joely as I've said before who puts up with my madness daily and doesn't even pull faces when I do something stupid, and always validates me no matter how irrational my thoughts are. Jessebella who is my wingman (or wingchick as the case may be) even if we're miles apart or haven't spoken for months. DaveP for random texts of loveliness and persisting even when I'm a mess. Tricky for reminding me of the sunshine even if he's in the dark. Kate who's spending her hard earned dough to come out from NZ for the wedding. And all my other beautiful friends.. you make my world go round. I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Animals &lt;/span&gt;- my Jet who is cheeky and beautiful and is the best pseudo son a mother could want, Harrison and Eugene who crack me up with their neurosies, Wonton - the finch at the furniture store in Victoria street- always up for a chat. The parrot who tried to eat my pear at the pet shop. Nina for being so sweet and Ned for being so silly. Risky who is so snuggly. Elephants, wales, seals, dolphins, bears, monkeys, koalas, rabbits, mice, goats, cows, horses (speshly when I pat the clysdales on swaston st), giraffes, hippos, penguins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Plants&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Trees&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Skys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Water, water, water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cups of tea made by someone else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ipod shuffle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Red Wine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Salsa dancing classes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hippys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Babies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pillows &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thongs (the shoes not the knickers!!)&lt;br /&gt;Nana naps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um.. so you see dear reader I love many many things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here ends my love in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better off dancing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Big love to ya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15240294-113099111183215298?l=lanasluck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lanasluck.blogspot.com/feeds/113099111183215298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15240294&amp;postID=113099111183215298' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15240294/posts/default/113099111183215298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15240294/posts/default/113099111183215298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lanasluck.blogspot.com/2005/11/love-in.html' title='Love In'/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15937294724189166629</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15240294.post-112847928546619783</id><published>2005-10-05T00:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T19:28:05.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my cup runeth over with laundry water, cold water and tea</title><content type='html'>Hello darlings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday purely by accident our washing machine flooded our entire bedroom, and part of our lounge room. Now all the furniture from the bedroom is in the loungeroom (which dear friends let us not forget is the size of a shoe box) and there are these massive fans blowing the carpet dry. What an adventure! If you stand in front of them you almost get blown backwards, and I tried to dry some shoes that were caught in the flood in front of one and it &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;flung&lt;/span&gt; them to the otherside of the room! Oh the drama! The cat is freaked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was writing a very indepth email and concerntrating very hard when suddenly i &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;flung&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;my arm to the side to knock over the full glass of water on my desk wetting my leg, my chair, the floor and of course my desk. I swore a bit as I was quite parched and cleaned the water up except for the patch on my chair that wont dry so that everyone thinks I have peed my pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I was on the phone and again became possessed by some uncontrolable urge to &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;fling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;my arm and knock over my cup of tea right where the water had been only minutes earlier. The plus side to this is that my room now has a woody tea smell which will help dissuede people from thinking I peed my pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My co worker thinks I shouldnt be allowed near liquids.&lt;br /&gt;Thus endeth the post for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big luv to ya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15240294-112847928546619783?l=lanasluck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lanasluck.blogspot.com/feeds/112847928546619783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15240294&amp;postID=112847928546619783' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15240294/posts/default/112847928546619783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15240294/posts/default/112847928546619783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lanasluck.blogspot.com/2005/10/my-cup-runeth-over-with-laundry-water.html' title='my cup runeth over with laundry water, cold water and tea'/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15937294724189166629</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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15240294.post-112839836885918877</id><published>2005-10-04T14:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T20:59:28.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tinkerbell tuesday</title><content type='html'>Hi Kids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Times I snoozed:&lt;/span&gt; TWICE- record! I even got up and had time to wash my hair properly, dont ask me how I did it....sorry for ringing cuz Andree while trying to snooze the first time at 6.20...ooops sorry. Then I rang my friend in perth at 8.30 our time 6.30 his time....sorry Tomek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Song I woke up singing:&lt;/span&gt; T-shirt weather- The Lucksmiths&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Weird thing that happened:&lt;/span&gt; Boss man gave us some flowers for our hard work...that hasnt happened before....hmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Lyric for the moment:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If you're feeling that its just too much- just take a breath and hold on tight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Excited about:&lt;/span&gt; Lunch sitting out in the sun....gotta a lunch date with the boi..I love lunch dates!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just put two posters on my wall in my office that were probably printed in the 90's when "new age" was the cool thing, but boss has had them sitting around and I needed some pretty colours to brighten up the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;beige&lt;/span&gt; walls I have stare at usually. One says ATTITUDE- Wherever you go, go with all your heart- Confucius  but it has the most beautiful blue ocean and a whales tale splashing out! The other one says OPPORTUNITY&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Do not follow the path. Go where there is no path and begin the trail- Ashanti Proverb. It has the coolest rainforrest picture with a secret little path between the trees made of stone like its been there a gazillion years... like a secret garden! They are daggy but pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;LUNCH TIME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might write more later cuz this is a really good focus for me today so that Im distracted from the anxiety beast who shall hence forth be known as... slime bag. (**Note slime bag's name is subject to chacnge when i feel like it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big luv to ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lu&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15240294-112839836885918877?l=lanasluck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lanasluck.blogspot.com/feeds/112839836885918877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15240294&amp;postID=112839836885918877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15240294/posts/default/112839836885918877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15240294/posts/default/112839836885918877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lanasluck.blogspot.com/2005/10/tinkerbell-tuesday.html' title='Tinkerbell tuesday'/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15937294724189166629</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-15240294.post-112830389611202672</id><published>2005-10-03T23:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T18:45:26.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday, monday...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;So its time for a decent post. Excuse, dear readers (all 4 of you!), the recent lack of entries, I havent been to well..but its time to get back to buisness!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Times I snoozed this morning:&lt;/span&gt; I dont remember doing it once but I woke up an hour after my alarm had gone off...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Good train moments:&lt;/span&gt; Well I missed it so wait around for the next one gave me a second to wake up properly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Weird bit of dream I remember: &lt;/span&gt;Think I was in too much of a drugged up state to dream...or remember them anyway!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Coffee boy comment:&lt;/span&gt; I'm giving myself a coffee break so there wasnt one but I saw him as I was crossing the road AND he wasnt wearing a hat. Doesnt he understand what change does to a girl???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Other good bits:&lt;/span&gt; Being too hot in my big coat....summer is coming!!! Reading a good book &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Spiritual Survival and the City&lt;/span&gt; some food for thought, cd player at work is working and I got to it before boss man could put on fleetwood mac and I am listening to some good tunes... drinking lots of water...water...water...water. Had a nice chat last night to a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fab&lt;/span&gt; dood who made me remember that I'm not the only one out there - thanks ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also big thanks to my boi who forgave me for being a nutcase this morning and acussing him of pinching my atm card, giving me $20 then I found it buried in my handbag.. and he still said I was a beautiful angel. He rocks the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Handbags remind me of something I havent done in a while.... the crazy and fun contents of Lu's bag markII:&lt;br /&gt;Bag of meds, camera (flat batteries), aviator sunnies, 4 lipglosses, perfume, 60thousand bobbypins, some crystals, lots of floating receipts, pens, magick, various tea bags.... hmmm its not as interesting as last time hey? I NEED TO ACCUMULATE SOME JUNK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having a chai tea now....ooohhh the joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;What Im listening to now:&lt;/span&gt; Pete Murray (i love you pete!!!!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Where I'd rather be:&lt;/span&gt; looking at the ocean with my feet in the water, or sitting in my new fairy tree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Hours til I finish:&lt;/span&gt; errr about 5.5 urgh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you are all sparkly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Close my eyes and send my love and some sparkles and spirit  to Bali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better off dancing, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;wish you were with us&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Big Luv To Ya xxxx&lt;br /&gt;ps there is no magick in my handbag, just a little wish for some!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15240294-112830389611202672?l=lanasluck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lanasluck.blogspot.com/feeds/112830389611202672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15240294&amp;postID=112830389611202672' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15240294/posts/default/112830389611202672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15240294/posts/default/112830389611202672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lanasluck.blogspot.com/2005/10/monday-monday.html' title='Monday, monday...'/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15937294724189166629</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-15240294.post-112825539389790246</id><published>2005-10-02T22:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T05:16:33.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Fairy Hi</title><content type='html'>Hey gals and pals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a quicky and a big *****hi******* to Fabian and the Dnet doods for being great tonight.&lt;br /&gt;I'll see you in the tree!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big Luv To Ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're Better off Dancing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15240294-112825539389790246?l=lanasluck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lanasluck.blogspot.com/feeds/112825539389790246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15240294&amp;postID=112825539389790246' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15240294/posts/default/112825539389790246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15240294/posts/default/112825539389790246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lanasluck.blogspot.com/2005/10/big-fairy-hi.html' title='Big Fairy Hi'/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15937294724189166629</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-15240294.post-112726070936865777</id><published>2005-09-21T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T16:58:39.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Waaaaaaa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6495/1404/1600/spam%20man.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6495/1404/400/spam%20man.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting spamish replies to my posts... how do I stop them??? Damn you SPAM MAN...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15240294-112726070936865777?l=lanasluck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lanasluck.blogspot.com/feeds/112726070936865777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15240294&amp;postID=112726070936865777' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15240294/posts/default/112726070936865777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15240294/posts/default/112726070936865777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lanasluck.blogspot.com/2005/09/waaaaaaa.html' title='Waaaaaaa'/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15937294724189166629</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15240294.post-112718923146433891</id><published>2005-09-20T14:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-19T21:15:15.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i love you hippo baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6495/1404/1600/turtle-hippo2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6495/1404/320/turtle-hippo2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh lookit! &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.energywave.com/about-us/turtles/turtle-hippo-story.htm"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.energywave.com/about-us/turtles/turtle-hippo-story.htm"&gt;Read it!&lt;/a&gt;  Oh oh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15240294-112718923146433891?l=lanasluck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lanasluck.blogspot.com/feeds/112718923146433891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15240294&amp;postID=112718923146433891' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15240294/posts/default/112718923146433891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15240294/posts/default/112718923146433891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lanasluck.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-love-you-hippo-baby.html' title='i love you hippo baby'/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15937294724189166629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15240294.post-112589415287385478</id><published>2005-09-07T09:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T16:50:07.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here comes the sun do do do doo</title><content type='html'>Heya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the little blue bird who has never said a word starts to sing "spring! spring!".. what a glorious &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;sunshiney&lt;/span&gt; weekend it was, I am so pleased that winter is over and I was just told it will be 24 on thursday! That makes me&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; SO HAPPY!&lt;/span&gt; Yay for the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;sun&lt;/span&gt;. On Sunday I wore thongs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;What I'm listening to now:&lt;/span&gt; The Smiths&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Where I'd rather be:&lt;/span&gt; Anywhere in the sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to breifly say WE TOLD YOU SO to America who has done what we all knew it would and begin to implode. Im sorry for the people stuck in that horrible situation, maybe now everyone will realise what a unforgivable incompetant idiot Bush is and the world can start to change. I accidentally got sucked into a current affair last night on Sunday. The images were horrible. The girl who hosts the show and throws to the segments was rediculous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you need me just look into your pocket and there I will be.. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sleeping&lt;/span&gt;.. heheee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;sunshine&lt;/span&gt; kids- I am!&lt;br /&gt;Dance dance dance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big luv to ya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15240294-112589415287385478?l=lanasluck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lanasluck.blogspot.com/feeds/112589415287385478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15240294&amp;postID=112589415287385478' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15240294/posts/default/112589415287385478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15240294/posts/default/112589415287385478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lanasluck.blogspot.com/2005/09/here-comes-sun-do-do-do-doo.html' title='Here comes the sun do do do doo'/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15937294724189166629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15240294.post-112503432954142975</id><published>2005-08-26T15:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T22:32:09.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>That Friday Feeling</title><content type='html'>I've got that Friday feeling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Times I snoozed&lt;/span&gt;.. Lots :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Song that I woke up singing&lt;/span&gt;: Bannana Pancakes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;What coffee gal said this morning&lt;/span&gt;: Hiya, skinny cap?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Hat she was wearing&lt;/span&gt;: Pink and fuzzy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Things that are good today&lt;/span&gt;: Chai! I had one! SO GOOD! Boss is going away for 2 whole weeks. Jack Johnson is providing a cruisy Friday soundtrack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I am sending out appreciation to my friends and family. Thanks to my cousin Andree for talking to me last night and reminding me that I'm ok. Thanks to my mum and sis for getting excited and coming to look at dresses tonight. Thanks to Mr&amp;amp;Mrs B for being our most dear and lovely friends who I hope will soon be our neighbours. Thanks to AMaryWebb for just being an allround sweetheart- when will you come for dinner? Thanks to HG for keeping me politically informed and in the loop. Thanks to Joely for putting up with my crazies on a daily basis. Most of all thank you to the boi who is my number one support and makes me feel pretty when my hair is greasy and I have mascara smudged everywhere, loves me when I'm bitchy, laughs when I'm dorky and is going to marry me in 4 months and 28 days! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for the friday dance (/^_^/) (\^_^\) wooooooooooooo.&lt;br /&gt;Have a rockin weekend kiddies and I'll catch you soon I hope... no boss next week- no having to hide email/blog writting woooooooo......fun for the whole family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big luv to ya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15240294-112503432954142975?l=lanasluck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lanasluck.blogspot.com/feeds/112503432954142975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15240294&amp;postID=112503432954142975' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15240294/posts/default/112503432954142975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15240294/posts/default/112503432954142975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lanasluck.blogspot.com/2005/08/that-friday-feeling.html' title='That Friday Feeling'/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15937294724189166629</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-15240294.post-112477932147151017</id><published>2005-08-23T16:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T23:42:01.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ohh Oww</title><content type='html'>Howdy howdy howdy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did a pump class at the gym on Sunday for the first time ever, bejeezuz do my muscles hurt! Yesterday I could barely sit down but today my "ooh" "ouch" 's have been a little more controlable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took me far to long just to write that in bits and peices- its time to go home!&lt;br /&gt;Happy Annevarsary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're better off dancing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big Luv to ya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15240294-112477932147151017?l=lanasluck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lanasluck.blogspot.com/feeds/112477932147151017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15240294&amp;postID=112477932147151017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15240294/posts/default/112477932147151017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15240294/posts/default/112477932147151017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lanasluck.blogspot.com/2005/08/ohh-oww.html' title='Ohh Oww'/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15937294724189166629</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-15240294.post-112449364232658822</id><published>2005-08-20T09:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T23:18:55.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its so cute!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6495/1404/1600/cat%20dress.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6495/1404/320/cat%20dress.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Best&lt;/span&gt; website of the week award goes to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.stuffonmycat.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15240294-112449364232658822?l=lanasluck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lanasluck.blogspot.com/feeds/112449364232658822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15240294&amp;postID=112449364232658822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15240294/posts/default/112449364232658822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15240294/posts/default/112449364232658822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lanasluck.blogspot.com/2005/08/its-so-cute.html' title='Its so cute!'/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15937294724189166629</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-15240294.post-112441957876928826</id><published>2005-08-19T15:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-18T22:52:11.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday I'm Fine</title><content type='html'>Well its finally friday and man am I happy about that (apolagies to those of you who have to work weekends!), I get to do one of my favorite things- sleep til I wake up naturally, oh the joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Times I snoozed this morning:&lt;/span&gt; I dont know, I know that I did but I must have turned it off and gone back to sleep cuz I woke up with 10 minutes to leave for my train.. err crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Coffee news:&lt;/span&gt; Still havent tried the real chai but the thought of it is keeping me going thru til lunch time. There was no coffee boy today, there was 2 coffee girls. What the hell.. dont they know how much we dont like change? The coffee was good tho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good weekend kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spend more time dancing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big luv to ya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15240294-112441957876928826?l=lanasluck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lanasluck.blogspot.com/feeds/112441957876928826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15240294&amp;postID=112441957876928826' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15240294/posts/default/112441957876928826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15240294/posts/default/112441957876928826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lanasluck.blogspot.com/2005/08/friday-im-fine.html' title='Friday I&apos;m Fine'/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15937294724189166629</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15240294.post-112432798310731651</id><published>2005-08-18T11:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T18:19:43.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday on my mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Snoozed:&lt;/span&gt; Yup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Coffee boy: &lt;/span&gt;Has been replaced by another coffee boy and coffee girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Coffee news:&lt;/span&gt; They have REAL CHAI.. Woooo Not syrup, REAL happy happy joy joy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Good stuff:&lt;/span&gt; The boi all nervous off to start his new job like a preppie, gorgeous pink sunrise through my bathroom window, dont have to drive to st andrews to get real chai (!!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Weird dream bits I remember:&lt;/span&gt; They were so weird to do with ex step parents being druggies and old houses and people from the past..ugh weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I am on the second day of some medication changes and I feel all vague. Its odd and I dont like it but its all for a good cause- feeling better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bag felt exceptionally heavy this morning, I hardly ever look in there so I decided to see what it in there that made it a pain to carry today...&lt;br /&gt;2 water bottles - 1ltr empty, 600ml full; makeup bag; yoghurt for breaky; apple; container of seeds; lunch box with lunch in it; cardiagan; gloves; book &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Poisonwood Bible&lt;/span&gt;; umbrella; sunglasses; moisturizer (so thats where it is!), 2 deoderants; vitamins; wedding notebook; empty coin purse; 2 plastic bags; 2 spoons; various bits of paper; headband; big issue; diary. I also have my handbag which has about 3 lipglosses, spare camera batteries (not my camera tho!) purse keys blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holy crap I have too much stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance dance dance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big luv to ya&lt;br /&gt;Lana&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15240294-112432798310731651?l=lanasluck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lanasluck.blogspot.com/feeds/112432798310731651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15240294&amp;postID=112432798310731651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15240294/posts/default/112432798310731651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15240294/posts/default/112432798310731651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lanasluck.blogspot.com/2005/08/friday-on-my-mind.html' title='Friday on my mind'/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15937294724189166629</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-15240294.post-112416383924470822</id><published>2005-08-15T20:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T20:43:59.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye Ruby Tuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6495/1404/1600/Jeteyes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6495/1404/320/Jeteyes.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is my cat Jet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Times I snoozed this morning:&lt;/span&gt; Dont want to tell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Weird bit of dream I remember:&lt;/span&gt; Doing a pump class taught by Arnold Swartzaneggar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Other stuff:&lt;/span&gt; I can see my pink sock through the hole in the end of my sneaker. The sun is out! Time for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a facinating life I do lead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15240294-112416383924470822?l=lanasluck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lanasluck.blogspot.com/feeds/112416383924470822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15240294&amp;postID=112416383924470822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15240294/posts/default/112416383924470822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15240294/posts/default/112416383924470822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lanasluck.blogspot.com/2005/08/goodbye-ruby-tuesday.html' title='Goodbye Ruby Tuesday'/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15937294724189166629</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-15240294.post-112406496194238804</id><published>2005-08-15T16:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-14T23:02:54.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tell me why I dont like...</title><content type='html'>Song I woke up singing: I was to cold to sing I just went "bbbrrrrrr..."&lt;br /&gt;Times I snoozed this morning: 4 (5 if you count being awake but not getting up!)&lt;br /&gt;Minutes I was late for work: 55&lt;br /&gt;Times I will ever drive on Kings Way again: NONE! DAMN YOU KINGS WAY!&lt;br /&gt;What the coffee boy said this morning: Nothing- I didnt have one!&lt;br /&gt;Weekend fun: Pauly's birthday- fun with the whole gang. Juanita going back to Perth..I'll miss you! Playing Ninja turtles and digimon with Dion. Drooling over Mateja and Caytlin. Time with boi-o oohhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well today has been a funny one and I havent much to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucksmiths line of the moment "I've got nothing on today. Which is not to say I'm naked. Im just sans plans."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're better off dancing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big luv to ya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15240294-112406496194238804?l=lanasluck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lanasluck.blogspot.com/feeds/112406496194238804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15240294&amp;postID=112406496194238804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15240294/posts/default/112406496194238804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15240294/posts/default/112406496194238804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lanasluck.blogspot.com/2005/08/tell-me-why-i-dont-like.html' title='Tell me why I dont like...'/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15937294724189166629</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-15240294.post-112382458933420954</id><published>2005-08-12T15:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T22:31:18.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucksmiths for the arvo</title><content type='html'>Its already Friday and soon it'll be Friday night,&lt;br /&gt;and if you've got something planned,&lt;br /&gt;I suppose I'll understand.&lt;br /&gt;But give me half an hour and I'll meet you in the garden.&lt;br /&gt;I'll probably be waiting under the Rotunda if its raining.&lt;br /&gt;And some where near the seesaw if its not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Friday!&lt;br /&gt;Big luv to ya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15240294-112382458933420954?l=lanasluck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lanasluck.blogspot.com/feeds/112382458933420954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15240294&amp;postID=112382458933420954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15240294/posts/default/112382458933420954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15240294/posts/default/112382458933420954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lanasluck.blogspot.com/2005/08/lucksmiths-for-arvo.html' title='Lucksmiths for the arvo'/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15937294724189166629</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-15240294.post-112379872061439782</id><published>2005-08-12T09:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T16:06:20.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TGI Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Song I woke up singing:&lt;/span&gt; Something about "windmills" and "oogie boogie.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Weird bit of dream I remember:&lt;/span&gt; Doing a camando roll out a window&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Times I snoozed this morning:&lt;/span&gt; 5 (50 mins- all time record!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Good train moment:&lt;/span&gt; Listening to Jay and The Doctor interviewing Jim Rose and Bebe and squirming in my seat at some of the acts mentioned&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;What the coffee boy said this morning:&lt;/span&gt; a whole lot about going to the races with his dad, getting dressed up, betting 20c each way this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Hat he was wearing:&lt;/span&gt; Brown beanie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Other good bits:&lt;/span&gt; The magnolia starting to bloom in my street, coffee sweet sweet coffee goodness, friday friday friday friday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ode to Sam the Coffee Boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Sam, dear Sam-&lt;br /&gt;I stumble to your plastic haven of warmth and  caffeine.&lt;br /&gt;You decifer my groggy mumbles with a smile and entertaining hat.&lt;br /&gt;The coffee hits my veins like an intravenous drip-&lt;br /&gt;I depart confidently into the world as you greet your next customer.&lt;br /&gt;Sam I am- reviving Collins st, one coffee at a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY PAULY!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Better off dancing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big luv to ya&lt;br /&gt;Squeek squeek, flap flap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/15240294-112379872061439782?l=lanasluck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lanasluck.blogspot.com/feeds/112379872061439782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15240294&amp;postID=112379872061439782' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15240294/posts/default/112379872061439782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15240294/posts/default/112379872061439782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lanasluck.blogspot.com/2005/08/tgi-friday.html' title='TGI Friday'/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15937294724189166629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15240294.post-112372215566047010</id><published>2005-08-11T22:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T19:34:22.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday morning round up</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Song I woke up singing this morning:&lt;/span&gt; Dirty Jeans - Magic Dirt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Times I snoozed this morning:&lt;/span&gt; 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Good train moment: &lt;/span&gt;Seeing blue sky outside the window&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;What the coffee boy said this morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; Nothing. He wasnt there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Hat coffee girl was wearing today:&lt;/span&gt; Pink fluffy one with ear flaps and tassels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Other good bits:&lt;/span&gt; Train running on time, cofffeeeeeee, having a lunch date today (this is the third lunch date in a row- how lucky am i??? thanks to h-bomb and juanita for the last 2 days dates), coconut body wash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started my refresh senior first aid certificate last night. Im all caught up with the DRABC bit so if anyone is planning on being unconcious just let me know and I'll be there. Joely and I are also working on a way that with the help of our static causing carpet here in the office and enough scuffing we can become human defibrillators.. I'll keep you posted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucksmiths line of the day: "Coffee cups, promises- sure! But Ive never broken bones before!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Where I'd rather be right now: &lt;/span&gt;Hawaii&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm better off dancing&lt;br /&gt;Big luv to ya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15240294-112372215566047010?l=lanasluck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lanasluck.blogspot.com/feeds/112372215566047010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15240294&amp;postID=112372215566047010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15240294/posts/default/112372215566047010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15240294/posts/default/112372215566047010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lanasluck.blogspot.com/2005/08/thursday-morning-round-up.html' title='Thursday morning round up'/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15937294724189166629</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-15240294.post-112362974523836359</id><published>2005-08-10T09:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T16:54:23.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday morning report</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Song I woke up singing:&lt;/span&gt; Other side - RHCP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Weird bit of dream I remember:&lt;/span&gt; Doing Adam Sandler impressions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Times I snoozed this morning:&lt;/span&gt; 5 (50 mins- crap!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Good train moment:&lt;/span&gt; The cute twin guys sleeping on the train and making faces in their sleep at each stop. Then leaping up and off the train at Spencer St.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;What the coffee boy said this morning:&lt;/span&gt; "Yeah I'm not too shabby, cant complain."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Hat he was wearing:&lt;/span&gt; Big fuzzy head warming band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Other good bits:&lt;/span&gt; Blue sky and sun when I thought it was going to hail. Coffee, oh my god cofee. Boss not in the office today. No clients for a bit so I can do this. Friendly Big Issue man at the lights. Flute playing guy under Elizabeth st end of station has dyed his hair and beard bright red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I am giving a big finger to the train peeps for cancelling my train. I can understand if its running late but how can a whole train just not show up? Especially when it means the next one is a fricken stops all stations loop train and wont be arriving for another 22 mins!! One day you'll get it right and I'll jump up out of my wheel chair and do a dance. I have been amusing myself in the morning for the past few weeks by pulling crazy faces at all the security cameras I can see at Flinders Street but this morning they got no more than a grease. Should my train appear tomorrow then I will consider resuming my routine face pulling but I'm affraid they will just have to prove themselves. Thanks to my scruffy haired boi for getting out of bed and driving me to another station so I could get to work on time ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;What I'd rather be doing right now:&lt;/span&gt; Sitting somewhere quiet sipping coffee watching the world going past and being still for a minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're all better off dancing.&lt;br /&gt;Big love to ya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15240294-112362974523836359?l=lanasluck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lanasluck.blogspot.com/feeds/112362974523836359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15240294&amp;postID=112362974523836359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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with the smell of wine,&lt;br /&gt;and cigarettes&lt;br /&gt;She says she'll clean it up some times,&lt;br /&gt;but she forgets.&lt;br /&gt;She paints her nails and draws the blinds,&lt;br /&gt;I draw a deeper breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And downstairs she says&lt;br /&gt;"I swear I'll cut off all my hair."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And every night's the night before,&lt;br /&gt;after a while.&lt;br /&gt;A breakfast bowl on the bathroom floor,&lt;br /&gt;a broken tile.&lt;br /&gt;Red eyed she stumbles through the door,&lt;br /&gt;she doesnt smile.&lt;br /&gt;And neither do I!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is where I live,&lt;br /&gt;I know she is on her own.&lt;br /&gt;This is not my home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upstairs its a different story,&lt;br /&gt;everdays like Sunday morning,&lt;br /&gt;and the sun begins to shine.&lt;br /&gt;Theres a tree outside my window,&lt;br /&gt;brilliant green and golden yellow,&lt;br /&gt;and the happiness is mine.&lt;br /&gt;Im Fine.&lt;div 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mood'/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15937294724189166629</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-15240294.post-112355075636756846</id><published>2005-08-09T11:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T18:25:56.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Newby</title><content type='html'>I'm new to all this so this is a test really..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Heya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15240294-112355075636756846?l=lanasluck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lanasluck.blogspot.com/feeds/112355075636756846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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