<?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-8229985252188749907</id><updated>2011-08-01T15:43:59.664-05:00</updated><category term='basketball'/><category term='morning thoughts'/><title type='text'>random on repeat</title><subtitle type='html'>some talk of video games, fashion, music, crafts, movies and the rest</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitlinbtw.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8229985252188749907/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitlinbtw.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Caitlin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hGsK2bTvHwo/Sh_5-xRrKWI/AAAAAAAAAA4/lxORfdcLT2M/S220/march22+2008+035+small.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8229985252188749907.post-8308513419215143296</id><published>2010-03-28T11:06:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T11:19:13.031-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Neka the pup.</title><content type='html'>I told Brian the only thing I wanted for my birthday last month was the permission to get a dog if I found the right one. He granted this wish and guess what, next trip to the shelter I FOUND THE PERFECT DOG. and she really is perfect. She's a chihuahua mix, 11lbs, 1 year old, house trained, crate trained, smart, playful, adorable. Only one drawback. She's heartworm positive. Ok, so I see dogs getting treated for heartworm all the time at the shelter and didn't think it was THAT big of a deal. Well of course it is. She could easily die from either the heartworm itself or the treatment to rid herself of the worms. My thoughts: 'ok, we can get through this. she'll either survive and be a great dog for another 10 years or she won't and she had a good few weeks with us'. But of course Brian does not agree. He's attached now but still looks at her as damaged goods and is convinced she's not going to make it. Right now her white blood cells are still too high to receive the intense treatment, so she's on antibiotics. We had her blood tested last week and they were STILL too high, so another 30 days of meds for her. Every once and while she won't want to eat or just stays in her crate which causes some concern. But most of the time she's bouncing around playing with her toys and chomping on Brian's toes. Whether or not she survives, I still think I found the perfect dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hGsK2bTvHwo/S6-BDRMaRPI/AAAAAAAAAC0/X7xLhOk2uTA/s1600/photo%288%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hGsK2bTvHwo/S6-BDRMaRPI/AAAAAAAAAC0/X7xLhOk2uTA/s400/photo%288%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453719566924006642" 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/8229985252188749907-8308513419215143296?l=caitlinbtw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitlinbtw.blogspot.com/feeds/8308513419215143296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caitlinbtw.blogspot.com/2010/03/neka-pup.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8229985252188749907/posts/default/8308513419215143296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8229985252188749907/posts/default/8308513419215143296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitlinbtw.blogspot.com/2010/03/neka-pup.html' title='Neka the pup.'/><author><name>Caitlin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hGsK2bTvHwo/Sh_5-xRrKWI/AAAAAAAAAA4/lxORfdcLT2M/S220/march22+2008+035+small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hGsK2bTvHwo/S6-BDRMaRPI/AAAAAAAAAC0/X7xLhOk2uTA/s72-c/photo%288%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8229985252188749907.post-2305743861424892908</id><published>2010-03-03T11:13:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T11:22:02.239-06:00</updated><title type='text'>When I grow up...</title><content type='html'>Just turned 26 the other day, and I'm really feeling the pressure to figure this 'life' out once and for all. The question mainly on my mind, 'what to be when I grow up?' has no answer. I always fought the idea of having a job to pay the bills that I don't feel passionate about, and that's exactly what has happened. I definitely (at times) enjoy my current job repairing computers, but I wouldn't call it a passion. It's a job. It pays my rent. Maybe that's what life is... realizing that paying rent is the only true purpose of a job. What happened to doing something that matters, making a difference, helping those in need? Funny how life gets in the way once it becomes all too real. The dreams get set aside for a paycheck. That's ok because my dreams are still too muffled to hear. Sometimes I want to go to vet tech school and work with animals. Sometimes I want to go back and get my MBA with a focus on computers. Sometimes I want to run off with Greenpeace and go save some whales And yet, here I sit waiting for a sign to point me in the right direction. At this point, I don't think fate has even figured out my path yet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8229985252188749907-2305743861424892908?l=caitlinbtw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitlinbtw.blogspot.com/feeds/2305743861424892908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caitlinbtw.blogspot.com/2010/03/when-i-grow-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8229985252188749907/posts/default/2305743861424892908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8229985252188749907/posts/default/2305743861424892908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitlinbtw.blogspot.com/2010/03/when-i-grow-up.html' title='When I grow up...'/><author><name>Caitlin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hGsK2bTvHwo/Sh_5-xRrKWI/AAAAAAAAAA4/lxORfdcLT2M/S220/march22+2008+035+small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8229985252188749907.post-2768242211571412424</id><published>2009-12-02T10:26:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T10:28:43.902-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And this is why I'm completely in love with Bon Iver. Maybe a little late to the game, but at least I got there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jDj44n5bjWU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jDj44n5bjWU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8229985252188749907-2768242211571412424?l=caitlinbtw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitlinbtw.blogspot.com/feeds/2768242211571412424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caitlinbtw.blogspot.com/2009/12/and-this-is-why-im-completely-in-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8229985252188749907/posts/default/2768242211571412424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8229985252188749907/posts/default/2768242211571412424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitlinbtw.blogspot.com/2009/12/and-this-is-why-im-completely-in-love.html' title=''/><author><name>Caitlin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hGsK2bTvHwo/Sh_5-xRrKWI/AAAAAAAAAA4/lxORfdcLT2M/S220/march22+2008+035+small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8229985252188749907.post-2463198280860168281</id><published>2009-11-29T21:52:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T22:50:06.873-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Movies Movies Movies!!</title><content type='html'>The time has come to catch up on the movies I missed this past summer.&lt;br /&gt;So here we go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1022603/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;500 Days of Summer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a refreshing movie from a new director. The style and concept may have been a bit 'trendy', but I was perfectly fine with that. The acting was thumbs up with Joseph Gordon-Levitt being one of my favorite 'somewhat indie' actors (awesome in both Brick and The Lookout) and Zooey Deschanel was her usual quirky self. Her character irked me a bit which tells me right there that she did a great job. I can always appreciate a director that adds artistic qualities to the production. It just makes it so much more imaginative.. so much more than just watching people act out a real life situation on film. The music was also great, and I plan on  hunting down the soundtrack. Overall, wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1182345/"&gt;Moon&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This movie was quite simplistic and yet so grandiose at the same time... if that's even possible. With pretty much only one actor, Sam Rockwell, and a talking robot voiced by Kevin Spacey, it kept my attention very well. It's a very quiet movie, with an amazing soundtrack done by the incredible Clint Mansell. Mr. Mansell is also responsible for one of my favorite soundtracks of all time, The Fountain. His pieces are so haunting and earth shattering and passionate. I've found myself near tears just listening to his work. The flick is short at only 93min. Any longer and it might have felt draggish. The actual plot is not something one can even mention without giving everything away, so I'll leave it at this- Moon kept me on the edge of my seat with it's simplicity and slowly revealing plot/theme that goes way beyond the scope of the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0417741/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blah. I never know what to say about Harry Potter movies. The action is entertaining but there is just always too much missing. Even at 2.5 hours, I felt like they didn't even explore the importance of the title! The books are too long to squish everything together into a reasonable timed movie. There should be a part 1 and 2 or something. I feel like I watched the movie and by the end barely knew what was really going on in the story. Everything was too vague and too rushed. Thankfully I read the books a few years ago, so I was able to fill in the gaps. Not sure I'd recommend the movie to anyone who hasn't already read the books. Overall, it was good not great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1049413/"&gt;Up&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How sad do Disney movies have to be, seriously!?! The opening was heartbreaking, but it overall redeemed itself. Actually, I fell asleep for the last 20min... so I guess I'll have to go back and watch it again. Hate when that happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1188729/"&gt;Pandorum&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Horribly disturbing concept, but also completely intriguing. Plus, Ben Foster doesn't have to do much to creep me out.. something about his acting is so unsettling. Or perhaps it's just the characters he plays. It was cheesy at times, and I had horrible flashbacks to the awful future in "The Time Machine" remake of 2002 (apparently futuristic human cannibals bother me). Overall I found it interesting but way too disjointed and jumpy. It was hard to follow at times and that's never the key to enjoying a movie. Not awful, not great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last but not least&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1152836/"&gt;Public Enemies&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To say I'm on the Michael Mann bandwagon is somewhat of an understatement. He can do no wrong in my book. His style is exactly what I'm drawn to in movies. Long shots, beautiful scenery, haunting scores, incredible acting. Come on people! Mann is a genius. Sometimes I watch his movies just for the cinematography, example being Miami Vice (I still barely even know the plot of that movie and I've seen it like 20x). Public Enemies could have definitely been a bit shorter. 2hour 20min is asking a LOT of my attention and ability to stay awake, but I managed. Johnny Depp and Marion Cotillard were perfect and everything lived up to my expectations. Great movie. Can't wait to watch it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still to go...&lt;br /&gt;GI Joe&lt;br /&gt;Star Trek (2nd time)&lt;br /&gt;Paper Heart&lt;br /&gt;9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what else am I missing?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8229985252188749907-2463198280860168281?l=caitlinbtw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitlinbtw.blogspot.com/feeds/2463198280860168281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caitlinbtw.blogspot.com/2009/11/movies-movies-movies.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8229985252188749907/posts/default/2463198280860168281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8229985252188749907/posts/default/2463198280860168281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitlinbtw.blogspot.com/2009/11/movies-movies-movies.html' title='Movies Movies Movies!!'/><author><name>Caitlin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hGsK2bTvHwo/Sh_5-xRrKWI/AAAAAAAAAA4/lxORfdcLT2M/S220/march22+2008+035+small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8229985252188749907.post-1039919132141238540</id><published>2009-11-27T09:32:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T10:13:33.795-06:00</updated><title type='text'>baking and walking dogs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hGsK2bTvHwo/Sw_4BjPBXqI/AAAAAAAAACI/xhlwTfSD9js/s1600/photo%288%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hGsK2bTvHwo/Sw_4BjPBXqI/AAAAAAAAACI/xhlwTfSD9js/s320/photo%288%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408814383017057954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Crafting has been set aside this past week. My mind has been elsewhere. What with the holiday and work being insane, it's hard to fit anything else in anyway. I did bake some blueberry muffins. First I baked a batch from a box (see the one on the far right in the pic). They weren't horrible, but not great either. So then I baked some from scratch. They came out AMAZING (the one on the left, if you couldn't tell). Never baking anything from a box again! Brian and I also cooked up a typical Thanksgiving dinner. We did a pretty good job for it being the first time doing it on our own. I'm excited for some turkey sandwiches later today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It's interesting how you go to the shelter to donate your time and love for animals, and you end up never wanting to leave. I've only gone twice so far, but I could easily find time every day to go. It took a ton of courage on my part just to go that first time. I ended up finally talking myself into it on Wednesday and also went yesterday. 2 days in a row, and I want to go again today before work. Only twice and this place has become a new addiction. I want to learn about all the animals, be able to know all 80 cats by name, walk any dog there without fear, get to know the staff, and then blog about everything. It's amazing how many stories can come from an animal shelter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hGsK2bTvHwo/Sw_4w7InMlI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Yf5VKSpuSFU/s1600/photo%285%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hGsK2bTvHwo/Sw_4w7InMlI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Yf5VKSpuSFU/s320/photo%285%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408815196886479442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Right now a skinny 'Toto' looking dog has my heart in pieces. She's pretty new to the shelter from what I can tell from her signage, and super scared. They call it 'shy', but to me I think she's just deathly afraid. The first time I took her out to walk she wouldn't budge. She'd just plop down and start shaking. So I picked her up, walked her around the trail and sat with her for a while. The first time she warmed up to me just fine. In fact, she didn't want to leave my lap. Yesterday, she did the same thing. Thankfully I was also able to get her to walk a few steps. When I would crouch down she'd walk to me, hesitantly of course, but still a few steps is a lot. Standing up would scare her again, so I stayed crouched for most of the time there. I hope today she's a little more brave. The day I go there and my favorite dog is adopted is going to be the toughest part of all this. But of course, that's what we are working for here. All dogs to have warm, loving homes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent some time in the cat rooms too, and the kitties in there are quite amusing. As soon as you sit anywhere in the rooms, you have a cat eyeing your lap. It's interesting that all these cats have each other, but when a person comes in the room, the sociable cats go right for them. They obviously know where treats and head scratches come from. This is a pic of the screened in porch they have set up for the cats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hGsK2bTvHwo/Sw_49o7yV6I/AAAAAAAAACY/9EGvLU3IH1A/s1600/photo%287%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hGsK2bTvHwo/Sw_49o7yV6I/AAAAAAAAACY/9EGvLU3IH1A/s320/photo%287%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408815415339145122" 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/8229985252188749907-1039919132141238540?l=caitlinbtw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitlinbtw.blogspot.com/feeds/1039919132141238540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caitlinbtw.blogspot.com/2009/11/baking-and-walking-dogs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8229985252188749907/posts/default/1039919132141238540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8229985252188749907/posts/default/1039919132141238540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitlinbtw.blogspot.com/2009/11/baking-and-walking-dogs.html' title='baking and walking dogs'/><author><name>Caitlin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hGsK2bTvHwo/Sh_5-xRrKWI/AAAAAAAAAA4/lxORfdcLT2M/S220/march22+2008+035+small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hGsK2bTvHwo/Sw_4BjPBXqI/AAAAAAAAACI/xhlwTfSD9js/s72-c/photo%288%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8229985252188749907.post-8975799838860583200</id><published>2009-11-21T22:21:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T22:47:38.318-06:00</updated><title type='text'>the volunteer high</title><content type='html'>Today was my first day (orientation day) at &lt;a href="http://www.operationkindness.org/"&gt;Operation Kindness&lt;/a&gt;, North Texas largest no kill animal shelter. I wish I took some pictures, because the place is awesome. The shelter is literally a 2min drive from my apt, actually within walking distance on a nice day. I had no idea that it was this close when I sent in my application a while ago. Guess it's a sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, orientation went pretty fast. There were a lot of volunteers there, mostly made up of  a group of 8th graders there for their honor society class, which kinda shocked me. They went over the rules, regulations, gave us a tour and introduced us to the animals. Until I do further training, I will only be working with the small dogs (no puppies either) and cats. This is definitely a good thing. I can be pretty fearful of large dogs... especially when they bark a lot and weigh the same as me.  However, I'll do the advanced training next month just to be able to work with the puppies. They actually had a ton of puppies and kittens ready for adoption. Not just all old dogs at the no kill shelter. This year they will have adopted something like 3,000 animals. Isn't that insane?? So awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So they had us all walk a small dog to get accustomed to where the leashes and collars are, the 'walk' board and the dog path that runs behind the building. It's a very rugged path through some woodsy area that I never knew existed in this part of Dallas. But then again, I don't venture out very much. I walked a small chihuahua named Papi. He wasn't very personable, but he wanted out of his cage so badly I just couldn't resist. I also spent a lot of time in the cat room. They have a screened in porch connected to the main cat room where all the friendly and healthy cats get to roam free. They just walk up to you, jump in your lap and demand attention. I was reading the book with the names and stories of all the free roaming cats and some had been there since 2006. Kinda sad, but at least they are in amazing hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a volunteer, we don't have schedules and can go by the shelter at any time as long as there is a staff member present. I think I'll go by again on Monday to see how I can really get myself involved. It was such an amazing feeling being there, and I can't wait to settle in more. I actually emailed the volunteer manager about possibly taking over the shelters Twitter account. Whoever started it stopped updating back in July. I'd love to take pics and make daily updates. We'll see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8229985252188749907-8975799838860583200?l=caitlinbtw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitlinbtw.blogspot.com/feeds/8975799838860583200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caitlinbtw.blogspot.com/2009/11/volunteer-high.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8229985252188749907/posts/default/8975799838860583200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8229985252188749907/posts/default/8975799838860583200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitlinbtw.blogspot.com/2009/11/volunteer-high.html' title='the volunteer high'/><author><name>Caitlin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hGsK2bTvHwo/Sh_5-xRrKWI/AAAAAAAAAA4/lxORfdcLT2M/S220/march22+2008+035+small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8229985252188749907.post-8297890780161569705</id><published>2009-11-18T19:40:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T20:03:06.850-06:00</updated><title type='text'>day 2b</title><content type='html'>Phew, what a day. It started off with the chai spice tea (which was super yucky bleck) and reading the sunday edition of the new york times and ended with a new pair of gloves. The entire Smashing Pumpkins discography on shuffle accompanied me along the way. I'm very pleased with my first pair of crocheted gloves. I kinda followed a pattern but kinda made up certain parts too (mostly because I wasn't sure what the pattern was saying to do). They are perfect for when I go to work on the occasionally chilly Texas morning. This way I can continue to work on pc's (not the innards of course) while my hands warm up inside. Actually, regardless of the outside temps, the store (specifically the geek squad precinct) is often freezing in the morning, plus I'm one of those 'always cold' people, so they are perfect. They are made from a really soft wool blend yarn.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hGsK2bTvHwo/SwSnF9ilJWI/AAAAAAAAAB4/5Ty5WRaJcPI/s1600/photo%284%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hGsK2bTvHwo/SwSnF9ilJWI/AAAAAAAAAB4/5Ty5WRaJcPI/s320/photo%284%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405629173612225890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This afternoon I also received an email about volunteering at Operation Kindness. I put in an application to volunteer about 3 weeks ago and was worried they denied it from the non response for so long. They finally got back to me today and are having an orientation Saturday. I'm super excited to start working with animals again (worked at petco for 4 years (best job ever)). It's been so hard living without any for so long. Like 3 years actually. That's crazy. Lets just hope this satisfies my craving and doesn't convince me to finally bring one home. It's just too hard living in a small apartment such as ours to have a dog, or even a cat. Hopefully it goes well on Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to work tomorrow. My 2 days off were immensely enjoyable but real life awaits me. Now for the rest of the Cav's game and to finish the day with some Dragon Age. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8229985252188749907-8297890780161569705?l=caitlinbtw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitlinbtw.blogspot.com/feeds/8297890780161569705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caitlinbtw.blogspot.com/2009/11/day-2b.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8229985252188749907/posts/default/8297890780161569705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8229985252188749907/posts/default/8297890780161569705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitlinbtw.blogspot.com/2009/11/day-2b.html' title='day 2b'/><author><name>Caitlin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hGsK2bTvHwo/Sh_5-xRrKWI/AAAAAAAAAA4/lxORfdcLT2M/S220/march22+2008+035+small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hGsK2bTvHwo/SwSnF9ilJWI/AAAAAAAAAB4/5Ty5WRaJcPI/s72-c/photo%284%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8229985252188749907.post-5962910069782151228</id><published>2009-11-18T10:15:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T10:50:41.017-06:00</updated><title type='text'>day 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/41CNK9CMBXL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 181px; height: 181px;" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/41CNK9CMBXL.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today is being sponsored by a new tea. I was actually looking for some Acai Berry tea made by Stash, but my local tea store (aka walmart) didn't have it. No surprise I guess. Instead I picked up some Chai Spice Black Tea by the same company. I'm starting the (late) morning off with the first cup, and it's quite aromatic. I am a tad worried for the pepper sent I'm noticing, but I'll give it a shot. I really need to stock up on some REAL tea from http://www.adagio.com/.  Bagless gourmet tea &gt; walmart tea any day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm obviously stalling. A ton of stuff to do and so limited time! At least yesterday I crossed a few things off my list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DONE&lt;/span&gt;-visit Hancock Fabrics in Plano and find some nice wool, jersey cotton, and satin stretch fabric&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DONE &lt;/span&gt;(made cupcakes with homemade icing and they were AWESOME)-buy a hand mixer and ingredients to make cupcakes or maybe cookies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DONE&lt;/span&gt;-return to the post office.. went last week on the one day it was closed (veteran's day)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also found fabric to make my leggings, but haven't started on them yet. The fabric for the pea coat is going to have to wait til I find something amazing and cheap. I'm not going to spend $20 a yard for 5 yards of fabric. I can buy a new coat for that much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I'm working on a pair of fingerless gloves I've been craving for a long time. I bought some amazingly soft charcoal colored wool yarn yesterday, and it's perfect. Now to just find the right pattern.. or make one up myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also REALLY need to play some Dragon Age. The game keeps calling my name, and I keep pretending not to hear it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure I'll do an update later on my successful completions. Crossing my fingers for a productive day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8229985252188749907-5962910069782151228?l=caitlinbtw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitlinbtw.blogspot.com/feeds/5962910069782151228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caitlinbtw.blogspot.com/2009/11/day-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8229985252188749907/posts/default/5962910069782151228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8229985252188749907/posts/default/5962910069782151228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitlinbtw.blogspot.com/2009/11/day-2.html' title='day 2'/><author><name>Caitlin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hGsK2bTvHwo/Sh_5-xRrKWI/AAAAAAAAAA4/lxORfdcLT2M/S220/march22+2008+035+small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8229985252188749907.post-8463110647300907854</id><published>2009-11-17T10:34:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T10:48:03.391-06:00</updated><title type='text'>celebrating my 2 days off holiday</title><content type='html'>So for some reason 2 weeks ago when I was making the schedule for the week of the 15th I gave myself off 2 days in a row. I don't even remember the last time this has happened, but it is a joyous occasion. It's like a mini holiday, and I plan on celebrating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 days and so much to do.&lt;br /&gt;here is my list..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-read my copy of the sunday new york times&lt;br /&gt;-catch up on some Dragon Age&lt;br /&gt;-visit Hancock Fabrics in Plano and find some nice wool, jersey cotton, and satin stretch fabric&lt;br /&gt;-start on my winter pea coat project with the wool&lt;br /&gt;-make a pair of leggings, or at least create a pattern in order to make leggings&lt;br /&gt;-buy a hand mixer and ingredients to make cupcakes or maybe cookies&lt;br /&gt;-return to the post office.. went last week on the one day it was closed (veteran's day)&lt;br /&gt;-and read some pages from The Kite Runner, which already has an awesome start&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure I'm leaving a few things out, but ultimately, that's the plan. I have high hopes for these 2 days, so lets make sure nothing screws it up too early. It's probably also good that I have yet to purchase Modern Warfare 2 or LFD2. They are just too time consuming.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8229985252188749907-8463110647300907854?l=caitlinbtw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitlinbtw.blogspot.com/feeds/8463110647300907854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caitlinbtw.blogspot.com/2009/11/celebrating-my-2-days-off-holiday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8229985252188749907/posts/default/8463110647300907854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8229985252188749907/posts/default/8463110647300907854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitlinbtw.blogspot.com/2009/11/celebrating-my-2-days-off-holiday.html' title='celebrating my 2 days off holiday'/><author><name>Caitlin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hGsK2bTvHwo/Sh_5-xRrKWI/AAAAAAAAAA4/lxORfdcLT2M/S220/march22+2008+035+small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8229985252188749907.post-8973189718647226543</id><published>2009-11-14T17:07:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T17:23:35.356-06:00</updated><title type='text'>more seconds on the clock please</title><content type='html'>Time? There is not enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is...&lt;br /&gt;wake up -&gt; work -&gt; come home -&gt; eat -&gt; video game/movie/book/craft/basketball game -&gt; sleep&lt;br /&gt;days off are for errands, cleaning and laundry.&lt;br /&gt;And... NO KIDS! What's going to happen when they come into the picture? I can't even imagine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to cut my sleep to 4 hours a night. But then I'd just come home and nap for 2-3 hours. so that's pointless. How do normal people make time for their hobbies? It's stupid to have to regulate something so enjoyable around work and sleep. I guess if your hobby was your job you could maximize time use. There's a thought. Now, to just get paid for reading a book...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight will be dinner while watching thursday's episode of The Office -&gt; Cav's game -&gt; maybe some dragon age -&gt; pass out while trying to read some of The Kite Runner. Tomorrow I predict the same. Need an evening brain boost in order to make something crafty. I'll cross my fingers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8229985252188749907-8973189718647226543?l=caitlinbtw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitlinbtw.blogspot.com/feeds/8973189718647226543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caitlinbtw.blogspot.com/2009/11/more-seconds-on-clock-please.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8229985252188749907/posts/default/8973189718647226543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8229985252188749907/posts/default/8973189718647226543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitlinbtw.blogspot.com/2009/11/more-seconds-on-clock-please.html' title='more seconds on the clock please'/><author><name>Caitlin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hGsK2bTvHwo/Sh_5-xRrKWI/AAAAAAAAAA4/lxORfdcLT2M/S220/march22+2008+035+small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8229985252188749907.post-2463259356530666784</id><published>2009-11-13T10:37:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T10:46:50.626-06:00</updated><title type='text'>crochet animals (aka amigurumi)</title><content type='html'>I've been dying to make an amigurumi creation ever since I discovered their existance. It took some time to get my crochet skills up to speed, but eventually I got there. I started out small with this little guy...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hGsK2bTvHwo/Sv2MDdgdeZI/AAAAAAAAABY/gdjrCeGhb7o/s1600-h/photo%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hGsK2bTvHwo/Sv2MDdgdeZI/AAAAAAAAABY/gdjrCeGhb7o/s320/photo%282%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403629119002737042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He was fun and super easy. I'd love to make a bunch in different colors and using different accessories. After having no serious issues with the mouse I needed to move on to bigger. So I found a pattern for a baby dragon and made this guy...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hGsK2bTvHwo/Sv2Mf6qWzbI/AAAAAAAAABg/B9AVxZXtST0/s1600-h/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hGsK2bTvHwo/Sv2Mf6qWzbI/AAAAAAAAABg/B9AVxZXtST0/s320/photo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403629607865208242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I gave him a cute lil flower to hold, and he's heading to my mom for her birthday. She's a fellow crafter, so I think she'll definitely appreciate how adorable he is. That's it so far for the amigurumi creatures. Eventually I'd love to make some of my own patterns. Who knew some yarn and a crochet needle could be so addicting!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8229985252188749907-2463259356530666784?l=caitlinbtw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitlinbtw.blogspot.com/feeds/2463259356530666784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caitlinbtw.blogspot.com/2009/11/crochet-animals-aka-amigurumi.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8229985252188749907/posts/default/2463259356530666784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8229985252188749907/posts/default/2463259356530666784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitlinbtw.blogspot.com/2009/11/crochet-animals-aka-amigurumi.html' title='crochet animals (aka amigurumi)'/><author><name>Caitlin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hGsK2bTvHwo/Sh_5-xRrKWI/AAAAAAAAAA4/lxORfdcLT2M/S220/march22+2008+035+small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hGsK2bTvHwo/Sv2MDdgdeZI/AAAAAAAAABY/gdjrCeGhb7o/s72-c/photo%282%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8229985252188749907.post-2696157817688634814</id><published>2009-11-13T10:16:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T10:50:06.043-06:00</updated><title type='text'>To Begin.</title><content type='html'>The past year has proven to be quite crafty. From my awesome new sewing machine to my overflowing collection of yarn, I think it must be the other side of my brain breaking away from all the technical work. Spending my 40 hours a week with Geek Squad, wearing that awful clip-on tie, is not exactly the best way to express creativity. But alas, it pays the bills and has taught me a lot of useful tech related knowledge. Plus, who could deny the awesomeness of a Best Buy discount? So while on the eternal search for my 'path', I've been invaded with the craft bug. Crocheting and knitting and sewing and drawing, phew! It's quite amazing to see a finished product you actually made with your own two hands. Very rewarding. I've been posting some of my creations on twitter, but there is only so much twitter can do for my creations. Hence the need to recreate a new blog. The only problem is that my crafting time has to share itself with my love for video games. They are the only true way to escape into a fantasy world created by very talented people. So I'm sure the occasional game post will show itself on here as well. Overall, I think this will turn into quite the conglomerate of thoughts from my brain. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8229985252188749907-2696157817688634814?l=caitlinbtw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitlinbtw.blogspot.com/feeds/2696157817688634814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caitlinbtw.blogspot.com/2009/11/to-begin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8229985252188749907/posts/default/2696157817688634814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8229985252188749907/posts/default/2696157817688634814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitlinbtw.blogspot.com/2009/11/to-begin.html' title='To Begin.'/><author><name>Caitlin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hGsK2bTvHwo/Sh_5-xRrKWI/AAAAAAAAAA4/lxORfdcLT2M/S220/march22+2008+035+small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8229985252188749907.post-5269736302908148990</id><published>2009-05-29T09:07:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T09:55:13.703-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='morning thoughts'/><title type='text'>dog dreams</title><content type='html'>Inspired by some crazy dreams last night (mostly revolving around ants and terrorism), I got to thinking about animals and their dreams. When a dog dreams, it is very noticeable. They run their little feet across a vertical, nonexistant surface. They bark at invisible creatures and sometimes even growl menacingly at absolutely nothing that we, their owner, can see. So then, what are they dreaming about? I've always pictured a little bunny rabbit hopping through their head or the neighbors dog getting loose. Of course the mind of a dog is nowhere near that of a human, so our dreams must be equally as different. But, if a dog can learn and be trained just as a small child can (excuse the reference), why can't they dream as such as well? Who is to say that the dog is not dreaming of a better life? or of finally being able to catch that frisbee every time. Maybe dogs, and other animals as well, have dreams and aspirations similar to that of their human owners. If it's our daily lives that inspire most of our dreams anyway, why couldn't a dogs daily life inspire their dreams as well.&lt;br /&gt;As a currently petless person, I haven't seen any animal dream for a long time, but I know they do and have always been curious. Maybe the well treated dogs dream about how to make their owners happier and the poorly treated dogs dream how to be evil. It's possible, right? Maybe that will inspire people to be nicer to their pets.&lt;br /&gt;And one last thought, if I dream and my dog dreams at the same time, are we in the same dream dimension? Or do these dreams exist only in our tiny heads. If so, my brain is capable of way more than I've ever imagined. Wait... why is that. When I'm asleep my imagination is better than when I'm awake?? That's not very fair. How am I supposed to exploit my own mind when I can't remember half the stuff it comes up with at night? I know science somewhere must have developed some sort of dream reader where dreams can be seen just as clearly as a movie. If not, what are they waiting for? Maybe the consequences are too severe and we really aren't supposed to know these dreams that our brains forget so easily. hmm.. so much to think about now.&lt;br /&gt;As for dogs, as long as they don't dream about running away or eating my nice shoes, it will always make me smile, and I will imagine them dreaming about the little, hopping bunny rabbit. (that's not very imaginative on my part, I know)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8229985252188749907-5269736302908148990?l=caitlinbtw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitlinbtw.blogspot.com/feeds/5269736302908148990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caitlinbtw.blogspot.com/2009/05/dog-dreams.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8229985252188749907/posts/default/5269736302908148990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8229985252188749907/posts/default/5269736302908148990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitlinbtw.blogspot.com/2009/05/dog-dreams.html' title='dog dreams'/><author><name>Caitlin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hGsK2bTvHwo/Sh_5-xRrKWI/AAAAAAAAAA4/lxORfdcLT2M/S220/march22+2008+035+small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8229985252188749907.post-3764372557231323173</id><published>2009-05-28T17:14:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T18:28:49.341-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='basketball'/><title type='text'>Cavs vs the 3pt team</title><content type='html'>I want to say it's a do or die type day for Cleveland. But, it's really not. Even if they 'do' tonight, the chances of them not 'dying' in Orlando are pretty much obsolete. Not saying there isn't ANY hope, but, we all know the truth- the Cavs have been defeated.&lt;br /&gt;In all honestly, Lebron IS beating Orlando. It's just the rest of the Cavs that are not playing basketball at the same caliber. Mo is off, Delonte is off, Gibson has been off for the whole season, Joe Smith does nothing but make stupid fouls, Ben has his moments and Andy and Z are just.. kinda there, but sometimes I forget if they even are. Orlando must have stolen the Cavs' fire cuz it all belongs past that 3pt line these days. How can any team keep up with the amount of 3's that damn team actually makes? I swear, it's just not natural. Isn't there some law of physics that says more of those 3's should have been off the mark (or never even taken)? When 2 Orlando possessions equals 3 for Cleveland, something is definitely wrong. Why couldn't Boston just have taken them out that game 7? And why couldn't Mo deal with the pressure of the playoffs better? He needs to relax and do some meditation before the game or something. I get anxious just watching his crazy ass skip around the court with no focus.&lt;br /&gt;The game is on in a few hours, and I'm still hopeful for tonight. I really don't see Cleveland going down in 5 games. They will fight, but in the end, I just don't think it could ever be enough for this series to go the way I want. For the first time ever I feel myself wanting LA to win it all. Just to show this stupid Orlando team that making a crap-ton of lucky 3's is not the true way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8229985252188749907-3764372557231323173?l=caitlinbtw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitlinbtw.blogspot.com/feeds/3764372557231323173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caitlinbtw.blogspot.com/2009/05/cavs-vs-3pt-team.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8229985252188749907/posts/default/3764372557231323173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8229985252188749907/posts/default/3764372557231323173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitlinbtw.blogspot.com/2009/05/cavs-vs-3pt-team.html' title='Cavs vs the 3pt team'/><author><name>Caitlin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hGsK2bTvHwo/Sh_5-xRrKWI/AAAAAAAAAA4/lxORfdcLT2M/S220/march22+2008+035+small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8229985252188749907.post-2820856127454923777</id><published>2009-05-28T16:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T16:40:51.336-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my old blog disappeared into the vast unknown of the internet. but i miss writing. so here i start again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8229985252188749907-2820856127454923777?l=caitlinbtw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitlinbtw.blogspot.com/feeds/2820856127454923777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caitlinbtw.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-old-blog-disappeared-into-vast.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8229985252188749907/posts/default/2820856127454923777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8229985252188749907/posts/default/2820856127454923777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitlinbtw.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-old-blog-disappeared-into-vast.html' title=''/><author><name>Caitlin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hGsK2bTvHwo/Sh_5-xRrKWI/AAAAAAAAAA4/lxORfdcLT2M/S220/march22+2008+035+small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
