<?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-3475974623026980990</id><updated>2011-04-21T18:11:37.509-04:00</updated><category term='Santa Clause'/><category term='Radio'/><category term='Introduction'/><category term='Pay day'/><category term='Pirates of the carribean'/><category term='Johnny Depp'/><category term='Movies'/><category term='Snow'/><category term='Conversation'/><category term='Shopping'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='Welcome'/><title type='text'>The Rantings of Laurel</title><subtitle type='html'>Random things I choose to rant about. Comments welcome!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rantaway-laurel.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3475974623026980990/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rantaway-laurel.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Rel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12891144025711106373</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>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3475974623026980990.post-4479888551865137421</id><published>2007-03-07T10:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T10:57:28.659-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Buffy</title><content type='html'>I've been going Buffy crazy! I've been watching all 7 seasons for the last week and a half... and I've come to the conclusion that I have no life. And that I like Spike. Arg I'm such a boring person.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3475974623026980990-4479888551865137421?l=rantaway-laurel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rantaway-laurel.blogspot.com/feeds/4479888551865137421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3475974623026980990&amp;postID=4479888551865137421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3475974623026980990/posts/default/4479888551865137421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3475974623026980990/posts/default/4479888551865137421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rantaway-laurel.blogspot.com/2007/03/buffy.html' title='Buffy'/><author><name>Rel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12891144025711106373</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-3475974623026980990.post-6912983333142533008</id><published>2007-01-08T09:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T09:30:36.738-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Oops?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So I went shopping the other day in Maine, and since I'm from Canada I had to go back across the border with all of my purchases. No big deal right? Wrong! See I hadn't been shopping in a while so I basically had what you'd call shopping withdrawl... I had it bad. So I spent every last cent over there in one store. Now this was fine and dandy until we showed up at the boarder. I don't know if you've heard of a little thing called duty? Well guess what! Yours truly (that'd be me) had to pay duty! Let me just tell you again that I was broke. I WAS BROKE. Thank God my mom was there to pay it for me. I felt so embarrassed, a 19 year old can't even pay her freaking duty! So the moral of the story, kiddies, is this: always factor in the duty! ALWAYS! Because you may not always have your mom there to bail you out.&lt;br /&gt;&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/3475974623026980990-6912983333142533008?l=rantaway-laurel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rantaway-laurel.blogspot.com/feeds/6912983333142533008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3475974623026980990&amp;postID=6912983333142533008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3475974623026980990/posts/default/6912983333142533008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3475974623026980990/posts/default/6912983333142533008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rantaway-laurel.blogspot.com/2007/01/oops.html' title='Oops?'/><author><name>Rel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12891144025711106373</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-3475974623026980990.post-906743044783839520</id><published>2006-12-08T11:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T11:25:21.800-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Johnny Depp'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pirates of the carribean'/><title type='text'>Pirates Of The Carribean</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Pirates Of The Carribean 2 is now out on D.V.D.! YAY! Johnny Depp Fest! If you haven't seen this movie then I seriously suggest you do.... it rocks!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3475974623026980990-906743044783839520?l=rantaway-laurel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rantaway-laurel.blogspot.com/feeds/906743044783839520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3475974623026980990&amp;postID=906743044783839520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3475974623026980990/posts/default/906743044783839520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3475974623026980990/posts/default/906743044783839520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rantaway-laurel.blogspot.com/2006/12/pirates-of-carribean.html' title='Pirates Of The Carribean'/><author><name>Rel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12891144025711106373</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-3475974623026980990.post-9169558452744176386</id><published>2006-12-04T12:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T12:14:31.201-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Snow'/><title type='text'>Snow!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;It's snowing!!! This is the first REAL snow fall of the season and I have to say it looks nice. But I garentee by the end of the day I'll be sick of it and winter..... I hate being cold! I wish that snow still looked pretty but wasn't cold! and I also wish that it wouldn't turn the ugly brown when it mixes with dirt... eww.&lt;br /&gt;&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/3475974623026980990-9169558452744176386?l=rantaway-laurel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rantaway-laurel.blogspot.com/feeds/9169558452744176386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3475974623026980990&amp;postID=9169558452744176386' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3475974623026980990/posts/default/9169558452744176386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3475974623026980990/posts/default/9169558452744176386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rantaway-laurel.blogspot.com/2006/12/snow.html' title='Snow!'/><author><name>Rel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12891144025711106373</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-3475974623026980990.post-6778783441325599816</id><published>2006-12-01T15:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T12:15:18.285-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>Movie Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;My freind and I have been planing on going to the movies all week so we are going to go tonight. So I log online and look up what movies are playing and do you know what? There's nothing good on!!!! So after freaking out at the irony of it all I still don't know what to do. I'm in a bit of a pickle! Do I go see some cheesy movie or something I've never heard of OR do I cancel my plans and do nothing tonight..... neither option sounds nice...... Sigh movies suck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3475974623026980990-6778783441325599816?l=rantaway-laurel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rantaway-laurel.blogspot.com/feeds/6778783441325599816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3475974623026980990&amp;postID=6778783441325599816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3475974623026980990/posts/default/6778783441325599816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3475974623026980990/posts/default/6778783441325599816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rantaway-laurel.blogspot.com/2006/12/movie-night.html' title='Movie Night'/><author><name>Rel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12891144025711106373</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-3475974623026980990.post-4837348142664975878</id><published>2006-12-01T15:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T12:15:37.087-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Radio'/><title type='text'>Radio's</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Don't you hate it when you're driving along and your favorite song comes on and you haven't heard it in a long time and you're rocking out and it gets to the best part and the radio cuts out!!!! ARG!! When this happens to me I go off like a mad man beating on the steering wheel and cursing the stupid thing that dares defiy me!!! (inster evil laugh here) I wish that they could invent a radio that never cuts out and you can put it on pause too!! I suppose that is like a regular C.D. player but you just don't have to pay for the C.D.. Oh well I still think it would be awesome to have one of those.... Could somebody out there please invent one?! I'm to busy cursing my radio!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3475974623026980990-4837348142664975878?l=rantaway-laurel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rantaway-laurel.blogspot.com/feeds/4837348142664975878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3475974623026980990&amp;postID=4837348142664975878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3475974623026980990/posts/default/4837348142664975878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3475974623026980990/posts/default/4837348142664975878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rantaway-laurel.blogspot.com/2006/12/radios.html' title='Radio&apos;s'/><author><name>Rel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12891144025711106373</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-3475974623026980990.post-3710731785111377432</id><published>2006-11-29T02:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T12:15:56.341-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Conversation'/><title type='text'>What's Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How come when someone askes "What's up?" the answer is ALWAYS "Not much you?"? I've never really understood that because in my opinion unless you've just talked to that person maybe ten minutes ago then something had to have happened, even if it is rather small. I'd like just for once when I ask someone what's up for them to actually tell me.... that makes life so much more interesting! It'll at least give you something to talk about when you're out of topics.&lt;br /&gt;What would happen if when someone asked you "What's up?" you said "well I just got done sky diving"? I think that would lead into a pretty interesting convo. Don't you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So What's up?&lt;br /&gt;&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/3475974623026980990-3710731785111377432?l=rantaway-laurel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rantaway-laurel.blogspot.com/feeds/3710731785111377432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3475974623026980990&amp;postID=3710731785111377432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3475974623026980990/posts/default/3710731785111377432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3475974623026980990/posts/default/3710731785111377432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rantaway-laurel.blogspot.com/2006/11/whats-up.html' title='What&apos;s Up'/><author><name>Rel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12891144025711106373</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-3475974623026980990.post-1656579499077900387</id><published>2006-11-25T11:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T12:16:31.868-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Santa Clause'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Christmas Shopping Mania!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;So I'm working at the mall in my "area of living" if you'd want to call it that, and I've noticed the ridiculously large amount of people that decided to start thier christmas shopping all on the same day.&lt;br /&gt;Now I realize that Christmas is only 1 month away and I am very happy for that fact, I'm just wondering why all of these people just suddenly realized "Oh! Christmas is almost here! Better start my shopping! (instert giggle here)" all on the same day? Was there an article in the paper? A news report? A huge plane writing the message in the sky? WHAT?! It had to be something because just yesterday this mall was empty! It's like they all went to bed happy then woke up and God mysteriously showed up in his 60's get up and set "Dude! it's almost christmas! You like better start shopping, like now!"&lt;br /&gt;O.k. so maybe it wasn't God but there had to be somthing...... I guess this is just another question to add on to the ever growing list of unanswerable questions like "If a tree falls in the middle of a forest and no one is there to here it does it make a sound?" And "How did Budha ever come up with the idea of rubbing his belly for good luck?"&lt;br /&gt;Here's a question for anyone out there if you're actually reading this.... Why does Santa wear red? Is that just his color? What would happen if Santa decided to change his look and wear sleak grey and shave his beard, lose a few pounds and become a stud muffin? I think he'd probebly have an elf mistress then.... what do you think?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3475974623026980990-1656579499077900387?l=rantaway-laurel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rantaway-laurel.blogspot.com/feeds/1656579499077900387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3475974623026980990&amp;postID=1656579499077900387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3475974623026980990/posts/default/1656579499077900387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3475974623026980990/posts/default/1656579499077900387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rantaway-laurel.blogspot.com/2006/11/christmas-shopping-mania.html' title='Christmas Shopping Mania!'/><author><name>Rel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12891144025711106373</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-3475974623026980990.post-8619436445490178963</id><published>2006-11-24T14:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T12:16:54.377-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pay day'/><title type='text'>So Mad</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Don't you hate when you just get paid and you have so many bills that by the time you pay them all off you're broke again?! That just happened to me... again! It seems like that's what happens every pay-day now-a-days. What is wrong with this system?! Some one really needs to raise my pay rate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laurel&lt;br /&gt;&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/3475974623026980990-8619436445490178963?l=rantaway-laurel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rantaway-laurel.blogspot.com/feeds/8619436445490178963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3475974623026980990&amp;postID=8619436445490178963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3475974623026980990/posts/default/8619436445490178963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3475974623026980990/posts/default/8619436445490178963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rantaway-laurel.blogspot.com/2006/11/so-mad.html' title='So Mad'/><author><name>Rel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12891144025711106373</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-3475974623026980990.post-8831676131824033697</id><published>2006-11-24T14:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T12:17:16.187-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Welcome'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Introduction'/><title type='text'>Welcome!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Welcome to the Rantings of Laurel! (That's me by the way.)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;So I've decided to start a new blog here and just rant away about things in my life and see what kind of a reaction I get. I love comments on my posts so let me know what you're thinking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laurel&lt;br /&gt;&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/3475974623026980990-8831676131824033697?l=rantaway-laurel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rantaway-laurel.blogspot.com/feeds/8831676131824033697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3475974623026980990&amp;postID=8831676131824033697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3475974623026980990/posts/default/8831676131824033697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3475974623026980990/posts/default/8831676131824033697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rantaway-laurel.blogspot.com/2006/11/welcome.html' title='Welcome!'/><author><name>Rel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12891144025711106373</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></feed>
