<?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-3384819820592113050</id><updated>2011-07-07T21:46:11.645-07:00</updated><title type='text'>you can go to school but you can't buy class</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384819820592113050/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15006743090108551239</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>44</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3384819820592113050.post-1636610895750367453</id><published>2009-06-08T22:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T22:18:07.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Beginnings</title><content type='html'>I have moved on from blogger and on to shutterfly. You can find my daily updates at &lt;a href="http://www.thisismyyear.shutterfly.com/"&gt;http://www.thisismyyear.shutterfly.com&lt;/a&gt; with this new site, I'm hoping to have new updates about my eventful life. find me and leave a comment.&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3384819820592113050-1636610895750367453?l=ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com/feeds/1636610895750367453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3384819820592113050&amp;postID=1636610895750367453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384819820592113050/posts/default/1636610895750367453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384819820592113050/posts/default/1636610895750367453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com/2009/06/new-beginnings.html' title='New Beginnings'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15006743090108551239</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-3384819820592113050.post-6429967755551645804</id><published>2009-03-01T15:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T16:00:56.301-08:00</updated><title type='text'>who am i?</title><content type='html'>Another weekend has gone by and this is the 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; weekend that I stayed in. Even more uneventful, I did homework for the majority of the weekend. Talk about turning a new leaf. When have you ever known me to do homework? I start 2 classes on Tuesday = earning 6 credits in 5 weeks. So I am a little paranoid that I will fall behind in the classes. One of them is a Religion class... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ugggh&lt;/span&gt; kill me now. So I basically finished all of my assignments for the first week. Hopefully I can stay ahead of things like this for the rest of the class. I figure if I stay on schedule I should be able to finish my degree by September.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3384819820592113050-6429967755551645804?l=ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com/feeds/6429967755551645804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3384819820592113050&amp;postID=6429967755551645804' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384819820592113050/posts/default/6429967755551645804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384819820592113050/posts/default/6429967755551645804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com/2009/03/who-am-i.html' title='who am i?'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15006743090108551239</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-3384819820592113050.post-1883396509377785594</id><published>2009-02-26T18:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T18:20:30.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'>new computer &amp; other jazz</title><content type='html'>well I did end up buying a new computer. I would have been more surprised if i didn't buy one. I bought it through dell.com and it is annoying because I won't have it for at least another 2 weeks - more like 3. I guess they don't realize how impatient I am?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;special shout out to sister, she helped me via email whenever I had a question about the computer. hopefully she's around when I need help setting it up too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided that I'm going to start buying things while I for sure still have a job. My next purchase will be a new bed. The futon that I've had since I was 17 just isn't holding up like it used to... plus the numerous trips of moving it around to colleges and around Iowa... I'm surprised I still have it and love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work today was exhausting.. I worked the full 8 hours (which is unusual) and I made about 350 calls. I had to dress up because the execs were in town and staying on task is hard. Iowa came over tonight and we went out to dinner. It was good to hang out, hasn't happened for a week or two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still trying to figure out the weekend plans.. might actually be social for the first time in a few weeks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3384819820592113050-1883396509377785594?l=ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com/feeds/1883396509377785594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3384819820592113050&amp;postID=1883396509377785594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384819820592113050/posts/default/1883396509377785594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384819820592113050/posts/default/1883396509377785594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com/2009/02/new-computer-other-jazz.html' title='new computer &amp; other jazz'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15006743090108551239</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-3384819820592113050.post-5512165548084846104</id><published>2009-02-24T20:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T20:42:20.602-08:00</updated><title type='text'>new computer?</title><content type='html'>So I decided today that I want to get a new computer. It was a semi-random decision but the rest of my family has recently bought new computers and I feel left out (shocker)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fact: I have no virus protection on my current computer&lt;br /&gt;fact: I am currently using a POS e-machine that is about 5 years old&lt;br /&gt;fact: my current computer does work for the purposes of facebook and downloading illegal music but that's about it&lt;br /&gt;fact: Starting next week I am taking two classes at a time (both online) until I finish my degree and I need a dependable computer (ok, so this is a legit reason that makes me feel better)&lt;br /&gt;fact: I figure this is the only point in my life where I will have extra money to spend on a computer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't bought anything yet but sister recently got a laptop from Dell and she seems to be pretty happy about it. A little iffy about using Vista instead of Windows but otherwise I'm pretty excited about the idea of a new computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing else eventful has been happening here&lt;br /&gt;still employed&lt;br /&gt;roomie will be visiting soon&lt;br /&gt;birthday next month&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3384819820592113050-5512165548084846104?l=ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com/feeds/5512165548084846104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3384819820592113050&amp;postID=5512165548084846104' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384819820592113050/posts/default/5512165548084846104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384819820592113050/posts/default/5512165548084846104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com/2009/02/new-computer.html' title='new computer?'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15006743090108551239</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-3384819820592113050.post-2075512688523603105</id><published>2009-02-08T20:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T20:54:22.708-08:00</updated><title type='text'>taxes done! big refund!</title><content type='html'>all i have to say is TGIF... I finally got my tax return on friday and thank god, because I was broke. Now I am.. well not as broke. First thing on my list was a new phone. I had received an email that said I could upgrade my phone and we all know how I am about waiting 2 years fro a new one. So I got the EnV for $50. I am loving it. It has kept me entertained for the whole weekend and I'm finally learning how to type on a keyboard. so hard to get used to! I went and visited Iowa on friday night. We went to applebees with her roommate ange. afterwards we hit up maggie moos and then went to her friend's place and hung out. overall it was a good night but I was tired and headed home by midnight. props to Iowa for making me a new cd. I wouldn't stop harassing her about it but at least it kept me entertained on my drive back to clinton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday: how nice was it? my favorite thing to do is to drive around with my windows down and listening to the music so loud that I can't hear my phone when it rings. I gave max a bath and headed over to the parents house to grill out. afterwards I went and spent too much money at target - have I ever been responsible with money? no. waiting on my rich husband for that non-sense. I bought a dvd shelf that I was suppose to build.. seriously, do I really need 6 pieces of plywood and 75 screws for one shelf? well it's about 50% complete and pieces are all over the floor. Iowa tried to get me to go out but that was not happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday: I went back to my parents house to grill out again and I spent more money at target and walmart. I bought a new comforter and a new shower curtain. There are few things that go with a turquoise bathroom and yellow bedroom so i'm pretty much screwed. I think painting will be on my list come spring..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that was pretty much my weekend. I did pay off my credit cards with the remainder or my tax refund. I really didn't want to... but I am on the edge of unemployment and it's responsible for me to have the least amount of bills possible if I live on unemployment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh good ol Ashford... Can't believe another Monday is rolling around :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to start taking advantage of the weekends and drinking mass amounts. It'll be the only way I survive..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**after posting this I realized that I forgot to mention this kickass website &lt;a href="http://www.tonethis.com/"&gt;www.tonethis.com&lt;/a&gt; (or at least i think that is the name of it) I can upload any song I want and make it into a ringtone! this made my whole weekend. Thanks Iowa!^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3384819820592113050-2075512688523603105?l=ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com/feeds/2075512688523603105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3384819820592113050&amp;postID=2075512688523603105' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384819820592113050/posts/default/2075512688523603105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384819820592113050/posts/default/2075512688523603105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com/2009/02/taxes-done-big-refund.html' title='taxes done! big refund!'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15006743090108551239</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-3384819820592113050.post-7447898667402257124</id><published>2009-02-04T18:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T18:36:35.857-08:00</updated><title type='text'>mr. president</title><content type='html'>3 days into the work week and i'm very frustrated with the way things are going. you would think after this long i would be used to being treated like shit for not enrolling students. i loooooove my job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which is why i need another vacation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fact:&lt;/strong&gt; silvia has lived in d.c. off and on for years and i have never visited&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fact:&lt;/strong&gt; the president lives in d.c.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fact:&lt;/strong&gt; i have never been drunk on the east coast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fact:&lt;/strong&gt; silv is the only mexican i know that will sing "redneck woman" whenever she karaokes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel these are all great reasons to go to d.c. i'm thinking a "mini spring break" some time at the end of feb or beginning of march. like a thurs-sun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm thinking about it now since im getting my tax refund on friday. i love taxes! actually, i think i'd even consider it a holiday... it's the biggest gift of the year. better than birthday and christmas. oh tax season i love you. who dreads tax season? idiots. i hear i would also get more money back for giving birth. very tempting if i could find someone to take care of the child. i have max, he should be a dependent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very excited for Friday, im meeting up with Iowa and she is in the process of making me new cds. for those of you who don't know, i love finding new music to listen to. keeps my mind off of annoying things like work. blah. this better be the best music ever because she has been taunting me via text all night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to this president thing... i would love to meet obama and i am from IL oh and he did come speak at Ashford.. I would think I have something going for me. who wouldn't love to meet me? maybe he'll take notice of this blog and my sweet tagline (promoting education) and invite me to the white house... well, a girl can dream. luckily, silv is pretty good at stalking. i'm sure we'll get close.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3384819820592113050-7447898667402257124?l=ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com/feeds/7447898667402257124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3384819820592113050&amp;postID=7447898667402257124' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384819820592113050/posts/default/7447898667402257124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384819820592113050/posts/default/7447898667402257124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com/2009/02/mr-president.html' title='mr. president'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15006743090108551239</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-3384819820592113050.post-2237613189766459310</id><published>2009-01-29T18:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T18:35:40.851-08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's never enough...</title><content type='html'>well first off i think i should mention that i've been at AU for 2 solid years now. even more impressive is the fact that i made it longer than mom. yes, for those of you looking for a weekly update, i am still employed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i managed to enroll 5 students this week - which is about 4 more than usual. i'm pretty much a rockstar and deserve all recognition given to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even though i have passed my weekly goal and could literally just take the rest of the week off, the work is never done. there is always another student to enroll which means i never have free time. i've already put in my 40 hours for the week and im not allowed over time. shouldnt this mean that tomorrow is a vaca day? negative&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was even yelled at today for being on facebook. trust me, there are more important things to worry about then what i'm doing while dialing the phone. can't help it that in the last 2 years i've learned to multi-task.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ugh i hate my job, i think it would be easier to just get fired and start over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i couldn't find anyone to drink with tonight so instead i went to maurices and spent $150 that i don't have... where is my tax refund?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3384819820592113050-2237613189766459310?l=ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com/feeds/2237613189766459310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3384819820592113050&amp;postID=2237613189766459310' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384819820592113050/posts/default/2237613189766459310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384819820592113050/posts/default/2237613189766459310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-never-enough.html' title='it&apos;s never enough...'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15006743090108551239</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-3384819820592113050.post-2586391503633419189</id><published>2009-01-26T20:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T20:08:31.083-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Never Ever </title><content type='html'>&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://widgets.metrolyrics.com/o/492da13d111f5ab4/497e88be694eb8ce/4942b69c72ae4040/7f546735/widget.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.metrolyrics.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Lyrics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3384819820592113050-2586391503633419189?l=ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com/feeds/2586391503633419189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3384819820592113050&amp;postID=2586391503633419189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384819820592113050/posts/default/2586391503633419189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384819820592113050/posts/default/2586391503633419189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com/2009/01/never-ever.html' title='Never Ever '/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15006743090108551239</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-3384819820592113050.post-6706705509911247020</id><published>2009-01-23T14:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T14:16:26.965-08:00</updated><title type='text'>what next?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="574340422-23012009"&gt;Most of you know  that my job has been a living hell for the last 4 months or so. I think it's a  comination of the horrible weather and suck ass economy. I can't enroll a  student to save my life / job... so as I'm working hard I'm also planning for  the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="574340422-23012009"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="574340422-23012009"&gt;I know sister is  also planning for me, but she hasn't come up with much either... for some reason  she believes a job at maurices would pay my bills. which in reality she wants  discounts on clothing and I would be oweing more money than what I would make...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="574340422-23012009"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="574340422-23012009"&gt;1. I am enrolling in  classes again - I took a few months off because AU would not pay for them. I  believe this is bull shit. I have worked for the place for 2 years and made them  thousands. it's not costing them anything by letting me finish my degree... blah  anyway I start class on the 28th. Back on track I should graduate by December.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="574340422-23012009"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="574340422-23012009"&gt;2. I hate the snow  and I am very tempted to move somewere warm. I've been thinking of Texas or  Florida (Jess &amp;amp; Mer are there) No idea what I want to do job wise and I'm  not even picky - where are the best places to find a rich husband? I will be  relying on unemployment to support me but a rich husband would be nice. I hate  budgeting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="574340422-23012009"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="574340422-23012009"&gt;3. bartending - this  would normally be an option but if I'm unemployed I'm worried about my endless  supply of alcohol. I will never be sober again. Not sure why an endless supply  of alcohol is a bad thing. If I'm unemployed there's no reason to be sober..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="574340422-23012009"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="574340422-23012009"&gt;I need so ideas and  direction.. I'm lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="574340422-23012009"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="574340422-23012009"&gt;well at least I'm  still employed... for now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3384819820592113050-6706705509911247020?l=ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com/feeds/6706705509911247020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3384819820592113050&amp;postID=6706705509911247020' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384819820592113050/posts/default/6706705509911247020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384819820592113050/posts/default/6706705509911247020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com/2009/01/what.html' title='what next?'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15006743090108551239</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-3384819820592113050.post-6127161074844162038</id><published>2009-01-03T08:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T08:44:27.800-08:00</updated><title type='text'>buhbye '08</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span id="ctl00_ctl00_cpMain_cpMain_BulletinRead_ltl_body"&gt;1) Where&lt;wbr&gt;​ did you begin&lt;wbr&gt;​ 2008?&lt;wbr&gt;​&lt;br /&gt;lady di's in parkview with jeff &amp;amp; jess. you know it's classy when there's a wedding reception at the bar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) What was your Valen&lt;wbr&gt;​tine'&lt;wbr&gt;​s Day like?&lt;wbr&gt;​&lt;br /&gt;since i can't even remember what i did, im assuming drunk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Were you in schoo&lt;wbr&gt;​l anyti&lt;wbr&gt;​me this year?&lt;wbr&gt;​&lt;br /&gt;when am I not in school?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) How did you earn your money&lt;wbr&gt;​?​&lt;br /&gt;enrolling students&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Did you have to go to the hospi&lt;wbr&gt;​tal?​&lt;br /&gt;nope, oh i did visit leslie when she was born&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Did you have any encou&lt;wbr&gt;​nters&lt;wbr&gt;​ with the polic&lt;wbr&gt;​e?​&lt;br /&gt;of course. they love to pull me over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Would&lt;wbr&gt;​ you reliv&lt;wbr&gt;​e 2008 over and over again&lt;wbr&gt;​?​&lt;br /&gt;i'm not big on reliving the past. ready to live up '09&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) What did you purch&lt;wbr&gt;​ase that was over $​1000?&lt;wbr&gt;​&lt;br /&gt;furniture.  i'm such a grownup &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Did you know anybo&lt;wbr&gt;​dy who got marri&lt;wbr&gt;​ed?​&lt;br /&gt;yes - and had the best maid of honor ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Did you know anybo&lt;wbr&gt;​dy who passe&lt;wbr&gt;​d away?&lt;wbr&gt;​&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) Did you know anyon&lt;wbr&gt;​e who had a baby?&lt;wbr&gt;​&lt;br /&gt;Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) Did you move anywh&lt;wbr&gt;​ere?​&lt;br /&gt;clinton, for whatever that is worth..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) What conce&lt;wbr&gt;​rts/​shows&lt;wbr&gt;​ did you go to?&lt;br /&gt;i went to a few with tay and friends..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) Are you regis&lt;wbr&gt;​tered&lt;wbr&gt;​ to vote?&lt;wbr&gt;​&lt;br /&gt;Yep! obama!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) Do you still&lt;wbr&gt;​ have the same job as you did in 2007?&lt;wbr&gt;​&lt;br /&gt;yep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) Has anyon&lt;wbr&gt;​e betra&lt;wbr&gt;​yed you in 2008?&lt;wbr&gt;​&lt;br /&gt;Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) Where&lt;wbr&gt;​ do you live now?&lt;br /&gt;clinton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18) Descr&lt;wbr&gt;​ibe your birth&lt;wbr&gt;​day?​&lt;br /&gt;best birthday ever.  spent in texas with jess, adam &amp;amp; stacy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19) What'&lt;wbr&gt;​s one thing&lt;wbr&gt;​ you thoug&lt;wbr&gt;​ht you'​d never&lt;wbr&gt;​ do but did in 2008?&lt;wbr&gt;​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;umm.. ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20) What has been your favor&lt;wbr&gt;​ite momen&lt;wbr&gt;​t?​&lt;br /&gt;saucy saturdays and sunday fundays. took up most of the summer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21) What'&lt;wbr&gt;​s somet&lt;wbr&gt;​hing you learn&lt;wbr&gt;​ed about&lt;wbr&gt;​ yours&lt;wbr&gt;​elf?​&lt;br /&gt;time to focus on myself &amp;amp; stop pleasing others&lt;br /&gt;oh and i'm i-n-d-e-p-e-n-d-e-n-t&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22) Any new addit&lt;wbr&gt;​ions to your famil&lt;wbr&gt;​y?​&lt;br /&gt;yes! little max!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23) What was your best month&lt;wbr&gt;​?​&lt;br /&gt;march - spring break &amp;amp; birthday&lt;br /&gt;or the summer months &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24) Were you in a relat&lt;wbr&gt;​ionsh&lt;wbr&gt;​ip this year?&lt;wbr&gt;​&lt;br /&gt;nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25) What music&lt;wbr&gt;​ will you remem&lt;wbr&gt;​ber 2008 by?&lt;br /&gt;probably TI &amp;amp; Britney&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26) Who has been your best drink&lt;wbr&gt;​ing buddy&lt;wbr&gt;​/​buddi&lt;wbr&gt;​es?​&lt;br /&gt;saucy saturday crew,  work peeps, sister and Jess when she brings her ass home :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27) New frien&lt;wbr&gt;​d?&lt;br /&gt;a lot from work. people love me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28) Would&lt;wbr&gt;​ you say you'​ve chang&lt;wbr&gt;​ed since&lt;wbr&gt;​ the begin&lt;wbr&gt;​ning of this year?&lt;wbr&gt;​&lt;br /&gt;yep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29) Do you think&lt;wbr&gt;​ 2009 will be bette&lt;wbr&gt;​r or worse&lt;wbr&gt;​?​&lt;br /&gt;oh better! however it started with me never drinking again... so we'll see :) &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/3384819820592113050-6127161074844162038?l=ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com/feeds/6127161074844162038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3384819820592113050&amp;postID=6127161074844162038' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384819820592113050/posts/default/6127161074844162038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384819820592113050/posts/default/6127161074844162038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com/2009/01/buhbye-08.html' title='buhbye &apos;08'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15006743090108551239</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-3384819820592113050.post-8621405190063907143</id><published>2008-08-21T15:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T15:45:31.058-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Is Summer Over?</title><content type='html'>today when i woke up it was gross and rainy. normally this does not bother me but when it is cool enough for a hoodie i start to worry! to think a short 4 months ago it was still snowing and i was complaining for summer... I hate to think it is now over?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fact: the summer olympics are almost over - is this another sign that summer is done with? ick i hope not...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im excited for the upcoming weekend i will be house sitting at the parents and weather depending i'll be hosting saucy saturday and sunday funday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not a big fan of fall but there are a few things im looking forward to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) celebrating my 1/2 birthday - 2 weeks prior to sister's birthday&lt;br /&gt;b) possible trip to peoria for sister's birthday?&lt;br /&gt;c) im thinking of visiting jess in tx again - i just need to save the money and buy the ticket&lt;br /&gt;d) i also need to visit merri - aug was a busy enrolling month and i could not take any vaca&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so could this possibly be the best fall ever? it is looking positive&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3384819820592113050-8621405190063907143?l=ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com/feeds/8621405190063907143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3384819820592113050&amp;postID=8621405190063907143' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384819820592113050/posts/default/8621405190063907143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384819820592113050/posts/default/8621405190063907143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com/2008/08/is-summer-over.html' title='Is Summer Over?'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15006743090108551239</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-3384819820592113050.post-4179058732119118613</id><published>2008-07-08T15:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T18:24:17.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cha cha  changes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;first off, i've been having possibly the best. summer. ever. (i'm following sister in her quest for the best summer)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. i'm ond and my friends are getting married: the summer started off with Merri &amp;amp; Jason getting married / they have really been married for a year but finally had a shower and reception. Then, merri moved to FL (stupid navy). Now, Jess and Adam are finally getting married which means... I am the maid of honor and get to buy a sweet dress, plan on lots of drinking, give a speech that will make jess hate me for the rest of our friendship (she has pretty much banned me from making a speech but its my duty as MOH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;2. I got a puppy :) which I was not expecting since I moved into my apt knowing that I could not have pets. However, I approached my landlord and she said "I never want you to move so you do what you need to" SCHWING! I knew I could convince her that a puppy would be a good idea. His name is Max, and he is a Maltese.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DszTRK6R_vw/SHPj4-IzKzI/AAAAAAAAAB8/RdWkrd_A6Jo/s1600-h/max+3.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220766960944622386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DszTRK6R_vw/SHPj4-IzKzI/AAAAAAAAAB8/RdWkrd_A6Jo/s320/max+3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="333525121-08072008"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;. I have been working on my tan for a few weeks now and it is finally getting dark. I expect to be at my full tanning potential by this weekend. I have been spending most weekends poolside with Shaun &amp;amp; Taylor and a drink in hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="333525121-08072008"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;4. I have a possible side job as a bartender. Taylor, Shaun, Tarron and I frequent Doyles usually 2-3 days a week. We have become good friends with bartender Rhonda. I asked her if I could bring my dog to the bar last week and she said it was ok... after realizing that I could bring my dog, have free drinks, cable, touch tunes, food.... this could be the perfect part time job for me. She let me leave my number in case they ever needed extra help. I ever told her I would make the Ashford crowd come visit me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3384819820592113050-4179058732119118613?l=ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com/feeds/4179058732119118613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3384819820592113050&amp;postID=4179058732119118613' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384819820592113050/posts/default/4179058732119118613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384819820592113050/posts/default/4179058732119118613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com/2008/07/cha-cha-changes.html' title='cha cha  changes'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15006743090108551239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DszTRK6R_vw/SHPj4-IzKzI/AAAAAAAAAB8/RdWkrd_A6Jo/s72-c/max+3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3384819820592113050.post-6300946050181972290</id><published>2008-06-17T09:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T09:46:50.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I love sister!</title><content type='html'>Isn't my sister great?  She made my blog pretty.  I think it is great.  She is a wonderful sister.  I will buy her a present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Sister!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxoxoxox&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sister&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3384819820592113050-6300946050181972290?l=ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com/feeds/6300946050181972290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3384819820592113050&amp;postID=6300946050181972290' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384819820592113050/posts/default/6300946050181972290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384819820592113050/posts/default/6300946050181972290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-love-sister.html' title='I love sister!'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15006743090108551239</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-3384819820592113050.post-2462443546268409640</id><published>2008-06-03T20:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T20:37:47.195-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summertime</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DszTRK6R_vw/SEYNbYHYTdI/AAAAAAAAAB0/vUjUB65qX-M/s1600-h/0601081344.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207864783081590226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DszTRK6R_vw/SEYNbYHYTdI/AAAAAAAAAB0/vUjUB65qX-M/s320/0601081344.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;First burn of the season... that pretty much says it all... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/3384819820592113050-2462443546268409640?l=ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com/feeds/2462443546268409640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3384819820592113050&amp;postID=2462443546268409640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384819820592113050/posts/default/2462443546268409640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384819820592113050/posts/default/2462443546268409640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com/2008/06/summertime.html' title='Summertime'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15006743090108551239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_DszTRK6R_vw/SEYNbYHYTdI/AAAAAAAAAB0/vUjUB65qX-M/s72-c/0601081344.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3384819820592113050.post-7325053090211939332</id><published>2008-05-20T19:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T20:36:34.339-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reasons to love summer!!</title><content type='html'>I know its hard to believe that I am already writing blogs about summer but it is almost memorial day. Only I do believe that a short two months ago (when I was coming back from Texas) it was snowing. Anyway, it has been nice out lately and it has even motivated me to start working out again - 2 nights in a row now. I have noticed that there are 21 annoying stairs from my sidewalk to my living room that I can not avoid after working out. Then I call and text people to complain about how sore I am. It makes me feel better. Still working on those buns o steel - after 2 nights, I can tell a difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. its light out, even at night. this can often cause problems if there is alcohol involved. I have found myself uttering such phrases "how am I drunk? it's still light out!" "9:00 already? that can't be, it's still light out"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. the pool is open - which always makes me MORE popular and famous. it is continuous fun from saturday morning through sunday afternoon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. working on my tan  - for those of you who haven't seen me in the summer (most likely my blogging fans and newer bffs) I have an amazing tan in the summer. some might think that i am mexican - well, sister thinks that everyone is mexican&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. blended drinks - i don't know why we always have to wait until summer to enjoy these frozen beverages. I think they are delish any time of the year. mom is a huge fan of anything with fresh fruit, juicem and cheapt rum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. street festivals - this is more for sister, i know how much she LOVES any type of street festival with live music. it's the only excuse you can use to walk around on a sunday night and get drunk. i can't wait until when I visit chicago and experience numerous street festivals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. free fun! - people are always so giving during the summer months. there is always something to do - and it's usually free. a few examples would be... going to the park, playing tennis, going to the zoo, spending the day on the river - ok so this might not be free if you are the one who pays for the gas. just make sure you are invited along, this way it is free!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. AMERICA - Why is it that we always celebrate AMERICA during the summer? There's Memorial Day and 4th of July. Plus I LOVE fireworks! oooooooooooh aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh. You can't go wrong with a good ol fashioned cookout!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at all these reasons that I have come up with and it is only MAY. I'm sure there will be many updates to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's your favorite part about summer?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3384819820592113050-7325053090211939332?l=ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com/feeds/7325053090211939332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3384819820592113050&amp;postID=7325053090211939332' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384819820592113050/posts/default/7325053090211939332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384819820592113050/posts/default/7325053090211939332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com/2008/05/reasons-to-love-summer.html' title='Reasons to love summer!!'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15006743090108551239</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-3384819820592113050.post-3730671293521089853</id><published>2008-05-14T20:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T20:10:56.994-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Roomie is coming home!!!!!</title><content type='html'>I am vert excited that Jess is finally coming back to IL - about 5 months since she left for texas and 2 months since I have last seen her... back in December, Jess wrote a blog - more of a survival list of things we bought to survive the winter weather. I'm thinking of using this same list while she is home (did I mention that her parents don't have room for here so she'll be staying with me?) I knew a 2 bedroom apt was a great idea! so here is the list that Jess first created.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;We decided to go to the grocery store to gather "survival gear". What did our gear consist of?&lt;br /&gt;1. One bottle Smirnoff Citris Vodka&lt;br /&gt;2. One bottle Bacardi Coconut Rum&lt;br /&gt;3. One bottle of Strawberry mix&lt;br /&gt;4. One bottle of Pina Colada Mix&lt;br /&gt;5. A container of sour cream [with which to make French Onion Dip]&lt;br /&gt;6. Oodles of goodies from the frozen food section, including 5 boxes of Hot Pockets :-)&lt;br /&gt;7. Two bags of Chex Mix: original and cocoa styles.&lt;br /&gt;8. One bottle of Ranch dressing. Because Ranch is amazing on anything.&lt;br /&gt;Obviously, we assumed this would be enough, added with important tools already in our arsenal:&lt;br /&gt;1. One partial bottle of UV Blue, complete with a gallon of Hawaiian Lemon Berry Punch&lt;br /&gt;2. One partial box of Franzia boxed wine--White Zinfandel. Two classy wine glasses were purchased seperately.&lt;br /&gt;3. One-third bag of Ruffles. To go with the dip. This was not nearly enough.&lt;br /&gt;4. A vast DVD collection to occupy us through the storm&lt;br /&gt;5. Blank CDs, with which to make more amazing mixes, to follow up the "J-Philly's Ghetto-fab, Pimp-tastic, X-mas Mix", and Ashley's "Lean Like a Chollo- Hot, Hott Sex Mix".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't even find one flaw with this list - well possibly that the first time around we did not buy Jose. Which we will do this time... or we will go drink at the tap. As far as I know, Jess will be getting in on the 19th or 20th. I am going to try and convince her to stay until June... maybe July. She can't leave me! I'm already planning my next trip to texas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhhh so excited, 5 days and I will be reunited!!!! Jess, are we getting a tattoo this time? We forgot to do that on Spring Break!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3384819820592113050-3730671293521089853?l=ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com/feeds/3730671293521089853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3384819820592113050&amp;postID=3730671293521089853' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384819820592113050/posts/default/3730671293521089853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384819820592113050/posts/default/3730671293521089853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com/2008/05/roomie-is-coming-home.html' title='Roomie is coming home!!!!!'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15006743090108551239</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-3384819820592113050.post-2390022988430692666</id><published>2008-05-02T15:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T15:20:41.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>new furniture</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DszTRK6R_vw/SBuTpSxcFOI/AAAAAAAAABs/LGzQYZ819YY/s1600-h/it+hugs!.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195908932725118178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DszTRK6R_vw/SBuTpSxcFOI/AAAAAAAAABs/LGzQYZ819YY/s320/it+hugs!.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DszTRK6R_vw/SBuTFyxcFNI/AAAAAAAAABk/OgCBxGTkTw4/s1600-h/new+couch.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195908322839762130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DszTRK6R_vw/SBuTFyxcFNI/AAAAAAAAABk/OgCBxGTkTw4/s320/new+couch.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so i'm still working on moving in to the new place... hopefully everything will be done by tomorrow night. i am so excited to finally be close to work but still not looking forward to the big move. i guess &lt;a href="http://www.anneimal21.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;sister&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; did warn me of what is to be expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;after several (2) exhausting days of looking for furniture, i did manage to find some that i like and it actually matches the color of living room and dining room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i've included pictures because i work best with visuals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;please notice how the couch just hugs you back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was a requirement (thanks sister) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh and I also bought an oversized chair but I was too lazy to take a picture of it. &lt;/div&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/3384819820592113050-2390022988430692666?l=ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com/feeds/2390022988430692666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3384819820592113050&amp;postID=2390022988430692666' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384819820592113050/posts/default/2390022988430692666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384819820592113050/posts/default/2390022988430692666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com/2008/05/new-furniture.html' title='new furniture'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15006743090108551239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_DszTRK6R_vw/SBuTpSxcFOI/AAAAAAAAABs/LGzQYZ819YY/s72-c/it+hugs!.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3384819820592113050.post-6987254604685035750</id><published>2008-04-27T13:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T13:47:58.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving</title><content type='html'>I must say, I hate moving. Every summer when I was done with school it was such a pain to pack everything up just to move it back in 3 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I am a little more excited about this move... still annoyed with the amount of packing I have to do. This week I'll be moving to clinton. I found an apartment near work and lyon's tap. This is probably the best move I have ever made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still looking for some furniture, but either way I will survive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm about 90% sure that I have strep - my throat is killing me and I do not have a voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should probably go to the doctor but I hate going!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll have more updates once the big move takes place&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3384819820592113050-6987254604685035750?l=ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com/feeds/6987254604685035750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3384819820592113050&amp;postID=6987254604685035750' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384819820592113050/posts/default/6987254604685035750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384819820592113050/posts/default/6987254604685035750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com/2008/04/moving.html' title='Moving'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15006743090108551239</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-3384819820592113050.post-6754006911594076132</id><published>2008-04-20T21:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T22:00:10.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Signs of Spring</title><content type='html'>1. today it was in the 70s and sunny&lt;br /&gt;2. deer are out in full force ready to attack my car&lt;br /&gt;3. i've been driving with my windows open at night&lt;br /&gt;4. daily baseball games next to my apt... I thought about going today just to get some sun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been waiting for spring for at least 6 months!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So some of you might know that I've been looking for a new apt or even house to rent. Buying scares me and I'm not sure how long I will be in the area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent most of last week working and finding an apartment... after calling every realtor in clinton, and every apt complex in camanche I have given up my search. Or at least I might be taking a break from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would be better off just searching for someone to support me or buy me a house... I'm really not picky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work has been going quite well this last week or two. Today I made a friendly wager with Chris... He thinks he can enroll more students than me. Idiot. Lunch on Friday with my name all over it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3384819820592113050-6754006911594076132?l=ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com/feeds/6754006911594076132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3384819820592113050&amp;postID=6754006911594076132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384819820592113050/posts/default/6754006911594076132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384819820592113050/posts/default/6754006911594076132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com/2008/04/signs-of-spring.html' title='Signs of Spring'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15006743090108551239</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-3384819820592113050.post-4900547908053553990</id><published>2008-04-07T20:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T20:48:05.115-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I thought it was spring....</title><content type='html'>well I have been excited about my upcoming trip to Chicago to see sister and roommate. However, this morning when I came to work I heard the mention of snow. I thought I misheard... I mean really, snow? So I decided to check out my sources (weather.com) and sure enough they are predicting a rain/snow shower for the whole weekend. How am I ever supposed to make it to Chicago when it is raining and snowing? everyone should know how much I hate driving in snow. I am a little annoyed. I have been looking forward to this trip so I could redeem myself from the last trip to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;chicago&lt;/span&gt; (you know, the one where I was passed out by midnight and woke up puking) I even went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;maurices&lt;/span&gt; over the weekend and bought a new shirt and necklace. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ooooh&lt;/span&gt; I also bought new jewelery from &lt;a href="http://www.liasophia.com/"&gt;Lia Sophia &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today my final grade was posted for my Organizational Change course. Now, I will say that I was very stressed last week about getting all of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;assignments&lt;/span&gt; completed and turned in, in a timely matter. I was both happy and a little sad to find out that my final grade was an 89%. After all, it is passing and overall I probably did not put in the effort to receive a B+ but here is my problem... My instructor &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;looooooves&lt;/span&gt; me and he couldn't find 5 more points somewhere in the course to make that B+ into an A-... I obviously need to step up my attendance (by not missing one week I could have earned an extra 20 points.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those who are curious... 78 credits down, 42 to go. cumulative &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;gpa&lt;/span&gt; of 3.12&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3384819820592113050-4900547908053553990?l=ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com/feeds/4900547908053553990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3384819820592113050&amp;postID=4900547908053553990' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384819820592113050/posts/default/4900547908053553990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384819820592113050/posts/default/4900547908053553990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-thought-it-was-spring.html' title='I thought it was spring....'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15006743090108551239</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-3384819820592113050.post-7367868815140171047</id><published>2008-03-31T20:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T20:33:29.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I should be writing a final paper....</title><content type='html'>instead....&lt;br /&gt;I am texting&lt;br /&gt;IMing Em about her new job @ AU&lt;br /&gt;watching Cheerleader U&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I really am a multi-tasker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The paper is about organizational change... I'm tempted to just write about how I need a change. Lets be real though, I could probably write this final paper by copying and pasting other papers together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IOWA IS SOOOO BORING&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3384819820592113050-7367868815140171047?l=ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com/feeds/7367868815140171047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3384819820592113050&amp;postID=7367868815140171047' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384819820592113050/posts/default/7367868815140171047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384819820592113050/posts/default/7367868815140171047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-should-be-writing-final-paper.html' title='I should be writing a final paper....'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15006743090108551239</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-3384819820592113050.post-146110483738451389</id><published>2008-03-13T21:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T21:17:14.738-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yee Haw!!!</title><content type='html'>it's been awhile since &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ive&lt;/span&gt; last blogged so i just thought i would update my faithful readers....&lt;br /&gt;1. still getting ready for the trip to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;texas&lt;/span&gt;! which is just around the corner. I will be on spring break mar 17- mar21. on the to do list? tanning, birthday party, river walk, mechanical bull&lt;br /&gt;2. I went to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;dmv&lt;/span&gt; today to get a new license. I lost my other one at a bar in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;chicago&lt;/span&gt;. if only i could remember where i lost it or even what bar i was at. the last thing i remember is yelling at sister because i was drunk. then i woke up on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;sunday&lt;/span&gt; and spent the day puking. so since last &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;saturday&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ive&lt;/span&gt; taken a break from drinking so i can be ready for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;texas&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;3. mom and dad are going on vacation so i will be dog / house sitting mar 22-mar 31. plenty of time for a few house parties. also, i will be celebrating &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;stacy's&lt;/span&gt; 21st.&lt;br /&gt;4. thinking of moving back to IL - I guess i'll decide once all of the snow melts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow.. i guess I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;havent&lt;/span&gt; been doing much lately... life is boring&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3384819820592113050-146110483738451389?l=ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com/feeds/146110483738451389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3384819820592113050&amp;postID=146110483738451389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384819820592113050/posts/default/146110483738451389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384819820592113050/posts/default/146110483738451389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com/2008/03/yee-haw.html' title='Yee Haw!!!'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15006743090108551239</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-3384819820592113050.post-5061300296393225255</id><published>2008-02-27T08:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T08:56:51.028-08:00</updated><title type='text'>February</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial Narrow;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="562395715-27022008"&gt;1. at the beginning of the month Jess was back in town with Adam and we met up with Taylor to celebrate Tay's birthday. La Feria, Lyon's Tap, The OP.. It was a quality night full of booze, friends, and the juke box. I love that thing when I'm drunk. Who knew that Clinton and Erie had do much to offer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial Narrow;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="562395715-27022008"&gt;2. Stacy and I finalized our plans for Texas! (holla!) We will be flying in to San Antonio on Mar 17-Mar 21. This is the perfect time to celebrate Spring Break and my birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial Narrow;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="562395715-27022008"&gt;3. Horrible weather really prevented me from doing anything during the month. I spent a lot of time in Park View... I hated it. So now I'm looking to move closer to Clinton. Or maybe even in Clinton if I can find something on the north end that isnt trash&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial Narrow;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="562395715-27022008"&gt;4. Since I couldn't make it to Chi due to weather, sister came to visit me, tay, and lady di's. I would have to say this was a very successful trip home. She even found time to get her harrrrrr did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial Narrow;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="562395715-27022008"&gt;We celebrated Tay's Birthday - Part Dos. It's only right that she had two birthdays since she had never celebrated hers before. We spent the night at Lady Di's.... Thumbs up for touch tones, thumbs down for the number of townies that would not leave us alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial Narrow;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="562395715-27022008"&gt;5. We are a big deal!!! I would first like to congratulate sister on (as she said) being proactive and going after those dollars! She was recently promoted...  Also, my review from January finally came back. Thank god.. Im pretty sure mediacom will be shutting off my cable and internet any day now. I think I may be able to start a savings account - weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial Narrow;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="562395715-27022008"&gt;Is it  Spring yet??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DszTRK6R_vw/R8WMxqFmTgI/AAAAAAAAABU/CPqRaqajHNs/s1600-h/sisters+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DszTRK6R_vw/R8WMxqFmTgI/AAAAAAAAABU/CPqRaqajHNs/s320/sisters+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171694531844132354" 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/3384819820592113050-5061300296393225255?l=ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com/feeds/5061300296393225255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3384819820592113050&amp;postID=5061300296393225255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384819820592113050/posts/default/5061300296393225255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384819820592113050/posts/default/5061300296393225255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com/2008/02/february.html' title='February'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15006743090108551239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DszTRK6R_vw/R8WMxqFmTgI/AAAAAAAAABU/CPqRaqajHNs/s72-c/sisters+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3384819820592113050.post-9604272192245522</id><published>2008-02-06T19:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T19:54:15.214-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow Ruins Everything!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DszTRK6R_vw/R6p_xA-bdKI/AAAAAAAAABE/6LklJRpeoOU/s1600-h/deck.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164080402785858722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DszTRK6R_vw/R6p_xA-bdKI/AAAAAAAAABE/6LklJRpeoOU/s200/deck.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the drifts that are on my deck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DszTRK6R_vw/R6p-2A-bdJI/AAAAAAAAAA8/epatqRxL054/s1600-h/plow+stuck.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164079389173576850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DszTRK6R_vw/R6p-2A-bdJI/AAAAAAAAAA8/epatqRxL054/s200/plow+stuck.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one plow had to help another&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DszTRK6R_vw/R6p-lg-bdII/AAAAAAAAAA0/1QpRPU3QuxA/s1600-h/car+again.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164079105705735298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DszTRK6R_vw/R6p-lg-bdII/AAAAAAAAAA0/1QpRPU3QuxA/s200/car+again.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went out later to dig my car out..... i couldn't do it. that is at least 6 inches on top of the car. I would guess about a foot of snow all around my car - the idiot plowing did not help&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. woo hoo AU was closed today&lt;br /&gt;2. boo i havent left my apt since sunday&lt;br /&gt;3. woo hoo - jeff said he would come over tomorrow and dig my car out&lt;br /&gt;4. boo - im supposed to get my hair colored tomorrow and i dont think it will happen&lt;br /&gt;5. also, mom said it is supposed to snow again on fri and sat which could ruin my plans for chicago :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3384819820592113050-9604272192245522?l=ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com/feeds/9604272192245522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3384819820592113050&amp;postID=9604272192245522' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384819820592113050/posts/default/9604272192245522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384819820592113050/posts/default/9604272192245522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com/2008/02/snow-ruins-everything.html' title='Snow Ruins Everything!'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15006743090108551239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DszTRK6R_vw/R6p_xA-bdKI/AAAAAAAAABE/6LklJRpeoOU/s72-c/deck.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3384819820592113050.post-8464596093867372304</id><published>2008-02-05T18:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T18:46:21.058-08:00</updated><title type='text'>6 more weeks of winter</title><content type='html'>well its been a great week.....&lt;br /&gt;1. ive basically been sick since sunday and havent left my apartment since saturday. i am going crazy here by myself.&lt;br /&gt;2. the snow will not stop. an expected 6-10 inches for tonight / tomorrow. it has been snowing since 2pm. im hoping that i dont have work in the morning. i was hoping that the 6 weeks of winter was just a joke, apparently not...&lt;br /&gt;3. on the up side, i am finally coloring my hair on thursday - this will get me ready for my trip to chicago with tay&lt;br /&gt;4. as mentioned before, taylor and i will be going to chicago on Saturday (weather depending) to visit sister and melissa. im expecting great things from this trip&lt;br /&gt;5. stacy and I are purchasing plane tickets this week for tx! how excited am i? i will create a countdown once i have more details...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soooo bored in Iowa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3384819820592113050-8464596093867372304?l=ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com/feeds/8464596093867372304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3384819820592113050&amp;postID=8464596093867372304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384819820592113050/posts/default/8464596093867372304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384819820592113050/posts/default/8464596093867372304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com/2008/02/6-more-weeks-of-winter.html' title='6 more weeks of winter'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15006743090108551239</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-3384819820592113050.post-712133313083227813</id><published>2008-01-24T18:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T18:44:07.473-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Annoyed</title><content type='html'>1. wtf is up with the all the snow and below freezing temps. January is almost over - doesn't that mean that spring is right around the corner?&lt;br /&gt;2. US bank decided to post a withdrawl that I did not make - taking $30 out of my account which then put it in the negative. Trust me, they will get a piece of my mind in the morning&lt;br /&gt;3. I still haven't finished my final paper for class - which is my own fault&lt;br /&gt;4. My annoying drive from park view to civilization every day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Things that make me less annoyed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I can wear sweats to work tomorrow (College Student Friday = free food &amp;amp; booze)&lt;br /&gt;2) Lyons Tap with co-workers&lt;br /&gt;3) Tay's upcoming birthday - maybe a little barhop at the district? Or...  sister, we could come visit you !&lt;br /&gt;4) finally made an appt to get the haaaaarrrr did (as sister would say)&lt;br /&gt;5) Jess will be back in town on Monday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3384819820592113050-712133313083227813?l=ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com/feeds/712133313083227813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3384819820592113050&amp;postID=712133313083227813' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384819820592113050/posts/default/712133313083227813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384819820592113050/posts/default/712133313083227813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com/2008/01/annoyed.html' title='Annoyed'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15006743090108551239</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-3384819820592113050.post-8330122031092535141</id><published>2008-01-20T12:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T12:33:21.981-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Texas! Holla!</title><content type='html'>Well things have been looking up lately. I still miss roomie a lot and I am pretty bored at the apt. However, I have been working a lot more - so I should be getting some OT. Also, I recently celebrated my 1 yr at Ashford and I will be getting my raise soon. Very excited about this. I will finally have a salary that I can survive on - oh and sister, if you thought you needed a new job before... you'll really need one now, cause I'll be making more money than you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as the title says - TEXAS! HOLLA! I am going to visit roomie in March. Which this is kind of a big deal from me. I am taking a vacation and its not family or work related. Stacy is supposed to come with for her 21st - we'll see if this actually happens. Mom said she would buy a plane ticket to texas if I got on my own cell phone plan. Sounds like a good deal to me... although the plane ticket might be cheaper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mentioning sister again - the rents and I are visiting her on Monday for lunch. Not sure how successful this trip will be. After all, the machine is the one who suggested it. Which makes me think he has another motive - lecturing sister and I about money. If this is the case, lunch will be overrated. I'll be sure to blog later to let you know how this turns out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weekend was a success so far. I went out on Friday night to Lyons Tap. Most of Ashford was there after work. I went and had a few drinks with brother Josh. A few drinks turned into 11pm, drunk and no dinner. I was tired so I came back to my apt. Early night but no hangover. On Saturday I went to work for a couple hours and met Mer for dinner at our place (el tapatio) everything was going good until Mer dropped my phone into the bowl on salsa. She had my phone because I was trying to show her the Machine's mid-life crisis of a new bike, gained weight and facial hair. Luckily my phone survived the spill but everyone in the restaurant noticed what happened and the waiters brought lots of napkins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ug super lazy today - im going to shower and then to morrison for family bonding&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3384819820592113050-8330122031092535141?l=ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com/feeds/8330122031092535141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3384819820592113050&amp;postID=8330122031092535141' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384819820592113050/posts/default/8330122031092535141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384819820592113050/posts/default/8330122031092535141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com/2008/01/texas-holla.html' title='Texas! Holla!'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15006743090108551239</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-3384819820592113050.post-7669387817035895610</id><published>2008-01-14T07:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T07:48:14.064-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Red Neck Wedding</title><content type='html'>I watched a new show last night on CMT - trust me I didn't plan on actually watching any programs that are on this station. But I heard the words "this week, on Red Neck Wedding" Plus it was Tom Arnold hosting the show. So you knew it was going to be trashy. I have often defined "Red Neck" as White Trash. This show proved to me that I was CORRECT. From watching this show, here are a few things that make a wedding RED NECK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) A western theme&lt;br /&gt;2) having the ceremony in a barn&lt;br /&gt;3) The bride had been married 3 times before this&lt;br /&gt;4) the groom killed his own chickens for the reception&lt;br /&gt;5) they had an Auction at the reception - Just because there is a large group of people preset is not a valid excuse to have an auction&lt;br /&gt;6) the bride wore a dress with tassles - and obviously and this point the dress should not have been white&lt;br /&gt;7) the groom's friends decided to moon the camera. they all had a good laugh - I was ready to puke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jess, this is also a plea to you - please do not have a red neck / white trash wedding. You know it has been one of my concerns. If there is any sort of tassle looking fabric on my dress I am not in the wedding!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Jess, I am trying to plan a trip to Texas in March. Since I am a broke ass we'll see how this works out... but it's in the planning stages. Sister, I think you should come with!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3384819820592113050-7669387817035895610?l=ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com/feeds/7669387817035895610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3384819820592113050&amp;postID=7669387817035895610' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384819820592113050/posts/default/7669387817035895610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384819820592113050/posts/default/7669387817035895610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com/2008/01/red-neck-wedding.html' title='Red Neck Wedding'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15006743090108551239</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-3384819820592113050.post-8864490370035633380</id><published>2008-01-03T14:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T14:58:24.494-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2008</title><content type='html'>- to start off three days into the year and it has already turned out better than last year&lt;br /&gt;Jess and I spent NYE basically driving home from work. the weather was shit so it took a long time to make it back to the apt. Once we got back we were going to spend the night watching Clueless and making up a drinking game. Jeff texted me and asked if I wanted to go to the bar. I told him I would meet up with him in a little bit. He let me know that he was picking Jess and I up in 2 minutes and he was paying... When have I ever said no to free booze? So within a 4 hour time span and too many drinks and shots to count.. I celebrated the new year and don't remember much else - besides passing out early and waking up with a hangover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sister, I didnt even get a chance to ask what you did for NYE - how did your fiesta go? Also, sister Tay was in Chicago and she was even down by wrigley. I cant believe she didnt see you... that's worse than Pri!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now on to the sad / exciting news: Jess is leaving me this weekend to go to Texas. This also means that Adam is FINALLY coming home so I really couldnt be happier for her. I mean really for just about as long as we've been living together... he's been over there. It has been damn near forever. Im going to miss the hell outta her and I will be a broke ass. But I am still planning a Spring Break / Birthday trip to Texas! So Jess, please if you could just wait til April to be prego - that would really work out well for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week I will celebrate 1 year at Ashford University. I can't believe it has already been a year? ! It seems so crazy... but good too. I've managed to pay off credit cards, move out, buy a new car. So really, I think 2007 has been successful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that's about it for now. I should actually be enrolling students....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3384819820592113050-8864490370035633380?l=ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com/feeds/8864490370035633380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3384819820592113050&amp;postID=8864490370035633380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384819820592113050/posts/default/8864490370035633380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384819820592113050/posts/default/8864490370035633380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com/2008/01/2008.html' title='2008'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15006743090108551239</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-3384819820592113050.post-5433097325566138907</id><published>2007-12-21T09:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T09:45:21.485-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Next attempt at becoming famous....</title><content type='html'>So Jess and I have created the perfect plan in my continued search for fame. This is possibly the best idea ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;background info:&lt;/strong&gt; In the last year or so I've really taught Jess on how to classy things up. I am very impressed with her upgrade to classy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I should share my gift with others.... So it is only right that I will have my own tv show.  From Trash to Class with Ash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ofcourse, we need to get someone to follow us around with a camera to document roomie's metamorphosis.&lt;br /&gt;We can then post it on youtube until a famous executive sees it there and purchases it from me for millions, and then offers me a deal to have my own show on UPN, just like Tyra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We might even make it on the Tyra show!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could an idea like this go wrong?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3384819820592113050-5433097325566138907?l=ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com/feeds/5433097325566138907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3384819820592113050&amp;postID=5433097325566138907' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384819820592113050/posts/default/5433097325566138907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384819820592113050/posts/default/5433097325566138907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com/2007/12/next-attempt-at-becoming-famous.html' title='Next attempt at becoming famous....'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15006743090108551239</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-3384819820592113050.post-2519885108323639602</id><published>2007-12-07T15:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T23:13:59.285-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Last Blog Before Vegas</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;reasons I'm not looking forward to this trip&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) waking up at 3am on Sunday&lt;br /&gt;2) charter bus from enrollment center to Midway&lt;br /&gt;3) wearing business casual clothing on the plane&lt;br /&gt;4) $150 room deposit - which I do not have&lt;br /&gt;5) Vegas with Mom - need I say more?&lt;br /&gt;6) an awards banquet for people that I do not care about&lt;br /&gt;7) wearing a formal dress&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;reasons to look forward to this trip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;After my acting debut, I will become famous!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3384819820592113050-2519885108323639602?l=ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com/feeds/2519885108323639602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3384819820592113050&amp;postID=2519885108323639602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384819820592113050/posts/default/2519885108323639602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384819820592113050/posts/default/2519885108323639602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com/2007/12/one-las-blog-before-vegas.html' title='One Last Blog Before Vegas'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15006743090108551239</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-3384819820592113050.post-4336000920119315688</id><published>2007-11-29T15:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T15:06:46.427-08:00</updated><title type='text'>....</title><content type='html'>wow I guess its been awhile since my last post but not a lot has changed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) thanksgiving was a success - a little too much family bonding but i really enjoyed townie bar night. It pretty much made my whole weekend. The only way I can handle the townies is when I'm drunk so it makes sense.&lt;br /&gt;2) roomie and I have been very domestic lately. We have been cooking and cleaning fools. We made cookies and got drunk last Saturday night and then had a nice little family bake day with mother and taylor on Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;3) I have started preparing for when I become Famous in Vegas (acting debut) Last night in class we had to perform a play in front of the class. I totally dominated which made me realize that I do have the skills to become famous.&lt;br /&gt;4) I have actually had a good week at work - for the first time in a month or two, I actually met my goal. Whew.. now it's time to set up for the next week&lt;br /&gt;5) still enjoying time with roommate. Since she has moved in I have had my bills go down and I also get to listen to her reasonings as to why Eggs should be considered dairy (ya know, they are next to the cottage cheese and milk) &lt;br /&gt;6) I bought a dress for vegas - FINALLY. If it doesnt work then I am basically screwed. It should be in the mail today. I guess I'll keep you posted on that one&lt;br /&gt;7) I've finally joined a gym and started the work out process. My ass hurts nightly because I like to ride the bike and listen to my ipod. I should probably work other parts of my body but the machines look complicated. This is why I am glad that I have an athletic roommate&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3384819820592113050-4336000920119315688?l=ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com/feeds/4336000920119315688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3384819820592113050&amp;postID=4336000920119315688' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384819820592113050/posts/default/4336000920119315688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384819820592113050/posts/default/4336000920119315688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com/2007/11/blog-post.html' title='....'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15006743090108551239</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-3384819820592113050.post-7955992935521871308</id><published>2007-11-19T14:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T14:47:14.715-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Bay Bay</title><content type='html'>This is for Jess!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A whack song made by hurricane chris.&lt;br /&gt;A bay bay is a stupid phrase...who uses it anyway? Hurricane chris is just a poser rapper who got lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a dip shit says&lt;br /&gt;homie 1:oh homie G (add more generic urban slang)&lt;br /&gt;homie 2:yes ma home dog&lt;br /&gt;homie 1:look at that fine female&lt;br /&gt;homie 2:hey lets make total asses of ourselves. ya down?&lt;br /&gt;homie 1:sure&lt;br /&gt;both homies together: a bay bay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slang for hey baby; something that u say 2 show interest in a hot gurl in the clubmade popular by the song A Bay Bay by Hirricane Chris&lt;br /&gt;Damn!!! Look at that hottie! A Bay Bay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the worst rap song published in the 21st century. This song sets back the black rights movement by atleast 20 years.&lt;br /&gt;stupid ass niggas in the club a bay bay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the gayest shit to be played on the radio&lt;br /&gt;Hurricane Chris acts like he's bad ass cuz he sings "a bay bay"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3384819820592113050-7955992935521871308?l=ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com/feeds/7955992935521871308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3384819820592113050&amp;postID=7955992935521871308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384819820592113050/posts/default/7955992935521871308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384819820592113050/posts/default/7955992935521871308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com/2007/11/bay-bay.html' title='A Bay Bay'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15006743090108551239</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-3384819820592113050.post-5798124288280756111</id><published>2007-11-14T12:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T12:39:52.523-08:00</updated><title type='text'>urbandictionary.com</title><content type='html'>I have found a new love - Word of the Day from &lt;a href="http://www.urbandictionary.com/"&gt;www.urbandictionary.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be expanding my vocab to include some of these phrases&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;complete hilarity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=text+social&amp;amp;defid=2381223"&gt;text social&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a group of people, usually three or more, all simultaneously text others not present, instead of conversing with each other.&lt;br /&gt;We were got together for a drink last night but ended up having a text social instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=roll+thick&amp;amp;defid=525831"&gt;roll thick&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To associate with a large group of people. To travel/go out with a large entourage.&lt;br /&gt;Don't mess with Tyrone. He rolls thick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=penis+sympathy&amp;amp;defid=1377982"&gt;penis sympathy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The faint, lingering feeling of vicarious pain most men feel when they hear of another man in a situation where his penis has been injured.&lt;br /&gt;Hey Jack, remember the end of that fishing trip when the car trunk accidentally slammed down on Phil's crotch? Man, I couldn't have sex for days after that one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=Phone+Grope&amp;amp;defid=1779526"&gt;Phone Grope&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grabbing at pockets, patting yourself down to make sure you have your cellphone and don't need to turn around and go back home for it. This behaviour tends to be heightened in people who also have a habit of going back to check the locks on the doors several times before leaving home.&lt;br /&gt;Dude, stop that.What?Quit the phone grope. You're always grabbing at your pockets as soon as we're on the road. Didn't you remember your cell?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=fire+hazard&amp;amp;defid=1724310"&gt;fire hazard&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man who is utterly in denial of his homosexuality(in the closet) despite the fact that he is clearly gay to the objective observer(flaming).&lt;br /&gt;Hey Mike, Jessica's fire hazard of a husband was checking out your ass again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3384819820592113050-5798124288280756111?l=ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com/feeds/5798124288280756111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3384819820592113050&amp;postID=5798124288280756111' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384819820592113050/posts/default/5798124288280756111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384819820592113050/posts/default/5798124288280756111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com/2007/11/urbandictionarycom.html' title='urbandictionary.com'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15006743090108551239</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-3384819820592113050.post-3950988563280605284</id><published>2007-11-13T12:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T12:21:40.158-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Second Job?!?!?</title><content type='html'>well to start off I guess I should update on the weekend. Here are the basics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jess and I&lt;br /&gt;handle of Jose&lt;br /&gt;limes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think you need much else to have fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so I drank way too much on Friday night - but not as much as Jess. She managed to pass out by midnight? This was right after she spilled a margarita on Derek and threw a deck of cards at him. She knew she should put her self to sleep. I passed out around 3 - after sister kept calling to hear her ringback tone. (sis, do you remember that?) I got up at 7:30 to babysit for Kristy... babysat from 9-5:30 which was exhausting but I made $50. By the time I made it back to the apt, Jess informed me that we would be going out for the 2nd night in a row. We went to Derek's house and drank for awhile. I really wasn't feelin too social so we made it back to the apt by 12. Had a few visitors and managed to pass out by 2. On Sunday I finally got to sleep in - AMAZING! Jess and I went to Old Navy and VS (specifically so I did not have to do laundry) we then headed to Chili's for dinner - delish. Later that night I told Jess that I was bored and she had to entertain me. She suggested that we finish up the bottle of Jose. Sounded like a great plan to me... 2 hours, 2 margaritas, and 2 shots later we were both drunk. Luckily, it was before 10 so we got a good night of sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I filled out an application to work at Old Navy - they called today and want to set up an interview. I still have to call them back... and still debating if I really NEED a 2nd job. Anne worked at the Old Navy in Peoria and didn't seem to mind it - she will also be working at the gap so maybe things won't be so bad? Who knows if I'd even get the job - but they would be stupid not to hire me. After all, I did work at Kohls for a year - which was the worst job ever. It should show them that I am dedicated... or poor....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going home tonight to work on homework for class tomorrow and to pick up my laptop. I finally called mediacom to set up my own account - Jess and I had a little fun with Jenn's account over the weekend - she should really learn to cancel her account. Especially when she owes me money - that was silly on her part. I guess she'll learn her lesson when she gets her bill in the mail.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3384819820592113050-3950988563280605284?l=ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com/feeds/3950988563280605284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3384819820592113050&amp;postID=3950988563280605284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384819820592113050/posts/default/3950988563280605284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384819820592113050/posts/default/3950988563280605284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com/2007/11/second-job.html' title='A Second Job?!?!?'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15006743090108551239</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-3384819820592113050.post-3570750922937144176</id><published>2007-11-09T15:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T15:18:50.742-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I have a roommate... again</title><content type='html'>well its been awhile since the last update -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the trip to chicago was a success - here are a few hilights&lt;br /&gt;a) i bought an amazing coach purse and wallet for the low price of $250. Seriously.. amazing deal&lt;br /&gt;b) I had my first shot of patron - although it was at the end of the night so I don't really remember it. I also blame it for my drunkeness.&lt;br /&gt;c) my sister was at a bar (completely trashed) she ended up dancing with some black guy and then came back to me and said "ooooh my first interracial relationship" - wow&lt;br /&gt;d) I drove to and from Chicago without getting lost, shot or hitting a deer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EXCITING UPDATE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tonight I am celebrating becaise Jess is FINALLY moving in. It was cute - last night we went grocery shopping, made dinner and watched Grey's together. I can't wait to live with her again. She also brought up the fact that since we are finally living together again it will be easier for her to visit sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so back to the celebration - I've created an event of "Margarita Madness"&lt;br /&gt;it involves a handle of Jose and a few limes - what more do you need?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to get up early on Saturday to babysit for Kristy Rice, I most likely will be hungover so this better be a good paying job&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about ready to leave work for the night and head over to el toro!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3384819820592113050-3570750922937144176?l=ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com/feeds/3570750922937144176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3384819820592113050&amp;postID=3570750922937144176' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384819820592113050/posts/default/3570750922937144176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384819820592113050/posts/default/3570750922937144176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-have-roommate-again.html' title='I have a roommate... again'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15006743090108551239</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-3384819820592113050.post-241619958231400285</id><published>2007-10-29T19:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T19:59:56.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm (almost) famous!</title><content type='html'>A lot has happened since my last blog - im surprised i even have time to update this.. with my hollywood lifestyle and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started with my acting debut last week - I believe it was for an Ashford promotional video or some sort of video that they are playing while we are in Vegas. Well, I had 3 lines... I should probably mention that of the select few that were chosen for the video, I didn't see anyone with 3 lines. They obviously saw my talent from the beginning. I might as well claim a spot on &lt;a href="http://imdb.com/"&gt;http://imdb.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the weekend I was plagued with a stuffed nose and a smoker's hack... I have recently discovered that this could also be known as a cold. I hate being sick... plus nobody likes listening to a sick person on the phone... what a disaster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As my blogging continues I am supposed to be focusing on my final paper for class... well we all know my procrastination habbits have not changed. so instead, it might be complete by tomorrow or wednesday. I might blame this sickness on it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier this week, I thought I would become a technical marvel and hook up the internet that I have been paying for to my computer.... Sadly, it was not as easy as it seemed. I guess I have to call mediacom and ask for a code or some bull shit. I am very angry.. and i've had to come home for the last two days just to use the internet. Luckily you all benefit from reading this hilarious blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Countdowns:&lt;br /&gt;57 days til Christmas&lt;br /&gt;41 days til Ashford goes to VEGAS!!!!!!!! also the # of days til I am famous!&lt;br /&gt;5 days til Tay and I visit sister&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3384819820592113050-241619958231400285?l=ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com/feeds/241619958231400285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3384819820592113050&amp;postID=241619958231400285' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384819820592113050/posts/default/241619958231400285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384819820592113050/posts/default/241619958231400285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com/2007/10/im-almost-famous.html' title='i&apos;m (almost) famous!'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15006743090108551239</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-3384819820592113050.post-1724190376301011676</id><published>2007-10-12T13:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T13:18:08.629-07:00</updated><title type='text'>T.G.I.F.</title><content type='html'>Happy Friday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s been forever since I have done updating of any sort… hard to do when I don’t have internet access at my apartment and limited access at work. The week has gone by pretty slow but all in all not too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m adjusting to being on my own for now – Jenn basically moved out. She still has ½  of her stuff at the apartment but she hasn’t been there for a week. Still trying to get the apartment cleaned up... I’ve been so focused on being social I haven’t paid attention to laundry and homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can’t wait for Jess to move in, I can tell already we are going to be bad news – well, or good news! We’ve gone out numerous times. Usually to shady Mexican places like La Feria and El Toro – both of which are delish – Special shout out to Jeff for buying drinks last night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to this whole internet thing – I really need to hook it up. Anyone want to help me? That would be great. I miss my connection to the world outside of Iowa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work has gone very well this week; I hit my goal of 4 applications for the first time in about 2 months. Pretty much an all star (or as close as I can get)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holla at sister for sending a kick ass thank-you card I loved it&lt;br /&gt;“It was good to see that you can hold up to the reputation that I have set for alcohol consumption combined with complete hilarity” (duh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other exciting news, my financial aid disbursement FINALLY came into today. I have to stop by campus and pick it up. Which means I should finally be caught up on most of my bills… maybe have a little extra for savings…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merri is home for fall break = us spending the night together drinking and catching up on recent events. It also usually involves us creating a special drink for the night. I’m already thinking of some creative ideas. All else fails, there is always margaritas and wine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3384819820592113050-1724190376301011676?l=ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com/feeds/1724190376301011676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3384819820592113050&amp;postID=1724190376301011676' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384819820592113050/posts/default/1724190376301011676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384819820592113050/posts/default/1724190376301011676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com/2007/10/tgif.html' title='T.G.I.F.'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15006743090108551239</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-3384819820592113050.post-380436518787804203</id><published>2007-10-02T10:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T10:55:14.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Domestic</title><content type='html'>I know it’s hard to believe… but true. I went back to my apartment last night – after not being there since Thursday morning. I came back to chaos! The apartment was a disaster area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;List of domestic things I did&lt;br /&gt;1)      washed  dishes – they had been sitting in a sink of water since Friday&lt;br /&gt;2)      Folded &amp;amp; hung up laundry that I did at home&lt;br /&gt;3)      Took out garbage, all 7 bags – I didn’t notice that the CR left numerous bags of trash out on the deck instead of taking it to the dumpster. Is it really that far of a walk? Still annoyed by this – most of the bags had sat out in the rain for a couple days&lt;br /&gt;4)      Cleaned up the kitchen – threw away moldy food. I knew I was smart for never buying groceries – I didn’t have to throw away anything of mine. There’s still some suspicious lunchmeat in the fridge – I’m making CR test it out, she thinks its fine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I came back to work yesterday to find out that all AU employees received the ipod nano in appreciation of reaching 10,000 students! I’m still figuring it out but very excited that I finally have an ipod which I did not have to pay for it. Although I noticed that the AU logo is engraved on the back… whatev&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as of this weekend, I will be back to living with Jess. So excited to have her back in my life (as a roommate) we really don’t see enough of each other at work! Jenn will be off to the exciting world of Peoria to work in a daycare and live with the boy toy. He bought me a bottle of UV so I can’t complain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would also like to point out that Taylor has been working at Ashford for a solid 4 months now = $1000 referral bonus for this girl! Tay, we will go out for drinks! Sister, I might finally have money for a birthday present &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, tomorrow is sister’s birthday!!! Hope you have a great one! I’m still excited about all the fun pics from the weekend. And yes Jenna, there was a photo booth at the bar – you walked past it every time you went to get a drink!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3384819820592113050-380436518787804203?l=ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com/feeds/380436518787804203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3384819820592113050&amp;postID=380436518787804203' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384819820592113050/posts/default/380436518787804203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384819820592113050/posts/default/380436518787804203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com/2007/10/im-domestic.html' title='I&apos;m Domestic'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15006743090108551239</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-3384819820592113050.post-8768728081780742807</id><published>2007-09-30T22:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T22:16:13.207-07:00</updated><title type='text'>photo booth at a bar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DszTRK6R_vw/RwCCawgxqVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PsufXr1azOY/s1600-h/photo+booth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116232572903467346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DszTRK6R_vw/RwCCawgxqVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PsufXr1azOY/s320/photo+booth.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had a ton of fun in chicago this weekend.... so much to blog about....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;but its late and for now i just want to point out this is exactly why bars should NOT have photobooths - memories for the low cost of $3 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3384819820592113050-8768728081780742807?l=ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com/feeds/8768728081780742807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3384819820592113050&amp;postID=8768728081780742807' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384819820592113050/posts/default/8768728081780742807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384819820592113050/posts/default/8768728081780742807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com/2007/09/photo-booth-at-bar.html' title='photo booth at a bar'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15006743090108551239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_DszTRK6R_vw/RwCCawgxqVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PsufXr1azOY/s72-c/photo+booth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3384819820592113050.post-2221606757757302684</id><published>2007-09-26T11:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T12:43:01.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'>VIVA CHICAGO</title><content type='html'>countdown continues: in 2 short days I will be in the windy city visiting sister for the quarter-century party! Sister always makes good points as to why this trip will be such a success... here is an example (an email she sent this morning to Jess and I)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Subject: reasons you should come to Chicago this weekend&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)       I’m here (duh)&lt;br /&gt;2)       3 hours of all the booze you can drink for the low cost of $27&lt;br /&gt;3)       Frolicking about to various other booze and food establishments&lt;br /&gt;4)       A good chance to get out of the cornfields for a weekend&lt;br /&gt;5)       Bonding time with your former and future roommate&lt;br /&gt;6)       Celebrate move out of parent’s house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, there you have it.  6 OUTSTANDING and CREATIVE reasons that you should come with ash this weekend.  Call off &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;McDonalds&lt;/span&gt;!! (but could you bring me a southwest salad?  Those are tasty) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;directed at Jess cause she is a crew bitch)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Come on!  Its time to live it up!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have created my own witty list as to why I am excited for a road trip &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;other reasons Chicago is fun:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) dad registered his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;IPASS&lt;/span&gt; for my car = no tolls&lt;br /&gt;2) every road trip needs a mixed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;cd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) having other drivers be jealous of my sweet car&lt;br /&gt;4) a partner in crime (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;jess&lt;/span&gt;) would be nice to have on the way there&lt;br /&gt;5) reminiscing about Anne's "glory days"&lt;br /&gt;6) Challenging myself to consume more than $27 of alcohol&lt;br /&gt;7) SOUVENIRS! I love gifts from other cities&lt;br /&gt;8) Finally seeing sister's apt - after all, she's been there since May!&lt;br /&gt;9) hearing a live version of "RUN IT" instead of sister always texting me or drunk dialing to sing it to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I can't leave this list at 9 reasons....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will update with reason 10 later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;any suggestions?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3384819820592113050-2221606757757302684?l=ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com/feeds/2221606757757302684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3384819820592113050&amp;postID=2221606757757302684' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384819820592113050/posts/default/2221606757757302684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384819820592113050/posts/default/2221606757757302684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com/2007/09/viva-chicago.html' title='VIVA CHICAGO'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15006743090108551239</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-3384819820592113050.post-3848846782253930777</id><published>2007-09-25T07:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T15:34:49.415-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who's At The Top?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;ME! ME! ME!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kicking ass at work this week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Tuesday and I have enrolled 3 students - most of you have no idea what this means... my weekly goal is 4 so to be at 3 on a Tuesday is pretty superb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to give you an idea: for the weekly rankings I am # 1 out of 113 enrollment &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;advisors&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like you should expect any less?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I participated in a training conference call today - I'm friends with the trainer so I got some starbursts in return.... sweet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the second day in a row, I have made it to work around 8:30 - I'm never really on time but the normal is around 9:30. It's nice to leave work when it is still light out - I'm sure this will change when the time difference thingy takes effect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other recent events,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THURSDAY&lt;/strong&gt; is almost here = new season of Grey's. Don't bother calling me between 8-9, I will NOT answer. So excited!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was pay day = paying past due bills &amp;amp; having enough left over to visit sister this weekend for the birthday bash of the quarter century. Maybe even a little birthday gift?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taylor is out at Happy Hour celebrating our pay day... since we're old, we don't get excited about much. I should be with her but I think I will do a little shopping instead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've made it through another day of work !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3384819820592113050-3848846782253930777?l=ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com/feeds/3848846782253930777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3384819820592113050&amp;postID=3848846782253930777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384819820592113050/posts/default/3848846782253930777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384819820592113050/posts/default/3848846782253930777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com/2007/09/whos-at-top.html' title='Who&apos;s At The Top?'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15006743090108551239</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-3384819820592113050.post-5150190656129409038</id><published>2007-09-22T11:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T11:25:28.695-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Emails - my new texting</title><content type='html'>Well I have come across the conclusion that my emailing habits have turned into those of a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;texter&lt;/span&gt;. I guess I have officially joined the "working world" I am very proud to say that I sent 92 emails on Friday. This actually excites me - Anne, this is comparable when you get excited to sending 1000 texts in a month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like this is a large amount of emailing for one day, but I could be wrong. I need to find out an average number. I am sure I surpassed it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other recent events, I got my hair cut today. Just call me Becks. I had to get &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;sexified&lt;/span&gt; for Anne's party - which I can not stop thinking about.  Just one short week and I will be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;livin&lt;/span&gt; it up in the windy city!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really need to find more friends that will also blog - I like comments and reading witty blogs. This is why I liked blogging on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;myspace&lt;/span&gt;..... I guess it's an adjustment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Ug&lt;/span&gt; I'm old - officially closer to 23 instead of 22&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sister, you did not even realize it was my 1/2 birthday - come on now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3384819820592113050-5150190656129409038?l=ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com/feeds/5150190656129409038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3384819820592113050&amp;postID=5150190656129409038' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384819820592113050/posts/default/5150190656129409038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384819820592113050/posts/default/5150190656129409038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com/2007/09/emails-my-new-texting.html' title='Emails - my new texting'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15006743090108551239</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-3384819820592113050.post-8718011713822004187</id><published>2007-09-21T12:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T13:06:06.201-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't like you either</title><content type='html'>One of my co-workers had the nerve to tell me that I am unfriendly. &lt;strong&gt;ME! UNFRIENDLY!?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My response: i am not! if i was unfriendly to you, i would not talk to you….be grateful i acknowledge you on a daily basis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t think he realizes that I am so hilarious that I have too many friends. Which if he knew my sister; he would have a better idea of what unfriendly really is. (Anne, I’m sure you take this as a compliment)  I am way too nice to the people I work with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really need to get back to work, seeing as how I havent accomplished much of anything today. I did receive this forward that is still making me laugh:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Rule: Stop giving me that pop-up ad for &lt;a title="http://classmates.com/" href="http://classmates.com/"&gt;classmates.com&lt;/a&gt;! There's a reason you don't talk to people for 25 years. Because you don't particularly like them! Besides, I already know what the captain of the football team is doing these days--mowing my lawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Rule: Don't eat anything that's served to you out a window unless you're a seagull. People are acting all shocked that a human finger was found in a bowl of Wendy's chili. Hey, it cost less than a dollar. What did you expect it to contain? Trout?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Rule: Stop saying that teenage boys who have sex with their hot, blonde teachers are permanently damaged. I have a better description for these kids: lucky bastards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Rule: Ladies, leave your eyebrows alone. Here's how much men care about your eyebrows: do you have two of them? Okay, we're done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Rule: There's no such thing as flavored water. There's a whole aisle of this crap at the supermarket, water, but without that watery taste. Sorry, but flavored water is called a soft drink. You want flavored water? Pour some scotch over ice and let it melt. That's your flavored water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Rule: I'm not the cashier! By the time I look up from sliding my card, entering my PIN number, pressing "Enter," verifying the amount, deciding, no, I don't want cash back, and pressing "Enter" again, the kid who is supposed to be ringing me up is standing there eating my Almond Joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Rule: Just because your tattoo has Chinese characters in it doesn't make you spiritual. It's right above the crack of your ass. And it translates to "beef with broccoli." The last time you did anything spiritual, you were praying to God you weren't pregnant. You're not spiritual. You're just high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Rule: I don't need a bigger mega M&amp;amp;Ms. If I'm extra hungry for M&amp;amp;Ms, I'll go nuts and eat two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Rule: No more gift registries. You know, it used to be just for weddings. Now it's for babies and new homes and graduations from rehab. Picking out the stuff you want and having other people buy it for you isn't gift giving .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Rule: and this one is long overdue: No more bathroom attendants. After I zip up, some guy is offering me a towel and a mint like I just had sex with George Michael. I can't even tell if he's supposed to be there, or just some freak with a fetish. I don't want to be on your web cam, dude. I just want to wash my hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Rule: When I ask how old your toddler is, I don't need to know in months. "27 Months." "He's two," will do just fine. He's not a cheese. And I didn't really care in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Rule: If you ever hope to be a credible adult and want a job that pays better than minimum wage, then for God's sake don't pierce or tattoo every available piece of flesh. If so, then plan your future around saying" Do you want fries with that?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3384819820592113050-8718011713822004187?l=ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com/feeds/8718011713822004187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3384819820592113050&amp;postID=8718011713822004187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384819820592113050/posts/default/8718011713822004187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384819820592113050/posts/default/8718011713822004187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyburkholder.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-dont-like-you-either.html' title='I don&apos;t like you either'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15006743090108551239</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>
