<?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-32434102</id><updated>2012-02-08T19:09:41.044+01:00</updated><category term='lindsay lohan'/><category term='news'/><category term='movies'/><category term='good charlotte'/><category term='ballet'/><category term='jealousy'/><category term='kafka'/><category term='william moseley'/><category term='striped tights'/><category term='birthday party'/><category term='rome'/><category term='mendocino'/><category term='calzone'/><category term='spider-man'/><category term='brick walls'/><category term='easter'/><category term='pirates of the caribbean'/><category term='chris cooper'/><category term='the 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term='influenza'/><category term='fever'/><category term='Panic At the Disco'/><category term='mortal kombat'/><category term='sister'/><category term='lite-brite'/><category term='Marie Antoinette'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='esophogus'/><category term='serbian'/><category term='justin timberlake'/><category term='ferris bueller'/><category term='insomia'/><category term='norway'/><category term='cupcakes'/><category term='videos'/><category term='target'/><category term='YouTube'/><category term='old west'/><category term='website'/><category term='terrorism'/><category term='deep fried mashed potatoes'/><category term='mortuary'/><category term='television'/><category term='bEe Jellyfish'/><category term='Britain'/><category term='intestine'/><category term='Health Care'/><category term='cat food'/><category term='tags'/><category term='miserable'/><category term='blogger'/><category term='cinema'/><category term='cheeseburger'/><category term='santa claus'/><category term='disneyland'/><category term='god'/><category term='10 points'/><category term='seattle'/><category term='the Like'/><category term='American Girl'/><category term='napoli'/><category term='crackers'/><category term='similies'/><category term='pancakes'/><category term='failure'/><category term='leonardo dicaprio'/><category term='snow'/><category term='moshing'/><title type='text'>Bee Electric</title><subtitle type='html'>"I have one aim - the grotesque. If I am not grotesque I am nothing" Aubrey Beardsley (1872-1898)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>bee electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726357494831236080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l189/pseudoitaliana/pink-copy.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>166</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32434102.post-317794407935576442</id><published>2007-07-03T04:05:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T05:11:29.822+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally completely at home!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/73058808@N00/699730177/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1156/699730177_5bd8153f45.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, that's the sight of my second suitcase and it's contents spread across the floor of my room!! Though it's quite a mess, it is a happy mess as it means that everything is finally here. Including my Chanel sunglasses, my DVDs, and most of [all?] the magazines I thought I lost. And the book my host mom bought for my dad. I feel like a moron for freaking out before [turns out I just packed differently that I thought I had], but how was I supposed to know? Heck, they still lost my bags for way too much time...and dug through the one...and poked holes in the other. Good job, baggage handler folks! You &lt;i&gt;win&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways...now that everything is [very nearly] in it's place...I think that it is the appropriate time to end this blog. I'm not saying that this is fer sure the last post...I would like to get together a better ending, because this is lame. But for daily blogginz click yer way over to &lt;a href="http://charlotteaddams.vox.com/"&gt;charlotteaddams.vox.com&lt;/a&gt;! It is new and better and getting awesomer all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for all the fun!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;Bee Electric&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32434102-317794407935576442?l=pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/feeds/317794407935576442/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32434102&amp;postID=317794407935576442' title='4 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/317794407935576442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/317794407935576442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/2007/07/finally-completely-at-home.html' title='Finally completely at home!'/><author><name>bee electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726357494831236080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l189/pseudoitaliana/pink-copy.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32434102.post-4489736362423085876</id><published>2007-07-01T00:57:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T01:33:16.752+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Bags and Whatnot</title><content type='html'>British Airways has found my other bag and it should be here by Monday...I am kind of terrified because then I will get to see exactly how many hundreds of dollars of stuff is missing...I &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; hope that the answer is none at all!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hair is turning pink as I type...yay!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And OMG OMG OMG...I just found out that Tokio Hotel came to New York to check out about releasing Scream here!!! I &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; have to get on with the promotin' stuff! I have already been home a week...&lt;b&gt;THEY ARE GONNA BE HUGE.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Riding the TH high,&lt;br /&gt;Charlie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32434102-4489736362423085876?l=pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/feeds/4489736362423085876/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32434102&amp;postID=4489736362423085876' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/4489736362423085876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/4489736362423085876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/2007/07/bags-and-whatnot.html' title='Bags and Whatnot'/><author><name>bee electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726357494831236080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l189/pseudoitaliana/pink-copy.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32434102.post-6660368069198598428</id><published>2007-06-30T07:06:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T07:14:54.773+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Newly blonde</title><content type='html'>MMM I bleached my hair today...you can find the flickr set &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/73058808@N00/sets/72157600560349057/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. Now I am too tired to write anything else. See la l8rz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blondey blonde blonde&lt;br /&gt;Charlotte&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32434102-6660368069198598428?l=pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/feeds/6660368069198598428/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32434102&amp;postID=6660368069198598428' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/6660368069198598428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/6660368069198598428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/2007/06/newly-blonde.html' title='Newly blonde'/><author><name>bee electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726357494831236080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l189/pseudoitaliana/pink-copy.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32434102.post-9171383221485719083</id><published>2007-06-29T19:08:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T19:35:03.812+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The Magic of Espresso...</title><content type='html'>So last night I kind of didn't eat dinner...instead I drank nearly 2 pots of espresso [according to the box, each pot is 3-4 cups, as in servings]! I was pretty shakester afterwords and didn't exactly nod off early, but this happened instead:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/73058808@N00/661284905/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1128/661284905_a8a2e63d75.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Craze, riiiiight? I am so proud of myself, spesh 'cause I also cleaned up my nail polish stuff [I am still trying to get my b&amp;w frenchie done well...how the heck does Bill do it??], un/loaded the dishwasher, and washed the other dishes. My 'rents were supes suprised when they got home! In a good way...durrrrr... lookit what my mom gave me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/73058808@N00/661285083/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1239/661285083_c53673c637.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, those are gold stars. [Silver...whatever]. My suggestion, but still!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok kidz...Imma go take me a shower as I kinda smell funny...this afternoon: bleachin' fun!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keepin' it real,&lt;br /&gt;Charlotte&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32434102-9171383221485719083?l=pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/feeds/9171383221485719083/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32434102&amp;postID=9171383221485719083' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/9171383221485719083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/9171383221485719083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/2007/06/magic-of-espresso.html' title='The Magic of Espresso...'/><author><name>bee electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726357494831236080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l189/pseudoitaliana/pink-copy.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32434102.post-6541197454141888610</id><published>2007-06-27T05:56:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T06:10:47.046+02:00</updated><title type='text'>New arrivals!</title><content type='html'>I got one of my suitcases today!!! Which is kind of genius...and means that the floor of my room now looks like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/73058808@N00/636304718/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1110/636304718_70de1493b2.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which I feel kind of bad about, as my mom spent basically the whole time I was gone making my room &lt;i&gt;not&lt;/i&gt; look like that...Soz, mom! [do you even read this anymore?] I reckon I have to get organizin'!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bad thing is I seem to be missing some magazines and my DVD holder [including 12 Lord of the Rings dvds, Spider-Man, The Virgin Suicides, Pirates of the Caribbean, and more], and possibly my certificates from my Italian schools. Fuuuuuuuuudge. However, I don't know fer sure until I get my other suitcase — what with all the rearrangin' that was going down I don't really know where anything is/was. Apparently there was some computer glitch with British Airways and there are thousands of lost luggages chillin' in London. Snazzy! ::rolls eyes::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To-morrow I am going to the birthday party of someone I have not seen in over nine months...It should be fun, and hopefully not too awkward. I still haven't told them that I am not going to their school next year...oops!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I got my Hot Topic order today! That means that my mom can bleach my hair on Friday [I hope she does a decent job of it this time...I will try to give her thorough instructions], and then I can dye it! Though the colour that arrived was a good deal more...fuchsia than I was expecting [who knew "Virgin Rose" was pink, not red?], but I reckon that's what I get for ordering the stuff online. It also means that I was &lt;i&gt;finally&lt;/i&gt; able to paint my nails, as my polish is in my other suitcase. To commemorate the occasion I gave myself a rather horrid b&amp;w french manicure. How the heck does Bill do it? Maybe I'll improve after a few times. It might help if I sprang for some of those little strips, instead of using scotch tape....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now all I have to wait for is my Fred Flare package to arrive!! I am majorly stoked on that, as it has all sorts of fun goodies, including wigginz [incase the dye job fails], wayfarers [so I can finally jump on that bandwagon], and heaps other rad stuff. Sweeet!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just found out that my summer camp is going to have a group attending the university bookstore's Harry Potter party, a fact that literally made me scream with joy, as that was my only real objection to attending the second session. I ordered my book online [wth is up with paying 7 bucks shipping to pick up the book yerself?] and just need to sign up with the camp; I hope that there are still spaces!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reckon that's all I have for tonight...I am going to try [for the second time!] to make a decent cuppa joe with my snazzoid coffee maker that showed up in my luggage...wish me luck!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crossing her fingers,&lt;br /&gt;Charlotee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32434102-6541197454141888610?l=pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/feeds/6541197454141888610/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32434102&amp;postID=6541197454141888610' title='13 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/6541197454141888610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/6541197454141888610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/2007/06/new-arrivals.html' title='New arrivals!'/><author><name>bee electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726357494831236080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l189/pseudoitaliana/pink-copy.gif'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32434102.post-680697400237203844</id><published>2007-06-24T21:06:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T21:58:35.902+02:00</updated><title type='text'>And In the Mornin', I'm makin' WAFFLES!</title><content type='html'>Or, you know, scrambled eggs. And bacon. And coffee! This morning I got up at, like, 7:20...made brekkie for the 'rents. It was kinda cool! I made scrambled eggs with Havarti dill cheese and bacon and coffee. I think that it all turned out OK; I just ate the bacon and drank coffee so I don't know about the eggs. No one has died yet, though, so I reckon I am safe!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; need to learn German already. I didn't have a chance to listen to my podcasts over the last few days what with the travelling and whatnot, but I reckon I will start up again. I think that I will look at Pay 'n' Take next time for a textbook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, guess what? I introduced my frenzZz to Tokio Hotel and they like the music, even though they don't find them quite as good looking as I do, and think that Bill looks like a girl. Whatever! My parents also don't find them completely unsufferable, which is good as it means that I can listen to TH in the car or other places where they are too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ate my first frozen peas in nine months today! They were quite excellent...man how I have missed them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This afternoon we are going to watch a play of Anne Frank, and then tonight my friends and I are going to see Knocked Up. It will be quite a day filled with entertainment and fun. Well...Anne Frank maybe not so much, but the movie is a comedy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before we leave for the play I have more putting away of stuff to do...yuck!! It's also kind of hard now because my room is not really organized great right now. I mean, my mom spent the whole time I was in Italy cleaning and organizing it, but it's not really in a workable way, especially because heaps of my stuff is still floatin' about in the ether in my checked luggage. I just have to get it kind of put away for now at least...get it off my floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can say "My name is Charlotte and I am a pineapple" in five languages. Heck &lt;i&gt;yes&lt;/i&gt; that is useful!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK I'm off to do some organizin'!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wondering if she will find some pantaloons,&lt;br /&gt;Charlotte&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32434102-680697400237203844?l=pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/feeds/680697400237203844/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32434102&amp;postID=680697400237203844' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/680697400237203844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/680697400237203844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/2007/06/and-in-mornin-im-makin-waffles.html' title='And In the Mornin&apos;, I&apos;m makin&apos; WAFFLES!'/><author><name>bee electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726357494831236080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l189/pseudoitaliana/pink-copy.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32434102.post-9151591551775202422</id><published>2007-06-24T05:58:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T06:03:23.729+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Back in the USA!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://photohome.com/pictures/flag-pictures/american-flag-2a.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am back at home, finally. The journey was filled with trials and tribulations but I will write about that later. I am glad to be back at home and to see my friends again!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking English full-time,&lt;br /&gt;Charlotte&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32434102-9151591551775202422?l=pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/feeds/9151591551775202422/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32434102&amp;postID=9151591551775202422' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/9151591551775202422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/9151591551775202422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/2007/06/back-in-usa.html' title='Back in the USA!'/><author><name>bee electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726357494831236080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l189/pseudoitaliana/pink-copy.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32434102.post-4672220918497214856</id><published>2007-06-20T23:18:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T02:50:05.606+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Sayin' Bye-Bye</title><content type='html'>Today a bunch of peeps stopped by to say good-bye...it was kind of weird because even though I've kind of been in this situation twice before this time I am really leaving, not just to a different town or anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made these videos of the pizzas my mom was making:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eLQ0JM6YCNQ"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eLQ0JM6YCNQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/e8LlQ-1pQ2Y"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/e8LlQ-1pQ2Y" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took some pictures, but I will probably put those up after I get back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dani's family came by [though it actually took them 2 hours to get here...dang!], which was nice, though a bit awkward....I had a good evening, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I am watching One Tree Hill on DVD with Miriam...the first episodes I ever watched on TV back 4 months ago. It is a lot sadder and makes more sense since I've seen all the eps leading up to this. Dang....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrivederci,&lt;br /&gt;Charlotte&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32434102-4672220918497214856?l=pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/feeds/4672220918497214856/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32434102&amp;postID=4672220918497214856' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/4672220918497214856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/4672220918497214856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/2007/06/sayin-bye-bye.html' title='Sayin&apos; Bye-Bye'/><author><name>bee electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726357494831236080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l189/pseudoitaliana/pink-copy.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32434102.post-7119032995074085026</id><published>2007-06-20T12:06:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T12:44:59.203+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The last blog from Italz?</title><content type='html'>I was thinking about it and while I hope I will have time to blog again, I dunno if I will before I get out of here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in the case that this is the last blog from here...I'm just gonna say thanks. Thank you to everyone who helped me to get here...to everyone that I met here that made this the crazy awesome experience that it has been...to all the folks who listened to me ranting on here, on the phone, on IM when I was super excited or sobbing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks a bunch and I will see some of you soon! [ish!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling like eating turkey,&lt;br /&gt;Charlotte&lt;br /&gt;(and Bee Electric, Bee Cupcake, Nico...e tutti gli altri)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32434102-7119032995074085026?l=pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/feeds/7119032995074085026/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32434102&amp;postID=7119032995074085026' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/7119032995074085026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/7119032995074085026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/2007/06/last-blog-from-italz.html' title='The last blog from Italz?'/><author><name>bee electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726357494831236080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l189/pseudoitaliana/pink-copy.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32434102.post-2173756070993083021</id><published>2007-06-20T11:51:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T11:53:01.796+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Starting at Zero</title><content type='html'>It's June 20th, which means that I leave my family tomorrow, Italy the day after tomorrow, ad actually get back to my home sweet home in 3 days. Yikes. It's hard to believe that this "year" is almost over. So much has happened (good and bad) since I left 9 months and 5 days ago. It's going to be very strange to leave this country and return to Gtown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever anyone asks if I'm happy about going home I usually tell them that I am sad to leave but happy to go home, which is pretty much true, and serves to satisfy &amp; not offend the questioner [as "YES I AM SO STOKED TO GET OUT OF HERE" might], which was basically the point. I am sad to leave, sad that this experience is finally coming to an end. Of course, another week in this apartment and I'd go completely off my rocker (just kidding. kind of). And I am happy to go home to my friends and my cat and my frozen peas. I am also pretty worried though. Over the past few months I have been fantasizing about this summer and how awesome it's going to be, but little by little reality (dang that reality) has been encroaching on my plans. Some of my best friends are leaving for long stretches of time (though, to be fair, I am, too), and I'm beginning to remember that my relationship with the 'rents is not all that it could be. Funny, how you start to forget these things after some time away, it's like how you forget how exceedingly painful it was to get your wisdom teeth out a few months after the operation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not really my parent's fault that we don't get along perfectly — I fer sure do my part, and am far from being the daughter they would like me to be. And it's not like I am too happy with who I am, either. When I sit back and look at myself there are so many things that do not match up with the "could be" version that I carry around in my head that it's kind of ridiculous. The real challenge is getting the actual me to match the "could be". I think that I could do it (or at least get an acceptably decent likeness), but you have to understand that when I'm at home I am working under 17 years of screw ups (and that is a lot because I am awfully good at screwing up) which can make changes (and looking at the bigger picture) rather difficult. This year has kind of been a chance to take a puase and step back, to look at exactly how much I have messed up everything. I also think that it has been a chance for me to grow up a little, to change a little. But I think that if I go back to the way things were before, that won't matter and soon enough I'll be back to the sullen teenager thing and nothing will ever change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess what I really want to do is to start at zero. That's a hard thing to ask of anyone, and yes, it is virtually impossible. But I really think that, if given the chance, I could prove to my parents, myself, and everyone else that I &lt;i&gt;can&lt;/i&gt; actually do it, I can actually become a functional human being. I can't do that under all the rules and regulations and expectations and everything that structure my home life now. Not that I'm saying that we need to dump all rules sex drugs &amp; rock 'n' roll, not that at all. It's just that in my house we have a lot of kind of arbitrary rules and ways of doing things that have come from me not managing to do OK, and a lot of them date back to elementary school. As I am going into senior year, it makes sense that some [all?] of them might be the smallest bit obsolete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what I'm proposing to my parents is this: give me the summer. Let me try to do things my way [indeed figure out what &lt;i&gt;is&lt;/i&gt; my way]. If that works out OK, maybe I can take a crack at senior year. Maybe I'm delusional. Maybe I'll screw this up as much as I've already screwed up everything else ever. At least then I'll &lt;i&gt;know&lt;/i&gt; it's me and there's not much point in thinking about it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I don't mess everything up, though. I really actually want to do well and succeed 'n' all that. We'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a more Fun and Exciting note, my FredFlare and Hot Topic Orders are all ready to go! 10 pts for new hair and craze amounts of cute!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully optimistic,&lt;br /&gt;Charlotte&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32434102-2173756070993083021?l=pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/feeds/2173756070993083021/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32434102&amp;postID=2173756070993083021' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/2173756070993083021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/2173756070993083021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/2007/06/starting-at-zero.html' title='Starting at Zero'/><author><name>bee electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726357494831236080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l189/pseudoitaliana/pink-copy.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32434102.post-6043615807596876910</id><published>2007-06-20T02:39:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T02:47:42.935+02:00</updated><title type='text'>I. Hate. Packing. OMG.</title><content type='html'>I have soooo much stuff and stupid airlines have stupid baggage limits. My carryon is going to be super heavy as I have a lot of printed matter to take with that can't go in my suitcases. My sister thinks that I'm crazy for thinking that Vogue is more important  than clothes. Can I help it if I think that way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't help that I believe in the eternal spaciousness of luggage, so I'm not to worried about making everything fit, though my sister is about to make me puke with trying to help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shoving that last thing in,&lt;br /&gt;Charlotte&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32434102-6043615807596876910?l=pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/feeds/6043615807596876910/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32434102&amp;postID=6043615807596876910' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/6043615807596876910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/6043615807596876910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-hate-packing-omg.html' title='I. Hate. Packing. OMG.'/><author><name>bee electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726357494831236080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l189/pseudoitaliana/pink-copy.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32434102.post-84661797120272715</id><published>2007-06-19T23:43:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T23:53:25.956+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Very Cool TH News!</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;So my heart basically stopped when I read this....I hope you don't have to be a UK resident to enter!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you fancy starring in a very cool special-edition video for Tokio Hotel's &lt;A href="http://tokiohotel.universal-pop.de/uk/" target=_blank&gt;first UK single?&lt;/A&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;'Ready, Set, Go' will be released in the UK later this summer, and we're making an exclusive fan video that will appear on the CD single in addition to the official video. Here's how YOU could be a part of it: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;We want you to send in a video of you performing 'Ready, Set, Go' in whatever style you like – the more creative and crazy the better! The only rule is you need to be singing along in English. We'll then pick some of our favourites and edit them together into a brilliant video for the CD. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;You can watch the official video in full exclusively by &lt;A href="http://del.interoute.com/?id=e48716de-ccbb-4041-97d3-784eda609040&amp;amp;delivery=stream"&gt;clicking here&lt;/A&gt; and you'll find the song words in the &lt;A href="http://viewmorepics.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=viewImage&amp;amp;friendID=105367854&amp;amp;albumID=0&amp;amp;imageID=7879850" target=_blank&gt;Lyrics&lt;/A&gt; section of this site. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;To enter, follow these few simple steps: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;1. Load your file onto a computer – either from your camera, cam-corder or mobile phone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;2. Now go to: &lt;A href="http://www.megaupload.com/" target=_blank&gt;www.megaupload.com&lt;/A&gt; - we want you to use this site to send us your video. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;3. In "Select a file to send" – click browse and find your file stored on your computer – click the file and then click Open. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;4. Then in "Recipients Address" put &lt;A href="mailto:tokiohotel@hyperteams.com"&gt;tokiohotel@hyperteams.com&lt;/A&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;5. In "Your Email Address" add – you guessed it – your email address! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;6. In "Description" add "Tokio Hotel – and Your Name – then Your Town / City – and Your Country" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;7. Almost there! &lt;b&gt;Read the disclaimer at the bottom of this page!&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;8. Tick the "accept the terms" box and click Send and wait for the file to load! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;When it's loaded - you'll get an email saying your video has been sent and we'll get your video! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Closing date for us to get your videos is the 2nd of July. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Can't wait to see what you all send in! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Get recording – have fun – and you could see yourself on an official Tokio Hotel UK single release! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Fantastic! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;b&gt;Disclaimer: By clicking "Send" you give your consent for your video or film to be used by Tokio Hotel and be broadcast by any means. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32434102-84661797120272715?l=pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/feeds/84661797120272715/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32434102&amp;postID=84661797120272715' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/84661797120272715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/84661797120272715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/2007/06/very-cool-th-news.html' title='Very Cool TH News!'/><author><name>bee electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726357494831236080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l189/pseudoitaliana/pink-copy.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32434102.post-3592973562319687888</id><published>2007-06-16T23:10:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T23:48:47.009+02:00</updated><title type='text'>I have a new last name</title><content type='html'>And it is Addams!! Because of this girl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.frontiernet.net/~rcowart/wednesday2.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking "Wednesday" but "Charlotte Wednesday" doesn't exactly rolll off the tounge. "Charlotte Addams" does, perhaps because the cartoonist's name was Charles?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, I like "Charlotte Addams." I'll prolly mostly just stick to "Charlotte" [or some derivation there of] but it's nice to be complete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do y'all think?? Let me know; I might listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lebe die sekunde!&lt;br /&gt;Charlotte Addams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Did you know that in the Italian version of The Addams Family [La Famiglia Addams] Wednesday is named Mercoledi? It makes sense, but is still kind of suprising. It is her &lt;i&gt;name&lt;/i&gt;, after all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32434102-3592973562319687888?l=pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/feeds/3592973562319687888/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32434102&amp;postID=3592973562319687888' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/3592973562319687888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/3592973562319687888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-have-new-last-name.html' title='I have a new last name'/><author><name>bee electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726357494831236080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l189/pseudoitaliana/pink-copy.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32434102.post-4547863462789189373</id><published>2007-06-15T16:59:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T18:56:24.572+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Tokio Hotel Schwaaaa??</title><content type='html'>This is &lt;a href="http://tokiohotel.pop24.de/tokiohotel2/index2_en.php"&gt;Tokio Hotel&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/bridget_raina/464706.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically the best band in the world, Tokio Hotel consists of four German teenagers: Gustav (kneeling) on drums, Bill (left) singing, Tom (center) guitarist, and Georg (right) on bass. Though identical twins Bill and Tom are only 17, the group has been performing together since 2001. Though they have already conquered Germany, Tokio Hotel is well on its way to taking over the rest of Europe [and the world] with their newest CD, Scream/Room 483, which is compiled of English-language versions of their best songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that is who TH is...They are pretty much my favourite thing in the &lt;i&gt;whole world&lt;/i&gt; right now! Unfortz I have not been able to catch their Italian dates, but it has become my mission to [a] convince 'em to come to the US, and [b] see the show when they do finally come to America. Go kidz!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the music video for their song "Spring Nicht", it is my absolute favourite of them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HMDuSCPZOaA"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HMDuSCPZOaA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this the video with the english version of the song "Don't Jump". The video is the same, just the audio is changed. Though I love that because of the English version I can know the meaning of the lyrics, I am not sure that they flow as well as they do in German. No matter, I still heart it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5V_cEAFyg-8"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5V_cEAFyg-8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you know what the fuss is all about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ich bin nich' ich,&lt;br /&gt;Charlotte&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32434102-4547863462789189373?l=pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/feeds/4547863462789189373/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32434102&amp;postID=4547863462789189373' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/4547863462789189373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/4547863462789189373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/2007/06/tokio-hotel-schwaaaa.html' title='Tokio Hotel Schwaaaa??'/><author><name>bee electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726357494831236080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l189/pseudoitaliana/pink-copy.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32434102.post-8991609163233542046</id><published>2007-06-15T11:40:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T12:18:18.833+02:00</updated><title type='text'>MTV Switch</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://mtvswitch.org/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.tinypic.com/4t6vkb6.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I know that MTV is all evil and whatever; but they are doin' a pretty cool thing with their "Switch" program. It is all about savin' the environment and they play ads all the time to raise awareness. It is world wide on the MTV networks and I reckon it might do a pretty good job with the MTV gen getting them to actually care. Yay for savin' the planet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tree Hugger 'n' proud of it,&lt;br /&gt;Charlotte&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32434102-8991609163233542046?l=pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/feeds/8991609163233542046/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32434102&amp;postID=8991609163233542046' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/8991609163233542046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/8991609163233542046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/2007/06/mtv-switch.html' title='MTV Switch'/><author><name>bee electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726357494831236080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l189/pseudoitaliana/pink-copy.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i13.tinypic.com/4t6vkb6_th.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32434102.post-5563539119588913251</id><published>2007-05-30T20:22:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T20:27:12.612+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 2nd to last day in May!</title><content type='html'>This is what I looked like yesterday when my mom and sister were out and I dared to put on black lipstick for five minutes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/bridget_raina/Ljc.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been listening to a lot of Tokio Hotel lately. A lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6xkDUUkRDMs"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6xkDUUkRDMs" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N joy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way I changed my name again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Durch den monsun,&lt;br /&gt;Charlotte&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32434102-5563539119588913251?l=pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/feeds/5563539119588913251/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32434102&amp;postID=5563539119588913251' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/5563539119588913251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/5563539119588913251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/2007/05/happy-2nd-to-last-day-in-may.html' title='Happy 2nd to last day in May!'/><author><name>bee electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726357494831236080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l189/pseudoitaliana/pink-copy.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32434102.post-2902112971635443796</id><published>2007-04-13T19:26:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T19:34:47.197+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh and By The Way</title><content type='html'>Happy Friday the 13th!! Hope it is more filled with fun spooky occurances than mine has been so far!! But then again, in Italz 13 is LUCKY and 17 is UNlucky. Weirdos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We totally watched the Friday the 13th episode of Dawson's Creek this afternoon and I didn't even notice the corrolation until just now. Go me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my wrists are shaped weird 'cause I always wear things on 'em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the lookout for lady killers,&lt;br /&gt;Nico Jackson&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32434102-2902112971635443796?l=pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/feeds/2902112971635443796/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32434102&amp;postID=2902112971635443796' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/2902112971635443796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/2902112971635443796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/2007/04/oh-and-by-way.html' title='Oh and By The Way'/><author><name>bee electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726357494831236080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l189/pseudoitaliana/pink-copy.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32434102.post-3283068129346344537</id><published>2007-04-13T19:02:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T19:25:48.011+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Yoko Ono Is My Myspace Friend</title><content type='html'>What the heck is the world coming to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laughing as civilization crumbles,&lt;br /&gt;Nico J&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Mom- Do &lt;a href="http://www1.fredflare.com/blog/?p=788"&gt;wigginz&lt;/a&gt; count as a clothing expense?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32434102-3283068129346344537?l=pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/feeds/3283068129346344537/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32434102&amp;postID=3283068129346344537' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/3283068129346344537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/3283068129346344537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/2007/04/yoko-ono-is-my-myspace-friend.html' title='Yoko Ono Is My Myspace Friend'/><author><name>bee electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726357494831236080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l189/pseudoitaliana/pink-copy.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32434102.post-6317300370943433241</id><published>2007-04-12T19:43:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T20:08:01.516+02:00</updated><title type='text'>SO I'M BASICALLY KIND OF FAMOUS.</title><content type='html'>Today went from being on the good side of OK to crazy insane EXCELLENT this evening when I checked my electronic mail and found a loooooooooovely note from Keith of Fred Flare. That alone would be enough to make my week about 40 times over, but there's more! In that email he told me that my &lt;a href="http://www1.fredflare.com/blog/?p=776"&gt;FredFlare.com Blog Reader of the Month Interview&lt;/a&gt; went up!!!!! You know what I was hinting about ages ago? &lt;i&gt;This is it&lt;/i&gt;. Please go and check it out and leave comments!! OMG I am so happy I could do a happy dance. And I think I will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dancin' her way to stardom,&lt;br /&gt;Bee the Electronic Cupcake&lt;br /&gt;[ReInstated, this night only]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32434102-6317300370943433241?l=pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/feeds/6317300370943433241/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32434102&amp;postID=6317300370943433241' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/6317300370943433241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/6317300370943433241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/2007/04/so-im-basically-kind-of-famous.html' title='SO I&apos;M BASICALLY KIND OF FAMOUS.'/><author><name>bee electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726357494831236080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l189/pseudoitaliana/pink-copy.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32434102.post-33465848684634639</id><published>2007-04-12T19:13:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T19:43:12.004+02:00</updated><title type='text'>A Night with Nicholson. J. Nicholson.</title><content type='html'>Last night we watched The Shining. It was OK, I guess, but not terribly frightening, apart from how scary Jack Nicholson is in general. There were a couple of things that bothered me about it, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first is unavoidable, and that is the overwhelming &lt;i&gt;Kubrickness&lt;/i&gt; of the film. By this I am referring to the long, tracking shots and other stylistic elements that are so prevelent in this and Stanley Kubrick's other films. I mean, that's his thing, whatever, awesome, but it still isn't my cuppa. I guess that means that Kubrick isn't my favourite director, even though I liked a Clockwork Orange and Doctor Strangelove alright. 2001 still bored the heck outta me, though. Mhm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other bothersome thing about The Shining was the shit job they did on the music. When played at the right time, it was quite well scored and effective, but for most of the movie they had hardcore thriller [as in genre, not MJ] type music goin' when it was not exceptionally appropriate. Right up in the beginning, for example. Maybe they were trying to build the atmosphere, but it felt like they were hanging out a sign that read "This movie is gonna &lt;i&gt;terrify&lt;/i&gt; you" when all they were showing where heliocopter shots of trees and road. WhoooOOOOooo, scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was one thing that I found kind of distracting that wasn't the movie's direct fault. 30 Seconds to Mars has a music video for their song "The Kill" which is based pretty heavily on The Shining. OK, it is basically a remake of it in 2 and a half minutes with the bad standing in for Nicholson and fam. I guess I'm a bit of a thickie for not knowing this before, but heck, I hadn't seen the movie before and it's not like I follow 30 Seconds to Mars all that closely. I began noticing the similarites between the two fairly early on, and then felt like a complete tool for thinking then [and at various other points] "Dang, this is like that Jared Leto video..." Meh, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Anyway&lt;/i&gt;...I wasn't too freaked out when we finished, and the episode of Dawson's Creek [my favourite scary-movie antidote] we watched afterwords served to clear up any residual fright that may have stuck around. Miriam still wanted to sleep with her mom, though, so I was like, whatever, and went along with it. Insomnia struck again, however, for the third night in a row. Apparently, falling asleep in school is not enough to convince my body that sleepin' at night is a good thing. This insomnia was not propted by my uncomfortableness with the existance of Jack Nicholson [as that is a battle I am always fighting so it doesn't really bother me anymore], but more an unfocues inability to sleep. It didn't help that I was burnin' up, even when I changed from my fleece pjs to a tank top and my summer bottoms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometime after 1am I decided a change of venues was in order if I was going to &lt;u&gt;ever&lt;/u&gt; gonna knock out. My bed, obvs the first choice, was not an option, as it is a pop-up trundle and therefore takes more setting up than is possible alone and in the dark. Miry's bed was covered with clothes and stuffies and cushions, so basically I had to go with the couch, even though the living room was theoretically the scariest room to sleep in, what with the hangin' dryin' clothes, the glowing lights on the electronics, plus the fact that that is where we watched the film. But since I was either fearless or just really tired, because I grabbed a blanket, plopped down, and was out within minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning when my mom woke me up she told me that she got up at about 1:30 to use the bathroom and wondered where I was until she found me on the couch. I was a bit worried that would happen, but what was I gonna do? It was either move or not sleep all night. And I couldn't think of any viable ideas for lettin' them know I was goin'...I've found that wakin' people up in the middle of the night makes them grouchy, and they don't remember what you told them, anyways. And it was dark, so leavin' a note ["Dear Mom, I'm on the couch"?] wouldn't work so well. She was suprised that I wasn't scared to sleep alone, and also kinda worried that I was all "Nurr hull no I don't wanna sleep with these crazies" but I think I was able to convince her that wasn't the case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have now slept on the couch at all 3 of my hostfamilies houses! Though at Dani's it was actually in my room, so if I got up before anyone came to get me they never knew. Buahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy [X a billion],&lt;br /&gt;Nico&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32434102-33465848684634639?l=pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/feeds/33465848684634639/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32434102&amp;postID=33465848684634639' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/33465848684634639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/33465848684634639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/2007/04/night-with-nicholson-j-nicholson.html' title='A Night with Nicholson. J. Nicholson.'/><author><name>bee electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726357494831236080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l189/pseudoitaliana/pink-copy.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32434102.post-627160030559986705</id><published>2007-04-10T21:44:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T22:49:57.418+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Dawson's Creek is the BEST</title><content type='html'>Hey hey hey!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Easter was kinda craze...heaps family an' food an' whatnot...I didn't actually eat THAT much though at lunch, and I only had a piece of salamz, prosciutto, and ricotta for dinz so it wasn't too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To-moz is the first day back at school and I am so basically not excited, OMG. I have gotten used to sleepin' in, wearin' PJs all day and sittin' in front of the teevee, not a blackboard. Phuh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinkin' about it, you know [big suprise there], and I think the [main] reason that I have been feeling so bleachugh lately is that here I'm kind of, well, isolated, I guess. Haha funny joke, right? Isolated in the European city, not in the one-hoss Nor Cal town. But here, I only get online every couple of days or so, and even then I can't do nearly the amount of staying in touch with friends and catching up on news and pop culture things as I would like or am used to. I do watch TV but the majority of that is music videos or reruns of '90s shows. The only magazines and newspapers, really, are ones that I brought with or that my parents send with packages. So I'm just kind of stangant and starving for new information and inspiration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, back when moving to this house first came up, all I wanted was stagnancy. Well, now I got it. Be careful what you wish for, I guess!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to all the peeps that read this and get all worried up about me: thanks...it's nice to know that you care, but don't spend too much energy on it. I'll just keep pluggin' along alright...though if I don't have a BLT and Coke float on June 23, some shit is REALLY gonna go down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing that was nice was I french-braided my hair today after my shower. It isn't quite long enough, though, so they are falling out a bit. We'll see what it looks like when I wake up tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also haven't really been feeling like Bee Electric lately. Or Bee Cupcake. Maybe it's cuz I changed my hair, and I almost always change my name when that happenz. I dunno. But I think I'm going to start going by Nico. Nico Jack[son].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ketchup with ya later, Have a nice Wednesday!&lt;br /&gt;Nicoletta Jackson&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32434102-627160030559986705?l=pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/feeds/627160030559986705/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32434102&amp;postID=627160030559986705' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/627160030559986705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/627160030559986705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/2007/04/dawsons-creek-is-best.html' title='Dawson&apos;s Creek is the BEST'/><author><name>bee electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726357494831236080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l189/pseudoitaliana/pink-copy.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32434102.post-3086223521514007513</id><published>2007-04-07T23:08:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T23:25:58.480+02:00</updated><title type='text'>To-day we went to the mall</title><content type='html'>and there were some patent shoes and bags that almost made me forget that I was sad. Then I realized that I had left my moneyz at home. And that I couldn't actually afford more shoes and bags. Because I paid someone a lot of money to f*ck up my hair. And then I remembered how lame my life was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It got a little better when we got home and watched Jumanji on the teevee. I was quite jealous of wee Kirsten Dunst's braidinz, as they [she had two] were quite long and thick. And, come to think of it, probably faux. Dang. Still...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Day Everyone Thought Jesus Was Actually Dead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in case I don't get on-line, Happy Day That It Turned Out He Wasn't Well Kind Of But Not Really tomorrow!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call me the girl with the fried Egg heart,&lt;br /&gt;Bee Electric&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I heard the US Easter Bunny/Egg Hunt trad. described on a show on MTV Italia [since they don't do that here...losers] and it sounded rather silly and strange when a foreigner described it. Huh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32434102-3086223521514007513?l=pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/feeds/3086223521514007513/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32434102&amp;postID=3086223521514007513' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/3086223521514007513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/3086223521514007513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/2007/04/to-day-we-went-to-mall.html' title='To-day we went to the mall'/><author><name>bee electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726357494831236080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l189/pseudoitaliana/pink-copy.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32434102.post-6943554048263111881</id><published>2007-04-07T15:46:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T16:15:07.570+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Two months and Fifteen days</title><content type='html'>Is a long time to feign happiness when all you feel is miserable. It's also a long time to spend speaking a language that isn't your own, a language in which you struggle to explain even the simplest of thoughts, a language that keeps you, without fail, in the present because the past and future tenses are just too difficult to conjugate. It's a long time to be lonely, so lonely and desperate for the voice, connected to the face, connected to the body of someone whom you have known for more than two weeks. It's also the amount of time I have before I can get on an aereoplane and escape, first to London, then New York, and then finally to home. My real home, with my friends, my family, and my ocean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if I can last that long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to get out of here. I can't stand the suffocation anymore. And yet, it's that suffocation that is begging me to stay, that suffocation that is the reason that, no matter how much I want to, need to get out, I'm going to give in and stay. Stay here in this country that I have grown to hate, stay here and force a smile and tell them that I'm happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I constantly think about going home. Constantly. It's hard not to. And even as I do, I know that it is futile. The California of my thoughts is not what I'd find upon my early return. This misery I feel now is nothing compared to the soul crushing madness I was buried under before I left. How long would it take for me to slip into that if I came back? Not long, I reckon. But still, it is familiar. And there were spots of sunshine...spots of sunshine that I can never find here, not unless those who have known me for years, those who have known me before I knew myself were here, and that will never happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't go home. I can't disappoint this family here, in whose house I have been living for so little time, who have already done so much for me, who talk of trips to Florence and Pompeii, all for me. I can't tell them that I don't want their kindnesses. I can't because of the way my mom buys me cornflakes, I can't because of the way my sister hugs me, I can't because of the millions of times they've said the words "June 22". And besides, taking words from The Departed, 'I'm Irish. I'll live with something being wrong for the rest of my life.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I still can't look at myself in the mirror. I can't stand to put on a pair of jeans, even more so because that means we're going out, that I have to force myself to be social, that I have to break my thoughts away from a place where I never have to eat salami, fish, or chocolate bars with hazelnuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My usual methods of escape aren't working anymore. I've already read every book, every magazine so many times I know the words before I see them. The internet is only accessible every so often, on a computer that takes four hundred years to do &lt;i&gt;anything&lt;/i&gt;. And the battery on StrongBad has decided to stop working for an unidentifiable reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two months and fifteen days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They tell you that from time to time you may wish to go home, but that it is just a phase. How much longer will this phase last? How many weeks do I have to stand this? Will it end when I am somewhere above Wales, seven hours from touching down at JFK? Will it end in eight weeks, when a fortnight is all I have left in this country and everything suddenly seems more precious? I don't know anymore. But I'm not sure I want to wait to find out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two months and fifteen days doesn't seem like much when you compare it to the nearly seven months I've spent here already. But it is still as long as the Aussies come here for. It is still a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hating and missing the greener grass,&lt;br /&gt;Bee Electric&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32434102-6943554048263111881?l=pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/feeds/6943554048263111881/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32434102&amp;postID=6943554048263111881' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/6943554048263111881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/6943554048263111881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/2007/04/two-months-and-fifteen-days.html' title='Two months and Fifteen days'/><author><name>bee electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726357494831236080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l189/pseudoitaliana/pink-copy.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32434102.post-428430681459903357</id><published>2007-04-04T16:32:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T17:42:37.805+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Sucktastic Suckiness of my Suckster Life.</title><content type='html'>Sorry I haven't been updatin'... I don't get online much anymore, and even when I do this danged computer is so old and slow it takes forever to do anything. Plus I had to get my SEP app all wrapped up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since Easter holls start tomoz, hopefully I'll get some mighty nice entries done about the Rome Trip and then the suprise Costa Azzurra Trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then, I'll just tell you about today. TODAY IS THE WORST FRICKIN DAY. And it's only 5 o'clock. WT Hull is up with so many days lately being the worst? Basically today I was gonna get my hair dyed blonde, and was pretty much really excited about that. When we got to the salon, though, the folk were all, "Nurrz we can't do all yer hair blonde 'cause we're stoopid so we gots to do some brown and some blonde." Even though I had some misgivings [OK, a &lt;i&gt;lot&lt;/i&gt; of misgivings...such as WT Hull can't they do all blonde, and also the blonde brunette look is so hardcore over!] I agreed to it because I was so desperate for blonde, any blonde. WORST F*CKING IDEA, EVER. What is wrong with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started feeling worse and worse as I sat there with my hair all done up for AGES, and when they finally rinsed it all out and I actually saw it kinda, I felt like crying. And then when the dude was all blowdryin' it and shizZz I &lt;i&gt;did&lt;/i&gt; start crying, but you couldn't tell 'cause my hair was all in my face. Aw-f*ckin'-ful. Especially the way he blewdryed it all big and nineties. WT Hull is it with peeps and givin' me Nineties hair? But basically it looked crapolicious. And then I went to go pay for it, and you wanna know how much that stupid f*ckup of a dyejob cost me? SIXTY TWO EUROS. Like a stab to the heart. Sixty two stabs to the heart, to be exact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my mom picked me and Miriam up, she asked us how we liked what we got [Miri got a cut &amp; style...the dude blowdried it in this awful flippy ends way...not what she asked for at all]. Miriam said she liked the cut but that the style was so not even, and her mom's like, "Well did you tell him that?" Miri: "No." And then she asked me and I told her I didn't know...which basically means "No but I'm hoping I'll get used to it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as we got home I ran into the bathroom to cry in peace but when I came out you could still tell I had, even though I washed my face. My mom asked me if I cried and I was like "No...maybe..." and then started crying again. Way to go, Bee! So she basically figured out that both of us hate what we got and neither of us had the balls to tell the hair peeps that...even though, as she pointed out, we were paying. A lot. But dude, my hair looks like a rear end because I was stupid. It's not their fault...it came out like he said it was going to...I am just a tard and agreed to get that shizZz done. Whatever, my mom is going to the salon tomorrow and is tellin' them she ehn't goin' back no more 'cause they're lame. Isn't she rad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That being said, I am just about thisclose to a Britterz style break down, head shavin' included. Head shavin' ESPECIALLY included. All I want is to go home. I am sick of this stupid country. I am sick of not having my own life. I am sick of having to go to some shit parruchiere and over paying to not get what I want. I am sick of having to pretend all the time. I am sick of having to eat. I'm sick of being an add-on, an appendage. I'm just sick of everything. I want to go home. This is what I am thinking almost every second: "I don't want to be here." What makes it hard is that my family here is so nice, and they are being so good to me I don't want to hurt them or disappoint them or anything by leaving early. But I can't help it. I'm going insane. I have to get out of here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to go to the dance tonight...I don't want to do anything. All the crying has exhausted me to the point that I just want to sleep. I want to sleep and when I wake up, I want to be at home. Home as in America. California. Gualala. 46170 on the street that makes me glad we have a P.O. Box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soz for being negz but she can't help it,&lt;br /&gt;Bee Electric&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32434102-428430681459903357?l=pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/feeds/428430681459903357/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32434102&amp;postID=428430681459903357' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/428430681459903357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/428430681459903357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/2007/04/sucktastic-suckiness-of-my-suckster.html' title='Sucktastic Suckiness of my Suckster Life.'/><author><name>bee electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726357494831236080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l189/pseudoitaliana/pink-copy.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32434102.post-5264042701212065559</id><published>2007-03-22T11:30:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T11:38:44.116+01:00</updated><title type='text'>How do you say good-bye?</title><content type='html'>Today was my last day at the ole Liceo Scientifico in Maddz...it was weird. I was only there for 2 hours, then was outta there [as I am takin' the Rome train in a couple of hours]. It was hard to say goodbye to Vale again, and then to Pina and the other kids in my class. Because of the schedule I was on I didn't really get to see Dani, Gra, Gianni, Andrè, or any of my other friends. I guess that gives me all the more reason to come back to visit!! I got a letter from the Preside Principal dude that said that I attended school there for six months blah blah blah, but I think I am going to try to talk my way into at least some history and philosophy credits when I get back to California. The Prez must like me, though, 'cause he was all "Bye bye come back to visit!" And when I said I would, he asked "sure?" How rad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M'kay I'm gonna go comment the FF blog some more. Then, you know, go to Rome. Let's see if I can survive for 4 days or whatever without StrongBad. This izZz gonna be difficult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrivaderci, fooz!&lt;br /&gt;Roamin' her way to Rome like MK&amp;A,&lt;br /&gt;Bee Electric&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32434102-5264042701212065559?l=pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/feeds/5264042701212065559/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32434102&amp;postID=5264042701212065559' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/5264042701212065559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/5264042701212065559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/2007/03/how-do-you-say-good-bye.html' title='How do you say good-bye?'/><author><name>bee electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726357494831236080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l189/pseudoitaliana/pink-copy.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32434102.post-3756474799610664129</id><published>2007-03-21T15:26:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T16:16:02.056+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Skippydy doo dah skippity day</title><content type='html'>Hey Kidz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am settling in at the new place...the family is really nice and I am having a good time. I still kinda want to go home, though, but I know that I'm not going to, and that by the time I got it together it would be too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the problem is that I am just kind of over this whole exchange student thing. Burnt out. It doesn't help that my internet time is limited and crap, and when I &lt;i&gt;am&lt;/i&gt; online I can't get everything done [email, blog reading/commenting, updatin' here, facebookin', myspacin'] that I need to, not to mention I am going without my podcasts and intarwub radio. Dang it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vabbè. Yesterday we bought a jar of Skippy peanut butter. Life isn't &lt;i&gt;all&lt;/i&gt; bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really should go finish packing for Rome as Giuseppina's going to come pick me up in a couple of hours to go back to Maddz. Tomorrow I'm going to school to say bye to everyone and then take the train to Rome. Dammit I rlly hope that my stupid package shows up in time!! I don't so much need the bag anymore right now [as my host mom is lending me one] but apparently there is heaps other stuff in there, too. And I am planning on taking the train home to Aversa instead of Maddz, 'cause that is closer so my mom can pick me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also need to finish my SEP application. Maybe I'll call my Momz tonight if I have time to see if I can come up with more extracurriculars and volunteer bits. WHY AM I SO BOOOOOOOOOOOORING??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not bringing my computer with me to Rome because we are staying in a hostel, I think [just watch, it'll be locky-type rooms and free WiFi, I bet] and I don't want it to get stolenerized. That does mean that I won't be able to dump off my photos at the end of each day and that I won't be able to charge Veronica. Craaaaaaaaaaap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK I'm going to finish packing and then sleep for a few ages. Or eat some peanut butter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ketch ya later,&lt;br /&gt;Bee Electric&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32434102-3756474799610664129?l=pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/feeds/3756474799610664129/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32434102&amp;postID=3756474799610664129' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/3756474799610664129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/3756474799610664129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/2007/03/skippydy-doo-dah-skippity-day.html' title='Skippydy doo dah skippity day'/><author><name>bee electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726357494831236080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l189/pseudoitaliana/pink-copy.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32434102.post-5584631744073032007</id><published>2007-03-18T23:04:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T23:07:09.087+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Not the longest post</title><content type='html'>Moved. Not much internet access. Cried more in the last week than I had in months. Thinking about going home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hating having to choose,&lt;br /&gt;Bee Electric&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32434102-5584631744073032007?l=pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/feeds/5584631744073032007/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32434102&amp;postID=5584631744073032007' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/5584631744073032007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/5584631744073032007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/2007/03/not-longest-post.html' title='Not the longest post'/><author><name>bee electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726357494831236080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l189/pseudoitaliana/pink-copy.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32434102.post-485459360852918950</id><published>2007-03-15T13:23:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T23:29:31.660+02:00</updated><title type='text'>What I Want.</title><content type='html'>You know what I want? I want my real parents to call me. I want my real parents to call me and tell me that it is going to be OK. That I can come home. That they still love me. I want them to tell me these things and for it to be the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK I am really crying now...&lt;br /&gt;Bee Electric&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32434102-485459360852918950?l=pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/feeds/485459360852918950/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32434102&amp;postID=485459360852918950' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/485459360852918950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/485459360852918950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/2007/03/what-i-want_15.html' title='What I Want.'/><author><name>bee electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726357494831236080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l189/pseudoitaliana/pink-copy.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32434102.post-997725702655667571</id><published>2007-03-15T12:30:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T13:17:31.237+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Suffocation</title><content type='html'>I am tired and worn out even though I slept for 8 1/2 hours last night. My eyes hurt from crying. Today after lunch I have to pack because in 4 and one half hours I am going to Giuseppina's house to live for I don't know how long. I don't really know what is going on more than ever and I hate this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is still all pushing the blame around and I don't know who to believe anymore. I think that is is my fault for being messed up but also kind of my host family's fault for not telling me there were problems until yesterday, and also partly the organization's fault because they handled this so poorly. As my host family has said, they were just interested in making themselves not look bad. All they cared about was me telling my mom that all this crap that was not even that big of a deal was this huge thing and was all my fault and my host family's fault. They don't care that it was them that did not tell me or my parents in California that this family only signed up for 3 months. They don't care about anything besides having people think that they are doing an OK job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just so frucking frustrated right now...I did not come to Italy to have to deal with this crap. If I wanted to feel this upset and whatnot, I could have just stayed home. I almost want to go home because 3 months+ is starting to look like a hell of a long time. But then I don't think that my [real] parents really want to have anything to do with me anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe that I am having so many problems and that I have been kicked out by TWO host families. I mean, I didn't think that I was &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; messed up. Jesus...It's not like I haven't been trying. Maybe I'm just incapable of living in any sort of familial situation........................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was not expecting that letter to cause this many problems. No, not all of these are because of it but seriously. This backlash is kind of why I was scared to say anything myself. Maybe if she hadn't sent it to Patrizia it wouldn't have been as bad. Or if I just stuck it through and didn't say anything until I was back in the States and these people did not have control of my life anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear god, yesterday was awful. I was sitting there, studying for history, and then Miano and Giuseppina came and then there were Imma and my host mom and Valeria all there and everything was being thrown in my face and I was crying and didn't know what to do and felt very very alone especially because these were people who I had thought were OK with me and it's hard when they are suddenly yelling all the things that you had [unknowingly] messed up on. And then I had to write this stupid letter filled with lies to my mother and of course all the B3C people so that they could feel better about themselves and it wasn't even like it was my views or from my point of view because Giuseppina and Miano and everyone were there staring over my shoulder pretty much telling me what to write. When I had finally finished, I thought, Giuseppina made me add more specifically saying that it wasn't her fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to avoid blaming the family specifically in the letter because I don't think that it is entirely their fault but the B3C people were pushing me in that direction. And then afterword Vale read the letter [I said she could] and she read it to her mother and now I don't know what they think of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems like everyone is alternating between blaming and telling me what I've done wrong to telling me to not be sad and that everything's OK and that they're sorry and it's not against me personally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I. Don't. Know. anymore. I wish that Franco was back from London so I'd have someone to talk to at Giuseppina's. Tonight is Pascale's [E|Xer from Canada] birthday, plus the six month anniversary. I hope that I can go, after I go to Giuseppina's. I need something to cheer me up, plus I've missed the last 2 or three anniversaries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously do want to go home now. I don't care if it means that I've failed at this, it looks pretty much like I have done that anyways. I just don't even know if my [real] parents will even speak to me again. Not having a family &lt;i&gt;anywhere&lt;/i&gt; sucks because there's no one to make you feel better when you're crying. Maybe tonight I'll call my brother. Or Hanna. I hate feeling so alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of crying I'm going to go to the bathroom now because I don't want to cry in the computer lab. I also kind of have to pee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking for escape,&lt;br /&gt;Bee Electric&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32434102-997725702655667571?l=pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/feeds/997725702655667571/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32434102&amp;postID=997725702655667571' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/997725702655667571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/997725702655667571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/2007/03/suffocation.html' title='Suffocation'/><author><name>bee electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726357494831236080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l189/pseudoitaliana/pink-copy.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32434102.post-876234625991980926</id><published>2007-03-14T21:01:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T21:11:13.468+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Today Was the Worst Day</title><content type='html'>My host family are blaming the organization, the organization is blaming my host family, I know it's my fault 'cause I'm just too f*cked up to function properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even more so don't know what to think but I do know that today I cried a lot, I was forced to write an insincere letter while Giuseppina and Miano literally watched me typle, and tomorrow at 5pm I am moving to Giuseppina's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More upset than ever,&lt;br /&gt;Bee Electric&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32434102-876234625991980926?l=pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/feeds/876234625991980926/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32434102&amp;postID=876234625991980926' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/876234625991980926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/876234625991980926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/2007/03/today-was-worst-day.html' title='Today Was the Worst Day'/><author><name>bee electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726357494831236080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l189/pseudoitaliana/pink-copy.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32434102.post-8785884125524860836</id><published>2007-03-14T15:13:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T15:16:49.856+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blonde'/><title type='text'>Frustrated and Unmotivated</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/bridget_raina/z69330227.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to deal with this moving crap. I want my computer to be OK. I want my cough to go away. I want to see my best friend again. I want to be thin. I want to be blonde. I want my life to be OK again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meh,&lt;br /&gt;Bee Electric&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32434102-8785884125524860836?l=pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/feeds/8785884125524860836/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32434102&amp;postID=8785884125524860836' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/8785884125524860836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/8785884125524860836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/2007/03/frustrated-and-unmotivated.html' title='Frustrated and Unmotivated'/><author><name>bee electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726357494831236080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l189/pseudoitaliana/pink-copy.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32434102.post-4563841813770809912</id><published>2007-03-14T09:52:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T10:14:25.374+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strongbad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='computers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='easter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jesus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='creme eggs'/><title type='text'>An Open Letter To The Son of God</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;If you are overly religious you might not want to read this, as it may [unintentionally] offend.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Jesus,&lt;br /&gt;How ya been, buddy? IzZz been a while since we had a proper chat...Soz about that. I have been pretty busy-ish...prolly committin' a thousand sins that I don't know about. Hey, I can't help it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easter is coming up, and scuse me if I'm wrong but I reckon a lot more peeps (sorry, seasonal pun I had to make) are gonna be thinkin' about chocklit an' painted eggz more than you risin' from the grave and all. That must suck, what with your birthday &lt;i&gt;and&lt;/i&gt; your resurrection turnin' into such huge holidays that are movin' farther and farther away from havin' to do with you. But hey, at least people are happy during them! I, for one, will be sinking into a deep depression resulting from the obscene amount of creme eggs that I will &lt;i&gt;not&lt;/i&gt; be consuming. Dang. I guess this is what I get for failin' so hardcore at Lent this year. Murr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, I was thinkin' about it, and I realized that I know the day you were born [or at least the day we celebrate it...I'm less sure about the actual day. Nine months from La Immacolata is 8 Sept but that doesn't sound right...hmmm] and the day you were resurrected [Easter, that's easy], but not the day you died. If you rose on the 3rd day, I guess that means the Friday before Easter. At least if you were buried on the same day that you died. Do you reckon Wikipedia knows? I'm always scared to ask religious types 'cause they might think I'm bein' blasphemous or sacreligious on purpose, but I'm not. Just curious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyways, have a good Wednesday and eat a creme egg or two for me. I'm assumin' they have 'em in Heaven...though I reckon if you wanted one bad enough your dad could work somethin' out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTYL&lt;br /&gt;xoxo your pal,&lt;br /&gt;Bee Electric&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. D'you think you could make sure the disc drive on StrongBad isn't broken? It's makin' scary noises and I'm really stressed and worried about it, especially because I don't think I could get it fixed until I go home. Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!! My stress level is already through the roof 'cause of this movin' crap. Thanks JC you're the BESTEST. xB&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32434102-4563841813770809912?l=pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/feeds/4563841813770809912/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32434102&amp;postID=4563841813770809912' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/4563841813770809912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/4563841813770809912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/2007/03/open-letter-to-son-of-god.html' title='An Open Letter To The Son of God'/><author><name>bee 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to Amoxacillian, bringing my allergy total to ZERO.&lt;br /&gt;*I bought a box of Corn Flakes for snackin' on.&lt;br /&gt;*I am gonna be moving at the end of the month and I am really frustrated and sick of dealing with all this CRAP.&lt;br /&gt;*I wanna get my lip pierced.&lt;br /&gt;*My cough is going away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praisin' the Lord like Christina Ricci's dog,&lt;br /&gt;Bee Electric&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32434102-3976372266967852335?l=pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/feeds/3976372266967852335/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32434102&amp;postID=3976372266967852335' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l189/pseudoitaliana/pink-copy.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32434102.post-1480002920701789771</id><published>2007-03-07T10:20:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T11:08:30.647+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreamz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleep'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='napoli'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick'/><title type='text'>So far away...doesn't anybody stay in one place anymore...</title><content type='html'>Yuck...I am feeling pretty wretched today...I few days ago I had a bit of a sore throat which has since developed into a full fledged, body wrackin', phlegm bubblin' hack of a cough. It feels as bad as it sounds and it sounds awful! My lungs hurt... D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ + +&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other night I had the strangest dream. I don't remember the whole thing, but I was on a bicycle trip with some friends [strange as I do not bicycle] and we stopped for a bit. I went and got a drink somewhere [like a bar or something] which is also strange as I do not drink. For some reason that one drink [maybe I had more without realising?] got me incredibly drunk, so that the room started spinning and whatnot and I had difficulties standing. All this time I am trying to will myself sober because, you know, I had to &lt;i&gt;bicycle&lt;/i&gt;! My friends came and were like, "Are you &lt;i&gt;drunk&lt;/i&gt;??" and my answer, of course, was "No! I'm not drunk!" and started trying to be sober even harder, but it wasn't working. And then I dropped my Chanel sunglasses [don't ask me why I was holding them] on the pavement, and they got really scratched. This caused me to start freaking out about that because I couldn't fix it and I was hyperventilating because I had &lt;i&gt;two&lt;/i&gt; problems: I was so sloshed I could hardly stand up and I needed to bicycle, and my Chanel sunnies were ruined. I woke up going, 'That was &lt;i&gt;weird&lt;/i&gt; and then went about my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ + +&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight is Dani's birthday party! I'm gonna take the bus down to SMaV this evening at 5 o'clock. This will be the first time I'll see my first family [besides Dani] or even be in SMaV since I moved! In December! I wonder if it'll be kind of awkward because now I know that they hate me. But I don't know if they know I know. -Whatever- It is gonna be a party...in the garage, probably...it's not like I am going to have to just sit there for hours and be uncomfortable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had noooo idea what to get Dani [and Grazia...I missed her birthday in Feb] and so I ended up settling on these My Little Pony shower soap things [they are shaped like My Little Ponys but you pull off the head and it's a bottle of shower soap...snazzy!] and glitter heart headbands. I don't really have anything to wrap them in but whatever...I hope that they at least pretend to like them!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ + +&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe not tonight [because I am going to be gone] but soon I have to call Giuseppina and see what the huck is up with my future family situation. Up until today the most information I have had is Vale saying that I maybe probably will have to move because she is going to have to study mad hard for the big college test [which is after school gets out]. So I have been hoping I get to stay but was figuring on moving maybe mid to late May, even though that would give me not too much time wherever I end up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, today I was talking to Prof. Miano, and she asked me when I was moving to my new host family in Napoli. If I was a cartoon character this is when the huge question marks would start popping up over my head. "At the end of this month?" she asked. Cue eyeballs boinging and brain fizzing. Keeping a [somewhat] calm manner, I responded that I had not heard anything official from anyone, not Giuseppina, not anyone from B3C in Milan or ASS3 in the US, about changing families, that all I knew is that I might at some point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, I fer sure need to talk to Giuseppina and see what I can find out. I don't want to move!!! I am soooo happy with this family, and even if I do have to leave them I don't want to move to &lt;i&gt;Napoli&lt;/i&gt;! Though yes, it has loads to recommend it [actual city, vicinity to ocean, real birthplace of the pizza, high rate of Mafia-related violence, etc etc], I don't really want to leave this area. Yes, I constantly bad mouth it and complain, I know, but I am in a pretty good situation here, I have friends, I am finally getting settled and learning stuff in school, I know my way around the town and whatnot! Blahhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe Miano doesn't know what the bejeezus she's talking about and I either don't have to move at all [hope hope hope!] or I can stay in Maddz. I dunno, though...I don't think there are any more host families around here o.O Dammit! Partly why I signed up for this particular program is so that I wouldn't have to go through this crap!! I think, at the end of this "experience" I am going to write up a proper post explaining exactly why you should not utilize this program if you would like to do a student exchange in Italy. Because it is necessary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ + +&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I should probably get a move on...class will start soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishing for stagnancy,&lt;br /&gt;Bee Electric&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. It is raining so hard here you would not believe!! It is also thunderin' pretty heavily. Only everyone has the windows open because it is so warm! Italy is freakin' &lt;i&gt;weird&lt;/i&gt;. OK bye bye now. xoxo B&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32434102-1480002920701789771?l=pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/feeds/1480002920701789771/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32434102&amp;postID=1480002920701789771' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/1480002920701789771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/1480002920701789771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/2007/03/so-far-awaydoesnt-anybody-stay-in-one.html' title='So far away...doesn&apos;t anybody stay in one place anymore...'/><author><name>bee electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726357494831236080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l189/pseudoitaliana/pink-copy.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32434102.post-1945613388126097101</id><published>2007-03-05T03:30:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T11:50:08.988+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='YouTube'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='podcast'/><title type='text'>What is this, a barn yard?</title><content type='html'>So the site is lookin' a little different right now...I am messing about with the new editing tools and am still working out how to use them, that is partly why the banner is not up!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took this video outside...it is what my city looks like at night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0cu8bceEwGI"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0cu8bceEwGI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didja hear the roosters having a cock-a-doodle-doo war? At &lt;i&gt;3:30 in the morning&lt;/i&gt;? WTHull, guys...it was so not even light out yet!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of videos the next podcast should be finished tomorrow...at least filming. It may take a couple of days to get the editing together, but I am planning on having it up by the end of the week, fer sures! I promise &lt;i&gt;heaps&lt;/i&gt; awesomeness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cleaning her rooster ketcher,&lt;br /&gt;Bee Electric&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32434102-1945613388126097101?l=pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/feeds/1945613388126097101/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32434102&amp;postID=1945613388126097101' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/1945613388126097101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/1945613388126097101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/2007/03/what-is-this-barn-yard.html' title='What is this, a barn yard?'/><author><name>bee electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726357494831236080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l189/pseudoitaliana/pink-copy.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32434102.post-3869684184424482209</id><published>2007-03-05T00:57:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T02:32:41.253+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fred flare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='public radio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kqed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='google'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bee electric'/><title type='text'>Signs point to Plus</title><content type='html'>Dang! Today is my day for kind of accidentally catching the best shows on KQED! This morning when I got up [and went online, duh] it was only about 8 minutes into Wait Wait...Don't Tell Me! [8am my time, 11pm California time] so I listened to that, and just now [1 am here, 4 pm CA] is Says You! Hausome. Unfortunately, the shower called so I missed This American Life...if figures that Wait Wait's podcast is up now but This American Life's isn't. WTHull?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/bridget_raina/disgruntled.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ + +&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other, awesome news, I watched &lt;a href="http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-1908315511631415863&amp;q=documentary+-rose+duration%3Along"&gt;this Hunter S. Thompson documentary&lt;/a&gt; on Google Video the other day...it is a BBC doc from 1978 called "Fear and Loathing in Gonzovision" and if you haven't seen it, I highly recommend it. While watching it, especially because my experience with actual footage of HST is, to say the least, minimal, I was overrun with a extreme sense of deja-vu [connected to the movie of Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas]. This is owed to the fact that Johnny Depp does a pretty damn spot on job playing Duke/Thompson, as well as the fact that a lot of the original writing was used, verbatim, in the script. Clips of HST driving across the desert or just talking, wearing his shorts and his visor, when interspersed with voice over quotes from Fear and Loathing in L.V. was just &lt;i&gt;strange&lt;/i&gt;. This is my generation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourite HST quotes from the documentary:&lt;br /&gt;"I am living a normal life, I have a ranch, you know, a wife and child, and &lt;i&gt;peacocks&lt;/i&gt; and dobermans." [I wish &lt;i&gt;my&lt;/i&gt; normal life included peacocks!]&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;"That's why i'm so healthy, folks. I always roll my ice in chlorophyll before drinking my whiskey." [After dropping his ice on the lawn]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: The doc is 50 minutes long, so you best have a pretty speedy internet connection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ + +&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I was reading &lt;a href="http://www.neetmagazine.com/"&gt;N.E.E.T. Magazine&lt;/a&gt; [thanks, &lt;a href="http://www1.fredflare.com/blog/?p=554"&gt;Fred&lt;/a&gt; for the link!] the other day, and it is filled with heaps of heaps rad things! In case you haven't heard of N.E.E.T. [No idea what, if anything, that stands for] is a free magazine, published exclusively online, that highlights independent designers and people in the fashion/creative type world! Though this issue is almost 150 pages long, a good percentage of that is photospreads, and ads [not unlike a print fashion mag! Though these ads keep you from having to plunk down 10 bucks to read it], so it doesn't take too long to read. Unless, of course, you keep clicking the links in it to all the contributors' websites, like I did!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I would pretty much adore to have anything I found, here are my two absolute favourites:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.emmaferguson.co.uk/page5.htm"&gt;Gameboy Purse by Emma Ferguson&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.emmaferguson.co.uk/page5.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/bridget_raina/nintendopurse3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as I saw this purse, I fell in heart. Of course, it pleases the wanna-be retro/gaming nerd side of me, but the real reason is because it is the same model [or at least looks it] as the one at my Grandmother's house that Danny and I used to play Tetris on. &lt;3 Click the heading or picture for the link; you have to scroll down the list about halfway because there aren't individual product pages. £15.00 [approx. US$29.00].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://ecorner005.ecorner.com.au/epages/zfweb.storefront/?ObjectPath=/Shops/Fuzz/Products/47/SubProducts/47-0001"&gt;Electric Pendant&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://ecorner005.ecorner.com.au/epages/zfweb.storefront/?ObjectPath=/Shops/Fuzz/Products/48/SubProducts/48-0001"&gt;earrings by Fuzz Design Workshop&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/bridget_raina/Electric-Whole-Web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ecorner005.ecorner.com.au/WebRoot/zfweb/Shops/Fuzz/4574/F4BC/AE3F/667E/52CD/C0A8/D207/3A26/Electric-Silver-Web_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/bridget_raina/Ear-Rings-electric-Web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/bridget_raina/Ear-Rings-electric-Web_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that owning this jewellry is a job requirement for me. Plus it is radtastic anyway! I think I like the silver mirror versions better than the black [suprizing, I know!] because they are shiny and more &lt;i&gt;electric&lt;/i&gt; looking! Of course, I'd be OK with just having one or the other, but just imagine how &lt;i&gt;hausome&lt;/i&gt; it would be to rock all that at once! Got &lt;i&gt;dang&lt;/i&gt;! Click the links in the heading for product pages, and the thumbnails for larger pictures. Necklace: AU$46.00 [approx. US$36.00]; Earrings: AU$36.00 [approx. US$28.00].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ + +&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Game Boy Purse got me thinking about &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gameboy"&gt;Game Boys&lt;/a&gt;...and you can &lt;a href="http://search.ebay.com/search/search.dll?sofocus=bs&amp;sbrftog=1&amp;from=R10&amp;satitle=nintendo+gameboy+original&amp;sacat=-1%26catref%3DC6&amp;sargn=-1%26saslc%3D2&amp;sadis=200&amp;fpos=95445&amp;ftrt=1&amp;ftrv=1&amp;saprclo=&amp;saprchi=&amp;fsop=1%26fsoo%3D1&amp;coaction=compare&amp;copagenum=1&amp;coentrypage=search&amp;fgtp="&gt;get some Originals pretty cheap on eBay&lt;/a&gt;! Someone should buy me one [fave games: Tetris, Super Mario, and PacMan]. I remember when &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Game_Boy_Color"&gt;Game Boy Colors&lt;/a&gt; were the cool new thing...all the fancy type kids had 'em. Ah, the good old days before the PSP and all them other new-fangled portable gaming devices! I don't even know how they work anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/bridget_raina/damnkids.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ + +&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am working on getting my eclipse pictures/post together for y'all! It turned out being more excitin' [to a certain extent] than I expected!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking she should probably post this already,&lt;br /&gt;Bee Electric&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. The longer you look at it [and the more times you type it], Game Boy begins to look insanely wrong...even more than words usually do! Crazy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.P.S. You get truly excellent results when you do a &lt;a href="http://images.google.com/images?hl=en&amp;q=disgruntled&amp;btnG=Search+Images&amp;gbv=2"&gt;Google Image Search for "disgruntled."&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/bridget_raina/bringinsexyback.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32434102-3869684184424482209?l=pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/feeds/3869684184424482209/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32434102&amp;postID=3869684184424482209' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/3869684184424482209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/3869684184424482209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/2007/03/signs-point-to-plus.html' title='Signs point to Plus'/><author><name>bee electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726357494831236080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l189/pseudoitaliana/pink-copy.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32434102.post-2375002687176523798</id><published>2007-03-03T17:43:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T17:59:27.757+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cookies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cinema'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='leonardo dicaprio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='orlando bloom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boston'/><title type='text'>Lunar Eclipses: Been there, done that. Can I please sleep?</title><content type='html'>Nothing much going down except I finally just finished The Departed and it is my favourite movie of 2006, &lt;i&gt;hands down&lt;/i&gt;. Sorry Little Miss Sunshine [my previous favourite]. All I can say is:&lt;br /&gt;*Martin Scorsese&lt;br /&gt;*Leonardo diCaprio&lt;br /&gt;*Matt Damon&lt;br /&gt;*Jack Nicholson&lt;br /&gt;*Marky Mark&lt;br /&gt;*Gangsters&lt;br /&gt;*Guns&lt;br /&gt;*Violence&lt;br /&gt;*Boston&lt;br /&gt;*Bagpipes&lt;br /&gt;*OSCARS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just spent two hours on the Internet &lt;i&gt;not&lt;/i&gt; replyin' to emails, updatin' this, commentin' on the FredFlare blog, or doing any of the &lt;i&gt;numerous&lt;/i&gt; things that I really ought to. Instead, I read &lt;a href="http://wigu.livejournal.com/"&gt;Jeffrey Rowland's livejournal archives&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;i&gt;A years worth&lt;/i&gt;. 10 points for time well spent!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got damn we gots to go to school in 10 minutes. To watch the lunar eclipse. I feel the need to point out here that &lt;i&gt;it is not even dark yet&lt;/i&gt;. And it is not going to be full until &lt;i&gt;midnight&lt;/i&gt;. In case you lack artithmatic skillz, that is &lt;i&gt;six hours&lt;/i&gt; from now. This blows my Saturday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at how &lt;i&gt;letardedly skinny&lt;/i&gt; Kate Bosworth is in this picture from before she and Orlando [who is now supposedly with Penelope Cruz] broke up:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/bridget_raina/m6460822-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which brings us to....&lt;br /&gt;Happy Last Day of National Eating Disorders Awareness Week! I celebrated by eating 76 pounds of cookies and more candy bars than I have in a month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/bridget_raina/z13807852.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dragging her fat bleep to school,&lt;br /&gt;Bee Electric&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32434102-2375002687176523798?l=pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/feeds/2375002687176523798/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32434102&amp;postID=2375002687176523798' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/2375002687176523798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/2375002687176523798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/2007/03/lunar-eclipses-been-there-done-that-can.html' title='Lunar Eclipses: Been there, done that. Can I please sleep?'/><author><name>bee electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726357494831236080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l189/pseudoitaliana/pink-copy.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32434102.post-7450203642404705273</id><published>2007-03-02T01:25:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T02:21:51.122+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boingboing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='disneyland'/><title type='text'>My Favourite Part of Disneyland...</title><content type='html'>is coming to the stand-up comedy stage!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though the PCization of Disneyland means they can't actually shoot at the animatronic animals, the Jungle Boat Guides are kind of the best part of Disneyland. These guys [and gals] are my personal heroes! Everytime I go on the Jungle Boats it revives my believe in AWESOMENESS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On March 18th, at least if you live near-ish to Fullerton, CA, you can go see past and present Jungle Boat skippers onstage at The Maverick Theater! From their website:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;It's been said by many a wise man that you can take the skipper out of the jungle, but you can’t take the jungle out of the skipper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since 1955 the World Famous Jungle Cruise has been the home of the funniest people at Disneyland. Join us for Round 4 of the Maverick Stand Up Jungle Cruise Skipper night on Sunday, March 18, 8:00 p.m.. In case you've been trapped under a heavy appliance for the past month, this is a special night at Maverick Stand Up where all of the comics are current or former skippers! Some have gone on to perform comedy professionally and others will be taking the stage for the first time, without a script and without management’s supervision. Come hear comedy about the Jungle, life at the park, real life, as well as a video clip or two. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY-um! It sounds like a night to not-miss...too bad I'll be rockin' it up in Maddz! [I dearly wish that my Rome trip was then, not a week later...saying that I'd be in &lt;i&gt;Rome&lt;/i&gt; is so much more &lt;i&gt;glamourous&lt;/i&gt; than &lt;i&gt;Maddaloni&lt;/i&gt;, don't you think? Oh well, at least it's Italz!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trading her two heads for one of yours,&lt;br /&gt;Bee Electric&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Links: &lt;a href="http://www.maverickstandup.com/skipper.html"&gt;Maverick Stand-up&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.boingboing.net/2007/02/28/standup_comedy_by_di.html"&gt;Boing Boing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32434102-7450203642404705273?l=pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/feeds/7450203642404705273/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32434102&amp;postID=7450203642404705273' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/7450203642404705273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/7450203642404705273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/2007/03/my-favourite-part-of-disneyland.html' title='My Favourite Part of Disneyland...'/><author><name>bee electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726357494831236080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l189/pseudoitaliana/pink-copy.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32434102.post-4733630645695444213</id><published>2007-02-28T10:41:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T09:07:38.947+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frenzZz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='computers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cinema'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sweden'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='insomia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleep'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ikea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boston'/><title type='text'>My Computer Screen Is the colour of Urine</title><content type='html'>Got damn! One of the computer rooms totes got &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/73058808@N00/407272680/"&gt;new monitors&lt;/a&gt;, which I was maj. excited about. Until I turned on my computer and the screen looked like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/73058808@N00/407265176/in/photostream/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/160/407265176_b1831409e2_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, dudes! And I was so excited, too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/73058808@N00/407265174/in/photostream/"&gt;old monitors&lt;/a&gt; were gathered in rows on the floor like refugees...it made me sad, for some reason. Even though they were crap, I still wanted to take them home with me. And, I dunno, plant flowers in them or something. Give them a lil' love. I heart you, old rejected monitors!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I finally got my post about the &lt;a href="http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/2007/03/swedish-people-are-insanely-brilliant.html"&gt;IKEA fun&lt;/a&gt; up, you can view it &lt;a href="http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/2007/03/swedish-people-are-insanely-brilliant.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. [Note: not only are there words, but also an insane amount of links to pictures. Bwuahahaha.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dang, I have to go to class soon. ::is so not even excited:: What &lt;i&gt;was&lt;/i&gt; exciting was actually getting something accomplished last night, and getting to talk to Emma and Carrie, who I haven't had a proper chat with in ages! Yay for frenzZz and staying up too late!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, I'm frustrated right now because I &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; want to see The Departed, and I actually have it with me &lt;i&gt;right now&lt;/i&gt;, but I haven't any means to view it. WTH? I guess I have to wait until tonight. Dangit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having ceased to be interesting,&lt;br /&gt;Bee Electric&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32434102-4733630645695444213?l=pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/feeds/4733630645695444213/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32434102&amp;postID=4733630645695444213' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/4733630645695444213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/4733630645695444213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/2007/02/my-computer-screen-is-colour-of-urine.html' title='My Computer Screen Is the colour of Urine'/><author><name>bee electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726357494831236080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l189/pseudoitaliana/pink-copy.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/160/407265176_b1831409e2_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32434102.post-3154309015661273901</id><published>2007-02-27T14:11:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T07:11:33.981+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Toe-tally Gross!</title><content type='html'>My toe is finally getting better...I put together some pictures but it's kinda gross so  click the link to seeee!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/bridget_raina/Beesinfectedtoe.jpg"&gt;The Five Lives of Bee's Toe!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's getting better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanting to wear different shoes,&lt;br /&gt;Bee Electric&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32434102-3154309015661273901?l=pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/feeds/3154309015661273901/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32434102&amp;postID=3154309015661273901' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/3154309015661273901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/3154309015661273901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/2007/02/toe-tally-gross.html' title='Toe-tally Gross!'/><author><name>bee electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726357494831236080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l189/pseudoitaliana/pink-copy.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32434102.post-970751178479075728</id><published>2007-02-24T16:57:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T19:43:12.292+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fred flare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flickr'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hair'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rome'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cupcakes'/><title type='text'>Somethin' sweet for y'all</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/bridget_raina/bee_cupcake.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...after all the negz! I was in a foul mood for the past couple o' days, and I am totes sorry I kinda took it out on y'all!! So enjoy the cupcake. Which brings us to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is up with all the cupcakes? Well, first off, I ask this of you: why the heck not? Cupcakes are cute, and MAJ delish. I have always been a loverrr of the tasty treats [hence my tradition of chocolate cake/chocolate frosting/chocolate sprinkled cupcakes every year for school on my birthday...last year would have been the...12th or 13th year...straight...] and semi-recently [within the past few months] adopted the word [and image] into my new alter-ego, Bee Cupcake. And yes, this is an alter-ego to Bee Electric, which is an alter-ego. DANG, I just can't seem to stop collecting them [see bottom of post for more info on this]! Soon I am going to be able to play Six Degrees of Kevin Bacon, but with &lt;i&gt;myself&lt;/i&gt;. Holy handbags, I'm awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, back to cupcakes. I was feeling the need to make over the site a little, as it's been the same[ish] for &lt;i&gt;ages&lt;/i&gt;, and I was gettin' tired of the header [especially because it was too large for the rectangle bit]. And what is better for a makeover than cupcakes? Can't really think of anything. I must say that my obsession with the little frosting topped cuties has only increased during my time here in Italz, especially because &lt;i&gt;they don't have them here&lt;/i&gt;. Isn't that insane? So I can tell you right now that one of the first things I'm doing when I get back to the U.S. of A. [besides eating a huge bowl of Annie's Mac'n'Cheese and weenies] is bake &lt;i&gt;loads&lt;/i&gt; of cupcakes. And real cakes, too, as I am kind of amazing at them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satisfied?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to new! fun! bee! news!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Our school was &lt;i&gt;on fire&lt;/i&gt; today! Well, kind of. Somehow [most likely a cigarette, but we didn't see anyone around there], the pile of discarded desks/chairs/other flammable items outside our classroom window caught a-fire! It wasn't what you might call a &lt;i&gt;roaring blaze&lt;/i&gt;, but there were some definite flames, some stinkster smoke, loads of ash, and air distortion goin' on! Unfortunately, it was all over before I could snap a pic of either the conflagration or Giandomenico wielding the fire extinguisher, or I would be able to share it more with y'all. Added just that more excitement to a normal Latin class, though! 'Cause, you know, Latin class is just so excitin' I can hardly stand it. ::rolls eyes::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**I am goin' to Rome again! [The first time —besides when we flew in at midnight— was just to go to the theater, and though we walked around a lot, didn't really get any info on what we were seeing. And yes, I still haven't finished the post] This is another trip set up by the exchange program, only hopefully the actual trip will be more organized than the sign up process! I got the flier 4 days before I had to complete a bank transfer [of 145euro] and fax in the registration! 2 of those days were weekend, as well, which means I pretty much had 2 days. THANKS, GUYS! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frustratin' sign upness aside, this should be a pretty rad trip! We are going to see all the major sites [Trevi Fountain, Colliseum, Museums, Vatican City, St. Peter's Basillica, etc] and it should be a party to the UTMOST. I'm pretty much really excited! I don't think anyone else from Maddz is going [they've all been to Rome &lt;i&gt;loads&lt;/i&gt;] but this girl from the Yucatán [Mexico] that I met on the Paris trip is going, so I am teh uber stoked about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Some excitin' things are gonna be happening in the somewhat near future with the &lt;a href="http://www.fredflare.com/blog/"&gt;Fred Flare Blog&lt;/a&gt;!! Stay tuned, y'all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**I am working on finally getting slightly older posts [especially ones with prepped pictures] online! Since they will be dated for when they actually happened, I will also post a new entry when they go up, so's you don't miss them!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**KEITH! OMGosh, you left me comments! &lt;3 Soz I didn't mention them before, but blogger doesn't send me notification when I get them, and I didn't see them until my mom referenced one and I was completely confused!! So to reply:&lt;br /&gt;*RIS is basically the same as CSI, but Italian! I love it to death.&lt;br /&gt;*I am pretty fluent in Italian! My speakin' is improving by the day, but I can understand [for the most part] TV and movies, conversations, and, most importantly, class!&lt;br /&gt;*Hopefully I'll have another podcast soon! They're fun!&lt;br /&gt;*I'll fer sure send you before and after pics! Shoo those winter blues away!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for reading...it makes my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I think I'm gonna finish this entry off and post it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But before I go...have you ever wondered what I looked like when I posted a particular post? Probably not. But, in case you did...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/73058808@N00/sets/72157594553897518/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/181/400874167_f4208da64f_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click the pic for the flickr set!&lt;br /&gt;[Don't worry, it's only about 7 photobooth pics]&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I gave up giving up sugar. It's my lifeforce, what can I say?&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, Jesus, dude. I tried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Livin' for the cupcakes,&lt;br /&gt;Bee Electric&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. If you look at other pictures in my flickr photostream and are confused by them, they must be for posts that aren't up yet.&lt;br /&gt;P.P.S. About the alter-ego thing: I have had various alter-egos in my life, and have compiled a list [by no means complete] for you to peruse [and ask for deets if you want]: Joe K. Bean, Fredricka Bloom, Raina Thomas, Fred, Bee Electric, Telemachus...my brain is not working now but there must be more... ::shrugs:: -whatever-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;Bee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32434102-970751178479075728?l=pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/feeds/970751178479075728/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32434102&amp;postID=970751178479075728' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/970751178479075728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/970751178479075728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/2007/02/somethin-sweet-for-yall.html' title='Somethin&apos; sweet for y&apos;all'/><author><name>bee electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726357494831236080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l189/pseudoitaliana/pink-copy.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/181/400874167_f4208da64f_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32434102.post-4305535134560212252</id><published>2007-02-24T01:12:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T16:15:13.962+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='television'/><title type='text'>Move over, Mike. There's a new Teevee in town.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/bridget_raina/bee_teevee.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holy Geez, I have become such a teevee head lately! These are the shows that I watch on a [semi-]regular basis: Seventh Heaven, Smallville, Grande Fratello [the Italy "Big Brother"], RIS 3 [ended this week], Dr. House, Grey's Anatomy, Next, Amici, Striscia la Notizia, Date My Mom, and Room Raiders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight was Striscia, then Dr. House. While I was waiting for House to start, I checked MTV and there was a programme on about "Young Hot Hollywood." I've actually seen that before [in an airplane some time], but it was more interesting than House, which, for some reason, failed to intrigue me tonight. I must admit I don't find it the most thrilling of shows in general...perhaps some of the wit gets lost in translation. So I flipped back and forth between MTV and House until Grey's Anatomy came on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excellent episode tonight, omg! There was a crazy huge emergency that resulted in a couple o' folks stuck together with a big pole [think that one scene in Pirates of the Caribbean: The Curse of the Black Pearl where Will and Elizabeth stuck the three pirates with a pole. Only real people.], severed limbs floating around the ER, lots of fun stuff! And all the doctors got called in from the bar, where Grey was drowning her sorrows in tequila. Therefore, she spent a good deal of time wandering the hospital with an IV in her arm, trying to sober up. [She did, eventually, and was all helpful and whatnot...don't know how long she's gonna stay dandy though, as her doctorlove decided to go back to his wife.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Grey's [when I usually hit the hay...or the internet] was Nip/Tuck. That show is WEIRD, dude! To be perfectly honest I didn't really pay attention past the first 15 minutes 'cause I was talking to my bruzzler on the telephone, but still! Don't think I'm gonna make a habit of that show. Helps that it starts at, like, 11pm, anyways...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glued to the boob tube,&lt;br /&gt;Bee Electric&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32434102-4305535134560212252?l=pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/feeds/4305535134560212252/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32434102&amp;postID=4305535134560212252' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/4305535134560212252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/4305535134560212252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/2007/02/move-over-mike-theres-new-teevee-in.html' title='Move over, Mike. There&apos;s a new Teevee in town.'/><author><name>bee electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726357494831236080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l189/pseudoitaliana/pink-copy.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32434102.post-6667105902361438087</id><published>2007-02-23T09:03:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T09:18:51.362+01:00</updated><title type='text'>IzZz THIS how you see me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/bridget_raina/vic115-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/bridget_raina/photo1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/bridget_raina/ecstasy_1b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/bridget_raina/lsd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/bridget_raina/marijuana.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have &lt;b&gt;never&lt;/b&gt; touched drugs in my life, never even smoked pot. I will &lt;b&gt;never&lt;/b&gt; do drugs. It hurts me that people would think the opposite of me. I would rather go blind, deaf, mute, or lose all my limbs than even try any of that. I'd slit my wrists and throw myself off the Empire State Building before I'd touch any kind of drug. Though, the way things go, I might do that anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NYC Forecast:&lt;br /&gt;Blood showers and falling cupcakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My veins run with battery acid so you'd best bring along your umbrella, and watch your feet, the streets are slick with frosting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishing they'd just let her&lt;br /&gt;Bee Electric&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32434102-6667105902361438087?l=pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/feeds/6667105902361438087/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32434102&amp;postID=6667105902361438087' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/6667105902361438087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/6667105902361438087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/2007/02/izzz-this-how-you-see-me.html' title='IzZz THIS how you see me?'/><author><name>bee electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726357494831236080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l189/pseudoitaliana/pink-copy.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32434102.post-534878316832152935</id><published>2007-02-22T12:17:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T12:18:30.512+01:00</updated><title type='text'>This izZz my face right now.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.wildduckdiary.com/wordpress/wp-content/uploads/2006/01/Angry_Beaver.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32434102-534878316832152935?l=pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/feeds/534878316832152935/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32434102&amp;postID=534878316832152935' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/534878316832152935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/534878316832152935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/2007/02/this-izzz-my-face-right-now.html' title='This izZz my face right now.'/><author><name>bee electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726357494831236080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l189/pseudoitaliana/pink-copy.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32434102.post-6500106167360522750</id><published>2007-02-21T08:40:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T12:16:54.657+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Good-bye, powdery white substance!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/bridget_raina/bake20014.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I am giving up for Lent. Sugar [that is all specifically sugary things like soda/candy/cookies/other dessert types, I'm not going to stand over my mom and make sure she doesn't happen to use sugar in ANYTHING] should be kinda difficult as I adore sugary things. But whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night the toilet exploded. I pressed the little flushy button, then went to wash my hands, when I thought to myself, "That sounds louder than normal! And what on earth is that fine mist I feel upon my feet? OH MY JESUS!!" Did I mention this was at midnight? Luckily my mom was still up, as she had to fetch Valeria at a party at 1 or something. I really demonstrated my communicative abilities when I went to get her. Mom: "What's up?" Bee: "Um..." &lt;i&gt;points in general direction of bathroom &lt;/i&gt;"I.." &lt;i&gt;mimes pushing button &lt;/i&gt;"and...water..." &lt;i&gt;makes exploding motions with her hands&lt;/i&gt; "yeah..." GAR! When she came to the bathroom [by now referred to by locals as "Lago del Bagno"] and saw what was goin' down, she opened the drain in the floor and went to go shut off the water. So our house isn't completely flooded, but we also have no water. WT hull??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/bridget_raina/1.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier last night was also the final episodes of this season of RIS. Everything turned out OK, I guess. Capitano Riccardo Venturi finally got to Francesca, saving her just moments before she died [she had drank a glass of water that the serial killer had put poison in], and came climbing heroically out of the hole in the ground [the SK had put her in this underground cave/tunnel bit, with a heavy duty glass door separtating her from the way out. Capitano is a badass, though, and this, coupled with his desperation (he could see 'Cesca, collapsed on the floor) allowded him to bust that shizZz] just as everyone [including Darling Davide] came drivin' up. Then Davide had to go run after this super evil criminal who Riccardo had let out to help find Francesca, but the dude had Riccardo's gun and was gonna bang bang Davide! Needless to say I wasn't really breathing at this point. But when the criminal dude fired his gun so did Davide, but only Davide's hit the mark. That kinda messed him up a bit...I dunno if the CD had a history with the them or something 'cause all the carabinieri types seemed sad when he died. -whatever- The eps ended with Riccardo and Vincenzo [Francesca's dad] being friends again [they had a falling out last week when Riccardo's hand spazzed and he dropped his gun, which was then grabbed by the SK who shot Vincenzo], and Francesca recouperatin' in the hospital. Only Riccardo might not be capitano anymore next season because of the hand thing [caused by a bomb that blew in his face a few weeks ago] is worrisome, specially if he can't hold a gun. The only other thing that I wasn't too ezacktly happy about is that Francesca and Davide are just friends now. I totes thought they were gonna be together, especially because he was so out his mind when Francesca was in danger, but he is still with his girlfriend/roommate, Sara. I guess that is what he ought to do, as she's preggers. But I like it better when he's with Francesca. Other than that, though, things were dandy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry that was so long, but every week it's 2 back to back episodes, so I had 2 and a half hours or so to cover!! Now here's some pictures, so you know who I'm talking about:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vincenzo [Francesca's dad]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/bridget_raina/11.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Francesca&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/bridget_raina/30.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/bridget_raina/44.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Capitano Riccardo [who in real life is named "Lorenzo Flaherty"...brotha's half Irish!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/bridget_raina/37.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to finish it off...&lt;br /&gt;Davide!!! &lt;3 Il mio amore perfetto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/bridget_raina/12.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done with the RIS talk now...Kinda. I want to buy an all-regions DVD player for my house in California, so I can buy DVDs here [such as, oh, I dunno, RIS, and other movies that aren't out in the US] and, as I'm not ezacktly swimming in cash, would like a cheap one. I found &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Philips-DVP642-DivX-Certified-Progressive-Scan-Player/dp/B000204SWE/sr=8-3/qid=1172047542/ref=pd_bbs_3/103-5801689-1844617?ie=UTF8&amp;s=electronics"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; on Amazon...should I get it? Does anyone know any good all regions DVD players??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK ketchup with ya later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Searchin' for the mustard,&lt;br /&gt;Bee Electric&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32434102-6500106167360522750?l=pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/feeds/6500106167360522750/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32434102&amp;postID=6500106167360522750' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/6500106167360522750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/6500106167360522750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/2007/02/good-bye-powdery-white-substances.html' title='Good-bye, powdery white substance!'/><author><name>bee electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726357494831236080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l189/pseudoitaliana/pink-copy.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32434102.post-1257061699245625884</id><published>2007-02-19T04:02:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T17:00:35.285+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='YouTube'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='norway'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='internet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='good charlotte'/><title type='text'>IntarWub Goodies!!</title><content type='html'>What I have been chexin' up on in the world of the InterNets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;a href="http://www.urbancurators.com/"&gt;Urban Curators&lt;/a&gt;: I ran across these folks on &lt;a href="http://boingboing.net/"&gt;BoingBoing&lt;/a&gt; and totes fell in love with them. From their mission statement: "The goal of the Urban Curators project is to engage the public in the celebration of the decaying urban environment, recognizing its inherent aesthetic qualities as well as the important role that it plays within our cultural habitat." Urban Curators was started by a group of &lt;a href="http://risd.edu/"&gt;RISD&lt;/a&gt; students, and what they do is run about Providence, Rhode Island, hanging gold frames on old buildings and such, to bring attention to "objects and views that are of aesthetic or cultural value". One reason this strikes my fancy is that I spend a lot of time taking pictures of such things, because sometimes a crumbling old wall can be beautiful. Needless to say, most people think that I'm quite daft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eRjVeRbhtRU"&gt;This video&lt;/a&gt;: I believe this is what they call hysterically funny...especially because it is in Norwegian, which is inherently hilarious. Don't worry, though, the Norwegian subtitles are subtitled in English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eRjVeRbhtRU"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eRjVeRbhtRU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;a href="http://www.makezine.com/blog/archive/weekend_projects/"&gt;MAKE: Blog's Egg Drop Secrets&lt;/a&gt;: I should really hold on to this, in case I need to do this in physics next year. Although I don't think a jar of peanut butter is usually on the "accepted materials" list. Oh well, it didn't work anyways. Was kinda gross, though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;a href="http://www.thisislondon.co.uk/music/article-23385824-details/Spice+Girls+to+reunite/article.do"&gt;Spice Girls Reuniting!&lt;/a&gt;: I heard some whispers of this possibility on the &lt;a href="http://www.fredflare.com/blog/"&gt;Fred Flare Blog&lt;/a&gt; a lil' bit ago, but this looks like it might actually happen! Everyone's favourite Girlz are gonna be back! in! action! this summz, with a super large concert in LDN and then some other ones as well around England. OK, I am totes organizing a pilgrimage, OMG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/"&gt;YouTube&lt;/a&gt;: I have been spending heaps of time on YouTube lately, mostly watching music videos and feeling nostalgic for early Good Charlotte. Now, I'm still super keen on GC, I like their new songs [though the whole double release Chronicles of Life and Death thing was patently LETARDED] and whatnot, but I kinda miss back when Benji had outrageous hair and before Joel started dating overly skinny celebutantes [Hilary Duff, who we all know my feelings on, and now Nicole Ritchie]. That is why I still sleep with a poster of them [Benj's pink jaguar hair included] above my bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Anthem"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zfAVIePV6bs"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zfAVIePV6bs" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Lifestyles of the Rich and Famous"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XE_hVguqwR8"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XE_hVguqwR8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dancing around the room,&lt;br /&gt;Bee Electric&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32434102-1257061699245625884?l=pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/feeds/1257061699245625884/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32434102&amp;postID=1257061699245625884' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/1257061699245625884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/1257061699245625884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/2007/02/intarwub-goodies.html' title='IntarWub Goodies!!'/><author><name>bee electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726357494831236080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l189/pseudoitaliana/pink-copy.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32434102.post-7547907988130904478</id><published>2007-02-17T03:41:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T03:47:08.137+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paris Hilton'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to Parz!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/bridget_raina/happybirthdayparz.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is Paris Hilton's 26th birthday today!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't she look so pretty pretty at the Vienna Opera?? Like Belle in Beauty and the Beast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/bridget_raina/bellaparz.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feelin' the blonde power,&lt;br /&gt;Bee Electric&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32434102-7547907988130904478?l=pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/feeds/7547907988130904478/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32434102&amp;postID=7547907988130904478' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/7547907988130904478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/7547907988130904478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/2007/02/happy-birthday-to-parz.html' title='Happy Birthday to Parz!'/><author><name>bee electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726357494831236080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l189/pseudoitaliana/pink-copy.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32434102.post-5686930039259474371</id><published>2007-02-17T01:41:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T01:42:50.002+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lindsay lohan'/><title type='text'>I always knew me and Linz were Twinz</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/V8GzXRqDMhI"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/V8GzXRqDMhI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[if you know me, you know how true this is for me]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jumpin' like butterballs,&lt;br /&gt;Bee Electric&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32434102-5686930039259474371?l=pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/feeds/5686930039259474371/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32434102&amp;postID=5686930039259474371' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/5686930039259474371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/5686930039259474371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-always-knew-me-and-linz-were-twinz.html' title='I always knew me and Linz were Twinz'/><author><name>bee electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726357494831236080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l189/pseudoitaliana/pink-copy.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32434102.post-7030874386310036697</id><published>2007-02-16T00:40:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T00:41:09.819+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='valentime&apos;s day'/><title type='text'>Late again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/bridget_raina/giornodopo.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32434102-7030874386310036697?l=pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/feeds/7030874386310036697/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32434102&amp;postID=7030874386310036697' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/7030874386310036697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/7030874386310036697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/2007/02/late-again.html' title='Late again.'/><author><name>bee electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726357494831236080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l189/pseudoitaliana/pink-copy.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32434102.post-2663147703432839689</id><published>2007-02-13T20:25:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T03:17:02.366+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sweden'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ikea'/><title type='text'>Swedish People are Insanely Brilliant!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/73058808@N00/sets/72157594543180480/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/bridget_raina/wewenttoikea.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I. Love. IKEA. So therefore I was totes stoked to check out it Italz one! It was kind of &lt;i&gt;amazing&lt;/i&gt;. The layout was a bit different than the other ones I've been in [Emeryville and Palo Alto], in that it seemed a bit more open and spread out ish...those two are a bit more stacked feeling. Maybe the difference is because this one is probably a bit newer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started completely freaking out when we were walking around, like I usually do, because I wanted to buy &lt;i&gt;every single thing&lt;/i&gt;. Seriously, IKEA is pretty much reason to build a house with 10,000 rooms, just so's you can recreate all of their samples!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/73058808@N00/394566404/in/set-72157594543180480/"&gt;taking&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/73058808@N00/394566406/in/set-72157594543180480/"&gt;pictures&lt;/a&gt; in IKEA, partly because, as I can't buy all the &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/73058808@N00/394571915/in/set-72157594543180480/"&gt;prodz&lt;/a&gt; [obv!], I don't want to forget anything! And also because the pure &lt;i&gt;genius&lt;/i&gt; of it all makes awesome pics! Unfortunately, I was only able to get a few before an employee guy was all "Halt afore I force-choke you!" Chillax, dude! Store folk are much more crazy insane in Italz, I think. In the US I can snap whatever I want and they don't care. This is the second time in good ole Italy that I've been told to stop takin' pictures! Man... There were, however, some supah-sweet funhouse mirrors in there that I &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/73058808@N00/394571921/in/set-72157594543180480/"&gt;couldn't&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/73058808@N00/394571919/in/set-72157594543180480/"&gt;resist&lt;/a&gt; documentin'...had to be all super sneakz, because they were right next to an info desk. Bros didn't notice, and I came out clean!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't buy too much, just a few pretty notebooks that were on sale. Oh yeah, and &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/73058808@N00/407259891/in/set-72157594543180480/"&gt;Flossie the Barnslug&lt;/a&gt;, Herbie's new BFF and the latest addition to my collection of weird-lookin' but cute stuffed animals! [Why "Barnslug"? Because I mis-read the tag that said "Barnslig". And slug sounds better, anyway. Better, and &lt;i&gt;dangerous&lt;/i&gt;.] I also have my eye on a &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photo_zoom.gne?id=398991767&amp;size=m"&gt;Joanna doll&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://overcompensating.com/"&gt;OverCompensating&lt;/a&gt; [they are gonna be sold later this week], and am hoping that I [a] don't miss out and [b] can afford one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, this trip to IKEAz did not include the traditional meatball munchin' and lingonberry gobblin', as my fam didn't really want to stop in the restaurant [we got tasty 1 dollah cheese sammiches on the way out], and I was kind of scared of eating an entire jar of lingonberries &lt;i&gt;all by myself&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/73058808@N00/394579753/in/set-72157594543180480/"&gt;playground&lt;/a&gt; in the &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/73058808@N00/394579759/in/set-72157594543180480/"&gt;parkin' lot&lt;/a&gt; that &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/73058808@N00/394571925/in/set-72157594543180480/"&gt;Valeria&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/73058808@N00/394571927/in/set-72157594543180480/"&gt;took&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/73058808@N00/394571929/in/set-72157594543180480/"&gt;full&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/73058808@N00/394579750/in/set-72157594543180480/"&gt;advantage&lt;/a&gt; of, and some &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/73058808@N00/394579762/in/set-72157594543180480/"&gt;pretty sweet&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/73058808@N00/394579766/in/set-72157594543180480/"&gt;flags&lt;/a&gt; that I wouldn't have minded stealin'. Next time, next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got home, the first order of business was &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/73058808@N00/394579770/in/set-72157594543180480/"&gt;assembling&lt;/a&gt; the crazy pouf that Vale got, upon which &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/73058808@N00/394585486/in/set-72157594543180480/"&gt;Valeria and Vincenzo&lt;/a&gt; soon &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/73058808@N00/394585490/in/set-72157594543180480/"&gt;made themselves comfortable&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all it was quite the successful trip, and I hope to make another one soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanting to live in IKEA,&lt;br /&gt;Bee Electric&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Click the pic to go to the set, links throughout lead to individual pictures.&lt;br /&gt;P.P.S. The number of links in this post borders on &lt;i&gt;obscene&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32434102-2663147703432839689?l=pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/feeds/2663147703432839689/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32434102&amp;postID=2663147703432839689' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/2663147703432839689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/2663147703432839689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/2007/03/swedish-people-are-insanely-brilliant.html' title='Swedish People are Insanely Brilliant!'/><author><name>bee electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726357494831236080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l189/pseudoitaliana/pink-copy.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32434102.post-2717289921950854397</id><published>2007-02-09T22:24:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T03:17:41.393+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fred flare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Feelin' the LUUUUURVE</title><content type='html'>OK so this is more important than anything else in this entry will be:&lt;br /&gt;Replied comment from &lt;a href="http://www.fredflare.com/blog/?cat=5"&gt;Vanessa&lt;/a&gt; at FredFlare:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi Bee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks so much for being on of our fave readers! We love reading your&lt;br /&gt;comments aloud in the office. You're totally the funnest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a fun weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;Vanessa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I have been insane in love with Fred Flare for years, and I remember watching the first podcasts and thinking, "Wow, these people are so amazing..." [I still think that!] and just the fact that I am now besties with them just makes my millenium. I heart FF tantissimo!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, moving on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today at school was kind of weird. I am actually super tired and don't feel like going into it now, but I didn't have a normal school day [nothin' too exciting happened]...DANG there was something I was going to say about it but I can't remember what it was....whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giuseppina called this evening...some skool related stuff but I'll flesh that out later, but one thing that made me SUPER HAPPY is she said that my mom was really enthusiastic about me!!! YESSSSSSS!!!!! I guess my concious efforts at being social have paid off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing that helps being social is getting sleep...so I think I'm gonna do that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ketch you 2moz,&lt;br /&gt;Bee Electric&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32434102-2717289921950854397?l=pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/feeds/2717289921950854397/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32434102&amp;postID=2717289921950854397' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/2717289921950854397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/2717289921950854397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/2007/02/feelin-luuuuurve.html' title='Feelin&apos; the LUUUUURVE'/><author><name>bee electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726357494831236080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l189/pseudoitaliana/pink-copy.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32434102.post-6318102621765008283</id><published>2007-02-09T02:53:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T02:19:50.310+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='public radio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kqed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aqua teen hunger force'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boston'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='television'/><title type='text'>Dude...you're living up to your rep</title><content type='html'>KQED, stop being arrogant. Especially in the middle of a pledge break, come on! Don't ruin this for me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Do you want to listen to commercial radio and hear about the early demise of Anna Nicole Smith or do you want to spend 10 minutes with us and a Harvard scientist looking for mushrooms?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stereotypical public radio...osity is hurting me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't consider myself an Anna Nicole fan, but it still isn't nice to make fun of people who die. Especially when they had a little baby. Murrrrrrrrrrr....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In more awesome news:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZWUaQVZHzyI"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZWUaQVZHzyI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.boingboing.net/2007/02/08/deconstructing_the_g.html"&gt;Words.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world's best me,&lt;br /&gt;Bee Electric&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32434102-6318102621765008283?l=pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/feeds/6318102621765008283/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32434102&amp;postID=6318102621765008283' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/6318102621765008283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/6318102621765008283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/2007/02/dudeyoure-living-up-to-your-rep.html' title='Dude...you&apos;re living up to your rep'/><author><name>bee electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726357494831236080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l189/pseudoitaliana/pink-copy.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32434102.post-75692782948556583</id><published>2007-02-09T02:09:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T02:36:36.211+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fred flare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flickr'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hair'/><title type='text'>four Things that Are True</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/73058808@N00/384194029/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/bridget_raina/ichangedmyhairs.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/73058808@N00/384194031/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/bridget_raina/ilovefredflare.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/73058808@N00/384194033/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/bridget_raina/gangstafase.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/bridget_raina/infectedhangnails.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click the first 3 pics for bigger, wordless versions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normal post [+ more picturezZz in the flickr] comin' when it isn't 2am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feelin' kinda indie rock,&lt;br /&gt;Bee Electric&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32434102-75692782948556583?l=pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/feeds/75692782948556583/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32434102&amp;postID=75692782948556583' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/75692782948556583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/75692782948556583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/2007/02/four-things-that-are-true.html' title='four Things that Are True'/><author><name>bee electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726357494831236080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l189/pseudoitaliana/pink-copy.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32434102.post-6087168630433028073</id><published>2007-02-06T23:43:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T23:58:29.315+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weather'/><title type='text'>HOLY CRAPSTERATION</title><content type='html'>It is soooo stormy right now you would not believe. Rain, lightning, and thunder so loud I am just about to crumble with the vibrations!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Real post coming soon....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lighnin' the grease,&lt;br /&gt;Bee Electric&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32434102-6087168630433028073?l=pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/feeds/6087168630433028073/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32434102&amp;postID=6087168630433028073' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/6087168630433028073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/6087168630433028073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/2007/02/holy-crapsteration.html' title='HOLY CRAPSTERATION'/><author><name>bee electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726357494831236080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l189/pseudoitaliana/pink-copy.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32434102.post-3259602460527110655</id><published>2007-02-06T13:28:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T13:33:11.254+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='caffine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lindsay lohan'/><title type='text'>Oh, How I miss Highly Caffinated Beverages...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/bridget_raina/lindzgoodthings.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lindsay Lohan, taking a break from rehab for filming on her new movie, &lt;i&gt;A Woman of No Importance&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giggling at celebries,&lt;br /&gt;Bee Electric&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32434102-3259602460527110655?l=pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/feeds/3259602460527110655/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32434102&amp;postID=3259602460527110655' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/3259602460527110655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/3259602460527110655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/2007/02/oh-how-i-miss-highly-caffinated.html' title='Oh, How I miss Highly Caffinated Beverages...'/><author><name>bee electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726357494831236080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l189/pseudoitaliana/pink-copy.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32434102.post-8307447348248542427</id><published>2007-02-05T23:32:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T23:35:31.783+01:00</updated><title type='text'>MMMR Shutdown NO LIFE</title><content type='html'>Yezzzz I know I haven't really been updatin' but hey, nothing interesting has happened! To prove that point, I'm feeling really full and my stomach kind of hurts...hmmm that's it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus my laptop is about to DIE [battery wise] and it is all of 11:30 so that means...BED TIME FOR BEE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What what...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reppin' the gansta life,&lt;br /&gt;Bee Electric&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32434102-8307447348248542427?l=pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/feeds/8307447348248542427/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32434102&amp;postID=8307447348248542427' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/8307447348248542427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/8307447348248542427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/2007/02/mmmr-shutdown-no-life.html' title='MMMR Shutdown NO LIFE'/><author><name>bee electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726357494831236080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l189/pseudoitaliana/pink-copy.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32434102.post-3743344379485397383</id><published>2007-02-05T11:45:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T11:48:56.424+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boyz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Panic At the Disco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hausome'/><title type='text'>I love to Panic!</title><content type='html'>Yep Panic! At The Disco is pretty much Hausome [and no, I'm not just discovering this now]. And I have a crush on a guy at my school who looks like the lead singer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the video for "I write sins not tragedies"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NMYs6t4tTOI"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NMYs6t4tTOI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever this song came on Live105 I used to sit right next to the speaker to listen to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N-joy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roxing out in the computer lab,&lt;br /&gt;Bee Electric&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32434102-3743344379485397383?l=pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/feeds/3743344379485397383/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32434102&amp;postID=3743344379485397383' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/3743344379485397383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/3743344379485397383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-love-to-panic.html' title='I love to Panic!'/><author><name>bee electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726357494831236080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l189/pseudoitaliana/pink-copy.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32434102.post-4581678206556527597</id><published>2007-02-04T01:50:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T03:00:49.986+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><title type='text'>Questions I often find myself asking</title><content type='html'>"Who stole the Wolf's Poop?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why did I not listen to online/get podcasts from NPR etc before?"&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I physically couldn't until this week. DURRRRRRRRRRRR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of podcasts I would be working on my next but frankly I am having too good of a time listening to the radio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever, tomoz is Sunday [FINALLY, OMG] so I can work on it then!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh, I have a stomach ache. Possibly caused by the hot dog/french fry sammie I had for dinner. Or the can of Pepsi I drank. Or the repeated [futile] attempts to produce a quality belch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVERYONE STATESIDE SHOULD GO SEE &lt;a href="http://imdb.com/title/tt0432402/"&gt;Factory Girl&lt;/a&gt; SO'S I CAN BE PROPER JEALOUS OF YOU. Yes I know critics or whatever are saying it sucks but I still want to see it. &lt;3 Andy and Edie and Mary-Kate Olsen [who is in the movie for like 30 seconds]. And: Did anyone see &lt;a href="http://imdb.com/title/tt0450259/"&gt;Blood Diamond&lt;/a&gt;? That's another one I really want to view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's funny that our lil' cinema here is &lt;a href="http://arenacinema.com/"&gt;playing the same movies as Point Arena&lt;/a&gt;. Rockin'!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy I sure am excited for Spider-Man 3! Black Snake Moan looks pretty snazzy, too. Bridge to Terabithia seems different than I remember the book, but I actually don't remember much from the book, except it made me cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See ya at the movies,&lt;br /&gt;Bee Electric&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32434102-4581678206556527597?l=pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/feeds/4581678206556527597/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32434102&amp;postID=4581678206556527597' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/4581678206556527597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/4581678206556527597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/2007/02/questions-i-often-find-myself-asking.html' title='Questions I often find myself asking'/><author><name>bee electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726357494831236080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l189/pseudoitaliana/pink-copy.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32434102.post-7131342994407190508</id><published>2007-02-04T00:42:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T01:27:15.359+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='waffles'/><title type='text'>And in the mornin', I'm makin' WAFFLES.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/bridget_raina/wafflescopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listenin' to KQED,&lt;br /&gt;Bee Electric&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. It is so windy right you would not believe. -omg-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32434102-7131342994407190508?l=pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/feeds/7131342994407190508/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32434102&amp;postID=7131342994407190508' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/7131342994407190508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/7131342994407190508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/2007/02/and-in-mornin-im-makin-waffles.html' title='And in the mornin&apos;, I&apos;m makin&apos; WAFFLES.'/><author><name>bee electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726357494831236080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l189/pseudoitaliana/pink-copy.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32434102.post-2988513728016302472</id><published>2007-02-03T18:03:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T18:05:33.213+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cat food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dental hygine'/><title type='text'>Tabbee</title><content type='html'>My mouth tastes like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/bridget_raina/safarii01.jpg"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;This is bothersome, as I coulda sworn I brushed after snack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running out of room,&lt;br /&gt;Bee Electric&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32434102-2988513728016302472?l=pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/feeds/2988513728016302472/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32434102&amp;postID=2988513728016302472' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/2988513728016302472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/2988513728016302472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/2007/02/tabbee.html' title='Tabbee'/><author><name>bee electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726357494831236080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l189/pseudoitaliana/pink-copy.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32434102.post-3825865989547635812</id><published>2007-02-03T12:42:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T19:29:45.509+01:00</updated><title type='text'>My Classwork...Expunged</title><content type='html'>Written durin' school today...btw I have no idear what Expunged means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;*2dayz &lt;u&gt;HOT TOPIC&lt;/u&gt; (by BeeDecree)*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The First! Ever! Bee Electric! Vlog! Podcast! Video Bit! Cosa pensi? Whatcha think? Of course it iz short and kinda lame, but then, so am I! I hope you had at least a &lt;i&gt;little&lt;/i&gt; fun watchin' it, as I had a bunch o' fun makin' it! Even though I had about half a second of usable footage. "Footage." Haha! I'm such a toad. Hopefulling the next installment/episode/whatever will be sckooler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holy Jumping Butterballs! My stomach is havin' a Grade-A meltdown! I think it prolly has somethin' to do with my weird-arse diet yesterday:&lt;br /&gt;*Breakfast: Pack of saltines [4 crackers], Snickers, 2 coffees&lt;br /&gt;*Lunch: 1 serving pasta with chreamy sauce, shrimp, and zucchini [in the pasta], diet imitation Coke&lt;br /&gt;*Dinner: Pepsi, lots o' potato chips, dark chocolate, greens awith olives, capers, and pine nuts [later].&lt;br /&gt;Que healthy! Vabbè...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking vaguely of health-related issues, Vale quit dance [at least the classes here— as far as I know she still wants to go to the Academy/Institute in Rome after graduation], and by default, so did I. She says it's for real this time. If that's true, I reckon they are gonna have some major holes in their dances! I'm fine with either way she actually goes— though I want her to be able to dance, because I know she loves it, I also know what it is like to be in a situation so letarded it takes a lot of the joy out of something you adore [::cough::gymnastics::cough::]. It would be nice not to have as many bored outta my skull hours per week, since I was yanked without explaination [what the hull?] from the &lt;i&gt;moderna&lt;/i&gt; choregraphy, so I wasn't gonna be doing that anyways [I reckon].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breaking news! This just in! There izZz a new Aussie girl at our school! Sketch-ay. I thought we weren't going to gave anymore, since they all went home. Apparently, however, the Australians are disPATCHED in bATCHEZ. So we got a new lass- she's from near Sydney [which I heard as "New Sydney" at first. Bee: "There's a &lt;i&gt;New&lt;/i&gt; Sydney? Rad! Gotsa jump on that bandwagon!" OzZzie girl: "Ummm...."] I can't recall her name but she seems pretty nice. During our little rendez-vous Miano [the first time I've seen her in &lt;i&gt;weeks&lt;/i&gt;; apparently helping Bee not have math and physics classes is not something she feels the need to do. Thanks, luv!] lent me this photocopied Italian course book from Giuseppina— If I want to use it I gots to make my own photocopies, then give it back. Mom— are you sending me that Ultimate Italian book? Perchè non vorrei pagare per fare le fotocopie per un libro [forse anche troppo facile] se sei inviandome un altro! Dude! That Aussie girl was all, "Do you speak Italian?" [I reckon 'cause Miano was givin' me a "Learn Italian" book]. Before I could answer Miano was all, "She's lazy." Thanx, hun! My response was pretty much "What-EVAR! I speak Italz like a mad woman, and am a pretty good hand at Napolitano, too. So &lt;i&gt;therez&lt;/i&gt;." Beh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I am basically GeniusGirl, I have a devised a brill-beyond-brilliant way to make my boring classes [i.e. nearly all] slightly more interessante! IzZz called "Veronica the Super Duper EyePod: Operation Stealthster." ThazZz rite, innit! What VtSDEP:OS means is that [with sweatshirt on &amp; hood up] I can listen [with one ear open so I'm not &lt;i&gt;compleets&lt;/i&gt; oblivious] to the audio content of my choice instead of, say, Italian fraction nonsense. 10 points for technology!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yuck...English class. Teacher's still stuck on the whole other day thing, sayin' I was "upset" and whatnot. 'Scuse me, lady, but I wasn't &lt;i&gt;upset&lt;/i&gt; — OK, maybe I was, but more in a "I HAVE TIRED OF YOU AND THE IGNORANCE OF YOUR WAYS" sort of fashion than the implied "OMG the teacher said I'm wrong brb g2g cry now!!!!11!". Apparently she "has nothing towards me" which is too bad 'cause I sure as heck have something towards her! It is a neon arrow of Dislike and I have named it JesusFish. Oh mio dio, now the &lt;i&gt;Latin&lt;/i&gt; teacher's talking about the "contadino" thing. What monster art thou? I do bid thee to speak, to reveal thyself for what thee truly be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A snazzy thing about bein' in Italy: nearly everyone here [spesh teen-folk...or maybe that is just who I hang with] does the airkiss howdy/buhbye, and &lt;i&gt;everyone&lt;/i&gt; says "Ciao" like it were goin' outta style. That means that I can, too, and be Normz like Rockwell, instead of a pretentious twit like most people who do that in the U.S. There, it's for 20-something wanna-be Europeans with Netflix queues and Starbucks in the cupholder. Here it's as common as the "Yo, dude"/head jerk is in the hallways of America's high schools. Only so much more &lt;i&gt;continental&lt;/i&gt;. Ciao, darling, I'm off to my Pilates class. &lt;i&gt;Slurp.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMGosh. I just got the BESTEST idear for a television show! My new capacity as GeniusGirl is keepin' me hoppin'! This is how it [the TeeVee show] works: if the target/victim is foreigner, they are secretly filmed whilst an actor from the cast [masquerading as a member of the general public, of course] does something obscenely stereotypical American to them. If the T/V is American, they are tricked into being an obscenely stereotypical one [note— this could prove too easy - more interesting, maybe, if the T/V is a birkenstock wearin' peacemonger treehugger who sponsers a 3rd world child]. Hilarity ensues, and when the joke has played out, the T/V is given a cheapo miniature American flag that they wave as I waltz out from my cleverly hidden spot to deliver what is sure to be the most popular line since "You're fired!". Wait for it...wait for it...."YOU'VE BEEN YANKED!" Oh &lt;i&gt;shizZz&lt;/i&gt;! Possible episode ideas include: "MAYBE YOU'LL MAGICALLY LEARN TO SPEAK ENGLISH IF I SHOUT AT THE TOP OF MY LUNGS" and "Look, honey, it's a terrorist!" [Pointing at a harmless bearded fellow— possibly not even Middle-Eastern]. Season finale: invade a country that has nothing to do with us and, at high cost [both money and in human life] make it more unstable and dangerous than it was before. What do you mean that's already been done? Day-um. Unrated Season DVD extras: Draw inspiration from "Guantanamo Bay" and "Abu Ghraib". I'm gonna be the Ashton Kutcher for the next generation. Without, you know, Demi Moore. HAUSOME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just read that last paragraph over. Dear God I'm a twisted lil' creep. I can't believe I even posted it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a little messed up,&lt;br /&gt;Bee Electric&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32434102-3825865989547635812?l=pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/feeds/3825865989547635812/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32434102&amp;postID=3825865989547635812' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/3825865989547635812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/3825865989547635812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/2007/02/my-classworkexpunged.html' title='My Classwork...Expunged'/><author><name>bee electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726357494831236080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l189/pseudoitaliana/pink-copy.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32434102.post-1678194419093934928</id><published>2007-02-03T01:37:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T02:02:07.083+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fred flare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='YouTube'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='podcast'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='google'/><title type='text'>In Livin' Colour</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iEjHU1RA7jk"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iEjHU1RA7jk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. My. God. I'm a podcaster. Shutup, Daniel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soz about the shnatchz quality...YouTube wouldn't upload the better one, and Google Video was just bein' plain jane &lt;i&gt;letareded&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's short as a munchkin and borin' to boot, and certainly no wherez near as hausesome as &lt;a href="http://www.fredflare.com/podcast_episodeguide.php"&gt;the Flare's first attempt [or any thereafter]&lt;/a&gt; but I am workin' on it...stay tuned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beeing confused by iTunes,&lt;br /&gt;Bee Electric&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Yeah, I know I mentioned the alien thing the 2nd time like I just though of it...I have a very short attention span. And I'm saying "pops" and "pop babies", not "pot". They didn't used to give out pot at Jay Baker's [at least not to me... &gt;.&gt;] and I don't know what a pot baby is. A hippy version of the crack baby?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32434102-1678194419093934928?l=pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/feeds/1678194419093934928/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32434102&amp;postID=1678194419093934928' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/1678194419093934928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/1678194419093934928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/2007/02/in-livin-colour.html' title='In Livin&apos; Colour'/><author><name>bee electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726357494831236080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l189/pseudoitaliana/pink-copy.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32434102.post-5196781829386811608</id><published>2007-02-02T02:16:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T02:24:56.704+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='onomastico'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleep'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='st brigid'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party down'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ireland'/><title type='text'>OnoMEstico</title><content type='html'>Oh yeah, I nearly forgot. Today is my onomastico slash saint's day!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Brede, Brede, tar gys my thie, tar dyn thie ayms noght.&lt;br /&gt;Foshil jee yn dorrys da Brede, as lhig da Brede e beet staigh."&lt;br /&gt;" Bridget, Bridget, come to my house, come to my house to-night.&lt;br /&gt;Open the door for Bridget, and let Bridget come in."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ThazZz right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ni bu Sanct Brigid suanach&lt;br /&gt;Ni bu huarach im sheire Dé,&lt;br /&gt;Sech ni chiuir ni cossens&lt;br /&gt;Ind nóeb dibad bethath che.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Saint Brigid was not given to sleep,&lt;br /&gt;Nor was she intermittent about God's love;&lt;br /&gt;Not merely that she did not buy, she did not seek for&lt;br /&gt;The wealth of this world below, the holy one.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So happy day to meeeeee!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, I think that "Ni bu Sanct Brigid suanach" is my new slogan. If only I knew how to say it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FMO: &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Brigid_of_Ireland"&gt;Wikipedia entry&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.newadvent.org/cathen/02784b.htm"&gt;Catholic Encyclopedia&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feelin' kinda holey and a lil' spesh,&lt;br /&gt;[St] Bee Electric&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32434102-5196781829386811608?l=pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/feeds/5196781829386811608/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32434102&amp;postID=5196781829386811608' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/5196781829386811608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/5196781829386811608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/2007/02/onomestico.html' title='OnoMEstico'/><author><name>bee electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726357494831236080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l189/pseudoitaliana/pink-copy.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32434102.post-533613546622548212</id><published>2007-02-02T01:26:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T01:42:35.981+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='terrorism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seattle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the 80s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stupid people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='American'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aqua teen hunger force'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boston'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='television'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lite-brite'/><title type='text'>Someone Set Us Up The Lite-Brite</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/2007/US/02/01/boston.bombscare/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/172/375967773_9dfcbfa8af.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you missed this [unlikely], Boston went letardedly insane on Wednesday over what were basically a bunch of Lite-Brites all over the city. That had been there for 2 weeks [and in 10 other major US cities, including New York, San Francisco, and Los Angeles]. They ended up spending half a million dollars [plus] dealing with the harmless devices, and arresting the two fellows who put them up, calling it a "hoax". The light-up signs feature Mooninites from the tv series "Aqua Teen Hunger Force", and were part of a national campaign to promote the upcoming movie. Not in any way intended to be thought of as a bomb, and anyone with half a brain could figure out that they fer sure weren't a terrorist plot to distroy the UNIVERSE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, people are stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Additional Links: &lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/2007/US/01/31/boston.bombscare/index.html"&gt;CNN story&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://www.kirotv.com/news/10899135/detail.html"&gt;Suspicious in Seattle&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giggling Oafishly,&lt;br /&gt;Bee Electric&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I tried posting this earlier but Blogger wouldn't let me. What the hull?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32434102-533613546622548212?l=pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/feeds/533613546622548212/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32434102&amp;postID=533613546622548212' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/533613546622548212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/533613546622548212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/2007/02/someone-set-us-up-lite-brite.html' title='Someone Set Us Up The Lite-Brite'/><author><name>bee electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726357494831236080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l189/pseudoitaliana/pink-copy.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/172/375967773_9dfcbfa8af_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32434102.post-4365910606948603482</id><published>2007-02-02T00:18:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T01:24:55.213+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='australia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stupid people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rome'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pizza'/><title type='text'>This is the Comedown</title><content type='html'>Dear peanut, I &lt;i&gt;hate&lt;/i&gt; Michele, aka Gina's ex-host brother. OMG. I never really liked him, due to his creepyness and jerkfase ness to Ginster, but he never actually did anything &lt;i&gt;directly&lt;/i&gt; to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Story time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This afternoon, after Vale's dance class, we went over to Giovanni's house for pizza. I was supes sleepster, but figured whatevz, I can handle this. Before the pizza came I was pretty much just chillin' on the couch with everyone, watching music videos. Then I ate too much greasy-arse pizza [I haven't had a quality pizza in &lt;i&gt;ages&lt;/i&gt;, this sucks], and everyone went outside to smoke cigarettes, so I settled down on the couch with MTV on. And fell asleep. Until Michele and Fabrizio, hiding behind the other couch, started throwing stuff at me [starting with a pillow, progressing to other objects]. Hard. And then giggling. Fragz. He was all proud of it later, too. Grrrrr....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the heck is it with me? Do I have some big neon sign that everyone can see but me that says "Plz be mean to me"?? Yuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, to further end my day on a bad note, I just found out that Pascal, Annette, the other Alex, and Franco all went to Rome to see Gina &lt;i&gt;and&lt;/i&gt; the German before they both went off to their respective countries [that would be America and Australia]. Nobody told me about this before [there was vague talk of going to see Gina, but no firm plans, and no German mention], or afterwords...I just now happened to see some pictures. That makes me really...I dunno...sad? Because I would have liked to say goodbye to Gina again, and I heart Dave so seein' him would be hauseome. Whatever, can't do anything about it now, but I am a little hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wandering off to dream of feta cheese,&lt;br /&gt;Bee Electric&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32434102-4365910606948603482?l=pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/feeds/4365910606948603482/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32434102&amp;postID=4365910606948603482' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/4365910606948603482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/4365910606948603482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/2007/02/this-is-comedown.html' title='This is the Comedown'/><author><name>bee electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726357494831236080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l189/pseudoitaliana/pink-copy.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32434102.post-4549143742754589300</id><published>2007-02-01T12:24:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T12:31:08.668+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='global warming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stupid people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='American'/><title type='text'>Someone needs a punch in the head.</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I can't even believe the US Administration. Seriously, they have reached heights [lows?] of rediculiousness that are borderline fantastic. [that is as in fantasy, not as in awesome] &lt;a href="http://suicidegirls.com/news/politics/20138/"&gt;Their great plan to stop global warming&lt;/a&gt; is really making me feel safe, giving me confidence. &lt;a href="http://environment.guardian.co.uk/climatechange/story/0,,1999968,00.html"&gt;THANKS GUYS.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to go plug my computer in now...this is to depressing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doing her part in mirrored sunglasses,&lt;br /&gt;Bee Electric&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32434102-4549143742754589300?l=pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/feeds/4549143742754589300/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32434102&amp;postID=4549143742754589300' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/4549143742754589300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/4549143742754589300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/2007/02/someone-needs-punch-in-head.html' title='Someone needs a punch in the head.'/><author><name>bee electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726357494831236080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l189/pseudoitaliana/pink-copy.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32434102.post-3696398491916546903</id><published>2007-02-01T11:24:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T11:31:47.065+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chanel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sunnies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strongbad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flickr'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paris'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='internet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='colette'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='target'/><title type='text'>Return to Paris</title><content type='html'>Man, I really wish I could just hop back over to Paris, OMG! For many reasons, but this post is prompted by &lt;a href="http://stylebubble.typepad.com/style_bubble/2007/01/voulez_vous_ach.html"&gt;this Style Bubble post&lt;/a&gt; that says that Target's Tar-Jay is gonna be at Colette! What the hull...why did I have to miss this combo of two of my fave stores EVAR?? People suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things that so don't &lt;i&gt;even&lt;/i&gt; suck: LAPTOP ON THE INTERNET OMG!!! YESSSS!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chex out my Chanel sunnies here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/73058808@N00/sets/72157594511996507/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/123/376375466_e01d834da0_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Click to go to flickr set)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learning to type again,&lt;br /&gt;Bee Electric&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32434102-3696398491916546903?l=pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/feeds/3696398491916546903/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32434102&amp;postID=3696398491916546903' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/3696398491916546903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/3696398491916546903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/2007/02/return-to-paris.html' title='Return to Paris'/><author><name>bee electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726357494831236080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l189/pseudoitaliana/pink-copy.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/123/376375466_e01d834da0_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32434102.post-5032521000334379996</id><published>2007-02-01T08:31:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T09:00:37.541+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stupid people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='American'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Skool Daze get longer when they suck.</title><content type='html'>This is the post I promised yesterday...It was began in astronomy class and ended in English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+*+*+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is minerals. I'm super over them, an unfortunate byproduct of the hours I've spent in museum gift shops and science stores with their miniature sacks to fill with bite sized minerals. Fool's goold doesn't impress me - I'm Californian. I've produced the real thing from the mud with a pan. Clear quartz revives feelings of guilt from childhood, rose reminds me of my best friend. The scientific formulas on the handout make me want to cry so I close my eyes and sleep my way out of this basement classroom. Suprisingly, I don't get caught, strange because my seat is three and a half feet away from the prof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After waking, instead of paying attention I'm letting my mind wander and where it takes me is fourth grade. I have a Pooh bucket hat and braces, smiling for the camera outside the entrance to a gold mine. Behind me, in the dark, is the funiculare in which the miners descended into the depths. "Roller coaster," we called it, giggling, feeling imagined wind on our raised palms. With the after image of flashes burning our retinas, we made a Disneyland of the past, lacking only the lines to "Meet the Miner" - though animatronics almost make up for the discrepancy. "Get shot by bandits, 2 pm, by the stagecoach. Reservations recommended." In our amusement park of Gold Rush California, lines are short and you never want to leave. Kelly bought goldflake earrings in the giftshop there, at the mine where blue water danced in the fountains and the intricate vents of the big house were painted green.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I emerge from my reverie it's English class with the teacher I hate. She's one ofthose stupid people who think that Americans speak a different language from the British. I almost want to ask her hwat they speak in Mexico to see if she says "Mexican". Schema. There's no excuse for blatant ignorance when you're shaping the futures of a nations children. [Or when you are running the country. ::cough::Bush::cough:: Sorry...couldn't resist]. Jesus Christ! I &lt;i&gt;hate&lt;/i&gt; it when the stupid cow says that I don't know anything because I'm American. Screw you. At least I &lt;i&gt;speak&lt;/i&gt; English, which is more than you can truthfully claim. And when I say "peasants" I say "pEHsants," not "pEEsants." So there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*+*+*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so I have a few hostility issues against the English teacher. Not my fault! She treats me like I don't know anything...in fact, the other day she told me that I "can't know English literature". Because I'm American, of course. What a turd! God! I think she is the only teacher that I have now that really bugz me...I don't &lt;i&gt;adore&lt;/i&gt; all the others but they don't get my dander up like she does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I don't think that we're going to school today, 'cause Vale didn't have time to finish studying. 10 points! Though I wish that I had found that out, you know, before I woke up and got dressed etc at 7:30ish. Sleep is dear, as we all know. Vabbè...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not bombing Boston,&lt;br /&gt;Bee Electric&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32434102-5032521000334379996?l=pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/feeds/5032521000334379996/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32434102&amp;postID=5032521000334379996' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/5032521000334379996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/5032521000334379996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/2007/02/this-is-post-i-promised-yesterday.html' title='Skool Daze get longer when they suck.'/><author><name>bee electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726357494831236080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l189/pseudoitaliana/pink-copy.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32434102.post-3206055757917716176</id><published>2007-01-31T23:12:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T00:31:44.715+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mortal kombat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boyz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='barack obama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='television'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='playstation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='william moseley'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pizza'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pasta'/><title type='text'>Failing at FATALITIES!</title><content type='html'>Howdy, kidz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a decent day, I reckon. School was alright...not too bad, but not exceedingly awesome, either. I wrote a bit about it [during school] that I'll post later - don't really feel like typing it up right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school we kind of chillaxed around for a bit [after eating a tasty lunch consisting of pasta with egg (forse a kind of carbonara? boh but it was delish], and then tuna and tomato salad. Yumster!! When it was time for Valster to go to ballet I planned on going with but, as I fell asleep in the car, changed my mind and went with my mom to Imma's, figuring it would be better to sleep there than in the dance studio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep? Ha! Instead of dozing on the couch, as I am wont to do, I played Mortal Kombat with Vince [pronounced "Veen-chay", not "Vinse"] for 2 hours! It was awesome, and I was actually doing pretty well at it, especially considering it was my second time playing, ever. I was keeping pretty even with him in the points area, which was a tad difficult because his character dude had this hat that he could use as a kind of slicin' frisbee and take out foes real easy. But then he got the ability to do fatalities [when you "FINISH HIM" and totes take someone out...it shows it all big and gory] and I didn't, and you get like, 500-600 points per fatality. Dang. All in all though, it was Rad O Licious! I wanna get a PlayStation when I get home...hook it up to a ghetto teevee from Pay'n'Take, and I'll be the koolest g4m3r EVAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Vale was done with her ballet class she came over to Imma's and we had dinner - pizza, from this place in San Marco called "Il Coliseo" or however you spell "Collisium" in Italian. It's OK, not as good as L'Anfora, of course, and a tad on the greaster side, but not too shabby. I couldn't eat all of mine, a side affect from eating a bunch o' lunch and munchin' on cookies before we left. Vabbè.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dindin we watched &lt;i&gt;Chronicles of Narnia&lt;/i&gt; on SKY Cinema [well, started it...we left partway through, as it finished about...10 minutes ago - 11:25 or something]. I LOVE THAT MOVIE, OMG. And my crush on William Moseley [Peter] was totes revived to the EXtreme. Not that it ever died, of course, but seein' that laddie bein' all Chronic-what-cles of Narnia just sent my heart a-flutterin'. How lovely he is! And thanks to the fact that we missed the end, I didn't have to see the gnarlster Grown Up Peter. Hausome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/bridget_raina/william-off.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't he cute???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was going to write an entry about how the world is going to hell in a handbasket, but as I want to go to bed, I'll leave you with this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VOTE FOR THIS FELLOW IN 2008! Lord knows I'm going to. &lt;i&gt;Because I can do that&lt;/i&gt;. Or, will be able to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/bridget_raina/senatorbarackobama.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[that is Barack Obama, in case you live under a rock]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the win,&lt;br /&gt;Bee Electric&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32434102-3206055757917716176?l=pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/feeds/3206055757917716176/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32434102&amp;postID=3206055757917716176' title='3 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/3206055757917716176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/3206055757917716176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/2007/01/failing-at-fatalities.html' title='Failing at FATALITIES!'/><author><name>bee electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726357494831236080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l189/pseudoitaliana/pink-copy.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32434102.post-4670062506637808300</id><published>2007-01-31T01:28:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T01:30:46.804+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='god'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='maddz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='suicidegirls'/><title type='text'>Dear God This Country Is Weird...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://suicidegirls.com/news/culture/20102/"&gt;o.O&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy am I glad to be a Maddz E|Xie not a Bari one [and I know several of those]...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now with that cheery thought I am going to brush my teeth, set my alarm, and knock the heck out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye byez,&lt;br /&gt;Bee Electric&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32434102-4670062506637808300?l=pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/feeds/4670062506637808300/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32434102&amp;postID=4670062506637808300' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/4670062506637808300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/4670062506637808300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/2007/01/dear-god-this-country-is-weird.html' title='Dear God This Country Is Weird...'/><author><name>bee electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726357494831236080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l189/pseudoitaliana/pink-copy.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32434102.post-531743577947793539</id><published>2007-01-31T00:48:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T01:07:54.865+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sep'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Samuel L Jackson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kafka'/><title type='text'>Maybe I Ehn't Movin' After All</title><content type='html'>I just counted on my fingers and I pretty much just have 4 and a half months left. It would be totes raw to have to move 6 weeks before I leave this country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little more secure,&lt;br /&gt;Bee Electric&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Way to be slackster, SEP!: "The 2007 brochure will be available in February 2007." Now I get to check it every day for &lt;i&gt;another&lt;/i&gt; month! Hope it'll be up by the JC deadline!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32434102-531743577947793539?l=pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/feeds/531743577947793539/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32434102&amp;postID=531743577947793539' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/531743577947793539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/531743577947793539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/2007/01/maybe-i-ehnt-movin-after-all.html' title='Maybe I Ehn&apos;t Movin&apos; After All'/><author><name>bee electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726357494831236080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l189/pseudoitaliana/pink-copy.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32434102.post-4859965433207961916</id><published>2007-01-30T23:38:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T00:13:49.663+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boyz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RIS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='television'/><title type='text'>Il Mio Ragazzo...</title><content type='html'>Chex out my boyfriend!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/bridget_raina/28502.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh heh, I wish. That would be Stefano Pesce [yes, fish], aka Davide Testi on my totes fave teevee show, RIS 3! Holy shizZz I just looked it up and he turns 40 this year...hahahahahahaha! Vabbè, still hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was pretty fun and chill...I'll post more about it later but I wanna go to bed now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, I don't know how long I am going to be with Vale's family. I had thought for the rest of the time, but then today Vale was talkin' some 3 months somethin'. I don't want to move again! Partly because I'm really happy here and I love this family, and also because it is, frankly, a huge pain in the arse. Also, where would I go? Move in with Franco at Giuppina's house? Gah...But yeah, I don't know for sure, but it is hard to ask, you know. "So...how long do I get to live here?" Yeah. I am gonna try to find out more, 'cause I hate not knowing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bit frustrated,&lt;br /&gt;Bee Electric&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32434102-4859965433207961916?l=pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/feeds/4859965433207961916/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32434102&amp;postID=4859965433207961916' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/4859965433207961916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/4859965433207961916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/2007/01/il-mio-ragazzo.html' title='Il Mio Ragazzo...'/><author><name>bee electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726357494831236080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l189/pseudoitaliana/pink-copy.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32434102.post-1697101841126736866</id><published>2007-01-29T23:47:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T01:06:57.869+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fred flare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='valentime&apos;s day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleep'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='internet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='television'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eyepod'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='playstation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pizza'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eiffel tower'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frenzZz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='french fries'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coffee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='california'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hot dogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hearts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='disco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new york'/><title type='text'>Technically Disco</title><content type='html'>Ciao Raga!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm where to begin...I haven't had a proper update in [i]ages[/i], mostly due to the fact that I have actually been [i]sleeping[/i] lately, -omg-.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday evening I called my dearest duckling of a best friend, and it was LOOOOVELY. We had such a nice D&amp;D chat, something that we haven't really had a chance to do since I left. It reminded me just why I like her so much, why she is my SUPER AWESOME BEST FRIEND WONDER TWIN SUPERSTAH. Not that I had forgotten...the only downside is it made me miss her even more. What the heck is up with that??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Duckster, even though I don't think you read this, you wanted to know what we ended up doing that night, so here goes: We actually ended up going out, even though I &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; didn't want to, as I was super mad tired. However, we left the house an hour later than planned, which meant I spent an hour on the couch watching Mtv [Room Raiders: Arizona, and Date My Mom]. When we eventually left, we walked to this discoteca where apparently there was a festa. We didn't go in, though, just stood around in the cold for &lt;i&gt;ages&lt;/i&gt;, until we drove to this pizzeria/rossticeria and got something to eat. I spent 2 euro on a REALLY GROSS hot dog and french fry sammich. I should have just stuck with the 1 euro pizza. Dang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After eating we returned to said discoteca, again did not go inside, but stood around in the chill for a while longer, until Vale etc got bored, and we went to Antonella's house. [On the way there we passed a girl I knew who said hi to me, but I totes did not recognize her and took too long to respond. And then I tripped over a chair. 10 points!] At Anto's house we just sat around, and I was so tired that I literally fell asleep. ::shrugs:: What can ya do? After a bit we returned home [2 hours after we left], and I promptly went to bed. It was loooovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day [Sunday] was pretty chill...I slept 'till about 9, got up, took a shower, watched a lil' Mtv [since I figured out that we get it I watch it pretty much whenever no one else is using the TV. Yesss!], then we went to Imma's house for lunch etc. My bro and his fam were there as well, and then some cousins etc showed, too. I played some PlayStation with Vincenzo and Salvatore [my lil' nephews], and totes got my bum kicked in Mortal Kombat. But hey, it was my first time playing, and I actually did pretty good until we met the crazy otherworld fighting chicks, who completely annihilated me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we had 2 hours of lesson and then assemblea. Which, in this case, meant they played music really loud outside. -party-. And we got let out at noonish. 10 points for coming home early!! I ate lunch, took a nap, watched a little Japanese cartoons, a little SpongeBob, then we went to Imma's house for din dinz. While there, I watched American Pie 2 on the TeeVee...&lt;i&gt;in Italian&lt;/i&gt;. Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new episode of the &lt;a href="http://www.fredflare.com/blog/?p=352"&gt;Fred Flare podcast&lt;/a&gt; inspired me to write up this lil' list of things I heart...to be added to in the future as we get closer to VALENTIMES DAY OMG!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I love: Fred Flare * My friends * Coffee * The Internet * Comic books * Pizza * The Eiffel Tower * New York in February * Valentime’s Day * Hearts * California * My blog * Staying up late * Sleeping in * Dancing * Watching movies * Hot dogs * &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have more things to share with the peanut gallery [that would be you, darling], but as it is after 1am and even though I have rotation 2moz I would like to sleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoping that Veronica still has some charge,&lt;br /&gt;Bee Electric&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32434102-1697101841126736866?l=pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/feeds/1697101841126736866/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32434102&amp;postID=1697101841126736866' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/1697101841126736866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/1697101841126736866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/2007/01/technically-disco.html' title='Technically Disco'/><author><name>bee electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726357494831236080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l189/pseudoitaliana/pink-copy.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32434102.post-6363871213955275466</id><published>2007-01-29T00:51:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T00:57:02.946+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shower'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='elijah wood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleep'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>Happy Elijah Wood's Birthday!!</title><content type='html'>[that is, the 28th].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to you,&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to you,&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday dear Elijah,&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to you!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elijah Jordan Wood is 26 years old today! Golly gee how time flies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I celebrated by taking a shower. And am going to further celebrate by going to bed. Catch ya all later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asleep already,&lt;br /&gt;Bee Electric&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32434102-6363871213955275466?l=pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/feeds/6363871213955275466/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32434102&amp;postID=6363871213955275466' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/6363871213955275466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/6363871213955275466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/2007/01/happy-elijah-woods-birthday.html' title='Happy Elijah Wood&apos;s Birthday!!'/><author><name>bee electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726357494831236080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l189/pseudoitaliana/pink-copy.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32434102.post-7269223463434477893</id><published>2007-01-25T15:57:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T16:10:47.671+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fred flare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spider-man'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='10 points'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='orlando bloom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='purse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='candy'/><title type='text'>Drat the n00bz!</title><content type='html'>Oh, darling FFs and your tendency to bring out new prodz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This lovely pursopolis hath captured mon cuore [idk how to spell that in the french so i'll go with italian] and now I gots to rethink my FF order a bit!! Vedi:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fredflare.com/customer/product.php?productid=2602&amp;cat=108&amp;page=1#"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.fredflare.com/display_images/2602_D.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Che bella!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another bellixima thing izZz that I got mah pacco today!!! 10 pts for pink blankinz, tasty candy, Spider-Man, and n00d Orlikinz!! &lt;3 Mi piace!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mkay bye bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to eat come candinz and read some newzinz,&lt;br /&gt;Bee Electric&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32434102-7269223463434477893?l=pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/feeds/7269223463434477893/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32434102&amp;postID=7269223463434477893' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/7269223463434477893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/7269223463434477893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/2007/01/drat-n00bz.html' title='Drat the n00bz!'/><author><name>bee electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726357494831236080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l189/pseudoitaliana/pink-copy.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32434102.post-6713297189148666698</id><published>2007-01-25T11:30:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T12:44:14.806+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sep'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ribs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pancakes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='evaluations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='france'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pain'/><title type='text'>Evals and Oregon and Pain in the Rib</title><content type='html'>Man, my ribs still hurt really badly!! I don't know what is up with that!!! It even showed up in my dream...It's not even just a bone hurt anymore, more like it has infiltrated into my organzZz...spesh my solar plex, it feels like it has poked its way into my...whatever squishy thing is beneath it. HurtzZz like mad but i haven't said anything about it 'cause i wouldn't know what to say "'scuse me i fink i may have a pain in mah organzZz or mah ribzZz an' it hurts a rather lot but i can't really explain it" and also i keep hoping it'll just go away. here's to hoping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my mid-year ASS3 evaluation questionnaire bit thing today...i have no idear how to fill it out, as it asks host family questions and i dunno whether to answer for this one or the first one...gah I &lt;i&gt;hate&lt;/i&gt; filling out evalz...that was like, the &lt;i&gt;worst&lt;/i&gt; part about SEP, spesh 'cause you had to, seriously, do about 15. in one day. YUKSTER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speakin' of SEP, they have the costs up [$1220 for tuition, room and board plus $25 registration fee - thazZz for campers...i think it's half that for JCs] but no sign of the applications. they have 6 days before they are officially LATE. and i cry. slash email them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mKay I'm gonna go...moan and groan and dig out my ole bus passes now, catch yaz on the flip side!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wondering if you knew that you can get packages of pre-made pancakes in france,&lt;br /&gt;Bee Electric&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32434102-6713297189148666698?l=pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/feeds/6713297189148666698/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32434102&amp;postID=6713297189148666698' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/6713297189148666698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/6713297189148666698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/2007/01/evals-and-oregon-and-pain-in-rib.html' title='Evals and Oregon and Pain in the Rib'/><author><name>bee electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726357494831236080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l189/pseudoitaliana/pink-copy.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32434102.post-1625732134742474632</id><published>2007-01-24T18:22:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T18:37:12.732+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fred flare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='postal service'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paris'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='television'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick'/><title type='text'>I want, I miss, and wheat the heck?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.fredflare.com/customer/cart.php?typewlid=bee.electric@gmail.com&amp;usertype=C&amp;redirect=customer&amp;mode=type_friend_wl"&gt;These&lt;/a&gt; are the things I want from FF...If anyone wants to buy them for me I'm OK with that but if not...Mum e-mail me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fredflare.com/diary/paris5.php"&gt;This&lt;/a&gt; makes me miss Parz like nuffin' else, spesh the lil' videos of the Eiffel Tower sparklin'...you have to click and watch it, it is OMG amazing, but 13289473298 billion x more in RL...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attempted Delivery       ITALY                                  &lt;br /&gt;01/24/07 10:15am&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mean that I ehn't gettin' my package? L4mr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holy &lt;i&gt;Wheaties&lt;/i&gt; my ribz hurt!!!! What the hex is up with that...man, Mumzter, if I &lt;i&gt;do&lt;/i&gt; end up gettin' thizZz pacco, could you stick some ibuprofen in the next one? Thnx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mkay I think I am gonna go watch mTV now. It is le-tarded how much television I watch now, OMG. Soz, parents, I rexon that all yer years senza-TV have kind of crumbled like...Apple crumb pie!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye birdie,&lt;br /&gt;Bee Electric&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32434102-1625732134742474632?l=pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/feeds/1625732134742474632/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32434102&amp;postID=1625732134742474632' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/1625732134742474632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/1625732134742474632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-want-i-miss-and-wheat-heck.html' title='I want, I miss, and wheat the heck?'/><author><name>bee electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726357494831236080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l189/pseudoitaliana/pink-copy.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32434102.post-570877655462224372</id><published>2007-01-24T16:33:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T16:48:59.414+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fred flare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poverty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chloe st reagan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='suicidegirls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='france'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick'/><title type='text'>'Scuse me whilst I have a Freak Out</title><content type='html'>OK I know y'all are probz BORED OUT YER MINDZ with me having Fred Flare Freak Outs, but yer gonna have to live with 'em, as they are pretty much the most exciting things to happen to me. Here's my latest, from &lt;a href="http://www.fredflare.com/blog/?p=332"&gt;this post&lt;/a&gt; by Keith:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I spent my junior year of high school in France as an exchange student and I was sooooo lonely. I had no friends and I didn’t have the internets to keep me company like you do, &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Bee&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, so I’d go to the movies a lot. It was a good distraction. There was this artsy cinema called LE ROYALE and I saw a bunch of random stuff there."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M'kay I hope that my copious Italicizing slash bolderizing slash underlining made it obvious to you that it says BEE in there...that's meeeeee!!! Holy jeez that soooo threw me a loop when I read it...like when you're just walkin' down the street and someone sticks a high voltage powerline in yer ear...GOLLY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't matter if I'm sickster anymore...my week has been MADE!! Heck, my &lt;i&gt;year&lt;/i&gt; hazZz been made, and it ehn't even February yet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I gots to decide whether to spend the money I have saved over the past few weeks on more rad Fred stuff [whilst they are havin' Free Shipping] or save it for l8rz...Hm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still buzzin,&lt;br /&gt;Bee Electric [you know, the famous one]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Izn't Chloe St Reagan cute?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/bridget_raina/chloesmall.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32434102-570877655462224372?l=pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/feeds/570877655462224372/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32434102&amp;postID=570877655462224372' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/570877655462224372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/570877655462224372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/2007/01/scuse-me-whilst-i-have-freak-out.html' title='&apos;Scuse me whilst I have a Freak Out'/><author><name>bee electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726357494831236080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l189/pseudoitaliana/pink-copy.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32434102.post-421740052899823394</id><published>2007-01-24T15:47:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T16:15:49.590+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the lucy show'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UK'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreamz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='M.I.A.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='influenza'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cold'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='windy'/><title type='text'>How'z ya bin?</title><content type='html'>Hey Kidz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been somewhat better...by which I mean I haven't been roxin' a fever or anything...I slept all night and woke up this mornin' between 11:30 and 12 going "OMG WHERE'S MY PURSE?!?!?!" ['cause, in my dream, I had left it somewheres in the White House...yeah, that's right, they let me in]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still am mad tired lots of the time and feel a lil' weak [prolly a side effect of the fact that I wasn't eatin' much for the past 4 dayz...] and kinda sore from staying in bed all day...spesh my rib cage and solar plexus...ouchie!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have yet to take a shower so I rexon I'm still a bit stinkster...vabbè I'll take one 2nite...maybez go to school 2moz but I don't know. Haven't been to school since Sat which has been quite nice...apart from the fact that I was sick through 2 non school days [Sunday and Tuesday] and therefore couldn't enjoy them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK well I'm off to go lounge in my bed, read UK Elle, and watch The Lucy Show on my laptop...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catch yaz later....&lt;br /&gt;Bee Electric&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Current weather: Cold, gray, windy, and rainy.&lt;br /&gt;     Current listening: M.I.A. - Sunshowers. I wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.P.S. &lt;i&gt;Was&lt;/i&gt; gonna call my parents after I finished thizZz...but then though about it; what would I say? "Hi, Mommmy, my ribz hurt....durrrr" So I decided, m'kay, no kthnx. Soz Mummerz...I'll call you some time else. Or you could call me. -whatever-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32434102-421740052899823394?l=pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/feeds/421740052899823394/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32434102&amp;postID=421740052899823394' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/421740052899823394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/421740052899823394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/2007/01/howz-ya-bin.html' title='How&apos;z ya bin?'/><author><name>bee electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726357494831236080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l189/pseudoitaliana/pink-copy.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32434102.post-2016271268072547906</id><published>2007-01-23T11:13:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T11:52:26.150+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fever'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='influenza'/><title type='text'>In-flu-enza, betchez!</title><content type='html'>Hey kidz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, in case you were wondering why you haven't heard from the ole Beester in a couple o' dayz, it's 'cause thizZz lil' lady has been sickster in bed with &lt;i&gt;the influenza&lt;/i&gt; omg! At one time rockin' a fever of &lt;i&gt;104°&lt;/i&gt; [that izZz Farenheit...40° Celsius]!! But yeh, I'm pretty much all bettah now, 'cept I'm still awful tired an' sore from stayin in bed for 3 days, plus I feel all gross and smell kinda funny [spesh my hair...it's obscene]. So I reckon a shower is totes in mah future for todayz!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay well I'll update more l8rz but I'm tired now and kinda thirsty...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopin' she don't relapse,&lt;br /&gt;Bee Electric&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32434102-2016271268072547906?l=pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/feeds/2016271268072547906/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32434102&amp;postID=2016271268072547906' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/2016271268072547906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/2016271268072547906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/2007/01/in-flu-enza-betchez.html' title='In-flu-&lt;i&gt;enza&lt;/i&gt;, betchez!'/><author><name>bee electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726357494831236080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l189/pseudoitaliana/pink-copy.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32434102.post-5430124518103372018</id><published>2007-01-20T15:26:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T16:54:17.857+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sister'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fred flare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paris'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='imma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='costa rica'/><title type='text'>Things that Rock...</title><content type='html'>about having one of your sisters be a teacher at your school:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*You get free coffee from the supes secret teacher stash&lt;br /&gt;*You can skip Latin and drink said coffee and chillax with her class&lt;br /&gt;*Slightly increased computer lab access!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imma is &lt;i&gt;awesome&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something else that rocks:&lt;br /&gt;Lookit my cute message from CJ [FredFlare]!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi Beez,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG, our trip to Costa Rica was totes amazingness!!! I didn't want to  &lt;br /&gt;leave, but it is good to be home! And thanks for all your comments. We  &lt;br /&gt;all live for them!!! I'm so happy that you had fun in Paris and I'm  &lt;br /&gt;thrilled that our podcast/diary on Paris helped you out! Pls say "hi"  &lt;br /&gt;to Ciao Italia for me... I LOVE it there too and pls keep the comments  &lt;br /&gt;a-flowin'! xxoo, Chris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beez is my new nick, innit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretending to be British,&lt;br /&gt;Beez Electric&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32434102-5430124518103372018?l=pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/feeds/5430124518103372018/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32434102&amp;postID=5430124518103372018' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/5430124518103372018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/5430124518103372018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/2007/01/things-that-rock.html' title='Things that Rock...'/><author><name>bee electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726357494831236080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l189/pseudoitaliana/pink-copy.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32434102.post-7658577862085151557</id><published>2007-01-20T01:06:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T01:09:36.005+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tags'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yer mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mortuary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bee electric'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kafka'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hausome'/><title type='text'>Doggie Tagz</title><content type='html'>I just realized that the "tags" feature of Blogger is AWESOME. So now [not now now, now as in sometime after thissecond] I'm gonna go back and tag all my entries. So's you can be like "I wanna read everything Bee's written about Kafka [fer example]" and jess clickify yer way there!! HAUSOME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taggin' like a mortuary,&lt;br /&gt;Bee Electric&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32434102-7658577862085151557?l=pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/feeds/7658577862085151557/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32434102&amp;postID=7658577862085151557' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/7658577862085151557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/7658577862085151557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/2007/01/doggie-tagz.html' title='Doggie Tagz'/><author><name>bee electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726357494831236080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l189/pseudoitaliana/pink-copy.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32434102.post-1504892117453616780</id><published>2007-01-20T00:18:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T01:05:27.354+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fred flare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='french fries'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='deep fried mashed potatoes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleep'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='American Girl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hot dogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hijinks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='costa rica'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bee electric'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pizza'/><title type='text'>Po-ta-toes, Roast 'em, mash 'em, stick 'em in a deep fryer...</title><content type='html'>The partay was pretty funzZz!! Whilst there I ate two of Italia's greatest inventions: Pizza with french fries and hot dogs on it, and deep fried mashed potatoes! I bet they don't even have that in Arkansas! Funny thing, though...I was eatin' the pizza, and the taste of the wieners made me think of eatin' macaroni and cheese with hot dogs in it [kind of the best thing...ever...] and that made me think of that one American Girl issue that had all the craaazy pizza toppinz, and one of them was mac'n'cheese. So I was sitting there at the table and they were all talkin' about god knows what, and I was thinkin' to myself, 'American Girl is a darn good magazine.' Yay for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my last entry [I think] I briefly mentioned the Flare's trip to Costa Rica...you can check out more about it, as well as see pix, &lt;a href="http://www.fredflare.com/blog/?p=321"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomoz should be pretty fun...we're goin' to school, as I mentioned, and that means hijinks as usual...::rolls eyes:: But now, in light of my recent decision to sleep more, and the fact that I am &lt;i&gt;hecks&lt;/i&gt; of tired, I'm gonna comment on CJ's blog, do a few more internetz things, the &lt;b&gt;go to bed&lt;/b&gt;. 10 points for the Beester!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopin' for sweet dreams,&lt;br /&gt;Bee Electric&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32434102-1504892117453616780?l=pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/feeds/1504892117453616780/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32434102&amp;postID=1504892117453616780' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/1504892117453616780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/1504892117453616780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/2007/01/po-ta-toes-roast-em-mash-em-stick-em-in.html' title='Po-ta-toes, Roast &apos;em, mash &apos;em, stick &apos;em in a deep fryer...'/><author><name>bee electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726357494831236080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l189/pseudoitaliana/pink-copy.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32434102.post-38077202398812826</id><published>2007-01-19T19:38:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T01:11:15.365+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='octopus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fred flare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleep'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ballet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boxer shorts'/><title type='text'>Sleepin' is Where It's At</title><content type='html'>Hi Kidz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have decided that I'm going to start going to bed earlier. Because I think it's a bad thing when you sleep until 12.30 and only get six hours of sleep. And that's the most sleep you've gotten all week. Especially 'cause I'm tired all the time and most of what I do online between the hours of 2-4 is be frustrated 'cause no one else is online. Or get really angry, like last night...that was weird. o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I actually &lt;i&gt;didn't&lt;/i&gt; do ballet, as [a] I didn't have my stuff with me, and [b] they were just practicing pas de deux stuffs. I did do "Moderna" which is not the Modern Dance crap you're thinking of...more like hip hop. It was fun, but I kind of pretty much sucked 'cause I haven't done much dancing in MONTHS. I was all stiff and looked totes the kid that just sits in front of the computer all day [represent!] admist all these ballerinas. 'Specially 'cause I was wearing pretty much all boys clothes [Conz, boxershorts, my gym pants from Targ, and my 21deadmonkeys tshirt] 'cept for my socks [pink polka dotted] and my bra. WHATEVER it was fun!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also- what is up with girls hanging up all the tags from their clothes? It is like a world wide habit, seriously. I don't get it! Sure sometimes I'll save a tag if it is cool lookin', but I know girls in the US &lt;i&gt;and&lt;/i&gt; here that, like, hang 'em off the bulletin board or wall or something...all of them. I don't understand! Hmm. Maybe I'm not a real girl. I'm an &lt;i&gt;octopus&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, gots to go to a birthday party...I don't really want to, as I am pretty tired [see above], but hopefully it won't go too late, as we have school 2moz. For the first time in &lt;i&gt;days&lt;/i&gt;. I'm gonna wear my pretty blue shirt that my mommy gave me, my All My Base tee, and my black skirt...Rockin'!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With her cheek on the keyboard,&lt;br /&gt;Bee Electric&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS I am &lt;i&gt;totes&lt;/i&gt; besties with Keith and Chris from Fred Flare, OMG. I had left a comment on the blog [like usual] and K totally emailed me back and asked about how Paris was. And then when I left another one on their post about their Costa Rica vacay, I got this from Keith: "YUR SO SWEET, MS. BEE!!!! Thanks!" It makes my day every time they comment me back. Hopefully they will remember how much they love me when I apply for a job...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32434102-38077202398812826?l=pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/feeds/38077202398812826/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32434102&amp;postID=38077202398812826' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/38077202398812826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/38077202398812826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/2007/01/sleepin-is-where-its-at.html' title='Sleepin&apos; is Where It&apos;s At'/><author><name>bee electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726357494831236080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l189/pseudoitaliana/pink-copy.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32434102.post-2729799658782966925</id><published>2007-01-19T03:21:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T01:12:34.489+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='insomia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='complaints'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poverty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='suicidegirls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brick walls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='obscurity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday party'/><title type='text'>"Brat" and "Blog" both start with "Bee"</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Things that I am sick of:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Time differences&lt;br /&gt;*Not having any money on my phone card&lt;br /&gt;*Missing friends' birthdays&lt;br /&gt;*Not being in California&lt;br /&gt;*Insomnia&lt;br /&gt;*Being too poor to &lt;a href="http://www.fredflare.com/blog/?p=320"&gt;purchase everything in Fred Flare's stock&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Having nothing productive [outside of English essays] to do with my time&lt;br /&gt;*Lacking the motivation to reply to emails that I really ought to&lt;br /&gt;*Not being famous&lt;br /&gt;*Wanting to be really a totes tw*t to people not, because I'm too polite&lt;br /&gt;*Not having a &lt;a href="http://suicidegirls.com/gift/"&gt;SuicideGirls account&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*The snow-less cold&lt;br /&gt;*Black hair&lt;br /&gt;*Blogger being an arsefase and not letting me post&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yah yah I am so greatful for having the chance to have this amazing experience and be in Italy and blah blah blah but shutup, whatever, I'm wallowing. Go slam yer head against a brick wall. I'm gonna have another drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to sleep,&lt;br /&gt;Bee Electric&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32434102-2729799658782966925?l=pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/feeds/2729799658782966925/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32434102&amp;postID=2729799658782966925' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/2729799658782966925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/2729799658782966925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/2007/01/brat-and-blog-both-start-with-bee.html' title='&quot;Brat&quot; and &quot;Blog&quot; both start with &quot;Bee&quot;'/><author><name>bee electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726357494831236080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l189/pseudoitaliana/pink-copy.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32434102.post-5122495153042927329</id><published>2007-01-19T00:37:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T01:13:28.608+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Britain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='YouTube'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lily Allen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marie Antoinette'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Smile'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lilz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paris Hilton'/><title type='text'>Electric Obsession: Lily Allen</title><content type='html'>I don't know if I've talked about this before [I'm a totes dumbarse if I haven't...], but HOLY CARP I love &lt;a href="http://www.lilyallenmusic.com/"&gt;Lily Allen&lt;/a&gt;!!! If you don't know who she is, she is this SUPES AWESOME British Pop Gal...I've been in HEART with her for &lt;i&gt;ages&lt;/i&gt; and I can't believe that her album hasn't even been released in the U.S. yet... -wow- But you can pre-order it &lt;a href="http://www.skyroo.com/lilyallen/?&amp;affcode=lilyallenmusic.com"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;!! And plz order me a copy too [the original version] 'cause it's only 10 bucks and I want the autographed poster! Kthnx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.skyroo.com/lilyallen/?&amp;affcode=lilyallenmusic.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/bridget_raina/lilz.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lookit the album innit cute??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IBUBiAFiyaI"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IBUBiAFiyaI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song has been pretty much on constant repeat in my eyepod for MONTHS....and the vid is even better!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6-ejta2aB8E"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6-ejta2aB8E" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this one is pretty hausome too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as much as I like Lilz, Parz will always hold a spesh place in my heart...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eGpxIrGbS04"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eGpxIrGbS04" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poppin' like corn,&lt;br /&gt;Bee Electric&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. If you can't view the vids, GET FASTER INTERNET. [hahaha I can be all elite and arrogant now 'cause I've got DSL! &lt;i&gt;Rockin'.&lt;/i&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;P.P.S. Mommy [or anyone else]...you can get that Marie Antoinette book &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0847828980/ref=pd_kar_gw_3/105-6891228-8207610"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; [Amazon] for about $13 cheaper than Powellz...don't ask me why it didn't show up on my other search...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32434102-5122495153042927329?l=pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/feeds/5122495153042927329/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32434102&amp;postID=5122495153042927329' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/5122495153042927329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/5122495153042927329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/2007/01/electric-obsession-lily-allen.html' title='Electric Obsession: Lily Allen'/><author><name>bee electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726357494831236080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l189/pseudoitaliana/pink-copy.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32434102.post-5779581915882196741</id><published>2007-01-17T23:09:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T01:17:56.313+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fred flare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eggos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paris'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Legos'/><title type='text'>Leggo my Eggo!</title><content type='html'>Soz Kidz it's gonna be a few more days before you get to see any pixXx of Parz...I just figured out that my RW discs ehn't actually RW...and I don't want to be burning [haha] through my DVDz/CDz like mad uploadin' 10 pics at a time...soonish, though!! [Momzin and Daddy this is your cue to send me more burnable media in the next package! Kthnx]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But to kind of tide you over, isn't this cute?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fredflare.com/customer/product.php?productid=2500&amp;cat=103"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/bridget_raina/Senzanome.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[clickable]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And come on, you know they're delicious:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/bridget_raina/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madly in love with Fred Flare [like always],&lt;br /&gt;Bee Electric&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32434102-5779581915882196741?l=pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/feeds/5779581915882196741/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32434102&amp;postID=5779581915882196741' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/5779581915882196741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/5779581915882196741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/2007/01/leggo-my-eggo.html' title='Leggo my Eggo!'/><author><name>bee electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726357494831236080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l189/pseudoitaliana/pink-copy.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32434102.post-5699412969081286823</id><published>2007-01-17T15:45:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T01:22:29.558+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cinema'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ICO'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cellular phone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paris'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Berlin and Beyond'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='valeria'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='American'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Health Care'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cold'/><title type='text'>German cinema is the SHIZNIT. And often terrifying.</title><content type='html'>Good golly goshness it is chillster up in heah! [Heah being my room at the moment]. The heater's on but I think that Vale is absorbing most of the heat directly into her body...thanks, hun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I've been working on the Paris pics...they are turning out pretty good so far, I reckon. I mean, considering my mediocre photography skillzZz. I should have the 1st batch up tonight, that is, if I can figure out how to re-burn a DVD. We shall see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, I just had the &lt;i&gt;worst&lt;/i&gt; time answering my cellphone, omigod. It went off, and I was like, hey, that's my cellphone! It wasn't in my pocket like it usually is, so I started digging through my school bag, looking for it, and I couldn't find it and couldn't find it. Then I realised that the noise was coming from my jew-bean-oh, and lo and behold, it was in the pocket. Yay for super stealthy traXter skillz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I go my ICO today. I reckon it is a pretty good issue. There was an article about the volunteer help with cleaning up the theater which was pretty rad...I'm supes sorry I had to miss out on that! 'Cause we all know how much I love cleanin' up shizZz that ehn't mine. [Note: I am not being sarcastic here.] 10 points for California the country being #6 as far as top world economies! And seriously what is up with being able to open our mail, Prez? Someone needs to get ahold of that kid, he is &lt;i&gt;out of control&lt;/i&gt;. Why the heck why don't you just make us all write post cards, that way you can save time and energy [and cut the State Letter-opener budget and give more tax cuts to the rich]? Oh shoot I best not say that...they'll probably do it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Ameriker goin' to heck in a saddlebag, I was trying to explain the American Health Care system etc to my sister, her husband, and my mom. It was really hard!! [a] 'cause I don't entirely understand it myself, and [b] I had to do it in Italian. I think I got the point across, though, that is is dang broke and don't help nearly no one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-whatevz-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, another thing that the paper reminded me of is that I'm missing Berlin and Beyond this year! What the heck is up with that????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blowing her nose on a 3 dollah bill,&lt;br /&gt;Bee Electric&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32434102-5699412969081286823?l=pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/feeds/5699412969081286823/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32434102&amp;postID=5699412969081286823' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/5699412969081286823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/5699412969081286823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/2007/01/german-cinema-is-shiznit-and-often.html' title='German cinema is the SHIZNIT. And often terrifying.'/><author><name>bee electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726357494831236080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l189/pseudoitaliana/pink-copy.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32434102.post-9084362339830607001</id><published>2007-01-17T01:16:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T01:23:25.198+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='braids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paris'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marie Antoinette'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hair'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eyepod'/><title type='text'>Braidy Bee</title><content type='html'>Since nothing, you know, interesting is happening in my life right now, I'll have to inform you on the oh-so-exciting fact that my hair is now long enough to french braid!! I had nothing else to do with my hands when I was at Imma's tonight watching RIS [rah rah rah!] so I was putzing around with my hair, and it braided up quite nicely!! I am quite keen on this, and will debut it at school tomoz. You'd best watch yerself, Maddz...Bee Electric's gettin' her braid on. Oh &lt;i&gt;snap&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I discovered &lt;a href="http://www.powells.com/biblio/1-0847828980-0"&gt;this book&lt;/a&gt; in a charmingly lovely little English bookshore [that is a combo &lt;i&gt;store&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;shop&lt;/i&gt;. yah, I know you're amazed] in Paris, but, unfortunatly, did not have the cash to purchase it at the time. I would have also had to port it about in the rain for several hours. So you should buy it for me. Pretty please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing that is quite odd, in my opinion, is that tonight, whilst my hair was being quite French, I kept having the feeling that I had brown hair. Not that I actually &lt;i&gt;thought&lt;/i&gt; that it had magically turned brown or something, but I just had the sensation of being a brunette, and when I imagined my hair it showed up brown in my brain. Starnge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh noes! My eyepod is about to run out of battery!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Searching for the right cord,&lt;br /&gt;Bee Electric&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I ran across &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Marie-Antoinette-Kirsten-Dunst/dp/B000M06KJ8/sr=8-2/qid=1168994722/ref=pd_bbs_sr_2/105-6891228-8207610?ie=UTF8&amp;s=dvd"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Queen-Fashion-Marie-Antoinette-Revolution/dp/0805079491/sr=8-7/qid=1168994722/ref=pd_bbs_7/105-6891228-8207610?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; whilst on the search for the book mentioned earlier. Any (or all) of the items mentioned in this post would make me quite a happy little Bee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32434102-9084362339830607001?l=pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/feeds/9084362339830607001/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32434102&amp;postID=9084362339830607001' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/9084362339830607001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/9084362339830607001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/2007/01/braidy-bee.html' title='Braidy Bee'/><author><name>bee electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726357494831236080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l189/pseudoitaliana/pink-copy.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32434102.post-3490683141824028986</id><published>2007-01-16T03:15:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T01:24:31.909+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='katie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='epidemic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bEe Jellyfish'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='obscurity'/><title type='text'>Insignificant.</title><content type='html'>You should go &lt;a href="http://phirebrush.com/issues.php?iid=45"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and check it out. [no, it's not more stuff for you to buy] Just check out Miss Katie Owens' (a.k.a. the epidemic) work sharin' webspace with a portrait of bEe Jellyfish. If that ehn't super-stardom I don't know what is. If you want to check out K's own website it is &lt;a href="http://lesenfantslibres.com/images/gallery.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. You should go there...she is amazing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling so small,&lt;br /&gt;Bee Electric&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. The title of this post refers to me, not Katie Anne.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32434102-3490683141824028986?l=pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/feeds/3490683141824028986/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32434102&amp;postID=3490683141824028986' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/3490683141824028986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/3490683141824028986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/2007/01/insignificant.html' title='Insignificant.'/><author><name>bee electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726357494831236080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l189/pseudoitaliana/pink-copy.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32434102.post-8007747321350569551</id><published>2007-01-16T02:05:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T01:25:51.782+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poverty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snakes on a plane'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ferris bueller'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dvds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amazon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pirates of the caribbean'/><title type='text'>Shameless Gimme-ism</title><content type='html'>Ferris Bueller might not like it, but this is one ism that I am a proud proponent of. And propeller of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should buy me &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Snakes-Plane-Widescreen-Line-Platinum/dp/B000JBXHQY/sr=8-1/qid=1168905395/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1/105-6891228-8207610?ie=UTF8&amp;s=dvd"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Pirates-Caribbean-Chest-Two-Disc-Collectors/dp/B00005JP0F/sr=8-1/qid=1168905522/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1/105-6891228-8207610?ie=UTF8&amp;s=dvd"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;, otherwise my head just may explode. [That is the Snakes on a Plane and Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Man's Chest DVDs for your information...I was gonna have snazz-o-licious clickable pictures, but I forgot that &lt;i&gt;Windows hates my face&lt;/i&gt;.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honorary Member of MFAGG,&lt;br /&gt;Bee Electric&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32434102-8007747321350569551?l=pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/feeds/8007747321350569551/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32434102&amp;postID=8007747321350569551' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/8007747321350569551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/8007747321350569551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/2007/01/shameless-gimme-ism.html' title='Shameless Gimme-ism'/><author><name>bee electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726357494831236080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l189/pseudoitaliana/pink-copy.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32434102.post-3719668019393055225</id><published>2007-01-15T23:52:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T01:27:38.574+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paris'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marie Antoinette'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hair'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RIS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='internet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='television'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='downloads'/><title type='text'>Let them eat gigabytes.</title><content type='html'>My hair. Is in such a horrendous state right now...you have no idea. I haven't done ANYTHING with it since I put it up...yesterday night. So it is still a matted, hairsprayed mess. Only now all squished and retarded looking. -whatever- I have rotation tomorrow...I'll deal with it then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am downloading Marie Antoinette!! In English!! I sure hope there is room for it on this computer... I'll burn it off tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHYEAH I should have frenchy pixXx to post soon!! Yay for Paris!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a new favourite TV show. It is called RTI or something and I guess it is like CSI. That's what I hear, at least. I've never seen CSI. But RTI is super rad with detective work madness and dead peeps and whatnot! Yay for television!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Putting on her lab coat,&lt;br /&gt;Bee Electric&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32434102-3719668019393055225?l=pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/feeds/3719668019393055225/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32434102&amp;postID=3719668019393055225' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/3719668019393055225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/3719668019393055225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/2007/01/let-them-eat-gigabytes.html' title='Let them eat gigabytes.'/><author><name>bee electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726357494831236080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l189/pseudoitaliana/pink-copy.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32434102.post-6580786148500882938</id><published>2007-01-15T03:43:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T01:28:23.195+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleep'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='festa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bee electric'/><title type='text'>OMJ it's Bee! Wow...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/73058808@N00/357828552/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/bridget_raina/357828552_7cd801bf37_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well for some reason the other photos didn't transfer well, but here's one of what I looked like pre-festa. Clickit for a slightly bigger version.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna go to bed now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreaming already,&lt;br /&gt;Bee Electric&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32434102-6580786148500882938?l=pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/feeds/6580786148500882938/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32434102&amp;postID=6580786148500882938' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/6580786148500882938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/6580786148500882938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/2007/01/omj-its-bee-wow.html' title='OMJ it&apos;s Bee! Wow...'/><author><name>bee electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726357494831236080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l189/pseudoitaliana/pink-copy.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32434102.post-4914043550493337767</id><published>2007-01-15T02:20:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T01:29:37.777+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crackers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cellular phone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='broken glass'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='email'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='website'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='esophogus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='intestine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gualala'/><title type='text'>Small Town seeks Non Lame Website</title><content type='html'>I was looking at the &lt;a href="http://www.gualala.com/"&gt;Gualala website&lt;/a&gt; just now, and I have to admit that my first thought was not "Oh, Gualala, how I miss thee," but "Golly Gee this website &lt;i&gt;sucks&lt;/i&gt;." Sorry, kids, but sometimes the truth hurts. Like when someone puts broken glass in your Cheerios. It's all good until you start bleeding from the mouth, esophogus, and upper intestine. OK, I officially have no idea what I'm talking about now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm going to go write a story and wait for my parents too call me. Instead of replying to the 10000435 emails that I really ought to. Or, you know, sleeping. Only tools sleep. And I am not a tool. Shut up, Daniel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contemplating crackers with a wistful smile,&lt;br /&gt;Bee Electric&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I was sitting outside waiting for MJ to ring, 'cause I'm going to go outside to talk to my parents so's I don't wake up my mom and Valeria, but it was WAY TOO COLD to just sit there holding my cellular telephone in one hand and my eyepod in the other. So I came inside. Mom, if you're reading this, plz callify me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32434102-4914043550493337767?l=pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/feeds/4914043550493337767/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32434102&amp;postID=4914043550493337767' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/4914043550493337767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/4914043550493337767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/2007/01/small-town-seeks-non-lame-website.html' title='Small Town seeks Non Lame Website'/><author><name>bee electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726357494831236080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l189/pseudoitaliana/pink-copy.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32434102.post-7534387366015815440</id><published>2007-01-15T00:13:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T01:31:32.000+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='greasy barf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='italians'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mc hammer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='maddz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hair'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='valeria'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old west'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='festa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miserable'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pizza'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='australia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='french fries'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='don&apos;t understand'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hot dogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='calzone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='disco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='failure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='striped tights'/><title type='text'>Yet another thing I don't understand...</title><content type='html'>The festa was awesometastic! It was at this crazy Old West themed disco [they heart the Old West here...rockin'!] that was built to look like stuccoed adobe, with those Spanish tiled [or whatever you call it] roofs and this one section that so looked like a movie set from a Western. When we got there, we didn't really go inside, just sat in the nice chilly night air for a while...that was kind of less than interesting. When we did finally go inside, though, I had the best time!! There was dancing and whatnot, and it was actually decent disco fun! I once again proved how inept I am at that sort of dancing...I do better in a slam dancin' atmosphere like last night...not this silly disco whatnot. Whatevz, it was still grand! But then I had to go outside with Vale etc and sit around in the chill again...and then we went home. Huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what I don't understand. It seems like Italians [or at least the ones I know] seem to get the most pleasure out of being miserable whilst other people are having fun, then have fun for a little bit, then leave! Not my cuppa. I like to have fun while other people are having fun...or have fun while other people are being miserable...and not leave! Or, if I do have to leave early, I sure as heck am not going to waste one second of potential fun time. I guess theoretically I could have gone inside before and stayed inside, but, as everysingleperson who I knew was outside, I felt mad awkward inside by myself. I was quite disappointed that we left when we did, though, especially 'cause there was this &lt;i&gt;super&lt;/i&gt; cute guy who I was ch-ch-checkin' out, and we know how few of those there are in Maddz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way home we stopped at this lil' rossticceria [guess who doesn't know how to spell that! MEEEE!] to get some grub. I wasn't particularly hungry but I got a piece of calzone that had french fries and weenies in it. It was pretty good [better than their pizza...which tastes like greasy barf] but I couldn't finish it. And now I feel a bit sick. Which I'm &lt;i&gt;sure&lt;/i&gt; is one piece of information you were just &lt;i&gt;dying&lt;/i&gt; to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea what the heck I am going to do with my hair tomorrow...not sure if there's anything I &lt;i&gt;can&lt;/i&gt; do, as I back-combed and hair-sprayed the heck out of it! It is now in a rather rad pompadourish thing. And may continue to be into the next century. o.O But, dude, I dressy dressed up for the party all snazzy like! My striped pink tights, poufy black dress, my hair...heaps black eyeliner with lil' wingy bits, DIY jewellry...[pictures to follow]. I didn't exactly blend in with the crowd, but, as I'm sure we all know by now "blending in with the crowd" is something that I SUCK ROYALLY at. So whatevz! I also wore my Conz, but, judging by the footwear sported by the rest of the ladies, I should have worn pointy toed high heels. Except wait, &lt;i&gt;I haven't got any&lt;/i&gt;. I guess I fail at being italian. Vabbè.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hittin' the nail with the MC Hammer,&lt;br /&gt;Bee Electric&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32434102-7534387366015815440?l=pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/feeds/7534387366015815440/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32434102&amp;postID=7534387366015815440' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/7534387366015815440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/7534387366015815440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/2007/01/yet-another-thing-i-dont-understand.html' title='Yet another thing I don&apos;t understand...'/><author><name>bee electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726357494831236080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l189/pseudoitaliana/pink-copy.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32434102.post-1697213346586331026</id><published>2007-01-14T19:45:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T01:35:25.995+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='10 points'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='computers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fan fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='maddz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='black lipstick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='orlando bloom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moshing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paris Hilton'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Madonna'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='elijah wood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='french fries'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lily Allen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prostitute'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the Like'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hot dogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='downloads'/><title type='text'>Things that get 10 points</title><content type='html'>*Boys who fix broken computers!! I went out with the E|X crowd last night, and when I came back, the computer was all fixed up by a very nice young man with a wallet full of CDs! It is quite rad-o-licous, as I can now &lt;i&gt;go on the internet&lt;/i&gt;. Which, as we all know, is essential to the existence of this lil' electronic rockstar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Moshing! Last night, after Gina left, Valeria, Anto, and the whole crowd went to this...I don't even know what to call it...gathering? This empty building, where a band played American [yay for songs I know!] and Italian [still cool but I didn't know the words!] punk/metal/reggae tunes! I guess that is where all the "alternative" types in Maddaloni convene [which was about, oh, 30, &lt;i&gt;tops&lt;/i&gt;, but still more than I thought there were!] to chillax and jump around like someone cocained their dougnuts! Thing is, they didn't exactly start playing until late...after 11...so we wandered around quite a bit, and I had a wikked stomach ache. I think it was because I ate a bunch of candy bars at school [mistake!], too much lunch, and then gelato [even though I didn't want to...I was forced] when I was out with the E|Xies. We stopped to get food at a food truck, and I didn't buy anything [since I knew it would make my tummy hurt more] but it looked soooo good, and when Vale couldn't finish her sammy [which had weenies and french fries in it] I did...I &lt;i&gt;knew&lt;/i&gt; that wasn't a good idea, and, as predicted, the pain in my gut was turned up a couple of notches. -whatever-, at least it was tasty! And, whilst hanging about by the food truck, I applied my black lipstick [for the first time in MONTHS], utilizing the grime covered side mirror. So punk rock! When we finally got back to the place, they were finally getting around to playing. Super rad! I had tons of fun jumping about, and there was this one rad kid, who has a sidehawk and was wearing the same striped dress I always see him in, 'cept for tonight he mixed it up and added tights [under shorts..durrrr], that was running around and slamming into folk! Jest fine with me, and I slammed him [and some other lads and ladies] back more'n a few times. Unfortunatly, we had to be back at midnight, which gave me, oh, about 10 minutes of mosh time, but golly, it was the best slam dancin' 10 minutes I've had in a while!! Hausome! On our way back home, though, Valeria told me that if you wear black lipstick people think you're a prostitute. Thanks for the forewarning, babe! But then she said that tonight it was OK, 'cause we were with "dark people", and they understand. It's all good, then, and I wasn't planning on just parading down the street in it like I do at home, anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Orlando's birthday! The future Mr. Electric turned 30 yesterday! -holy shizmuffins- That sounds so old!! But then again I'm 17 and that still sounds odd to me. Woot woot gettin' married in 5 years! My god...5 years ehn't much, is it? Good thing I've already started planning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Paris Hilton, The Like, Lily Allen, and Madonna! Parz, Likez [?], Lilz, and Madz are my new! downloaded! music! on Vale's computer...and thusly ROCK THE HOUSE. When we are not listening to Valeria's metal and whatnot. Which is not too often o.O. But I think I'm gonna burn 'em off some time soon, then I can listen to them &lt;i&gt;all the time&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Fan fiction! I'm back on my ff boardz...which means that life is getting back to its normal, abnormal state! I heart Elijah Wood...and my lil digital palz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that is all the 10 pterz I can think of for now! At least that have something to do with yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gina left on her whirlwind tour of Europa yesterday...her mum came down and we tooled around Maddz for a while...it was quite fun! But I'll write more about that later, as I gots to go get ready for a &lt;i&gt;festa&lt;/i&gt; at a &lt;i&gt;discoteca&lt;/i&gt;. Oh &lt;i&gt;snaps&lt;/i&gt;. And a half.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making faces in the mirror,&lt;br /&gt;Bee Electric&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I think we're being &lt;i&gt;bombed&lt;/i&gt;. I'd be concerned but Madz and Britterz are singing to me so I just can't be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32434102-1697213346586331026?l=pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/feeds/1697213346586331026/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32434102&amp;postID=1697213346586331026' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/1697213346586331026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/1697213346586331026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/2007/01/things-that-get-10-points.html' title='Things that get 10 points'/><author><name>bee electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726357494831236080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l189/pseudoitaliana/pink-copy.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32434102.post-4794448168181166381</id><published>2007-01-12T08:40:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T01:36:27.813+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cookies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='virus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='computers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cellular phone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mendocino'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreamz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paris'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleep'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='army'/><title type='text'>Che cazzo?</title><content type='html'>Gah! One thing you get used to with Mac computers is that they don't get effin' viruses all the time! That and they don't get messed up as much. So yeh, our computer at home is all wonkified! At first we thought it was 'cause the plug got pulled (my mom didn't know how to turn it off...I had left it on to download -oops-), but it quickly became apparent that that wasn't the problem. What it was doing was starting up, displaying an error notification window, and then, after a few minutes, restarting. Not very nice of it!! We thought that maybe it was a virus, but a Virus check scan of the computer came up with "no threats found". Okay. Then I tried clicking the "send error report" or whatever button (up until then we had been clicking "non inviare"), and it took me to the Windows page, where it said that there was a Stop Interrupt Error in the Video drive or something, and the best way to fix it was to download the most up to date drivers. So I tried that, but I think it wouldn't let me (stupid punks, putting their page in Italian), 'cause the version of Windows isn't authentic. Fuuuuuudge. After doing some more reasearch online today, I have pretty much found that the only way to fix it is the thing I can't do. CAN ANYBODY HELPIFY ME?? We might have to take it in to get fixed, but hopefully doing that will not require reformattation...the only thing that I have on there is some music or whatever so's it's not that big of a deal for me, but Vale's got all her files and what not. AND MY PUTRID BROTHER DID NOT PICK UP HIS PHONE FOR LIKE 7 HOURS SO HE COULDN'T HELP ME!! Thanks a million, bro. Oh, btw, the error code we kept getting is "STOP 0x0000008E". Grrrrah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The (kind of) upside of not having a working, internet-enabled computer in my room is I actually went to bed at a (semi)reasonable hour last night! But when I did go to bed I had the strangest dream...I don't remember the beginning, but where my memory starts I had signed up for the Army. I don't know whether I was 18 or whether they just took me when I was 17, but it doesn't matter. I had to take the school bus to my army base, but first I was going to Mendocino to pick up my camera, which was in my locker. Before we left my mom reminded me to bring some reading material, and what I picked up was this brochure about a type of Mulino Bianco [a Barilla sub-brand that makes cookies and bread and other baked goods] cookies. We were driving along, and I was reading or something, not paying attention. Then we start to stop, but not in a normal way for a bus. The engine shut off but we kept moving forward, and kind of bobbing. I realised that we were &lt;i&gt;floating&lt;/i&gt;. What the? That's not how you get to Mendocino! When we pulled up onto the beach and got out, my confustion only increased. Instead of being on, like, Big River beach or something, we were on this almost tropical looking Island. I say &lt;i&gt;almost&lt;/i&gt; because there were white sand beaches, but the trees were closer to pines or redwoods than palm. One thing that definitely impressed me, though, was how saturated with colour the place was, like a travel brocure. The ocean was this incredibly deep turquoise aqua, and the trees were impossibly green. I soon came to realize, however, that everything was coated with a thin layer of ice. Not frozen into place, like some sort of deranged Snow Queen palace effect, but that kind of melty ice that you get in California. So was the sand, but not completely. I asked someone what was going on, and they were like, "maybe they want you to start your training here...as a suprise. Some sort of survival thing or something?" And that started freaking me out, 'cause was like, "NO! I have to get my camera!!" And then I "remembered" that we were going to stop at the Port of Versailles on the way, and this must be it. Note: Port of Versailles is where we stayed in Paris, and is nothing like the scene discribed above. Never the less, this calmed me down, as we were where we were supposed to be. Since the whole place was so icy, but looked so warm, I wondered what the water would be like, So I kneeled on the sand and put my arms in it. It wasn't too cold, but then my heavy backpack pushed me down and I started to slide, headfirst into the water!! That was scary! However, I was able to wrestle myself up again. Then the whole reality of signing up for the Army hit me, and I started major panicking. I couldn't shoot people!! Holy cow! What was I thinking?!?!?!?! Before I got too freaked out though, my cellphone went off [in real life] and woke me up. It was weird!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, gots to go to class now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a soldier,&lt;br /&gt;Bee Electric&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32434102-4794448168181166381?l=pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/feeds/4794448168181166381/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32434102&amp;postID=4794448168181166381' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/4794448168181166381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/4794448168181166381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/2007/01/che-cazzo.html' title='Che cazzo?'/><author><name>bee electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726357494831236080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l189/pseudoitaliana/pink-copy.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32434102.post-77077489827920035</id><published>2007-01-10T23:20:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T01:38:28.450+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cookies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cheeseburger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='french fries'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleep'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mary poppins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mcdonald&apos;s'/><title type='text'>Chimney sweeps and cookie freaks</title><content type='html'>My stomach hurts...I think I ate too many cookies. And too many french fries. Speaking of french fries, we are going to Macker's tomoz! Can you say "Double cheeseburger for 1,30euro"?  I can. &lt;i&gt;With my eyes closed&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know that in the Italian version of Mary Poppins, the songs are in Italian, too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MKay I'm going to sleep now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Corrupting the children,&lt;br /&gt;Bee Electric&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32434102-77077489827920035?l=pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/feeds/77077489827920035/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32434102&amp;postID=77077489827920035' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/77077489827920035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/77077489827920035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/2007/01/chimney-sweeps-and-cookie-freaks.html' title='Chimney sweeps and cookie freaks'/><author><name>bee electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726357494831236080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l189/pseudoitaliana/pink-copy.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32434102.post-8686002685303540952</id><published>2007-01-10T15:10:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T01:39:39.640+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rotazione'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='phlegm'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='god'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tuna'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleep'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ballet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cold'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pasta'/><title type='text'>Yay for doppia rotazione!!</title><content type='html'>I am so tired I could keel over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, we had pasta with tuna for lunch. It was &lt;i&gt;delicious&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear God I hope I don't have to do ballet today. Maybe I won't cause I [a] ehn't really signed up and [b] I still pretty much have a wikked cold. Yay for being sick! Or not...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coughing up phlegm and blowing her nose,&lt;br /&gt;Bee Electric&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32434102-8686002685303540952?l=pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/feeds/8686002685303540952/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32434102&amp;postID=8686002685303540952' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/8686002685303540952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32434102/posts/default/8686002685303540952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudoitaliana.blogspot.com/2007/01/yay-for-doppia-rotazione.html' title='Yay for doppia rotazione!!'/><author><name>bee electric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726357494831236080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l189/pseudoitaliana/pink-copy.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
