<?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-3438151</id><updated>2011-07-14T17:35:53.462-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Diary Survivors - DS3</title><subtitle type='html'>This is for the survivors in DS3</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>racer96</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14692014828499529492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>209</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3438151.post-81145509</id><published>2002-09-04T09:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-09-04T09:39:06.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you might have to narrow that down throcky.  is it the girl that said i was amazing, the one that called me chunky man love or something like that, or the one that keeps signing my guestbook and telling me where  i can meet her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess there's no accounting for these ladies taste.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3438151-81145509?l=diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/81145509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/81145509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com/2002_09_01_archive.html#81145509' title=''/><author><name>jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175015812224665281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3438151.post-81122482</id><published>2002-09-03T20:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-09-03T20:19:31.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Greetings, everyone!  Just wanted to say that I am still here; I am still alive, and I hope that all of your rapscallians are not planning on forming a judge's alliance to make that woman who has a crush on Jonny (or is it vice versa) the winner of DS4.  A little suspence would be nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throcky&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3438151-81122482?l=diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/81122482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/81122482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com/2002_09_01_archive.html#81122482' title=''/><author><name>Charlotte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12097081393297411154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3438151.post-80484842</id><published>2002-08-20T11:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-08-20T11:19:44.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It just took me 15 minutes to remember the name I chose for this blog, in order to log in. How sad is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm planning on bringing my own unique brand of whiney complainingness to the judges table. I'm actually looking more forward to judging than to being in the actual contest. I'm not really sure why, except no, I just don't really know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also hoping, that, along with the judges blog, we can keep this thing going as well, just for an added spin on things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm selfish like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3438151-80484842?l=diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/80484842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/80484842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com/2002_08_18_archive.html#80484842' title=''/><author><name>racer96</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14692014828499529492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3438151.post-80374676</id><published>2002-08-17T18:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-08-17T18:36:29.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh my.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diary survivor 4!  I can't believe a new one is starting already.  It's going to be weird being on the other side of the game.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does anyone want to be official and say they plan on judging, too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really nice to be doing something with everyone again... Ms. Throckmorton, Belinda, Kathy... this should be fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3438151-80374676?l=diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/80374676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/80374676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com/2002_08_11_archive.html#80374676' title=''/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04581120915727285317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3438151.post-80049646</id><published>2002-08-09T18:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-08-09T18:17:18.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Weeeooot. Nothing much happening in blogger land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hair is various shades of red/blue/purple/blonde/black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I do scare little kids. Actually, and the elderly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy weekend. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3438151-80049646?l=diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/80049646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/80049646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com/2002_08_04_archive.html#80049646' title=''/><author><name>racer96</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14692014828499529492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3438151.post-79616648</id><published>2002-07-30T16:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-07-30T16:58:41.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm not too worried about a thank you note or anything :) I'm just more concerned on whether or not the money order actually got there, since the hospital seemed to have something against canadians sending them money or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I prefer to have as little contact with the cat as possible, as I am allergic to cats. So, I will just dedicate it's next puking to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice to see you again as well though. Wow, 3 other people in the last week. This joint's jumping. Or, not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3438151-79616648?l=diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/79616648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/79616648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com/2002_07_28_archive.html#79616648' title=''/><author><name>racer96</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14692014828499529492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3438151.post-79613812</id><published>2002-07-30T15:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-07-30T15:28:44.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm sorry you haven't gotten a thank you note, Mike. Only one person in the family is the contact person for the charity, so the rest of us are pretty much in the dark on who sent something in, etc. However, I do thank you. Please hold your cat up to the monitor so that he may puke here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to you as well, Miss Throcky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3438151-79613812?l=diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/79613812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/79613812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com/2002_07_28_archive.html#79613812' title=''/><author><name>Ladee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03023163903290705058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3438151.post-79572329</id><published>2002-07-29T18:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-07-29T18:02:54.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nice to hear from you again Throcky. I was wondering what had happened with your abscence, but then found your latest entry, and have come to realize that you have many other online friends. *sigh* I thought it was a thing between us 16. How naive I was. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad that you put the prize to good use. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sent something as well, but, did not receive a note from anyone. Alas, my cat has nothing to puke on. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3438151-79572329?l=diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/79572329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/79572329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com/2002_07_28_archive.html#79572329' title=''/><author><name>racer96</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14692014828499529492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3438151.post-79522917</id><published>2002-07-28T15:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-07-28T15:34:00.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi everyone,&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I have not been around.  I have had some health complications (now resolved or at least for the time being) and have been very busy with my mother.  &lt;br /&gt;I wonder if there will be a DS4?  I would love to be a judge.   Anyhow, I hope to have some time to catch up with all the D'land diaries I like to read.  I just started some nice summer reading:  THE EMPEROR OF OCEAN PARK which looks like it won't be "great" literature, but an excellent can't-put-it-down read.  As for the prize I offered, since only one person voted, I sent it to the fund for Ladeeleroy's little brother.  I got a nice note from either her mother or her mother-in-law...I don't know who.  Named Sharon.  Then my cat pucked on the nute.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3438151-79522917?l=diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/79522917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/79522917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com/2002_07_28_archive.html#79522917' title=''/><author><name>Charlotte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12097081393297411154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3438151.post-79399647</id><published>2002-07-25T10:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-07-25T10:22:35.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been pondering that statement, and, well, am confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does that mean that I've made the blog into a boring boring place, where only I post?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or does it mean that lots of people are posting, and I just can't see it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or, that uhm, ok, I got nothing. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3438151-79399647?l=diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/79399647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/79399647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com/2002_07_21_archive.html#79399647' title=''/><author><name>racer96</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14692014828499529492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3438151.post-79299772</id><published>2002-07-23T05:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-07-23T05:58:30.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Heh.  Mike, like so many things in life, it's what you make of it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just stopped in to say hello.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3438151-79299772?l=diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/79299772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/79299772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com/2002_07_21_archive.html#79299772' title=''/><author><name>Jenistar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10190409981844501593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3438151.post-79088240</id><published>2002-07-17T18:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-07-17T18:49:24.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, as I kind of feared, I think this blog has dwindled down to, well. Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, to me, have a happy hump day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, that sounds so much better than what it actually is. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3438151-79088240?l=diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/79088240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/79088240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com/2002_07_14_archive.html#79088240' title=''/><author><name>racer96</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14692014828499529492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3438151.post-78885036</id><published>2002-07-12T17:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-07-12T17:31:47.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here I am again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the weekend again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone go out and buy little balloons and make water bombs and then soak the bratty kid that lives down the street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If they're especially bratty, feel free to freeze the water balloon first. Just remember to wipe off the fingerprints before you throw it at their head. (Or groin, take your pick.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good weekend :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3438151-78885036?l=diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/78885036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/78885036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com/2002_07_07_archive.html#78885036' title=''/><author><name>racer96</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14692014828499529492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3438151.post-78759866</id><published>2002-07-09T20:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-07-09T20:34:02.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I thought I'd chip in as well. Not like I've been missing any of you. You all suck. Yep. And not just a plain suck, you suck eggs. Rotten ones too. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I agree with Belinda about the immunity challenges. Funny, eh? I hated having topics forced upon me to write about in school, but, now, when I write for my own pleasure, I had more fun when I was made to write about things. I guess I'm just wired wrong or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, hope you're all enjoying your summers. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3438151-78759866?l=diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/78759866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/78759866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com/2002_07_07_archive.html#78759866' title=''/><author><name>racer96</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14692014828499529492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3438151.post-78501758</id><published>2002-07-03T02:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-07-03T02:40:14.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just wanted to say a huge hello to all of you guys. I've been missing a few of you in particular, and I've also been missing having immunity challenges to write. No matter what the game was a really awesome experience for me and if I could go back and play it all again, I would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meg, have an All Stars Diary Survivor. You know you want to...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3438151-78501758?l=diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/78501758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/78501758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com/2002_06_30_archive.html#78501758' title=''/><author><name>bb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08172789204399862399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3438151.post-78473886</id><published>2002-07-02T12:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-07-02T12:07:52.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>On a more supportive note, Laura, I'm sending you a big hug.  Good for you for doing what feels best for you!  I'm going to post this in a couple other places, too, but I wanted to hit wherever I thought you might be looking :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3438151-78473886?l=diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/78473886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/78473886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com/2002_06_30_archive.html#78473886' title=''/><author><name>Jenistar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10190409981844501593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3438151.post-78270236</id><published>2002-06-27T07:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-06-27T07:53:41.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The way I see it, being in an alliance and lying/tricking your "friends" were two completely different things.  Voting off non-alliance people with the alliance was no problem for me because I went out of my way to avoid everyone.  None of you were my friends (with the possible exception of Ms. Throckmorton), and  I never lied to or decieved non-alliance people about anything.  So the alliance was perfectly fair in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I wrote that whole thing I was trying to get across that when I started the alliance I went out of my way to be as fair and honest as I could.  I always thought that you could be in an alliance and still be honorable.  Obviously that was naive and probably my biggest mistake.  Maybe, in reality, if you play the game with an alliance, you still have to be coercive to get what you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not like I care all that much.  Just sharing my thoughts. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3438151-78270236?l=diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/78270236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/78270236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com/2002_06_23_archive.html#78270236' title=''/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04581120915727285317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3438151.post-78250571</id><published>2002-06-26T19:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-06-26T19:28:12.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Throcky, I plan to keep this thing going. But, who knows what will happen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fruzz, I hope that you will keep posting in this (it's not like you don't have a bunch of other places where you post, oh wait).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Mattu, it was interesting to read your take on it all. But, one thing, about the non alliance people dropping the ball. Maybe we did. Maybe I'm the reason for that, because just like how I disliked the idea of an alliance, I also disliked the idea of an anti-alliance. I guess you just don't see my point of view on that at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's interesting to see how you felt fine about making an alliance to vote people out, but, when your own alliance went around you and voted differently than planned, you felt that was so wrong. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well , two sides of a coin or something I guess. I don't know, I got nothin. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3438151-78250571?l=diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/78250571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/78250571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com/2002_06_23_archive.html#78250571' title=''/><author><name>racer96</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14692014828499529492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3438151.post-78191811</id><published>2002-06-25T13:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-06-25T13:24:56.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To anyone that might be interested:  I wrote my whole &lt;a href="http://mattu.diaryland.com/020625_61.html"&gt;final words/tell all thing&lt;/a&gt; since it seems to be what all the cool kids are doing.  It took me about two hours to write.  Yeeehaw.  (note sarcasm)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3438151-78191811?l=diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/78191811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/78191811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com/2002_06_23_archive.html#78191811' title=''/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04581120915727285317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3438151.post-78074680</id><published>2002-06-22T14:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-06-22T14:28:40.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well, this thing is over.&lt;br /&gt;and i didn't vote in the final tc.&lt;br /&gt;you know what? i could defend myself, give my reasons, explain everything, but i'm not going to. all i can say is that i couldn't get around to it, and i'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;i'm especially sorry to ladeeleroy, who i personally was planning on voting for. however, even though my vote would have made it a tie, when it came down to things tvzero still would have won, because leroy had more votes against her. so my vote wouldn't have made much of a difference either way.&lt;br /&gt;shame on me. to the other 2 that didn't vote, shame on you too. but hey, what can you do.&lt;br /&gt;with that aside, lets get on with my post-game comments.&lt;br /&gt;i am going to be honest. i thought the alliance was a piece of shit, that it made things completely unfair, and basically feel the same way that JP does about the entire deal. but i do not feel that way about the people *in* the alliance. i respected every single person in this game. many, many people applied to take part in DS3. meg probst and the other wonderful judges spent weeks sorting through everyones applications, reading there diaries, and other such things. we were chosen from god knows how many diaries as the best of the best. maybe some of the people chosen didn't handle themselves as well as they could have, but that doesn't make them bad people. i just wanted my feelings on that to be clear.&lt;br /&gt;i am not voting in the write-in votes, because i don't really feel any one person deserved to win more than the rest. want to hear the cheesiest thing ever? i think we all should have won. and we did in a way - getting chosen to be part of DS3 was the biggest prize for me. but i am eager to know who wins, out of curiosity.&lt;br /&gt;meg - i was wondering if you have to invite people for them to be able to join the dsdiscuss group? if that is the case, do you think you could invite me on my other email (canttouchthis@713c.org). i am interested in helping out with DS4 in any way i can, and i think being in the dsdiscuss group might make that a little easier for me. thanks!&lt;br /&gt;to all of the contestants - this game has been one crazy motherfucker, but i'm glad to have taken part in it, and i thought it was kind of fun to watch everything that went down... drama is always interesting. i don't know if i'll be posting in this thing anymore or not, but if i don't, it's been great, and i hope that at least most of you will help out with DS4. au revoir for now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3438151-78074680?l=diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/78074680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/78074680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com/2002_06_16_archive.html#78074680' title=''/><author><name>the bona fide egoist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09801323473630171912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3438151.post-78067272</id><published>2002-06-22T09:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-06-22T09:49:02.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just a quick hello and congratulations to the winner, and the finalist. I am hoping that Meg Probst will go ahead and do a fourth edition.  I really want to be a judge.  Sorry you don't have email, Ali.&lt;br /&gt;Of course this is Mike's spot, so he probably will keep it open if people keep on visiting.  Or at least that's my guess, although I can't put words in his mouth.  J-P, you are nice to say I am an intellectual. I really am not; but it's something you can do if you want just like being a cook or being a plumber or being a mechanic:  it's a learnable vocation for those who don't care about money!  :-)&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone has a good weekend; I would trade weather with Belinda gladly.  I am a professed enemy to too much heat and humidity.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3438151-78067272?l=diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/78067272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/78067272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com/2002_06_16_archive.html#78067272' title=''/><author><name>Charlotte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12097081393297411154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3438151.post-78050193</id><published>2002-06-21T19:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-06-21T19:41:24.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Since I'm sure all of you have been DYING to know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'm very well aware of the fact that I was coming off as a big whiny crybaby sore loser jerk Susan Tammy right after I got voted off.  But contrary to the way I was acting then; I am totally, completely, 100% over the game.  Swear to God.  And despite how I was pissing and moaning during the final TC q &amp; a, I have lots of things going for me besides Diary Survivor.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's not to say that I'm not still disappointed in Jon or the way things went down.  I think a little part of me will always feel that way.  But whatever.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got to say that I am really, really looking forward to judging for the next one.  I have lots of ideas for future versions of Diaryland Survivor.  I have no doubt that judging will be much more fun than competing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally:  I'm still going to write my DSurvivor "tell all" one of these days- not because I think anyone cares what I have to say, but because I just feel like telling my side of the story.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it.  And Mike- I wouldn't mind posting in here, still, as long as everyone else does.  Who knows?  This blog could live a million years.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3438151-78050193?l=diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/78050193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/78050193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com/2002_06_16_archive.html#78050193' title=''/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04581120915727285317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3438151.post-78046747</id><published>2002-06-21T17:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-06-21T17:28:08.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Welp, the contest is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contrary to what most of you probably think, I actually did have fun being a part of it. And I'd urge anyone out there to take part in future contests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of quick things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations to TvZero on the win. It was a damn close vote, which goes to show that opinions were split pretty evenly. Yes, master of stating the obvious, I truly am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, more importantly, I do hope that you guys will continue to use this thing. And I hope that people will keep in touch. I think that I've gotten to know some of you, and I've really enjoyed that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, you all know where I am. Now, who's going to keep in touch?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS Have a good summer everyone, well, except  Belinda, who gets to have winter now. Those wacky Kiwis. erm, I mean Aussies. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3438151-78046747?l=diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/78046747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/78046747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com/2002_06_16_archive.html#78046747' title=''/><author><name>racer96</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14692014828499529492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3438151.post-78009085</id><published>2002-06-20T20:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-06-20T20:38:56.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just so you all know....&lt;br /&gt;This game has been the farthest from my mind.  In fact, I wouldn't be voting AT ALL if Meg Probst wasn't IMing me, begging me to take part.  I hate choosing between two people who thought themselves so lowly, so despicable of writers that they knew they had no chance to win on their own.  Instead, they decided to vote off the actual good writers so their low talent could actually win.&lt;br /&gt;I know I will get flamed for saying this.  But, again, this game has been farthest from my mind.  Been more of a thorn in my side, actually.  In a very large way, I wish I wouldn't have even joined.  I did get to meet Mike and chat him up on occasions.  For the sole reason of meeting him, I am glad I joined up.  Oh, and Throcky.  She's quite the intellectual.  That's sexy! :)  And Megan, too.  But I know her in real life.  Especially since she lives less than a quarter mile away.  &lt;br /&gt;  This will more than likely be my last DS3 blog entry.  I wish Mike would have won.  If there were any rules of decency in the universe, he would walk away with the whopping $20 prize.&lt;br /&gt;  So... who to vote for?  I think it will be easier to delay Meg Probst until she shuts down the polls.  I wish I knew who was definitely going to lose so I could vote for them.  A truly wasted vote.  Love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3438151-78009085?l=diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/78009085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/78009085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com/2002_06_16_archive.html#78009085' title=''/><author><name>Jon-Paul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03026001707527804214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3438151.post-77914774</id><published>2002-06-18T18:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-06-18T18:56:23.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>PS: matt, i confess. i am a pussypants and don't want the final two contestants to know which of them i am voting for. and so, i can not discuss about how i am voting, except for what i said in my latest diary entry. which is that i was going to vote for one person, and then, i read the Q&amp;A and decided to vote for the other. and also that i will not be participating in the write-in votes, because i think they're dumb. so there's my two cents.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3438151-77914774?l=diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/77914774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/77914774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com/2002_06_16_archive.html#77914774' title=''/><author><name>the bona fide egoist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09801323473630171912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3438151.post-77914673</id><published>2002-06-18T18:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-06-18T18:53:05.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just made a long entry in my diary re: everything in the world possible about diary survivor. of the many many useless things in it, there is actually something you all should know. my email account went whack and refuses to get better unless i despense 5 bucks worth of dough, which is not happening. and yahoo also has decided to hate me, and is telling me that a) i am not a member of the dsdiscuss group, and b) there is no such group as the dsdiscuss group. so that's not conducive in the slightest, since it means i am unable to go and switch around things so that the emails stop getting sent to my whack email account. what all of this means is that i am not getting the emails from the dsdiscuss group, there is no way for me to change things so that i &lt;b&gt;do&lt;/b&gt; get the emails from the dsdiscuss group, and also that i will not be able to vote, or atleast not the normal way. so i don't know what to do. help? someone?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3438151-77914673?l=diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/77914673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/77914673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com/2002_06_16_archive.html#77914673' title=''/><author><name>the bona fide egoist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09801323473630171912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3438151.post-77892254</id><published>2002-06-18T08:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-06-18T08:43:09.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Anyone want to talk about how they're voting?  Or share reactions to the q &amp; a?  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3438151-77892254?l=diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/77892254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/77892254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com/2002_06_16_archive.html#77892254' title=''/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04581120915727285317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3438151.post-77763288</id><published>2002-06-14T19:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-06-14T19:33:30.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok, added a new guestbook, because the old one went the way of the dinos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, go use it people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3438151-77763288?l=diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/77763288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/77763288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com/2002_06_09_archive.html#77763288' title=''/><author><name>racer96</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14692014828499529492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3438151.post-77749157</id><published>2002-06-14T11:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-06-14T11:46:31.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So sorry, I was out of town on business for a few days, in a place where if you asked the waitress if there was an internet cafe around, she'd look at you like you just asked her to remove her clothes and do a little dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;make a little love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get down tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;down tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, got off track there. Anywhooo, I did want to ask a question, in fact, I ended up asking two questions. And last night I came up with an even better more awesome question. But, damnit, that's what always happens. The witty retort that comes an hour after the initial comment was made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I talked with Matt (alltherage) and he respectfully declined to ask a question, or even post a comment. Malk did give me a question to submit though. Mychai is airforcing it, or something. And Milkmaid just never responds. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there ya go, we're all questioned out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. My super new revised even better question would have been, "Describe each contestant in 2 words or less."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3438151-77749157?l=diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/77749157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/77749157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com/2002_06_09_archive.html#77749157' title=''/><author><name>racer96</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14692014828499529492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3438151.post-77709124</id><published>2002-06-13T12:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-06-13T12:42:35.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just read the 9 questions posted for TVZero and LadeeLeroy.  Not that I'm sure they want more than that to write about, but I think it's too bad that there are five people missing  I didn't expect anything from Alltherage, since he hasn't posted in his diary since his post-diatribe post, or from Milkmaid, since asking to leave the contest was pretty much signing off anyway.  Malkavia, did you sign off and forget about us?  JP, I assume, is off doing things Air FOrce-y, which I suppose is a pretty good reason to be absent, but still too bad.  And Mike, I have to say, I'm sad that in the end you opted out.  Regardless of how any of us felt about how the contest went, this is part of what we signed on for, and not following through on the final round...it's just wrong, in the context of the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that it makes me not like you, and that's not a personal attack, mind you ;)  I'm just thinking out loud...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3438151-77709124?l=diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/77709124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/77709124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com/2002_06_09_archive.html#77709124' title=''/><author><name>Jenistar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10190409981844501593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3438151.post-77708341</id><published>2002-06-13T12:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-06-13T12:20:34.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey guys. Got your questions today. I'm glad that the majority of them didn't ask anything about my history of being Satan's spawn and what not, although I might have missed that in the subtext. Real quick question to Mattu on his most recent post- if you can point me in the direction of the quote you give about me signing TVZero's guestbook in the first week about LOVE and FINAL TWO, I would appreciate it. I don't ever recall ever saying something like that. Only remember writing about spewing water out of noses and giving an all out compliment to him. Sorry to post in the blog. Just noticed that your guestbook isn't working and that I've been blocked on AIM. Cool. Thanks. All right everyone. Again, thanks for the game thus far. It has proven to be pretty damn interesting, no? &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3438151-77708341?l=diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/77708341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/77708341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com/2002_06_09_archive.html#77708341' title=''/><author><name>Ladee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03023163903290705058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3438151.post-77686853</id><published>2002-06-12T22:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-06-12T22:59:21.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay. I told myself that I would not get involved with DS3 anymore besides speaking to a few people and participating in the final vote and questions but you have all made it impossible to stay out of it. I like all of you (some more than others) and I refuse to let this bickering go on. Yeah. I like Jon and I really wish that many of you would stop being awful to him. So what? He played the game a lot more than the rest of us. He lied. So did I, and yet many of you seemed to forgive me a damn lot easily. He can write rings around me and many others. In my opinion he deserves to be in the final two and I think that a couple of you are too bitter about your own loss in the game to see that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get over yourselves and shut the fuck up. No one wants to hear all this bullshit anymore. Can't we all just move on from the game (I have) and focus on the more important things in life. It was a game!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3438151-77686853?l=diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/77686853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/77686853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com/2002_06_09_archive.html#77686853' title=''/><author><name>bb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08172789204399862399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3438151.post-77665202</id><published>2002-06-12T12:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-06-12T12:34:12.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahahahahahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow, i had no idea you weren't serious.  of course i wonder if i'm the only one that got that impression, miss throcky.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the thing that bothered me and made me see it as something other than you baiting me was when i refused to answer your questions, and i told you i was on vacation in my e-mail and that i didn't have time to deal with anything other than the final questions - that that was when you decided to shoot back violently and in a mass e-mail with accusations that i could not respond to.  thus the reasoning for my final thoughts - to give my side since everyone else seems to only be hearing your side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grip firmly gotten sweetie.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3438151-77665202?l=diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/77665202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/77665202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com/2002_06_09_archive.html#77665202' title=''/><author><name>jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175015812224665281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3438151.post-77656613</id><published>2002-06-12T08:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-06-12T08:47:21.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think that you should get a grip and get back to your sense of humour, Jonathan.  It's perfectly possible for a person to want to comfort the afflicted and afflict the comfortable.  I don't think you are evil; I don't think my behaviour in the GAME has been evil.  You stress it is a game and you are a player. So why couldn't I play too?  Yes, I was concerned about your health and I sent you both anecdotal and medical information to HELP you.  For me that was totally separate from the game because your health is NOT a part of the game.  I did not "pretend" to be interested in your welfare and your health.  I was.  And I daresay from the fervour of this board that I am certainly not the only person who has "taken things personally."  Now get a grip.  And no, I did not follow your vacation plans or your work schedule.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3438151-77656613?l=diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/77656613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/77656613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com/2002_06_09_archive.html#77656613' title=''/><author><name>Charlotte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12097081393297411154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3438151.post-77615838</id><published>2002-06-11T10:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-06-11T10:14:29.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think there is a difference between baiting people and forging personal attacks.  i've felt baited by throcky all along.  when i was tired i reacted accordingly, now that i don't care, i haven't reacted that way and yet you are still spreading lies about me.  i tried to play it in fun as i thought you were doing it and i get more and more vitriol.  and even more lies.  lies that i can't even confront because you have done so covertly.  i hope people realize that you do not speak for me.  nor have you ever, and as i have taken every thing said in this game with a nice chunk of salt, i wish they would as well.  but i feel the damage is done, and now that i will be away from a computer for a few days, something you knew before you sent your little mass e-mail,  - i can't do anything to address it or repair it.  so congratulations, you won.  i'm evil.  i think your behavior in this game has been far worse than mine. and you are the only person that i am taking things personally from.  because you made them personal not me.  i simply reacted to you, and i guess, not in the way you deemed appropriate.  everyone else's comments all seemed to be in the spirit of the game and i can take them.  i thought we were having fun all along.  i guess that's what i get for assuming.  but for you to pretend to be interested in my welfare, to raise your concern about my health and my shaking spells, try to "help" by giving me info, and then pull the rug out in such a spiteful way, is not playing the game.  it's rude, vicious, and likely something i won't be getting over, whether you think it all in fun or not.  whether you chalk it up to baiting or not. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have no regrets in how i played the game.  i will have no trouble sleeping over this.   and i've said all i'm going to say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3438151-77615838?l=diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/77615838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/77615838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com/2002_06_09_archive.html#77615838' title=''/><author><name>jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175015812224665281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3438151.post-77613962</id><published>2002-06-11T09:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-06-11T09:22:28.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I also have to say that I am just as guilty as anyone at "baiting" people.  I did it for a number of reasons, but  by far the MAIN reason was to see how people would respond.  I felt that in the response I might see a glimpse of true character as opposed to a person "putting on a face to meet the faces that they meet."&lt;br /&gt;(Yes, I know that was ungrammatical but I get to take a vacation from grammar).  &lt;br /&gt;I like both Amelia and Mike a lot so it rather pains me to see them at each other's throats.  BUT I can also understand that a high level of frustration has built up in many of the players.  Jenistar was really right:  Meg gave us only a few rules; easy to comprehend, easy to follow.  She has been a spectacular hostess!  We were all lucky to be selected and from my point of view.  Think of that as the main thing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3438151-77613962?l=diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/77613962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/77613962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com/2002_06_09_archive.html#77613962' title=''/><author><name>Charlotte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12097081393297411154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3438151.post-77613730</id><published>2002-06-11T09:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-06-11T09:14:30.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hate seeing this blog get all ugly.  I want to say first and foremost that when I came up with the idea of having an alternative prize it was not going to be labelled in any way to undermine Meg Probst or her contest.  I was not even thinking about the money really.  Maybe that's because I am 51 and money means less to me, since it is easier to come by at my age.  And believe me, I remember well being a student who worried about each and every nickel and dime!  One of the reasons I put the date as July 1st for the end and asked people to take a while to think about it was so that my own private little spin-off contest would not interfere in any way with the final week of the REAL contest.  BUT I am not going to change it since I already made a promise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3438151-77613730?l=diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/77613730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/77613730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com/2002_06_09_archive.html#77613730' title=''/><author><name>Charlotte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12097081393297411154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3438151.post-77606418</id><published>2002-06-11T05:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-06-11T05:22:24.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I gave this a lot of thought last night.  I didn’t want to respond to any of it until I was sure of what I wanted to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, the game didn’t turn out as I would have liked it to—I’d love to be one of the final two contestants, battling it out for Meg’s prize (which, by the way, Meg, I think is plenty generous!  I would’ve played even if there were no prize, but I certainly wouldn’t have had any trouble spending it!).  But I’m not, and I don’t feel that my being voted off was the result of unfair play on anyone’s part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contest is defined as “a struggle for superiority or victory; a competition in which each contestant performs without direct contact with or interference from his competitors.”  Game, on the other hand, has lots of meanings, among them, “activity engaged in for diversion or amusement; a procedure or strategy for gaining an end:  TACTIC; a physical or mental competition conducted according to rules with the participants in direct opposition to each other.”  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This wasn’t just a writing contest.  If it had been, this would all be out of line, and neither TV Zero nor LadeeLeroy would belong in the final two, as the alliance definitely interfered with their competitors.  But in the context of the game, they played by the rules.  Which aren’t many.  Don’t password your diary.  Write your immunity challenge.  Vote in the tribal councils.  If you do not vote in the TC, a vote will be cast against you.  As an ousted contestant, you will cast a vote in the final tribal council as a member of the jury.  I think that was pretty much it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The alliance, while not being how many of us chose to play, wasn’t against the rules, and wasn’t unfair.  Doesn’t mean it couldn’t—and didn’t—piss many of us non-allied players off, but it wasn’t wrong in the strictest sense of the game.  Outwrite, outwit, outlast.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m not opposed to the idea of an alternate vote, but not instead of the final vote.  If we don’t cast a vote for either TV Zero or LadeeLeroy, we as contestants aren’t playing by the rules, and that feels worse to me than the alliance.  The game may not have gone as you may have wanted it to, but that doesn’t mean you don’t still have a responsibility as a player to see it through to the end.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yes, I will vote in Throcky’s contest.  Because I think it will be interesting to see, based on writing alone, where the opinion lies.  But I don’t know how I feel about there being a prize at stake.  And I will cast my vote for one of our two final survivors, as I agreed to do when I signed on to be a contestant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope, by the way, that all the controversy doesn’t change Meg’s mind about doing a DS4.  And I hope that none of the other players walk away from the game feeling injured.  When the sun goes down, it’s just a game, and I think that, name calling aside, it’s been a pretty good one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3438151-77606418?l=diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/77606418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/77606418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com/2002_06_09_archive.html#77606418' title=''/><author><name>Jenistar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10190409981844501593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3438151.post-77596677</id><published>2002-06-10T21:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-06-10T21:40:52.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Amelia, looks like I stepped on a nerve. However, I was baiting you, just as much as you were baiting me. I was only replying each time, to something that you had commented about me on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think you are a jerk, nor, do I think anyone will write you off as one. But, as much as you blame me for you not having any chance of winning, is just as much your fault as it is mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm sorry that you've taken it so personally. I've never meant for you to feel horrible. And, as much as you won't believe it, I think that you are one of the better writers in the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't mind if you think that I'm a bad writer. Lots of people think that. Lots of people also like my writing. To each his own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS, irregardless is a word, Main Entry: ir·re·gard·less &lt;br /&gt;Pronunciation: "ir-i-'gärd-l&amp;s&lt;br /&gt;Function: adverb&lt;br /&gt;Etymology: probably blend of irrespective and regardless&lt;br /&gt;Date: circa 1912&lt;br /&gt;nonstandard : REGARDLESS&lt;br /&gt;usage Irregardless originated in dialectal American speech in the early 20th century. Its fairly widespread use in speech called it to the attention of usage commentators as early as 1927. The most frequently repeated remark about it is that "there is no such word." There is such a word, however. It is still used primarily in speech, although it can be found from time to time in edited prose. Its reputation has not risen over the years, and it is still a long way from general acceptance. Use regardless instead. (so, I should have perhaps used regardless instead, but, it is a word.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3438151-77596677?l=diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/77596677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/77596677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com/2002_06_09_archive.html#77596677' title=''/><author><name>racer96</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14692014828499529492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3438151.post-77593563</id><published>2002-06-10T20:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-06-10T20:17:08.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Matt: Sure thing, that's why I started here in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike: That is fucking it.  I'm tired of pandering to you.  I held my tongue through every brilliant post you made against me, every word you turned against me, every grammatically-incorrect claim you made against my integrity.  But I'm tired of it.  I'm tired of you baiting me and me having to take it because I have a chance of getting something I want if I ignore you.  I am so ashamed to admit that I let your dull-witted little insults finally get to me, but they have.  I cannot take this anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're damn right I don't like you.  Am I supposed to like you?  You've been trying to get under my skin since you found out about the alliance.  Am I supposed to appreciate that?  Am I supposed to thank you for really making me think about how I outplayed you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't like the write-in idea when Throcky proposed it.  But the difference between you and Throcky - Jesus, let me count the ways - is that Throcky is an absolute champ and a great sport, whereas you're a whining little bitch who won't lose without dragging as many people into the mud as you possibly can.  So you see, when Throcky puts up an idea, I try to consider the good and bad aspects of it, and if I think it's a bad idea then I try to come up with an alternate solution.  If you'll look at the paragraphs you quoted again, you'll see that I didn't agree at all with the idea.  But when you stepped up and claimed that you invented the write-in, that was enough for me to speak against it.  Mainly because of all the crying you did earlier regarding the integrity of the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted that merit prize, I really did.  I can't pay my rent as it is and a little extra money would have helped so much.  But you know what, no amount of money is worth taking all the shit you've handed to me over the course of this game.  The second I post this, everyone is going to write me off as a jerk, and I probably deserve it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You use far, far too many goddamn commas.  The period goes within the quote in a quotation.  "Write-in" is hyphenated.  "Irregardless" is not a word.  I absolutely cannot stand you.  I think that you are a bad writer.  Don't send me e-mail, don't send me messages on AIM.  Any chance I had of winning anything is gone and it is completely your fault.  Hopefully this is exactly what you wanted, and now you will leave me alone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3438151-77593563?l=diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/77593563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/77593563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com/2002_06_09_archive.html#77593563' title=''/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986025381780071515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3438151.post-77593085</id><published>2002-06-10T20:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-06-10T20:04:22.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dear fellow ousted Survivors, &lt;br /&gt;can we please stop sending out the mass emails?  It's clogging up my inbox and I'm having a hard time wading through all of it.  Let's just either post in here or in the DSDiscuss board, ok?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3438151-77593085?l=diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/77593085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/77593085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com/2002_06_09_archive.html#77593085' title=''/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04581120915727285317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3438151.post-77589773</id><published>2002-06-10T18:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-06-10T18:33:30.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And perhaps, Amelia, you just don't like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what you wrote, in response to the idea of having a write in vote, prior to knowing that I had suggested it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The write-in is a good concept and I'll bet everyone appreciates the things you said, Throcky.  But even if Meg allows us to break the rules, who would we, contestants ourselves, ever decide on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure this idea would have support because we each must harbor a little resentment that we're not in the final two.  But if Meg doesn't let us play the game this way, perhaps we can get her to include a "juror's choice" option that allows us to vote for anyone in the game, and say why.  We'd be voting for the prize winner by the rules - tvzero or ladee - and then who we feel is the real "winner." "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, when it became my idea, you "won't stand for it". Interesting, no? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3438151-77589773?l=diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/77589773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/77589773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com/2002_06_09_archive.html#77589773' title=''/><author><name>racer96</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14692014828499529492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3438151.post-77585703</id><published>2002-06-10T16:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-06-10T16:34:45.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh, crap in a Spaniard's hat and call it breakfast, I was asked who I would vote for and that's who I'm voting for and why.  I do not flutter around questions like that and I tried to be as clear as possible.  I don't take back what I said because hopefully Jon knows he's a catty motherfucker, also that I appreciate him for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are people not bothering to respond to your e-mails who are friends with the final two, Mike.  You assume that we're all just as upset with them as you are.  There would have been no "element of surprise" to this plan, and I'm just assuming when I say this but I assume that many of the other diarists would stand by their desire to play by the rules as well as their various levels of friendship to these two great writers.  If I'm absolutely wrong here, and I'm the only one still friendly at all with either of the final two, then I'm sorry for responding to the e-mail like this.  I'm a drama queen like a safety razor is a weapon.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In short, I don't want to get into a game of he said NOR she said, whatever the hell that means, and frankly this is all putting me very close to the end of my rope, I tip my hat to you sir.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3438151-77585703?l=diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/77585703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/77585703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com/2002_06_09_archive.html#77585703' title=''/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986025381780071515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3438151.post-77583852</id><published>2002-06-10T15:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-06-10T15:42:34.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If you'd like to get into a game of he said, she said, and since you say you're not siding with either of the final two, perhaps you could explain what you meant by this then:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"TVzero is one catty motherfucker.  And while I appreciate that in the realm of the game, I think that ladee has played this far more honestly than he could hope to.  Her phrase is "game on" and it means that she had nothing personal against me, mattu or tvzero or any of you but she intends to win and I intend to help her.  Not just because TVzero apparently has a problem with me, but because through all the drama, ladee has kept humor to it - which is more than I can say for myself - and been as purely honest with me &lt;br /&gt;as I was with her."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not taking sides?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as what I wrote, yep, I stand by it. Although, I had intended for it to be a surprise, to see a different contestant voted for in the finals, than the two that had played it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LL, feeding baby sparrows from your own mouth isn't evil. Gross maybe, but not evil. However if you were eating baby sparrows, now that would be gross *and* evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3438151-77583852?l=diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/77583852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/77583852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com/2002_06_09_archive.html#77583852' title=''/><author><name>racer96</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14692014828499529492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3438151.post-77576026</id><published>2002-06-10T12:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-06-10T12:12:17.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>(I'm posting here because I'm sure people are tired of my e-mails clogging their inboxes.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I originally came up with the idea to have a write in vote. I had discussed it with a few of the contestants that had been voted out. Basically the concept was this "Vote for who you would like to see win the contest, irregardless of where/when they were voted out."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, in order for something like that to work, everyone would have to agree to write in vote for one person. Or, at least, a majority of the people, meaning, whoever would agree to write in, would also have to agree on a person that they would be writing in for."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now hold the phone.  Weren't you the one trying to uphold the integrity of the game or similar, a few weeks ago?  I'm not pleased that I'm out of it either, but this is not how the game is played.  You say Meg gave the go-ahead, and I'm sure she did it to try to smooth your feathers a little, but I've considered this and I just won't stand for it.  Throcky's side contest accomplishes the same exact thing fairly, suggesting a write-in vote seems redundant at this point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not particulary siding with either of the final two, but I find it absolutely laughable that your fair-play values zip out the window the second you have an oppurtunity to screw over the people that bested you fairly.  (Here I use "fairly" in the context of the literal rules, not what you or I think).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3438151-77576026?l=diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/77576026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/77576026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com/2002_06_09_archive.html#77576026' title=''/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986025381780071515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3438151.post-77546179</id><published>2002-06-09T18:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-06-09T18:41:05.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>PLEASE READ MY ENTRY OF THIS EVENING, Sunday, June 9th. I add a new twist to the game.  You are NOT all "out of it" as far as I am concerned!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throcky&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3438151-77546179?l=diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/77546179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/77546179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com/2002_06_09_archive.html#77546179' title=''/><author><name>Charlotte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12097081393297411154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3438151.post-77486624</id><published>2002-06-07T20:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-06-07T20:11:03.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh man... I am really, really nervous about this last IC.  Before I never really was too concerned about the judges' results.  But now... ugh.  This is torture.  At least this is all almost over.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3438151-77486624?l=diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/77486624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/77486624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com/2002_06_02_archive.html#77486624' title=''/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04581120915727285317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3438151.post-77486289</id><published>2002-06-07T19:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-06-07T19:59:54.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The baby sparrows make me do it. If you hate anyone- hate the baby sparrows..... IF YOU CAN. MUHA. MUHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3438151-77486289?l=diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/77486289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/77486289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com/2002_06_02_archive.html#77486289' title=''/><author><name>Ladee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03023163903290705058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3438151.post-77481352</id><published>2002-06-07T16:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-06-07T16:57:39.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I knew it! I knew that ladeeleroy was evil incarnate! Okay - maybe I was wrong. My bad!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3438151-77481352?l=diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/77481352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/77481352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com/2002_06_02_archive.html#77481352' title=''/><author><name>Kathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ITeVZbp-LNI/SVMfNPl3HjI/AAAAAAAAAA8/MoIZOPXlfRY/S220/chase58.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3438151.post-77331423</id><published>2002-06-04T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-06-04T07:35:28.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh yeah. It's going to get nasty. We're going to eat each other's faces off after we kick one another in the livers and shout vulgar things about our respected Mothers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because that's just the nasty kind of people we are. Pure evil. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pardon as I must now go and feed baby sparrows with my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3438151-77331423?l=diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/77331423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/77331423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com/2002_06_02_archive.html#77331423' title=''/><author><name>Ladee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03023163903290705058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3438151.post-77307960</id><published>2002-06-03T16:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-06-03T16:49:49.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Amelia - If something major happens concerning the final vote or anything else I'll make sure I let you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kathy - Good to see that you're still around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that it might all depend on who wins this next immunity. I have ideas in my head on who will take who into the final two, but I have no idea who will take out this next IC. I guess we'll have to wait and see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not long left now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3438151-77307960?l=diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/77307960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/77307960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com/2002_06_02_archive.html#77307960' title=''/><author><name>bb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08172789204399862399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3438151.post-77302148</id><published>2002-06-03T14:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-06-03T14:08:14.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't think it will be nasty, since it was an expected outcome.  It's not like the alliance members were confused as to how the elimination process works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, hi.  I couldn't figure out how to send messages with that dsdiscuss thing so I took it off my groups list.  I hope this doesn't mean I'll be missing out on the final questions and vote.  Word to your mother.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3438151-77302148?l=diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/77302148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/77302148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com/2002_06_02_archive.html#77302148' title=''/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986025381780071515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3438151.post-77293464</id><published>2002-06-03T10:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-06-03T10:19:53.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay kids - now what are the remaining alliance guys gonna do to each other?! Is this where it gets truly nasty?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also - I just wanted to say hi to everyone. I've been keeping a low Diary Survivor 3 profile. Thought I'd pop in and let you all know that I'm still alive!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3438151-77293464?l=diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/77293464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/77293464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com/2002_06_02_archive.html#77293464' title=''/><author><name>Kathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ITeVZbp-LNI/SVMfNPl3HjI/AAAAAAAAAA8/MoIZOPXlfRY/S220/chase58.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3438151.post-77164178</id><published>2002-05-30T18:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-30T18:33:52.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Howdy doo Jen. Congrats on making it so far into the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Belated Birthday to Confruzzled too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I had something else to say, but clearly, I'm just losing my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3438151-77164178?l=diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/77164178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/77164178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com/2002_05_26_archive.html#77164178' title=''/><author><name>racer96</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14692014828499529492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3438151.post-77112763</id><published>2002-05-29T12:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-29T12:51:04.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>First, I want to say thank you to all of you for your extremely kind words over the past couple days.  Honestly, I’ve never felt so good about being out of the running for something!  All of you—judges, players, and spectators—have been wonderful, and truly made me smile.  Thank you, thank you, thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just reading Meg’s latest post in the judges’ blog, and wanted to say a special thank you to Meg!  Without you, there’d be no Diary Survivor, and I’m certainly glad I got to play!  You’ve created a fun little game over here!  I hope, though, you don’t get too discouraged by the words exchanged between players and judges.  As you said, the blogs are a place for us to vent, and doing so doesn’t mean we hate the game, or each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone does need to remember that it’s a game.  I didn’t choose to join an alliance, because that felt wrong to ME, but that’s how I wanted to play, and everyone plays their own way.  Being voted off is also part of the game.  Someone had to go—if we all stayed, it wouldn’t be Survivor, and I’m not upset that it was me.  Like I said, sure I’d rather win, but I’m not bitter about losing.  I’m in good company over there in the Loser’s Lounge!  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am truly looking forward to the prospect of DS4, and excited at the idea of choosing the players for the next round.  I do think it’s too bad that the immunity votes were decided by such a small percentage of the potential voting judge group, but I know people are busy.  I also think, though, that for the game to be successful, everyone who signs on, in whatever capacity, needs to participate.  Perhaps there could be two panels of judges—the selection committee and the voting committee.  People could choose to help select, but not to be in on the weekly votes if they don’t feel they have enough time to devote to reading the entries over the whole span of the contest.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See—I told y’all that my “final words” in my diary entry wouldn’t really be my final words!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3438151-77112763?l=diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/77112763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/77112763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com/2002_05_26_archive.html#77112763' title=''/><author><name>Jenistar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10190409981844501593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3438151.post-77061076</id><published>2002-05-28T06:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-28T06:01:15.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ummm...I don't appear to be posting again.  I sent that message through last Friday.  It's now Tuesday.  I'm hoping this will wake it up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3438151-77061076?l=diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/77061076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/77061076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com/2002_05_26_archive.html#77061076' title=''/><author><name>Jenistar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10190409981844501593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3438151.post-76921389</id><published>2002-05-24T05:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-24T05:54:38.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mike--Thanks for the congratulations, and in answer to your question, yes!  That address still works for me!  I haven't actually been at the apartment in a few days, but I will be there Sunday, so I'll let you know if there's mail there.  Something to look forward to!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is so damn insane these days.  I almost lost my whole IC entry the other night.  I was typing at my mom's instead of here at work or at the apartment, and her power kept flickering.  Never a good thing, especially when you're typing at 11:15 with an 11:30 deadline!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps at some point I'll post the rest.  Or perhaps it will be lost in the black hole that has become my life!!  I swear--the daylight is lasting longer, but the days are getting shorter!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3438151-76921389?l=diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/76921389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/76921389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com/2002_05_19_archive.html#76921389' title=''/><author><name>Jenistar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10190409981844501593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3438151.post-76848489</id><published>2002-05-22T11:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-22T11:08:16.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Congrats again on another IC win Jen. All the IC's were pretty kewl, as witnessed by the all over voting of the judges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry to have caused anyone any concern over my disappearance. Things just got busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3438151-76848489?l=diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/76848489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/76848489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com/2002_05_19_archive.html#76848489' title=''/><author><name>racer96</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14692014828499529492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3438151.post-76769481</id><published>2002-05-20T13:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-20T13:30:30.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow, I was almost SURE that I'd be the one voted out this time. I'm glad I wasn't. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I guess that's all I have to say about that. Whee, blogging!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3438151-76769481?l=diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/76769481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/76769481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com/2002_05_19_archive.html#76769481' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00544029069327225100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3438151.post-76768842</id><published>2002-05-20T13:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-20T13:13:17.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Third time's the charm, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to say that although it may appear otherwise, I'm not railing against the judges.  ANd I don't think you all think as one, nor do I think you all agree on one set idea.  I don't believe that Telutci speaks for all of you, nor do I think the person he was quoting speaks for all of you.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not pointing fingers, and I don't begrudge anyone their thoughts.  If I were in your position, I'd want to use my position as a judge to make things work out the way I thought they should.  I understand that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just asking that if you feel tempted that way, as I know I would, you resist.  I don't want someone in the alliance to win just because they're part of the alliance.  But I wouldn't want to win just because I wasn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise I'm not going to post anything else in here today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3438151-76768842?l=diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/76768842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/76768842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com/2002_05_19_archive.html#76768842' title=''/><author><name>Jenistar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10190409981844501593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3438151.post-76766307</id><published>2002-05-20T12:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-20T12:05:09.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And because I can't seem to shut up today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Lampshade's diary to see if she'd posted parting words.  Instead, I found an excerpt from Telutci's diary, talking about the judges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, y'all know how I feel about the concept of the alliance.  I turned down an invitation to join one in the beginning of the game because it went against my own personal playing philosophy.  I don't hate the people who formed one, nor do I think they're all bad writers who would have been voted off without the security of an agreement.  We play differently, is all.  And so it goes.  It's the way the game happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I was a little...concerned...to see the suggestion that the judges band together to influence the outcome.  I, for one, wouldn't want to win that way.  If I win immunity, I want it to be because my entry was enjoyed most by the majority of the judges who voted on the IC.  When I found that I'd won immunity on this round, I wondered about that possibility--if it was more because the judges were trying to keep me in the game than because they actually liked my entry best.  Although, with that particular topic, I think it was difficult to separate liking the contestant from liking the entry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't misunderstand me.  It's not that I don't want the immunity.  I very much want to keep playing.  And I'd be perfectly happy to walk through the rest of the contest immune through the TC votes to the end.  But only because I won it fairly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all.  I'm going to let the blog go back to sleep again.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3438151-76766307?l=diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/76766307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/76766307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com/2002_05_19_archive.html#76766307' title=''/><author><name>Jenistar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10190409981844501593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3438151.post-76761163</id><published>2002-05-20T09:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-20T09:27:06.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Not dead, Matt.  Just sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't see the Survivor finale.  I was watching the second half of last week's Nero Wolfe on A&amp;E and the second hour of the X Files finale.  Didn't really answer much.  Not that I really expected it would.  Exactly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No further comments on OUR game?  Not from anyone?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, well, I'll comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was a tough vote for me.  Partly because I felt certain that if I hadn't won immunity in this round, it would have been the end of Jennifer-in-the-game.  I wavered between two different people, actually casting my vote for one and then changing my mind.  And I'm not certain I made the right decision in the end, but I'm also not certain how much difference it made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say that I'm looking forward to the back story on some of what's happened in here.  I thought Belinda's entry where she showed how she'd voted each time was interesting.  I know what my own voting process has been, but I can only speak for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also thought this last vote was interesting because it was so spread out.  Well, as spread out as six votes can get, I suppose, when they're between five people.  But it didn't come out at all the way I thought it would, and I'm very curious about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lampshade, I liked your IC entry this last time.  Of course, you made me crave french toast, but I see that as a good thing!  I'm sorry things worked out for you as they did, contest-wise.  And I thought your comments about the judges (I hadn't seen Telutci's entry before that) was very interesting.  Thanks for sharing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm off to run volume reports!  What a good time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3438151-76761163?l=diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/76761163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/76761163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com/2002_05_19_archive.html#76761163' title=''/><author><name>Jenistar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10190409981844501593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3438151.post-76760072</id><published>2002-05-20T08:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-20T08:54:59.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So did anybody see the Survivor finale last night?  Any comments?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or is this blog dead?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3438151-76760072?l=diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/76760072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/76760072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com/2002_05_19_archive.html#76760072' title=''/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04581120915727285317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3438151.post-76528936</id><published>2002-05-14T00:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-14T00:40:07.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thankyou Jen, it's good to know that someone actually read through the lot of it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3438151-76528936?l=diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/76528936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/76528936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com/2002_05_12_archive.html#76528936' title=''/><author><name>bb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08172789204399862399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3438151.post-76497523</id><published>2002-05-13T08:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-13T08:17:51.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thanks Mike!  I did in fact have a no-boss day, which was great!  And the only reason I made it in here to post!!  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wanted to congratulate Jonathan on his immunity win.  You made me all misty-eyed.  And to say goodbye to Belinda.  Your final words entry was wonderful to read.  Sorry it had to be your final words :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3438151-76497523?l=diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/76497523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/76497523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com/2002_05_12_archive.html#76497523' title=''/><author><name>Jenistar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10190409981844501593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3438151.post-76329732</id><published>2002-05-08T20:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-08T20:20:09.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey Jen, good luck with the new boss. Didn't you have no boss' today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, to all the contestants. I talked about it in my last entry, but, since I don't know if you read my diary, I figured I'd explain a little here too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, the alliance thing bothered me. &lt;br /&gt;Yes, I was a little hurt by the lying.&lt;br /&gt;And yes, I think that the whole idea about needing an alliance, is just plain silly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, none of it bothered me as much as I portrayed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, when I knew that there was for sure an alliance, well, there was no chance for anyone that wasn't in the alliance. So, I hoped that by talking about it, it would break it up, and just let everyone go by their own merits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That didn't work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, then, since I wasn't getting through to the alliance, I decided to make my bitching and whining very vocal. I was totally pushing it out there to everyone, hoping that the alliance would see it, and, that it would make them see, even a little, why it's silly, and why it's sad. (In my opinion, of course).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, I think I've finally succeeded in that. LadeeLeroy signed my guestbook, so, it's at least made her think. Lampshade and TvZero wrote about it, so, it's made them think. And I totally whacked Mattu around in an AIM conversation, to try to make him think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I want you to know, that I don't have any hard feelings for the alliance at all. It *is* a game. You've chosen to play it differently than I. Or, differently than what I hoped everyone would play it. That doesn't mean I hate any of you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to make you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, I think I did that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Group hug? No groping. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3438151-76329732?l=diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/76329732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/76329732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com/2002_05_05_archive.html#76329732' title=''/><author><name>racer96</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14692014828499529492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3438151.post-76327007</id><published>2002-05-08T19:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-08T19:04:19.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I haven't abandoned the blog, Mike :)  I just haven't had more than two seconds of my own in the past week!  I'm hoping that the arrival of my new boss is the beginning of a calmer, gentler workplace.  At least, I'm attempting to hope that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3438151-76327007?l=diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/76327007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/76327007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com/2002_05_05_archive.html#76327007' title=''/><author><name>Jenistar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10190409981844501593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3438151.post-76308147</id><published>2002-05-08T09:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-08T09:23:27.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I thought I would come in and say Hello to the blog.  I am having a lot of fun mixing things up with the alliance members, most of whom are irony-impaired.  It's going to be amusing to see them cannibalize each other.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, though, I would love to have some sort of game where it was all about the writing and the writing only.  And I don't think I would get that far in such a game, but it would be more fun than the predictable pagonging we are seeing.  But since the alliance turned it into a different sort of game, I am now playing a new game.  And if everyone ends up hating me, tant pis!  &lt;br /&gt;I'm an old lady and I need to get my jollies any which way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3438151-76308147?l=diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/76308147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/76308147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com/2002_05_05_archive.html#76308147' title=''/><author><name>Charlotte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12097081393297411154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3438151.post-76292252</id><published>2002-05-07T21:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-08T01:21:14.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Confruzzled - it was never a problem for me to change what was written there. You should know that I meant absolutely no harm by it and was horrified to hear that it upset you, so I knew that I had to set things right. No need to thank me dear, you deserve what has been written there in it's place.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3438151-76292252?l=diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/76292252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/76292252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com/2002_05_05_archive.html#76292252' title=''/><author><name>bb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08172789204399862399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3438151.post-76289032</id><published>2002-05-07T19:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-07T19:59:24.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yep, Fruzz, it looks like it's just the two of us. The shiny new toy has lost it's glitter I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3438151-76289032?l=diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/76289032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/76289032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com/2002_05_05_archive.html#76289032' title=''/><author><name>racer96</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14692014828499529492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3438151.post-76278257</id><published>2002-05-07T15:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-07T15:01:44.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have been whoring &lt;a href="http://713c.org" target="_blank"&gt;my blog&lt;/a&gt; a lot here lately. could that mean that i really want you to go? this, friends, is *not* one of life's mysteries. oh and i forgot to say before, Belinda, thank you so much for changing what you said in your profile! it's not that it really bothered me that much that makes me thankful, but the fact that you are so considerate as to actually care that it upset me...you are one of the few truly caring people i know! thanks again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3438151-76278257?l=diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/76278257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/76278257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com/2002_05_05_archive.html#76278257' title=''/><author><name>the bona fide egoist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09801323473630171912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3438151.post-76278103</id><published>2002-05-07T14:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-07T14:57:11.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wow, this blog has been dead. the only people that have posted in the last...7 days? are me and mike! and we are now both L to the O to the SERS, so our posts aren't even that relevant! come on contestants, lets see some chatter!&lt;br /&gt;PS i feel like...&lt;br /&gt;nah i'm not even gonna finish that, i was gonna write some stupid your mom joke, but it's not worth it.we'll just leave it at that i feel very sick, k? i think thats a good plan.&lt;br /&gt;PPS, i know i havnt really been writing in my diary very much, not that i ever do, but sometimes i post extremely shallow and unimportant things in &lt;a href="http://713c.org" target="_blank"&gt;my blog&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3438151-76278103?l=diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/76278103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/76278103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com/2002_05_05_archive.html#76278103' title=''/><author><name>the bona fide egoist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09801323473630171912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3438151.post-76241660</id><published>2002-05-06T17:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-06T17:48:55.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And, I'm off the island. Kit better not have been lying to me about the suntan lotion girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3438151-76241660?l=diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/76241660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/76241660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com/2002_05_05_archive.html#76241660' title=''/><author><name>racer96</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14692014828499529492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3438151.post-76141631</id><published>2002-05-03T19:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-03T19:49:41.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Congrats on the IC win Jen. I had a feeling that you'd win. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like I had a feeling that I would get no love from the judges. NO LOVE AT ALL! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good weekend and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3438151-76141631?l=diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/76141631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/76141631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com/2002_04_28_archive.html#76141631' title=''/><author><name>racer96</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14692014828499529492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3438151.post-76100654</id><published>2002-05-02T17:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-02T17:49:41.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There were some totally excellent IC's once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am a total retard for not learning to read the full instructions before I start hunt and pecking away at the keyboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3438151-76100654?l=diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/76100654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/76100654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com/2002_04_28_archive.html#76100654' title=''/><author><name>racer96</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14692014828499529492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3438151.post-76058340</id><published>2002-05-01T16:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-01T16:58:16.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>update on my kitty @ the diary.&lt;br /&gt;PS, go download the song Crazy Game of Poker by OAR. it's fun.&lt;br /&gt;PPS, i have been saying things unrelated to my cat at my &lt;a href="http://713c.org" target="_blank"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3438151-76058340?l=diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/76058340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/76058340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com/2002_04_28_archive.html#76058340' title=''/><author><name>the bona fide egoist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09801323473630171912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3438151.post-76036514</id><published>2002-05-01T05:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-01T05:06:44.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey, Matt--'sokay.  No worries :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would just like to say that writing this IC totally kicked my ass.  Which is not necessarily a bad thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3438151-76036514?l=diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/76036514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/76036514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com/2002_04_28_archive.html#76036514' title=''/><author><name>Jenistar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10190409981844501593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3438151.post-76020181</id><published>2002-04-30T17:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-30T17:37:24.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Jeni- I am so embarrassed!  Sorry about that.  It's just that I specifically remember going through the Bean Ring a long time ago and finding a diary that reminds me of yours.  This woman wrote about how she's in love and getting engaged. So... sorry about that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amelia- I just got Dreamweaver 4 recently.  Too bad I have no idea how to use it!  So I guess I'm stuck with my current layout for the time being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does everyone like the current IC topic?  I do.  I think the topics have gotten a lot better over time.  They're much more open-ended than the earlier ones.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took forever, but I finally figured out what I'm going to write about.  My entry's going up tomorrow.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should probably study for my Trig final, which is tomorrow.  Or shoot myself in the head.  Whichever comes first.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3438151-76020181?l=diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/76020181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/76020181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com/2002_04_28_archive.html#76020181' title=''/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04581120915727285317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3438151.post-75983415</id><published>2002-04-29T18:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-29T18:10:22.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey there Confruzzled, *hugs* , best wishes to Cinnamon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jen, thanks, that IC was long, and, uhm, tedious, and, uhhh, yeah. I was kinda thinking it would be my swan song. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, I have no clue why your posts aren't showing up. Stupid blogger is ticking me off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3438151-75983415?l=diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/75983415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/75983415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com/2002_04_28_archive.html#75983415' title=''/><author><name>racer96</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14692014828499529492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3438151.post-75958528</id><published>2002-04-29T05:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-29T05:03:18.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh, and if any of you know of a good CD burner for an iMac, I'm in the market for one and soliciting advice...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3438151-75958528?l=diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/75958528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/75958528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com/2002_04_28_archive.html#75958528' title=''/><author><name>Jenistar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10190409981844501593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3438151.post-75958520</id><published>2002-04-29T05:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-29T05:02:38.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh, Confruzzled.  Sending you and your kitty some good thoughts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt, I've never had ears :)  My first layout was, of course, a D-land template, which I learned how to change colors and type on.  Then Twiggle took pity on me and made me the first non-template layout I had, with little red stars throughout the background (it's still on my guestbook).  She also did my current layout, which she told me was inspired by my tattoo  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Mike, I wanted to say congratulations on your immunity status.  I really enjoyed your IC.  And Throcky, you know I'm going to miss having you with me around the campfire.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and to the judges--thanks for this week's IC topic.  My biggest problem this time is which option to choose!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3438151-75958520?l=diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/75958520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/75958520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com/2002_04_28_archive.html#75958520' title=''/><author><name>Jenistar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10190409981844501593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3438151.post-75941645</id><published>2002-04-28T17:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-28T17:34:53.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yeah, so, i won't be around here much for the next few weeks. i just found out that my cat has cancer, and it's pretty serious. read &lt;a href="http://confruzzled.diaryland.com/catcancer.html" target="_blank"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; for a better description. i'll update on his situation when i can.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3438151-75941645?l=diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/75941645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/75941645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com/2002_04_28_archive.html#75941645' title=''/><author><name>the bona fide egoist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09801323473630171912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3438151.post-75919221</id><published>2002-04-28T00:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-28T00:16:01.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Why can't you make your own layouts, Matt?  If you need a copy of Dreamweaver or Flash or something, I can hook you up.  Or a Wacom tablet?  I am a veritable storehouse of groovy knick-nacks!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish you could see all my old designs, they were so pretty.  My diary reverted itself to template sometime in the middle of last month and I lost them all, what you see these days is actually my very first design.  I may revert to a new one, once I set my machine up in the new apartment and the cable modem comes and ducks drop from the sky like little candy corn droplets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any software you want from me would be on the house, I have a CD burner around here somewhere.  The Wacom would cost ya, and I don't even know if I want to part with it.  I love my gadgets so...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3438151-75919221?l=diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/75919221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/75919221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com/2002_04_28_archive.html#75919221' title=''/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986025381780071515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3438151.post-75906064</id><published>2002-04-27T15:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-27T15:32:11.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey everybody.  I have a question for you all- what does everyone think of my layout?  The "wtf" picture seems to be down and I don't feel like fixing it much.  I'm tired of the grays- they depress me.  So I'm considering looking around for a new template. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait until I can make my own layouts.  Until then I guess I'm at the mercy of Beautify. Why is it that all the free templates have to be purple hearts, yellow moons, and green clovers?   These designers need to look past the Lucky Charms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh boy. I'm rambling.  Sorry.  I need sleep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I forget, Jeni:  this is going to sound weird, but I think I remember coming across your diary a loooong time ago.  Did you ever have a green layout with a picture of an ear on it?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I'll shut up now.  Must... sleepp.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3438151-75906064?l=diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/75906064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/75906064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com/2002_04_21_archive.html#75906064' title=''/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04581120915727285317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3438151.post-75867062</id><published>2002-04-26T17:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-26T17:08:19.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok, I haven't posted in a while, because, well, I just didn't feel like it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I just wanted to greet Malkavia. She's here now too. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3438151-75867062?l=diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/75867062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/75867062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com/2002_04_21_archive.html#75867062' title=''/><author><name>racer96</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14692014828499529492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3438151.post-75866585</id><published>2002-04-26T16:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-26T16:49:59.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I &lt;3 you guys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3438151-75866585?l=diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/75866585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/75866585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com/2002_04_21_archive.html#75866585' title=''/><author><name>malkavia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11737116656587101702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3438151.post-75780853</id><published>2002-04-24T13:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-24T13:47:54.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My AIM name is Unigaga and I'll be online off-and-on for the remainder of the day if anyone wants to say hi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3438151-75780853?l=diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/75780853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/75780853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com/2002_04_21_archive.html#75780853' title=''/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986025381780071515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3438151.post-75739585</id><published>2002-04-23T14:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-23T14:06:15.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had a Tamagotchi too! I remember once I left him someplace over a weekend and when I came back he was sitting in a pile of digital feces, looking forlorn. Then I dropped him down some stairs and he died. It was sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling stuck for this IC? Write about me! It's easy, just mention sex, earwax-eating, or heartache and you're set.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3438151-75739585?l=diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/75739585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/75739585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com/2002_04_21_archive.html#75739585' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00544029069327225100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3438151.post-75726263</id><published>2002-04-23T06:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-23T06:29:10.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Heh.  I used to have a tamagotchi!  I named him Banky, after the character from Chasing Amy.  One of my coworkers spilled pineapple juice in him and killed him.  I mourned for days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mariel, we'll miss you!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't quite decided who I'm going to choose for this IC.  Anyone want to nominate themselves?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3438151-75726263?l=diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/75726263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/75726263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com/2002_04_21_archive.html#75726263' title=''/><author><name>Jenistar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10190409981844501593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3438151.post-75722405</id><published>2002-04-23T03:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-23T03:09:16.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'd just like to say that for some reason I found this weeks IC really hard and dreaded writing it. I suppose that explains my half-hearted effort. I had no idea who to choose and went with the person who I felt I could do the most with, and it turns out that I could do hardly anything with them at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. Tamagotchis are back in fashion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3438151-75722405?l=diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/75722405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/75722405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com/2002_04_21_archive.html#75722405' title=''/><author><name>bb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08172789204399862399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3438151.post-75699102</id><published>2002-04-22T13:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-22T13:38:16.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey you guys!  I'm walking around in the woods with some beef jerky in my mouth.  Somebody better come and bust me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3438151-75699102?l=diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/75699102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/75699102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com/2002_04_21_archive.html#75699102' title=''/><author><name>Charlotte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12097081393297411154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3438151.post-75698471</id><published>2002-04-22T13:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-22T13:23:18.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well, wouldn't it be nice if my &lt;a href="http://dork.com/" target="_blank"&gt;email server&lt;/a&gt; was working, so i actually had a vague idea of WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON AROUND HERE! askjalskdafhjkl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3438151-75698471?l=diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/75698471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/75698471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com/2002_04_21_archive.html#75698471' title=''/><author><name>the bona fide egoist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09801323473630171912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3438151.post-75695421</id><published>2002-04-22T11:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-22T11:54:31.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>bye everyone. it was great playing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3438151-75695421?l=diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/75695421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/75695421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com/2002_04_21_archive.html#75695421' title=''/><author><name>mariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00867812108239738533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3438151.post-75695232</id><published>2002-04-22T11:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-22T11:49:40.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The special voting jury idea is really the best way of handling the tie, and I'm not just saying that because I'm on it.  At first I thought it would be best to have a special immunity challenge between Mariel and Ladeeleroy, but I actually like this idea better now.  The judges shouldn't have the responsibility of voting someone off. We should.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does anyone else have any comments on how the game is going?  This blog has been getting a little stagnant lately.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3438151-75695232?l=diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/75695232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/75695232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com/2002_04_21_archive.html#75695232' title=''/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04581120915727285317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3438151.post-75617555</id><published>2002-04-20T05:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-20T05:34:53.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think the judges handled the tie-breaking situation well, don't you? I only kick myself because I could've been on the special voting force if I hadn't missed a TC. Cursed, cursed! Anyway, I trust that the voters will make the right choice (whatever the "right choice" is, which I haven't quite been able to figure out myself), and we can go back to moving the game along toward my inevitable victory -- I mean, uh... yeah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3438151-75617555?l=diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/75617555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/75617555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com/2002_04_14_archive.html#75617555' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00544029069327225100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3438151.post-75612680</id><published>2002-04-19T23:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-19T23:10:49.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nobody used this on Friday. How sad. Come use this damnit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait a second. It's friday night. I'm at work. You're all out, not at work. You all suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3438151-75612680?l=diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/75612680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/75612680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com/2002_04_14_archive.html#75612680' title=''/><author><name>racer96</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14692014828499529492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3438151.post-75564436</id><published>2002-04-18T16:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-18T16:30:12.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Did you guys see my balls-about-town entry?  I'm so proud, I have to mention it here.  &lt;a href=http://www.sulzanti.net/sg/balls&gt;Pictures!&lt;/a&gt;  That's me and Kyle, and Ryan is the skinny guy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3438151-75564436?l=diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/75564436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/75564436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com/2002_04_14_archive.html#75564436' title=''/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986025381780071515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3438151.post-75561890</id><published>2002-04-18T15:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-18T15:10:09.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wow, you guys write long posts that are serious and meaningful. i write about JP having my babies. maybe *that's* why i got voted off!&lt;br /&gt;but, seriously. why is everyone so bitter? i mean i know this game is competitive and you always have to be on your feet etc etc but that doesn't mean you have to be bitter and nasty. and i don't mean to be the stupid 14 year old girl with no problems and a nieve "don't worry, be happy, everything is good, smile, happy faces, rainbows and colorful things, yay!" attitude, because god knows that's not me. but i have found that getting yourself worked up over small things such as these, some stupid alliance, some person who wants to be voted out, etc, isn't worth it. i used to get upset over stupid things, and you know what? it gave me gastritis. for 2 years. so my advice is to just let these things pass. if people want to be stupid and do stupid things, let them. it's their problem not yours. if you get voted off, don't be bitter and get mad at everyone and rant like an asshole. just shrug it off, be honest with yourself and say hey i'm upset but whatever. it's cool. &lt;br /&gt;i'm saying this because i don't like to see you all getting upset! and remember that i'm not trying to lecture anyone, just voicing my opinion, and maybe giving a little advice. i love each and everyone one of you, there is not one person here that i dislike, remember that too. if it seems like i'm speaking of you in particular, don't stress. i'm not.&lt;br /&gt;yesssss, now i can go back to posting my usual infrequent nonsense. word son!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3438151-75561890?l=diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/75561890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/75561890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com/2002_04_14_archive.html#75561890' title=''/><author><name>the bona fide egoist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09801323473630171912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3438151.post-75561836</id><published>2002-04-18T15:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-18T15:08:17.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i was in the gymnasium scene - where they are giving their speeches. i still haven't found me on the dvd, but i know where i was sitting.  we actually were on both sides of the gym as they didn't have enough extras.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and while i would love to write something based on people here, i never write based on real people because i find that it hinders me and keeps me from giving a character faults.  since none of you guys have any.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but we've got laura dern.  if someone were to be i'd pick matt damon.  i don't look like matt damon.  in fact, i'm so far from matt damon that the light from matt damon wouldn't even hit me.  but since he can be a crying smart guy (ala good will hunting) and a maniacal bad guy (ala ripley) and a smarmy kiss ass (i'm thinking chasing amy), then i think he can pull off being me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who would play everyone else?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3438151-75561836?l=diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/75561836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/75561836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com/2002_04_14_archive.html#75561836' title=''/><author><name>jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175015812224665281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3438151.post-75559240</id><published>2002-04-18T13:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-18T13:54:08.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>CR was a great movie!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where were you in Election?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3438151-75559240?l=diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/75559240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3438151/posts/default/75559240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diarysurvivor3.blogspot.com/2002_04_14_archive.html#75559240' title=''/><author><name>Jenistar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10190409981844501593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
