<?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-14867811</id><updated>2011-12-14T18:58:31.432-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flipynif</title><subtitle type='html'>This is my blog.  Flipynif is my online persona.  kinda like a drunk me with random intelligence.  I'm also making this my babies journal as she grows.  Read it if you will, otherwise just click the Google Ads.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flipynif.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flipynif.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>flipynif</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01117882024017993075</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>66</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14867811.post-116146048119699328</id><published>2006-10-21T12:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T09:24:52.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Video from last night...</title><summary type='text'>Yes this is me and a friend making complete asses of ourselves.  Luckily the really bad rides where I landed upside down were not filmed. :pThe Video :)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/116146048119699328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/116146048119699328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flipynif.blogspot.com/2006/10/video-from-last-night.html' title='A Video from last night...'/><author><name>flipynif</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01117882024017993075</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-14867811.post-116144954635174534</id><published>2006-10-21T09:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T10:21:25.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yup that's me, wearing my safety helmet from last night...a 13 beer night turned into a sore today.I moved to a new city now... not by choice mind you.  Champagne and I are not together, we had a bit of a falling out, which the Police were involved in.  Great night!Basically we were both drunk and I left the kids unsupervised for two minutes which started a fight and she got violent.  Aparently I</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/116144954635174534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/116144954635174534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flipynif.blogspot.com/2006/10/yup-thats-me-wearing-my-safety-helmet.html' title=''/><author><name>flipynif</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01117882024017993075</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-14867811.post-115557236025489139</id><published>2006-08-14T09:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T09:19:20.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My life is the worlds worst reality show...</title><summary type='text'>Before I start my possibly long story (I don't know if i really feel like typing the whole thing, as my fingers might try to kill me)...Here is a link to some of the best comics i've ever read, and a new one gets written every week...Cheston ComicsHere is a small example of the humour below, great stuff ;)Funny, funny comic.Pure quality..dotdotdot..Anyway, there seems to be a need for drama in </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/115557236025489139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/115557236025489139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flipynif.blogspot.com/2006/08/my-life-is-worlds-worst-reality-show.html' title='My life is the worlds worst reality show...'/><author><name>flipynif</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01117882024017993075</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-14867811.post-115393319477378381</id><published>2006-07-26T09:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T09:59:54.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aio, quantitas magna frumentorum est</title><summary type='text'>good old corn...Life is getting more and more hectic.  At work I am not getting a lot more computers in as well as doing support and now the front desk on top of all that in the afternoons.... no raise in pay though.Phoenix is walking around getting into everything now, she won't sit still at all.  If you put her on your lap she'll fight to get off.  She says Ball now (sounds like Baow) and is </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/115393319477378381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/115393319477378381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flipynif.blogspot.com/2006/07/aio-quantitas-magna-frumentorum-est.html' title='Aio, quantitas magna frumentorum est'/><author><name>flipynif</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01117882024017993075</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-14867811.post-115204412420496940</id><published>2006-07-04T13:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T13:17:26.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun</title><summary type='text'>Haven't posted for a long time again.  The internet is getting rather boring to me.  I'm an ISP tech so I sit on it all day.... sighPhoenix is one year old now and walking around lots outside and inside.  She squeels and laughs with pride of her accomplishment.She got another bladder infection with super high temperatures, but we combated that with antibiotics.  She had chicken pox right before </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/115204412420496940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/115204412420496940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flipynif.blogspot.com/2006/07/fun.html' title='Fun'/><author><name>flipynif</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01117882024017993075</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-14867811.post-114840418425403743</id><published>2006-05-23T10:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T10:13:35.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Step step fall on bum</title><summary type='text'>Phoenix is now walking a bit without holding onto things.  She stand no problem but doesn't like to fall, so is a little apprehensive about walking.She's up to 7 teeth now and is quite miserable with the teething.  Also getting super tall, she is taller than my upper body now and larger than some 2 year olds i've seen.  Yikes.Dug up my rentals properties lawn and planted new seed on the weekend, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/114840418425403743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/114840418425403743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flipynif.blogspot.com/2006/05/step-step-fall-on-bum.html' title='Step step fall on bum'/><author><name>flipynif</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01117882024017993075</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-14867811.post-114416475343022457</id><published>2006-04-04T08:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T08:32:33.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Testicle, testicle, one two three</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday I passed teh 70-210 in my MCSA track, w00t.  I ended up studying for 3 days on it.  I don't think that is a good tactic at all and won't repeat.Here are some pics from x-mas this year...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/114416475343022457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/114416475343022457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flipynif.blogspot.com/2006/04/testicle-testicle-one-two-three.html' title='Testicle, testicle, one two three'/><author><name>flipynif</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01117882024017993075</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-14867811.post-114358038196914523</id><published>2006-03-28T13:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T13:21:58.710-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid Groups</title><summary type='text'>What the fuck is with "groups"?  Why is it I have to tip-toe around these people, be it becasue of a life choice or how they were born.  I'm not racist in the least nor do I hate anyone, but this tip-toeing thing harms my own rights as a human being.When I say groups i am reffering to groups of people in society (sexual prefs, skin colour, etc).  Everyone needs a freakin parade, they fight to be </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/114358038196914523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/114358038196914523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flipynif.blogspot.com/2006/03/stupid-groups.html' title='Stupid Groups'/><author><name>flipynif</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01117882024017993075</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-14867811.post-114261613770624823</id><published>2006-03-17T09:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T13:42:08.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well above is a new pic of phoenix, taken days ago.  She is trying so many new words, it's great, she'll say bye and hi and dat? (for what's that).  She is very expressive when she talks.  She'll raise her eyebrows and be like OOO UH!! And have her index finger pointed in the air.  Haven't quite figured out what she means, since picking her up doesn't stop this expressions/story telling.Draven is</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/114261613770624823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/114261613770624823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flipynif.blogspot.com/2006/03/well-above-is-new-pic-of-phoenix-taken.html' title=''/><author><name>flipynif</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01117882024017993075</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-14867811.post-114200977959375311</id><published>2006-03-10T08:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T08:56:19.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NO!</title><summary type='text'>Wow am I lazy....haven't posted for a while.So anyway, Taylor is still getting in shit at school.  Trying to be a class clown and basically is disruptive and has no respect for others or their property.  Report card showed lots of good comments on the work he actually does, but said he is disruptive and stuff.Draven is developing an attitude problem, but that's alright, he is only 4 and still </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/114200977959375311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/114200977959375311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flipynif.blogspot.com/2006/03/no.html' title='NO!'/><author><name>flipynif</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01117882024017993075</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-14867811.post-114055808913042709</id><published>2006-02-21T13:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T13:41:29.156-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grey Hairs</title><summary type='text'>Well Taylor is at it again, got another call from the school on Monday.  He stole money from teh teachers desk that was there from a student to pay for some stupid field trip.  After being caught he was sent to go get it from where he hid it, which he did, he then threw the money into a yard outside teh schoolgrounds.  Fuck kids are stupid.The Vice Princiapl called and gave Champ shit saying she </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/114055808913042709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/114055808913042709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flipynif.blogspot.com/2006/02/grey-hairs.html' title='Grey Hairs'/><author><name>flipynif</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01117882024017993075</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-14867811.post-114028392648773532</id><published>2006-02-18T09:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T09:32:06.500-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kids, kids kids</title><summary type='text'>So Taylor got in shit again.  This time he's gone back to stealing money from me.  He stole $5, took it to school and gave it to the teacher for hot lunch.  The teacher, knowing Taylor, had the principal question him.  HIs first lie was that mom gave it to him, the second lie was that some Matt kid gave it to him, the third lie was taht some kid on the bus gave it to him.  Anyway, he got hom and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/114028392648773532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/114028392648773532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flipynif.blogspot.com/2006/02/kids-kids-kids.html' title='Kids, kids kids'/><author><name>flipynif</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01117882024017993075</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-14867811.post-113950259095987612</id><published>2006-02-09T08:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T08:29:50.976-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I have had a cold now for quite some time.  It's not teh bombsauce.Speaking of which my new website is now www.bombsauce.com.  It's a basic shell that will be completely different when completed.  I just use wordpress for now, but i have fireworks on the go at home.  With some Flash.Phoenix stands on her own now.  I had to lower her crib mattress so she doesn't jump out of her crib.  Last night I</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/113950259095987612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/113950259095987612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flipynif.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-have-had-cold-now-for-quite-some.html' title=''/><author><name>flipynif</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01117882024017993075</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-14867811.post-113899091153072529</id><published>2006-02-03T10:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-03T10:21:51.540-08:00</updated><title type='text'>They Grow Fast</title><summary type='text'>I woke up this morning to Phoenix standing in her crib looking at me bouncing and smiling.  Time to lower the mattress before she climbs out.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/113899091153072529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/113899091153072529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flipynif.blogspot.com/2006/02/they-grow-fast.html' title='They Grow Fast'/><author><name>flipynif</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01117882024017993075</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-14867811.post-113829235798134920</id><published>2006-01-26T08:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T08:19:17.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Knowing is half teh battle</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday: Taylor got in shit for throwing stuff at a house and was made to write a letter of apology.  He said it was grade 6'ers and they threatened him.So anyway, Taylor swears up and down he didn't do it.  He seems to be getting bullied as well at school.  I know how this feels as I was as well for a short time until I snapped and beat the shit out of the bullies, which unfortunantly made me </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/113829235798134920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/113829235798134920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flipynif.blogspot.com/2006/01/knowing-is-half-teh-battle.html' title='Knowing is half teh battle'/><author><name>flipynif</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01117882024017993075</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-14867811.post-113823520558503439</id><published>2006-01-25T16:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T16:26:45.596-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well Taylor got in shit again at school.  Aparently he was throwing things at houses this time.  Champ got a phone call from the school this afternoon.Upon confronting Taylor he said the grade 6's did it and told him if he didn't take the blame he would get the shit kicked out of him.  Being in grade 2 i could see the threat as taken seriously.  Oh well I'll find out when i get home...Phoenix's </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/113823520558503439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/113823520558503439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flipynif.blogspot.com/2006/01/well-taylor-got-in-shit-again-at.html' title=''/><author><name>flipynif</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01117882024017993075</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-14867811.post-113812792185246921</id><published>2006-01-24T10:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T10:38:41.863-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Caveat emptor</title><summary type='text'>Aparently people are reading this blog.  Oh well, I guess anyone can be bored it IS the internet and we all know that there are only a few websites out there to entertain, not millions.Anyway back to my own shit...I bought a Universal Gym the other day.  Unfortuantly I did not have a truck to get it home, management would not let me see the size of the box at Wal-Mart so I had to guess.  It ended</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/113812792185246921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/113812792185246921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flipynif.blogspot.com/2006/01/caveat-emptor.html' title='Caveat emptor'/><author><name>flipynif</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01117882024017993075</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-14867811.post-113786785846122302</id><published>2006-01-21T10:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-21T10:27:38.730-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I learned something new, actually this thought just passed through my mind last night and I caught it.  I don't know if this phrase has already been coined, if not I coin it now:Kids are good if they think they will get something out of it.  Adults are good if they know they will get something out of it.Kids will behave themselves with promises of prizes but adults will behave themselves because </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/113786785846122302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/113786785846122302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flipynif.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-learned-something-new-actually-this.html' title=''/><author><name>flipynif</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01117882024017993075</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-14867811.post-113778251411519930</id><published>2006-01-20T10:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-21T10:28:15.396-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kids can be dumb</title><summary type='text'>So Taylor (the oldest) decided to skip the bus (for the 3rd time) and go to a friends house.  in fact, he arrived there first and told the mother he was expected.  He knows better than this.  Basically I had the school in a panic and Champagne was freaking.  We found out that he was at his friends at about 4pm.When asking Taylor how he expected to get home he replied "I guess i'd have to stay </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/113778251411519930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/113778251411519930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flipynif.blogspot.com/2006/01/kids-can-be-dumb.html' title='Kids can be dumb'/><author><name>flipynif</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01117882024017993075</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-14867811.post-113769200179313866</id><published>2006-01-19T09:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T09:33:21.806-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BABA GAGA!</title><summary type='text'>So Phoenix started to babble again.Yesterday afternoon I was looking up on the net why she would have stopped babbling, which she did for a while.  Pages suggested taking her to a Audiologist for testing.  I was all prepared to make her an appointment today.  When I got home she looked at me and started babbling.Murphy's law surrounds me.All night she was saying BABA GAGA at her toys while she </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/113769200179313866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/113769200179313866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flipynif.blogspot.com/2006/01/baba-gaga.html' title='BABA GAGA!'/><author><name>flipynif</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01117882024017993075</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-14867811.post-113710717834940098</id><published>2006-01-12T15:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T15:06:18.360-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fussy with Ouchies</title><summary type='text'>So Phoenix not only has one tooth coming in,  she in fact has 3.  Two on the bottom and her eye tooth at the top.She whines all night in her sleep, even with tylenol.  It must hurt her mouth for those little teeth to come in.I hate computers and am about to stop being a tech....the receent stories ared too long to type today, maybe another day</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/113710717834940098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/113710717834940098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flipynif.blogspot.com/2006/01/fussy-with-ouchies.html' title='Fussy with Ouchies'/><author><name>flipynif</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01117882024017993075</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-14867811.post-113656943565365416</id><published>2006-01-06T09:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T09:43:55.663-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long days and children surround</title><summary type='text'>So i'm going to be working 12 hour days now for a couple weeks and i'll be working 7 days a week.  Mastercard better appreciate this crap.Last night after my first 12 hour shift I got home to fucking pademonium.  I was stopped even before I got into the house by Champagne who aparently got into a fight with my roomate and they both freaked out yelling and swearing and throwing shit in front of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/113656943565365416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/113656943565365416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flipynif.blogspot.com/2006/01/long-days-and-children-surround.html' title='Long days and children surround'/><author><name>flipynif</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01117882024017993075</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-14867811.post-113633341492452136</id><published>2006-01-03T16:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T16:10:14.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happiness is lying in your own filth</title><summary type='text'>Well Phoenix is a super dooper crawler now.  She has no problems crawling around te house and rolling around on her sides and back.  She also has dicovered how to remove her diaper using her index finger.  She is almost seven months old now (Jan 6 is 7 months).  Back to the diaper removing...Last night while I was working on a computer Phoenix must have pooped her diaper and decided she would get</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/113633341492452136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/113633341492452136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flipynif.blogspot.com/2006/01/happiness-is-lying-in-your-own-filth.html' title='Happiness is lying in your own filth'/><author><name>flipynif</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01117882024017993075</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-14867811.post-113509610511842353</id><published>2005-12-20T08:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T08:28:25.133-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Noise and More Noise</title><summary type='text'>Phoenix is a babbling machine.  She is constantly making noise now and will not sit still.  If you have her sitting on my lap she will stretch herself out and become stiff as a board so I canot sit her down, or she will start bouncing.  She likes to kinda throw her head around and tilt it sideways when she looks at things.I am so bored all the time now, I just work, go home, work, go to Safeway, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/113509610511842353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/113509610511842353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flipynif.blogspot.com/2005/12/noise-and-more-noise.html' title='Noise and More Noise'/><author><name>flipynif</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01117882024017993075</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-14867811.post-113450857573129432</id><published>2005-12-13T13:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T13:16:15.743-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Babies are freakin weird</title><summary type='text'>It's snowy here, sunny too.  I hate christmas.Anyway...Phoenix is up to the stage of copying people.  If you go Ha ha ha, she will softy repeat it back and even get close to the pitch.  It's super cute.I noticed the other day when I was talking to her she suddenly tilted her head sideways (like a puppy does) maybe ot get a better look.  She does this a lot now when she looks at anything that </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/113450857573129432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/113450857573129432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flipynif.blogspot.com/2005/12/babies-are-freakin-weird.html' title='Babies are freakin weird'/><author><name>flipynif</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01117882024017993075</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-14867811.post-113408323240042206</id><published>2005-12-08T15:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T15:07:12.410-08:00</updated><title type='text'>To blog or not to blog</title><summary type='text'>Wow, I don't update this journal too often.  Anyway..Phoenix is doing very well, she's almost crawling.  When we put her on her tummy she gets her knees under herself and pushes herself forward or sits there and wiggles her butt while she cooes and squeels.  She gets her chest up too but doesn't quite get the movement to crawl down.As usual she is a super happy girl and loves everyone, except her</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/113408323240042206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/113408323240042206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flipynif.blogspot.com/2005/12/to-blog-or-not-to-blog.html' title='To blog or not to blog'/><author><name>flipynif</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01117882024017993075</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-14867811.post-113216060815246792</id><published>2005-11-16T09:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T09:03:28.163-08:00</updated><title type='text'>VROOM!</title><summary type='text'>So i bought a car yesterday...That is it, well not the exact one I bought but looks exactly the same and in the same condition.  It's a good start.Phoenix is starting to almost crawl, she gets her butt up and pushes her upper body up but just doesn't lift her head.  She can move herself forward.She is over her growling stage and is into making noises while she inhales, it's kinda creepy too but </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/113216060815246792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/113216060815246792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flipynif.blogspot.com/2005/11/vroom.html' title='VROOM!'/><author><name>flipynif</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01117882024017993075</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-14867811.post-113164142318142325</id><published>2005-11-10T08:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T08:50:23.190-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Syllables of Mumbo Jumbo</title><summary type='text'>Phoenix is now up to about three syllables.  She will coo WA BA BA and stuff like that.  She gets excited pretty easily and is still all smiles.  If I sing to her she puts her head down and tries to grab her toes smiling huge for some reason.Yesterday I passed her a rubber ducky saying WAK WAK WAK (quacking like a duck, yeah i'm a dork) and she grabbed it and said WA WA in her soft little voice.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/113164142318142325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/113164142318142325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flipynif.blogspot.com/2005/11/syllables-of-mumbo-jumbo.html' title='Syllables of Mumbo Jumbo'/><author><name>flipynif</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01117882024017993075</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-14867811.post-113087010698713989</id><published>2005-11-01T10:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T10:35:07.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cause of death: Death</title><summary type='text'>Halloween was last night.  W00t.My spirit for any holidays (made up or not) seems to have been totally killed.  Halloween is a bullshit waste of money and time.  The kids like it I guess.Taylor (7) was an army private.  I went to the Army suplus and got him a paratrooper shirt with the nametag: Sanchez.  man I love that name it always makes me laugh.  I did his face in camo which was a learning </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/113087010698713989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/113087010698713989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flipynif.blogspot.com/2005/11/cause-of-death-death.html' title='Cause of death: Death'/><author><name>flipynif</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01117882024017993075</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-14867811.post-113025664097290761</id><published>2005-10-25T09:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T09:10:40.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost a Laugh but merely a Giggle</title><summary type='text'>Last night I decided to have some fun with Phoenix.  I blew raspberries on her tummy, then switched to her sides.  She new what was going to happen everytimes and screamed or squeeled in anticipation.  Champ then made pop sounds with her mouth and would sneak up and tickle her.  When Phoenix saw her coming she would scream and then giggle.  She almost had a fullout laugh.  So close.I'll do it </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/113025664097290761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/113025664097290761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flipynif.blogspot.com/2005/10/almost-laugh-but-merely-giggle.html' title='Almost a Laugh but merely a Giggle'/><author><name>flipynif</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01117882024017993075</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-14867811.post-112993028254864657</id><published>2005-10-21T14:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T14:31:22.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Constant Blab</title><summary type='text'>It's been a couple since I last wrote here.  I don't want to die as much anymore, though the thoughts always there.Phoenix now coos and squeels constantly when she is awake.  She won't stop.  It's pretty cute/loud.She said Hi to me last night.  Well it sounded exactly like Hi.  She was sitting on mommies lap and turned to me and said Hi.  Blah it wounds like i'm beating a dead horse.Nothing else </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/112993028254864657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/112993028254864657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flipynif.blogspot.com/2005/10/constant-blab.html' title='Constant Blab'/><author><name>flipynif</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01117882024017993075</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-14867811.post-112930368947115757</id><published>2005-10-14T08:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T08:28:09.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I want to die</title><summary type='text'>Last night for three hours I was told that everything is my fault.  Aparently everything Champagne does is my fault and everything I do is my fault.This morning was a repeat as she woke me at 6:30 to tell me this some more.I understand evrything is my fault now and I am a terrible person.  I do nothing right and bring everyone down to my level.  Everyone is behind Champ and everyone talk badly </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/112930368947115757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/112930368947115757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flipynif.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-want-to-die.html' title='I want to die'/><author><name>flipynif</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01117882024017993075</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-14867811.post-112880147652837099</id><published>2005-10-08T12:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T12:57:56.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Insanity and Tests</title><summary type='text'>I recently did an online "head test" that a friend recommended.  Here is my results from the question is answered:Disorder | RatingParanoid: Very HighSchizoid: Very HighSchizotypal: Very HighAntisocial: HighBorderline: Very HighHistrionic: HighNarcissistic: Very HighAvoidant: HighDependent: ModerateObsessive-Compulsive: HighIt seems fairly accurate aside from the Narcissism.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/112880147652837099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/112880147652837099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flipynif.blogspot.com/2005/10/insanity-and-tests.html' title='Insanity and Tests'/><author><name>flipynif</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01117882024017993075</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-14867811.post-112854681243273471</id><published>2005-10-05T14:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T14:13:32.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hhumour and Intelligence</title><summary type='text'>Well I am not posting as often here as I should.  I'll keep it short anyway.Phoenix is getting smart and starting to devlope a sense of humour.  She had one before but now she is the one showing the humour not just smiling and cooing..It all started when she was drinking her bottle.  I was her and kep tugging on it going BOOP BOOP BOOP.  She stared into my eyes and putting her hands on the bottle</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/112854681243273471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/112854681243273471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flipynif.blogspot.com/2005/10/hhumour-and-intelligence.html' title='Hhumour and Intelligence'/><author><name>flipynif</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01117882024017993075</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-14867811.post-112794404027219721</id><published>2005-09-28T14:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T14:47:20.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hilarity and Sadism</title><summary type='text'>This is one of the funniest things I have ever seen!FUNNY</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/112794404027219721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/112794404027219721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flipynif.blogspot.com/2005/09/hilarity-and-sadism.html' title='Hilarity and Sadism'/><author><name>flipynif</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01117882024017993075</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-14867811.post-112784110762397722</id><published>2005-09-27T09:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T15:10:20.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Needles and Screams</title><summary type='text'>Nice title, eh.So last week Phoenix had her flu shots. Four of them in total, the nurse was so gentle and kind that Phoenix had to cry and bleed with joy! Must have been great!Two days later Phoenix had a temperture of 39.5 celcius (103.44 farenhuit). So at 4am I joyously got up and went to the hospital only to find a Doctor who must have just woken up because he was so nice and caring and really</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/112784110762397722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/112784110762397722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flipynif.blogspot.com/2005/09/needles-and-screams.html' title='Needles and Screams'/><author><name>flipynif</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01117882024017993075</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-14867811.post-112733653496997811</id><published>2005-09-21T13:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T14:02:14.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Buggies are not fun</title><summary type='text'>So I bought a buggy and playpen last night.  Easy task?  Hell no!I went to the Superstore and they only had one jogger left (they have 3 large tires).  So I asked to buy the floor model at a discount.  3 managers later I finally said fuckit and went to WalMart.  I found a clerk halfway across teh store and asked for help. After she was done sauntering around doing some sort of menial task she </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/112733653496997811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/112733653496997811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flipynif.blogspot.com/2005/09/buggies-are-not-fun.html' title='Buggies are not fun'/><author><name>flipynif</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01117882024017993075</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-14867811.post-112724472273682580</id><published>2005-09-20T12:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T12:32:02.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Energy and Madness</title><summary type='text'>Well it's official..Phoenix is now a HYPER BABY!Last night (as usual) she got up in the middle of the night super hungry.  I after eating then she does not want to go to sleep but wants to play.Phoenix can now:Roll on her stomachScream (quick high pitched squeel)When put on shoulder, push herself back, pull at my face, scream in my ear then climb up my body and proceed to suck/bite my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/112724472273682580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/112724472273682580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flipynif.blogspot.com/2005/09/energy-and-madness.html' title='Energy and Madness'/><author><name>flipynif</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01117882024017993075</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-14867811.post-112689161077874508</id><published>2005-09-16T10:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T10:26:50.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures and Classiness</title><summary type='text'>Bought some vblack and white film to get some nice pictures.  I will do them this weekend.I hope the camera works, it's oldschool.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/112689161077874508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/112689161077874508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flipynif.blogspot.com/2005/09/pictures-and-classiness.html' title='Pictures and Classiness'/><author><name>flipynif</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01117882024017993075</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-14867811.post-112683391233083633</id><published>2005-09-15T18:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T18:25:12.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More pics</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/112683391233083633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/112683391233083633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flipynif.blogspot.com/2005/09/more-pics.html' title='More pics'/><author><name>flipynif</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01117882024017993075</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-14867811.post-112683363866480161</id><published>2005-09-15T18:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T18:20:38.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Phoenix Pics</title><summary type='text'>Some more pics of my little girl</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/112683363866480161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/112683363866480161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flipynif.blogspot.com/2005/09/phoenix-pics.html' title='Phoenix Pics'/><author><name>flipynif</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01117882024017993075</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-14867811.post-112679966246433159</id><published>2005-09-15T08:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T08:54:22.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cold Showers and Gasless Nights</title><summary type='text'>Well I had my gas cut off the other day.  I guess my payment last month was not big enough.  I did not receive a disconnection notice but that's ok.  I'll pay them today and get some hot water back...Phoenix has discovered that she really likes her feet.  She grabs them and won't let go, and will eventually try to eat them.  Every toy I give her she'll stare all cross eyed then put in her mouth. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/112679966246433159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/112679966246433159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flipynif.blogspot.com/2005/09/cold-showers-and-gasless-nights.html' title='Cold Showers and Gasless Nights'/><author><name>flipynif</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01117882024017993075</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-14867811.post-112630138520051348</id><published>2005-09-09T14:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T14:29:45.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hangovers and Drunken Nights</title><summary type='text'>Well I woke up drunk this morning...it was neatoDon't really remeber last night.  I do remember getting mad at some 15 year old for flipping me off but I didn't beat him up as I was wasted...Nothing much new to report...Phoenix is doing well, she coos lots n lots and smiles.  Her teeth are coming in so she gets a little cranky...Champs still a psycho..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/112630138520051348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/112630138520051348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flipynif.blogspot.com/2005/09/hangovers-and-drunken-nights.html' title='Hangovers and Drunken Nights'/><author><name>flipynif</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01117882024017993075</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-14867811.post-112558899145008757</id><published>2005-09-01T08:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T08:36:31.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fighting and Flabbergation</title><summary type='text'>Good Morning:Well it seems that Champagne is now going to nitpick everything I do.  I told her this morning that her jeans looked fine and got in trouble.  Aparently fine is a bad word.  The other day I brought home smokes and she decided to take them all for herself.I don't really know about women, but i am not into fighting constantly, it's bad for the kids.....</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/112558899145008757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/112558899145008757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flipynif.blogspot.com/2005/09/fighting-and-flabbergation.html' title='Fighting and Flabbergation'/><author><name>flipynif</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01117882024017993075</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-14867811.post-112518068368973296</id><published>2005-08-27T15:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-27T15:11:23.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Neighbours suck</title><summary type='text'>Well my stress has increased by quite a bit lately.First things....The government held Champs child tax benefit because she did her taxes late. The person she called said (after I did her online taxes) that they would send it anyway it would just be late. He failed to make a note of that and we are out quite a bit this month. Right before school too :(The neighbours daughter is trying to run our </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/112518068368973296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/112518068368973296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flipynif.blogspot.com/2005/08/neighbours-suck.html' title='Neighbours suck'/><author><name>flipynif</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01117882024017993075</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-14867811.post-112491001959236798</id><published>2005-08-24T11:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T12:00:19.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BTW</title><summary type='text'>The bill below is for $16,000.00 approx.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/112491001959236798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/112491001959236798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flipynif.blogspot.com/2005/08/btw.html' title='BTW'/><author><name>flipynif</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01117882024017993075</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-14867811.post-112490995761375179</id><published>2005-08-24T11:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T11:41:10.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Humour and hardship</title><summary type='text'>Another day another dollar...I've decided to post a humourous picture with every post now to give the site some colour.This one is an internet bill for someone, I found it hilarious that they tried to bill someone for using their P2P (filesharing).Anyway...Phoenix is developing fast. She is quite long and will fit 6 month old clothes (lenghtwise) and she is not quite 3 months. Shes skinny and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/112490995761375179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/112490995761375179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flipynif.blogspot.com/2005/08/humour-and-hardship.html' title='Humour and hardship'/><author><name>flipynif</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01117882024017993075</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-14867811.post-112483128740840740</id><published>2005-08-23T14:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T14:08:07.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Surgery and Deflated Balloons</title><summary type='text'>So I had to miss a week of work last week.  Champagne woke up Monday morning whining that her tummy hurt really bad.  I told her to go to the hospital.  It got her out of my hair, I wasn't in a listening-to-whiney-people mood.  Anyway it turned out she needed her gallbladder cut out and it had brown crusty stuff on it, so she spent 3 days in the hospital and cannot lift anything over 10lbs for </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/112483128740840740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/112483128740840740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flipynif.blogspot.com/2005/08/surgery-and-deflated-balloons.html' title='Surgery and Deflated Balloons'/><author><name>flipynif</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01117882024017993075</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-14867811.post-112387229576023588</id><published>2005-08-12T11:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-12T11:44:55.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tiredness and Mood Swings</title><summary type='text'>I am tired this morning, as I am every morning.Yesterday was a bad day for me.  Everything seemed to piss me off.  The fact that I had no smokes was probably the problem.While I was at work, my brother's ex girlfriends mom brought us a bunch of groceries to fill our already full cupboards.  It was a nice gesture.  I don't know why people do such things though.  If I lived in a cardboard box maybe</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/112387229576023588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/112387229576023588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flipynif.blogspot.com/2005/08/tiredness-and-mood-swings.html' title='Tiredness and Mood Swings'/><author><name>flipynif</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01117882024017993075</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-14867811.post-112378072384722003</id><published>2005-08-11T10:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T10:18:43.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleep is Neato</title><summary type='text'>Well not much news from this end today.  Phoenix is starting to coo quite a bit more and she will sleep almost all night (about 5 hours of it).The more she sleeps the more paranoid i get, Champagen made me read some SIDS thing so now if she sleeps too long I wonder if she's dead.I need a smoke.  I am so broke, it's not a joke.haha</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/112378072384722003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/112378072384722003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flipynif.blogspot.com/2005/08/sleep-is-neato.html' title='Sleep is Neato'/><author><name>flipynif</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01117882024017993075</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-14867811.post-112360972210536387</id><published>2005-08-09T10:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T10:48:42.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back at er</title><summary type='text'>This weekend was a long one, which I enjoyed.  I kept myself super busy with yardwork and cleaning though our mountain (literally) of clothes in the basement.So far I have worked maybe 15 minutes today out of the 3 hours i've been here.  It's a slow day :(Phoenix is starting to coo a lot more now.  She also does this fake cough thing when she tries to talk.  She is always so happy when she sees </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/112360972210536387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/112360972210536387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flipynif.blogspot.com/2005/08/back-at-er.html' title='Back at er'/><author><name>flipynif</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01117882024017993075</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-14867811.post-112334749674175844</id><published>2005-08-06T09:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-06T09:58:16.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday, Nice Weather, Too bad I have to Work</title><summary type='text'>Yay, Saturday!I'm stuck in the office today by myself for a nice 8 hour shift.  I did not sleep worth crap last night.Draven (4) had a bad sleep as well, every 30 minutes or so he would yell out in his sleep at his older brother.  This went on all night, and as you can guess I was wide awake every 30 minutes.  I think it's time to make Taylor (7) stop tormenting his brother.  As I am an older </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/112334749674175844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/112334749674175844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flipynif.blogspot.com/2005/08/saturday-nice-weather-too-bad-i-have.html' title='Saturday, Nice Weather, Too bad I have to Work'/><author><name>flipynif</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01117882024017993075</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-14867811.post-112319382309858682</id><published>2005-08-04T15:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-04T15:17:03.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Sucks</title><summary type='text'>Well I have Google Adsense on this site but I still am not seeing any hits to make me a couple extra dollars.  The one joy I have in life is my baby Phoenix.  Her smiles and coos get me through most of my day.  Unfortunatly I cannot even afford to buy her a stroller so Mom or I can take her for walks.Champagne (the mom) already had two boys I thought I'd take on as my own.  I could not imagine </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/112319382309858682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/112319382309858682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flipynif.blogspot.com/2005/08/life-sucks.html' title='Life Sucks'/><author><name>flipynif</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01117882024017993075</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-14867811.post-112316892739579983</id><published>2005-08-04T08:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-04T08:22:07.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Raven - Edgar Allen Poe</title><summary type='text'>I love Edgar's mastery of the english language.  We all speak in slang now.  It's unfortunate.The Ravenby Edgar Allan PoeFirst Published in 1845 Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore,While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,As of someone gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door." 'Tis some </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/112316892739579983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/112316892739579983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flipynif.blogspot.com/2005/08/raven-edgar-allen-poe.html' title='The Raven - Edgar Allen Poe'/><author><name>flipynif</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01117882024017993075</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-14867811.post-112316870093135928</id><published>2005-08-04T08:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-04T08:18:20.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mornings Of Messed-up-ness</title><summary type='text'>It's Wednesday...I had maybe 3 smokes yesterday, man I hate being broke.  At least there is food in the fridge and bills are kinda paid, not that I touch the food.  That is reserved for Champ, Taylor and Draven, Phoenix is happy drinking her booby milk (once again) and formula.Every night lately I have been having really messed up and violent dreams.  My dreams used to be so lucid that I could </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/112316870093135928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/112316870093135928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flipynif.blogspot.com/2005/08/mornings-of-messed-up-ness.html' title='Mornings Of Messed-up-ness'/><author><name>flipynif</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01117882024017993075</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-14867811.post-112310034521509347</id><published>2005-08-03T13:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T13:19:05.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Help Desk Insanity</title><summary type='text'>As you don't know, I am a Help Desk Analyst at an ISP.  Basically, when people are having problems with connecting to the Internet or Email, they call me.  They also call me to ask about any computer problem or for advice or to tell me about their recent divorce.There are a lot of lonely people out there.I always find it fun when a person calls when it's busy.  I pick up the phone to someone </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/112310034521509347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/112310034521509347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flipynif.blogspot.com/2005/08/help-desk-insanity.html' title='Help Desk Insanity'/><author><name>flipynif</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01117882024017993075</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-14867811.post-112308258215822761</id><published>2005-08-03T08:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T08:23:02.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boredom and Casinos</title><summary type='text'>Not much news for today...I really hate to say that, is life so boring that I cannot think of the slightest bit of news or have a thought that may be bothering me?Aparently it is..I hate money so much, yet, I feel the need to want a lot.  Money seems to be the answer to all my problems.  I should go to the Casino and try my luck with the Slots or Roulette.  Maybe I should purchase $100 worth of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/112308258215822761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/112308258215822761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flipynif.blogspot.com/2005/08/boredom-and-casinos.html' title='Boredom and Casinos'/><author><name>flipynif</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01117882024017993075</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-14867811.post-112299687557132980</id><published>2005-08-02T08:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-02T08:34:35.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Weekend and Bad Sleeps</title><summary type='text'>This Monday was BC Day.  I do not know what the celebration is for (aside from BC) but it was a nice 3 days off.  I went to the Kootenay River and got nice and sunburned.  It's too bad I cannot relax even when I get time from home.  Worries and stress follow me.Last night Phoenix slept really well until about 4am.  Then she started to cry and cry and cry.  She didn't want Champagne's milk at all.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/112299687557132980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/112299687557132980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flipynif.blogspot.com/2005/08/long-weekend-and-bad-sleeps.html' title='Long Weekend and Bad Sleeps'/><author><name>flipynif</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01117882024017993075</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-14867811.post-112265073092587852</id><published>2005-07-29T08:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T08:25:30.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Morning Grunts and Coos</title><summary type='text'>It's morning...I didn't sleep well last night, baby Phoenix wanted to eat quite a bit.  Though Mom is the one feeding her I am still awake while Phoenix grunts and makes baby sounds.  I don't want to roll over on her.  I did one night...I'll start the story by saying I bought a brand new crib and mattress for Phoenix, I hope she gets some use out of it sometime.  Champ (Mom) keeps putting Phoenix</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/112265073092587852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/112265073092587852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flipynif.blogspot.com/2005/07/morning-grunts-and-coos.html' title='Morning Grunts and Coos'/><author><name>flipynif</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01117882024017993075</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-14867811.post-112257135694909379</id><published>2005-07-28T10:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T10:24:39.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ME</title><summary type='text'>Well I thought I'd add a pic of myself. I'm the guy in the black and Sweeney is the sleepy lookin guy. We had quite a few drinks before that picture was taken and were headed out on the town. Sween was already ready to pass out, myself, I just hide it well ;) Good Old Molson Canadian!!Gin is alright too with Ice Tea mix. Tastes like a long island ice tea though by the time I get into the Gin, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/112257135694909379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/112257135694909379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flipynif.blogspot.com/2005/07/me.html' title='ME'/><author><name>flipynif</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01117882024017993075</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-14867811.post-112257078950384808</id><published>2005-07-28T10:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T10:13:09.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sex Sells</title><summary type='text'>Why is it that the entire world has migrated to sex everywhere and money being our god (so to speak)Are we moving in a backwards direction in evolution?Our laziness has brought us TV's, computers, cars, etc.  Yes all of these things help in our evolution, but I cannot help to think, that in some way, all of our conviences are also resposible for the downfall of what we call intelligence.The </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/112257078950384808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/112257078950384808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flipynif.blogspot.com/2005/07/sex-sells.html' title='Sex Sells'/><author><name>flipynif</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01117882024017993075</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-14867811.post-112256558199471354</id><published>2005-07-28T08:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T08:46:22.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today it occured to me that babies just want to be happy.Yes I know we ALL want to be happy, babies are different though.  They crave being happy and smiling.  As we get older we accept everything around us and how we feel and deal with it.  Babies don't, they just want to be loved and happy.  This is the first step to developing self esteem.  It's possible that we are born with high self esteem </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/112256558199471354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/112256558199471354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flipynif.blogspot.com/2005/07/today-it-occured-to-me-that-babies.html' title=''/><author><name>flipynif</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01117882024017993075</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-14867811.post-112248286748038916</id><published>2005-07-27T09:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T14:35:42.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Phoenix Pics</title><summary type='text'>Here are a couple pics. Todays date is July 27. In the last week she has discovered her hands and likes to suck on her fist a lot. She is still trying to laugh but gets the big openmouth baby smiles andkinda goes "gahhhh" in her soft voice and maybe squeeks. She has recently discovered her tongue as well which she constant moves around her mouth and likes to stick out.Man I cannot belive the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/112248286748038916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/112248286748038916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flipynif.blogspot.com/2005/07/phoenix-pics.html' title='Phoenix Pics'/><author><name>flipynif</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01117882024017993075</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-14867811.post-112248256880312112</id><published>2005-07-27T09:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T14:33:30.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Phoenix Rose</title><summary type='text'>This is my daughter:Born June 6 at 9:56 am. It was a funny birth to me. The mom was on all fours right in the nitrous. At one point the mouthpiece fell off the inhaler and she screams FUCKING FIX IT NOW!! Haha, The nurse and I looked at eachother and I grabbed it and put it together as quickly as I could. She then snatched it back and dove right in. About a minute after that I heard a crack then </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/112248256880312112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/112248256880312112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flipynif.blogspot.com/2005/07/phoenix-rose.html' title='Phoenix Rose'/><author><name>flipynif</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01117882024017993075</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-14867811.post-112248204627104081</id><published>2005-07-27T09:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T09:34:06.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Number 2</title><summary type='text'>Wasn't that a beautiful comic?  No.I made that for a site called www.stripcreator.com they have lots of differnt contests for photoshop and also making comics.  They offer templates to work with and have kind of a good group of users.Check it out.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/112248204627104081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/112248204627104081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flipynif.blogspot.com/2005/07/number-2.html' title='Number 2'/><author><name>flipynif</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01117882024017993075</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-14867811.post-112248153465163190</id><published>2005-07-27T09:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T09:27:06.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Post</title><summary type='text'>Well this is my first blog post. I basically put this together so i could hotlink pics. Don't know if it will work but we'll see :)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/112248153465163190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14867811/posts/default/112248153465163190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flipynif.blogspot.com/2005/07/first-post.html' title='First Post'/><author><name>flipynif</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01117882024017993075</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>
