<?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-4788132589313230972</id><updated>2012-02-16T04:24:51.344-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spacemace</title><subtitle type='html'>Postulations, Theories and Guesses on Where Exactly She Is.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spacemace.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788132589313230972/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spacemace.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Hoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03869152385322198749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SxTx51bqbrQ/SJ9k0vsL7oI/AAAAAAAAANQ/S8FG4SWqpVQ/s1600-R/Photo%2B39.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>50</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4788132589313230972.post-911576323917065811</id><published>2009-09-24T20:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T20:49:41.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it's been too long blog...</title><content type='html'>caroline's gone :( dead to park street forever. we're about to die too in the next few days, but i didn't want to leave with out letting you know that i just heard a lady say "them motherfuckers stole my [b]acuum and gave it back after 30 days" outside my window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no wonder i'm already crying about moving.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4788132589313230972-911576323917065811?l=spacemace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spacemace.blogspot.com/feeds/911576323917065811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4788132589313230972&amp;postID=911576323917065811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788132589313230972/posts/default/911576323917065811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788132589313230972/posts/default/911576323917065811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spacemace.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-been-too-long-blog.html' title='it&apos;s been too long blog...'/><author><name>Hoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03869152385322198749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SxTx51bqbrQ/SJ9k0vsL7oI/AAAAAAAAANQ/S8FG4SWqpVQ/s1600-R/Photo%2B39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4788132589313230972.post-5936897848035869486</id><published>2009-03-01T02:57:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T02:59:43.374-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This Is My Wish...</title><content type='html'>My biggest wish for the world is that ceek would no longer be sickly. I swear she is sick much, much more than the average human. I'd even say much more than the average sickly human. Why is this? I sometimes feel that it's almost as much my trial in life as it is hers. Think about how much more fun I'd have, you'd have, we'd have if she were in full form every minute. Maybe it's for the best. I have much more time to get my homework done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4788132589313230972-5936897848035869486?l=spacemace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spacemace.blogspot.com/feeds/5936897848035869486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4788132589313230972&amp;postID=5936897848035869486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788132589313230972/posts/default/5936897848035869486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788132589313230972/posts/default/5936897848035869486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spacemace.blogspot.com/2009/03/this-is-my-wish.html' title='This Is My Wish...'/><author><name>lady ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04176002136340970290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_1oqCTLsM2vs/SI68eGH63SI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/-qwkgS6fTsE/S220/Photo+7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4788132589313230972.post-7817520028636183869</id><published>2009-02-11T09:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T09:23:50.341-08:00</updated><title type='text'>beat freak</title><content type='html'>sometimes we watch abdc together. really i think thats only happened once. she likes beat freaks. i like them too. mostly cause she likes them though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4788132589313230972-7817520028636183869?l=spacemace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spacemace.blogspot.com/feeds/7817520028636183869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4788132589313230972&amp;postID=7817520028636183869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788132589313230972/posts/default/7817520028636183869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788132589313230972/posts/default/7817520028636183869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spacemace.blogspot.com/2009/02/beat-freak.html' title='beat freak'/><author><name>Hoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03869152385322198749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SxTx51bqbrQ/SJ9k0vsL7oI/AAAAAAAAANQ/S8FG4SWqpVQ/s1600-R/Photo%2B39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4788132589313230972.post-2497648158244333000</id><published>2009-01-27T14:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T15:05:09.854-08:00</updated><title type='text'>like a space elevator</title><content type='html'>i've been lazily putting together a mix of all the great songs about ck. there's billions of them. really. my favorite one is about how she got daniel johnston way stoned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can you think of any songs about caroline* i may not have heard of? i'll include them in my mix cd (i'm also lazily working on a working title right now).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;yeah, i know neil diamond sang a song about caroline. but that song is no good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4788132589313230972-2497648158244333000?l=spacemace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spacemace.blogspot.com/feeds/2497648158244333000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4788132589313230972&amp;postID=2497648158244333000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788132589313230972/posts/default/2497648158244333000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788132589313230972/posts/default/2497648158244333000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spacemace.blogspot.com/2009/01/like-space-elevator.html' title='like a space elevator'/><author><name>Hoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03869152385322198749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SxTx51bqbrQ/SJ9k0vsL7oI/AAAAAAAAANQ/S8FG4SWqpVQ/s1600-R/Photo%2B39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4788132589313230972.post-4902446498506920478</id><published>2009-01-17T01:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T01:38:47.422-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a Little Bit Bitter...</title><content type='html'>I've been made some pretty hefty baking promises recently, and none have been fulfilled. I think one time she was going to make some dessert on the condition that she could borrow milk from us. But like we'd have milk. Who does she think we are? Not hippies? Like we'd drink that lactyjuice. Anyway, I don't think I should be punished for my lack of dairythusiasm and she needs to get back to the kitchen where she belongs and BAKE FOR US!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4788132589313230972-4902446498506920478?l=spacemace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spacemace.blogspot.com/feeds/4902446498506920478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4788132589313230972&amp;postID=4902446498506920478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788132589313230972/posts/default/4902446498506920478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788132589313230972/posts/default/4902446498506920478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spacemace.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-little-bit-bitter.html' title='I&apos;m a Little Bit Bitter...'/><author><name>lady ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04176002136340970290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_1oqCTLsM2vs/SI68eGH63SI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/-qwkgS6fTsE/S220/Photo+7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4788132589313230972.post-6102623783312039781</id><published>2009-01-09T09:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T09:41:37.294-08:00</updated><title type='text'>stripping warriors</title><content type='html'>i heard that every member of the golden state warriors (including ex warrior baron davis) has totally got the hots for caroline. can anyone confirm this rumor? i dont follow sports as well as i follow caroline.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4788132589313230972-6102623783312039781?l=spacemace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spacemace.blogspot.com/feeds/6102623783312039781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4788132589313230972&amp;postID=6102623783312039781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788132589313230972/posts/default/6102623783312039781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788132589313230972/posts/default/6102623783312039781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spacemace.blogspot.com/2009/01/stripping-warriors.html' title='stripping warriors'/><author><name>Hoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03869152385322198749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SxTx51bqbrQ/SJ9k0vsL7oI/AAAAAAAAANQ/S8FG4SWqpVQ/s1600-R/Photo%2B39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4788132589313230972.post-2564968001447712994</id><published>2009-01-04T16:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T16:38:24.659-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Longing</title><content type='html'>I haven't seen HER yet this whole new year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4788132589313230972-2564968001447712994?l=spacemace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spacemace.blogspot.com/feeds/2564968001447712994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4788132589313230972&amp;postID=2564968001447712994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788132589313230972/posts/default/2564968001447712994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788132589313230972/posts/default/2564968001447712994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spacemace.blogspot.com/2009/01/longing.html' title='Longing'/><author><name>lady ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04176002136340970290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_1oqCTLsM2vs/SI68eGH63SI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/-qwkgS6fTsE/S220/Photo+7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4788132589313230972.post-5668031909331433133</id><published>2008-12-30T09:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T09:12:41.602-08:00</updated><title type='text'>scatter sunshine</title><content type='html'>i think caroline is the reason the walk ways outside our apartment are so clear and free of ice. some people say that salt takes care of the ice problem, but really i think it's god looking out for his number one girl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4788132589313230972-5668031909331433133?l=spacemace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spacemace.blogspot.com/feeds/5668031909331433133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4788132589313230972&amp;postID=5668031909331433133' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788132589313230972/posts/default/5668031909331433133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788132589313230972/posts/default/5668031909331433133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spacemace.blogspot.com/2008/12/scatter-sunshine.html' title='scatter sunshine'/><author><name>Hoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03869152385322198749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SxTx51bqbrQ/SJ9k0vsL7oI/AAAAAAAAANQ/S8FG4SWqpVQ/s1600-R/Photo%2B39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4788132589313230972.post-3361493007045994140</id><published>2008-12-21T19:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T19:15:38.083-08:00</updated><title type='text'>guess who i'm about to go party with</title><content type='html'>ck invited me upstairs to hang out with her tonight. i'm freaking out a little bit. oh...what should i wear?! i'm so nervous. what if i freeze up and get too nervous to speak? should i prepare a list of conversation topics to bring with me? help!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4788132589313230972-3361493007045994140?l=spacemace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spacemace.blogspot.com/feeds/3361493007045994140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4788132589313230972&amp;postID=3361493007045994140' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788132589313230972/posts/default/3361493007045994140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788132589313230972/posts/default/3361493007045994140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spacemace.blogspot.com/2008/12/guess-who-im-about-to-go-party-with.html' title='guess who i&apos;m about to go party with'/><author><name>Hoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03869152385322198749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SxTx51bqbrQ/SJ9k0vsL7oI/AAAAAAAAANQ/S8FG4SWqpVQ/s1600-R/Photo%2B39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4788132589313230972.post-1560163018918035968</id><published>2008-12-17T09:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T10:00:21.839-08:00</updated><title type='text'>puff daddy</title><content type='html'>caroline has the warmest winter gear. i saw her this morning wearing a jolly-looking puffy coat. i was so jealous that i took our spare key, ran upstairs and stole all of her winter coats to have as my own. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm wearing all of them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sweaty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(disclaimer: only part of this entry is true. i will not tell you which part.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4788132589313230972-1560163018918035968?l=spacemace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spacemace.blogspot.com/feeds/1560163018918035968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4788132589313230972&amp;postID=1560163018918035968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788132589313230972/posts/default/1560163018918035968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788132589313230972/posts/default/1560163018918035968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spacemace.blogspot.com/2008/12/puff-daddy.html' title='puff daddy'/><author><name>Hoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03869152385322198749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SxTx51bqbrQ/SJ9k0vsL7oI/AAAAAAAAANQ/S8FG4SWqpVQ/s1600-R/Photo%2B39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4788132589313230972.post-1225841841255318397</id><published>2008-12-13T20:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T20:02:13.442-08:00</updated><title type='text'>She's Doing Something Mysterious Tomorrow</title><content type='html'>And she won't tell us what it is. Something about some dude? It just doesn't feel right for her not to tell us &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;everything&lt;/span&gt;. But good news, we're NOT afraid to take matters into our own hands.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4788132589313230972-1225841841255318397?l=spacemace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spacemace.blogspot.com/feeds/1225841841255318397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4788132589313230972&amp;postID=1225841841255318397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788132589313230972/posts/default/1225841841255318397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788132589313230972/posts/default/1225841841255318397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spacemace.blogspot.com/2008/12/shes-doing-something-mysterious.html' title='She&apos;s Doing Something Mysterious Tomorrow'/><author><name>lady ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04176002136340970290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_1oqCTLsM2vs/SI68eGH63SI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/-qwkgS6fTsE/S220/Photo+7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4788132589313230972.post-5533485275640562479</id><published>2008-12-08T11:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T11:52:16.362-08:00</updated><title type='text'>there is a package</title><content type='html'>on her doorstep. or at least there was while she was out of town. it was delivered from st. george. what do you think is in it? i'm thinking drugs. or maybe christmas presents. not that drugs couldn't be christmas presents.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4788132589313230972-5533485275640562479?l=spacemace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spacemace.blogspot.com/feeds/5533485275640562479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4788132589313230972&amp;postID=5533485275640562479' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788132589313230972/posts/default/5533485275640562479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788132589313230972/posts/default/5533485275640562479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spacemace.blogspot.com/2008/12/there-is-package.html' title='there is a package'/><author><name>Hoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03869152385322198749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SxTx51bqbrQ/SJ9k0vsL7oI/AAAAAAAAANQ/S8FG4SWqpVQ/s1600-R/Photo%2B39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4788132589313230972.post-1885805720414605309</id><published>2008-12-06T06:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T06:19:56.620-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This Comes From</title><content type='html'>An email from a friend regarding our landlady's reaction to the angelic tenant upstairs known as ck:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i told her i wanted to move in and that i knew people in the building.&lt;br /&gt;she asked who i knew, and i said [ck] and you guys.  no&lt;br /&gt;offense, but she flipped out about caroline.  she was, like, peeing&lt;br /&gt;her pants over caroline.  i think she used the word "angel."  so she&lt;br /&gt;got my number and said she'd call me the minute something came up!!&lt;br /&gt;yay!  i'm sure she likes you guys too, but she gets a little orgasm&lt;br /&gt;from caroline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need anyone ever say more?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4788132589313230972-1885805720414605309?l=spacemace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spacemace.blogspot.com/feeds/1885805720414605309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4788132589313230972&amp;postID=1885805720414605309' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788132589313230972/posts/default/1885805720414605309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788132589313230972/posts/default/1885805720414605309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spacemace.blogspot.com/2008/12/this-comes-from.html' title='This Comes From'/><author><name>lady ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04176002136340970290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_1oqCTLsM2vs/SI68eGH63SI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/-qwkgS6fTsE/S220/Photo+7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4788132589313230972.post-5117310523973269478</id><published>2008-12-01T16:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T16:24:41.258-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I hear</title><content type='html'>she has THUG LIFE tattooed across her shoulders. But we can't get visual confirmation, as Cee is a modest woman.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4788132589313230972-5117310523973269478?l=spacemace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spacemace.blogspot.com/feeds/5117310523973269478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4788132589313230972&amp;postID=5117310523973269478' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788132589313230972/posts/default/5117310523973269478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788132589313230972/posts/default/5117310523973269478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spacemace.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-hear.html' title='I hear'/><author><name>Hoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03869152385322198749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SxTx51bqbrQ/SJ9k0vsL7oI/AAAAAAAAANQ/S8FG4SWqpVQ/s1600-R/Photo%2B39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4788132589313230972.post-1118668544439651529</id><published>2008-11-27T22:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T16:26:45.181-08:00</updated><title type='text'>And I STILL</title><content type='html'>Find myself often thinking about that creamy cinnamony chocolate pie. How she do all that she do?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4788132589313230972-1118668544439651529?l=spacemace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spacemace.blogspot.com/feeds/1118668544439651529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4788132589313230972&amp;postID=1118668544439651529' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788132589313230972/posts/default/1118668544439651529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788132589313230972/posts/default/1118668544439651529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spacemace.blogspot.com/2008/11/and-i-still.html' title='And I STILL'/><author><name>lady ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04176002136340970290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_1oqCTLsM2vs/SI68eGH63SI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/-qwkgS6fTsE/S220/Photo+7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4788132589313230972.post-1525938036225830141</id><published>2008-11-26T10:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T10:15:29.182-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sexy Soup?</title><content type='html'>Is that a good new hip hop name for her? It's hard. There are too many good options for Miss Cee. Propah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4788132589313230972-1525938036225830141?l=spacemace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spacemace.blogspot.com/feeds/1525938036225830141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4788132589313230972&amp;postID=1525938036225830141' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788132589313230972/posts/default/1525938036225830141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788132589313230972/posts/default/1525938036225830141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spacemace.blogspot.com/2008/11/sexy-soup.html' title='Sexy Soup?'/><author><name>lady ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04176002136340970290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_1oqCTLsM2vs/SI68eGH63SI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/-qwkgS6fTsE/S220/Photo+7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4788132589313230972.post-2029131815434174860</id><published>2008-11-24T15:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T15:23:31.863-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Her Cinnamony Chocolatey Creamy Pie</title><content type='html'>The other night was RIDICULOUSLY delicious. Even though I've done it multiple times, it caused me to propose to cee AGAIN. (and to say some off color things). It took me like 20 mins to eat my piece. I slowly savored.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4788132589313230972-2029131815434174860?l=spacemace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spacemace.blogspot.com/feeds/2029131815434174860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4788132589313230972&amp;postID=2029131815434174860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788132589313230972/posts/default/2029131815434174860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788132589313230972/posts/default/2029131815434174860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spacemace.blogspot.com/2008/11/her-cinnamony-chocolatey-creamy-pie.html' title='Her Cinnamony Chocolatey Creamy Pie'/><author><name>lady ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04176002136340970290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_1oqCTLsM2vs/SI68eGH63SI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/-qwkgS6fTsE/S220/Photo+7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4788132589313230972.post-6634389262852814037</id><published>2008-11-20T10:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T10:04:11.156-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I AGREE WITH ELIN!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4788132589313230972-6634389262852814037?l=spacemace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spacemace.blogspot.com/feeds/6634389262852814037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4788132589313230972&amp;postID=6634389262852814037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788132589313230972/posts/default/6634389262852814037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788132589313230972/posts/default/6634389262852814037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spacemace.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-agree-with-elin.html' title='I AGREE WITH ELIN!!!'/><author><name>Hoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03869152385322198749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SxTx51bqbrQ/SJ9k0vsL7oI/AAAAAAAAANQ/S8FG4SWqpVQ/s1600-R/Photo%2B39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4788132589313230972.post-7458188968802747806</id><published>2008-11-19T15:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T15:50:22.740-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love Her, And All...</title><content type='html'>But I really wish she'd make us her Red Velvet Cake soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4788132589313230972-7458188968802747806?l=spacemace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spacemace.blogspot.com/feeds/7458188968802747806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4788132589313230972&amp;postID=7458188968802747806' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788132589313230972/posts/default/7458188968802747806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788132589313230972/posts/default/7458188968802747806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spacemace.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-love-her-and-all.html' title='I Love Her, And All...'/><author><name>lady ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04176002136340970290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_1oqCTLsM2vs/SI68eGH63SI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/-qwkgS6fTsE/S220/Photo+7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4788132589313230972.post-1760547998671999480</id><published>2008-11-10T19:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T20:01:15.588-08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's been a long time...now i'm...coming back home</title><content type='html'>i was thinking today that i never want to move away from park street. i looked at all the other streets as i drove around on my errands and thought about how totally boring they all are compared to caroline's street. i mean, where else can you walk out the door and have your pick of a dozen stray cat friends for danny to bring inside and play with you? where else can you hop into bed late at night and discover a scarecrow there waiting for you? where else can you find mormons and hookers and crack rocks and a guy to hand wash your car for you all within 100 yards of each other? where else might lee and lisa be moving when they get married? where else does caroline actually live!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you can think of a better street than ours, you're probably just fooling yourself. cause also allison is letting us put a ping pong table in her spare room. add that to caroline's food storage room and, you know, funnest street ever.&lt;div 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home'/><author><name>Hoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03869152385322198749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SxTx51bqbrQ/SJ9k0vsL7oI/AAAAAAAAANQ/S8FG4SWqpVQ/s1600-R/Photo%2B39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4788132589313230972.post-1712137130961957376</id><published>2008-10-27T23:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T00:28:02.015-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the KING of all quizzes</title><content type='html'>i took a quiz online once that said i was 33 percent gay (that's one-third). i also took a quiz that told me what kind of volkswagon i am (old beetle). and i also took a quiz about how high my iq is (180). since i've become so adept at taking quizzes, i think it's time to develop of a quiz of my own. i like to call it &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;the which park street resident are YOU? quiz&lt;/span&gt; leave your quiz answers in the comments to find out who you're most like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;question 1- how tall are you?&lt;br /&gt;a) short&lt;br /&gt;b) average&lt;br /&gt;c) about as tall as caroline&lt;br /&gt;d) very tall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;question 2- what would be your perfect date?&lt;br /&gt;a) dinner and a movie&lt;br /&gt;b) freebasing coke &lt;br /&gt;c) washing each other's cars&lt;br /&gt;d) having a rap battle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;question 3- what color are your eyes?&lt;br /&gt;a) blue&lt;br /&gt;b) blue&lt;br /&gt;c) blue&lt;br /&gt;d) brown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;question 4- how good are you at arm wrestling?&lt;br /&gt;a) not good&lt;br /&gt;b) pretty good&lt;br /&gt;c) way good&lt;br /&gt;d) i find this question offensive and a little sexist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;question 5- how many hip hop bands do you have on your ipod?&lt;br /&gt;a) less than 3&lt;br /&gt;b) less than 10&lt;br /&gt;c) less than 20&lt;br /&gt;d) as many as caroline has&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;question 6- how much do you care about cats?&lt;br /&gt;a) i dont care about them because i'm cold and heartless&lt;br /&gt;b) kitty babies!!!&lt;br /&gt;c) there's always room in my heart for one more cat&lt;br /&gt;d) i'm allergic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;question 7- how loudly can you burp?&lt;br /&gt;a) as loud as elin&lt;br /&gt;b) that's impossible, no one burps louder than elin&lt;br /&gt;c) i never burp&lt;br /&gt;d) i only burp when it's appropriate to do so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;question 8- (fill in the blank) when i'm coming home from a long, hard day i like to sit back and __________.&lt;br /&gt;a) then get up and bake treats for the millions of people who love me&lt;br /&gt;b) plan my outfit for the next day&lt;br /&gt;c) stalk all of my old boyfriends on the internet&lt;br /&gt;d) eat myself sick off of answer a's treats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;question 9- how big a sports fan are you?&lt;br /&gt;a) i have season tickets to most local sporting events&lt;br /&gt;b) i only feign interest in sports so boys will like me&lt;br /&gt;c) i played basketball in high school&lt;br /&gt;d) i think they're mostly annoying and sound like "sshhhhaahhhsshhhw"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;question 10- where would you prefer to practice role-playing?&lt;br /&gt;a) in a theater&lt;br /&gt;b) as part of a civil war battleground re-enactment&lt;br /&gt;c) in front of a mirror pretending you're on top model&lt;br /&gt;d) in your roommates bedroom&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4788132589313230972-1712137130961957376?l=spacemace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spacemace.blogspot.com/feeds/1712137130961957376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4788132589313230972&amp;postID=1712137130961957376' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788132589313230972/posts/default/1712137130961957376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788132589313230972/posts/default/1712137130961957376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spacemace.blogspot.com/2008/10/king-of-all-quizzes.html' title='the KING of all quizzes'/><author><name>Hoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03869152385322198749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SxTx51bqbrQ/SJ9k0vsL7oI/AAAAAAAAANQ/S8FG4SWqpVQ/s1600-R/Photo%2B39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4788132589313230972.post-2340588583668577823</id><published>2008-10-27T15:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T15:38:39.155-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I wonder</title><content type='html'>When she'll get back from her vacay. I miss that lady. And her delicious baked goods...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4788132589313230972-2340588583668577823?l=spacemace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spacemace.blogspot.com/feeds/2340588583668577823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4788132589313230972&amp;postID=2340588583668577823' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788132589313230972/posts/default/2340588583668577823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788132589313230972/posts/default/2340588583668577823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spacemace.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-wonder.html' title='I wonder'/><author><name>lady ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04176002136340970290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_1oqCTLsM2vs/SI68eGH63SI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/-qwkgS6fTsE/S220/Photo+7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4788132589313230972.post-704378423143521080</id><published>2008-10-19T19:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T19:54:06.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Paparazzo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SxTx51bqbrQ/SPvymtZDatI/AAAAAAAAAUA/FsS02tb4Pro/s1600-h/gossip_girl_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SxTx51bqbrQ/SPvymtZDatI/AAAAAAAAAUA/FsS02tb4Pro/s320/gossip_girl_1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259063736718813906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mexican party house next door to us got dish network installed today (if you can imagine THAT house getting any funner...) and when we discussing our neighb's activities at dinner tonight ck says "i wonder what it would be like to have paparazzi following you around all the time". I think cee deeply underestimates her own popularity. She does have paparazzi following her around. We know what she does, day in, day out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know you love me...xoxo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4788132589313230972-704378423143521080?l=spacemace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spacemace.blogspot.com/feeds/704378423143521080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4788132589313230972&amp;postID=704378423143521080' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788132589313230972/posts/default/704378423143521080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788132589313230972/posts/default/704378423143521080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spacemace.blogspot.com/2008/10/paparazzo.html' title='Paparazzo'/><author><name>Hoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03869152385322198749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SxTx51bqbrQ/SJ9k0vsL7oI/AAAAAAAAANQ/S8FG4SWqpVQ/s1600-R/Photo%2B39.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SxTx51bqbrQ/SPvymtZDatI/AAAAAAAAAUA/FsS02tb4Pro/s72-c/gossip_girl_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4788132589313230972.post-4032748261131096091</id><published>2008-10-15T23:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T23:27:31.184-07:00</updated><title type='text'>on the street where you live</title><content type='html'>somebody was just screaming "carl you fuckin bitch!" at full volume, over and over for about 3 straight minutes. the voice was coming from upstairs, but i'm pretty sure it wasn't caroline. she's resting peacefully...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aren't you ceek?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4788132589313230972-4032748261131096091?l=spacemace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spacemace.blogspot.com/feeds/4032748261131096091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4788132589313230972&amp;postID=4032748261131096091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788132589313230972/posts/default/4032748261131096091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788132589313230972/posts/default/4032748261131096091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spacemace.blogspot.com/2008/10/on-street-where-you-live.html' title='on the street where you live'/><author><name>Hoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03869152385322198749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SxTx51bqbrQ/SJ9k0vsL7oI/AAAAAAAAANQ/S8FG4SWqpVQ/s1600-R/Photo%2B39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4788132589313230972.post-2200457924618061357</id><published>2008-10-11T21:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T21:47:57.318-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Scarlet/King?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1oqCTLsM2vs/SPGA0REF8SI/AAAAAAAAAJY/wV-4GedVaAw/s1600-h/austin_scarlet_project_runway_season1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1oqCTLsM2vs/SPGA0REF8SI/AAAAAAAAAJY/wV-4GedVaAw/s200/austin_scarlet_project_runway_season1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256123875540201762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But maybe cee could also be the austin scarlet of our caro-plex? Just think about it, creative, classy, sweet, sensitive, sassy, crafty, impeccable taste, beautiful bone structure... the list goes on and ON.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4788132589313230972-2200457924618061357?l=spacemace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spacemace.blogspot.com/feeds/2200457924618061357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4788132589313230972&amp;postID=2200457924618061357' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788132589313230972/posts/default/2200457924618061357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788132589313230972/posts/default/2200457924618061357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spacemace.blogspot.com/2008/10/scarletking.html' title='Scarlet/King?'/><author><name>lady ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04176002136340970290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_1oqCTLsM2vs/SI68eGH63SI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/-qwkgS6fTsE/S220/Photo+7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1oqCTLsM2vs/SPGA0REF8SI/AAAAAAAAAJY/wV-4GedVaAw/s72-c/austin_scarlet_project_runway_season1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4788132589313230972.post-7529602177813080607</id><published>2008-10-10T14:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T14:38:17.059-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lager</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://memyselfandhi.files.wordpress.com/2008/06/karl_lagerfeld.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://memyselfandhi.files.wordpress.com/2008/06/karl_lagerfeld.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We here at headquarters have been thinking more about some cee-lebrity comparisons and here's a good one...Karl Lagerfeld!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I know what you're thinking. What could CK and KL possibly have in common? He's an old man who's pretty much nuts, has the worst case of sunglasses disease ever on record, and (probably) runs around threatening things like "prepare to receive the seed of LAGERFELD" when he feels like his models aren't paying enough attention to him. Meanwhile CK is, as always, the picture of poise, refinement, and politeness. But here's the dill. KL is a trendsetter. Bat-shit crazy though he may be, he put Channel on the map. And you know what, what KL has done for Channel, CK has done for Park Street. Suddenly enough, EVERYONE wants to be our neighbor. I mean, we're turning people down left and right over at the Caro-plex. Sometimes Elin and I, in our weaker moments, like to indulge the thought that everyone wants to live by us, but we know what's really going on here. We see it. It's the smell of baked goods wafting from an open upstairs window that lures everyone to our neighborhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we're fine with that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4788132589313230972-7529602177813080607?l=spacemace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spacemace.blogspot.com/feeds/7529602177813080607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4788132589313230972&amp;postID=7529602177813080607' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788132589313230972/posts/default/7529602177813080607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788132589313230972/posts/default/7529602177813080607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spacemace.blogspot.com/2008/10/lager.html' title='Lager'/><author><name>Hoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03869152385322198749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SxTx51bqbrQ/SJ9k0vsL7oI/AAAAAAAAANQ/S8FG4SWqpVQ/s1600-R/Photo%2B39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4788132589313230972.post-537042172133347214</id><published>2008-10-06T22:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T22:24:55.734-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it's 11:23 pm</title><content type='html'>and i think i hear a fan going upstairs. does that mean cee is pooping? or maybe just cooling off?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4788132589313230972-537042172133347214?l=spacemace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spacemace.blogspot.com/feeds/537042172133347214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4788132589313230972&amp;postID=537042172133347214' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788132589313230972/posts/default/537042172133347214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788132589313230972/posts/default/537042172133347214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spacemace.blogspot.com/2008/10/its-1123-pm.html' title='it&apos;s 11:23 pm'/><author><name>Hoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03869152385322198749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SxTx51bqbrQ/SJ9k0vsL7oI/AAAAAAAAANQ/S8FG4SWqpVQ/s1600-R/Photo%2B39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4788132589313230972.post-5168315279131412693</id><published>2008-10-05T21:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T21:58:06.354-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Holla!</title><content type='html'>I just wanted to give a little shout out to my girl CK. No one is more kind and charitable. Do you know how many times recently hooner and I have wanted to bake something. We start baking and we realize that we don't have key ingreds. So what do we do, but run upstairs and get some flour or some sugar, or just a little moral support. We love that sass.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4788132589313230972-5168315279131412693?l=spacemace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spacemace.blogspot.com/feeds/5168315279131412693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4788132589313230972&amp;postID=5168315279131412693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788132589313230972/posts/default/5168315279131412693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788132589313230972/posts/default/5168315279131412693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spacemace.blogspot.com/2008/10/holla.html' title='Holla!'/><author><name>lady ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04176002136340970290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_1oqCTLsM2vs/SI68eGH63SI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/-qwkgS6fTsE/S220/Photo+7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4788132589313230972.post-4610829452183035648</id><published>2008-10-02T08:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T08:44:54.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dew Unto Others</title><content type='html'>I heard this story recently from a guy who worked at convenience stores on both sides of the tracks dividing the Salt Lake valley. He says that on the east side, they always run out of diet coke and on the west side they always run out of mountain dew. I was going to write a post likening caroline to the addictive, high-class qualities of diet coke but, you know what, fuck that shit. Cee is totally the mountain dew type. Subtly nuanced, yet down to earth enough for the everyday working man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4788132589313230972-4610829452183035648?l=spacemace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spacemace.blogspot.com/feeds/4610829452183035648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4788132589313230972&amp;postID=4610829452183035648' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788132589313230972/posts/default/4610829452183035648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788132589313230972/posts/default/4610829452183035648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spacemace.blogspot.com/2008/10/dew-unto-others.html' title='Dew Unto Others'/><author><name>Hoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03869152385322198749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SxTx51bqbrQ/SJ9k0vsL7oI/AAAAAAAAANQ/S8FG4SWqpVQ/s1600-R/Photo%2B39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4788132589313230972.post-8133275134119188854</id><published>2008-08-21T12:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T12:47:06.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Transvestites and a Goat</title><content type='html'>Caro got back from California sometime last night. When asked what she was doing there, I responded in a series of pelvic thrusts and satisfied grunts. I can only hope that CK had as much fun on her real trip as she had on the trip I imagine she took.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4788132589313230972-8133275134119188854?l=spacemace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spacemace.blogspot.com/feeds/8133275134119188854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4788132589313230972&amp;postID=8133275134119188854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788132589313230972/posts/default/8133275134119188854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788132589313230972/posts/default/8133275134119188854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spacemace.blogspot.com/2008/08/two-transvestites-and-goat.html' title='Two Transvestites and a Goat'/><author><name>Hoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03869152385322198749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SxTx51bqbrQ/SJ9k0vsL7oI/AAAAAAAAANQ/S8FG4SWqpVQ/s1600-R/Photo%2B39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4788132589313230972.post-3284782286209449841</id><published>2008-08-17T15:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T15:09:10.611-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This Just In...</title><content type='html'>caroline and michael phelps will NOT be getting married, due to the fact that phelps is the &lt;a href="http://geminous.blogspot.com/2008/08/does-michael-phelps-have-dad.html"&gt;product of immaculate conception&lt;/a&gt;. and we all know that guys without earthly fathers dont get married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this will probably be hard on ck for a while. he was her chosen one. her lamb.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4788132589313230972-3284782286209449841?l=spacemace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spacemace.blogspot.com/feeds/3284782286209449841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4788132589313230972&amp;postID=3284782286209449841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788132589313230972/posts/default/3284782286209449841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788132589313230972/posts/default/3284782286209449841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spacemace.blogspot.com/2008/08/this-just-in.html' title='This Just In...'/><author><name>Hoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03869152385322198749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SxTx51bqbrQ/SJ9k0vsL7oI/AAAAAAAAANQ/S8FG4SWqpVQ/s1600-R/Photo%2B39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4788132589313230972.post-4280362064403339186</id><published>2008-08-14T10:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T10:51:47.611-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Big news, guys...</title><content type='html'>Caroline's getting married! to Michael Phelps! He says she's the only person who can cook well enough to maintain his 12000 calorie a day diet. oh and they love each other. they'll probably get married right after the olympics, assuming he doesn't get abducted by terrorists or eaten by the chinese or something.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4788132589313230972-4280362064403339186?l=spacemace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spacemace.blogspot.com/feeds/4280362064403339186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4788132589313230972&amp;postID=4280362064403339186' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788132589313230972/posts/default/4280362064403339186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788132589313230972/posts/default/4280362064403339186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spacemace.blogspot.com/2008/08/big-news-guys.html' title='Big news, guys...'/><author><name>Hoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03869152385322198749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SxTx51bqbrQ/SJ9k0vsL7oI/AAAAAAAAANQ/S8FG4SWqpVQ/s1600-R/Photo%2B39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4788132589313230972.post-7202258032979675857</id><published>2008-08-07T09:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T09:56:41.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The owls are not as they seem...</title><content type='html'>and when i say owls, i mean cats. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you've been to our complex you know that there's a ton of cats that hang out on our front lawn. i've always attributed this to the relative shadiness (literally and figuratively) of our complex BUT...lately the cats seem to have disappeared. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;strange right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here's what i think. care got that new iphone recently and around that time the cats mysteriously disappeared. could the cats have been working undercover? monitoring carolines daily ins and outs from the front door? it makes sense, i mean, now that she has the iphone anyone can triangulate her position, rendering those cats basically useless. or possibly redirecting their watchful eyes to another, less tech savvy target. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like, oh let's say, chi chi?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4788132589313230972-7202258032979675857?l=spacemace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spacemace.blogspot.com/feeds/7202258032979675857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4788132589313230972&amp;postID=7202258032979675857' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788132589313230972/posts/default/7202258032979675857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788132589313230972/posts/default/7202258032979675857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spacemace.blogspot.com/2008/08/owls-are-not-as-they-seem.html' title='The owls are not as they seem...'/><author><name>Hoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03869152385322198749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SxTx51bqbrQ/SJ9k0vsL7oI/AAAAAAAAANQ/S8FG4SWqpVQ/s1600-R/Photo%2B39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4788132589313230972.post-4141838518452886707</id><published>2008-08-06T10:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T10:15:27.744-07:00</updated><title type='text'>She Has Been Very Sick Lately AND</title><content type='html'>She got an i-phone!! She's very excited! She loves it! It's so cute and small. It's one of the new white ones. We need to bring her some popsicles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4788132589313230972-4141838518452886707?l=spacemace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spacemace.blogspot.com/feeds/4141838518452886707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4788132589313230972&amp;postID=4141838518452886707' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788132589313230972/posts/default/4141838518452886707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788132589313230972/posts/default/4141838518452886707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spacemace.blogspot.com/2008/08/she-has-been-very-sick-lately-and.html' title='She Has Been Very Sick Lately AND'/><author><name>lady ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04176002136340970290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_1oqCTLsM2vs/SI68eGH63SI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/-qwkgS6fTsE/S220/Photo+7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4788132589313230972.post-25656795706349980</id><published>2008-08-04T17:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T17:38:47.144-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I can tell you this about motorcycles</title><content type='html'>She hates them. What good, safe sense we see from our Cee. Safety first!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4788132589313230972-25656795706349980?l=spacemace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spacemace.blogspot.com/feeds/25656795706349980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4788132589313230972&amp;postID=25656795706349980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788132589313230972/posts/default/25656795706349980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788132589313230972/posts/default/25656795706349980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spacemace.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-can-tell-you-this-about-motorcycles.html' title='I can tell you this about motorcycles'/><author><name>Hoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03869152385322198749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SxTx51bqbrQ/SJ9k0vsL7oI/AAAAAAAAANQ/S8FG4SWqpVQ/s1600-R/Photo%2B39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4788132589313230972.post-3727139729343966116</id><published>2008-07-20T22:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T23:32:26.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Could She Be...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SxTx51bqbrQ/SIQsyGdjTxI/AAAAAAAAAMI/YSP7yzNnsAs/s1600-h/893948916_a02c72a8d1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SxTx51bqbrQ/SIQsyGdjTxI/AAAAAAAAAMI/YSP7yzNnsAs/s320/893948916_a02c72a8d1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225350706896260882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The modern-day Elizabeth Taylor? Well let's see:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ET: Despite her fame and unprecedented contracts, despite her oscars and nominations, she's never had good press&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CK: (&lt;a href="http://spacemace.blogspot.com"&gt;That certainly isn't true of cee&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ET: She's no "hoity-toity" movie queen, lording it over the plebians; she's a nice lady who wants to please&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CK: (She certainly does like to please...with baked goods)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ET:  The early Liz represented a world of wealth and beauty; she is charming, responsive, bright, a good listener, compassionate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CK: (Hell yeah man)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ET: The later Liz is a parody of Hollywood vulgarity, flashing rock-like diamonds, donning garish portable tents, painting her lips and nails jungle red, cussin' like a stevedore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CK: (I dont know about the cussing, but rock-like diamonds? that shit sounds gangsta)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4788132589313230972-3727139729343966116?l=spacemace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spacemace.blogspot.com/feeds/3727139729343966116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4788132589313230972&amp;postID=3727139729343966116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788132589313230972/posts/default/3727139729343966116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788132589313230972/posts/default/3727139729343966116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spacemace.blogspot.com/2008/07/could-she-be.html' title='Could She Be...'/><author><name>Hoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03869152385322198749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SxTx51bqbrQ/SJ9k0vsL7oI/AAAAAAAAANQ/S8FG4SWqpVQ/s1600-R/Photo%2B39.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_SxTx51bqbrQ/SIQsyGdjTxI/AAAAAAAAAMI/YSP7yzNnsAs/s72-c/893948916_a02c72a8d1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4788132589313230972.post-6810477721530633095</id><published>2008-07-16T17:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T17:50:47.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Think She Might Have Gone Bowling Last Night</title><content type='html'>She invited me to go, but I couldn't. So I'm not actually positive about whether she went, but I assume so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4788132589313230972-6810477721530633095?l=spacemace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spacemace.blogspot.com/feeds/6810477721530633095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4788132589313230972&amp;postID=6810477721530633095' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788132589313230972/posts/default/6810477721530633095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788132589313230972/posts/default/6810477721530633095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spacemace.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-think-she-might-have-gone-bowling.html' title='I Think She Might Have Gone Bowling Last Night'/><author><name>lady ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04176002136340970290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_1oqCTLsM2vs/SI68eGH63SI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/-qwkgS6fTsE/S220/Photo+7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4788132589313230972.post-5114426461945143546</id><published>2008-06-27T09:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T10:00:31.145-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's Pause for a Moment</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1oqCTLsM2vs/SGUbpZ6xodI/AAAAAAAAAGk/6qBVl_5V_lI/s1600-h/heath+joker.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216606141524582866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1oqCTLsM2vs/SGUbpZ6xodI/AAAAAAAAAGk/6qBVl_5V_lI/s200/heath+joker.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Let us pause our speculations on ck for a moment to remember the late, great Heath Ledger. He is to appear as the "Joker" in the upcoming Batman movie. So it will seem that he is still with us, which will be spooky and chilling. But he is not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us speculate on what he may be doing right now in heaven. Is he cloud surfing? Flirting with angels? Playing with puppies? I wonder.... Will he watch Batman: The Dark Knight on opening night? Is he reading our blog? Is he as concerned with the safety and well-being of ck as we are? I bet you he is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4788132589313230972-5114426461945143546?l=spacemace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spacemace.blogspot.com/feeds/5114426461945143546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4788132589313230972&amp;postID=5114426461945143546' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788132589313230972/posts/default/5114426461945143546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788132589313230972/posts/default/5114426461945143546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spacemace.blogspot.com/2008/06/lets-pause-for-moment.html' title='Let&apos;s Pause for a Moment'/><author><name>lady ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04176002136340970290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_1oqCTLsM2vs/SI68eGH63SI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/-qwkgS6fTsE/S220/Photo+7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1oqCTLsM2vs/SGUbpZ6xodI/AAAAAAAAAGk/6qBVl_5V_lI/s72-c/heath+joker.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4788132589313230972.post-8358942724675028006</id><published>2008-06-26T09:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T09:34:04.537-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Strange Bathroom Behavior</title><content type='html'>We think she forgot to shower this morning. Actually, she started to, but then she changed her mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4788132589313230972-8358942724675028006?l=spacemace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spacemace.blogspot.com/feeds/8358942724675028006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4788132589313230972&amp;postID=8358942724675028006' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788132589313230972/posts/default/8358942724675028006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788132589313230972/posts/default/8358942724675028006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spacemace.blogspot.com/2008/06/some-strange-bathroom-behavior.html' title='Some Strange Bathroom Behavior'/><author><name>Hoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03869152385322198749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SxTx51bqbrQ/SJ9k0vsL7oI/AAAAAAAAANQ/S8FG4SWqpVQ/s1600-R/Photo%2B39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4788132589313230972.post-2838069394346166256</id><published>2008-06-23T13:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T13:52:06.587-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cough Cough</title><content type='html'>Ceeks was sick yesterday. She had some dvd's delivered to her door. Insiders tell us that she watched Arrested Development and the Red Shoes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4788132589313230972-2838069394346166256?l=spacemace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spacemace.blogspot.com/feeds/2838069394346166256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4788132589313230972&amp;postID=2838069394346166256' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788132589313230972/posts/default/2838069394346166256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788132589313230972/posts/default/2838069394346166256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spacemace.blogspot.com/2008/06/cough-cough.html' title='Cough Cough'/><author><name>Hoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03869152385322198749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SxTx51bqbrQ/SJ9k0vsL7oI/AAAAAAAAANQ/S8FG4SWqpVQ/s1600-R/Photo%2B39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4788132589313230972.post-7721261957236277536</id><published>2008-06-20T17:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T17:14:50.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OH!!!</title><content type='html'>And! I can't believe I forgot to post this. She got a pedicure, possibly and manicure, and some other grooming things done last Saturday. Make sure she knows how great you think her toenails look!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4788132589313230972-7721261957236277536?l=spacemace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spacemace.blogspot.com/feeds/7721261957236277536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4788132589313230972&amp;postID=7721261957236277536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788132589313230972/posts/default/7721261957236277536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788132589313230972/posts/default/7721261957236277536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spacemace.blogspot.com/2008/06/oh.html' title='OH!!!'/><author><name>lady ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04176002136340970290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_1oqCTLsM2vs/SI68eGH63SI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/-qwkgS6fTsE/S220/Photo+7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4788132589313230972.post-7385449823580697103</id><published>2008-06-20T17:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T17:08:52.235-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what's the big occasion??</title><content type='html'>It sounds like ck is wearing high heels today. I wonder if she's been wearing them all day, or if she's getting ready to go out tonight? I know she's a classy lady and it wouldn't be unheard of for her to wear them all day long for no special reason. But I've also heard her in the bathroom quite a bit. So it makes me wonder if she's getting ready for something special? If so, what could it be?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4788132589313230972-7385449823580697103?l=spacemace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spacemace.blogspot.com/feeds/7385449823580697103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4788132589313230972&amp;postID=7385449823580697103' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788132589313230972/posts/default/7385449823580697103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788132589313230972/posts/default/7385449823580697103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spacemace.blogspot.com/2008/06/whats-big-occasion.html' title='what&apos;s the big occasion??'/><author><name>lady ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04176002136340970290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_1oqCTLsM2vs/SI68eGH63SI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/-qwkgS6fTsE/S220/Photo+7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4788132589313230972.post-2930656683496570886</id><published>2008-06-13T12:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T12:57:31.245-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You Want In...</title><content type='html'>On this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'd like to assemble a task force that will help take our ceekay spotting to a more professional level. We need volunteers to sit on our couch night and day and keep a log of her various day to day activities. When you hear a toilet flush, write it down. That kind of thing. It's a full time job, keeping track of one girl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4788132589313230972-2930656683496570886?l=spacemace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spacemace.blogspot.com/feeds/2930656683496570886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4788132589313230972&amp;postID=2930656683496570886' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788132589313230972/posts/default/2930656683496570886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788132589313230972/posts/default/2930656683496570886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spacemace.blogspot.com/2008/06/you-want-in.html' title='You Want In...'/><author><name>Hoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03869152385322198749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SxTx51bqbrQ/SJ9k0vsL7oI/AAAAAAAAANQ/S8FG4SWqpVQ/s1600-R/Photo%2B39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4788132589313230972.post-4400172405096785047</id><published>2008-06-13T12:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T12:50:07.584-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SYTYCD</title><content type='html'>Caroline and I watched so you think you can dance last night. She likes twitch. She was also spotted at the koko kitchen, eating outside with no sunglasses to speak of. That's our caroline! Always braving the elements.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4788132589313230972-4400172405096785047?l=spacemace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spacemace.blogspot.com/feeds/4400172405096785047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4788132589313230972&amp;postID=4400172405096785047' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788132589313230972/posts/default/4400172405096785047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788132589313230972/posts/default/4400172405096785047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spacemace.blogspot.com/2008/06/sytycd.html' title='SYTYCD'/><author><name>Hoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03869152385322198749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SxTx51bqbrQ/SJ9k0vsL7oI/AAAAAAAAANQ/S8FG4SWqpVQ/s1600-R/Photo%2B39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4788132589313230972.post-5400256713378926772</id><published>2008-06-07T00:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T00:27:20.635-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i know this much.</title><content type='html'>I was with her tonight!! I know she was in Provo and we ate birthday cake together. I kept track of her up until about 11pm, so I have no guarantees of how she spent the rest of the evening. Hopefully hoon can add in the rest of the deets.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4788132589313230972-5400256713378926772?l=spacemace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spacemace.blogspot.com/feeds/5400256713378926772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4788132589313230972&amp;postID=5400256713378926772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788132589313230972/posts/default/5400256713378926772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788132589313230972/posts/default/5400256713378926772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spacemace.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-know-this-much.html' title='i know this much.'/><author><name>lady ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04176002136340970290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_1oqCTLsM2vs/SI68eGH63SI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/-qwkgS6fTsE/S220/Photo+7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4788132589313230972.post-338078978359232813</id><published>2008-06-04T08:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T08:59:50.119-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Boy</title><content type='html'>Caroline's back at work. She's on g-chat. If I could blog and chat at the same time I'd ask what she's thinking about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4788132589313230972-338078978359232813?l=spacemace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spacemace.blogspot.com/feeds/338078978359232813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4788132589313230972&amp;postID=338078978359232813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788132589313230972/posts/default/338078978359232813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788132589313230972/posts/default/338078978359232813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spacemace.blogspot.com/2008/06/oh-boy.html' title='Oh Boy'/><author><name>Hoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03869152385322198749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SxTx51bqbrQ/SJ9k0vsL7oI/AAAAAAAAANQ/S8FG4SWqpVQ/s1600-R/Photo%2B39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4788132589313230972.post-4635216186287906562</id><published>2008-06-02T11:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T11:18:52.595-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HIGH ALERT!</title><content type='html'>Cee is back in town today! Prepare for this blog to be all abuzz with CK updates and theories, and possibly some interviews with people as they leave her house!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4788132589313230972-4635216186287906562?l=spacemace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spacemace.blogspot.com/feeds/4635216186287906562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4788132589313230972&amp;postID=4635216186287906562' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788132589313230972/posts/default/4635216186287906562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788132589313230972/posts/default/4635216186287906562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spacemace.blogspot.com/2008/06/high-alert.html' title='HIGH ALERT!'/><author><name>Hoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03869152385322198749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SxTx51bqbrQ/SJ9k0vsL7oI/AAAAAAAAANQ/S8FG4SWqpVQ/s1600-R/Photo%2B39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4788132589313230972.post-7431811826899903764</id><published>2008-05-30T11:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T11:21:20.598-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I think she might be getting central air...</title><content type='html'>I don't have any &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;new&lt;/span&gt; news about Caroline, but I guess I kind of do. I think she might be getting central air this week. I heard people talking about it and I've seen some maintenance guys around. So that's exciting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4788132589313230972-7431811826899903764?l=spacemace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spacemace.blogspot.com/feeds/7431811826899903764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4788132589313230972&amp;postID=7431811826899903764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788132589313230972/posts/default/7431811826899903764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788132589313230972/posts/default/7431811826899903764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spacemace.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-think-she-might-be-getting-central.html' title='I think she might be getting central air...'/><author><name>lady ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04176002136340970290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_1oqCTLsM2vs/SI68eGH63SI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/-qwkgS6fTsE/S220/Photo+7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4788132589313230972.post-4744073076117092739</id><published>2008-05-30T11:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T11:18:51.027-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Still gone...</title><content type='html'>Caroline is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;still&lt;/span&gt; gone. I've noticed that her car has been parked in the exact same spot for several days now. I wonder when she's getting back. I saw her leave a couple days ago with a rolling luggage and a couple of girls, so I'm assuming they're the ones who took her to the airport. I hope Caroline gets to eat at Fenton's while she's out there. I know how much she loves it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4788132589313230972-4744073076117092739?l=spacemace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spacemace.blogspot.com/feeds/4744073076117092739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4788132589313230972&amp;postID=4744073076117092739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788132589313230972/posts/default/4744073076117092739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788132589313230972/posts/default/4744073076117092739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spacemace.blogspot.com/2008/05/still-gone.html' title='Still gone...'/><author><name>lady ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04176002136340970290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_1oqCTLsM2vs/SI68eGH63SI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/-qwkgS6fTsE/S220/Photo+7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4788132589313230972.post-204240830280299276</id><published>2008-05-30T09:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T09:16:32.402-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5/29/08 10:12 am</title><content type='html'>I'm in the Phoenix airport, but even from here, I have a feeling that Caroline is on Taraval street in San Francisco. She's probably thinking about cupcakes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4788132589313230972-204240830280299276?l=spacemace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spacemace.blogspot.com/feeds/204240830280299276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4788132589313230972&amp;postID=204240830280299276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788132589313230972/posts/default/204240830280299276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788132589313230972/posts/default/204240830280299276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spacemace.blogspot.com/2008/05/52908-1012-am.html' title='5/29/08 10:12 am'/><author><name>Hoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03869152385322198749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SxTx51bqbrQ/SJ9k0vsL7oI/AAAAAAAAANQ/S8FG4SWqpVQ/s1600-R/Photo%2B39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
