<?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-8012865953669927077</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:48:06.365-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day in the Life of Seminary 3</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeofseminary3.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8012865953669927077/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeofseminary3.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>The Ladies of Seminary 3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17530493464720898436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>36</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8012865953669927077.post-2350798851753032838</id><published>2009-03-19T11:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T12:07:43.539-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring is in the air....no literally</title><content type='html'>I feel like this blog has turned into an outlet for all of the complaints we have regarding our apartment/each other.  SO...in order to continue that trend I would like to file a complaint.  Last night as Bev and I sat in the living room, watching a little TV, we began to notice that our living room was incredibly warm, or rather stifling.  Bev and I were puzzled because as soon as the temperature outdoors reached 60-70s, we turned off every heat dial in our house.  I decided to inspect the heat dial in the living room myself to make sure it was exactly were we left it...OFF.  Imagine my surprise to find that the dial was cranked all the way up to 85F. I was speechless.  I relayed my discovery to Bev....she had a one word response for me...GERALDINE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, for those of you who don't know, Geraldine has a tendency to crank the heat in every room in the house, especially the living room.  Now usually, Bev, Betty or I immediately turn the heat back down to where it should be after Ger touches it, however none of us realized that Geraldine turned our heat up to sauna status last night.  I think we may need to take drastic measures...high school style, cover the temperature dial with plastic and lock it...take that Geraldine...just kidding, love ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UPDATES:&lt;br /&gt;Since we don't post as regularly as we did 1st semester, I feel the need to give some updates...&lt;br /&gt;- No worries friends, we passed our housing inspection, no violations here!&lt;br /&gt;- Bev has decided to attend Loyola next year for grad school...get it GIRRRRRL!&lt;br /&gt;- BJ gave her very first seminar presentation yesterday and she ROCKED it!&lt;br /&gt;- Betty now has 12 participants for her seminar study...yeah!&lt;br /&gt;- Geraldine now makes it until almost 12 am everynight...congrats Ger, you're no longer a grandma :)&lt;br /&gt;- Alistair now responds when you yell "hey ugly," it seems we've trained him well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all for now friends, more posts to come over spring break. I hope everyone travels safe and don't forget not to do anything we wouldn't do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXOXOXO&lt;br /&gt;SEMINARY 3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8012865953669927077-2350798851753032838?l=adayinthelifeofseminary3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeofseminary3.blogspot.com/feeds/2350798851753032838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8012865953669927077&amp;postID=2350798851753032838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8012865953669927077/posts/default/2350798851753032838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8012865953669927077/posts/default/2350798851753032838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeofseminary3.blogspot.com/2009/03/spring-is-in-airno-literally.html' title='Spring is in the air....no literally'/><author><name>The Ladies of Seminary 3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17530493464720898436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8012865953669927077.post-1844875311796267286</id><published>2009-03-08T23:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T23:46:42.459-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kitchen Overhaul</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BIaPYYTrqzU/SbS6KMlxtqI/AAAAAAAAACU/v1PeuTXUFfQ/s1600-h/DSCN0842.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BIaPYYTrqzU/SbS6KMlxtqI/AAAAAAAAACU/v1PeuTXUFfQ/s320/DSCN0842.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311074544917788322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In an effort to completely clean our apartment, we decided it was high time the fridge had an overhaul.  While this seemed like a brilliant idea, we soon found we had our work cut out for us.  Exhibit #1: Sour mix, spilled all over the bottom shelf of the fridge-it's been there since week 2 of first semester...disgusting. Exhibit #2: Salad dressing leaked out of the bottle onto all three door shelves- the result, every single bottle in the door had to be rinsed and dried. Exhibit #3: "deli drawer" had crumbs and peaces of unrecognizable food- the result- Betty had to get down and dirty in the shower with it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some, cleaning the nasty fridge would have been enough, but for Betty, Bev and I, it was just the beginning.  We decided, in order to make the kitchen more efficient, we needed to rearrange all of the counter-tops/cupboards.  BRILLIANT...3 hours later, it was not so brilliant.  While this process did take up most of our Friday night, it was worth it when Geraldine walked in the kitchen the next morning and couldn't find a glass..BAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXOXO,&lt;br /&gt;The seminary 3 cleaning service&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8012865953669927077-1844875311796267286?l=adayinthelifeofseminary3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeofseminary3.blogspot.com/feeds/1844875311796267286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8012865953669927077&amp;postID=1844875311796267286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8012865953669927077/posts/default/1844875311796267286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8012865953669927077/posts/default/1844875311796267286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeofseminary3.blogspot.com/2009/03/kitchen-overhaul.html' title='Kitchen Overhaul'/><author><name>The Ladies of Seminary 3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17530493464720898436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BIaPYYTrqzU/SbS6KMlxtqI/AAAAAAAAACU/v1PeuTXUFfQ/s72-c/DSCN0842.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8012865953669927077.post-3045209465270080471</id><published>2009-03-02T11:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T11:07:04.933-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seminary 3 = WW4</title><content type='html'>So this weekend, Betty and Geraldine ditched BJ and Bev to go home.  Now normally, BJ and Bev would have utilized this time to clean the apartment and make it look presentable for when the other half of our family returned, however, this weekend that did not happen, which in turn left our apartment in a state which would horrify any fraternity member.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brief description of the nastiness that is our apartment:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kitchen- Dirty dishes (mostly mine) line the sink, clean dishes are overflowing on the "drain" side of the sink. The floor has not been swept/mopped in over a week. The countertops look like a break factory, aka crumbs are everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinning Room- Books, papers, binders, notebooks, makeup, nail-polish, laptops and cups cover the entire table. Also the floor has not been vacuumed in almost 2 weeks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living Room- Again, papers, books, backpacks and cups cover almost every surface area. Also, all of the furniture is disarranged from Bev's photography project. PS- we are still missing several bouncy balls from that particular endeavor, if you find any, let us know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bathroom- Perhaps the nastiest room in the house, this one does not even deserve a description, i'll leave it up to your imagination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would say that the ladies of seminary 3 need to clean, immediately, before their apartment becomes a health violation...just kidding, its really not that bad, just messier than our usual neat freak status.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kisses to all this cold afternoon,&lt;br /&gt;BJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8012865953669927077-3045209465270080471?l=adayinthelifeofseminary3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeofseminary3.blogspot.com/feeds/3045209465270080471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8012865953669927077&amp;postID=3045209465270080471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8012865953669927077/posts/default/3045209465270080471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8012865953669927077/posts/default/3045209465270080471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeofseminary3.blogspot.com/2009/03/seminary-3-ww4.html' title='Seminary 3 = WW4'/><author><name>The Ladies of Seminary 3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17530493464720898436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8012865953669927077.post-7346566095759897055</id><published>2009-02-25T21:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T21:56:27.136-08:00</updated><title type='text'>UPDATES</title><content type='html'>First I must begin by apologizing.  I have been informed, by several of our loyal readers, that the seminary 3 blog has not lived up to its first semester standards. For this I am sorry, seminar is currently ruling my life, and I'm fairly certain, Betty, Geraldine and Bev have forgotten about this poor little blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will, however, promise that I will do a better job of keeping the blog updated, as it allows some of you to procrastinate for a little bit longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEWS:&lt;br /&gt;I have decided, since it has been almost 3 weeks since the last post, to give updates on all of the roommates as well as some of our important friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barbara Jean:&lt;br /&gt;BJ's life has become a black hole of seminar hell as of late.  She has enjoyed 3 weeks of sleep overs with Roy as well as new found addiction to Dunkin Donuts Hazelnut Coffee. Her roommates hardly ever see her and seem to be locking her out constantly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Betty:&lt;br /&gt;Betty has been up to the usual Spanish and Kinesiology homework, also she has a new found love of garlic bagel chips, which make the rest of the roommates, BJ especially flee when she enters a room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geraldine:&lt;br /&gt;Our lovely law school applicant was just accepted to SLU, (congrats GD!!) news which she was thrilled to hear, as it means she has a future :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bev:&lt;br /&gt;Oh Bev...so much to say. Our lovely Psychology Grad school applicant has been accepted to both MS and Loyola...YAY BEV! Now it comes down to choosing one, which may be more difficult than the application process itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Journey Jo:&lt;br /&gt;Our beloved bride-to-be has been working on planning her wedding as well as plodding through her senior seminar, get it girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chastity:&lt;br /&gt;Our friendly GC native has been absent as of late due to a serious of illnesses which, today, landed her in the hospital, our thoughts are with you Chas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cornelius:&lt;br /&gt;Has reached a new status on the "Seminary 3 Loves You Chart" as he purchased Heavyweights (Yes, the movie about the fat camp kids) and mailed it to Betty for all of Seminary 3 to enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arnold:&lt;br /&gt;No surprises here...he's still an asshole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I hope you enjoyed this brief update, I promise to keep the blog updated with amusing daily occurrences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXOXO&lt;br /&gt;BJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8012865953669927077-7346566095759897055?l=adayinthelifeofseminary3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeofseminary3.blogspot.com/feeds/7346566095759897055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8012865953669927077&amp;postID=7346566095759897055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8012865953669927077/posts/default/7346566095759897055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8012865953669927077/posts/default/7346566095759897055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeofseminary3.blogspot.com/2009/02/updates.html' title='UPDATES'/><author><name>The Ladies of Seminary 3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17530493464720898436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8012865953669927077.post-5402623137475025551</id><published>2009-02-09T19:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T20:12:20.145-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Children's books and Three Ways</title><content type='html'>I Barbara Jean, may have had the most interesting day of my college experience.  Today I received an email telling me I had a package at the Student Union.  I knew exactly what it was-several books I have been waiting for.  One of which was the Legend of Sleepy Hollow by Irving.  Imagine my surprise when the envelope containing this book was completely flat.  Nevertheless, I refused to be perturbed, I opened the package, pulled out its contents and looked down to find myself holding a children's picture book entitled "The Legend of Sleepy Hollow." I was at this point, slightly confused as I had directly copied the ISBN HB had given us.  Now either HB is playing a cruel joke on us and this is truly the book we need or he gave us the wrong number.  Anyways, my roommates found this whole ordeal hilarious, for me, however it was frustrating.  No worries, I will be sure to keep you updated on the Sleepy Hollow situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, I received a hysterical phone call from Betty last night telling me I had to come home immediately.  SO, being the good friend I am, I hauled my ass home to see what exactly had put her in such a tizzy.  Imagine my surprise to discover her three way video chatting with Cornelius and his brother,Lawrence .  For whatever reason, the four of us became slap happy which led to Cornelius performing an entire dance routine in his desk chair to the one and only Ping Pong Song as well as the ever entertaining brotherly banter between the two boys.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there we have it...a summary of the last few days at Seminary 3. We promise the updates will become more consistent, once we become bored with our classwork and need to procrastinate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all-&lt;br /&gt;Sorry bout ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BJ and Betty&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8012865953669927077-5402623137475025551?l=adayinthelifeofseminary3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeofseminary3.blogspot.com/feeds/5402623137475025551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8012865953669927077&amp;postID=5402623137475025551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8012865953669927077/posts/default/5402623137475025551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8012865953669927077/posts/default/5402623137475025551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeofseminary3.blogspot.com/2009/02/childrens-books-and-three-ways.html' title='Children&apos;s books and Three Ways'/><author><name>The Ladies of Seminary 3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17530493464720898436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8012865953669927077.post-4906350219907998098</id><published>2009-01-28T11:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T11:07:36.795-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear President Casey.....</title><content type='html'>I would like to inform you that today should have been a snow day. Either you cancel classes or you teach physical plan how to shovel sidewalks.  This morning when I opened my front door, I discovered that our entire sidewalk/steps area was covered with snow that reached my knees. Luckily I was wearing my trusty Ugg boots, however other students were not so lucky.  It literally took me 10 minutes to cross the street and reach each college.  Mind you this was at 10:30, thus there should have been plenty of time for the sidewalks to have been cleared but alas they were not.  Also, the city of Greencastle needs to learn how to work their snow plows properly.  Not only were most of the streets not plowed, but the ones that were plowed were done so horribly that cars were getting stuck. So the purpose of this post? To let President Casey know that today should have been a snow day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is my rant&lt;br /&gt;Hugs and Kisses,&lt;br /&gt;BJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8012865953669927077-4906350219907998098?l=adayinthelifeofseminary3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeofseminary3.blogspot.com/feeds/4906350219907998098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8012865953669927077&amp;postID=4906350219907998098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8012865953669927077/posts/default/4906350219907998098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8012865953669927077/posts/default/4906350219907998098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeofseminary3.blogspot.com/2009/01/dear-president-casey.html' title='Dear President Casey.....'/><author><name>The Ladies of Seminary 3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17530493464720898436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8012865953669927077.post-1150612358545189862</id><published>2009-01-24T21:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T21:45:21.750-08:00</updated><title type='text'>And I returned from Egypt alive!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BIaPYYTrqzU/SXv8aRr4C2I/AAAAAAAAACM/mdomMSZsz-8/s1600-h/DSCN0451.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BIaPYYTrqzU/SXv8aRr4C2I/AAAAAAAAACM/mdomMSZsz-8/s320/DSCN0451.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295103315258379106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since it has been 3 weeks since Ive updated, I decided it was about time.  So lets begin with Egypt...lets just say it may have been one of the most amazing times of my life.  We rode camels, bartered with the natives, ate falafel, ran from the riot police, flirted with Egyptian men and touched the Nile, amongst other things.  Cairo was dirty and smelly but beautiful none the less.  One interesting development is that each Egyptian bathroom contains a beday (so NOT spelled correctly), my roommate thought it was a urinal and thus sprayed herself in the face with toilet water.  Overall it was an amazing trip and I am missing the "gypt" already, in fact I am planning a trip back this summer :). In other news, our lives (those of us who are greek) are consumed by rush, thus don't expect any posts in the near future.  Once school gets started and rush is over, Im sure we will have many funny stories to share!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asalama et Ana Bahebeg &lt;br /&gt;(PS I am attempting to learn Arabic)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barbara Jean&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8012865953669927077-1150612358545189862?l=adayinthelifeofseminary3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeofseminary3.blogspot.com/feeds/1150612358545189862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8012865953669927077&amp;postID=1150612358545189862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8012865953669927077/posts/default/1150612358545189862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8012865953669927077/posts/default/1150612358545189862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeofseminary3.blogspot.com/2009/01/and-i-returned-from-egypt-alive.html' title='And I returned from Egypt alive!'/><author><name>The Ladies of Seminary 3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17530493464720898436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BIaPYYTrqzU/SXv8aRr4C2I/AAAAAAAAACM/mdomMSZsz-8/s72-c/DSCN0451.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8012865953669927077.post-484851747573859842</id><published>2009-01-12T16:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T19:37:19.123-08:00</updated><title type='text'>got heat?</title><content type='html'>oh, winter term. jamaica. egypt. argentina. there are two things that all three places have in common: 1) the temperature is above 70 degrees, and 2) im not in any of those places. you see i had my fun sophomore year frolicing around cameroon and decided to save a bit of $$ this year by doing an internship in indianapolis. this unpaid internship will no doubt help my future; however, friday it is forecasted to be -6 degrees when i wake up. not exactly buenos aires id say. this wouldnt be that big of a problem, if the INSIDE of the house im living in were above, say, 60 degrees. it seems my roommates wish to save a bit of money, and one way of doing so is keeping the temperature WAY down low. the first night i was alone so i of course turned up the heat to a more suitable temperature. the next night however, i think i was slightly frostbitten on 90% of my body. see sleeping on a bed of air on the floor in a house that is 64 degrees at night means you're essentially sleeping on 64 degree cold air. yummy. the next day i coughed up $29.99 and bought a heating blanket, which is my new best friend. i take him everywhere with me in the house; let's just hope he can keep me warm thursday night when the temp drops below 0. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope that geraldine, bj, and betty are having fun around the world. i expect some pretty great stories and at least SOMEONE to come home with a tan. dont disappoint me ladies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know you love me.&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;bev and her heating blanket ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8012865953669927077-484851747573859842?l=adayinthelifeofseminary3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeofseminary3.blogspot.com/feeds/484851747573859842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8012865953669927077&amp;postID=484851747573859842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8012865953669927077/posts/default/484851747573859842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8012865953669927077/posts/default/484851747573859842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeofseminary3.blogspot.com/2009/01/got-heat.html' title='got heat?'/><author><name>The Ladies of Seminary 3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17530493464720898436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8012865953669927077.post-2818113435761737121</id><published>2009-01-03T14:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T14:17:30.645-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Egypt Anyone?</title><content type='html'>You know what I love? When you really need some information and your professors are conspicuously MIA. Take for example, my WT professors.  Today as we were all horrified to discover, Israeli troops invaded Gaza, after several nervous phone calls from friends, I decided to find out for myself. Now this would have gone perfectly well had my professor decided to respond.  So now, here I am, sitting alone in the living room, fretting about the fate of my Egyptian experience.  That's all for now, I will be sure to keep you updated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget to walk like an Egyptian,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barbara Jean&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8012865953669927077-2818113435761737121?l=adayinthelifeofseminary3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeofseminary3.blogspot.com/feeds/2818113435761737121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8012865953669927077&amp;postID=2818113435761737121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8012865953669927077/posts/default/2818113435761737121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8012865953669927077/posts/default/2818113435761737121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeofseminary3.blogspot.com/2009/01/egypt-anyone.html' title='Egypt Anyone?'/><author><name>The Ladies of Seminary 3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17530493464720898436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8012865953669927077.post-1645897956881269878</id><published>2008-12-30T10:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T11:01:22.252-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New From The 'Castle</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;This morning I woke up feeling a little under the weather, stumbled into the kitchen to see 7 bottles of alcohol sitting on my kitchen counter, numerous types of empty beer cans and bottles, clothes scattered around the living room, salt and slices of limes in the sink, and shot glasses galore. Then I obviously realized why I wasn’t feeling so hot. No regrets ;)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a pseudo member of Sem 3 and currently the only one holding down the fort in the g’castle, I’m the only one who can give you a little taste from home, deal with it. Here’s your news ☺&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood: Giddy &lt;br /&gt;Favorite new song: Gives You Hell &lt;br /&gt;Last Movie Watched: Marley and Me&lt;br /&gt;Current Song on Ipod: Screaming Infidelities&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot has happened over break. I’ve laughed, I’ve cried, I got pulled over and didn’t get a ticket, etc. Basically it’s just been another typical week! I miss all of my loves from Sem 3. BJ has gotten an insane amount of drunk (and sober) dials, Journey Jo and I have plotted revenge on many, I’ve stalked Bev, and Betty, Cornelius, and I had an amazing video chat last night. Now I would much rather have them all here with me right now, but we will be reunited sooo soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I have finally started acting like a college student again. My tolerance is coming back to me, which isn’t necessarily a good thing. On Friday, I managed to start drinking and black out all in fewer than 2 hours, kind of lame. Luckily I made up for it last night by staying up until 6am having drunken heart to hearts about life, love, and tequila. Last night’s party goers have massive dinner date tonight at b-dubs with plenty of drinks after we get home, then tomorrow is new years and I will be drinking in the Nati, finally Friday a few of my Sem 3 loves come back to me, which is cause for yet another drinking celebration. My liver hates me, but this week has been so worth it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hakuna Matata.&lt;br /&gt;Chastity&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8012865953669927077-1645897956881269878?l=adayinthelifeofseminary3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeofseminary3.blogspot.com/feeds/1645897956881269878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8012865953669927077&amp;postID=1645897956881269878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8012865953669927077/posts/default/1645897956881269878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8012865953669927077/posts/default/1645897956881269878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeofseminary3.blogspot.com/2008/12/new-from-castle.html' title='New From The &apos;Castle'/><author><name>The Ladies of Seminary 3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17530493464720898436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8012865953669927077.post-967432201656672499</id><published>2008-12-29T23:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T23:11:12.807-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One good thing about not being at Seminary</title><content type='html'>Is that I can talk about all of the stuff my roommates tell me not to. Point in case, Bev's cyst.  Now for those of you who don't know, in the last few months, Bev has developed a rather large cyst on her leg...how, we're still not sure.  The possibilities are as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) She contracted some strange disease in Cameroon&lt;br /&gt;2) She was injured while Papa Legba mounted her&lt;br /&gt;3 ) Bad circulation&lt;br /&gt;4) Ellie gave her ringworm, which left untreated, caused a cyst to grow&lt;br /&gt;5) She is the one eating the toilet paper which caused some strange reaction resulting in the cyst&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm not sure about you all, but If I had to guess I would say #2 as she has a long history with Papa Legba.  Anyways, our dearest Bev had the lovely cyst removed this past week and is now on crutches. On the plus side, she doesn't have to wear those sexy socks anymore :) Love ya Bev&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone is enjoying their last few days of freedom before WT starts. Oh and one more thing, Betty's mom just informed me that things are being blown up in Cairo...good news for me as thats where I will be spending 90% of my winter term.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papa Legba love to all,&lt;br /&gt;Barbara Jean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't hate be Bev, wuv you!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8012865953669927077-967432201656672499?l=adayinthelifeofseminary3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeofseminary3.blogspot.com/feeds/967432201656672499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8012865953669927077&amp;postID=967432201656672499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8012865953669927077/posts/default/967432201656672499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8012865953669927077/posts/default/967432201656672499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeofseminary3.blogspot.com/2008/12/one-good-thing-about-not-being-at.html' title='One good thing about not being at Seminary'/><author><name>The Ladies of Seminary 3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17530493464720898436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8012865953669927077.post-1059569079230215694</id><published>2008-12-25T21:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T21:39:07.137-08:00</updated><title type='text'>He Came, He Saw, He Conquered</title><content type='html'>Santa Claus, that is.  I must say that Christmas is my favorite holiday of all time, for obvious reasons of course. Presents, yummy food, fires and trees.  I feel like an idiot admitting this but I feel like a giddy 5 year old when it comes time to open presents.  I don't even like to open my own presents so much as watch other people open theirs, I love watching people get exactly what they want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, on another note, I sorely missing my roommates.  I miss chatting with them before we go to bed, I even find myself attempting to walk to their rooms when I'm at home.  Also, our house is so quite at 3 am, I am used to leaving my bedroom door open and carrying on a serious conversation with Bev at 3 am, as its guaranteed that she will be awake. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, enough for now. Sorry this post was so boring but I have no funny stories to relate as I am not at Seminary and as you know, nothing fun happens outside of Seminary 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope Santa brought everyone what they wanted this Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hugs, Kisses and a round of eggnog to all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8012865953669927077-1059569079230215694?l=adayinthelifeofseminary3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeofseminary3.blogspot.com/feeds/1059569079230215694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8012865953669927077&amp;postID=1059569079230215694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8012865953669927077/posts/default/1059569079230215694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8012865953669927077/posts/default/1059569079230215694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeofseminary3.blogspot.com/2008/12/he-came-he-saw-he-conquered.html' title='He Came, He Saw, He Conquered'/><author><name>The Ladies of Seminary 3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17530493464720898436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8012865953669927077.post-2195201794619726560</id><published>2008-12-23T20:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T21:01:25.165-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Joyous Announcement</title><content type='html'>I realize that I literally just posted but I forgot to mention something very important.  I received an ecstatic text message from Chastity two days ago informing me that our very own Journey Jo is engaged.  Needless to say I screamed when I read the text.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Journey Jo, fondly known as the committed friend, has been dating Jedediah for awhile and we all knew this was coming, and yet Im happy to say I still almost peed my pants when I heard the news. And if you were wondering, her ring is B-E-A-U-T-I-F-U-L!!!!!!!! It sparkles like none other. Nice work Jedediah, nice work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love to Journey and Jedediah&lt;br /&gt;Barbara Jean, Betty, Bev and Geraldine&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8012865953669927077-2195201794619726560?l=adayinthelifeofseminary3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeofseminary3.blogspot.com/feeds/2195201794619726560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8012865953669927077&amp;postID=2195201794619726560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8012865953669927077/posts/default/2195201794619726560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8012865953669927077/posts/default/2195201794619726560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeofseminary3.blogspot.com/2008/12/jouyous-announcement.html' title='Joyous Announcement'/><author><name>The Ladies of Seminary 3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17530493464720898436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8012865953669927077.post-1082627957091351157</id><published>2008-12-23T20:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T20:55:53.717-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Friends Cereal</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BIaPYYTrqzU/SVHAzHfFXYI/AAAAAAAAACE/vISNyHy_1PM/s1600-h/special.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 281px; height: 211px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BIaPYYTrqzU/SVHAzHfFXYI/AAAAAAAAACE/vISNyHy_1PM/s320/special.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283215822297587074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BIaPYYTrqzU/SVHAk1MX2eI/AAAAAAAAAB8/iauhI3XmYkc/s1600-h/de1862702355.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 138px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BIaPYYTrqzU/SVHAk1MX2eI/AAAAAAAAAB8/iauhI3XmYkc/s320/de1862702355.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283215576869100002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would first like to note that I am very disappointed in my roommates as they are forcing me to be the only one that updates our beloved blog. Bev, Betty and Geraldine get your asses in gear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a more light hearted note, I talked to Cornelius last night and he informed me that he purchased Good Friends cereal, I laughed so hard I legit cried.  Why is this funny you ask? Well my friends if you had an extensive knowledge of Rob and Big like the women of seminary 3 you would know.  Props to you Cornelius as I am fairly certain that cereal tastes like ass. We all know you only bought it for the picture on the box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and Love to all on the Eve of Christmas Eve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barbara Jean&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8012865953669927077-1082627957091351157?l=adayinthelifeofseminary3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeofseminary3.blogspot.com/feeds/1082627957091351157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8012865953669927077&amp;postID=1082627957091351157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8012865953669927077/posts/default/1082627957091351157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8012865953669927077/posts/default/1082627957091351157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeofseminary3.blogspot.com/2008/12/good-friends-cereal.html' title='Good Friends Cereal'/><author><name>The Ladies of Seminary 3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17530493464720898436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BIaPYYTrqzU/SVHAzHfFXYI/AAAAAAAAACE/vISNyHy_1PM/s72-c/special.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8012865953669927077.post-30062901363097856</id><published>2008-12-20T06:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T06:58:14.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming at You Live from the Indianapolis Airport</title><content type='html'>Dear God. I have been stuck in the Indianapolis airport for the 10 hours (yesterday) and 3 hours today. Let's just say that I am not a happy camper and am about to pull an Isla Fisher, from wedding crashers, style tantrum.  Ok I understand weather related delays, but a computer maintenance light that takes 10 hours to fix is beyond me.  Luckily Chastity is a great pseudo roommate and came to get me and helped console me with Marvs (love ya biotch).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I have been at the airport I have noticed a few important things that I feel I must share with you.&lt;br /&gt;1)Airports are NOT, I repeat NOT conducive to sleeping, the floors are really hard and the constant announcements make it difficult to fall sleep in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Starbucks at the airport does not taste as good as Starbucks other places&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Magazines are ridiculously over priced&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Gate Agents are NOT nice people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Northwest Airlines has a conspiracy theory against me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well thats all for now, hope you enjoyed hearing about my hellish stay at the airport, I'll be sure to keep you updated on flight statuses and such.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bisous to all of you who are at home in your beds on this snowy morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barbara Jean&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8012865953669927077-30062901363097856?l=adayinthelifeofseminary3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeofseminary3.blogspot.com/feeds/30062901363097856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8012865953669927077&amp;postID=30062901363097856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8012865953669927077/posts/default/30062901363097856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8012865953669927077/posts/default/30062901363097856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeofseminary3.blogspot.com/2008/12/coming-at-you-live-from-indianapolis.html' title='Coming at You Live from the Indianapolis Airport'/><author><name>The Ladies of Seminary 3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17530493464720898436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8012865953669927077.post-7874119291883885308</id><published>2008-12-18T16:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T16:40:09.532-08:00</updated><title type='text'>And then there was one.....</title><content type='html'>It is with great sadness that I must inform you that only one of the lovely seminary 3 ladies remains.  Betty left early this afternoon and Bev left yesterday.  It was with sadness (and sleepiness) that I bid Betty farewell,but don't worry we've already talked twice since she left 6 hours ago! Anyways, I felt the need to post as I am sitting here at Chastity's house getting ready to go home to my empty house. So with that, as the last of the residents of Seminary present, I bid you farewell and happy holidays and good luck to all of you who have finals tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hugs and Kisses from Chastity and BJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8012865953669927077-7874119291883885308?l=adayinthelifeofseminary3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeofseminary3.blogspot.com/feeds/7874119291883885308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8012865953669927077&amp;postID=7874119291883885308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8012865953669927077/posts/default/7874119291883885308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8012865953669927077/posts/default/7874119291883885308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeofseminary3.blogspot.com/2008/12/and-then-there-was-one.html' title='And then there was one.....'/><author><name>The Ladies of Seminary 3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17530493464720898436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8012865953669927077.post-4956108462989000524</id><published>2008-12-17T13:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T13:25:12.863-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Message From Chastity</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BIaPYYTrqzU/SUltuFIcRzI/AAAAAAAAAB0/VMODfmJGqRw/s1600-h/be83e7d8c11e3a2bc4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 168px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BIaPYYTrqzU/SUltuFIcRzI/AAAAAAAAAB0/VMODfmJGqRw/s320/be83e7d8c11e3a2bc4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280872676487612210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today After I woke up from my 5 hour coma, I had this little number in my email inbox, lets just say I was peeing my pants. Oh and on another note, Bev has left seminary 3, sad day. Ps Bev, if you're reading this, you forgot to clean the bathroom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Chastity:&lt;br /&gt;"In my efforts to procrastinate, i decided to make seminary 3 their very own christmas card....with the addition of 2 of their favorite people, myself and kelsea (because you love us, and because i had 2 heads to fill) sorry im so creepy."&lt;br /&gt;love you all!&lt;br /&gt;Chastity&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8012865953669927077-4956108462989000524?l=adayinthelifeofseminary3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeofseminary3.blogspot.com/feeds/4956108462989000524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8012865953669927077&amp;postID=4956108462989000524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8012865953669927077/posts/default/4956108462989000524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8012865953669927077/posts/default/4956108462989000524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeofseminary3.blogspot.com/2008/12/message-from-chastity_17.html' title='A Message From Chastity'/><author><name>The Ladies of Seminary 3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17530493464720898436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BIaPYYTrqzU/SUltuFIcRzI/AAAAAAAAAB0/VMODfmJGqRw/s72-c/be83e7d8c11e3a2bc4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8012865953669927077.post-3766985302506670585</id><published>2008-12-16T20:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T20:08:06.504-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So Long, Farewell....</title><content type='html'>I am sad to report that Geraldine bid Seminary 3 adieu today.  The lucky biotch finished up her finals, packed up her gear, accused all the roommates of eating her goldfish and peaced out.  I must say the living room us unpleasantly vacant and the overall chemistry in the apartment is off.  It is 11:03 pm and no one is asleep....and probably won't be for awhile. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I have a very serious complaint about DePauw University.  Late this afternoon when I was walking to the library, I almost biffed mmm about 6 times (if you don't know what biffed it means, its a Minnesota term for fall).  Betty encountered the same issue. As she was walking to the hub, up the ramp she fell. Now she happened to be on the phone with one of our friends, since she is not listed, we will call her Blanche.  Suddenly, in the middle of the conversation, Betty yelled "Oh NO!" and the phone disconnected.  Now Blanche, being the good friend she is, immediately called me to see if I was with Betty, when I said no, she informed me that Betty had fallen.  Luckily nothing but Betty's pride suffered damage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all for now, time to study a little bit more.&lt;br /&gt;Good luck to all of those who are brave enough to walk across the skating rink that is campus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BJ and Betty&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8012865953669927077-3766985302506670585?l=adayinthelifeofseminary3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeofseminary3.blogspot.com/feeds/3766985302506670585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8012865953669927077&amp;postID=3766985302506670585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8012865953669927077/posts/default/3766985302506670585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8012865953669927077/posts/default/3766985302506670585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeofseminary3.blogspot.com/2008/12/so-long-farewell.html' title='So Long, Farewell....'/><author><name>The Ladies of Seminary 3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17530493464720898436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8012865953669927077.post-1075161797150232571</id><published>2008-12-15T10:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T10:25:07.711-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Very Important Discovery!</title><content type='html'>So I realize that I just posted mmm...about 5 minutes ago but I forget this small discovery I made the other night.  In order to combat the outrageous temperature in my room (read the post about heat control) I opened all of my windows...yes, you heard me. Cold dorm style. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, As I was bundled up in my bed on the verge of hypothermia, I decided, at 4 am, to go on a mission and discover the source of the heat in my room.  After turning every single heat control in the house (and then running back to my room to feel the heaters) I was dismayed as none of them were responsible for the inferno.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, naturally, I decided I needed a cookie, in order to drown my sorrows.  As I reached for the light switch in the kitchen, my hand knocked against a heat control! The only one in the house I had yet to try.  Sure enough, I had found the culprit.  So now my friends, I am pleased to inform you that my room is a comfortable temperature, the noisy neighbors, however, are still a problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kisses,&lt;br /&gt;BJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8012865953669927077-1075161797150232571?l=adayinthelifeofseminary3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeofseminary3.blogspot.com/feeds/1075161797150232571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8012865953669927077&amp;postID=1075161797150232571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8012865953669927077/posts/default/1075161797150232571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8012865953669927077/posts/default/1075161797150232571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeofseminary3.blogspot.com/2008/12/very-important-discovery.html' title='Very Important Discovery!'/><author><name>The Ladies of Seminary 3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17530493464720898436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8012865953669927077.post-5205933979731154634</id><published>2008-12-15T10:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T10:14:24.815-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paper Topics</title><content type='html'>You know what I hate? When you're sitting in class and decided to raise your hand in order to receive participation points, the professor calls on you, you give your little blip and then all of a sudden they look as if you are God's gift to students. And then they say those dreaded eight words, "That would be a great final paper topic!" Now that would be all well and good if you had actually thought about the comment before you said it out loud, because in reality the only reason you said it was because it was the only part of the reading you could remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sad to say that this happened to me my friends and now I'm stuck. Between a rock and a hard place.  Either I suffer through writing a 8-10 page paper on an obscure topic or I let my professor down. Big time. Today I went to meet with said professor, intending to tell him that I was switching paper topics, and explain the limited amount of research I had found on the original topic.  Much to my dismay, he began to get extremely excited about what I had found, needless to say I couldn't shatter his dreams by telling him of my intentions to give up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I am. Stuck. How am I supposed to write an 8-10 page paper on a person whose name we don't even know? I have found a solution to this problem: I will never raise my hand in class again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXOXO to all who are under the covers with Roy O on this snowy afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More to follow later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8012865953669927077-5205933979731154634?l=adayinthelifeofseminary3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeofseminary3.blogspot.com/feeds/5205933979731154634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8012865953669927077&amp;postID=5205933979731154634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8012865953669927077/posts/default/5205933979731154634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8012865953669927077/posts/default/5205933979731154634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeofseminary3.blogspot.com/2008/12/paper-topics.html' title='Paper Topics'/><author><name>The Ladies of Seminary 3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17530493464720898436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8012865953669927077.post-3899944624620165874</id><published>2008-12-13T21:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T22:11:18.163-08:00</updated><title type='text'>He Stole our Hearts....With Toilet Paper</title><content type='html'>Dearest Friends-&lt;br /&gt;I would like to share with you, one of the most amazing gifts seminary 3 has ever been given.  Today, when we came home from Panera, not only did we find Cornelius waiting for us, but also, when we opened the bathroom door we found a 24 pack of Angel Soft.  Seriously? Could he be much cuter? When asked why he bought us TP his response was, "Well I read your blog thingy and I saw you needed some, so I went to walmart." and then our hearts melted. Thank you C. for proving us with TP, we love you always and forever, near and far, closer together..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, &lt;br /&gt;B, BJ, G and B&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8012865953669927077-3899944624620165874?l=adayinthelifeofseminary3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeofseminary3.blogspot.com/feeds/3899944624620165874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8012865953669927077&amp;postID=3899944624620165874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8012865953669927077/posts/default/3899944624620165874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8012865953669927077/posts/default/3899944624620165874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeofseminary3.blogspot.com/2008/12/he-stole-our-heartswith-toilet-paper.html' title='He Stole our Hearts....With Toilet Paper'/><author><name>The Ladies of Seminary 3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17530493464720898436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8012865953669927077.post-7563026714150016407</id><published>2008-12-13T12:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T12:33:52.051-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Since Betty doesn't know what I study....</title><content type='html'>Although I've been living with Betty for a semester, I find that she has no idea what I study. So, I am going to include parts of my paper that one of my teachers told me she really enjoyed.&lt;br /&gt;Betty: I study anthropology, spanish, political science, and latin american and caribbean studies.&lt;br /&gt;I know it has nothing to do with kinesiology but that's why you go to a liberal arts institution. love ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Inclusion and Exclusion of Gender: How History and the Politics of Theory Shape &lt;br /&gt;                              Interpretations of Identity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The (mis)understanding of gender has plagued anthropological research until the late 20th century. Male domination of the discipline produced blatant neglect of women and their roles which led to identity construction based on assumptions and poorly guided theories. However, as a result of the feminist movement, gender finally became more than just a label—it emerged as new discourse. Although both Evans-Pritchard and Hutchinson researched the Nuer peoples, their conclusions differ drastically: Evans-Pritchard’s structural-functionalist argument completely erases gender as a variable in the construction of social order and identity while Hutchinson’s reflexive lens examines gender roles as dynamic and integral to ethnic identity.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yours in the anthropological bond,&lt;br /&gt;Geraldine&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8012865953669927077-7563026714150016407?l=adayinthelifeofseminary3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeofseminary3.blogspot.com/feeds/7563026714150016407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8012865953669927077&amp;postID=7563026714150016407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8012865953669927077/posts/default/7563026714150016407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8012865953669927077/posts/default/7563026714150016407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeofseminary3.blogspot.com/2008/12/since-betty-doesnt-know-what-i-study.html' title='Since Betty doesn&apos;t know what I study....'/><author><name>The Ladies of Seminary 3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17530493464720898436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8012865953669927077.post-2503125189090939925</id><published>2008-12-13T12:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T12:12:04.215-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I got her holler soundin like a siren...</title><content type='html'>Or at least the boys upstairs did.  You know music is too loud when you can hear the lyrics downstairs from the music playing upstairs.  Last night as Betty sat in her room, laboring over her thesis, the boys upstairs decided to have another rave. I say another because it happens almost every weekend! Anyways, after about an hour of watching her bulletin board bounce against the wall, Betty decided to take matters into her own hands.  She walked outside in the freezing cold, climbed the stairs and invaded enemy territory. She knocked and knocked and knocked but to no avail.  The boys could not hear her knocking above their Noche de Sexo.  After about 10 minutes of knocking, Betty decided to go next door and wake up our am.  Let's just say she woke him up and it was a tad bit awkward as he was shirtless.  His response to Betty's complaint was.."Let me put a shirt on and I'll take care of it." Luckily the am's invasion did the trick and Betty was able to complete her thesis. Congratulations to Betty and her new born balance thesis.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love to all on this dreary Saturday,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;B, BJ, G and B&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8012865953669927077-2503125189090939925?l=adayinthelifeofseminary3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeofseminary3.blogspot.com/feeds/2503125189090939925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8012865953669927077&amp;postID=2503125189090939925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8012865953669927077/posts/default/2503125189090939925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8012865953669927077/posts/default/2503125189090939925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeofseminary3.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-got-her-holler-soundin-like-siren.html' title='I got her holler soundin like a siren...'/><author><name>The Ladies of Seminary 3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17530493464720898436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8012865953669927077.post-4594419733292411387</id><published>2008-12-12T08:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T09:00:05.414-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing Person</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BIaPYYTrqzU/SUKYRkD76mI/AAAAAAAAABM/gLqgzI4KtU8/s1600-h/DSCN0253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BIaPYYTrqzU/SUKYRkD76mI/AAAAAAAAABM/gLqgzI4KtU8/s320/DSCN0253.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278949140737026658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Chere Gentlefolk-&lt;div&gt;I have sad news! One of our very own lovers has been missing since Monday.  Dearest Chastity has not been seen around Seminary 3 since around 11 pm on 12/8.  If anyone sees or speaks to her could you please tell her to phone home as we are worried about her well being. I have attached a photo to aid in her identification.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love a very worried,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;B, BJ, G and B&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8012865953669927077-4594419733292411387?l=adayinthelifeofseminary3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeofseminary3.blogspot.com/feeds/4594419733292411387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8012865953669927077&amp;postID=4594419733292411387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8012865953669927077/posts/default/4594419733292411387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8012865953669927077/posts/default/4594419733292411387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeofseminary3.blogspot.com/2008/12/missing-person.html' title='Missing Person'/><author><name>The Ladies of Seminary 3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17530493464720898436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BIaPYYTrqzU/SUKYRkD76mI/AAAAAAAAABM/gLqgzI4KtU8/s72-c/DSCN0253.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8012865953669927077.post-7484234329554868328</id><published>2008-12-11T17:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T17:15:47.806-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I can get sexual too?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BIaPYYTrqzU/SUG6IVdxjQI/AAAAAAAAABE/Gk24MUENzdY/s1600-h/Roy+O.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 207px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BIaPYYTrqzU/SUG6IVdxjQI/AAAAAAAAABE/Gk24MUENzdY/s320/Roy+O.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278704890618678530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I realize that this is the third post of the day, but I had to share, also I'm seriously procrastinating.  Tonight when I walked into the library, I came face to face with the image above, only it was about 20 times larger.  As I read the eye catching poster, I laughed to myself, as DePauw created a poster which contains a sexual innuendo.  While Seminary 3 continuously jokes about "sleeping" with Roy O. we never thought the administration was in on the joke as well.  I think the pink slipper and wack job pjs were an attempt to tone down the blatant sexual message of the poster. In any case, I was amused and felt the need to share.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time to crawl under the covers with my man Roy O.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bisous,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Barbara Jean&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8012865953669927077-7484234329554868328?l=adayinthelifeofseminary3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeofseminary3.blogspot.com/feeds/7484234329554868328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8012865953669927077&amp;postID=7484234329554868328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8012865953669927077/posts/default/7484234329554868328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8012865953669927077/posts/default/7484234329554868328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeofseminary3.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-can-get-sexual-too.html' title='I can get sexual too?'/><author><name>The Ladies of Seminary 3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17530493464720898436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BIaPYYTrqzU/SUG6IVdxjQI/AAAAAAAAABE/Gk24MUENzdY/s72-c/Roy+O.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8012865953669927077.post-6042246363237494857</id><published>2008-12-11T14:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T17:08:56.670-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bev finished her baby</title><content type='html'>Dearest Friends, Lovers and Comrades-&lt;div&gt;I would like to share some joyous news with you. Our very own Beverly Nicole gave birth to a 67 page Psychology thesis today. It was a long hard process, 14 weeks to be exact, many tears were shed and much sleep was lost.  Congratulate her accordingly, however if you see her today, she may not remember.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In other news I would like to thank Alistair for cleaning our apartment and for carrying Geraldine's laundry across campus, what a great friend and lover.  He also came up with some revenge for our noisy neighbors, well played Alistair, well played. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hugs and Sloppy Kisses to all,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Barbara Jean, Geraldine and Alistair &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8012865953669927077-6042246363237494857?l=adayinthelifeofseminary3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeofseminary3.blogspot.com/feeds/6042246363237494857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8012865953669927077&amp;postID=6042246363237494857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8012865953669927077/posts/default/6042246363237494857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8012865953669927077/posts/default/6042246363237494857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeofseminary3.blogspot.com/2008/12/krista-finished-her-baby.html' title='Bev finished her baby'/><author><name>The Ladies of Seminary 3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17530493464720898436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8012865953669927077.post-9113117273372328662</id><published>2008-12-11T02:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:21:27.807-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Noisy neighbors are NOT conducive to studying!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Ok, so far I feel like we have been extremely good about cutting our neighbors some slack, but over the past few days they have pushed me to the limit.  Last Saturday night, Betty and I stayed in to get some work done, only to discover that our upstairs neighbors decided to have a rave.  How do we know if was a rave you ask? The music was literally making wine glasses bounce off of Betty's desk.  Along with the intense volume of the music, they were most definitely jumping off of extremely large pieces of furniture and landing directly over my bed. I was literally afraid I would wake up with a hole in my ceiling and a stranger in my bed.&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Now if this happened one time it wouldn't be a big deal, but alas it did not remain a single occurrence.  Tonight, as I was editing a paper, I heard screaming outside my window. It seems our neighbors to the left decided it would be a good idea to have a rather large social gathering on their front porch. I understand it is Wednesday night but come on people its 2am the week before finals, don't tell me you don't have work to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;In an effort to procrastinate, Bev and I are thinking up ways to annoy them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kisses from the night owls,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bev and BJ&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8012865953669927077-9113117273372328662?l=adayinthelifeofseminary3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeofseminary3.blogspot.com/feeds/9113117273372328662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8012865953669927077&amp;postID=9113117273372328662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8012865953669927077/posts/default/9113117273372328662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8012865953669927077/posts/default/9113117273372328662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeofseminary3.blogspot.com/2008/12/noisy-neighbors-are-not-conducive-to.html' title='Noisy neighbors are NOT conducive to studying!'/><author><name>The Ladies of Seminary 3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17530493464720898436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8012865953669927077.post-8237317164544671581</id><published>2008-12-10T09:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T09:10:11.083-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sad Day</title><content type='html'>Dearest Friends and Acquaintances,&lt;div&gt;I hate to be the bearer of bad news but alas someone must share this with you.  This morning we received an email from our am alex informing us that our obnoxious lights display caught the attention of res life.  Unfortunately, they were not as excited about it as we were and they ordered us to take them down by tomorrow.  Needless to say we are extremely upset.  They took Eleanor and now we can't even have Christmas lights?!?! I'm not sure res life realizes exactly how many staples we rammed into the porch, industrial staples for that matter, ones that will not be easily removed.  I have a feeling its going to be a very long process, one that none of us are looking forward to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hugs and Kisses,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BJ, B, G and B&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8012865953669927077-8237317164544671581?l=adayinthelifeofseminary3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeofseminary3.blogspot.com/feeds/8237317164544671581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8012865953669927077&amp;postID=8237317164544671581' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8012865953669927077/posts/default/8237317164544671581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8012865953669927077/posts/default/8237317164544671581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeofseminary3.blogspot.com/2008/12/sad-day.html' title='Sad Day'/><author><name>The Ladies of Seminary 3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17530493464720898436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8012865953669927077.post-1473777477045032213</id><published>2008-12-09T22:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T22:43:22.688-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Call 911, Call Public Safety, Call Someone!</title><content type='html'>Urgent news friends! Today while I was sitting on the floor of the living room, painfully making a knot blanket, Geraldine informed me that she was "staying up late" tonight.  I chuckled quietly to myself, knowing that late to her is 11 pm.  You can imagine my amazement when, at 1am she was still not home. Just as I was about to report her as a missing person, she strolled through the door, huge smile on her face, proud of her accomplishment.  "Its sooooo late!" she said, again I chuckled as I still had two hours of "awake" time left.  None the less, I am proud of Geraldine, as I believe this is the first time in her college career that she has seen the clock strike 1.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kisses,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BJ and Geraldine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ps. If you are wondering as to the whereabouts of Bev and Betty, I can assure you that they are tucked in safely with Roy O.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sweet dreams everyone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8012865953669927077-1473777477045032213?l=adayinthelifeofseminary3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeofseminary3.blogspot.com/feeds/1473777477045032213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8012865953669927077&amp;postID=1473777477045032213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8012865953669927077/posts/default/1473777477045032213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8012865953669927077/posts/default/1473777477045032213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeofseminary3.blogspot.com/2008/12/call-911-call-public-safety-call.html' title='Call 911, Call Public Safety, Call Someone!'/><author><name>The Ladies of Seminary 3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17530493464720898436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8012865953669927077.post-6755820499536411098</id><published>2008-12-09T11:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T11:33:05.780-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Light-switches and Heat Control: A Rant by Barbara Jean</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I love our apartment. Don't get me wrong, there are just certain elements that I am fairly certain do not meet code.  First of all, unlike the luxury duplexes, our apartment does not have central heat, we have radiators.  This would not be a problem except for one teensy-weensy glitch. My room does not have a radiator control. Why you ask? I am fairly certain it is a cruel joke the university is playing on me.   Not only do I not have a closet, but no heat control too? Seriously the universe has dealt me a hateful card.  Ok so I don't have heat control, no big deal, I thought to myself in early September...little did I know that my room would soon turn into an inferno with no cool air in sight! Im dead serious, its at least 10 degrees warmer in my room than in the rest of the house and there is absolutely nothing that can be done. I suppose I shall have to suffer in silence.&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;On another note. Whoever built our apartment was most definitely organizationally challenged.  When I first opened the door to my room this past August, I immediately reached for the light switch, which I assumed would be right next to the door, only to find nothing.  After a thorough inspection of my room, I found the switch directly in the middle of one of the side walls.  While this may not seem like a problem to some, for me it is a travesty. Not only can I not flip the switch when leaving my room, I have to turn the lights off before I get into bed.  So uncool DePauw University, for making what was supposed to be a closet into a room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Seriously, I'm not complaining, I love the harry potter sized cupboard of my room but for a University who is concerned with hanging lights (ie: Christmas lights) being a fire hazard, you would think they might make sure their living units are up to code.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That is all for now, more from the others later!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;XOXOX,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Barbara Jean&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8012865953669927077-6755820499536411098?l=adayinthelifeofseminary3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeofseminary3.blogspot.com/feeds/6755820499536411098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8012865953669927077&amp;postID=6755820499536411098' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8012865953669927077/posts/default/6755820499536411098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8012865953669927077/posts/default/6755820499536411098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeofseminary3.blogspot.com/2008/12/light-switches-and-heat-control-rant-by.html' title='Light-switches and Heat Control: A Rant by Barbara Jean'/><author><name>The Ladies of Seminary 3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17530493464720898436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8012865953669927077.post-8809100938436025149</id><published>2008-12-08T20:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T21:55:28.248-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its On Like Donkey Kong!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Today as Betty and I perused the aisles of Wal Mart she told me something intersting that she had heard.  The boys next door challenged us to a war but not just any war, a Christmas light war.  Naturally, being the competitive girls that we are, we took the challenge head on.  This was not an ordinary battle, this was full fledged gorilla warfare. So, one very extensive battle plan, a few charges on our debit and a stolen staple gun later, we were in business.  We asked Chastity to stop by for a "visit," little did she know what we really had planned.  For the last two hours we have been stringing, stapling and engaging ourselves in playful banter with the boys. Check out the video of Betty and Chastity stringing up the lights on the roof, luckily neither of them suffered any lingering injuries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-e482e5770191c9d3" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De482e5770191c9d3%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330358053%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4CD75EBC5A0479DDD03332DA029B75F5BE3421FB.28355FE865A05CCA482E1F6B3DFF0EB277A90765%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De482e5770191c9d3%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DEOYWjAIXPoiACn_134sTQk4AdYs&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De482e5770191c9d3%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330358053%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4CD75EBC5A0479DDD03332DA029B75F5BE3421FB.28355FE865A05CCA482E1F6B3DFF0EB277A90765%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De482e5770191c9d3%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DEOYWjAIXPoiACn_134sTQk4AdYs&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I stood by and watched, Betty and Chastity turned our front porch into a lights display that the would put the Griswalds to shame. Below is a candid shot and the final product! Take that music boys next door!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BIaPYYTrqzU/ST4E77ssIrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/RMa2EGO0i-s/s320/DSCN0299.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277661241008726706" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BIaPYYTrqzU/ST4FHveac0I/AAAAAAAAAA8/--PT7zS8_Ok/s320/DSCN0295.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277661443886052162" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;XOXO,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BJ, Betty and Chastity!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8012865953669927077-8809100938436025149?l=adayinthelifeofseminary3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeofseminary3.blogspot.com/feeds/8809100938436025149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8012865953669927077&amp;postID=8809100938436025149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8012865953669927077/posts/default/8809100938436025149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8012865953669927077/posts/default/8809100938436025149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeofseminary3.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-on-like-donkey-kong.html' title='Its On Like Donkey Kong!'/><author><name>The Ladies of Seminary 3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17530493464720898436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BIaPYYTrqzU/ST4E77ssIrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/RMa2EGO0i-s/s72-c/DSCN0299.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8012865953669927077.post-9108560909462756490</id><published>2008-12-08T20:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T21:07:07.641-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bev, Viv and Roy: ow owwww.</title><content type='html'>Bev and Vivienne (who is not previously mentioned and kinda pissed about it, is our quirky sometimes ridiculous friend. When she isn't enjoying the Office with Bev, she spends her time talking in obnoxious voices and writing papers for English. Basically, we like her and she'll appear from time to time) are currently at the library and have been since approximately 5 (for Viv) and 8 (for Bev).  Bev is still chugging away at her thesis (due Thursday) while Vivienne is working on her 10-12 research paper (due TOMORROW). Nothing too interesting is going on, some music listening and swapping along with some snacking and gulping down the delightful coffee from the cafe.  The most fascinating development is the passionate three some between Bev, Viv, and Roy. A girl doesn't kiss and tell, but let's just say it's been a phenomenal night.&lt;br /&gt;More to come from the others later,&lt;br /&gt;B &amp;amp; V.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12;"   lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8012865953669927077-9108560909462756490?l=adayinthelifeofseminary3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeofseminary3.blogspot.com/feeds/9108560909462756490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8012865953669927077&amp;postID=9108560909462756490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8012865953669927077/posts/default/9108560909462756490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8012865953669927077/posts/default/9108560909462756490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeofseminary3.blogspot.com/2008/12/bev-viv-and-roy-ow-owwww.html' title='Bev, Viv and Roy: ow owwww.'/><author><name>The Ladies of Seminary 3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17530493464720898436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8012865953669927077.post-2447668950179997838</id><published>2008-12-08T13:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T09:18:30.633-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reduce, Reuse, Recycle- A rant by Geraldine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;The problem: one recycle bin, two bags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As part of DePauw's Green Initiative on campus, most buildings and campus housing have access to recycling bins.  So, in Seminary 3, we have one. Just one. Yet, there are two types of recycling: cardboard/paper and aluminum/plastic.  Unfortunately, my roomies cannot discern the difference between these two.  Everyday, I have to look in each (transparent) recycling bag to organize them because I always find the plastic/aluminum recyclables mixed in with the cardboard. Why? Clearly, either my roomies are careless stewards of the environment or they like to annoy me. Either of which are uncool. BOOOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8012865953669927077-2447668950179997838?l=adayinthelifeofseminary3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeofseminary3.blogspot.com/feeds/2447668950179997838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8012865953669927077&amp;postID=2447668950179997838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8012865953669927077/posts/default/2447668950179997838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8012865953669927077/posts/default/2447668950179997838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeofseminary3.blogspot.com/2008/12/reduce-reuse-recycle-rant-by-geraldine.html' title='Reduce, Reuse, Recycle- A rant by Geraldine'/><author><name>The Ladies of Seminary 3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17530493464720898436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8012865953669927077.post-2299452563238168179</id><published>2008-12-08T12:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T09:18:53.774-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Geraldine's Sleep Habits</title><content type='html'>A subject that is frequently discussed at Seminary three is sleep. Specifically certain roommates bed times.  While Barbara Jean and Betty are the night owls (they usually don't hit the hay until around 2 or 3) Bev usually goes to bed around 12.  Geraldine, on the other hand, is a completely different story.  She never sees the clock strike 12am on a school night.  Last night is the perfect example.  At 9:45, all four of the true residents were sitting around the dinning room table, per usual, discussing the subject of our next post, when she stood up, stretched and said "Im going to bed." Now the other roommates still had at least 3 hours of productivity left before they would sleep, thus they could only stare as she went in her room and shut the door.  A college student who is in bed before 10pm the week before finals? Who would have thought it possible, Geraldine my friends, Geraldine.  Geraldine's peculiar sleep habits have earned her the nickname "grandma," a fitting name as she needs at least 12 hours of sleep a night. Don't worry Geraldine, we love you despite your early bed time.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wishing everyone a happy Monday, this is Seminary 3, signing out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;XOXOXO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;B, BJ, B, G&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8012865953669927077-2299452563238168179?l=adayinthelifeofseminary3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeofseminary3.blogspot.com/feeds/2299452563238168179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8012865953669927077&amp;postID=2299452563238168179' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8012865953669927077/posts/default/2299452563238168179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8012865953669927077/posts/default/2299452563238168179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeofseminary3.blogspot.com/2008/12/annies-sleeping-habits.html' title='Geraldine&apos;s Sleep Habits'/><author><name>The Ladies of Seminary 3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17530493464720898436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8012865953669927077.post-1074829682200942053</id><published>2008-12-07T18:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T18:44:59.341-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Urgent News RE: Toilet Paper</title><content type='html'>There has been a tragedy at Seminary 3.  Barbara Jean just discovered that we only have 4 rolls of toilet paper.  This would not be tragedy if Barbara Jean hadn't just bought some Charmin Big Roll four days ago.  We seem to have a toilet paper usage problem. We began the year with two Costco packages of tp....that lasted less than a month.  So what gives? Here are our theories:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Someone has serious mud butt and has been manponing it up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- One of our residence has developed Pica (when you eat non-food items, ie:toilet paper)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- The noisy residents from upstairs have been climbing through our bathroom window and stealing it, roll by fluffy roll. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- One of our male visitors has been courtesy wiping&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That is all for now. We will keep you updated on any new developments regarding the TP issue. So we will leave you with this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Five Tips for Toilet Paper Usage:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) Think twice about buying luxury paper&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) Keep a box of baby wipes in the bathroom for those messy moments&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) Buy standard size rolls, they run out faster than standard rolls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4) Go with the store brand, there is little difference between name and store brand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5) Practice restraint, there is no need to attack the roll and pull masses of paper away with the force of Rambo starting a speed boat. Take only what you need.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;XOXO,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;B, BJ, B, G&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8012865953669927077-1074829682200942053?l=adayinthelifeofseminary3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeofseminary3.blogspot.com/feeds/1074829682200942053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8012865953669927077&amp;postID=1074829682200942053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8012865953669927077/posts/default/1074829682200942053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8012865953669927077/posts/default/1074829682200942053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeofseminary3.blogspot.com/2008/12/urgent-news-re-toilet-paper.html' title='Urgent News RE: Toilet Paper'/><author><name>The Ladies of Seminary 3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17530493464720898436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8012865953669927077.post-7056732934671966413</id><published>2008-12-07T15:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T23:52:33.934-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Introductions and Random Comments</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Since this is our very first post, I find that it is necessary to introduce the residents of Seminary 3, pay close attention as these residents are crucial to the hilarity that takes place at Seminary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The True Residents of Seminary 3:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bev- The mom roommate, she can cook like no ones business, when she has time. She is also our in house therapist, if you've got a problem she's the one who will listen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Geraldine- The obsessive compulsive, you had better wash your dishes or else roommate. Her mad spanish skills put us to shame and her socialist views often makes us laugh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Betty- The disappearing roommate. Her PI skills would make any man nervous. She knows how to play the game like nobody's business. If you have a question about boys, she is the ultimate source.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Barbara Jean- The sleepy roommate, if she's not at class she's probably in her bed catching some zzz's. If she isn't sleeping she's most likely on the phone with Arnold.  She makes us pretty with her mad make up skills and won't let us go out with out outfit approval.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Psuedo Roommates:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chastity- Our very own Mrs. Officer.  She lives a block way but might as well be our fifth roommate.  Her knowledge of Gcastle and its residents is unparalleled and often disturbing.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cornelius- Our male roommate and Betty's boy toy.  He is shy but warms up quickly with alcohol.  Whenever he is around, laughter is sure to follow. His knowledge of "that's what she said" and Rob and Big make us pee our pants.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Walter- Just one of the girls, our very own Perez Hilton. He comes over unannounced, expecting the candy bowl to be full.  His celebrity gossip skills are notorious, only to be outdone by his back that ass up dance moves. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Other People that Make Appearances:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Journey Jo- The committed friend.  If she doesn't appear very often its because she is either working on sorority stuff or with her bf. However, when she does appear, good times are guaranteed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alistair- Everyones best friend. If he is not running the school, he may be found at No. 1.  He knows everything about everyone but is tight lipped. His quotes on the quote wall are legendary. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rupert- Geraldine's boy toy. He loves ultimate frisbee and often ditches us for tournaments.  He recently suffered an unfortunate accident while playing.  He provides us with wine and his strawberry daiquiris are delightful!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Arnold- Barbara Jean's  male bff. If Barbara Jean is on the phone its usually with him. He comes to visit the ladies of Seminary 3 from time to time.  He is a smooth talker and an all around ass hole but we love him anyways.  He regales us with interesting stories about his conquests.  In a word, he is a tool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eleanor "The Beast"- The love of our lives.  Our 6 week old puppy who was maliciously ripped from our arms 1 month ago.  We miss her dearly and often speak of her. She now resides in WI with our lovers Pockets and Dougie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dearest Friends,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is currently no activity at Seminary 3 besides writing, theses-ing, eating, blogging and the general bullshit. We will be sure to keep you updated on the status of our work as well as any funny developments. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One interesting development. Cornelius took the LSATs on Saturday, without studying.  When asked how it went, his response was "easy-peesy lemon-squeezy!" Needless to say Geraldine is pissed. We are oh so proud of him, even if he has no current intention of going into law. Get it Cornelius!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One final development. Bev's mom aka Ms. Donna, sent the ladies of seminary 3 cookies and fudge today. Being the fat camp members that we are, it made our day! Thanks Donna!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good luck to all who are suffering from the plague that is finals week!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;XOXOX&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;B, BJ, B, G&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8012865953669927077-7056732934671966413?l=adayinthelifeofseminary3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeofseminary3.blogspot.com/feeds/7056732934671966413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8012865953669927077&amp;postID=7056732934671966413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8012865953669927077/posts/default/7056732934671966413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8012865953669927077/posts/default/7056732934671966413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeofseminary3.blogspot.com/2008/12/most-boring-weekend-at-seminaryever.html' title='Introductions and Random Comments'/><author><name>The Ladies of Seminary 3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17530493464720898436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
