<?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-2651212289961517282</id><updated>2012-02-16T17:47:51.986-05:00</updated><title type='text'>QueenOnes</title><subtitle type='html'>A Filmmakers Guide to the Galaxy</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifilm-movies.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651212289961517282/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifilm-movies.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15860338528714505145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lO6D4uXEHhI/TTfi-ne58oI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ND_dBT8N1eY/S220/Photo%2B37.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>20</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651212289961517282.post-5242943309085936850</id><published>2011-03-29T00:58:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T01:01:40.407-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Death Cab</title><content type='html'>Dear Death Cab for Cutie,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for releasing your new single "You Are a Tourist" it's beautiful. However, the release of this song makes me yearn to see you in concert even more than before. I am deeply saddened that your shows are all sold out in my area. Why? Why would you release this song and make me want this CD so badly and want to see you live even more badly and make me use such poor grammar such as "more badly"? *sigh* I love you Death Cab. Regardless of your soldoutedness and your early release of tracks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Always, &lt;br /&gt;Jessica&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651212289961517282-5242943309085936850?l=ifilm-movies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifilm-movies.blogspot.com/feeds/5242943309085936850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651212289961517282&amp;postID=5242943309085936850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651212289961517282/posts/default/5242943309085936850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651212289961517282/posts/default/5242943309085936850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifilm-movies.blogspot.com/2011/03/death-cab.html' title='Death Cab'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15860338528714505145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lO6D4uXEHhI/TTfi-ne58oI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ND_dBT8N1eY/S220/Photo%2B37.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651212289961517282.post-9177034849831365792</id><published>2011-01-18T02:04:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T02:42:47.739-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Green Hornet</title><content type='html'>So, tonight, before work, I went to work and begged to watch The Green Hornet. Normally, there's no need for begging, as movies are free for me, but I had to work at 830, and the show ended at 850. Well, my boss is awesome and was like so just be late, whatever, no biggie. So  after jumping up and down with excitement of spending the next 2 hours with my crush Seth Rogen, I waltzed on down to the theatre, threw my 3D glasses on and began to watch this movie with my favorite color and worst fear in the title. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I just say that 3D is not really 3D. I remember 3D being things flying at my face. They had it right with Coraline and Up and Monsters vs. Aliens. Now all there doing is slapping a 3D label on a movie and projecting the image off the screen. Right, so I guess technically that is "3D" but not how it should be. 3D should scare me. 3D should make me dodge away and throw my hands in front of my face blocking myself from something! But no. It's just an image projected a tad off the screen. Lame. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That said, I really enjoyed the Green Hornet. It surprised me. Seth Rogen was adorable, and funny, and did a really great job.  Jay Chou as Kato was amazing. His first fight was jaw dropping. The movie had everything I enjoyed. It was funny, not the stupid funny where someone trips and falls, but like actually funny. The screenplay was really great. The action scenes were remarkable and definitely unexpected. I just didnt expect it to be great, but Seth has a way with making a movie funny and having a lot of action and he deserves a lot of credit, he is a very talented man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recommend going out and watching this movie. 3D, eh, not so much, but overall film was really great and kept me at the edge of my seat. Thank you Seth, you never disappoint.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651212289961517282-9177034849831365792?l=ifilm-movies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifilm-movies.blogspot.com/feeds/9177034849831365792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651212289961517282&amp;postID=9177034849831365792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651212289961517282/posts/default/9177034849831365792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651212289961517282/posts/default/9177034849831365792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifilm-movies.blogspot.com/2011/01/green-hornet.html' title='The Green Hornet'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15860338528714505145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lO6D4uXEHhI/TTfi-ne58oI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ND_dBT8N1eY/S220/Photo%2B37.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651212289961517282.post-6896660261105744018</id><published>2009-10-12T02:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T02:06:14.194-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tribute</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2b48f4BlzpQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2b48f4BlzpQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" 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href='http://ifilm-movies.blogspot.com/2009/10/tribute.html' title='Tribute'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15860338528714505145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lO6D4uXEHhI/TTfi-ne58oI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ND_dBT8N1eY/S220/Photo%2B37.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651212289961517282.post-2113234971879998618</id><published>2009-10-04T13:07:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T13:08:00.891-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I like The Ting Tings</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/R5HmsJCzZdU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651212289961517282/posts/default/2113234971879998618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifilm-movies.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post.html' title='I like The Ting Tings'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15860338528714505145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lO6D4uXEHhI/TTfi-ne58oI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ND_dBT8N1eY/S220/Photo%2B37.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651212289961517282.post-530649282730683119</id><published>2009-06-30T03:52:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T04:10:29.024-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Away We Go</title><content type='html'>So, I saw "Away We Go" tonight, and it was really good. It made me remember why I love filmmaking. Lately, there have been all these movies coming out, and they've been good, but they didn't make me feel, at least not in the same way that this one did. It's hard to explain, and it's a rare feeling, but when it happens, it reminds me why I love filmmaking... why I want to do it, it makes me want to give my all to make it and never give up. That's sort of where I am right now in my life. I don't want to give up... and I wont. It made me remember that there are people in this world that love you, no matter what, whether they're you're mom or dad, brother or sister, best friend, boyfriend or girlfriend... there are good people in this world... people who care about you, who stand behind you. You know, I may not be lucky in the sense of winning money, or having the luxury of not working, but I am so very lucky. I have the most amazing family who care so much about me, who worry about me constantly, I have best friends who care about my well being, who worry about me who are always there for me, and I have some of the most amazing co-workers ever (they know who they are), these people who stand behind me, who always have my back, who protect me from the worst people you could ever meet. It doesn't matter how much you have, it doesn't matter where you work... where you live, anything. ALL that matters if having someone that loves you... and I'm so lucky because I don't have just one person that loves me... Life will take you on these crazy journeys... you'll live in more than one place, you'll meet more than one genuinely good person, you'll fall in and out of love, you will be hurt by people you thought you could trust and find trust in those you thought you couldn't and the only thing in this world that can keep us going and make us stronger is love. No, not just romantic love, but love in general. Friends, Family, root beer floats, a sunset, a baby's laugh, playing on a play ground, white castle, inside jokes, hugs, kisses, smiles, laughter, and getting the most amazing greeting from your dogs when you get home... I have soooooo many people that love me and for that I am the luckiest person in the world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651212289961517282-530649282730683119?l=ifilm-movies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifilm-movies.blogspot.com/feeds/530649282730683119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651212289961517282&amp;postID=530649282730683119' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651212289961517282/posts/default/530649282730683119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651212289961517282/posts/default/530649282730683119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifilm-movies.blogspot.com/2009/06/away-we-go.html' title='Away We Go'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15860338528714505145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lO6D4uXEHhI/TTfi-ne58oI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ND_dBT8N1eY/S220/Photo%2B37.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651212289961517282.post-5667507322221492405</id><published>2009-03-01T13:56:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T14:09:47.554-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Flightless Bird</title><content type='html'>So lately, I've been finally writing again, which is awesome, cause I"ve had some serious writers block for a while now. Anyway, a few friends from work thought it would be pretty funny to make a movie about this girl who we call "bird" where shes's actually a bird, and she kicks some serious booty. This little tid bit here is one of my favorite parts, where her true birdness is discovered...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She walks over to the gas station. Jennifer runs after her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JENNIFER&lt;br /&gt;Come on. You can't tell me you didn't enjoy yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AMANDA&lt;br /&gt;I'm embarrassed cause now he probably freggin' KNOWS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JENNIFER&lt;br /&gt;So what? Isn't that a good thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AMANDA&lt;br /&gt;NO, JEN! No, it's not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JENNIFER&lt;br /&gt;Come on, Bird. You had fun. Don't deny it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AMANDA&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how to be around him now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JENNIFER&lt;br /&gt;Well, don't be different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crriiip!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JENNIFER&lt;br /&gt;Whoa! Bird. No need to let one rip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AMANDA&lt;br /&gt;SHIT! I have to go, now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JENNIFER&lt;br /&gt;Dude. What's wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AMANDA&lt;br /&gt;NOTHING, JEN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JENNIFER&lt;br /&gt;BIRD! So, what if he knows! Maybe I told him. OH WELL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CRRRRRRIIIIIIP! Bird wings pop out of Birds back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JENNIFER&lt;br /&gt;What the f*ck?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AMANDA&lt;br /&gt;It's not what you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JENNIFER&lt;br /&gt;Oh really? It's not what I think? Really! Wings didn't just grow out your back?! You're an actual BIRD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AMANDA&lt;br /&gt;JENNIFER, PLEASE DON'T TELL ANYONE! You weren't the first person to call me "Bird". I was made fun of for this my whole life! It sucks, okay? IT SUCKS KING KONG'S BALLS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JENNIFER&lt;br /&gt;It's not so bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AMANDA&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE F*CKING WIIIINGS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JENNIFER&lt;br /&gt;So? Wings are cool! You can fly right? Man, that's so cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AMANDA&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JENNIFER&lt;br /&gt;Dude, it's freggin awesome!!! At least you're not like an elf, ya know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AMANDA&lt;br /&gt;What the hell does being a midget have to do with anything?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JENNIFER&lt;br /&gt;Cause elves are freggin gross. Their nasty little chain of command.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AMANDA&lt;br /&gt;Jen. I really have no idea what you're talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JENNIFER&lt;br /&gt;Dude. You know. It goes deer, elf, bull and steed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a long pause.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AMANDA&lt;br /&gt;No, dipshit, you're thinking of elk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JENNIFER&lt;br /&gt;What? No. Elf. The things with the antlers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AMANDA&lt;br /&gt;Riiight. Elk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JENNIFER&lt;br /&gt;(after a beat)&lt;br /&gt;Then, what the hell's an elf?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AMANDA&lt;br /&gt;Like the Keebler elf. Little people that live in trees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JENNIFER&lt;br /&gt;You don't like, live in a nest... do you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amanda glares at Jennifer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JENNIFER (CONT'D)&lt;br /&gt;Cause birds live in nests. But I guess houses also. Bird houses and what not. Do you CAW? OMG can you talk to other little birdies in your own language??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amanda looks at Jen like she's about to rip her head off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHOOOOOOOOOOOOSSSHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JENNIFER (CONT'D)&lt;br /&gt;Oh man, warm out. Nice night. Brisk and a little breezy. But nice. I like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amanda continues the intense glare ignoring the sound of the wind whipping at her face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JENNIFER (CONT'D)&lt;br /&gt;Right, well...what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jen makes a ringing sound. She reaches for her phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JENNIFER (CONT'D)&lt;br /&gt;(into phone)&lt;br /&gt;Oh, HEYYYYY youu. Yea, I'm on my way. Right. BYYEEE.&lt;br /&gt;(to Bird)&lt;br /&gt;OK, well Bird, it's been real. Um...peace out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bird grabs Jen's arm. Jen, in self defense, falls to the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JENNIFER&lt;br /&gt;OH MY GOD, PLEASE DON'T PECK ME TO DEATH LIKE YOUR FRIENDS DID IN THAT MOVIE! I'M SORRY! I'M SO SORRY! JUST PLEASE DON'T EAT ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AMANDA&lt;br /&gt;Jesus, Jennifer. Shut the hell up! You're making a scene!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jen glances over, seeing the few people pumping gas, staring, mouth agape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AMANDA (cont'd)&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to eat you. Or peck you to death. My names McBeak remember? Not McPeck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JENNIFER&lt;br /&gt;Right. I was just... there was a chipmunk who... uh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amanda grabs Jen by the shoulders and shakes her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AMANDA&lt;br /&gt;JEN! Focus! Please... please Jen. If you like me at all, even a little, PLEASE don't tell anyone about my wings. PLEASE! I beg of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JENNIFER&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I think they're pretty cool. Flying everywhere, flapping around. Do you get them clipped?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jen reaches down and lifts Amanda's pant leg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AMANDA&lt;br /&gt;Seriously. What the f*ck?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JENNIFER&lt;br /&gt;Just seeing if you had one of those little de-flyer things. Ya don't. Good to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AMANDA&lt;br /&gt;Jen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JENNIFER&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry... I wont tell anyone... I promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AMANDA&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JENNIFER&lt;br /&gt;Except for maybe Kam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AMANDA&lt;br /&gt;JEN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JENNIFER&lt;br /&gt;OH, COME ON! Let me tell one person! Please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AMANDA&lt;br /&gt;UGH. Fine. JUST HER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JENNIFER&lt;br /&gt;THANKS BIRDIE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jen gives Bird a big hug, then gallops off to her car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AMANDA&lt;br /&gt;I'm trusting a girl that gallops...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651212289961517282-5667507322221492405?l=ifilm-movies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifilm-movies.blogspot.com/feeds/5667507322221492405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651212289961517282&amp;postID=5667507322221492405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651212289961517282/posts/default/5667507322221492405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651212289961517282/posts/default/5667507322221492405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifilm-movies.blogspot.com/2009/03/flightless-bird.html' title='Flightless Bird'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15860338528714505145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lO6D4uXEHhI/TTfi-ne58oI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ND_dBT8N1eY/S220/Photo%2B37.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651212289961517282.post-3906931955617853603</id><published>2009-01-16T15:42:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T15:44:49.817-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Polar Bears</title><content type='html'>I had a dream that I was vacationing in California and I looked out of my hotel window, and there was a polar bear chillen on the balcony. So I hung out with him and he was pimp. Like a puppy. He ran down from Alaska and I brought him back to his family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm writing two movies: Marlow and Donkey Punch 2:Punch Harder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are lovely. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also really love Sufjan Stevens and I think everyone should listen to his amazing music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651212289961517282-3906931955617853603?l=ifilm-movies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifilm-movies.blogspot.com/feeds/3906931955617853603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651212289961517282&amp;postID=3906931955617853603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651212289961517282/posts/default/3906931955617853603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651212289961517282/posts/default/3906931955617853603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifilm-movies.blogspot.com/2009/01/polar-bears.html' title='Polar Bears'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15860338528714505145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lO6D4uXEHhI/TTfi-ne58oI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ND_dBT8N1eY/S220/Photo%2B37.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651212289961517282.post-872873662394496855</id><published>2008-09-19T03:45:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T03:48:17.923-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Blaaaaah</title><content type='html'>So I'm sitting here eating Doritos thinking about the fact that I have to wear a suit to work all week...ugh. That just depresses me. I don't know why. I'm flustered. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was also thinking how lately I've had like severe writers block. I don't know, I guess my creative juices have drained, or are blocked. Blocked sounds better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think a movie about my job would be amazing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should do that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651212289961517282-872873662394496855?l=ifilm-movies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifilm-movies.blogspot.com/feeds/872873662394496855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651212289961517282&amp;postID=872873662394496855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651212289961517282/posts/default/872873662394496855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651212289961517282/posts/default/872873662394496855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifilm-movies.blogspot.com/2008/09/blaaaaah.html' title='Blaaaaah'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15860338528714505145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lO6D4uXEHhI/TTfi-ne58oI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ND_dBT8N1eY/S220/Photo%2B37.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651212289961517282.post-5200574126861533194</id><published>2008-07-29T22:42:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T22:56:57.660-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Stories.</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I make up stories...actually, most of the time. But apparently, they're only stories when the people you are telling know they're stories. But really, where's the fun in that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that makes me a really good liar...but that just sounds bad. I like to think, I'm just a really good storyteller who doesn't tell you when it's a story...at least not right away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like this one time, when I went to Dairy Queen and I'm standing in line, waiting to order a medium vanilla blizzard with m&amp;m's when this group of nuns come up and are all like "can we cut in front of you, cause like, we're nuns" and I'm all like "whatever" and then they all order medium vanilla blizzards with m&amp;m's. So I get to the window and I'm like "I'll have a medium vanilla blizzard with m&amp;m's" and the girl's like "um, like, I'm sorry, but we're like out of medium cups and m&amp;m's, that was a big group of nuns." So now I'm thinking I should be really mad, cause I just wanted a freggin blizzard of the medium size with m&amp;m's and vanilla ice cream and those darn nuns all up and took all my ice cream. Maybe that's just the universes way of telling me I don't need any ice cream, maybe I should just go to Stop &amp; Shop and get some yogurt and Bare Naked Granola...with blueberries, because perhaps that would be healthier. So I get in my car and start driving, and I find myself in Wappingers at the second nearest Dairy Queen...now with a hankering for a large blizzard with vanilla ice cream and butterfingers. I decide, the drive thru would be the best way to go...no one can cut in front of me then. So I order and I'm smiling, cause I'm like "yay blizzard!" and I get to the window and the dude says "sorry, we're all out of large cups and butterfingers, would you like something else?" My smile turned upside down and I say "Jesus, did nuns come here too?" and he laughs and says "priests" and I glance over and they're all up and eating large blizzards with butterfingers. So I drive to the mall, buy a pair of shoes, go to Shop Rite and buy some granola and yogurt. I haven't been to Dairy Queen since, I mean whats the point? I'll just end up wasting more and more gas...and money...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did, however, go to church the following Sunday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651212289961517282-5200574126861533194?l=ifilm-movies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifilm-movies.blogspot.com/feeds/5200574126861533194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651212289961517282&amp;postID=5200574126861533194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651212289961517282/posts/default/5200574126861533194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651212289961517282/posts/default/5200574126861533194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifilm-movies.blogspot.com/2008/07/stories.html' title='Stories.'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15860338528714505145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lO6D4uXEHhI/TTfi-ne58oI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ND_dBT8N1eY/S220/Photo%2B37.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651212289961517282.post-3236740308436536205</id><published>2008-05-21T17:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T17:00:48.830-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Polar Bears &lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s40.photobucket.com/albums/e226/Jessicaq87/?action=view&amp;current=irem_polar_bear.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e226/Jessicaq87/irem_polar_bear.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets all get together and save them!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651212289961517282-3236740308436536205?l=ifilm-movies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifilm-movies.blogspot.com/feeds/3236740308436536205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651212289961517282&amp;postID=3236740308436536205' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651212289961517282/posts/default/3236740308436536205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651212289961517282/posts/default/3236740308436536205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifilm-movies.blogspot.com/2008/05/polar-bears-3.html' title='Polar Bears &lt;3'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15860338528714505145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lO6D4uXEHhI/TTfi-ne58oI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ND_dBT8N1eY/S220/Photo%2B37.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651212289961517282.post-1559012009173048306</id><published>2008-04-09T13:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T13:08:19.441-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Why?</title><content type='html'>Don't all robots have mittens...do their hands not get cold? I mean, metal...leave that outside in a blizzard and tell me it's warm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651212289961517282-1559012009173048306?l=ifilm-movies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifilm-movies.blogspot.com/feeds/1559012009173048306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651212289961517282&amp;postID=1559012009173048306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651212289961517282/posts/default/1559012009173048306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651212289961517282/posts/default/1559012009173048306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifilm-movies.blogspot.com/2008/04/why.html' title='Why?'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15860338528714505145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lO6D4uXEHhI/TTfi-ne58oI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ND_dBT8N1eY/S220/Photo%2B37.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651212289961517282.post-629044665656911906</id><published>2008-03-03T23:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T23:04:02.868-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Movies</title><content type='html'>Like Juno and Charlie Bartlett are amazing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highly recommend seeing them both... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now if you have the means too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651212289961517282-629044665656911906?l=ifilm-movies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lO6D4uXEHhI/TTfi-ne58oI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ND_dBT8N1eY/S220/Photo%2B37.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651212289961517282.post-8446266229096198562</id><published>2008-02-12T01:41:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T01:41:48.842-05:00</updated><title type='text'>&lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s40.photobucket.com/albums/e226/Jessicaq87/?action=view&amp;current=cadburyminieggs-lg.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e226/Jessicaq87/cadburyminieggs-lg.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651212289961517282-8446266229096198562?l=ifilm-movies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifilm-movies.blogspot.com/feeds/8446266229096198562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651212289961517282&amp;postID=8446266229096198562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651212289961517282/posts/default/8446266229096198562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651212289961517282/posts/default/8446266229096198562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifilm-movies.blogspot.com/2008/02/3.html' title='&lt;3'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15860338528714505145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lO6D4uXEHhI/TTfi-ne58oI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ND_dBT8N1eY/S220/Photo%2B37.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651212289961517282.post-6646376940453321958</id><published>2008-02-11T00:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T00:47:39.906-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Robots.</title><content type='html'>So I was at work last Tuesday, and it was super slow and I was super bored, soo I glanced at the "Wall-E" cardboard cut out thing, in the lobby, and doodled it. I should mention I can't draw. At all really. In fact, I suck pretty bad at it. BUT to my surprise this actually turned out to look like the dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess now would be a good time to mention I work at a movie theater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s40.photobucket.com/albums/e226/Jessicaq87/?action=view&amp;current=boreeeed001-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e226/Jessicaq87/boreeeed001-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651212289961517282-6646376940453321958?l=ifilm-movies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifilm-movies.blogspot.com/feeds/6646376940453321958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651212289961517282&amp;postID=6646376940453321958' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651212289961517282/posts/default/6646376940453321958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651212289961517282/posts/default/6646376940453321958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifilm-movies.blogspot.com/2008/02/robots.html' title='Robots.'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15860338528714505145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lO6D4uXEHhI/TTfi-ne58oI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ND_dBT8N1eY/S220/Photo%2B37.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651212289961517282.post-5185010801861663841</id><published>2008-01-04T00:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T00:42:03.735-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Holla.</title><content type='html'>Holiday's are fun. I love Super Mario Galaxy...it's sweet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651212289961517282-5185010801861663841?l=ifilm-movies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifilm-movies.blogspot.com/feeds/5185010801861663841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651212289961517282&amp;postID=5185010801861663841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651212289961517282/posts/default/5185010801861663841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651212289961517282/posts/default/5185010801861663841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifilm-movies.blogspot.com/2008/01/holla.html' title='Holla.'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15860338528714505145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lO6D4uXEHhI/TTfi-ne58oI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ND_dBT8N1eY/S220/Photo%2B37.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651212289961517282.post-5050423430695537624</id><published>2007-12-21T00:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T00:51:26.712-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes I put random clips from all my movies together...</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PTqiDhZ7HWU&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PTqiDhZ7HWU&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was basically a project for school. But it's pimp. You know what else is pimp? Buying your best friend her birthday present almost 4 months AFTER her birthday. I bought her a pimp cup...which is also pretty pimp because it says "Ho fo Sho"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um, yeah. Demo Reel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651212289961517282-5050423430695537624?l=ifilm-movies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifilm-movies.blogspot.com/feeds/5050423430695537624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651212289961517282&amp;postID=5050423430695537624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651212289961517282/posts/default/5050423430695537624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651212289961517282/posts/default/5050423430695537624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifilm-movies.blogspot.com/2007/12/sometimes-i-put-random-clips-from-all.html' title='Sometimes I put random clips from all my movies together...'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15860338528714505145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lO6D4uXEHhI/TTfi-ne58oI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ND_dBT8N1eY/S220/Photo%2B37.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651212289961517282.post-5736990578683236087</id><published>2007-12-20T00:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T01:07:45.830-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Visual Effects are FUN!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jx11K2pTOXQ&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jx11K2pTOXQ&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is based on a true story, told as well as I could, what with only being able to use pictures. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was roughly four years old, my brother and I were playing outside, on our kid slide, when suddenly my brother ran inside, as did my mom, and locked the screen door. Not knowing why they ran in, I continued to the slide, happy that it was mine to go down numerous times. Once at the top, I heard shouts, from my mom who was screaming "DON'T MOVE!" I replied with a simple "Why?" At that moment I heard a sound which I had dreaded since the previous year when I was stung on my hand while riding my bike. That's right. You guessed it. A bee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, I didn't move. In fact I was so still, regardless of the tears coming from my eyes. The bee was literally all up in my grill. AND yes, it was in my ear. However I wasn't stung. Traumatized, sure. But not stung. The bee...that jerk...just hovered around my head, tormenting me and thereby making me forever terrified of bees.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651212289961517282-5736990578683236087?l=ifilm-movies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifilm-movies.blogspot.com/feeds/5736990578683236087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651212289961517282&amp;postID=5736990578683236087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651212289961517282/posts/default/5736990578683236087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651212289961517282/posts/default/5736990578683236087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifilm-movies.blogspot.com/2007/12/visual-effect-are-fun.html' title='Visual Effects are FUN!'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15860338528714505145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lO6D4uXEHhI/TTfi-ne58oI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ND_dBT8N1eY/S220/Photo%2B37.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651212289961517282.post-7864384111182771991</id><published>2007-12-19T23:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T23:50:36.216-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love 2Gether.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lNTdXcv7B7Q&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lNTdXcv7B7Q&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651212289961517282-7864384111182771991?l=ifilm-movies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifilm-movies.blogspot.com/feeds/7864384111182771991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651212289961517282&amp;postID=7864384111182771991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651212289961517282/posts/default/7864384111182771991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651212289961517282/posts/default/7864384111182771991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifilm-movies.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-love-2gether.html' title='I Love 2Gether.'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15860338528714505145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lO6D4uXEHhI/TTfi-ne58oI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ND_dBT8N1eY/S220/Photo%2B37.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651212289961517282.post-863830910620243009</id><published>2007-12-19T22:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T22:07:31.757-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First picture....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s40.photobucket.com/albums/e226/Jessicaq87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=kumquat.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e226/Jessicaq87/kumquat.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really love Kumquats...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651212289961517282-863830910620243009?l=ifilm-movies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifilm-movies.blogspot.com/feeds/863830910620243009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651212289961517282&amp;postID=863830910620243009' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651212289961517282/posts/default/863830910620243009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651212289961517282/posts/default/863830910620243009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifilm-movies.blogspot.com/2007/12/first-picture.html' title='First picture....'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15860338528714505145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lO6D4uXEHhI/TTfi-ne58oI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ND_dBT8N1eY/S220/Photo%2B37.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651212289961517282.post-5870381969011145875</id><published>2007-12-19T20:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T20:35:53.173-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Whoa.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;New blog. Pretty pimp. Films up soon?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Maybe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651212289961517282-5870381969011145875?l=ifilm-movies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifilm-movies.blogspot.com/feeds/5870381969011145875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651212289961517282&amp;postID=5870381969011145875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651212289961517282/posts/default/5870381969011145875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651212289961517282/posts/default/5870381969011145875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifilm-movies.blogspot.com/2007/12/whoa.html' title='Whoa.'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15860338528714505145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lO6D4uXEHhI/TTfi-ne58oI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ND_dBT8N1eY/S220/Photo%2B37.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
