<?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-4859230605716630251</id><updated>2012-02-16T09:57:41.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'>stuff and nonsense.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Hannah Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10141073115495268536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/St5OCcLPAjI/AAAAAAAAAM0/rPezLgx1w9A/S220/n506871084_780294_679.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>74</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859230605716630251.post-6251911239574785978</id><published>2009-12-15T04:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T04:57:20.156-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Words to live by.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SyeHlGwN4YI/AAAAAAAAANc/jIJDRvGVxLw/s1600-h/amazing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 286px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SyeHlGwN4YI/AAAAAAAAANc/jIJDRvGVxLw/s320/amazing.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415446148474069378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859230605716630251-6251911239574785978?l=incompletelullaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/feeds/6251911239574785978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859230605716630251&amp;postID=6251911239574785978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/6251911239574785978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/6251911239574785978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/2009/12/words-to-live-by.html' title='Words to live by.'/><author><name>Hannah Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10141073115495268536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/St5OCcLPAjI/AAAAAAAAAM0/rPezLgx1w9A/S220/n506871084_780294_679.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SyeHlGwN4YI/AAAAAAAAANc/jIJDRvGVxLw/s72-c/amazing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859230605716630251.post-3351392051124914601</id><published>2009-10-28T00:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T15:13:29.252-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Train tracks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/Suf4PithWrI/AAAAAAAAANU/TVDxfVBYoio/s1600-h/JAPAN+063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/Suf4PithWrI/AAAAAAAAANU/TVDxfVBYoio/s320/JAPAN+063.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397555624326290098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's actually not the type I am going to talk about, I just like the picture. I'm talking about being a metal mouth. At the age of 21 I got braces. Why so old you ask? Well, you see, the idea only really popped into my head at age 20. Although I hate to admit my shallowness, but I've always been a little self conscious about my teeth. Heck, they weren't even that bad. Well, my bottom ones were quite manky but I made sure they never got exposed. I also had one rogue tooth at the top. Anyway, despite them not looking too bad, turns out I really did need them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think like most people I was actually quite excited to get them. It's sort of a novelty, you know. Even since getting them I've had numerous people approach me and say 'Hey, you've got braces!' (thanks, I hadn't noticed) and 'I wish I had braces, they're so cool.' Sorry but I'm pretty sure you won't be thinking that when you awake in the middle of the night with a throbbing face. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got them on in May this year. A week before, as you ex or current metal mouths will be aware, you have to get these spacers things in. Basically, they are like mini rubber bands and they put them over your teeth so that when you get your braces on there is enough room for the actual metal bands to fit around. In short, they somehow make a gap between your back teeth and hurt like all hell. Note of warning for anyone thinking of getting braces: if you want to have a celebratory feast before you get your braces, do it before you get the spacers instead, as if it was anything like what I experienced, you won't be eating much that week either. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So a week later off I trot to get the real deal. The process actually wasn't as bad as I was expecting. I mean, you have to lie there with your mouth wrenched open by this plastic contraption which restricts you from swallowing and I am sure makes you look like Wallace (as in Gromit's friend) for about an hour. Also, there's one of those machines sucking all your saliva out which is far from pleasant. Aside from that, it wasn't too bad. It didn't actually hurt as such, it was more just uncomfortable. Actually, when I was all done I was actually in less pain than when I was when I went in there, thanks to the spacers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, the pain didn't stay away for long. A few hours later I was munching panadol like it was going out of stock. Coincidentally, or should I say unfortunately, the next day I had go into the recording studio at Uni and pretend to be a newsreader. Seven takes later and many profuse apologies on my behalf ('Thorry itsth my brathes') and I still managed to look supremely awkward in the video. I'm pretty sure I ate soup the entire week. Don't get me wrong, I love soup! Fortunately it was winter time too, so I was able to enjoy it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Within perhaps two weeks I was back to my relatively normal eating habits. Still, it's not the most pleasant activity for the train tracked. For one, eating hamburgers with a knife and fork is pretty lame. Foods of doom (i.e. bound to get stuck in braces) include parsley, any kind of grain, bread, spinach, lollies etc etc. I mean, if you feel like tasting the food you ate at lunch five hours after ward, it's the way to go. Other unpleasantries (I think I just made that word up) include lips getting stuck on braces mid sentence, receiving cuts on lips and side of cheeks during the night, waking with blood on teeth and the discomfort and pain upon each adjustment. Also, I still haven't managed the art of smiling with my mouth shut. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have I scared you yet? Let's not be all pessimistic shall we. Hey, you get to pick new colours every six weeks! Next time I am going to get one colour all along the top and one colour all along the bottom. Creative, I know. Plus, I like them because they set me apart (because like, no one else has them and everything....). Whenever I see a fellow brace face I feel like we have some kind of unspoken connection and I immediately want to be their friend. Plus, the most blatantly obvious thing is that I am going to have super fantastic teeth. They already look pretty darn awesome besides me only having them for about seven months. So despite the pain, discomfort, loss of hot factor, I would just like to say: embrace the brace!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859230605716630251-3351392051124914601?l=incompletelullaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/feeds/3351392051124914601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859230605716630251&amp;postID=3351392051124914601' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/3351392051124914601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/3351392051124914601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/2009/10/train-tracks.html' title='Train tracks'/><author><name>Hannah Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10141073115495268536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/St5OCcLPAjI/AAAAAAAAAM0/rPezLgx1w9A/S220/n506871084_780294_679.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/Suf4PithWrI/AAAAAAAAANU/TVDxfVBYoio/s72-c/JAPAN+063.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859230605716630251.post-8060949759413278221</id><published>2009-10-22T06:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T06:31:49.575-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kind over Matter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3526/3987322731_3f1051f3a0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3526/3987322731_3f1051f3a0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3526/3989846883_e6f30758fe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 376px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3526/3989846883_e6f30758fe.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3509/3998355871_54d4a0aba6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 466px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3509/3998355871_54d4a0aba6.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stumbled upon &lt;a href="http://kindovermatter.blogspot.com/"&gt;this blog&lt;/a&gt; this evening and instantly fell in love. Check it out, smiles are guaranteed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also,&lt;a href="http://thegirlthatyoumet.blogspot.com/"&gt; watch this space. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859230605716630251-8060949759413278221?l=incompletelullaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/feeds/8060949759413278221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859230605716630251&amp;postID=8060949759413278221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/8060949759413278221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/8060949759413278221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/2009/10/kind-over-matter.html' title='Kind over Matter'/><author><name>Hannah Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10141073115495268536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/St5OCcLPAjI/AAAAAAAAAM0/rPezLgx1w9A/S220/n506871084_780294_679.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3526/3987322731_3f1051f3a0_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859230605716630251.post-3524974085979872085</id><published>2009-10-08T19:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T19:47:36.449-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reminders</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://recoveringlazyholic.com/reminders/getup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 438px; height: 291px;" src="http://recoveringlazyholic.com/reminders/getup.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://recoveringlazyholic.com/reminders/mirror.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 438px; height: 293px;" src="http://recoveringlazyholic.com/reminders/mirror.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://recoveringlazyholic.com/reminders/ontime.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 436px; height: 291px;" src="http://recoveringlazyholic.com/reminders/ontime.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://recoveringlazyholic.com/reminders/gooutside.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 437px; height: 291px;" src="http://recoveringlazyholic.com/reminders/gooutside.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://recoveringlazyholic.com/reminders/read.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 437px; height: 290px;" src="http://recoveringlazyholic.com/reminders/read.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://recoveringlazyholic.com/reminders/watch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 438px; height: 292px;" src="http://recoveringlazyholic.com/reminders/watch.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://recoveringlazyholic.com/reminders/separatedarks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 436px; height: 291px;" src="http://recoveringlazyholic.com/reminders/separatedarks.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://recoveringlazyholic.com/reminders/wash.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 434px; height: 287px;" src="http://recoveringlazyholic.com/reminders/wash.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://recoveringlazyholic.com/reminders/watchstep.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 431px; height: 288px;" src="http://recoveringlazyholic.com/reminders/watchstep.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://recoveringlazyholic.com/reminders/checkexpiration.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 429px; height: 287px;" src="http://recoveringlazyholic.com/reminders/checkexpiration.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://recoveringlazyholic.com/photography.html"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 429px; height: 286px;" src="http://recoveringlazyholic.com/reminders/sayfit.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://recoveringlazyholic.com/reminders/feelmusic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 430px; height: 287px;" src="http://recoveringlazyholic.com/reminders/feelmusic.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://recoveringlazyholic.com/reminders/deepcondition.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 430px; height: 286px;" src="http://recoveringlazyholic.com/reminders/deepcondition.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://recoveringlazyholic.com/reminders/eat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 429px; height: 286px;" src="http://recoveringlazyholic.com/reminders/eat.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://recoveringlazyholic.com/reminders/call.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 429px; height: 285px;" src="http://recoveringlazyholic.com/reminders/call.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859230605716630251-3524974085979872085?l=incompletelullaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/feeds/3524974085979872085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859230605716630251&amp;postID=3524974085979872085' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/3524974085979872085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/3524974085979872085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/2009/10/reminders.html' title='Reminders'/><author><name>Hannah Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10141073115495268536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/St5OCcLPAjI/AAAAAAAAAM0/rPezLgx1w9A/S220/n506871084_780294_679.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859230605716630251.post-5166169642105448370</id><published>2009-09-03T19:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T19:31:32.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In Other News</title><content type='html'>For my third year Journalism class this semester, we are required to keep a weekly blog. We can write basically anything we want, but it has to have some kind of relevance to what we've been chatting about in class that particular week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the link to mine if you wish to have a gander. I can't guarantee it will be particularly riveting, but then again, it may just be. Nonetheless, let me know what y'all think. &lt;a href="http://hannahlewisjourno.blogspot.com/"&gt;Click me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I was lucky enough to score myself a seat at the Opera House this weekend for Ben Folds' second Sydney concert. It was absolutely incredible! I could not wipe the cheesy grin off my face the entire time. What a talented man he is! A lot of his set were new songs which I was unfamiliar with. Still, it was so enjoyable and he is a wonderful entertainer. I was more than pleased to hear 'Landed', 'Rockin' the Suburbs', 'Annie Waits' and his cover of 'Such Great Heights' for the encore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SqB65zVRlwI/AAAAAAAAAMk/2ylJX41ySgU/s1600-h/benfoldsetc+088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SqB65zVRlwI/AAAAAAAAAMk/2ylJX41ySgU/s400/benfoldsetc+088.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377433088530945794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859230605716630251-5166169642105448370?l=incompletelullaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/feeds/5166169642105448370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859230605716630251&amp;postID=5166169642105448370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/5166169642105448370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/5166169642105448370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/2009/09/in-other-news.html' title='In Other News'/><author><name>Hannah Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10141073115495268536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/St5OCcLPAjI/AAAAAAAAAM0/rPezLgx1w9A/S220/n506871084_780294_679.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SqB65zVRlwI/AAAAAAAAAMk/2ylJX41ySgU/s72-c/benfoldsetc+088.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859230605716630251.post-6011868718670463909</id><published>2009-08-31T01:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T01:39:03.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life in Technicolour</title><content type='html'>Because I'm not in much of a writing mood, how bout some pictures? Theme: things making me happy at this moment. Including: Newcastle, my puppy dawg, my sister, my lover boy, my internet buddies and I all being together and hanging with fri&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs145.snc1/5376_147496161084_506871084_3403948_5259649_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 604px; height: 194px;" src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs145.snc1/5376_147496161084_506871084_3403948_5259649_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ends in the sunshine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs145.snc1/5376_147489036084_506871084_3403833_4157434_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs145.snc1/5376_147489036084_506871084_3403833_4157434_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs187.snc1/6255_1154503675867_1625946073_399268_5798119_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 453px; height: 604px;" src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs187.snc1/6255_1154503675867_1625946073_399268_5798119_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SpuJyFBFQrI/AAAAAAAAAMc/v8kG5Jq8amo/s1600-h/forum.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SpuJyFBFQrI/AAAAAAAAAMc/v8kG5Jq8amo/s400/forum.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376042073629999794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs151.snc1/5616_115056930793_511440793_2505622_2247199_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 404px; height: 604px;" src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs151.snc1/5616_115056930793_511440793_2505622_2247199_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SpuIlB_t89I/AAAAAAAAAMU/crUH3-theV8/s1600-h/auto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SpuIlB_t89I/AAAAAAAAAMU/crUH3-theV8/s400/auto.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376040749969044434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859230605716630251-6011868718670463909?l=incompletelullaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/feeds/6011868718670463909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859230605716630251&amp;postID=6011868718670463909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/6011868718670463909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/6011868718670463909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/2009/08/life-in-technicolour.html' title='Life in Technicolour'/><author><name>Hannah Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10141073115495268536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/St5OCcLPAjI/AAAAAAAAAM0/rPezLgx1w9A/S220/n506871084_780294_679.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SpuJyFBFQrI/AAAAAAAAAMc/v8kG5Jq8amo/s72-c/forum.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859230605716630251.post-3638545507143237873</id><published>2009-07-26T22:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T23:36:19.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter Song</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs193.snc1/6496_128063856084_506871084_3094446_5570225_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 457px; height: 304px;" src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs193.snc1/6496_128063856084_506871084_3094446_5570225_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ended my holidays with a week away with my family, followed by a weekend visiting a friend in Brisbane. My family and I went to Canberra for three nights and Culburra on the South Coast of NSW for another three nights. My week, including the weekend in Brisbane, can be summed up as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lots of driving with six people in one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; car, veggie burgers, cute southern towns, bob evans in the cd player, triple j, black trench coat, beanie, cute cou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sins, pasta, mattress, winter cold, strepsils, cold and flu tablets, tea, markets, parliament house, choc-coated strawberries, thai, lookouts, picnics, museum, catching up with family, lots and lots of tea, chilly nights and warm mornin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gs, tacos, americanisms, packing the trailer, lunch by the water, sea-saws, house on the cliff-side, sleepi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ng in an attic come bedroom, vegan applie pie, vegan ice-cream, sunshine and ocean, gilmore girls, french film, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a gorgeous puppy called babe, awkward cousin, more picnicing, kangaroo valley, peanut butter cups, lolly shops, p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ituresque towns, chai tea at the loo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kout, cute shops, news of my friend giving birth, comforting a good friend via telephone, whipped cr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eam from a can, flight to brisbane, eclipse mints, party preparation, c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;upcake baking an&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;d decorating, omlettes, birthday picnic in the park, pink and blue balloons, pink champagne, veggie sausages, sponge cake, good company, stiry fry, sleeping on the couch, shopping, homeward bound flight&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859230605716630251-3638545507143237873?l=incompletelullaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/feeds/3638545507143237873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859230605716630251&amp;postID=3638545507143237873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/3638545507143237873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/3638545507143237873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/2009/07/winter-song.html' title='Winter Song'/><author><name>Hannah Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10141073115495268536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/St5OCcLPAjI/AAAAAAAAAM0/rPezLgx1w9A/S220/n506871084_780294_679.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859230605716630251.post-156610425975434967</id><published>2009-07-15T01:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T01:43:16.585-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Real world.</title><content type='html'>At the moment I'm doing a week of unpaid work experience at the local newspaper in my hometown.&lt;br /&gt;It's been going pretty well so far! They've actually given me a lot to do which is nice. I thought I'd just be doing the coffee run/following people around! I've been doing phone interviews and lots of vox pops (voice of the people), which means lots of talking to people I don't know. I've also had to make lots of calls and book photographs in for certain jobs. I get to use their pretty Nikon camera when I go about the streets asking people at random certain questions of the day. It's surprising how many people don't want their picture to be in the paper! Today I interviewed a lady who has just turned 100! Amazing :)&lt;br /&gt;They've given me the usual 'community' focused stories. For example I've written about the local CWA twice this week (including the lady whose fruit cake came first haha!). But I've also done a couple of 'harder' news stories like the YMCA youth parliament that's happening at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty proud of myself. Today the editor in chief gave me a big wrap and many compliments which boosted my confidence a lot. This is a pretty great achievement for me. I usually don't deal with new situations very well (especially ones where I am put out of my comfort zone). So far four of my little articles have been published and I hope to have a nice collection by the end of the week.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not used to the 9 til 5 business though (especially when it's unpaid). However, it's a great experience and will look pretty and shiny on my resume!&lt;br /&gt;Life in the news room at this paper is pretty vibrant and alive. I can only imagine what it's like at the bigger papers. Those phones mustn't stop (considering ours pretty much don't either).&lt;br /&gt;I will leave you with a totally unrelated picture of myself, taken by my brother, which I used for my 21st invitations earlier this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/Sl2Vvl7gf9I/AAAAAAAAAMI/InoMs7fiE-s/s1600-h/IMG_0299smaller.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/Sl2Vvl7gf9I/AAAAAAAAAMI/InoMs7fiE-s/s400/IMG_0299smaller.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358603776508854226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859230605716630251-156610425975434967?l=incompletelullaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/feeds/156610425975434967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859230605716630251&amp;postID=156610425975434967' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/156610425975434967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/156610425975434967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/2009/07/real-world.html' title='Real world.'/><author><name>Hannah Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10141073115495268536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/St5OCcLPAjI/AAAAAAAAAM0/rPezLgx1w9A/S220/n506871084_780294_679.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/Sl2Vvl7gf9I/AAAAAAAAAMI/InoMs7fiE-s/s72-c/IMG_0299smaller.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859230605716630251.post-3862984913592302565</id><published>2009-07-03T05:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T05:22:29.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What I Wore.</title><content type='html'>I've never done one of these before, but I was pretty happy with this outfit so thought I might post it. This is what I wore to the races a couple of weeks ago. That's me on the left and my best friend Jess on the right. My black ballerina dress is from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Glue &lt;/span&gt;(the brand is escaping me right now), my hat I bought on &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ebay, &lt;/span&gt;my clutch was an &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Op Shop &lt;/span&gt;find, my shoes belong to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jess &lt;/span&gt;and my tights are just, well, tights. Jess's blazer is from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Spor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tsgirl. &lt;/span&gt;As for her other items I'm unsure, but she does look pretty sweet hey! It was very sunny, hence our squinty eyes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs088.snc1/4623_113751875791_554650791_3328517_3422103_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 453px; height: 604px;" src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs088.snc1/4623_113751875791_554650791_3328517_3422103_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859230605716630251-3862984913592302565?l=incompletelullaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/feeds/3862984913592302565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859230605716630251&amp;postID=3862984913592302565' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/3862984913592302565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/3862984913592302565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-i-wore.html' title='What I Wore.'/><author><name>Hannah Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10141073115495268536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/St5OCcLPAjI/AAAAAAAAAM0/rPezLgx1w9A/S220/n506871084_780294_679.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859230605716630251.post-8556479839223932450</id><published>2009-06-29T03:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T03:31:30.977-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Golden Days.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v236/18/92/506871084/n506871084_780296_1250.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 493px; height: 339px;" src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v236/18/92/506871084/n506871084_780296_1250.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v107/18/92/506871084/n506871084_157821_9702.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 442px; height: 298px;" src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v107/18/92/506871084/n506871084_157821_9702.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v236/18/92/506871084/n506871084_780294_679.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 453px; height: 312px;" src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v236/18/92/506871084/n506871084_780294_679.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v107/18/92/506871084/n506871084_157830_1211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 440px; height: 296px;" src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v107/18/92/506871084/n506871084_157830_1211.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v236/18/92/506871084/n506871084_780293_374.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 451px; height: 310px;" src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v236/18/92/506871084/n506871084_780293_374.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v107/18/92/506871084/n506871084_157829_1065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 440px; height: 296px;" src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v107/18/92/506871084/n506871084_157829_1065.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v107/18/92/506871084/n506871084_157828_913.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 439px; height: 297px;" src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v107/18/92/506871084/n506871084_157828_913.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v107/18/92/506871084/n506871084_157823_65.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 411px; height: 271px;" src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v107/18/92/506871084/n506871084_157823_65.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v107/18/92/506871084/n506871084_157824_274.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 297px; height: 435px;" src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v107/18/92/506871084/n506871084_157824_274.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs113.snc1/4683_117092035791_554650791_3391412_1820507_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 413px; height: 279px;" src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs113.snc1/4683_117092035791_554650791_3391412_1820507_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs113.snc1/4683_117092040791_554650791_3391413_3250068_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 475px; height: 326px;" src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs113.snc1/4683_117092040791_554650791_3391413_3250068_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs093.snc1/4683_117092045791_554650791_3391414_4795483_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 402px; height: 272px;" src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs093.snc1/4683_117092045791_554650791_3391414_4795483_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859230605716630251-8556479839223932450?l=incompletelullaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/feeds/8556479839223932450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859230605716630251&amp;postID=8556479839223932450' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/8556479839223932450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/8556479839223932450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/2009/06/golden-days.html' title='Golden Days.'/><author><name>Hannah Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10141073115495268536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/St5OCcLPAjI/AAAAAAAAAM0/rPezLgx1w9A/S220/n506871084_780294_679.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859230605716630251.post-2440837676813789240</id><published>2009-06-29T02:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T03:19:49.505-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yellow.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.thecherryblossomgirl.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/haircut-5-520x780.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 435px; height: 651px;" src="http://www.thecherryblossomgirl.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/haircut-5-520x780.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, a new post. I've played around with my layout too. It may undergo more changes in the near future.&lt;br /&gt;Alix, aka the&lt;a href="http://www.thecherryblossomgirl.com/"&gt; Cherry Blossom Girl&lt;/a&gt;, MADE this dress. How wonderful!&lt;br /&gt;What fun things have you been up to?&lt;br /&gt;I have been:&lt;br /&gt;Cheese and wine tasting in Sydney.&lt;br /&gt;Drinking strawberry champagne.&lt;br /&gt;Baking scones and eating 'til we've got food babies with my cousin.&lt;br /&gt;Having smoothie dates with my boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;Walking around my suburb in the late morning after my massive sleep-ins.&lt;br /&gt;Watching so many episodes of various television shows it's not funny. Current favourite is AusNTM.&lt;br /&gt;And tomorrow - I am going on a picnic with my friends from Uni! In the morning I plan to make one of those bread bowls with a spinach and cheese filling.&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Uni, today I realised I probably can graduate this year! Scary. I had been thinking it would be half way next year but after figuring out all my units it appears I can do it this year. Scary!&lt;br /&gt;Hope you're well :)&lt;br /&gt;Bloss x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859230605716630251-2440837676813789240?l=incompletelullaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/feeds/2440837676813789240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859230605716630251&amp;postID=2440837676813789240' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/2440837676813789240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/2440837676813789240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/2009/06/yellow.html' title='Yellow.'/><author><name>Hannah Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10141073115495268536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/St5OCcLPAjI/AAAAAAAAAM0/rPezLgx1w9A/S220/n506871084_780294_679.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859230605716630251.post-2197453507693766858</id><published>2009-05-16T04:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T04:33:10.734-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Absence Makes the Heart Grow Fonder</title><content type='html'>Hello friends.&lt;br /&gt;Many many apologies for my absence of late. It's that hectic time of Uni that we all dread. At the moment I have six huuuuge assignments to go and less than three weeks to do them in. So, that explains why I haven't blogged in almost a month! Crazy. So crazy that I almost forgot my log-in details!&lt;br /&gt;I can't promise anything exciting in the next couple of weeks as semester draws to a close, so I will leave you with some pretty pictures you might like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my friend Jess is quite the fashionista.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v3726/197/55/1244877642/n1244877642_30505154_3573002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 453px; height: 604px;" src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v3726/197/55/1244877642/n1244877642_30505154_3573002.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really really really dig &lt;a href="http://www.thecherryblossomgirl.com/"&gt;The Cherry Blossom Girl&lt;/a&gt;. Especially, her recent coverage on her trip to Japan. It makes me want to go back there so badly. I really love these stockings. Do want. And, the umbrella picture is gorgeous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.thecherryblossomgirl.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/05/heart-tights-520x346.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 520px; height: 346px;" src="http://www.thecherryblossomgirl.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/05/heart-tights-520x346.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.thecherryblossomgirl.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/05/shibuya-in-the-rain-2-520x346.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 520px; height: 346px;" src="http://www.thecherryblossomgirl.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/05/shibuya-in-the-rain-2-520x346.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859230605716630251-2197453507693766858?l=incompletelullaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/feeds/2197453507693766858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859230605716630251&amp;postID=2197453507693766858' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/2197453507693766858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/2197453507693766858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/2009/05/absence-makes-heart-grow-fonder.html' title='Absence Makes the Heart Grow Fonder'/><author><name>Hannah Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10141073115495268536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/St5OCcLPAjI/AAAAAAAAAM0/rPezLgx1w9A/S220/n506871084_780294_679.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859230605716630251.post-5363294930189043468</id><published>2009-04-24T04:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T04:28:49.877-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Delirium.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://c3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/39/l_fdd41cff767d4dbd4127555e57137c32.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 349px; height: 523px;" src="http://c3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/39/l_fdd41cff767d4dbd4127555e57137c32.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://c1.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/97/l_3ac7459bd53a50e24a59cf11f0f102c0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 600px; height: 397px;" src="http://c1.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/97/l_3ac7459bd53a50e24a59cf11f0f102c0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ladyhawke is all kinds of awesome. In my opinion, she just reeks coolness. I would absolutely love for her to come and play in Australia some time soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Images: &lt;a href="http://c1.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/97/l_3ac7459bd53a50e24a59cf11f0f102c0.jpg"&gt;Here&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="Ladyhawke%20is%20all%20kinds%20of%20awesome.%20%20Images:%20Here,"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859230605716630251-5363294930189043468?l=incompletelullaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/feeds/5363294930189043468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859230605716630251&amp;postID=5363294930189043468' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/5363294930189043468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/5363294930189043468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/2009/04/delirium.html' title='Delirium.'/><author><name>Hannah Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10141073115495268536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/St5OCcLPAjI/AAAAAAAAAM0/rPezLgx1w9A/S220/n506871084_780294_679.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859230605716630251.post-2932965755957593182</id><published>2009-04-21T04:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T04:32:48.615-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Signs.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="216"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.dailymotion.pl/swf/x87daz_signs_shortfilms&amp;amp;related=1"&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.dailymotion.pl/swf/x87daz_signs_shortfilms&amp;amp;related=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="480" height="216" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.pl/video/x87daz_signs_shortfilms"&gt;Signs&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.pl/mg02"&gt;mg02&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This made me giggle and smile and feel utterly wonderful. I hope it does the same for you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859230605716630251-2932965755957593182?l=incompletelullaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/feeds/2932965755957593182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859230605716630251&amp;postID=2932965755957593182' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/2932965755957593182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/2932965755957593182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/2009/04/signs.html' title='Signs.'/><author><name>Hannah Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10141073115495268536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/St5OCcLPAjI/AAAAAAAAAM0/rPezLgx1w9A/S220/n506871084_780294_679.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859230605716630251.post-4391974831988135022</id><published>2009-04-07T22:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T23:17:03.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kamakura</title><content type='html'>As promised a few months ago, I am continuing to upload some photos from my trip to Japan. The pictures that follow are from a day trip to Kamakura - one of Japan's ancient capitals. It is a very popular tourist destination these days with its enormous Buddha statue, famous sweet potato ice-cream (really amazing! honestly!), ancient shrines and temples and market stores. The train ride there was quite intense. We were literally packed in like sardines. Pretty sure we giggled the entire way there at the absolute ridiculousness of the situation. There was absolutely no room to move and every time we stopped at a station there would be people waiting to get on. We would all exclaim 'Oh surely they won't get on', but of course, they did. Again and again. It was a great day. I spent the day with the lovely Katee (the other vegetarian, our poor hosts!) as we were all paired up in groups with a few very sweet Japanese girl as our guides. It was such a nice winter's day and so eye o&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SdxAiyXXH7I/AAAAAAAAAKA/C60gt2o2iAg/s1600-h/JAPAN+081smaller.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SdxAiyXXH7I/AAAAAAAAAKA/C60gt2o2iAg/s400/JAPAN+081smaller.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322199826024570802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;pening in many ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SdxAimKX2xI/AAAAAAAAAJg/Bq1EgO_xvc8/s1600-h/JAPAN+067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SdxAimKX2xI/AAAAAAAAAJg/Bq1EgO_xvc8/s400/JAPAN+067.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322199822748867346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SdxAisGJKjI/AAAAAAAAAJw/M0_KDiLQgqk/s1600-h/JAPAN+072smaller.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SdxAisGJKjI/AAAAAAAAAJw/M0_KDiLQgqk/s400/JAPAN+072smaller.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322199824341740082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SdxAivVhRlI/AAAAAAAAAJo/_vpvscZLEHs/s1600-h/JAPAN+070smaller.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SdxAivVhRlI/AAAAAAAAAJo/_vpvscZLEHs/s400/JAPAN+070smaller.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322199825211541074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/Sdw_9GdrwcI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Gtdj996wSAY/s1600-h/JAPAN+059smaller.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/Sdw_9GdrwcI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Gtdj996wSAY/s400/JAPAN+059smaller.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322199178584768962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/Sdw_8_MlP3I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/FuicTvkTOhc/s1600-h/JAPAN+057smaller.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/Sdw_8_MlP3I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/FuicTvkTOhc/s400/JAPAN+057smaller.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322199176633991026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/Sdw_8-M6FoI/AAAAAAAAAJI/QUgtEfA0k9E/s1600-h/JAPAN+054smaller.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/Sdw_8-M6FoI/AAAAAAAAAJI/QUgtEfA0k9E/s400/JAPAN+054smaller.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322199176366921346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SdxAi3-zWLI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/OcWx5pxqQQE/s1600-h/JAPAN+077smaller.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SdxAi3-zWLI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/OcWx5pxqQQE/s400/JAPAN+077smaller.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322199827532175538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859230605716630251-4391974831988135022?l=incompletelullaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/feeds/4391974831988135022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859230605716630251&amp;postID=4391974831988135022' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/4391974831988135022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/4391974831988135022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/2009/04/kamakura.html' title='Kamakura'/><author><name>Hannah Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10141073115495268536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/St5OCcLPAjI/AAAAAAAAAM0/rPezLgx1w9A/S220/n506871084_780294_679.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SdxAiyXXH7I/AAAAAAAAAKA/C60gt2o2iAg/s72-c/JAPAN+081smaller.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859230605716630251.post-7416445261724446380</id><published>2009-04-03T04:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T04:19:56.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nice looking folk.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://s45.radikal.ru/i107/0903/45/f4c9843791dc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 510px; height: 340px;" src="http://s45.radikal.ru/i107/0903/45/f4c9843791dc.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i066.radikal.ru/0903/58/442cf047443f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 509px; height: 339px;" src="http://i066.radikal.ru/0903/58/442cf047443f.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://s55.radikal.ru/i148/0903/2a/abc0e8619c1f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 510px; height: 340px;" src="http://s55.radikal.ru/i148/0903/2a/abc0e8619c1f.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://s59.radikal.ru/i163/0903/83/24a16e2b027c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 509px; height: 339px;" src="http://s59.radikal.ru/i163/0903/83/24a16e2b027c.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i020.radikal.ru/0903/11/1deb3a43b331.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 416px; height: 579px;" src="http://i020.radikal.ru/0903/11/1deb3a43b331.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Images by &lt;a href="http://community.livejournal.com/ru_glamour/2835794.html?#cutid1"&gt;Terry Richardson&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They make me grin, just a wee bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S Hello world, I've missed you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859230605716630251-7416445261724446380?l=incompletelullaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/feeds/7416445261724446380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859230605716630251&amp;postID=7416445261724446380' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/7416445261724446380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/7416445261724446380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/2009/04/nice-looking-folk.html' title='Nice looking folk.'/><author><name>Hannah Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10141073115495268536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/St5OCcLPAjI/AAAAAAAAAM0/rPezLgx1w9A/S220/n506871084_780294_679.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859230605716630251.post-2295012402720816446</id><published>2009-03-20T23:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T23:20:03.315-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Effy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://skinsblog.files.wordpress.com/2008/07/002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 337px; height: 450px;" src="http://skinsblog.files.wordpress.com/2008/07/002.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://skinsblog.files.wordpress.com/2008/07/019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 337px; height: 450px;" src="http://skinsblog.files.wordpress.com/2008/07/019.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://skinsblog.files.wordpress.com/2008/07/002.jpg"&gt;Here.&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://skinsblog.files.wordpress.com/2008/07/019.jpg"&gt;And here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Effy/ Kaya Scodelario from Skins. Stunning.&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/4859230605716630251-2295012402720816446?l=incompletelullaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/feeds/2295012402720816446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859230605716630251&amp;postID=2295012402720816446' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/2295012402720816446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/2295012402720816446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/2009/03/effy.html' title='Effy.'/><author><name>Hannah Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10141073115495268536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/St5OCcLPAjI/AAAAAAAAAM0/rPezLgx1w9A/S220/n506871084_780294_679.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859230605716630251.post-7670379445482054757</id><published>2009-03-13T18:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T18:41:38.658-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fashion Tips 101</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SbsJkIkjfOI/AAAAAAAAAI4/dig6-pHwU5Q/s1600-h/march+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SbsJkIkjfOI/AAAAAAAAAI4/dig6-pHwU5Q/s400/march+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312850701794376930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SbsJjwC7zII/AAAAAAAAAIw/OT-Z8gwB2RM/s1600-h/march+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SbsJjwC7zII/AAAAAAAAAIw/OT-Z8gwB2RM/s400/march+015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312850695210912898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SbsJjRm7n7I/AAAAAAAAAIo/eZyCxeAwNBk/s1600-h/march+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SbsJjRm7n7I/AAAAAAAAAIo/eZyCxeAwNBk/s400/march+018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312850687040397234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pet budgies make an excellent fashion accessory to any outfit. Meet: Cisco Adler. And many thanks to my beeeeautiful friends J and J for being excellent models. Please excuse the drink in my hand/mouth!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859230605716630251-7670379445482054757?l=incompletelullaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/feeds/7670379445482054757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859230605716630251&amp;postID=7670379445482054757' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/7670379445482054757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/7670379445482054757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/2009/03/fashion-tips-101.html' title='Fashion Tips 101'/><author><name>Hannah Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10141073115495268536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/St5OCcLPAjI/AAAAAAAAAM0/rPezLgx1w9A/S220/n506871084_780294_679.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SbsJkIkjfOI/AAAAAAAAAI4/dig6-pHwU5Q/s72-c/march+010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859230605716630251.post-2709060570316687038</id><published>2009-03-02T21:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T21:58:12.364-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Josh Pyke</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SazGmM1UV0I/AAAAAAAAAIg/72l3ei0deCo/s1600-h/feb+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SazGmM1UV0I/AAAAAAAAAIg/72l3ei0deCo/s400/feb+019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308836420345157442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SazGlxbyWEI/AAAAAAAAAIY/AM3MyenfGyc/s1600-h/feb+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SazGlxbyWEI/AAAAAAAAAIY/AM3MyenfGyc/s400/feb+015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308836412990314562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SazGltA8h0I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/8drLzahIz9s/s1600-h/feb+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SazGltA8h0I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/8drLzahIz9s/s400/feb+012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308836411803993922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SazGleKYTCI/AAAAAAAAAII/3mQPWhUINIo/s1600-h/feb+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SazGleKYTCI/AAAAAAAAAII/3mQPWhUINIo/s400/feb+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308836407817030690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a truly wonderful, magical time at Josh Pyke's Newcastle gig last Thursday night. Despite being eaten alive by mosquitoes in the line to go in, that is (seriously, why why why did Newcastle Uni get built on a swamp?). The support acts - Jackson McLarin and the lovely Cloud Control were equal parts wonderful also. Josh himself was just fabulous. I love that man. I could not wipe the cheesey grin off my face as I bopped along and sang along to every song. I must of looked like the biggest fangirl ever but I don't care. He played old songs and new songs equally which I was very happy about. And the man is funny too. Can one person be any more perfect?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859230605716630251-2709060570316687038?l=incompletelullaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/feeds/2709060570316687038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859230605716630251&amp;postID=2709060570316687038' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/2709060570316687038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/2709060570316687038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/2009/03/josh-pyke.html' title='Josh Pyke'/><author><name>Hannah Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10141073115495268536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/St5OCcLPAjI/AAAAAAAAAM0/rPezLgx1w9A/S220/n506871084_780294_679.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SazGmM1UV0I/AAAAAAAAAIg/72l3ei0deCo/s72-c/feb+019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859230605716630251.post-8302257620301185728</id><published>2009-02-18T03:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T03:37:49.581-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Catch Me If You Can</title><content type='html'>I was recently tagged by the lovely &lt;a href="http://www.justjacinta.blogspot.com"&gt;Jacinta&lt;/a&gt; to tell the land of blog ten outrageously intersting facts about myself! So here goes it.&lt;br /&gt;1. I've never consumed a whole cup of coffee in my life. This is because I cannot stand the taste of it. The closest I've come is a few sips. This kind of disappoints me. I kind of want to like coffee because it seems like 'the cool thing to do',  and we all want to be cool, right? RIGHT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I've climbed Uluru. I went on a year ten excursion to Central Australia and had the chance to climb it. It was one of the hardest, but best, things I've ever done. It was absolutely invigorating to get to the top. I felt pretty much on top of the world up there. It's absolutely beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I've been a vegetarian for almost six months.  Not long compared to some but quite an achievment for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I'm allergic to cats. This is quite annoying as I think I would quite like to have a kitty if it wouldn't make me sneeze and turn my eyes into puffy red balls so that I look like a drug addict.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I'm getting braces soon. How soon, I am not quite sure, but I'm thinking around April. I'm quite excited to be a brace-face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I'm obsessed with bags that have long long shoulder straps. Short straps just don't cut it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. My name means flower and/or nose in Japanese. I prefer flower, funnily enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I can talk like Donald Duck. So can my sister. We used to have whole conversations talking like him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. I've never seen The Notebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. I've been to every state/territory in Australia except for WA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tag: ya mum!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859230605716630251-8302257620301185728?l=incompletelullaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/feeds/8302257620301185728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859230605716630251&amp;postID=8302257620301185728' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/8302257620301185728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/8302257620301185728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/2009/02/catch-me-if-you-can.html' title='Catch Me If You Can'/><author><name>Hannah Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10141073115495268536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/St5OCcLPAjI/AAAAAAAAAM0/rPezLgx1w9A/S220/n506871084_780294_679.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859230605716630251.post-7477144827403040695</id><published>2009-02-18T03:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T03:18:33.095-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Day I Will Write Something of Substance.</title><content type='html'>In the meantime, feast your eyes on this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chace Crawford, Gossip Girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://evilbeetgossip.film.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/10/chace_crawford.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 454px; height: 600px;" src="http://evilbeetgossip.film.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/10/chace_crawford.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Image: http://evilbeetgossip.film.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/10/chace_crawford.jpg&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859230605716630251-7477144827403040695?l=incompletelullaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/feeds/7477144827403040695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859230605716630251&amp;postID=7477144827403040695' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/7477144827403040695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/7477144827403040695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/2009/02/one-day-i-will-write-something-of.html' title='One Day I Will Write Something of Substance.'/><author><name>Hannah Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10141073115495268536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/St5OCcLPAjI/AAAAAAAAAM0/rPezLgx1w9A/S220/n506871084_780294_679.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859230605716630251.post-6920702556097229980</id><published>2009-02-11T21:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T21:54:55.639-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things I Love Thursday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SZO5BPS4PgI/AAAAAAAAAIA/HBauBuZ9NRY/s1600-h/JAPAN+297.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SZO5BPS4PgI/AAAAAAAAAIA/HBauBuZ9NRY/s400/JAPAN+297.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301784617281928706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been too long since I've done one of these, that's for sure.&lt;br /&gt;So here we go folks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.Red lentils cooked in vegeta veggie stock! Really really tasty. I just had some and now I want more.&lt;br /&gt;.The fact that I now know how to poach an egg without an egg poacher. Many a thanks to my wonderful friend &lt;a href="http://minhalloran.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mindy&lt;/a&gt; for the helpful hint.&lt;br /&gt;.My new bedroom and all the pretty things in it.&lt;br /&gt;.Rainy days such as the past few gone including today when I don't feel guilty for not doing anything.&lt;br /&gt;.Jodi Picoult.&lt;br /&gt;.My new glory box passed down from my Mumma.&lt;br /&gt;.Getting excited about going to Groovin' the Moo with my little sis and my bestie in May.&lt;br /&gt;.Strawberry body butter.&lt;br /&gt;.'Homecoming' by Kanye West featuring the amazing Chris Martin.&lt;br /&gt;.The fact that I only have two days of Uni a week this semester!&lt;br /&gt;.Seeing my family again on the weekend at my cousin's 21st. Can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;.Bon Iver.&lt;br /&gt;.The Drive-In!&lt;br /&gt;.Antique Shops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you guys lovin'?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859230605716630251-6920702556097229980?l=incompletelullaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/feeds/6920702556097229980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859230605716630251&amp;postID=6920702556097229980' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/6920702556097229980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/6920702556097229980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/2009/02/things-i-love-thursday.html' title='Things I Love Thursday'/><author><name>Hannah Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10141073115495268536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/St5OCcLPAjI/AAAAAAAAAM0/rPezLgx1w9A/S220/n506871084_780294_679.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SZO5BPS4PgI/AAAAAAAAAIA/HBauBuZ9NRY/s72-c/JAPAN+297.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859230605716630251.post-3207459931199450041</id><published>2009-02-06T02:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T02:15:46.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hola!</title><content type='html'>In commemoration of mine and my lovely boyfriend's anniversary of four whole exciting years, last night we went to Mucho's Mexican for a Mexican feast! It is probably our favourite food so quite fitting :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had:&lt;br /&gt;1 Midori Margarita&lt;br /&gt;The vegetarian combo which had a taco, a burrito AND an enchilda.. plus some frijoles (what a funny word) which I'm pretty sure is just like re-fried beans, on the side.&lt;br /&gt;Three tequila jelly shots. Three, because they are quite weak, but extremely tasty! I want to make my own some day. They use lemon flavoured jelly. Cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lover had:&lt;br /&gt;A mexican beer.&lt;br /&gt;A VB (haha.. they were cheaper)&lt;br /&gt;3 jelly shots, also.&lt;br /&gt;1 beef taco for entre,&lt;br /&gt;and his main was a burrito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really like that restaurant. It's all decorated to the theme so there's lots to look at. And I love that they have all different kinds of Margaritas because I don't usually like the normal ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, I can't believe it's been four whole years since we started going out! It's quite funny how it all happened actually but I'll save that for another time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't actually get a good one of the two of us but here's some shots anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v2327/181/43/554650791/n554650791_2635368_9455.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 453px; height: 604px;" src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v2327/181/43/554650791/n554650791_2635368_9455.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v2327/181/43/554650791/n554650791_2635370_43.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 604px; height: 453px;" src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v2327/181/43/554650791/n554650791_2635370_43.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v2327/181/43/554650791/n554650791_2635375_1517.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 604px; height: 453px;" src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v2327/181/43/554650791/n554650791_2635375_1517.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v2327/181/43/554650791/n554650791_2635371_336.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 453px; height: 604px;" src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v2327/181/43/554650791/n554650791_2635371_336.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859230605716630251-3207459931199450041?l=incompletelullaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/feeds/3207459931199450041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859230605716630251&amp;postID=3207459931199450041' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/3207459931199450041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/3207459931199450041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/2009/02/hola.html' title='hola!'/><author><name>Hannah Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10141073115495268536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/St5OCcLPAjI/AAAAAAAAAM0/rPezLgx1w9A/S220/n506871084_780294_679.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859230605716630251.post-8773620678839841252</id><published>2009-02-02T00:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T00:14:39.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Room</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SYarFuhzJ5I/AAAAAAAAAH4/yqLGv0nxpdU/s1600-h/room+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SYarFuhzJ5I/AAAAAAAAAH4/yqLGv0nxpdU/s400/room+013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298110126525458322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SYaqphpC89I/AAAAAAAAAHo/pXbfXh56eZ0/s1600-h/room+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SYaqphpC89I/AAAAAAAAAHo/pXbfXh56eZ0/s400/room+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298109642029855698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SYaqpkbf0-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/Ifg_82ZwekE/s1600-h/room+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SYaqpkbf0-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/Ifg_82ZwekE/s400/room+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298109642778334178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SYaqpnHx7FI/AAAAAAAAAHY/BWvvHlJt3ik/s1600-h/room+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SYaqpnHx7FI/AAAAAAAAAHY/BWvvHlJt3ik/s400/room+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298109643500940370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SYaqpdD2CEI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/eEIOrOL6ZXE/s1600-h/room+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SYaqpdD2CEI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/eEIOrOL6ZXE/s400/room+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298109640800077890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SYaqpbY6lOI/AAAAAAAAAHI/cIiYdUUe-6E/s1600-h/room+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SYaqpbY6lOI/AAAAAAAAAHI/cIiYdUUe-6E/s400/room+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298109640351585506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859230605716630251-8773620678839841252?l=incompletelullaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/feeds/8773620678839841252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859230605716630251&amp;postID=8773620678839841252' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/8773620678839841252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/8773620678839841252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/2009/02/new-room.html' title='New Room'/><author><name>Hannah Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10141073115495268536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/St5OCcLPAjI/AAAAAAAAAM0/rPezLgx1w9A/S220/n506871084_780294_679.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SYarFuhzJ5I/AAAAAAAAAH4/yqLGv0nxpdU/s72-c/room+013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859230605716630251.post-4692719803580036887</id><published>2009-02-01T23:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T00:02:50.170-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nick and Norah's Infinite Playlist</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.hypster.com/images/norah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 605px; height: 403px;" src="http://www.hypster.com/images/norah.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I went to Ben's house. We stopped off at Coles and stocked up on picnic goods such as cheese, dip, crackers, chocolate and celery (for a bit of health) and headed back to his house. We ate said munchies in his room whilst watching Nick and Norah's Infinite Playlist (illegally, it's yet to be released in Aus). When I heard Michael Cera was in it I knew I couldn't really go wrong. And it surely impressed! Incredibly sweet, funny movie with an excellent soundtrack including Band of Horses and Vampire Weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do see!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859230605716630251-4692719803580036887?l=incompletelullaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/feeds/4692719803580036887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859230605716630251&amp;postID=4692719803580036887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/4692719803580036887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/4692719803580036887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/2009/02/nick-and-norahs-infinite-playlist.html' title='Nick and Norah&apos;s Infinite Playlist'/><author><name>Hannah Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10141073115495268536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/St5OCcLPAjI/AAAAAAAAAM0/rPezLgx1w9A/S220/n506871084_780294_679.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859230605716630251.post-1049293125356377973</id><published>2009-01-31T19:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T20:02:12.160-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Florence and the Machine</title><content type='html'>I am totally digging this song:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/s0ZPTFfpO40&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&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/s0ZPTFfpO40&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859230605716630251-1049293125356377973?l=incompletelullaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/feeds/1049293125356377973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859230605716630251&amp;postID=1049293125356377973' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/1049293125356377973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/1049293125356377973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/2009/01/florence-and-machine.html' title='Florence and the Machine'/><author><name>Hannah Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10141073115495268536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/St5OCcLPAjI/AAAAAAAAAM0/rPezLgx1w9A/S220/n506871084_780294_679.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859230605716630251.post-5648616250855976460</id><published>2009-01-22T18:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T18:37:50.510-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Reads</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SXksyqRnOGI/AAAAAAAAAG4/7YKNbfegGao/s1600-h/hols+247.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SXksyqRnOGI/AAAAAAAAAG4/7YKNbfegGao/s400/hols+247.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294312085803972706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peek-a-boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I am/have been reading this summer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. Marley and Me by John Grogan.&lt;/span&gt; Side note: I started reading this before I went to Japan after recommendation from my Dad. Unbeknownst to me it had been made into a film starring Jennifer Anniston and Owen Wilson and is currently screening. Marley is a playful mischevious labrador. Ironically, while in Japan staying with my host family, I left the book in my room on a day spent out and about in Tokyo. Upon return, I found a nasty surprise in my room, as the family's three dogs (including two Huskys and one Golden Retriver) had made their way into my room and kindly piddled on the floor as well as a few of my things including the book - Marley and Me. How very ironic that these dogs had been so michevious and damaged a book about a mischevious dog. I am yet to bring myself to keep reading it however .. um.. dry it may be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. Into the Wild by Jon Krakauer.&lt;/span&gt; Side note: After the incident with the dog pee, my host family were naturally mortified and wanted to replace the book. Although we couldn't find Marley and Me in the Japanese book stores, they insisted I find something else to my liking. I chose Into the Wild after being so impressed by the movie. I am yet to finish this as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. Change of Heart by Jodi Picoult.&lt;/span&gt; Side note: absolutely wonderful and intriguing as all of her work is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. Riding the Bus with my Sister by Rachel Simon.&lt;/span&gt; Side note: This book undertook quite an adventure to find it's way into my hands. My Mum read it first and loved it so much that she wanted to buy me a copy for Christmas. She couldn't get her hands on it in Australia for one reason or another but found that it could be purchased in America. She convinced a cousin of hers residing in Chicago to buy three copies, as she loved it so much, and have them sent to Australia. I really really enjoyed this book. It follows Beth and her sister Rachel, both grown adults. Beth is mentally disabled and has found a liking for riding the city buses every day. One year, Rachel decides to join her sister and ride the buses with her. There are so many warm anecdotes and stories within this novel, especially as each bus driver and character is introduced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. Diary of an Ordinary Woman by Margaret Forster. &lt;/span&gt;Side note: I put this on my birthday wish-list after recommendation from my friend Mindy. My lovely boyfriend snapped it up for me :) .I loved it just as much as she and it got me thinking about how such supposed ordinary lives really can become quite extraordinary and how our 'mundane tasks' can seem totally different in the eyes of a spectator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6. Twilight and New Moon by Stephanie Meyer. &lt;/span&gt;Side note: Yes, I have jumped on the Twilight bandwagon after seeing the movie a couple of days ago. I know most Twilight fans would shreik at the thought me reading the books after seeing the movie first, but what the heck. I fell in love with Edward just like everyone else and had some birthday vouchers to spend so thought, why not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7. The Pact and Nineteen Minutes by Jodi Picoult.&lt;/span&gt; Side note: I spent more of my birthday vouchers on these two. I am excited to read them as I love all of Miss Picoult's work that I have read so far and these two have been reccommended to me a number of times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How good is it to have nothing to do but read? Bliss :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859230605716630251-5648616250855976460?l=incompletelullaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/feeds/5648616250855976460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859230605716630251&amp;postID=5648616250855976460' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/5648616250855976460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/5648616250855976460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/2009/01/summer-reads.html' title='Summer Reads'/><author><name>Hannah Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10141073115495268536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/St5OCcLPAjI/AAAAAAAAAM0/rPezLgx1w9A/S220/n506871084_780294_679.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SXksyqRnOGI/AAAAAAAAAG4/7YKNbfegGao/s72-c/hols+247.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859230605716630251.post-5290523459915256595</id><published>2009-01-11T03:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T03:18:59.412-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I like it when</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SWnViuNWjPI/AAAAAAAAAGw/f-gqrFjTkf8/s1600-h/hols+123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SWnViuNWjPI/AAAAAAAAAGw/f-gqrFjTkf8/s400/hols+123.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289994029819661554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.It starts raining as soon as I hop into bed, such as now.&lt;br /&gt;.My boyfriend sings.&lt;br /&gt;.I blow in my dog's face and he hides behind his paws.&lt;br /&gt;.My Dad makes me breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;.I meet someone for the first time and they instantly call me by a nickname that I like.&lt;br /&gt;.I get pampered by other people.. such as my sister doing my hair or my boyfriend painting my nails (yes, he does this).&lt;br /&gt;.My Mum sends me home with an eski full of frozen vegetarian goodies.&lt;br /&gt;.A book can make you laugh out loud.&lt;br /&gt;.I hear my Dad laughing out loud at the book he is reading, and he then shares the funny parts with me.&lt;br /&gt;.I hear from my brother, who is currently in the U S of A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo: my lovely sister Soph and our dog Oliver. He such a handsome young man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859230605716630251-5290523459915256595?l=incompletelullaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/feeds/5290523459915256595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859230605716630251&amp;postID=5290523459915256595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/5290523459915256595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/5290523459915256595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-like-it-when.html' title='I like it when'/><author><name>Hannah Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10141073115495268536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/St5OCcLPAjI/AAAAAAAAAM0/rPezLgx1w9A/S220/n506871084_780294_679.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SWnViuNWjPI/AAAAAAAAAGw/f-gqrFjTkf8/s72-c/hols+123.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859230605716630251.post-2825223367676990011</id><published>2009-01-11T00:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T00:43:51.259-08:00</updated><title type='text'>tea party!</title><content type='html'>hello folks,&lt;br /&gt;Well yesterday evening i celebrated my 21st birthday with a tea party with all my rellos and closest pals.&lt;br /&gt;It was a truly lovely evening with plenty of cake, tea and bite sized goodies. My Mum dear worked very hard and showed off her culinary skills as per usual. I am so very lucky!&lt;br /&gt;Not only did I have the company of some amazing people, but I was absolutely showered with amazing gifts. It really is quite overwhelming. I am so excited by all the stuff I got! They know all know me so well!&lt;br /&gt;We ended the night in true style with champagne and Sing Star in my lounge room. Which I would have to say was a much better option than going out to the greasy pubs of Tamworth.&lt;br /&gt;As most would have it, a 21st seems to scream - 'get drunk and rowdy'.. but I didn't want it that way. Sure, we had a few quite ones, but I was so happy that the people I was with were the type that didn't need the alcohol to have a good time. And as a bonus, no headache this morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, kind sirs, feast yourself upon some pictorial goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v1948/110/28/699068997/n699068997_1850487_2778.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 597px; height: 448px;" src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v1948/110/28/699068997/n699068997_1850487_2778.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v1948/110/28/699068997/n699068997_1850479_336.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 604px; height: 453px;" src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v1948/110/28/699068997/n699068997_1850479_336.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try 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only 8 but you know.. ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a lovely day! spoilt rotten&lt;br /&gt;more to come.. my tea party is this saturday! wahoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how was your january 6?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SWNP85tYdTI/AAAAAAAAAGg/flXntSqKdaQ/s1600-h/birthday+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SWNP85tYdTI/AAAAAAAAAGg/flXntSqKdaQ/s400/birthday+028.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288158295165007154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SWNP8pzjMfI/AAAAAAAAAGY/cIg4fkdB6qc/s1600-h/birthday+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" 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/&gt;explosions off in the distance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so this is the new year&lt;br /&gt;and I have no resolutions&lt;br /&gt;for self assigned penance&lt;br /&gt;for problems with easy solutions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so everybody put your best suit or dress on&lt;br /&gt;let's make believe that we are wealthy for just this once&lt;br /&gt;lighting firecrackers off on the front lawn&lt;br /&gt;as thirty dialogues bleed into one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish the world was flat like the old days&lt;br /&gt;then i could travel just by folding a map&lt;br /&gt;no more airplanes, or speedtrains, or freeways&lt;br /&gt;there'd be no distance that can hold us back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there'd be no distance that could hold us back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year folks :)&lt;br /&gt;May 2009 be more than you could ever ask for!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so this is the new year&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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This is the cafeteria at Shohoku College. We ate lunch here most days. It's pretty much my dream kitchen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. This is my first Cafeteria meal. Admittedly they didn't have the best vegetarian options. The round thing was a sweet cheesey puff ball thingo and the other a sweet danish. Salad was always the best option...apart from the time there was wormy squid things in the coleslaw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. This is a shot of Atsugi city by night. It was always bustling and alive at night time with lots of lights and noises and smells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Haruka and myself! Haruka was a college student who we became really great friends with. Her and her friend Risa took such great care of us and showed us lots of places in Atsugi. This night they took us to Kareoke! It was about the second night there so we were all still a bit shy but I was so impressed that everyone got up and had ago! No alcohol needed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859230605716630251-1110432114649527550?l=incompletelullaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/feeds/1110432114649527550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859230605716630251&amp;postID=1110432114649527550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/1110432114649527550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/1110432114649527550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/2009/01/atsugi-times.html' title='Atsugi Times'/><author><name>Hannah Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10141073115495268536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/St5OCcLPAjI/AAAAAAAAAM0/rPezLgx1w9A/S220/n506871084_780294_679.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SVyCEmjLG9I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/4Q2MHoz4qMA/s72-c/JAPAN+027.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859230605716630251.post-2698688803530988933</id><published>2008-12-28T15:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T15:39:42.110-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Upon Arrival</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SVgNtc8rkSI/AAAAAAAAAFY/5NLuUikAy3E/s1600-h/JAPAN+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SVgNtc8rkSI/AAAAAAAAAFY/5NLuUikAy3E/s400/JAPAN+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284989237235257634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SVgNtqkYqyI/AAAAAAAAAFg/LYesfkyjK34/s1600-h/JAPAN+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SVgNtqkYqyI/AAAAAAAAAFg/LYesfkyjK34/s400/JAPAN+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284989240891452194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SVgNucvI-PI/AAAAAAAAAFo/HZwaK_oXiOw/s1600-h/JAPAN+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SVgNucvI-PI/AAAAAAAAAFo/HZwaK_oXiOw/s400/JAPAN+015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284989254358333682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SVgNujBRCYI/AAAAAAAAAFw/qUTYh-Ayj1c/s1600-h/JAPAN+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SVgNujBRCYI/AAAAAAAAAFw/qUTYh-Ayj1c/s400/JAPAN+022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284989256044972418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. This is my meal on the plane ride to Japan. One of the great things about being a vegetarian (among many) is that you get your meal before everyone else and they can all smell it and get heaps jealous! The plane ride was 10 hours, through the night. I didn't get much sleep as I was too anxious ... and itchy! Yucko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. This is the first glimpse we got of Suburban Tokyo from our bus which drove us from Narita Airport to Atsugi City which took about two hours. We were all so exhausted and trying to stay awake as there was so much to look at out the window! I found the road ways in Tokyo pretty amazing. There were lots of roads built up like bridges and you could look down and all the houses were underneath you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  After we arrived at our accommodation in Atsugi, we went on a mission to find food. We were absolutely starving. This is taken as we walked to the city centre for the first time. This walk became quite familiar as we did it several times a day. We noticed a change in the leaves during the time we were there as Autumn turned to winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Vending machines! The first of many... soo many. They were on literally every corner and inside buildings as well. Even in older suburban streets you would still find them. The beverages inside were always exciting! For example: grape Fanta, Mint Julip drink and Pink Grapefruit! Yum.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859230605716630251-2698688803530988933?l=incompletelullaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/feeds/2698688803530988933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859230605716630251&amp;postID=2698688803530988933' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/2698688803530988933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/2698688803530988933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/2008/12/upon-arrival.html' title='Upon Arrival'/><author><name>Hannah Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10141073115495268536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/St5OCcLPAjI/AAAAAAAAAM0/rPezLgx1w9A/S220/n506871084_780294_679.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SVgNtc8rkSI/AAAAAAAAAFY/5NLuUikAy3E/s72-c/JAPAN+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859230605716630251.post-5721286740100339415</id><published>2008-12-27T21:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T22:04:26.316-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i don't know where to begin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SVcWp57BQFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/xy_CNr3uFkY/s1600-h/JAPAN+297.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SVcWp57BQFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/xy_CNr3uFkY/s400/JAPAN+297.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284717596921380946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but ... i shall start with saying a big merry christmas to you all ! i hope it was nice and relaxing and that you ate as much as i did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since we last spoke i have been a busy traveler. japan was incredible and i cannot begin to explain all the things i did. blogging about each thing would be impossible (well, not literally) so i have decided to blog randomly with a picture and details about that particular event or moment as i feel like it.&lt;br /&gt;since my return to aus i've been a busy little beaver with lots of trip between home in the country and newcastle.. as well as a 21st in sydney, a little holiday on the coast with some friends from uni and christmas with the family on the coast as well.&lt;br /&gt;overall it's been very packed and fun filled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i've been reflecting on the year that's been.  significant occurunces include:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-my 20th birthday&lt;br /&gt;-a trip to tasmania with boyfriend's family for a wedding&lt;br /&gt;-moving in with my brother&lt;br /&gt;-commencing my 2nd year at uni and a new course to go with that&lt;br /&gt;-a major falling out with a once best friend and consequently feeling much better for it, eventually&lt;br /&gt;-scoring myself the best job in the world, and later losing it when they closed&lt;br /&gt;-learning japanese for one semester&lt;br /&gt;-seeing angus and julia stone &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;-changing my hair colour to brown from blonde&lt;br /&gt;-giving up drinking for the winter&lt;br /&gt;-overcoming my fear of public speaking&lt;br /&gt;-making some gorgeous new friends from uni&lt;br /&gt;-visits from afar from two of my besties&lt;br /&gt;-finding out that i was going to be going to japan!&lt;br /&gt;-having my car almost stolen right before my eyes&lt;br /&gt;-becoming a gym junkie&lt;br /&gt;-becoming a vegetarian!!&lt;br /&gt;-GOING OVERSEAS&lt;br /&gt;-selling my car!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, overall, i would have to say it's been a darn eventful, yet amazing year :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s the picture above was taken by myself in tokyo on an outing with my host family. i didn't get to go on that ride but it looked pretty amazing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859230605716630251-5721286740100339415?l=incompletelullaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/feeds/5721286740100339415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859230605716630251&amp;postID=5721286740100339415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/5721286740100339415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/5721286740100339415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-dont-know-where-to-begin.html' title='i don&apos;t know where to begin'/><author><name>Hannah Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10141073115495268536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/St5OCcLPAjI/AAAAAAAAAM0/rPezLgx1w9A/S220/n506871084_780294_679.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SVcWp57BQFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/xy_CNr3uFkY/s72-c/JAPAN+297.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859230605716630251.post-9060934579502920520</id><published>2008-11-18T23:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T23:24:04.946-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sayonara!</title><content type='html'>So I haven't been the best little blogger lately and really I have no excuse as I've had a lot of spare time. Alls I have been doing is packing and getting things organised for my trip to Japan as well as seeing friends and doing fun stuff like eating out a lot.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways time has flown as it tends to do and off I head to Japan tomorrow night! I am catching the train down to Sydney with a couple of the kiddies on the trip and the rest we shall meet at the airport. It's going to be fun times struggling with my massive suitcase through Central station that's for sure!&lt;br /&gt;I really cannot believe it's come about so fast. It does not quite feel real at this point in time. Hopefully some time tomorrow it will set in. Hopefully not in the middle of the night though as I do hope to get a mighty good sleep tonight if possible.&lt;br /&gt;I have a shiny new Canon Ixus camera to play with so there will be a trillion and one photos, promise.&lt;br /&gt;If I get a chance to blog while I'm over there I will, but not sure of that as I won't be taking my laptop (too much of hassle/I lose things).&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise, expect some mighty blogging upon my return on December 8th!&lt;br /&gt;Bye for now lovely people, whoever you may be.&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859230605716630251-9060934579502920520?l=incompletelullaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/feeds/9060934579502920520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859230605716630251&amp;postID=9060934579502920520' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/9060934579502920520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/9060934579502920520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/2008/11/sayonara.html' title='Sayonara!'/><author><name>Hannah Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10141073115495268536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/St5OCcLPAjI/AAAAAAAAAM0/rPezLgx1w9A/S220/n506871084_780294_679.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859230605716630251.post-8527872993015336561</id><published>2008-11-12T03:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T03:53:58.100-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I do?</title><content type='html'>I don't quite know why but I thought I would talk about marriage. So many people I know have been getting married lately or about to. I guess I am reaching that age but I still feel so young! I have no intention of tying the not just yet, but when I do I'll be very excited to organise all the trimmings such as venue, reception, cupcake tower.. DRESS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I took this picture in Fiji. We ate dinner here underneath the little hut. They served ice-cream for dessert in a tear-drop shaped ice sculpture.&lt;br /&gt;2. I went picnic-ing with my family once and on the drive home they detoured to show us this little church in the middle of nowhere. Amazing!&lt;br /&gt;3. I went to Tasmania for Ben's cousin's wedding in February. The reception was held here, in an art gallery. The picture doesn't do it much justice but it was incredible.  I loved the timber beams and the lighting. The building was so old and magnificent. The paintings hung around the gallery were those of Ben's grandmother (also the bride's grandmother) which made it extra special.&lt;br /&gt;4. I just fell in love. I did a quick google search for 'cupcake tower' and found this. http://www.cupcaketree.com :D Wow! Can you believe it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't mean to scare anyone who thinks I am now suddenly going to go get hitched. I am just dreaming. Weddings are lovely, after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SRq_0pLkLQI/AAAAAAAAAE4/FqyUfRwqWmY/s1600-h/hannahhh+325.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SRq_0pLkLQI/AAAAAAAAAE4/FqyUfRwqWmY/s400/hannahhh+325.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267733625291681026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SRrBkayjW3I/AAAAAAAAAFA/Rq54_ZT3P9M/s1600-h/IMG_8411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SRrBkayjW3I/AAAAAAAAAFA/Rq54_ZT3P9M/s400/IMG_8411.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267735545574022002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SRrCNvbRTKI/AAAAAAAAAFI/i6s9YE_9aXU/s1600-h/tasmania+067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SRrCNvbRTKI/AAAAAAAAAFI/i6s9YE_9aXU/s400/tasmania+067.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267736255488150690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.cupcaketree.com/gallery/pinkshowertreeresize.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 338px; height: 451px;" src="http://www.cupcaketree.com/gallery/pinkshowertreeresize.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859230605716630251-8527872993015336561?l=incompletelullaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/feeds/8527872993015336561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859230605716630251&amp;postID=8527872993015336561' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/8527872993015336561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/8527872993015336561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-do.html' title='I do?'/><author><name>Hannah Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10141073115495268536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/St5OCcLPAjI/AAAAAAAAAM0/rPezLgx1w9A/S220/n506871084_780294_679.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SRq_0pLkLQI/AAAAAAAAAE4/FqyUfRwqWmY/s72-c/hannahhh+325.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859230605716630251.post-8692696020041489185</id><published>2008-11-07T04:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T04:59:34.752-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I bet you didn't know.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I was tagged recently, and by that I mean, not so recently, by miss &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana,helvetica;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://justjacinta.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Jacinta!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, to tell some random facts about myself. Unfortunately I was ever so slack and didn't keep the ball rolling. By now I think most of my blog-roll have done this, so I'm not going to tag anyone but simply delight you all with some facts about myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I can talk like Donald Duck. No, really. So can my sister. We go through phases of talking to each other as Donald Duck. Sometimes, it just comes out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I broke my wrist when I was about 4. I ran into a wall. Uncoordinated? Never!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I can roll my tongue so that it looks like a belly dancer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By now you all wish you were as cool as me, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I hate bananas with a passion. It's more like a phobia really. I can't stand them. I don't even like touching them or being near someone if they are eating them. The smell, argh the smell! I am now going to search and see if there is a term for banana-phobia. One moment, please. Okay, so it's actually called Bananaphobia. How original! Anyways. I am officially a Bananaphobic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I wear contact lenses most of the time and glasses the rest of the time. My eyesight is ridiculously poor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. My cousin's cousin is Phil Jamieson, the lead singer of Grinspoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. My birthday is on the 12th day of Christmas, aka 'Epiphany'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I've climbed Uluru and it was one of the hardest yet most amazing things I've ever done. Please don't hate me for climbing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. I sleep with my mouth wide open. Can be quite embarrassing when traveling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. I've had 5 surgical operations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K BYE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859230605716630251-8692696020041489185?l=incompletelullaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/feeds/8692696020041489185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859230605716630251&amp;postID=8692696020041489185' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/8692696020041489185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/8692696020041489185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-bet-you-didnt-know.html' title='I bet you didn&apos;t know.'/><author><name>Hannah Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10141073115495268536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/St5OCcLPAjI/AAAAAAAAAM0/rPezLgx1w9A/S220/n506871084_780294_679.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859230605716630251.post-3532990643186675780</id><published>2008-11-07T04:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T04:26:30.778-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things I Love Thursday</title><content type='html'>(belated, as per usual)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://galadarling.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://galadarling.com/images/badges/tilt1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Handing in my last assignment for the year! Let the freedom, fun and adventure begin!&lt;br /&gt;2. Smoothies.&lt;br /&gt;3. Benjamas thai. What a cute name!&lt;br /&gt;4. OBAMAOBAMAOBAMAOBAMA. Who's got the Obama fever? I have.&lt;br /&gt;5. Laughing til my sides hurt at my friend missing my other friend's mouth when trying to feed her ice-cream last night.&lt;br /&gt;6. Givenchy's 'Very Irresistible' perfume.&lt;br /&gt;7. Neck ties/scarfs.&lt;br /&gt;8. The heavy metal music I could hear being played in a unit near mine this morning. Normally I'd probably be pretty annoyed but it was about 10am and I could just imagine someone rocking out in their living room. Made me giggle.&lt;br /&gt;9. 2 Weeks til I leave for JAPAN.&lt;br /&gt;10. Facebook status updates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859230605716630251-3532990643186675780?l=incompletelullaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/feeds/3532990643186675780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859230605716630251&amp;postID=3532990643186675780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/3532990643186675780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/3532990643186675780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/2008/11/things-i-love-thursday.html' title='Things I Love Thursday'/><author><name>Hannah Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10141073115495268536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/St5OCcLPAjI/AAAAAAAAAM0/rPezLgx1w9A/S220/n506871084_780294_679.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859230605716630251.post-4367450755699734708</id><published>2008-11-07T04:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T04:17:35.068-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Does it make you happy?</title><content type='html'>I have no need&lt;br /&gt;For such things&lt;br /&gt;But to make you happy&lt;br /&gt;Does it make you happy?&lt;br /&gt;Busted strings on this guitar makes me feel like I'm getting nowhere&lt;br /&gt;But you make me happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Josh Pyke is my h&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://d.yimg.com/au.yimg.com/util/anysize/379,http:%2F%2Ff3.yahoofs.com%2Fymg%2Fmarieclaire__23%2Fmarieclaire-672889060-1194567380.jpg%3FymVrTa.CfsDcjSxU?sig=X.V9mnrkylDU0d6Zj6H6xFhg_E0-"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 379px; height: 379px;" src="http://d.yimg.com/au.yimg.com/util/anysize/379,http:%2F%2Ff3.yahoofs.com%2Fymg%2Fmarieclaire__23%2Fmarieclaire-672889060-1194567380.jpg%3FymVrTa.CfsDcjSxU?sig=X.V9mnrkylDU0d6Zj6H6xFhg_E0-" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ero. He should be yours too. Listen! &lt;span class="artistInfo"&gt;&lt;span class="vanity"&gt;www.myspace.com/joshpyke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859230605716630251-4367450755699734708?l=incompletelullaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/feeds/4367450755699734708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859230605716630251&amp;postID=4367450755699734708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/4367450755699734708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/4367450755699734708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/2008/11/does-it-make-you-happy.html' title='Does it make you happy?'/><author><name>Hannah Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10141073115495268536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/St5OCcLPAjI/AAAAAAAAAM0/rPezLgx1w9A/S220/n506871084_780294_679.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859230605716630251.post-5992980258808263241</id><published>2008-11-04T22:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T22:34:37.116-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love.</title><content type='html'>This is real love.&lt;br /&gt;Today my parents are celebrating their 25th Wedding Anniversary.&lt;br /&gt;This morning my Mum busily started baking cupcakes to surprise my Dad on his lunch break.&lt;br /&gt;Here is the end result.&lt;br /&gt;:D Cute or what?&lt;br /&gt;Happy Anniversary to the best Mum and Dad in the world! 25 years and g&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SRE-YQ4ge3I/AAAAAAAAAEw/t_aRAVXpL_E/s1600-h/n699068997_1511801_7492.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SRE-YQ4ge3I/AAAAAAAAAEw/t_aRAVXpL_E/s400/n699068997_1511801_7492.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265058025942580082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;oing strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v376/110/28/699068997/n699068997_1511801_7492.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859230605716630251-5992980258808263241?l=incompletelullaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/feeds/5992980258808263241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859230605716630251&amp;postID=5992980258808263241' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/5992980258808263241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/5992980258808263241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/2008/11/love.html' title='Love.'/><author><name>Hannah Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10141073115495268536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/St5OCcLPAjI/AAAAAAAAAM0/rPezLgx1w9A/S220/n506871084_780294_679.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SRE-YQ4ge3I/AAAAAAAAAEw/t_aRAVXpL_E/s72-c/n699068997_1511801_7492.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859230605716630251.post-1764718605603465292</id><published>2008-11-03T22:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T23:04:45.883-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cute.</title><content type='html'>I think braces are cute.&lt;br /&gt;If this picture wasn't here you might have thought I was talking about the suspender type, yes? But no, the teeth type!&lt;br /&gt;Evidence: my little sister Sophie :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://file042a.bebo.com/1/large/2008/10/18/08/17931967a9179811109l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 322px; height: 242px;" src="http://file042a.bebo.com/1/large/2008/10/18/08/17931967a9179811109l.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859230605716630251-1764718605603465292?l=incompletelullaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/feeds/1764718605603465292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859230605716630251&amp;postID=1764718605603465292' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/1764718605603465292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/1764718605603465292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/2008/11/cute.html' title='Cute.'/><author><name>Hannah Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10141073115495268536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/St5OCcLPAjI/AAAAAAAAAM0/rPezLgx1w9A/S220/n506871084_780294_679.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859230605716630251.post-8454309038049327884</id><published>2008-11-01T02:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T02:46:06.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I heart Green Bags</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.planetark.com/plasticbags/go_green_bag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 345px; height: 409px;" src="http://www.planetark.com/plasticbags/go_green_bag.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many apologies for the lack of posting lately. Busy busy times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I would just briefly like to confess my love for the trusty Green Bag. What a marvelous creation indeed. Not only are they environmentally friendly, they hold so much more than the average plastic bag which means no more struggling with fifty million bags after your weekly grocery shop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have not yet discovered there greeny goodness, get into them :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859230605716630251-8454309038049327884?l=incompletelullaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/feeds/8454309038049327884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859230605716630251&amp;postID=8454309038049327884' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/8454309038049327884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/8454309038049327884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-heart-green-bags.html' title='I heart Green Bags'/><author><name>Hannah Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10141073115495268536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/St5OCcLPAjI/AAAAAAAAAM0/rPezLgx1w9A/S220/n506871084_780294_679.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859230605716630251.post-4008839169484910653</id><published>2008-10-26T02:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T02:48:21.618-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shinannigans.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SQQ8ztGaykI/AAAAAAAAAEo/qqJYA8ACUj0/s1600-h/IMG_0323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SQQ8ztGaykI/AAAAAAAAAEo/qqJYA8ACUj0/s400/IMG_0323.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261397123653093954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above is a picture of myself holding a snow dome which contains a picture of me and my friend Mel, given to me by Mel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to blog about my weekend. The good parts anyways. Mostly all I do at the moment is stay home and do assignments. Assignments are gross. So it was nice to break it up a bit this weekend. I got a lot done but I also managed to do some fun stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday night the boy brought me some pizza (naughty) after he finished work (delivering pizzas) and we watched Good Will Hunting in bed, which I had not seen before. Quite a good movie indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent most of the day on Saturday at home. Come afternoon I was really really craving a vege burger. There is a gay bar here that also has a bistro and they sell $5 meals. They have heaps on offer too. And the meals are YUUGE!. Good value. Best vege burgers ever. I love a bargain! Anyways. I was craaaving one but was not sure who to go with. In the end I messaged my cousin and she was up for it so that was fun. Food is so good especially when you've been craving it all day. They have such good service at that pub too. Though I have to wonder if people thought my cousin and I were lesbians, being a gay bar and all. That probably sounds quite naive of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Ben finished work I went around to his place and he, one of his mates and I went out for coffee. That was fun, except I burnt my tongue on my Chai. I am a dill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I did productive stuff, yay me, until the afternoon when Ben and I went to the beach. It was a bit too windy though. We didn't last very long and decided to go get ice cream instead. Good choice I say. Anyone notice the food theme? Yep. So we drove around for a while wondering where to go. Ben needed to get money out so we went into the mall. We were parking when Ben said (this blog gets exciting now!) 'What's going on over there?'.. so I looked and there was a fight happening right before our very eyes! There was a group of about ten people involved in this fight. There was even these young (I mean like 7 year olds) hitting people. And.. a guy with a crick bat.. hitting people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I freaked out a little. We called the police but by that time some had already arrived. It was broad daylight and everything and heaps of people around. From what I gather, the cricket bat guy was attacking this group of what looked like backpackers, after some kind of altercation, still don't know. They had backpacks on, afterall, and just generally looked like tourists. All fairly young males. So the police stopped them all.. but then the cricket bat guy took off in the direction they had came. Then it was ON. The police (one female, one male) started chasing him.. as did the group of backpackers. One in particular overtook everyone and went charging on, he was so fit, my hero! The chase pursuid and another police car arrived and joined in. They disappeared around the corner and I assume cricket bat baddy was caught.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, Ben and got gelato... amazingly yummy gelato. We returned to Ben's car and there was some police officers nearby. In the end they took our names down as witnesses and such. So, all in all, another day, crime to be fought, you know how it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In conclusion, cricket bat baddys asside, Newcastle is a lovely city. Sometimes I forget that when I am in my room, doing assignments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a 100 question current affairs quiz tomorrow. I feel quite confident though, for some reason. Let's hope it pays off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859230605716630251-4008839169484910653?l=incompletelullaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/feeds/4008839169484910653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859230605716630251&amp;postID=4008839169484910653' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/4008839169484910653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/4008839169484910653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/2008/10/shinannigans.html' title='Shinannigans.'/><author><name>Hannah Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10141073115495268536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/St5OCcLPAjI/AAAAAAAAAM0/rPezLgx1w9A/S220/n506871084_780294_679.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SQQ8ztGaykI/AAAAAAAAAEo/qqJYA8ACUj0/s72-c/IMG_0323.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859230605716630251.post-5085518840342070260</id><published>2008-10-24T02:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T02:19:58.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things I Love Thursday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;It's that time again. Golly gosh these weeks fly by! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;This week I am paying homage to the wonderful &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:verdana, helvetica;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Gala Darling for being the founder of Things I Love Thursday by including this cute banner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://galadarling.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://galadarling.com/images/badges/tilt3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, for ze list!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+Lentils! I know I know, pretty gross on their own but hey.. a vege needs their iron and there's plenty of scrummy recipes to hide the bland-ness.&lt;br /&gt;+My grandparents, aka Margie and Pop. I saw them today. Margie had an operation yesterday as she had two cancerous melanomas. She's not clear just yet but she's coping so well! I love them. They are ever so cute and make me laugh a lot.&lt;br /&gt;+The new Frankie. Especially the cute poster to add to my collection and the article by Benjamin Law on Japanese Onsen. Hi-larious!&lt;br /&gt;+Skipping. When I went home recently I did a bit of skipping to get my daily exercise dose while I wasn't going to the gym. Today I had a slight feeling that I had a skipping rope somewhere here and alas, I found it. So I had a little skipping workout instead of the gym today. No wonder boxers are so fit!&lt;br /&gt;+Anticipating the end of Uni. Two weeks to go!&lt;br /&gt;+The sunshine today, after a few days of continual rain. Everything is so fresh after the rain.&lt;br /&gt;+Josh Pyke's new song 'Make You Happy'. Ah, that man is amazing. The title says it all.&lt;br /&gt;+ Seeing Nissan Micras driving past and getting really excited. Saw a green one today. Squee! My time will come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love and stuff. Xo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859230605716630251-5085518840342070260?l=incompletelullaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/feeds/5085518840342070260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859230605716630251&amp;postID=5085518840342070260' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/5085518840342070260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/5085518840342070260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/2008/10/things-i-love-thursday_24.html' title='Things I Love Thursday'/><author><name>Hannah Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10141073115495268536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/St5OCcLPAjI/AAAAAAAAAM0/rPezLgx1w9A/S220/n506871084_780294_679.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859230605716630251.post-6773604414149081587</id><published>2008-10-20T17:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T17:42:13.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lisa Mitchell.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SP0kiOp4xUI/AAAAAAAAAEY/tcvAXDR7bfE/s1600-h/IMG_0240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SP0kiOp4xUI/AAAAAAAAAEY/tcvAXDR7bfE/s400/IMG_0240.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259400110306542914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SP0kiuPq25I/AAAAAAAAAEg/iIK6Ohv7owQ/s1600-h/IMG_0244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SP0kiuPq25I/AAAAAAAAAEg/iIK6Ohv7owQ/s400/IMG_0244.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259400118786513810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday night I was lucky enough to go and see the lovely Lisa Mitchell playing at a local  pub. For those of you who haven't stumbled across her yet, Lisa appeared on Australian Idol two years ago. She made it through to the top 12 but not quite the winners spot. However, and not to bag Australian Idol, I feel this has probably lead to greater opportunities for her in the long run. Since Idol she has gone on to release two EPs: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Said One to the Other &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Welcome to the Afternoon. &lt;/span&gt;Recently she has been in the process of recording her debut album &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Neapolitan Dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The gig was held at the the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Northern Star &lt;/span&gt;hotel in a room out the back which was quite cosy and intimate. The band consisted of Lisa on the guitar as well as a drummer/percussionist and and a base guitarist. Her first tunes were unfamiliar so I suspect they will appear on her album when released. From the taste I got I think it's going to be quite impressive! Her stage persona was a little shy at first. She seemed somewhat overwhelmed at times but I think it contributed to the overall cute-ness and sweet personality that she has going. She went on to play some of the favourites of her two EPs including I&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ncomplete Lullaby, Slow, Neopolitan Dreams and See You When You Get There&lt;/span&gt;. Afterwards I was lucky enough to get a fan-girl photo with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to hear for yourself, visit Lisa's MySpace page at : www.myspace.com/lisamitchell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859230605716630251-6773604414149081587?l=incompletelullaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/feeds/6773604414149081587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859230605716630251&amp;postID=6773604414149081587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/6773604414149081587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/6773604414149081587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/2008/10/lisa-mitchell.html' title='Lisa Mitchell.'/><author><name>Hannah Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10141073115495268536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/St5OCcLPAjI/AAAAAAAAAM0/rPezLgx1w9A/S220/n506871084_780294_679.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SP0kiOp4xUI/AAAAAAAAAEY/tcvAXDR7bfE/s72-c/IMG_0240.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859230605716630251.post-6557436958627728303</id><published>2008-10-16T00:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T00:56:01.207-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things I Love Thursday</title><content type='html'>+H2O! Can't get enough of it at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;+Vitamin C tablets, I actually really like them which is good!&lt;br /&gt;+Gold nail polish. I painted them today and they look super lovely.&lt;br /&gt;+Thursdays in general are really fun because it is the day I have with all my pals at Uni, laughing at Mama Dukes.&lt;br /&gt;+Pink Lady apples, the best.&lt;br /&gt;+Phone calls from my Dad. We never really have anything interesting to say but I always feel happier after talking to him.&lt;br /&gt;+The fact that it's only about 35 days until I leave for Japan!&lt;br /&gt;+Exercising! Have been sticking to my plan of going to the gym as much as possible and I feel great (if not a little sore). I also got some new running shoes which makes it merry fun.&lt;br /&gt;+XTC - the watermelon/strawberry smoothie from Grind on Darby St.&lt;br /&gt;+My Jesus sandals, I had them long before they were cool. Ha!&lt;br /&gt;+Twirling my big flower ring around my finger - it makes for an excellent past time.&lt;br /&gt;+Lisa Mitchell! I am seeing her play tomorrow night &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;+Day Light Savings! I love that when I finish my classes at 7ish it's still light. I also just love the summery evening feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am going out to dinner so must dash! So hungry, nom nom nom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859230605716630251-6557436958627728303?l=incompletelullaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/feeds/6557436958627728303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859230605716630251&amp;postID=6557436958627728303' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/6557436958627728303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/6557436958627728303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/2008/10/things-i-love-thursday.html' title='Things I Love Thursday'/><author><name>Hannah Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10141073115495268536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/St5OCcLPAjI/AAAAAAAAAM0/rPezLgx1w9A/S220/n506871084_780294_679.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859230605716630251.post-4441523751241076854</id><published>2008-10-14T18:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T18:56:50.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Thought About You.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SPVNx5QLKsI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/EXqEe3PWZoI/s1600-h/you-are-my-sunshine_jpg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SPVNx5QLKsI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/EXqEe3PWZoI/s400/you-are-my-sunshine_jpg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257193659602512578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always found this particular quote really inspiring and heartwarming:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'This is one of the wonderful things about being alive. At any time somebody you least suspect might be thinking of you. Somebody you have never met is recalling your face, you are the star of somebody's thoughts and you will probably never know about it'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I can't quite remember where I heard it or read it. But, I liked it so much I wrote it on a yellow piece of paper and stuck it to my cork board. Come to think of it, the novel 'Strawberry Hills Forever' is ringing some bells. Don't quote me on it though. Ha, get the pun? Anyways, even if it was not from that book, you should all read it because it is wonderful. Oh, it's by Vanessa Berry. I had to read it last year for a Popular Culture subject at Uni and I loved it. Vanessa also came to one of our classes to speak to us. Anyways, I was not supposed to be confessing my love for Miss Vanessa Berry in this post. So I shall get on with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a thinker. And I often think about other people. Friends and strangers. I am a people watcher. I like to observe. So I will often find myself thinking about particular people, whether I know them personally or not. I don't mean for that to sound creepy! One of the nicest things to hear from a friend, in my opinion, is that they were thinking about you. I love getting messages from my friends who I haven't seen in a while saying 'Han! I was just thinking about you last night and I wanted to say hi'.. :) It makes me feel fuzzy on the insides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I often stop to think, I wonder if anyone's thinking about me at this very moment? That probably sounds insanely hot-headed of me, but really, someone probably thinking about me. Somebody is probably thinking about YOU. And they are most probably thinking GOOD things about you. Please ignore the underlying sexual connotations that are emerging in this blog. That is NOT what I mean! Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could be the star of somebody's thoughts at this very moment in time. And you may not ever know about it. So, let people know when you're thinking about them. It will probably make their day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859230605716630251-4441523751241076854?l=incompletelullaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/feeds/4441523751241076854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859230605716630251&amp;postID=4441523751241076854' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/4441523751241076854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/4441523751241076854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-thought-about-you.html' title='I Thought About You.'/><author><name>Hannah Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10141073115495268536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/St5OCcLPAjI/AAAAAAAAAM0/rPezLgx1w9A/S220/n506871084_780294_679.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SPVNx5QLKsI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/EXqEe3PWZoI/s72-c/you-are-my-sunshine_jpg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859230605716630251.post-1308370797838615714</id><published>2008-10-13T01:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T01:44:09.851-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Annie.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a788.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/64/l_0fc5ca37e7a4d20e8fad29ba5938c68b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://a788.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/64/l_0fc5ca37e7a4d20e8fad29ba5938c68b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a776.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/53/l_42df5ab1b0739849ac1edc2607b86bf7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://a776.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/53/l_42df5ab1b0739849ac1edc2607b86bf7.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Introducing a very lovely friend of mine, Annie.&lt;br /&gt;At just 19, she would have to be one of the most talented artists I know.&lt;br /&gt;Her water colour paintings are just beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;You can see more of her amazing work for yourself &lt;a href="http://viewmorepics.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewPicture&amp;amp;friendID=52182221&amp;amp;albumId=926052"&gt;right here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859230605716630251-1308370797838615714?l=incompletelullaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/feeds/1308370797838615714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859230605716630251&amp;postID=1308370797838615714' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/1308370797838615714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/1308370797838615714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/2008/10/annie.html' title='Annie.'/><author><name>Hannah Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10141073115495268536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/St5OCcLPAjI/AAAAAAAAAM0/rPezLgx1w9A/S220/n506871084_780294_679.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859230605716630251.post-2170192508023482171</id><published>2008-10-11T22:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T22:19:56.049-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I hath returned.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;1. sunset at my aunt and uncle's&lt;br /&gt;2. me and my ancient haviannas&lt;br /&gt;3. le sister and I at the lighthouse&lt;br /&gt;4. le sister and the boy at a lookout&lt;br /&gt;5. my lovely boy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to ye ol' University tomorrow, sigh. But the thought of Japan is getting me through it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SPGGSiURrZI/AAAAAAAAADo/nFXX_m9xmAA/s1600-h/IMG_0151smaller.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SPGIHj-UVrI/AAAAAAAAAEA/mX2K-ZGDTJg/s1600-h/IMG_0165smaller.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SPGIHj-UVrI/AAAAAAAAAEA/mX2K-ZGDTJg/s400/IMG_0165smaller.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256131903615162034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SPGIH4CtQII/AAAAAAAAAEI/w2P1l6Ac_v8/s1600-h/IMG_0170smaller.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SPGIH4CtQII/AAAAAAAAAEI/w2P1l6Ac_v8/s400/IMG_0170smaller.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256131909002281090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SPGGSTUH5aI/AAAAAAAAADY/v5rSyV1bCto/s1600-h/IMG_0195smaller.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SPGGSTUH5aI/AAAAAAAAADY/v5rSyV1bCto/s400/IMG_0195smaller.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256129889098524066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SPGGSsQfrlI/AAAAAAAAADg/V0uXRjI_axk/s1600-h/IMG_0202smaller.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SPGGSsQfrlI/AAAAAAAAADg/V0uXRjI_axk/s400/IMG_0202smaller.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256129895794191954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SPGGSiURrZI/AAAAAAAAADo/nFXX_m9xmAA/s1600-h/IMG_0151smaller.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SPGGSiURrZI/AAAAAAAAADo/nFXX_m9xmAA/s400/IMG_0151smaller.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256129893125696914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859230605716630251-2170192508023482171?l=incompletelullaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/feeds/2170192508023482171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859230605716630251&amp;postID=2170192508023482171' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/2170192508023482171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/2170192508023482171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-hath-returned.html' title='I hath returned.'/><author><name>Hannah Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10141073115495268536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/St5OCcLPAjI/AAAAAAAAAM0/rPezLgx1w9A/S220/n506871084_780294_679.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SPGIHj-UVrI/AAAAAAAAAEA/mX2K-ZGDTJg/s72-c/IMG_0165smaller.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859230605716630251.post-4865502237524434765</id><published>2008-10-08T03:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T03:25:29.231-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hiatus.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm currently spending the week in Port Macquarie (mid-north NSW coast) with my family so have been absent from blogdom for a number of days. My Aunt and Uncle live on the canals here so as you can probably imagine we're having a super time! My siblings and boyfriend and I are staying in a cute cabin on t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;he lake. Today we went boating and beaching although it was a bit too windy to be as enjoyable as it could of been. Yesterday we visited some waterfalls about an hour and a half away and stopped by this cute little town for lunch. It was so fresh and green there. We did a few walks at the waterfalls which I enjoyed because I've been eating SO much this week. My family are all amazing cooks so whenever we get together we just eat amazing food the whole time. Other than that we've just been relaxing, watching heaps of movies and tomorrow I'm going to convince everyone to have a picnic at the lighthouse! I will upload some more photos when I get home but for now, here is one that my brother took of my sister, boyfriend and I. Sam is an awesome photographer, just so you all know :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-b.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-snc1/v341/18/92/506871084/n506871084_1448641_4561.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://photos-b.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-snc1/v341/18/92/506871084/n506871084_1448641_4561.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859230605716630251-4865502237524434765?l=incompletelullaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/feeds/4865502237524434765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859230605716630251&amp;postID=4865502237524434765' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/4865502237524434765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/4865502237524434765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/2008/10/hiatus.html' title='Hiatus.'/><author><name>Hannah Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10141073115495268536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/St5OCcLPAjI/AAAAAAAAAM0/rPezLgx1w9A/S220/n506871084_780294_679.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859230605716630251.post-6991691622226709867</id><published>2008-10-03T05:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T05:55:02.978-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chasing Bailey</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a360.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/16/l_e2d2e79f6930f744e219df41e516dca7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://a360.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/16/l_e2d2e79f6930f744e219df41e516dca7.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://c4.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images02/24/l_b598122218ed46409d1005307db07ce7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://c4.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images02/24/l_b598122218ed46409d1005307db07ce7.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people reading this will know who I am talking about when I mention the name 'Chasing Bailey' because you've grown up in Tamworth, like me. Others may have been lucky enough to have heard them recently upon the release of their debut single 'Little by Little' and album 'Long Story Short'. For those of you who are yet to stumble across them, I shall take this moment for a bit of proud promotion. I should mention that I am friends with two of the band members, Crystal and Charlene, but despite this influence I think it is safe to say that they are an extremely talented bunch who've come a long long way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last semester I wrote a character profile based on an interview I did with Daniel Conway, the lead guitarist. I had every intention of trying to get it published but that is yet to happen/I haven't tried yet. Apologies for the length, but I hope you'll take the time to give it a read. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;Long Story Short &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hannah Lewis speaks with Daniel Conway.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last two years has been a whirlwind of performing, travelling and recording for 19 year old Daniel Conway. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hannah Lewis met with him at his most relaxed, at home in Tamworth at the local pub where he works casually at any time he’s not busy with the band. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Coffee in one hand, the other open for a warm hand-shake, Conway is welcoming and openly eager to share his story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Seven years ago marked the beginning of Conway’s musical career. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Little did he know that when he was asked to play guitar for a band calling themselves ‘The Baileys’, in 2001, he would now be getting ready for the release of the band’s first album.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Conway is the guitarist and back up vocalist for the five piece country pop band that was born into the local music scene in Tamworth, recognised as Australia’s Country Music Capital and home to the annual Australian Country Music Festival. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The band now goes by the name ‘Chasing Bailey’. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It is comprised of the Bailey siblings: 20 year old Charlene (vocals and guitar), 23 year old Crystal (electric mandolin and vocals) and 21 year old Kurt (drums), along with 21 year old Lindsay Dallas (base guitar) and Conway. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have come a long way since their first gig at the Tamworth Showground arena.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Conway says that the audience who witnessed their first live performance consisted solely of the Baileys’ parents, Lindsay’s mum and band manager Joan Douglas.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“That was the very first thing we’d ever done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“We played to no one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“We were going upwards from then,” Conway says.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have definitely moved upwards on a number of levels. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Their sound, in particular, has undergone progressive transformations from the original country twang to a more electric pop-rock style. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chasing Bailey’s debut album, Long Story Short, hits stores around the country in July. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Their first single, ‘Little By Little’, has already made waves on Australian radio stations as well as Channel Ten’s Video Hits.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The decision as to why the band decided to change their name to ‘Chasing Bailey’ has been on the minds of many fans who’ve known the band since their humble beginnings.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“We’d always thought of changing the band name from ‘The Baileys’ to something that could label the whole band, rather than just the family name, but we didn’t want to take the family name out because that’s really who we are,” Conway says, adding that even if he isn’t a Bailey by birth, he is a Bailey at heart.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conway spent his first 12 years in Caboolture, Queensland, where he started playing guitar at age 10 after being shown the first few chords by his older brother. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Before learning to play, Conway clearly remembers his first experience of live music at his granddad’s 60th birthday party. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He recalls it as the moment when he realised playing guitar was definitely something he hoped to be doing in the future.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It was just a house band playing and I was probably about seven, but I’ve got a photo of me standing up at the dance floor playing the guitar.”&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was through Chasing Bailey’s band manager, Douglas, that Conway met the other band members on a visit to Tamworth, in 2001, not long before he made the move from Queensland. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All members except for Dallas attended Tamworth High School together. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You could say that Conway grew up with the band.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Since I was 12 not a day has gone by where I haven’t seen the band. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“We’ve been in each other’s pockets since then,” Conway says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When it comes to musical influences Conway says country music has been a driving force since he was young.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I listen to heaps. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Guitar players like Larry Carlton and Keith Urban were a huge influence early on and I listen to singers like Rod Stewart and Jon Bon Jovi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“People like that.”&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After playing the country music scene in Tamworth for many years the band began to spread out nationally and were involved in a ‘Talent Development Program’ in Sydney in 2006. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Graduating from the program opened doors to greater opportunities and eventually led to record company interest. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The band was signed to EMI: one of Australia’s leading record companies, in 2006.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“I don’t think when they signed us they had actually seen us. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“That’s how much they’d heard about us.”&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing with EMI had a major impact on how Conway viewed his career as a musician and the role the band had in his life.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Until things started getting serious with the record companies and stuff like that I didn’t really think, ‘oh wow, this is really going to be something that we’re gonna do seriously’, because it was just an everyday thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“But it didn’t take long for things to start happening for the band to be recognised as something pretty cool, then I thought, ‘oh, this is something’.”&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not long after being signed, the band began working with ARIA winning record producer Paul McKercher. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Paul has had notable success with the likes of Eskimo Joe, Pete Murray and Spiderbait. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Conway says the band was shocked and excited after receiving the call that they would be working with such an experienced producer.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recording the album began in 2007 and was a four week process. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The title, Long Story Short, is the premise of what the album is about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“The title says it all: Long Story Short. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It’s just what we’ve been doing, our lives unfolding on that level. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It’s the stories we’ve learnt and we’re telling it through our songs.”&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conway reveals that at least six of his own songs will feature on the album. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When asked about his creative inspiration he is not ashamed to admit that he often writes about girls.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“There are a few songs that aren’t about girls, but mainly when something just happens to stir me, something to mix me up in a good way or a bad way, then I go and write.”&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout the entire interview Conway’s excitement for the band and their future together is hard to ignore. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When asked about the first time he heard Chasing Bailey’s first single, ‘Little By Little’, on the radio, he says that it happened while working at the bottle-o.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That was hysterical” he says. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Having just served a customer he returned to the storeroom to be met with the sound of his own hard work blaring on the radio. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I started dancing around in the store room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“It was one of the most exciting things I’ve experienced in my life, hearing our song on the radio.  &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It sounds small but when it’s you, it’s ‘Oh my God’.”&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since recording the album the band has made appearances on various national radio programs as well as Channel Seven’s Sunrise. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It seems that the release of the album in July might lead to further national recognition for Conway who has already had moments of acknowledgment from strangers in Tamworth.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I actually get recognised at work a fair bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“Some people come in and say ‘Oh you’re in that band’ and I don’t even know them,” he says.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the album is released in July, Conway hopes to get out and give Australian fans a taste of the band’s live music. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He says that performing live is the best thing about being in a band, closely followed by spending time on the road with the band members.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“After about a week others want to come home but I just want to keep going,” he says, adding that his favourite part about performing on stage is the vibe and intensity created between the audience and the band.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Conway weren’t busy touring, recording and performing with the band, he admits that there is one thing that may have led him in totally different path.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“Well gee I don’t think I can give that away,” he says. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“But if I wasn’t a guitar player I would have been a tennis player.  &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’m a huge tennis fan. I would have won Wimbledon, I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“I mean, seriously, you’ve got to aim for the top!”&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conway has an exciting future with the band, so it seems that Wimbledon won’t be on the cards any time soon. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He is more than happy with his achievements so far and has high expectations for a successful career. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In ten year’s time he hopes that the band will be succeeding with multiple albums while maintaining the same level of enjoyment he is experiencing today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“I’ll always be doing this. Whether it’s playing, writing, producing, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“It’s what I want to do.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can check them out at: http://www.myspace.com/chasingbailey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859230605716630251-6991691622226709867?l=incompletelullaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/feeds/6991691622226709867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859230605716630251&amp;postID=6991691622226709867' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/6991691622226709867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/6991691622226709867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/2008/10/chasing-bailey.html' title='Chasing Bailey'/><author><name>Hannah Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10141073115495268536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/St5OCcLPAjI/AAAAAAAAAM0/rPezLgx1w9A/S220/n506871084_780294_679.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859230605716630251.post-4077766218742279896</id><published>2008-09-30T18:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T06:12:55.602-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Clever people.</title><content type='html'>Here are some clever people for you to check out.&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, David Payne -  a friend of my brother's. He is an amazing photographer. Currently, he is doing his HSC and many of the portrait shots on his page are a part of his major work. There is actually one of me! You can check him out &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/davidpaynephotography/"&gt;HERE!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one he took of my brother:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3143/2782780065_95640015c4.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3143/2782780065_95640015c4.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, is my lovely brother himself! &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/29776309@N05/"&gt;This is his page.&lt;/a&gt;  Enjoy :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859230605716630251-4077766218742279896?l=incompletelullaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/feeds/4077766218742279896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859230605716630251&amp;postID=4077766218742279896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/4077766218742279896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/4077766218742279896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/2008/09/clever-people.html' title='Clever people.'/><author><name>Hannah Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10141073115495268536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/St5OCcLPAjI/AAAAAAAAAM0/rPezLgx1w9A/S220/n506871084_780294_679.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859230605716630251.post-7382256727621417750</id><published>2008-09-30T05:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T05:38:02.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Unrestricted.</title><content type='html'>Today I passed the test to get my full license! That means no more P Plates. I have mixed feelings about this. I'm a little nostalgic about it because being a P-plater carries connotations, to me anyway, of youth, fun, carefree road trips etc. Most of all it's to do with being young so I guess by ridding of them I'm feeling somewhat older! Being a p-plater also has negative connotations of being a reckless driver, which of course, I am not. So in that sense, I'm happy to get rid of ye old plates so as not to be stereotyped (although at times the stereotype rings true) as a hooligan. It's strange to think that I won't have to sit any more tests until I am about 80 and a little batty. I think what is most exciting is that I can now teach my little sister how to drive! Oh, and I cannot stop without mentioning I got a good photo which, I feel, is very important as it will be my primary sources of identification for the next five years!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859230605716630251-7382256727621417750?l=incompletelullaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/feeds/7382256727621417750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859230605716630251&amp;postID=7382256727621417750' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/7382256727621417750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/7382256727621417750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/2008/09/unrestricted.html' title='Unrestricted.'/><author><name>Hannah Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10141073115495268536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/St5OCcLPAjI/AAAAAAAAAM0/rPezLgx1w9A/S220/n506871084_780294_679.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859230605716630251.post-5598357868905880011</id><published>2008-09-26T04:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T04:58:49.471-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vegetarian Week!</title><content type='html'>From the 29th of September (this Monday) to the 5th of October it's National Vegetarian Week! Also, Wednesday the 1st of October is World Vegetarian Day! Get into it, I dare you :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.vegetarianweek.com.au&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859230605716630251-5598357868905880011?l=incompletelullaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/feeds/5598357868905880011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859230605716630251&amp;postID=5598357868905880011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/5598357868905880011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/5598357868905880011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/2008/09/vegetarian-week.html' title='Vegetarian Week!'/><author><name>Hannah Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10141073115495268536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/St5OCcLPAjI/AAAAAAAAAM0/rPezLgx1w9A/S220/n506871084_780294_679.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859230605716630251.post-1407358298979605739</id><published>2008-09-24T19:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T19:41:23.759-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Japan.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2203/2389072989_f11033ec21.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2203/2389072989_f11033ec21.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting ultra excited about my trip to Japan in November. We had a meeting yesterday so here is what I know so far -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leaving on the 21st of November, catching a bus with the group to the airport in Sydney. As far as I know, we're pretty much on our own.. no lecturer/member of staff from Uni coming, which I find odd but good, I guess. We are seen as 'representatives of our school/the country' which is all very important, hehe. The trip is in conjunction with the Shohoku College in Atsugi which, I think, is not too far from Tokyo, but I may need to clarify that. So, the Shohoku students have been pretty much preparing for us all year which seems quite crazy. We're going to be seen as movie stars, basically. So they organise all these activities for us, which is like the 'study' part of the tour, things like - Japanese language/customs/architecture/history, tea ceremony, cooking classes, kimono wearing (!), traditional Japanese dance/song etc etc! Yay! We also visit temples at Kamakura, meet the mayor of Atsugi, visit the Sony Institute, AND take part in a Homestay which is for three nights with a family from the College or Atsugi city.. which is going to be verrrrrrrry interesting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is like all I think about lately! Haha :) Cannot wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;http://www.flickr.com/photos/altus/2389072989/ &lt;---- image.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859230605716630251-1407358298979605739?l=incompletelullaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/feeds/1407358298979605739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859230605716630251&amp;postID=1407358298979605739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/1407358298979605739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/1407358298979605739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/2008/09/japan_24.html' title='Japan.'/><author><name>Hannah Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10141073115495268536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/St5OCcLPAjI/AAAAAAAAAM0/rPezLgx1w9A/S220/n506871084_780294_679.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859230605716630251.post-6716138843730529995</id><published>2008-09-24T19:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T19:29:37.348-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things I Love Thursday</title><content type='html'>+Maybelline Mineral Foundation&lt;br /&gt;+MiGoreng noodles with extra soy sauce and tobasco&lt;br /&gt;+Pink nail polish&lt;br /&gt;+Sleep&lt;br /&gt;+JAPAN!&lt;br /&gt;+Getting to know my fellow Japan travelers&lt;br /&gt;+The Mystery Jets&lt;br /&gt;+Sunshine&lt;br /&gt;+Australian Idol, because Roshani is doing so well :)&lt;br /&gt;+My brother because he makes muffins, although that is not the only reason I love him, of course.&lt;br /&gt;+Looking at old photographs&lt;br /&gt;+My job, which is about to come to an end as of this weekend :(&lt;br /&gt;+Holidays and having nothing to do but sit around!&lt;br /&gt;+New friends&lt;br /&gt;+Big rings&lt;br /&gt;+Juice bars&lt;br /&gt;+Vege+avo sushi&lt;br /&gt;+Receiving mail other than bills and boring letters from Uni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerio, for now. xo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859230605716630251-6716138843730529995?l=incompletelullaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/feeds/6716138843730529995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859230605716630251&amp;postID=6716138843730529995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/6716138843730529995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/6716138843730529995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/2008/09/things-i-love-thursday_24.html' title='Things I Love Thursday'/><author><name>Hannah Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10141073115495268536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/St5OCcLPAjI/AAAAAAAAAM0/rPezLgx1w9A/S220/n506871084_780294_679.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859230605716630251.post-7869362601576932783</id><published>2008-09-23T04:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T04:25:32.667-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mix-tape madness.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width: 430px; text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;embed width="426" height="327" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://www.mixwit.com/flash/widgets/shell.swf" wmode="transparent" flashvars="env=embed&amp;amp;widget=fcb9d828d19f376c7fd0d3eaf70eea53&amp;amp;playlist=4013fbf4785a10143a4645472fb2e1dc&amp;amp;vuid=embed"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script src="http://www.mixwit.com/m.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mixwit.com/hanniwanni93?e"&gt;&lt;img alt="Mixwit" border="0" src="http://www.mixwit.com/p.jpg" style="padding: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mixwit.com/create?e"&gt;&lt;img alt="Mixwit make a mixtape" border="0" src="http://www.mixwit.com/m.jpg" style="padding: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mixwit.com/?e"&gt;&lt;img alt="Mixwit mixtapes" border="0" src="http://www.mixwit.com/l.jpg" style="padding: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border="0" width="0" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyMjIxNjg5Mjg1MTUmcHQ9MTIyMjE2OTEyMjA3OCZwPTE4NDMzMSZkPSZuPWJsb2dnZXImZz*xJnQ9Jm89MTgyMjJjMmVhYTcyNDNkNmIyZTg1NmViNjk1ZTdmNTg=.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859230605716630251-7869362601576932783?l=incompletelullaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/feeds/7869362601576932783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859230605716630251&amp;postID=7869362601576932783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/7869362601576932783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/7869362601576932783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/2008/09/mix-tape-madness.html' title='Mix-tape madness.'/><author><name>Hannah Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10141073115495268536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/St5OCcLPAjI/AAAAAAAAAM0/rPezLgx1w9A/S220/n506871084_780294_679.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859230605716630251.post-5977207736406245760</id><published>2008-09-21T04:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T04:40:13.255-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://celebritybabies.typepad.com/photos/uncategorized/2008/04/16/kevin_rudd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://celebritybabies.typepad.com/photos/uncategorized/2008/04/16/kevin_rudd.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KEVIN :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You sexy beast, you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859230605716630251-5977207736406245760?l=incompletelullaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/feeds/5977207736406245760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859230605716630251&amp;postID=5977207736406245760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/5977207736406245760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/5977207736406245760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday!'/><author><name>Hannah Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10141073115495268536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/St5OCcLPAjI/AAAAAAAAAM0/rPezLgx1w9A/S220/n506871084_780294_679.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859230605716630251.post-241172601239091353</id><published>2008-09-21T00:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T00:19:32.187-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, shucks!</title><content type='html'>I just received some lovely compliments.&lt;br /&gt;For my trip to Japan, I had to get one personal reference and one academic reference. I asked Ben's Dad, Jeremy, if he would write me the personal one. Here is what he said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I have known Hannah Lewis for four years in a personal context. During this time I have found her to be a highly conscientious, organised and sensible person of great integrity. She is a very hard working young lady who always gives her best to whatever task assigned and is a quick learner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hannah communicates excellently in both written and oral forms and I have no hesitation in recommending her for academic pursuits undertaken by the University of Newcastle. She will be an asset as an active contributor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) How lovely! I am so flattered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859230605716630251-241172601239091353?l=incompletelullaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/feeds/241172601239091353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859230605716630251&amp;postID=241172601239091353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/241172601239091353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/241172601239091353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/2008/09/oh-shucks.html' title='Oh, shucks!'/><author><name>Hannah Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10141073115495268536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/St5OCcLPAjI/AAAAAAAAAM0/rPezLgx1w9A/S220/n506871084_780294_679.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859230605716630251.post-3578118762656882840</id><published>2008-09-19T04:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T04:21:39.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Young Love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If I only knew your name I'd go from door to door.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Searching on the crowded streets for the face that I once saw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If I only knew your name I'd go from door to door.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tell me have you seen the girl I met just once before?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Young Love by The Mystery Jets, featuring Laura Marling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song makes me smile on the insides. It makes me reminisce about the beginnings of my relationship and how I would feel seeing him at school every day. Of being shy around each other, getting to know each other and that genuine excitement of a new love. Don't get me wrong, I still am genuinely excited each day that I have such a wonderful person in my life. It's just funny to think how well we actually do know each other now. So much that we let any inhibitions free. Farting and all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859230605716630251-3578118762656882840?l=incompletelullaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/feeds/3578118762656882840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859230605716630251&amp;postID=3578118762656882840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/3578118762656882840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/3578118762656882840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/2008/09/young-love.html' title='Young Love.'/><author><name>Hannah Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10141073115495268536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/St5OCcLPAjI/AAAAAAAAAM0/rPezLgx1w9A/S220/n506871084_780294_679.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859230605716630251.post-739969984923604960</id><published>2008-09-19T04:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T04:10:17.749-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some things.</title><content type='html'>Some things are hard to forget.&lt;br /&gt;Some things I wish never happened.&lt;br /&gt;Some things I think about too much.&lt;br /&gt;Some things won't go away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unless..&lt;br /&gt;I decide to let them go.&lt;br /&gt;To forget, learn and move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is easier said than done, but I am tired of thinking about it every day.&lt;br /&gt;I need to remove it from my brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good riddance silly thoughts!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859230605716630251-739969984923604960?l=incompletelullaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/feeds/739969984923604960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859230605716630251&amp;postID=739969984923604960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/739969984923604960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/739969984923604960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/2008/09/some-things.html' title='Some things.'/><author><name>Hannah Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10141073115495268536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/St5OCcLPAjI/AAAAAAAAAM0/rPezLgx1w9A/S220/n506871084_780294_679.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859230605716630251.post-5593499053121087341</id><published>2008-09-15T16:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T16:24:30.412-07:00</updated><title type='text'>JAPAN.</title><content type='html'>:) :) :) :)&lt;br /&gt;I just found out yesterday that I am going to Japan in November!!&lt;br /&gt;I applied for the trip through Uni. They were offering 15 places so I thought I'd give it a shot. I've been interested in Japan for so long!&lt;br /&gt;So, yesterday I was in class and my lovely fried Tia messages me saying 'Have you checked your email in the last hour or so?'.. which I had not because I was still in class! Anyways, she told me that they sent an email out with the successful applicants and my name was there! I was sooo happy for the rest of that class, and totally anxious to get home and check the email for myself! And sure enough, it was there. I CAN'T WAIT. I don't know many details yet, except for we go from November 21st to December 7th, so 17 days. :)&lt;br /&gt;Will keep you updated as I know more!&lt;br /&gt;Weeeeeeeee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859230605716630251-5593499053121087341?l=incompletelullaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/feeds/5593499053121087341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859230605716630251&amp;postID=5593499053121087341' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/5593499053121087341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/5593499053121087341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/2008/09/japan.html' title='JAPAN.'/><author><name>Hannah Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10141073115495268536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/St5OCcLPAjI/AAAAAAAAAM0/rPezLgx1w9A/S220/n506871084_780294_679.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859230605716630251.post-7393009094515270932</id><published>2008-09-13T22:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T22:33:14.919-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pals.</title><content type='html'>Recently, I've come to realise the importance of good friendships. I feel that surrounding yourself with people that will encourage you, lift you up, support you, make you laugh, be genuinely interested in your life and most importantly cook you dinner on a weekly basis (hehe), are the most important ones to have around. There is no room for jealousy, negativity or people that question you or what you are doing with your life unless it is severely damaging. Of course, it's important for a friend to be honest, trustworthy and reliable. The kinds of people that I call my best friends come from varying walks of life. They are dispersed around the country and some I don't get to see very often. But I do know that whenever I do see them, we will pick up where we left off. I know nothing will ever change. The ones I see all the time, are the type of people I will never tire of. We don't get bored of each other often, but if we do it's something to laugh about. They know my flaws, and yet they still love me. We aren't all similar, we have different tastes and styles, but I guess we are all ultimately similar people as that's why we were drawn to each other in the first place. My friends make the effort to call me, message me or organise something fun to do regularly, they make the time even when there is none. My family are my best friends, and my best friends are my family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859230605716630251-7393009094515270932?l=incompletelullaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/feeds/7393009094515270932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859230605716630251&amp;postID=7393009094515270932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/7393009094515270932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/7393009094515270932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/2008/09/pals.html' title='Pals.'/><author><name>Hannah Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10141073115495268536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/St5OCcLPAjI/AAAAAAAAAM0/rPezLgx1w9A/S220/n506871084_780294_679.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859230605716630251.post-6076278064028102384</id><published>2008-09-11T03:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T03:28:47.675-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet!</title><content type='html'>This should be great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.crueltyfreefestival.org.au&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam and I are hoping to go!&lt;br /&gt;Free vege food! Mmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) Han xo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859230605716630251-6076278064028102384?l=incompletelullaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/feeds/6076278064028102384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859230605716630251&amp;postID=6076278064028102384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/6076278064028102384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/6076278064028102384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/2008/09/sweet.html' title='Sweet!'/><author><name>Hannah Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10141073115495268536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/St5OCcLPAjI/AAAAAAAAAM0/rPezLgx1w9A/S220/n506871084_780294_679.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859230605716630251.post-8097273271414024995</id><published>2008-09-11T03:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T03:17:11.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things I Love Thursday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SMjv_nBlBeI/AAAAAAAAACQ/TXChqaNRWQ4/s1600-h/angelaboatwright_complexmagshooting_outtakes_02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SMjv_nBlBeI/AAAAAAAAACQ/TXChqaNRWQ4/s400/angelaboatwright_complexmagshooting_outtakes_02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244705642159343074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+Five dollar vege burgers&lt;br /&gt;+Cake - way too much&lt;br /&gt;+The fact that I *think* I've sold my car! Finally!&lt;br /&gt;+Getting my scholarship payments, yeeeey moneys.&lt;br /&gt;+Ben, because he is just lovely all the time :) and looks terribly funky in his new shoes.&lt;br /&gt;+The sunshine! I ate breaky in the sun this morning and it was amazing.&lt;br /&gt;+CREAM Nissan Micras and the fact that I am STILL obsessed with them.&lt;br /&gt;+Breakfast, probably my favourite meal.&lt;br /&gt;+Sleep ins.&lt;br /&gt;+Funny friends.&lt;br /&gt;+Dreaming of the summer holidays.&lt;br /&gt;+Lemon, Lime and Bitters&lt;br /&gt;+Sorbet&lt;br /&gt;+Cold water when I'm really thirsty&lt;br /&gt;+Frankie posters&lt;br /&gt;+Putting new picture up on my walls&lt;br /&gt;+Laughing at how ridiculous I looked as a child&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) Han x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859230605716630251-8097273271414024995?l=incompletelullaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/feeds/8097273271414024995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859230605716630251&amp;postID=8097273271414024995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/8097273271414024995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/8097273271414024995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/2008/09/things-i-love-thursday.html' title='Things I Love Thursday'/><author><name>Hannah Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10141073115495268536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/St5OCcLPAjI/AAAAAAAAAM0/rPezLgx1w9A/S220/n506871084_780294_679.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SMjv_nBlBeI/AAAAAAAAACQ/TXChqaNRWQ4/s72-c/angelaboatwright_complexmagshooting_outtakes_02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859230605716630251.post-2328334387402341968</id><published>2008-09-09T02:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T02:58:54.402-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Longing.</title><content type='html'>I am immensely looking forward to:&lt;br /&gt;+Going to sleep tonight.&lt;br /&gt;+My scholarship payment arriving.&lt;br /&gt;+Saturday night.&lt;br /&gt;+Getting payed on Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;+Handing in assignments.&lt;br /&gt;+Sunshine.&lt;br /&gt;+Dinner tonight.&lt;br /&gt;+Holidays.&lt;br /&gt;+Cheese tasting tour.&lt;br /&gt;+Going to Port Mac with my familoids.&lt;br /&gt;+End of year holidays.&lt;br /&gt;+Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;+Finding out if I get to go to Japan.&lt;br /&gt;+My 21st!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But most of all I just want sunshine and adventures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a833.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/26/l_41fce0cd2af60b7c023ca07304870260.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://a833.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/26/l_41fce0cd2af60b7c023ca07304870260.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859230605716630251-2328334387402341968?l=incompletelullaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/feeds/2328334387402341968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859230605716630251&amp;postID=2328334387402341968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/2328334387402341968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/2328334387402341968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/2008/09/longing.html' title='Longing.'/><author><name>Hannah Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10141073115495268536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/St5OCcLPAjI/AAAAAAAAAM0/rPezLgx1w9A/S220/n506871084_780294_679.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859230605716630251.post-7170620669157413753</id><published>2008-09-08T04:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T05:03:10.728-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fan girl.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SMUNjDqQqvI/AAAAAAAAACI/bd_-iRDj2Ts/s1600-h/epnet_tiff07_junoportraits_wire011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 445px; height: 603px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SMUNjDqQqvI/AAAAAAAAACI/bd_-iRDj2Ts/s400/epnet_tiff07_junoportraits_wire011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243612237071952626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;photo from: www.ellenpage.org&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859230605716630251-7170620669157413753?l=incompletelullaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/feeds/7170620669157413753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859230605716630251&amp;postID=7170620669157413753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/7170620669157413753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/7170620669157413753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/2008/09/fan-girl.html' title='Fan girl.'/><author><name>Hannah Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10141073115495268536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/St5OCcLPAjI/AAAAAAAAAM0/rPezLgx1w9A/S220/n506871084_780294_679.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SMUNjDqQqvI/AAAAAAAAACI/bd_-iRDj2Ts/s72-c/epnet_tiff07_junoportraits_wire011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859230605716630251.post-2865496745866303386</id><published>2008-09-05T00:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T00:35:27.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things I Love Thursday (belated)</title><content type='html'>Although I am one day late, I feel I cannot overlook my first opportunity to write a Things I Love Thursday List.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+Black nail polish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+Giant rings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+Tic tacs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+Vincent's Cafe next to my work who offer an amazing range of yummy vege lunches for my eating pleasure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+My new pals at Uni - we went to dinner and trivia last night. They are hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+My best pal of all - Jessie bear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+Dates (as in the eating kind) - yummy and healthy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+Firekites - continually amaze me every time I listen to them. What is more exciting is that they are supporting Holly Throsby when she plays in Newcastle in October. I'M SO THERE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+Planning my 21st - so far it's going to be 'tea party' themed. At night time though, in my back yard in Tamworth (I think?.. although I might have something in Newy too).. with fairy lights, sweet tunes, alcohol served in teapots and tea cups and a delcious array of food. Plus,all of my favourite humans will be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+Green Nissan Micras. ARGH.. I saw a green one the other day, so cute. Now I have narrowed it down to (not so narrowly) black, white, cream or green.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+Getting good grades on Uni assignments. It's hip to be sqaure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+CHASING BAILEY. :) Crystal and Charlene are the most lovely girls in the world. Heck, they're all lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+My amazing family, they never cease to make me happy. Mum sent me home with an esky full of her cooking including nutloaf and vege lasagne. Dad is just the cutest. Sophie is the funniest human alive. And Sam Sam is my motivation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+The Ting Tings :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+The Body Shop.. drool. I've already decided that the next time I'm willing to spend up big I will be spending it there on - eye cream, face cream and possibly some makeup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could keep going but then I'll have nothing to write next week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859230605716630251-2865496745866303386?l=incompletelullaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/feeds/2865496745866303386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859230605716630251&amp;postID=2865496745866303386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/2865496745866303386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/2865496745866303386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/2008/09/things-i-love-thursday-belated.html' title='Things I Love Thursday (belated)'/><author><name>Hannah Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10141073115495268536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/St5OCcLPAjI/AAAAAAAAAM0/rPezLgx1w9A/S220/n506871084_780294_679.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859230605716630251.post-7411929882489623937</id><published>2008-09-02T23:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T23:28:51.298-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I like eating.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And this is a really good website: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;http://blog.fatfreevegan.com/2005/12/readers-favorite-recipes.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'm not vegan, but have recently become vegetarian and I love it. Last year, I was a big lazy slob and all I ate was pasta pretty much every night. Now, I love cooking and love having people over for dinner. So fun :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Some things I have made recently:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Enchilada Casserole - so easy and yummy! All you need is a microwave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blog.fatfreevegan.com/images/ridiculous-enchilada.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://blog.fatfreevegan.com/images/ridiculous-enchilada.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pasta with vegetables and peanut sauce - amazing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blog.fatfreevegan.com/images/peanut-veg-pasta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://blog.fatfreevegan.com/images/peanut-veg-pasta.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those two are both on the Fat Free Vegan site.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Another great site is:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; http://www.vegweb.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I've made:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sweet Potato Fritters - SO YUMMY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;http://vegweb.com/index.php?topic=13167.0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And, finally, this is also fantastic: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;http://www.taste.com.au/recipes/7095/spring+minestrone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Mmm, food. Where would I be without you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Pictures care of: http://blog.fatfreevegan.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859230605716630251-7411929882489623937?l=incompletelullaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/feeds/7411929882489623937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859230605716630251&amp;postID=7411929882489623937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/7411929882489623937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/7411929882489623937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-like-eating.html' title='I like eating.'/><author><name>Hannah Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10141073115495268536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/St5OCcLPAjI/AAAAAAAAAM0/rPezLgx1w9A/S220/n506871084_780294_679.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859230605716630251.post-8600428835422719821</id><published>2008-09-02T03:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T04:03:29.189-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Home.</title><content type='html'>I am here to confess my love for Tamworth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't care that it is a hole. Or that people wear ugg boots down Peel Street. Or that there are really lame car crews such as 'Runamuck'. Or that there is nothing to do except get drunk at the Impy which, mind you, really stinks. Or that there is heaps of emos. Or that people will stare at you if you wear something nice. Or that it gets invaded by thousands of hicks once a year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is home to me, and always will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drove here today to see my family for two nights and as I approached that hill, the one where you get a first climpse of the town, I felt so warm and happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's just my family that makes it so homely, I don't know. It just feels good to come home and I probably would never have appreciated that unless I had moved away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And besides, my Mum made amazing blueberry pancakes for dessert :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SL0dM6N5a4I/AAAAAAAAABw/MOQ1PDSYY9Q/s1600-h/tamworth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SL0dM6N5a4I/AAAAAAAAABw/MOQ1PDSYY9Q/s320/tamworth.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241377648952306562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859230605716630251-8600428835422719821?l=incompletelullaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/feeds/8600428835422719821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859230605716630251&amp;postID=8600428835422719821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/8600428835422719821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/8600428835422719821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/2008/09/home.html' title='Home.'/><author><name>Hannah Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10141073115495268536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/St5OCcLPAjI/AAAAAAAAAM0/rPezLgx1w9A/S220/n506871084_780294_679.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SL0dM6N5a4I/AAAAAAAAABw/MOQ1PDSYY9Q/s72-c/tamworth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859230605716630251.post-8692751024892825359</id><published>2008-09-01T05:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T05:20:09.299-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring.</title><content type='html'>Wow. Today was seriously joyous. So much that my lecturer included a question in our weekly quiz to the effect of: What is significant about today's date? Ha. First day of spring silly people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seriously warmed my insides. I did not even have to wear my cardigan until it was dark. Amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other great things about today included:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+My felafel wrap for lunch&lt;br /&gt;+Followed by my caramel and coconut slice!&lt;br /&gt;+Hanging with my Uni pals - Alissa and Loren&lt;br /&gt;+A really interesting lecture on reporting mental health and suicide in the media (I know it sounds dismal but it's interesting to hear about that sort of thing from a journalistic point of view)&lt;br /&gt;+Giving a totally kick-ass presentation! I finally feel as though I've truly conquered my fear of public speaking. I got compliments after wards, and now my head is slightly larger.&lt;br /&gt;+Pampering myself with all my new Body Shop Products. I'm considering doing an entry solely devoted to the Body Shop because I am so obsessed.&lt;br /&gt;+And finally, the fact that I am going home tomorrow for two nights to see my beautiful familoids (as Jess would say)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spring is here! Enjoy it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SLvduoUXd4I/AAAAAAAAABo/9LZA8_c7R7c/s1600-h/IMG_5954.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SLvduoUXd4I/AAAAAAAAABo/9LZA8_c7R7c/s400/IMG_5954.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241026384542267266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/4859230605716630251-8692751024892825359?l=incompletelullaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/feeds/8692751024892825359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859230605716630251&amp;postID=8692751024892825359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/8692751024892825359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/8692751024892825359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/2008/09/spring.html' title='Spring.'/><author><name>Hannah Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10141073115495268536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/St5OCcLPAjI/AAAAAAAAAM0/rPezLgx1w9A/S220/n506871084_780294_679.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SLvduoUXd4I/AAAAAAAAABo/9LZA8_c7R7c/s72-c/IMG_5954.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859230605716630251.post-9055842425986530031</id><published>2008-08-30T01:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T02:01:19.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Feast on this!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width: 430px; text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;embed width="426" height="327" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://www.mixwit.com/flash/widgets/shell.swf" wmode="transparent" flashvars="env=embed&amp;amp;widget=a7d226681cfb90b27a8f3e36f9be3e2f&amp;amp;playlist=5f432aa2220bd1d912301ea5356f0f56&amp;amp;vuid=embed"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script src="http://www.mixwit.com/m.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mixwit.com/hanniwanni93?e"&gt;&lt;img alt="Mixwit" border="0" src="http://www.mixwit.com/p.jpg" style="padding: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mixwit.com/create?e"&gt;&lt;img alt="Mixwit make a mixtape" border="0" src="http://www.mixwit.com/m.jpg" style="padding: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mixwit.com/?e"&gt;&lt;img alt="Mixwit mixtapes" border="0" src="http://www.mixwit.com/l.jpg" style="padding: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border="0" width="0" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyMjAwODY4NTg2NzEmcHQ9MTIyMDA4Njg2ODM3NSZwPTE4NDMzMSZkPSZuPWJsb2dnZXImZz*x.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859230605716630251-9055842425986530031?l=incompletelullaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/feeds/9055842425986530031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859230605716630251&amp;postID=9055842425986530031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/9055842425986530031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/9055842425986530031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/2008/08/feast-on-this.html' title='Feast on this!'/><author><name>Hannah Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10141073115495268536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/St5OCcLPAjI/AAAAAAAAAM0/rPezLgx1w9A/S220/n506871084_780294_679.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859230605716630251.post-7599646748017341767</id><published>2008-08-30T01:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T01:43:27.994-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grevillia.</title><content type='html'>So, I am not usually one to boast or exaggerate (cough!) but, seriously, I have the best job in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon moving to Newcastle I stumbled across the cutest shop in history (I told you I don't like to exaggerate) called Grevillia Design, just a skip and a jump down the road from my house. Okay, backtracking, at first I admired from the outside because it was closed the times I ventured down there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT, one day after running some errands (Centrelink and the like), I found it was open! I spent a long long time in there admiring everything: vintage furniture, kooky retro homewares (lots of burnt orange), disco high heels, clutch bags, HANDMADE womens and children's clothing made from vintage fabrics (!). There was so much to look at, I was in awe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After spending way too much time in there, to the point where I felt the store owner was getting annoyed, I went out on a limb and decided to ask her if there were any jobs available.&lt;br /&gt;And let's just say I'm damn well glad I asked. She told me that she was indeed after a casual who could do weekends, and she asked me to come back the next day with my resume.&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, I think I pretty much had it in the bag when I walked in there (again, I don't like boasting).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I started about a week later and honestly, I couldn't have asked for a better job. I am allowed to bring in any uni work that I needed to do, make mix CD's of my liking to listen to, eat copious amounts of sweet biscuits and just generally chill out. What about the whole 'working' aspect, I hear you ask? Well, most of the time it wasn't overly busy but yet I still manage to sell a suprisingly good amount and there's always tidying to do - one of the many perks of retail (I swear I'm not rolling my eyes).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my boss - Jennifer - is so amazing. She is SO lovely, something I wasn't accustomed to from my previous jobs where I'd been brought to tears by bitchy managers and such. She is amazingly generous too, always willing to fit in with my needs with uni etc. Another example of her generosity - this week she put out this amazing c1950s olive green chair with wooden legs. It's so cute and very 'Breakfast at Tiffany's'. So I was eyeing it off and told her I was going to put it out the back in case someone snapped it up before I made up my mind. Today, I decided I would buy it and upon telling my boss, she said 'No no no! I'm going to give you that, you can have it'.. FOR FREE. So amazingly generous of her. So now it's sitting here in my room looking ever so cute. Exhibit A):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SLkEm9GOFCI/AAAAAAAAAAo/oy-rf-vPkz0/s1600-h/IMG_9749.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SLkEm9GOFCI/AAAAAAAAAAo/oy-rf-vPkz0/s320/IMG_9749.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240224708704474146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now to the sad news. About two weeks ago, an outrageous thing happened. The store (as in the actual building) was sold. Now you might want to sit down before I continue. It was sold to KFC!!!!!!!!!!!! ARGH!! They plan to knock down the building to extend the car park/drive through (now I am actually rolling my eyes). It's an absolute outrage; so much that I am considering approaching A Current Affair with the story (no, not really). So, we basically have no choice but to close. We have a month left and the future is uncertain. My boss hopes to find something else, but that can't really be guranteed. Plus, she is wanting to (understabdibly) have some time off after we close. So that leaves me...job hunting! I can hope that in the future, if she DOES find somewhere new I would be approached to work there again, but, poor uni student as I am (and currently on the hunt for a new car) I am going to find something else in the meantime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, feast your eyes upon some pictures I took at work the other day.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SLkHD5AK-OI/AAAAAAAAAAw/WLLYhT663ZU/s1600-h/IMG_9715smaller.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SLkHD5AK-OI/AAAAAAAAAAw/WLLYhT663ZU/s320/IMG_9715smaller.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240227404844824802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SLkHELgfE7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/982mU29DlPU/s1600-h/IMG_9716smaller.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SLkHELgfE7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/982mU29DlPU/s320/IMG_9716smaller.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240227409812198322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SLkHEHIJl9I/AAAAAAAAABA/tRqk4tQl4aE/s1600-h/IMG_9726smaller.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SLkHEHIJl9I/AAAAAAAAABA/tRqk4tQl4aE/s320/IMG_9726smaller.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240227408636385234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SLkHECnI71I/AAAAAAAAABI/ifY5oosjp8g/s1600-h/IMG_9741smaller.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SLkHECnI71I/AAAAAAAAABI/ifY5oosjp8g/s320/IMG_9741smaller.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240227407424188242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SLkHEYskc9I/AAAAAAAAABQ/4qsFfwUvdA0/s1600-h/IMG_9745SMALLER.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SLkHEYskc9I/AAAAAAAAABQ/4qsFfwUvdA0/s320/IMG_9745SMALLER.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240227413352543186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SLkHeA6xa6I/AAAAAAAAABY/WJ9GYu-jqb8/s1600-h/IMG_9765smaller.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SLkHeA6xa6I/AAAAAAAAABY/WJ9GYu-jqb8/s400/IMG_9765smaller.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240227853646261154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859230605716630251-7599646748017341767?l=incompletelullaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/feeds/7599646748017341767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859230605716630251&amp;postID=7599646748017341767' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/7599646748017341767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/7599646748017341767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/2008/08/grevillia.html' title='Grevillia.'/><author><name>Hannah Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10141073115495268536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/St5OCcLPAjI/AAAAAAAAAM0/rPezLgx1w9A/S220/n506871084_780294_679.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/SLkEm9GOFCI/AAAAAAAAAAo/oy-rf-vPkz0/s72-c/IMG_9749.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859230605716630251.post-5875601806040549550</id><published>2008-08-30T01:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T01:07:26.482-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Greetings.</title><content type='html'>Blogging is a funny thing. To me, as a an aspiring journalist, I have found that there are so many ways to become a published writer these days.  The ideal of a 'writer' is now a widely used term and subsequently the ideal of a professional writer, who has worked towards their title by means of degree or training, whether it be a novelist or a journalist, has become hard to define.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite all this, I have decided to enter blog-dom. You can never have enough distractions, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859230605716630251-5875601806040549550?l=incompletelullaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/feeds/5875601806040549550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859230605716630251&amp;postID=5875601806040549550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/5875601806040549550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859230605716630251/posts/default/5875601806040549550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://incompletelullaby.blogspot.com/2008/08/greetings.html' title='Greetings.'/><author><name>Hannah Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10141073115495268536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulFPy7-ueI8/St5OCcLPAjI/AAAAAAAAAM0/rPezLgx1w9A/S220/n506871084_780294_679.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
