<?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-1731673197038937475</id><updated>2012-02-16T15:32:53.391-06:00</updated><category term='psychology'/><category term='meat'/><category term='pudu'/><category term='short story'/><category term='ASOT'/><category term='the internet'/><category term='economy'/><category term='screen names'/><category term='concert'/><category term='christmas'/><category term='writing'/><category term='Armin'/><category term='sociology'/><category term='rant'/><title type='text'>How...Inappropriate</title><subtitle type='html'>Look me over, I'm the Cap'm / Go ahead and mess with me / You'll find out what will happ'm</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Threnodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766332738836306113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zSZ5zQcO6s/SUqrROePLNI/AAAAAAAABho/6SXRMkOCJsk/S220/girlnerdfacevector.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>96</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1731673197038937475.post-5363729044561328991</id><published>2010-11-08T07:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T07:40:28.640-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Alternatives</title><summary type='text'>It's been quite awhile since I posted, as I've been busy. I'm sure you have, too, so I'm not worried. I am, however, worried about some of our culture's colloquialisms. Most notably the phrase "Happy as a clam" or "happy as a bug in a rug." I'm not sure the origins of these words, but I am reasonably certain that clams are capable of neither happiness nor any other emotion. The same certainty </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/feeds/5363729044561328991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1731673197038937475&amp;postID=5363729044561328991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/5363729044561328991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/5363729044561328991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/2010/11/alternatives.html' title='Alternatives'/><author><name>Threnodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766332738836306113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zSZ5zQcO6s/SUqrROePLNI/AAAAAAAABho/6SXRMkOCJsk/S220/girlnerdfacevector.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1731673197038937475.post-3389673765873551147</id><published>2010-06-16T10:43:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T10:48:01.966-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just desserts</title><summary type='text'>Anyone who is vaguely familiar with me in the real world knows I have, shall we say, a reputation in the car. It began many years ago, shortly after receiving my license.


Note the anger vein on the forehead. This is done anime-style, but it gets the point across. I was frustrated with the general retardation exhibited by the driving population in Fort Worth.

Skip ahead a few years to my early </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/feeds/3389673765873551147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1731673197038937475&amp;postID=3389673765873551147' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/3389673765873551147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/3389673765873551147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/2010/06/guide.html' title='Just desserts'/><author><name>Threnodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766332738836306113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zSZ5zQcO6s/SUqrROePLNI/AAAAAAAABho/6SXRMkOCJsk/S220/girlnerdfacevector.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zSZ5zQcO6s/TBjo2AaqSnI/AAAAAAAAC5Y/avkWUGd8MjM/s72-c/driving1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1731673197038937475.post-8897444085000089819</id><published>2010-06-09T07:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T07:38:14.054-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A True Tale</title><summary type='text'>After my vigorous morning workout today, I sat on the floor to frolic with my adorable Maizieface before traipsing off to get ready for the day. Instead of playing, however, my sweet little precious wuffle fuffle got directly up in my business and headbutted me. Now, this wouldn't have been such a big deal, except I am in an exceedingly silly mood today. The events of the past few days coupled </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/feeds/8897444085000089819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1731673197038937475&amp;postID=8897444085000089819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/8897444085000089819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/8897444085000089819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/2010/06/true-tale.html' title='A True Tale'/><author><name>Threnodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766332738836306113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zSZ5zQcO6s/SUqrROePLNI/AAAAAAAABho/6SXRMkOCJsk/S220/girlnerdfacevector.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zSZ5zQcO6s/TA-LFt3IYdI/AAAAAAAAC5Q/zua0c0rua5Q/s72-c/headbutt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1731673197038937475.post-788972334524758680</id><published>2010-04-21T22:22:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T22:31:45.998-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Maybe I should poke it......"</title><summary type='text'>Saturday night, I came home from hanging out with my family, ready to microwave some turkey bacon and drink beer alone, when I noticed something.




Have you worked out what we're looking for?



That's right! A little blorpy fuzzy thing clinging to the screen. My first thought? Giant goddamn roaches that have grown fur to make us say "awww" before they hiss and spit acid into our eyeballs and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/feeds/788972334524758680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1731673197038937475&amp;postID=788972334524758680' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/788972334524758680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/788972334524758680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/2010/04/maybe-i-should-poke-it.html' title='&quot;Maybe I should poke it......&quot;'/><author><name>Threnodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766332738836306113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zSZ5zQcO6s/SUqrROePLNI/AAAAAAAABho/6SXRMkOCJsk/S220/girlnerdfacevector.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zSZ5zQcO6s/S8-vsouaF9I/AAAAAAAAC0M/OH_uaF3sd4U/s72-c/bat1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1731673197038937475.post-444934326687815467</id><published>2010-03-30T09:43:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T09:44:56.312-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Podcast roundup!</title><summary type='text'>Recently, I've been shunning music at work in favor of (at times) depressing podcasts. I have also been asked, on occasion, what podcasts I like. That's a difficult question to answer, because I listen to SO VERY MANY! Here's a list of some recent shows that have made me smile, laugh, or possibly cry.
Hearing Voices episode 87: Hitchhiking! (Thumb and Thumber) Scroll down to number 087.
Wait, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/feeds/444934326687815467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1731673197038937475&amp;postID=444934326687815467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/444934326687815467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/444934326687815467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/2010/03/podcast-roundup.html' title='Podcast roundup!'/><author><name>Threnodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766332738836306113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zSZ5zQcO6s/SUqrROePLNI/AAAAAAAABho/6SXRMkOCJsk/S220/girlnerdfacevector.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zSZ5zQcO6s/S7INxTWCxWI/AAAAAAAACtk/9Pqz4Dr66DM/s72-c/lovelycomplex17205lm9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1731673197038937475.post-1417712762288349136</id><published>2010-03-04T10:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T10:38:28.471-06:00</updated><title type='text'>On Archaeology</title><summary type='text'>This post is brought to you by not sleeping well for 2 days, and by soul-crushing sinus pain:
  
Whilst browsing the internets for something to alleviate my boredom, I stumbled across this article on ancient writing. Now, archaeology and anthropology are fascinating areas of study that I like to learn more about. But as I read articles trying to tell me what an object was used for 60-</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/feeds/1417712762288349136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1731673197038937475&amp;postID=1417712762288349136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/1417712762288349136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/1417712762288349136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/2010/03/on-archaeology.html' title='On Archaeology'/><author><name>Threnodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766332738836306113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zSZ5zQcO6s/SUqrROePLNI/AAAAAAAABho/6SXRMkOCJsk/S220/girlnerdfacevector.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1731673197038937475.post-1697453269551487611</id><published>2009-12-23T10:21:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T10:21:51.855-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Where does Santa poop?</title><summary type='text'>So it's two days until Christmas, and I'm really excited! This will be my first year to celebrate most of the holiday with someone else's family. It will also be the first year I get to watch a bunch of little kids open their presents early on Christmas morning. Did I mention I'm so excited!

Thinking about that, however, has made me ponder other things, like Santa Claus. I was listening to the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/feeds/1697453269551487611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1731673197038937475&amp;postID=1697453269551487611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/1697453269551487611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/1697453269551487611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/2009/12/where-does-santa-poop.html' title='Where does Santa poop?'/><author><name>Threnodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766332738836306113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zSZ5zQcO6s/SUqrROePLNI/AAAAAAAABho/6SXRMkOCJsk/S220/girlnerdfacevector.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1731673197038937475.post-3961920043659787421</id><published>2009-12-14T08:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T08:14:17.587-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts on privacy</title><summary type='text'>I just read an article snippet about the founder of Facebook deciding to make his profile entirely open under his site's new Privacy rules. I'm sorry, but if I want to share everything about myself with everyone I've ever known, I'll just use Twitter. There's never been any real illusion of privacy on Twitter, but you don't see me posting pictures of wild parties on twitpic (or Facebook, really).</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/feeds/3961920043659787421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1731673197038937475&amp;postID=3961920043659787421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/3961920043659787421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/3961920043659787421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/2009/12/thoughts-on-privacy.html' title='Thoughts on privacy'/><author><name>Threnodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766332738836306113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zSZ5zQcO6s/SUqrROePLNI/AAAAAAAABho/6SXRMkOCJsk/S220/girlnerdfacevector.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1731673197038937475.post-5449046515103463055</id><published>2009-11-17T08:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T08:51:38.025-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A note</title><summary type='text'>Oh my love, Winter, how I've missed you these long months. I can barely recall the last time you kissed my cheeks rosy, or my fingers tingly. When did you last energize me with your icy touch? Too long. Too long since I felt your frigid breath ripping through my threadbare leggings on my morning walk. I can't believe you're finally back. Your gusts, remonstrate me, sting like a slap, and bow my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/feeds/5449046515103463055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1731673197038937475&amp;postID=5449046515103463055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/5449046515103463055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/5449046515103463055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/2009/11/note.html' title='A note'/><author><name>Threnodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766332738836306113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zSZ5zQcO6s/SUqrROePLNI/AAAAAAAABho/6SXRMkOCJsk/S220/girlnerdfacevector.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1731673197038937475.post-4439320832050733927</id><published>2009-10-23T14:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T14:16:56.475-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A conversation</title><summary type='text'>My status message: Motion on the table to change October to Rocktober. All in favor say Aye; all opposed go jump in a lake.

Friend:  Too late...it's already Beardtober
Me:  that just sounds retarded. beardtarded
Friend:  Beardmazing, you mean

Oh, Internet...you are so adorable!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/feeds/4439320832050733927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1731673197038937475&amp;postID=4439320832050733927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/4439320832050733927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/4439320832050733927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/2009/10/conversation.html' title='A conversation'/><author><name>Threnodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766332738836306113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zSZ5zQcO6s/SUqrROePLNI/AAAAAAAABho/6SXRMkOCJsk/S220/girlnerdfacevector.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1731673197038937475.post-1196825323279450332</id><published>2009-10-09T14:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T14:20:24.786-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Moon Conspiracies</title><summary type='text'>Two posts? In one day? What's going on here?

If you didn't already know, NASA launched a missile at the moon to try and find out if there is water there. Results aren't in yet, but the conspiracy theorists are out in great force. Here's an example sent to me that includes a magical poll at the end where you might win a BlackBerry Curve. I'm not sure I'd click on that link if I were you...

</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/feeds/1196825323279450332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1731673197038937475&amp;postID=1196825323279450332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/1196825323279450332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/1196825323279450332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/2009/10/moon-conspiracies.html' title='Moon Conspiracies'/><author><name>Threnodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766332738836306113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zSZ5zQcO6s/SUqrROePLNI/AAAAAAAABho/6SXRMkOCJsk/S220/girlnerdfacevector.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1731673197038937475.post-4606034986061402272</id><published>2009-10-09T09:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T09:19:27.145-05:00</updated><title type='text'>NaNoWriMo</title><summary type='text'>I'm so excited! I have a wonderful idea for a novel, and it's less than a month until I get to write it! I have been spending a lot of time away from the 'net when I'm at home, and as much as I miss updating this all the time, there'll be plenty come spring when work becomes boring again. We've got a lot going on right now, so I'm still going to keep this brief.

I'm participating in National </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/feeds/4606034986061402272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1731673197038937475&amp;postID=4606034986061402272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/4606034986061402272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/4606034986061402272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/2009/10/nanowrimo.html' title='NaNoWriMo'/><author><name>Threnodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766332738836306113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zSZ5zQcO6s/SUqrROePLNI/AAAAAAAABho/6SXRMkOCJsk/S220/girlnerdfacevector.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1731673197038937475.post-6471175592134268575</id><published>2009-09-10T12:17:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T15:16:33.051-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr. Storytime 1</title><summary type='text'>Jump. Jump. Do it. Jump.Forest Winkley took a deep breath and fell, not jumped, from the 25th floor of a high-rise office building. Sudden dread caught in his throat, and he realized that if yesterday had really been a dream, or just a fluke, he would soon be a boneless puddle. After he fell from the roof of his 4 story condo last night without a scratch, he'd spent some time morbidly researching</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/feeds/6471175592134268575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1731673197038937475&amp;postID=6471175592134268575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/6471175592134268575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/6471175592134268575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/2009/09/mr-storytime-1.html' title='Mr. Storytime 1'/><author><name>Threnodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766332738836306113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zSZ5zQcO6s/SUqrROePLNI/AAAAAAAABho/6SXRMkOCJsk/S220/girlnerdfacevector.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1731673197038937475.post-1807043220582936828</id><published>2009-08-27T14:40:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T15:22:42.814-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Observation 2: Happy people</title><summary type='text'>Why hello again! I would like to let you know that Mr. Blorpy is blorping well. His blorpiness knows no bounds. He blorped in front of a yappy baby Yorkie and scared it so bad it peed on its master. I laughed for about twenty minutes.But anyway, I really wanted to talk to you about all the happy people I keep seeing. I'm probably one of them, but I feel my happiness is more a mild contentment </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/feeds/1807043220582936828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1731673197038937475&amp;postID=1807043220582936828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/1807043220582936828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/1807043220582936828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/2009/08/observation-2-happy-people.html' title='Observation 2: Happy people'/><author><name>Threnodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766332738836306113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zSZ5zQcO6s/SUqrROePLNI/AAAAAAAABho/6SXRMkOCJsk/S220/girlnerdfacevector.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1731673197038937475.post-7995136375535634776</id><published>2009-08-10T09:51:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T10:48:08.372-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Observation 1: On Frogs.</title><summary type='text'>A friend asked me to document things in a blog. I remembered that I have a blog, and that it's been a long time since I posted anything on it. So!While I was in the pool at our vacation condo on South Padre Island, my friends and I saw a teeny tiny frog hopping about on the concrete. Someone drunk decided it would be fun to pick him up and put him in the pool, but we eventually talked whoever it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/feeds/7995136375535634776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1731673197038937475&amp;postID=7995136375535634776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/7995136375535634776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/7995136375535634776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/2009/08/observation-1-on-frogs.html' title='Observation 1: On Frogs.'/><author><name>Threnodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766332738836306113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zSZ5zQcO6s/SUqrROePLNI/AAAAAAAABho/6SXRMkOCJsk/S220/girlnerdfacevector.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1731673197038937475.post-2369658964231970091</id><published>2009-05-05T11:02:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T12:45:00.760-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It is a musics.</title><summary type='text'>In light of recent busy-ness, here is a list of songs that make me hyper. I guess I should warn that there's naughty language in them?     </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/feeds/2369658964231970091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1731673197038937475&amp;postID=2369658964231970091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/2369658964231970091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/2369658964231970091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/2009/05/it-is-musics.html' title='It is a musics.'/><author><name>Threnodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766332738836306113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zSZ5zQcO6s/SUqrROePLNI/AAAAAAAABho/6SXRMkOCJsk/S220/girlnerdfacevector.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1731673197038937475.post-3649540834971387421</id><published>2009-04-27T16:03:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T12:52:13.858-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Some links...</title><summary type='text'>...to describe things lately.http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xdhLQCYQ-nQhttp://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2SfOA2M5bEYI'll start posting again eventually!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/feeds/3649540834971387421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1731673197038937475&amp;postID=3649540834971387421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/3649540834971387421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/3649540834971387421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/2009/04/some-links.html' title='Some links...'/><author><name>Threnodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766332738836306113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zSZ5zQcO6s/SUqrROePLNI/AAAAAAAABho/6SXRMkOCJsk/S220/girlnerdfacevector.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1731673197038937475.post-6249413751636796866</id><published>2009-04-07T12:43:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T16:06:07.608-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='short story'/><title type='text'>Just Hands</title><summary type='text'>Melodies flowed from her brain to the fleshy tips of her extremities; queued up and ready to pour themselves into the aging baby grand piano. Countless years of preparation, and all she had to show for it was a sparsely-populated, dimly-lit hospital conference hall--not a proper venue for anything but lectures and motivational speeches--and a small audience of skeptical doctors and bored, dying </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/feeds/6249413751636796866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1731673197038937475&amp;postID=6249413751636796866' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/6249413751636796866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/6249413751636796866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/2009/04/just-hands.html' title='Just Hands'/><author><name>Threnodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766332738836306113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zSZ5zQcO6s/SUqrROePLNI/AAAAAAAABho/6SXRMkOCJsk/S220/girlnerdfacevector.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1731673197038937475.post-8219002810612715297</id><published>2009-03-26T09:27:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T10:26:59.968-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Animal magnetism</title><summary type='text'>Last night, I formed a theory about dogs and, to a lesser extent, cats.Hypothesis: Dogs and cats, when laying down, have the ability to change their density based on mood, or, are able to increase the pull of gravity on their bodies at will.How I came up with this theory: Each and every time I plunk Maizie onto the bed for sleeptime, she takes a few steps and lays down right in the middle of the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/feeds/8219002810612715297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1731673197038937475&amp;postID=8219002810612715297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/8219002810612715297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/8219002810612715297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/2009/03/animal-magnetism.html' title='Animal magnetism'/><author><name>Threnodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766332738836306113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zSZ5zQcO6s/SUqrROePLNI/AAAAAAAABho/6SXRMkOCJsk/S220/girlnerdfacevector.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1731673197038937475.post-9204646121633597378</id><published>2009-03-19T09:33:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T13:14:42.260-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tabemassho!</title><summary type='text'>Mr. Max no nihonshoku wa zutto oishii to omoimasu kara, ashita no bangohan wa sugoi desu. Soshite, restauran wa seikaku desu. Watashi wa edamame to oyakodon o haraimashita.Okay, how badly did I butcher that? I can't remember most of my Japanese, but I think what I tried to say was "Because, I think, Mr. Max's Japanese food is the best evar, I had a really awesome dinner yesterday. Also, the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/feeds/9204646121633597378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1731673197038937475&amp;postID=9204646121633597378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/9204646121633597378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/9204646121633597378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/2009/03/tabemassho.html' title='Tabemassho!'/><author><name>Threnodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766332738836306113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zSZ5zQcO6s/SUqrROePLNI/AAAAAAAABho/6SXRMkOCJsk/S220/girlnerdfacevector.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1731673197038937475.post-1142382884591735906</id><published>2009-03-16T09:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T09:56:32.440-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The king is dead!</title><summary type='text'>Long live the King! ... of Fighters. Yeah, this weekend taught me two things: I am pretty bad at fighting games (no hard feelings, hon), and I still hate Sundays.I also learned that my tolerance for amount of anime watched in a day is apparently a full 2 seasons. Twenty-six episodes of Eureka 7 yesterday. Twenty-six, people. I wanted to be out doing something; anything. Buuuut due to my crippling</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/feeds/1142382884591735906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1731673197038937475&amp;postID=1142382884591735906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/1142382884591735906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/1142382884591735906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/2009/03/king-is-dead.html' title='The king is dead!'/><author><name>Threnodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766332738836306113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zSZ5zQcO6s/SUqrROePLNI/AAAAAAAABho/6SXRMkOCJsk/S220/girlnerdfacevector.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1731673197038937475.post-4740122793780268524</id><published>2009-03-09T08:41:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T09:27:08.448-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My, but that's a big, blue....</title><summary type='text'>...Dr. Manhattan. I saw Watchmen Friday night after constantly plugging my ears to all the midnight show viewers. I have read the graphic novel, but had not read a single review of the moviefilm. Now I have seen it, and I will simply say I liked it. If you want further details, let me know.Anyway, after I finished recording the podcast on Saturday morning, Jim and I had breakfast at Panera. They </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/feeds/4740122793780268524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1731673197038937475&amp;postID=4740122793780268524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/4740122793780268524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/4740122793780268524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-but-thats-big-blue.html' title='My, but that&apos;s a big, blue....'/><author><name>Threnodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766332738836306113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zSZ5zQcO6s/SUqrROePLNI/AAAAAAAABho/6SXRMkOCJsk/S220/girlnerdfacevector.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1731673197038937475.post-6955682732885840191</id><published>2009-03-06T15:46:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T15:49:25.187-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Further proof...</title><summary type='text'>...that I win at Instant Messaging.DSCarmon:  Erin, how are you today?                      I'd like to talk to you about Cthulhu.Erin:  I'd love for you to! But first I'd like to give you a free audit, courtesy of the                      Church of Scientology.DSCarmon:   ahahahahaGo ahead. Try to deny my awesome powers.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/feeds/6955682732885840191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1731673197038937475&amp;postID=6955682732885840191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/6955682732885840191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/6955682732885840191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/2009/03/further-proof.html' title='Further proof...'/><author><name>Threnodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766332738836306113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zSZ5zQcO6s/SUqrROePLNI/AAAAAAAABho/6SXRMkOCJsk/S220/girlnerdfacevector.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1731673197038937475.post-3609821974349400635</id><published>2009-02-26T09:07:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T09:19:49.561-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't drink it alone</title><summary type='text'>I was just informed that my Saturday evening plans include a nice bottle of wine! According to the internet, this coming Saturday is Open That Bottle night.  Basically, you're supposed to find that bottle of whatever that you've been stashing for a "special occasion" and make a special occasion out of opening it. Examples I heard on NPR's "air" podcast included an old widower drinking the wine in</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/feeds/3609821974349400635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1731673197038937475&amp;postID=3609821974349400635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/3609821974349400635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/3609821974349400635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/2009/02/dont-drink-it-alone.html' title='Don&apos;t drink it alone'/><author><name>Threnodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766332738836306113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zSZ5zQcO6s/SUqrROePLNI/AAAAAAAABho/6SXRMkOCJsk/S220/girlnerdfacevector.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zSZ5zQcO6s/Saay_ilGFNI/AAAAAAAACAw/HqQW-emEJQE/s72-c/Wine-Bottle-Beads-VBC-12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1731673197038937475.post-6930059289731096554</id><published>2009-02-23T09:35:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T10:07:21.476-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday night at the Oscars</title><summary type='text'>Last night, I went to an Oscar-watching party at the Modern. It was free, and I had my picture taken on the "red carpet." They tried to make it as authentic as possible by asking us where our outfits came from. I think I said "craigslist," but It might actually have been Macy's or somesuch. I honestly don't remember.They had contests with prizes if you stuck around, but I ended up leaving about 9</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/feeds/6930059289731096554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1731673197038937475&amp;postID=6930059289731096554' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/6930059289731096554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/6930059289731096554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/2009/02/sunday-night-at-oscars.html' title='Sunday night at the Oscars'/><author><name>Threnodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766332738836306113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zSZ5zQcO6s/SUqrROePLNI/AAAAAAAABho/6SXRMkOCJsk/S220/girlnerdfacevector.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1731673197038937475.post-6331547510784811969</id><published>2009-02-19T15:02:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T15:41:30.570-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Recession-proof</title><summary type='text'>Ladies and gentlemen, we have a winner! The numbers are in and videogames win. Amid the wailing and gnashing of teeth in the retail sector, a clear trend has emerged. Allow me to expound.When I was in high school and college, when I finally realized I was destined for nerddom, I played videogames because I had overprotective parents who did not want me to go out late with friends. I developed an </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/feeds/6331547510784811969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1731673197038937475&amp;postID=6331547510784811969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/6331547510784811969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/6331547510784811969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/2009/02/recession-proof.html' title='Recession-proof'/><author><name>Threnodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766332738836306113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zSZ5zQcO6s/SUqrROePLNI/AAAAAAAABho/6SXRMkOCJsk/S220/girlnerdfacevector.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zSZ5zQcO6s/SZ3KgdcdVGI/AAAAAAAABvQ/jjAbYaQMbmU/s72-c/blue_nintendo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1731673197038937475.post-4513719244243163999</id><published>2009-02-16T09:06:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T09:40:26.849-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Lists</title><summary type='text'>Three short lists.Things that might be good for a story:the exact moment my work building "comes to life" in the morningromance between hobos (http://rvb.roosterteeth.com/comics/strip.php?id=568)electrons with New York accentsThings I want RIGHT NOW:Waffle Housemy Kindle2huuuuuugsThings I'd rather be doing than work:Blogging (whoops!)sleepingreading the new book I bought for $3 yesterdaySo there </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/feeds/4513719244243163999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1731673197038937475&amp;postID=4513719244243163999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/4513719244243163999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/4513719244243163999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/2009/02/lists.html' title='Lists'/><author><name>Threnodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766332738836306113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zSZ5zQcO6s/SUqrROePLNI/AAAAAAAABho/6SXRMkOCJsk/S220/girlnerdfacevector.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1731673197038937475.post-9092811629769274929</id><published>2009-02-09T10:18:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T13:07:17.595-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Priority purchasing</title><summary type='text'>Okay folks, as you all are probably aware, Tax Season is upon us. If you're a tax preparer, get ready for massive overtime. If you're in the tax preparation book business, breathe a sigh of relief, as your boredom season is upon you.For those of us who have nothing to do with the tax preparation industry, please make sure to thank your tax preparer, and perhaps shower him/her/it with kisses or </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/feeds/9092811629769274929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1731673197038937475&amp;postID=9092811629769274929' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/9092811629769274929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/9092811629769274929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/2009/02/priority-purchasing.html' title='Priority purchasing'/><author><name>Threnodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766332738836306113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zSZ5zQcO6s/SUqrROePLNI/AAAAAAAABho/6SXRMkOCJsk/S220/girlnerdfacevector.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1731673197038937475.post-2476359004658669981</id><published>2009-02-05T14:51:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T14:56:02.070-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I enjoy listening to you breathe.</title><summary type='text'>I'd like to take just a small moment out of your day to tell you to stop breathing like a flat-faced dog. That's not a euphemism for anything. I mean that you breathe like a bulldog. You have a sinus problem, and your insurance will probably cover the surgery. I will help you pay for it if insurance does not. Please get it fixed.Sincerely,Listening-to-loud-music-to-drown-out-your-breathing</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/feeds/2476359004658669981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1731673197038937475&amp;postID=2476359004658669981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/2476359004658669981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/2476359004658669981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-enjoy-listening-to-you-breathe.html' title='I enjoy listening to you breathe.'/><author><name>Threnodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766332738836306113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zSZ5zQcO6s/SUqrROePLNI/AAAAAAAABho/6SXRMkOCJsk/S220/girlnerdfacevector.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1731673197038937475.post-284818496788595494</id><published>2009-02-02T14:08:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T14:26:36.638-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Aphorisms for the day.</title><summary type='text'>A lie told often enough becomes the truth. — Vladimir Lenin(This includes lies we tell ourselves.)It is better to be hated for what one is, than loved for what one is not. — André Gide(This is the hardest truth for me to accept.)Nothing great was ever achieved without enthusiasm. — Ralph Waldo Emerson(And thus, I shall languish in obscurity.)Enjoy the rest of your Monday.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/feeds/284818496788595494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1731673197038937475&amp;postID=284818496788595494' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/284818496788595494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/284818496788595494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/2009/02/aphorisms-for-day.html' title='Aphorisms for the day.'/><author><name>Threnodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766332738836306113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zSZ5zQcO6s/SUqrROePLNI/AAAAAAAABho/6SXRMkOCJsk/S220/girlnerdfacevector.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1731673197038937475.post-7502894981017887233</id><published>2009-01-29T09:50:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T13:15:44.459-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Music fuel</title><summary type='text'>I hope you all enjoyed my fanciful journey last time. I debated writing in all "text message speak," but as I was typing "norly," "plx," and "kthxbye" I realized that I would have to stab someone in the throat when I finished, and that was just too much for a Tuesday.Today I'm pondering music and emotion. Studies have been done, lectures have been taught, and conferences have been given order to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/feeds/7502894981017887233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1731673197038937475&amp;postID=7502894981017887233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/7502894981017887233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/7502894981017887233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/2009/01/music-fuel.html' title='Music fuel'/><author><name>Threnodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766332738836306113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zSZ5zQcO6s/SUqrROePLNI/AAAAAAAABho/6SXRMkOCJsk/S220/girlnerdfacevector.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1731673197038937475.post-5144725707768919344</id><published>2009-01-27T08:22:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T14:11:25.793-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Down the Rabbit Hole</title><summary type='text'>.-.-.Wonderland.-.-.Kindest greetings on this most fantastic of occasions, darling readers. So broad have been my wanderings of late that I nearly lost track of updating my public. Thrice and ten days ago, I set forth on my winter constitutional, attempting to debunk a few of the more far-fetched cryptozoological theories. My travels found me seven days in a tundra far drier than any desert, and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/feeds/5144725707768919344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1731673197038937475&amp;postID=5144725707768919344' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/5144725707768919344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/5144725707768919344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/2009/01/down-rabbit-hole.html' title='Down the Rabbit Hole'/><author><name>Threnodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766332738836306113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zSZ5zQcO6s/SUqrROePLNI/AAAAAAAABho/6SXRMkOCJsk/S220/girlnerdfacevector.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1731673197038937475.post-8815405278443707780</id><published>2009-01-23T08:17:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T08:32:32.995-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Hairy Butt</title><summary type='text'>Though I'm in squeefriday mode, I'm also in pondery mode. Here's today's pondery: why do poo and fart jokes remain funny so much longer after people tell us they shouldn't be funny anymore? People make entire comedy careers of humor based mostly on bodily functions, so there must be SOME segment of the population to whom the "rules" do not apply.I always used to tell myself that the day I stopped</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/feeds/8815405278443707780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1731673197038937475&amp;postID=8815405278443707780' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/8815405278443707780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/8815405278443707780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/2009/01/successful.html' title='Big Hairy Butt'/><author><name>Threnodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766332738836306113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zSZ5zQcO6s/SUqrROePLNI/AAAAAAAABho/6SXRMkOCJsk/S220/girlnerdfacevector.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1731673197038937475.post-8966268762795716737</id><published>2009-01-21T08:30:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T14:24:36.350-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='screen names'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='psychology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the internet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sociology'/><title type='text'>False Identities</title><summary type='text'>Though I've tried to keep them separate, my "me" blog and my "WoW" blog are on the same email account, and by now at least one person (Hi Silver!) has figured out my terrible secret! Over the years I've had a great deal of online journals (that's what this amounts to, really) and have changed names many times. I've stuck with Threnody/Threnodee the longest, but before that I had at least 3 that I</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/feeds/8966268762795716737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1731673197038937475&amp;postID=8966268762795716737' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/8966268762795716737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/8966268762795716737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/2009/01/false-identities.html' title='False Identities'/><author><name>Threnodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766332738836306113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zSZ5zQcO6s/SUqrROePLNI/AAAAAAAABho/6SXRMkOCJsk/S220/girlnerdfacevector.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zSZ5zQcO6s/SXeAR8fxerI/AAAAAAAABrE/kPWuf3wV-aM/s72-c/question+mark.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1731673197038937475.post-1107792159747718782</id><published>2009-01-19T08:06:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T08:49:26.436-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Out with the old...</title><summary type='text'>Perhaps we've jumped the gun just a little, but a couple of my friends and I are moving into an apartment together in June, and wanted to get all that "searching for a place to live" part out of the way early. We started out looking at houses for rent in the area, thinking a yard would be nice for doggies to play in, but popped into an apartment complex that was really cute, and just HAPPENED to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/feeds/1107792159747718782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1731673197038937475&amp;postID=1107792159747718782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/1107792159747718782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/1107792159747718782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/2009/01/out-with-old.html' title='Out with the old...'/><author><name>Threnodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766332738836306113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zSZ5zQcO6s/SUqrROePLNI/AAAAAAAABho/6SXRMkOCJsk/S220/girlnerdfacevector.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zSZ5zQcO6s/SXSSZ8wUzYI/AAAAAAAABqk/8Yojp76l4x0/s72-c/apartments.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1731673197038937475.post-2284248147940205682</id><published>2009-01-15T08:11:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T14:20:25.977-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Podcasts, podcasts, podcasts!</title><summary type='text'>What does it mean when you're no longer interested in downloading much new music? My brain has a limited capacity for memory (i.e. none) I guess, and I simply can't remember from hour to hour what music I wanted to download when I get home from work. It's a rare day that finds me on Amazon.com's mp3 download page. There is simply too much to do besides that. As a result, I generally listen to the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/feeds/2284248147940205682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1731673197038937475&amp;postID=2284248147940205682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/2284248147940205682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/2284248147940205682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/2009/01/podcasts-podcasts-podcasts.html' title='Podcasts, podcasts, podcasts!'/><author><name>Threnodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766332738836306113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zSZ5zQcO6s/SUqrROePLNI/AAAAAAAABho/6SXRMkOCJsk/S220/girlnerdfacevector.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1731673197038937475.post-4013249060700497092</id><published>2009-01-13T08:11:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T08:45:34.047-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pudu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='economy'/><title type='text'>Biting off more than you can chew</title><summary type='text'>This post is partly about the economy, and partly about the pudu.The pudu is a tiny deer. It is, in fact, the world's tiniest deer. I took the liberty of doing a Google image search for it. It is the cutest thing you will ever see besides my adorable dog. That said, who wants to help me start a pudu farm in Arizona?Even with the economy the way it is, I think the pudu as a pet would be a most </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/feeds/4013249060700497092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1731673197038937475&amp;postID=4013249060700497092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/4013249060700497092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/4013249060700497092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/2009/01/biting-off-more-than-you-can-chew.html' title='Biting off more than you can chew'/><author><name>Threnodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766332738836306113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zSZ5zQcO6s/SUqrROePLNI/AAAAAAAABho/6SXRMkOCJsk/S220/girlnerdfacevector.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1731673197038937475.post-8060209677125620376</id><published>2009-01-09T07:56:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T08:46:37.958-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A rambling post about conversing</title><summary type='text'>Okay, Internet. Let's just keep this between us. A lot of people expect biting sarcasm and eyerolling from me, because that's the niche I fill these days. I say something that sets up everyone else's punchlines.To paraphrase one such situation: "I think Twilight is the bestest movie," says Friend. I reply, "Yeah. Let's take a hundred years of vampire myths and stories and throw them all out the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/feeds/8060209677125620376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1731673197038937475&amp;postID=8060209677125620376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/8060209677125620376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/8060209677125620376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/2009/01/rambling-post-about-conversing.html' title='A rambling post about conversing'/><author><name>Threnodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766332738836306113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zSZ5zQcO6s/SUqrROePLNI/AAAAAAAABho/6SXRMkOCJsk/S220/girlnerdfacevector.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1731673197038937475.post-4826650554973890342</id><published>2009-01-08T09:16:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T09:21:02.338-06:00</updated><title type='text'>We're going down</title><summary type='text'>You may have noticed a ridiculous quantity of blogs spewing forth from my fingers. I keep up with the podcast, this blog, and a WoW blog that I'm not telling you about for fear of an intervention. My friends, with a few exceptions, all think WoW is terrible and stupid, and they are right. (I'm a self-hating WoW-player.)But the reason I am blogging from work with reckless abandon is that I have </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/feeds/4826650554973890342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1731673197038937475&amp;postID=4826650554973890342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/4826650554973890342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/4826650554973890342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/2009/01/were-going-down.html' title='We&apos;re going down'/><author><name>Threnodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766332738836306113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zSZ5zQcO6s/SUqrROePLNI/AAAAAAAABho/6SXRMkOCJsk/S220/girlnerdfacevector.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1731673197038937475.post-1900210532570818681</id><published>2009-01-06T09:29:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T09:49:27.516-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A note about the weather</title><summary type='text'>Weather. How boring, you say. Thren, why are you talking about the weather? There's parties and people, and movies, and events to discuss! Be that as it may, I've decided to discuss it.Texas, or more specifically, the DFW area of Texas, is known for having ridiculously unpredictable weather during the winter. The last four days have proven the point. We went from seventy degree days down to 30 </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/feeds/1900210532570818681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1731673197038937475&amp;postID=1900210532570818681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/1900210532570818681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/1900210532570818681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/2009/01/note-about-weather.html' title='A note about the weather'/><author><name>Threnodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766332738836306113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zSZ5zQcO6s/SUqrROePLNI/AAAAAAAABho/6SXRMkOCJsk/S220/girlnerdfacevector.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1731673197038937475.post-8613301196721467088</id><published>2009-01-02T09:08:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T14:09:32.942-06:00</updated><title type='text'>December is dead...call me... January...</title><summary type='text'>Well, another year beneath our belts, and what have we to show for it? Recession, panic, and LOOTING IN THE STREETS OH GOD RUN FOR YOUR LIVES WE'RE ALL GOING TO DIE.That's a bit of New Year's hyperbole, but here are just a few things I'm looking forward to in the coming months:New anime: Slayers: Revolution season 2 comes out soon! Ghost Slayer Ayashi comes out as well. SOUL EATER FINALLY GOT </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/feeds/8613301196721467088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1731673197038937475&amp;postID=8613301196721467088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/8613301196721467088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/8613301196721467088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/2009/01/december-is-deadcall-me-january.html' title='December is dead...call me... January...'/><author><name>Threnodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766332738836306113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zSZ5zQcO6s/SUqrROePLNI/AAAAAAAABho/6SXRMkOCJsk/S220/girlnerdfacevector.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1731673197038937475.post-2431311846864328090</id><published>2008-12-29T13:27:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T13:27:00.285-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Remembery.</title><summary type='text'>This post is dedicated to the year 2008, and the fact that I am incredibly bored with nothing at all to do at work today. My memory is not at all what it used to be, and I can say with utter honesty that I cannot remember what I was doing in January. I know that I worked, and that the contents of my desk at work have not changed very much. I know what product I was working on, as I still have all</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/feeds/2431311846864328090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1731673197038937475&amp;postID=2431311846864328090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/2431311846864328090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/2431311846864328090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/2008/12/remembery.html' title='Remembery.'/><author><name>Threnodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766332738836306113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zSZ5zQcO6s/SUqrROePLNI/AAAAAAAABho/6SXRMkOCJsk/S220/girlnerdfacevector.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1731673197038937475.post-3657489974912576085</id><published>2008-12-26T10:55:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T11:49:50.012-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Holidays</title><summary type='text'>Father Christmas, Grandfather Time, and the New Year's Baby. What possesses us to personify every abstract concept? These are the three that relate to this time of year, but there are numerous others. I always thought we did it to accommodate our limited brains, and give them something with which to associate abstractions. Lately, however, I've started running with a different theory: we </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/feeds/3657489974912576085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1731673197038937475&amp;postID=3657489974912576085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/3657489974912576085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/3657489974912576085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/2008/12/holidays.html' title='The Holidays'/><author><name>Threnodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766332738836306113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zSZ5zQcO6s/SUqrROePLNI/AAAAAAAABho/6SXRMkOCJsk/S220/girlnerdfacevector.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1731673197038937475.post-5609708162715092449</id><published>2008-12-23T08:00:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T08:13:44.607-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><title type='text'>Spite-filled Pre-Christmas Rant</title><summary type='text'>I'd just like to take a minute to say it was nice to know you all. I've had a good run keeping up (somewhat) with this blog, but I'll probably be completely unable to access the Internet at all aside from my company's website. Heck, I might even be banned from that. If I don't get fired, and blogger doesn't get blocked completely, then this post will just serve as a testament to my hatred for web</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/feeds/5609708162715092449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1731673197038937475&amp;postID=5609708162715092449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/5609708162715092449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/5609708162715092449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/2008/12/spite-filled-pre-christmas-rant.html' title='Spite-filled Pre-Christmas Rant'/><author><name>Threnodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766332738836306113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zSZ5zQcO6s/SUqrROePLNI/AAAAAAAABho/6SXRMkOCJsk/S220/girlnerdfacevector.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2398/1725192837_3e7ef2ee6d_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1731673197038937475.post-3260218961398277415</id><published>2008-12-15T07:47:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T08:59:04.435-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Okay, Christmas season may begin.</title><summary type='text'>I've been resisting and pushing and kicking my feet like a child, but I will finally give in and open my Scroogey heart to the Christmas spirit. This weekend marked the first of several Christmas celebrations of which I will be part. Friday night, DSCarmon and I put together my new computer (Christmas gift to self). Saturday morning at from 8 to 1 pm I helped my mother decorate her Christmas tree</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/feeds/3260218961398277415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1731673197038937475&amp;postID=3260218961398277415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/3260218961398277415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/3260218961398277415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/2008/12/okay-christmas-season-may-begin.html' title='Okay, Christmas season may begin.'/><author><name>Threnodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766332738836306113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zSZ5zQcO6s/SUqrROePLNI/AAAAAAAABho/6SXRMkOCJsk/S220/girlnerdfacevector.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1731673197038937475.post-8433518923162680278</id><published>2008-12-11T08:59:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:24:50.975-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Remember, Remember the 6th of December</title><summary type='text'>I haven't done much of note lately, but the past weekend was certainly fun! I saw Mingo Fishtrap live at McDavid Studio on Friday the 5th, and drove to Austin to see Jim Gaffigan perform and go to a book signing for Chris Onstad. The drive home was difficult, as we didn't leave the book signing until midnight. Upon my return, I spent one day healthy, and the next two sick. Here it is Thursday </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/feeds/8433518923162680278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1731673197038937475&amp;postID=8433518923162680278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/8433518923162680278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/8433518923162680278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/2008/12/remember-remember-6th-of-december.html' title='Remember, Remember the 6th of December'/><author><name>Threnodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766332738836306113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zSZ5zQcO6s/SUqrROePLNI/AAAAAAAABho/6SXRMkOCJsk/S220/girlnerdfacevector.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1731673197038937475.post-2582738206765302321</id><published>2008-11-25T09:15:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T09:25:56.772-06:00</updated><title type='text'>That's so hot</title><summary type='text'>I just got the WORST news. Apparently, the Amazon Kindle 2 (or whatever they'll eventually call it) has been delayed until Q1 2009. That makes me sad. It's okay though.Big news of the week: I am going to buy a new computar! Or maybe a condominium! It depends on interest rates! I am so excited either way! I am going to exclaim everything for the rest of this post (ok not really)!So last weekend </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/feeds/2582738206765302321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1731673197038937475&amp;postID=2582738206765302321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/2582738206765302321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/2582738206765302321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/2008/11/thats-so-hot.html' title='That&apos;s so hot'/><author><name>Threnodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766332738836306113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zSZ5zQcO6s/SUqrROePLNI/AAAAAAAABho/6SXRMkOCJsk/S220/girlnerdfacevector.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1731673197038937475.post-2493386149666839463</id><published>2008-11-18T08:36:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T08:42:45.193-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Question of the day</title><summary type='text'>Poll time, courtesy of DSCarmon: Do you think there's a black friday fetish group on the internet that can only get it up by pretending it's black friday?Responses, I expect, will vary between "Yes," "No," and "Please die in a fire, you creepy weirdo."WHeEEeeeeEEEEe Tuesday!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/feeds/2493386149666839463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1731673197038937475&amp;postID=2493386149666839463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/2493386149666839463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/2493386149666839463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/2008/11/question-of-day.html' title='Question of the day'/><author><name>Threnodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766332738836306113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zSZ5zQcO6s/SUqrROePLNI/AAAAAAAABho/6SXRMkOCJsk/S220/girlnerdfacevector.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1731673197038937475.post-3371179796874554423</id><published>2008-11-11T08:39:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T08:58:44.028-06:00</updated><title type='text'>That Thing Between Your Ears</title><summary type='text'>I think Bill Hicks had it right when he said "the next revolution is gonna be a revolution of ideas. "  I'd say that's a fairly accurate description of the blogging phenomenon. Well, if it can be called such...But anyway... My birthday week has concluded and I have ushered in my quarterlife with warmth, family, and friendship. From Wednesday to Sunday, I did not pay for a meal. It was quite </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/feeds/3371179796874554423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1731673197038937475&amp;postID=3371179796874554423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/3371179796874554423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/3371179796874554423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/2008/11/that-thing-between-your-ears.html' title='That Thing Between Your Ears'/><author><name>Threnodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766332738836306113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zSZ5zQcO6s/SUqrROePLNI/AAAAAAAABho/6SXRMkOCJsk/S220/girlnerdfacevector.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1731673197038937475.post-6639035417685233699</id><published>2008-10-29T08:04:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T09:20:41.708-05:00</updated><title type='text'>English Breakfast Tea</title><summary type='text'>Since my life has been inherently uninteresting since my last post, I have decided to discuss the merits and methods of English Breakfast Tea at work. As it is breakfast time, I feel this is appropriate.According to legend (the back of my box of Twinnings' English Breakfast Tea), English Breakfast Tea was "originally blended to complement the traditional, hearty English breakfast, from which its </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/feeds/6639035417685233699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1731673197038937475&amp;postID=6639035417685233699' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/6639035417685233699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/6639035417685233699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/2008/10/english-breakfast-tea.html' title='English Breakfast Tea'/><author><name>Threnodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766332738836306113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zSZ5zQcO6s/SUqrROePLNI/AAAAAAAABho/6SXRMkOCJsk/S220/girlnerdfacevector.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1731673197038937475.post-1827462308156553951</id><published>2008-10-09T21:57:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T21:59:51.770-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I just wanted to let you know that human beings and being human are overrated.That is all.MEATSTRAVAGANZA ON SATURDAY. I will consume as much meat as possible.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/feeds/1827462308156553951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1731673197038937475&amp;postID=1827462308156553951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/1827462308156553951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/1827462308156553951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-just-wanted-to-let-you-know-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Threnodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766332738836306113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zSZ5zQcO6s/SUqrROePLNI/AAAAAAAABho/6SXRMkOCJsk/S220/girlnerdfacevector.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1731673197038937475.post-8295388355020459070</id><published>2008-09-30T13:18:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T13:35:40.358-05:00</updated><title type='text'>SPOoooooooooooooon!</title><summary type='text'>Or maybe that should be SPPOOOOOOOOOORE. That's why I'm tired today. Stupid videogames; making me all tired and stuff. Anyway, so how is my favorite internet today? Is hims being a good boy? Hmmm? Is hims?Right, so what's important is that I survived the weekend. Friday, I went to Gingerman by myself and had a few drinkies. A cute, but awkward fellow started to strike up a conversation, but I am </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/feeds/8295388355020459070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1731673197038937475&amp;postID=8295388355020459070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/8295388355020459070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/8295388355020459070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/2008/09/spooooooooooooooon.html' title='SPOoooooooooooooon!'/><author><name>Threnodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766332738836306113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zSZ5zQcO6s/SUqrROePLNI/AAAAAAAABho/6SXRMkOCJsk/S220/girlnerdfacevector.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1731673197038937475.post-8608777729977238392</id><published>2008-09-19T10:29:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T10:08:26.703-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll keelaul ye, and throw yer bones to the fishes.</title><summary type='text'>Pop a bottle o' grog and grab yer wench; it be Talk like a Pirate day.  If ye already be a pirate, ye cen talk like a landlubber.So lend me yer ears while I tell ye a tale of... oh screw it. It would take 3 hours to write my post that way. Anyway, this post is going to be short.DSCARMON James, you look like a prison guard when you wear the following colors together:Olive ShirtKhaki PantsSorry, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/feeds/8608777729977238392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1731673197038937475&amp;postID=8608777729977238392' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/8608777729977238392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/8608777729977238392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/2008/09/ill-keelaul-ye-and-throw-yer-bones-to.html' title='I&apos;ll keelaul ye, and throw yer bones to the fishes.'/><author><name>Threnodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766332738836306113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zSZ5zQcO6s/SUqrROePLNI/AAAAAAAABho/6SXRMkOCJsk/S220/girlnerdfacevector.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1731673197038937475.post-1651492908717726896</id><published>2008-09-10T13:30:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T13:41:50.084-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Whole Neeew Wooooooorld</title><summary type='text'>Geneva - The Large Hadron Collider (LHC) was successfully tested in Sweden for the first time today. Physicists from around the world hope to prove or disprove a number of theorems concerning the building blocks of matter in the universe. Special monitoring equipment, including hypersensetive microphones have been installed along the entire 17 Mile length.  Though this is merely the testing phase</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/feeds/1651492908717726896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1731673197038937475&amp;postID=1651492908717726896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/1651492908717726896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/1651492908717726896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/2008/09/whole-neeew-wooooooorld.html' title='A Whole Neeew Wooooooorld'/><author><name>Threnodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766332738836306113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zSZ5zQcO6s/SUqrROePLNI/AAAAAAAABho/6SXRMkOCJsk/S220/girlnerdfacevector.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1731673197038937475.post-4576348875704803439</id><published>2008-09-04T09:07:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T10:32:00.656-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Another day, another country.</title><summary type='text'>Okay, this title isn't entirely accurate. I did not visit more than one country in the last 5 days. I went to Canada for 5! A pleasant surprise picked me up from the airport, but with him was an unpleasant surprise. The way it played out: Derrick gets out of car, gives hugs, and puts luggage in trunk. We get in the car, and mysterious passenger (later revealed as Sarudani) begins talking about </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/feeds/4576348875704803439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1731673197038937475&amp;postID=4576348875704803439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/4576348875704803439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/4576348875704803439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/2008/09/another-day-another-country.html' title='Another day, another country.'/><author><name>Threnodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766332738836306113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zSZ5zQcO6s/SUqrROePLNI/AAAAAAAABho/6SXRMkOCJsk/S220/girlnerdfacevector.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1731673197038937475.post-3859193796046851183</id><published>2008-08-20T14:13:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T15:22:27.600-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's exercise. It's been too long.</title><summary type='text'>"Fool!" Dr. Klein spat. "I told you to have everything taken care of by the time I arrived. If Meredith sees this mess she'll--""I'll what, love?" Meredith strode into the room. "Kill you? No, darling, I care little for your ... experiments. Just see that it's clean for the party tonight." Dr. Klein seethed quietly and turned away from his wife. Dr. Klein's befuddled assistant, Horace, started </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/feeds/3859193796046851183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1731673197038937475&amp;postID=3859193796046851183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/3859193796046851183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/3859193796046851183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/2008/08/lets-excersize-its-been-too-long.html' title='Let&apos;s exercise. It&apos;s been too long.'/><author><name>Threnodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766332738836306113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zSZ5zQcO6s/SUqrROePLNI/AAAAAAAABho/6SXRMkOCJsk/S220/girlnerdfacevector.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1731673197038937475.post-6292830477101593211</id><published>2008-08-15T10:15:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T10:27:47.065-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The internet, she is full of bees</title><summary type='text'>Okay, so I'm not going to talk about bees. Instead, at the behest of a friend, I am going to explain to you situations in which I think racism is okay.Scenario 1:Black guy: You there! You opened your door into my car and scratched the paint on purpose! You did it because I am black!White guy: Sir, I have never seen you before in my life.Black guy: I'm calling my lawyer!Scenario 2:Hispanic woman: </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/feeds/6292830477101593211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1731673197038937475&amp;postID=6292830477101593211' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/6292830477101593211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/6292830477101593211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/2008/08/internet-she-is-full-of-bees.html' title='The internet, she is full of bees'/><author><name>Threnodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766332738836306113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zSZ5zQcO6s/SUqrROePLNI/AAAAAAAABho/6SXRMkOCJsk/S220/girlnerdfacevector.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1731673197038937475.post-7093477779572098772</id><published>2008-08-12T08:48:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T09:14:00.129-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ASOT'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Armin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concert'/><title type='text'>unF unF unF unF</title><summary type='text'>Dance until you pass out. That's my motto from now on at any live Armin Van Buuren shows. What do you even call a techno show? Is it a rave? There were certainly ravers present. I'm pretty sure the table next to us was doing drug deals.I thought I had "slutted" myself up enough with a somewhat low-cut shirt, but I was NOTHING compared to some of the shit we saw. Scrawny, coked-out hooker-looking </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/feeds/7093477779572098772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1731673197038937475&amp;postID=7093477779572098772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/7093477779572098772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/7093477779572098772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/2008/08/unf-unf-unf-unf.html' title='unF unF unF unF'/><author><name>Threnodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766332738836306113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zSZ5zQcO6s/SUqrROePLNI/AAAAAAAABho/6SXRMkOCJsk/S220/girlnerdfacevector.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1731673197038937475.post-958093615044750375</id><published>2008-07-28T09:07:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T09:50:10.142-05:00</updated><title type='text'>He uses it in the bathtub...</title><summary type='text'>I'm talking about the word "eureka," which has been attributed to Archimedes when he stepped into his bathtub and discovered water displacement. ::themoreyouknow::I somewhat hope the idea for the show Eureka (on the Sci Fi channel). How in the world did this show go under my radar for 2 seasons? The third season starts tomorrow. OI!Basically, it's a show about a town full of geniuses who mostly </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/feeds/958093615044750375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1731673197038937475&amp;postID=958093615044750375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/958093615044750375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/958093615044750375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/2008/07/he-uses-it-in-bathtub.html' title='He uses it in the bathtub...'/><author><name>Threnodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766332738836306113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zSZ5zQcO6s/SUqrROePLNI/AAAAAAAABho/6SXRMkOCJsk/S220/girlnerdfacevector.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1731673197038937475.post-8854417580003590753</id><published>2008-07-18T07:56:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T08:54:30.918-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And I'll whisper, "No."</title><summary type='text'>OMGOMGOMGOMG Watchmen trailer was awesome last night. I mean .... the Batman movie was great too, but OMGOMGOMG Dr. Manhattan is absolutely perfect. The Comedian is spot on. Rorschach's mask is just right. The scene on mars with the thing and the pointy shinies and the pretty lady and the AAAAAAHHHHHH I NEED IT NOW.It was really more a teaser than a full trailer, but there was enough of it to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/feeds/8854417580003590753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1731673197038937475&amp;postID=8854417580003590753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/8854417580003590753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/8854417580003590753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/2008/07/ill-look-down-and-whisper-no.html' title='And I&apos;ll whisper, &quot;No.&quot;'/><author><name>Threnodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766332738836306113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zSZ5zQcO6s/SUqrROePLNI/AAAAAAAABho/6SXRMkOCJsk/S220/girlnerdfacevector.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1731673197038937475.post-6296051748425844986</id><published>2008-07-14T09:40:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T11:03:43.720-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Everyone's a little bit racist!</title><summary type='text'>So Friday, Sal, Chrissie, and I met a racist old woman. She referred to black people as the N-word, and as "big ape-men." How ... quaint... Oi. She was super nice other than that. Nothing terribly interesting other than that for Friday...Saturday was the busiest day ever. Pedicure/manicure to get ready for Avenue Q and mah pretty black dress, then I had a few minutes to chill before I met </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/feeds/6296051748425844986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1731673197038937475&amp;postID=6296051748425844986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/6296051748425844986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/6296051748425844986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/2008/07/everyones-little-bit-racist.html' title='Everyone&apos;s a little bit racist!'/><author><name>Threnodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766332738836306113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zSZ5zQcO6s/SUqrROePLNI/AAAAAAAABho/6SXRMkOCJsk/S220/girlnerdfacevector.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1731673197038937475.post-4997081077657667537</id><published>2008-07-09T09:11:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T09:28:19.883-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Explosions both great and small</title><summary type='text'>Ahhh fireworks. Greatest of all Chinese inventions. That might be a lie.So what is new? Oh! I got to experience the magic of terrifying explosions set off just a few feet from my chair. That was a first. I still have no idea what any of the fireworks are called, but the show was fun just the same (except for the REALLY BRIGHT and REALLY LOUD fireworks). I also got to take Maizieface to my parents</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/feeds/4997081077657667537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1731673197038937475&amp;postID=4997081077657667537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/4997081077657667537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/4997081077657667537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/2008/07/explosions-both-great-and-small.html' title='Explosions both great and small'/><author><name>Threnodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766332738836306113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zSZ5zQcO6s/SUqrROePLNI/AAAAAAAABho/6SXRMkOCJsk/S220/girlnerdfacevector.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1731673197038937475.post-4411786074657422914</id><published>2008-07-01T13:12:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T13:35:38.934-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Glug glug, squish squish.</title><summary type='text'>Jellyfish!I saw some! Over there! Guys? Hey guys?I discovered my limit for prolonged activity in the heat: it is 1.5 hours at an aquarium. The Dallas World Aquarium has a lot of nifty things, and I enjoyed it quite a bit. However, remind me not to cut it quite so close next time. Call me crazy, but I really like having solid plans. I liked the idea of riding to Dallas on the train to go to the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/feeds/4411786074657422914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1731673197038937475&amp;postID=4411786074657422914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/4411786074657422914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/4411786074657422914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/2008/07/glug-glug-squish-squish.html' title='Glug glug, squish squish.'/><author><name>Threnodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766332738836306113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zSZ5zQcO6s/SUqrROePLNI/AAAAAAAABho/6SXRMkOCJsk/S220/girlnerdfacevector.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1731673197038937475.post-4677847779040558244</id><published>2008-06-26T10:43:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T10:52:43.349-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Shut up already!</title><summary type='text'>With the sales of the RadioShack waterfront campus to Tarrant County College, employees in attendance at yesterday's company-wide meeting asked only the most pertinent questions:Will we still have nacho Friday?Can I still have a chair?When TCC moves in, will we still have air conditioning?Will we still be allowed to turn on the lights?Can we still use the E-mails?What will happen to the internet </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/feeds/4677847779040558244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1731673197038937475&amp;postID=4677847779040558244' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/4677847779040558244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/4677847779040558244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/2008/06/shut-up-already.html' title='Shut up already!'/><author><name>Threnodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766332738836306113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zSZ5zQcO6s/SUqrROePLNI/AAAAAAAABho/6SXRMkOCJsk/S220/girlnerdfacevector.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1731673197038937475.post-4375628745525106631</id><published>2008-06-18T11:42:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T11:45:57.367-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Still not much to report.Played PowerStone last Saturday night with Brian and Cody.Now I have sinus problems for the second time this year, and have decided to break down and go to the doctor tomorrow.  The human body is both awesome and craptastic. Boo for germs.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/feeds/4375628745525106631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1731673197038937475&amp;postID=4375628745525106631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/4375628745525106631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/4375628745525106631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/2008/06/still-not-much-to-report.html' title=''/><author><name>Threnodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766332738836306113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zSZ5zQcO6s/SUqrROePLNI/AAAAAAAABho/6SXRMkOCJsk/S220/girlnerdfacevector.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1731673197038937475.post-2129021010607225825</id><published>2008-06-11T10:55:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T11:01:01.457-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I haven't got much to report at the moment, but I would like to mention briefly that I CRAVE Indian food again. I miss its gentle caress as it slides into my mouth.Also, I'd like to introduce you to de-rez. Oh my.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/feeds/2129021010607225825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1731673197038937475&amp;postID=2129021010607225825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/2129021010607225825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/2129021010607225825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-havent-got-much-to-report-at-moment.html' title=''/><author><name>Threnodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766332738836306113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zSZ5zQcO6s/SUqrROePLNI/AAAAAAAABho/6SXRMkOCJsk/S220/girlnerdfacevector.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1731673197038937475.post-7559379594100315630</id><published>2008-06-02T09:19:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T09:33:48.312-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A-Kon 19 = Success!</title><summary type='text'>Mornin', Internets. It's Monday, and I don't want it to be Monday. I'd like it to still be Weekend, so I could spend a bit longer at A-Kon.As my new profile pictar suggests, I ran into Nabeshin (Watanabe Shinichi) in the Komik market, and poked Cody until he got off the phone and got in the picture. Well, originally I just wanted him to TAKE the picture, but Nabeshin's translator/PR agent/</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/feeds/7559379594100315630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1731673197038937475&amp;postID=7559379594100315630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/7559379594100315630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/7559379594100315630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/2008/06/kon-19-success.html' title='A-Kon 19 = Success!'/><author><name>Threnodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766332738836306113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zSZ5zQcO6s/SUqrROePLNI/AAAAAAAABho/6SXRMkOCJsk/S220/girlnerdfacevector.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1731673197038937475.post-6071659225407770488</id><published>2008-05-20T08:17:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T08:41:46.482-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Most awkward audition ever</title><summary type='text'>Well it's been more than a week since I tried my throat at voice acting, and let me tell you...it was the most awkward thing in the world.I was told to park at the left door, so that's what I did. The guard inside was unhelpful at best, and didn't give a crap whether I knew what was going on or not. Apparently, a little binder at the entrance was supposed to give me character background and a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/feeds/6071659225407770488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1731673197038937475&amp;postID=6071659225407770488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/6071659225407770488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/6071659225407770488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/2008/05/most-awkward-audition-ever.html' title='Most awkward audition ever'/><author><name>Threnodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766332738836306113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zSZ5zQcO6s/SUqrROePLNI/AAAAAAAABho/6SXRMkOCJsk/S220/girlnerdfacevector.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1731673197038937475.post-4062012755978525127</id><published>2008-05-09T13:31:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T13:44:22.563-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh yeah, my ME blog...</title><summary type='text'>I've been so busy lately it's hard to focus on anything! LET'S GLOOVY!So I have now finished three "TheGirlNerd" podcasts. I'm excited about being TheGirlNerd. Now I need to figure out how to get listeners. There are anime podcasts that have been around a LOT longer than me, and who have more than just the one cohost. What I need to do is get a roommate or boyfriend or something who likes anime, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/feeds/4062012755978525127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1731673197038937475&amp;postID=4062012755978525127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/4062012755978525127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/4062012755978525127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/2008/05/oh-yeah-my-me-blog.html' title='Oh yeah, my ME blog...'/><author><name>Threnodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766332738836306113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zSZ5zQcO6s/SUqrROePLNI/AAAAAAAABho/6SXRMkOCJsk/S220/girlnerdfacevector.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1731673197038937475.post-3495694428450392498</id><published>2008-04-28T07:20:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T07:44:20.501-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I've been busy lately! After receiving the news that my friend was leaving her husband, most of my friends decided that said husband needed cheering up, so I spent way too much time with a beer in my hand over the last week. I need to find a bar as awesome as Gingerman, but with regular alcohol selections. Beer is tasty, but a bit filling.Friday I saw that Jet Li/Jackie Chan movie (I refuse to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/feeds/3495694428450392498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1731673197038937475&amp;postID=3495694428450392498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/3495694428450392498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/3495694428450392498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/2008/04/ive-been-busy-lately-after-receiving.html' title=''/><author><name>Threnodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766332738836306113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zSZ5zQcO6s/SUqrROePLNI/AAAAAAAABho/6SXRMkOCJsk/S220/girlnerdfacevector.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1731673197038937475.post-8595306095785551610</id><published>2008-04-17T08:34:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T08:38:42.383-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The best laid plans of mice and....</title><summary type='text'>Good morning, blahg readers (all two of you). I'm just writing in to report the acquisition of a new family member. Maizie! She's the little puppeh in my profile picture. She's so cute. Scared of everything, but super cute. She's getting over her shyness, and her idea of playtime is to rub her face all over my hand while I attempt to scratch whatever surface is available.In between puppy snuggles</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/feeds/8595306095785551610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1731673197038937475&amp;postID=8595306095785551610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/8595306095785551610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/8595306095785551610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/2008/04/best-laid-plans-of-mice-and.html' title='The best laid plans of mice and....'/><author><name>Threnodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766332738836306113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zSZ5zQcO6s/SUqrROePLNI/AAAAAAAABho/6SXRMkOCJsk/S220/girlnerdfacevector.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1731673197038937475.post-7181589110024773160</id><published>2008-04-10T08:16:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T08:32:01.850-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meat'/><title type='text'>Oh the Meat-manity!</title><summary type='text'>Yay! I forgot to post about this earlier, but I've had an exciting dining experience!As you may or may not know, everyone's good friend Russ came back from Japan last week. By way of reintroduction to Fat American Society, my friends and I decided to take him to Texas de Brazil. If you don't have a clue what that is, allow me to simplify with a picture.Ahem. MEEEEEEEAT. I stole that image from </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/feeds/7181589110024773160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1731673197038937475&amp;postID=7181589110024773160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/7181589110024773160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/7181589110024773160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/2008/04/oh-meat-manity.html' title='Oh the Meat-manity!'/><author><name>Threnodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766332738836306113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zSZ5zQcO6s/SUqrROePLNI/AAAAAAAABho/6SXRMkOCJsk/S220/girlnerdfacevector.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1731673197038937475.post-564656623703842812</id><published>2008-04-01T08:42:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T09:33:36.038-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a sweet transvestite...</title><summary type='text'>That's right! The Eddie Izzard show was last night. Everyone's favorite NOT GAY British transvestite was on top of his game last night. Here's a brief review:Eddie started out by engaging the crowd, asking them questions in what he called "reverse school." ("You tell me the answer, and I say it back to you as if I knew it all along!") He had us all rolling right off the bat. One of the greatest </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/feeds/564656623703842812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1731673197038937475&amp;postID=564656623703842812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/564656623703842812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/564656623703842812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/2008/04/just-sweet-transvestite.html' title='Just a sweet transvestite...'/><author><name>Threnodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766332738836306113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zSZ5zQcO6s/SUqrROePLNI/AAAAAAAABho/6SXRMkOCJsk/S220/girlnerdfacevector.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1731673197038937475.post-3341104275080545466</id><published>2008-03-31T08:43:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T09:04:41.438-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's actually just a two-day weekend...</title><summary type='text'>Good morning, nonexistant readers.I went and saw Four Day Weekend on Friday night, and they were the funniest I'd seen in quite some time! The show is very hit-or-miss, as they are improv comedy and will not always be on their game. They had a lot of fun at some audience members' expense, including a very weird bachelorette party in the front row, and a very loud, penis-obsessed drunk man in the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/feeds/3341104275080545466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1731673197038937475&amp;postID=3341104275080545466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/3341104275080545466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/3341104275080545466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/2008/03/good-morning-nonexistant-readers.html' title='It&apos;s actually just a two-day weekend...'/><author><name>Threnodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766332738836306113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zSZ5zQcO6s/SUqrROePLNI/AAAAAAAABho/6SXRMkOCJsk/S220/girlnerdfacevector.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1731673197038937475.post-7629473881984518693</id><published>2008-03-24T07:52:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T07:32:32.205-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't remember...</title><summary type='text'>Friday night I went out with the girls to an Indian restaurant in Fort Worth. That's right! I went to the no-no place on Brian's list. I don't know what's wrong with Brian. That place is fantastic! The Naan was fluffy delish, the dipping sauces tasted fresh, and the Chicken Korma was absolutely excellent. I think Shannon and I were the only ones who had previously tasted the awesomeness that is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/feeds/7629473881984518693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1731673197038937475&amp;postID=7629473881984518693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/7629473881984518693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/7629473881984518693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-cant-remember.html' title='I can&apos;t remember...'/><author><name>Threnodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766332738836306113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zSZ5zQcO6s/SUqrROePLNI/AAAAAAAABho/6SXRMkOCJsk/S220/girlnerdfacevector.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1731673197038937475.post-1120346087403848730</id><published>2008-03-19T07:44:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T07:27:43.195-05:00</updated><title type='text'>FLAKEbook</title><summary type='text'>Well, last night was supposed to be super cool. My lady friends and gentleman friends were all going to get together at the gingerman for a drink and a sammich. Unfortunately just me and my gentleman friends arrived, so as usual, I was the only girl in a sea of men. One friend was vocally and loudly upset about there being no "tail" present.Now you might be thinking: Threnodee...why are you so </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/feeds/1120346087403848730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1731673197038937475&amp;postID=1120346087403848730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/1120346087403848730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/1120346087403848730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/2008/03/flakebook.html' title='FLAKEbook'/><author><name>Threnodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766332738836306113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zSZ5zQcO6s/SUqrROePLNI/AAAAAAAABho/6SXRMkOCJsk/S220/girlnerdfacevector.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1731673197038937475.post-6494816163846727240</id><published>2008-03-16T16:42:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T09:00:14.756-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I slept on a pillow once.</title><summary type='text'>So the pillows played in Austin at SXSW last night.THE PILLOWS PLAYED IN AUSTIN. Ahem. So we got there 4 hours early, as originally planned, but there was exactly NO activity out in front of the Elysium, so we popped next door to grab a beer and listen to live music. Every so often we ventured outside (you could come and go if you were over 21) and wandered the streets of downtown Austin. There </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/feeds/6494816163846727240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1731673197038937475&amp;postID=6494816163846727240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/6494816163846727240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/6494816163846727240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-slept-on-pillow-once.html' title='I slept on a pillow once.'/><author><name>Threnodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766332738836306113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zSZ5zQcO6s/SUqrROePLNI/AAAAAAAABho/6SXRMkOCJsk/S220/girlnerdfacevector.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1731673197038937475.post-7701781138201711783</id><published>2008-03-14T08:51:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T09:17:18.262-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Way to further the Irish stereotype...</title><summary type='text'>Good morning, internet-ziens! It's a mighty PAYDAY and I'm flush in the pocket once more.  I've also discovered that I am finally completely financially stable, and do not have to rely on my parents for one single iota of money. That said, I will forever be in their debt for helping me to not be in student-loan-hell, and for teaching me the correct way to accrue money.This weekend is going to be </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/feeds/7701781138201711783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1731673197038937475&amp;postID=7701781138201711783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/7701781138201711783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/7701781138201711783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/2008/03/way-to-further-irish-stereotype.html' title='Way to further the Irish stereotype...'/><author><name>Threnodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766332738836306113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zSZ5zQcO6s/SUqrROePLNI/AAAAAAAABho/6SXRMkOCJsk/S220/girlnerdfacevector.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1731673197038937475.post-2822009272742992289</id><published>2008-02-29T09:10:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T09:15:59.162-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Leap for joy!</title><summary type='text'>Happy Leap Year/Friday/Pay day!According to my Google Calendar, the next Friday leap day will be in 2036. According to some other website on the interwebs, it will be in 2408. I am not sure who is right, but I told my coworker we could start a bet. If he is still here (read: if I am dumb enough to stick around) in 2036, and I am wrong, I will probably owe him some moneys.In the meantime, today is</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/feeds/2822009272742992289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1731673197038937475&amp;postID=2822009272742992289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/2822009272742992289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/2822009272742992289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/2008/02/leap-for-joy.html' title='Leap for joy!'/><author><name>Threnodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766332738836306113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zSZ5zQcO6s/SUqrROePLNI/AAAAAAAABho/6SXRMkOCJsk/S220/girlnerdfacevector.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1731673197038937475.post-8272348143065400558</id><published>2008-02-25T08:23:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T08:29:44.501-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Luck 'o' the Pot</title><summary type='text'>Saturday night, my friends and I decided to hold a Potluck. The theme was generally Asian, but we got a variety of things. There were chicken wings seasoned with unagi and teriyaki sauce (AMAZING), savory beef chunks with a citrus kick, some fried sushi rice, ramen salad, and some bowls of mousse for dessert! Mmmmmmm.Ok really that's all I had, but I wanted to brag on my friends for creating an </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/feeds/8272348143065400558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1731673197038937475&amp;postID=8272348143065400558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/8272348143065400558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/8272348143065400558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/2008/02/luck-o-pot.html' title='Luck &apos;o&apos; the Pot'/><author><name>Threnodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766332738836306113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zSZ5zQcO6s/SUqrROePLNI/AAAAAAAABho/6SXRMkOCJsk/S220/girlnerdfacevector.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1731673197038937475.post-5661638509470560828</id><published>2008-01-29T15:36:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T15:43:58.680-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Greasylicious</title><summary type='text'>With only a couple of days left in January, I realize I've neglected my blog. I'm bad at blogs. But here goes.Do you enjoy the delicious foodstuffs known as Chicken Carbonara? It comes in sandwich form from Quizznos, and a little while ago, I discovered its best form  yet. Pizza.A local place known as Rocco's Wood Fired Pizza specializes in weird pizzas, one of which is my favorite Chicken </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/feeds/5661638509470560828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1731673197038937475&amp;postID=5661638509470560828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/5661638509470560828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/5661638509470560828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/2008/01/greasylicious.html' title='Greasylicious'/><author><name>Threnodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766332738836306113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zSZ5zQcO6s/SUqrROePLNI/AAAAAAAABho/6SXRMkOCJsk/S220/girlnerdfacevector.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1731673197038937475.post-9071029458456395419</id><published>2008-01-19T22:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T22:49:02.358-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Play a little quieter, please.</title><summary type='text'>So! Tonight was Play! at the Bass Hall. The evening started out well enough, with friends and good food at Cantina Laredo. That place is really tasty, but a little too expensive if you ask me. I give it a score of "Meeeeh try it once."But on to the symphony. We arrived and I immediately knew I should not have come. Cosplayers. A huge group of them. Directly in front of us. There were people in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/feeds/9071029458456395419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1731673197038937475&amp;postID=9071029458456395419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/9071029458456395419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/9071029458456395419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/2008/01/play-little-quieter-please.html' title='Play a little quieter, please.'/><author><name>Threnodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766332738836306113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zSZ5zQcO6s/SUqrROePLNI/AAAAAAAABho/6SXRMkOCJsk/S220/girlnerdfacevector.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1731673197038937475.post-6140214880427460454</id><published>2008-01-07T13:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T14:06:48.864-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Poem for the pup</title><summary type='text'>Gather 'round bloggers, for a story to hear'Bout a girl and a dog and a grand New YearBirthday parties and new years, let's celebrate rightAnd lift spirits and glasses all through the night.Come along home in the wee of the mornTo find much excitement instead of expected scorn.Wee pup was excited to see her faux-masterAnd tore out of her cage so that she could pee faster.Facing the facts, the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/feeds/6140214880427460454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1731673197038937475&amp;postID=6140214880427460454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/6140214880427460454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/6140214880427460454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/2008/01/poem-for-pup.html' title='Poem for the pup'/><author><name>Threnodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766332738836306113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zSZ5zQcO6s/SUqrROePLNI/AAAAAAAABho/6SXRMkOCJsk/S220/girlnerdfacevector.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1731673197038937475.post-5041110461619472027</id><published>2007-12-27T13:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T13:38:34.920-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><title type='text'>Merry Holidays!</title><summary type='text'>Ahhh yes. I may have taken a short break from the blog, but I had an even shorter break from work. Most everyone around here is gone until after January 1st. It's very quiet around here, but also very dull. There is no work to be done at ALL.So! I spent Christmas with my parents, grandma (local), cousin (+husband and twin 4-year-olds, up from San Antonio), aunt (+husband, local), uncle (+wife, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/feeds/5041110461619472027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1731673197038937475&amp;postID=5041110461619472027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/5041110461619472027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/5041110461619472027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/2007/12/merry-holidays.html' title='Merry Holidays!'/><author><name>Threnodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766332738836306113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zSZ5zQcO6s/SUqrROePLNI/AAAAAAAABho/6SXRMkOCJsk/S220/girlnerdfacevector.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1731673197038937475.post-7396885141268880291</id><published>2007-12-11T13:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T14:06:10.166-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Neither food nor event. Please ignore.</title><summary type='text'>I'm rather bored at work today, so I started going through my brain and remembering websites I visited once or twice and then forgot.www.freeburmarangers.orgThe part of me that still cares about humanity wishes someone would put a stop to that murderous dictatorship and let the elected leadership take its rightful place at the head of the Burmese government.  There is another part of me, however,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/feeds/7396885141268880291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1731673197038937475&amp;postID=7396885141268880291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/7396885141268880291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/7396885141268880291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/2007/12/neither-food-nor-event-please-ignore.html' title='Neither food nor event. Please ignore.'/><author><name>Threnodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766332738836306113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zSZ5zQcO6s/SUqrROePLNI/AAAAAAAABho/6SXRMkOCJsk/S220/girlnerdfacevector.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1731673197038937475.post-4023345064075544916</id><published>2007-12-07T07:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T08:07:55.248-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pretty Lights, tasty bites</title><summary type='text'>Last night, as I drove home, I took a different way back from the Super Target and ended up lost in a slightly wealthier neighborhood. I'd just like to say that people with a lot of money sure do know how to string Christmas lights. I mean.. do they hire someone to do this or are they just inherently awesome at it? It is a great mystery to me, because I know if *I* suddenly came into a large sum </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/feeds/4023345064075544916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1731673197038937475&amp;postID=4023345064075544916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/4023345064075544916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/4023345064075544916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/2007/12/pretty-lights.html' title='Pretty Lights, tasty bites'/><author><name>Threnodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766332738836306113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zSZ5zQcO6s/SUqrROePLNI/AAAAAAAABho/6SXRMkOCJsk/S220/girlnerdfacevector.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1731673197038937475.post-6561624066465935373</id><published>2007-11-27T08:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T08:35:31.935-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving, chili, and fire</title><summary type='text'>Good morning! Happy Holidays! I was going to post around Thanksgiving, but I haven't been motivated as such. You know how reptiles stop being active when it's cold? I begin to wonder if I am not the same. It got down into the 30s last weekend, which is awesome, but I'm stubborn about turning on my heater, so I got to look like a big poofy marshmallow in my blankets and fuzzy things!Anyway! So we </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/feeds/6561624066465935373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1731673197038937475&amp;postID=6561624066465935373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/6561624066465935373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/6561624066465935373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/2007/11/thanksgiving-chili-and-fire.html' title='Thanksgiving, chili, and fire'/><author><name>Threnodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766332738836306113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zSZ5zQcO6s/SUqrROePLNI/AAAAAAAABho/6SXRMkOCJsk/S220/girlnerdfacevector.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1731673197038937475.post-5714806265598165039</id><published>2007-11-21T08:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T09:03:37.469-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Spiraling Out of Control</title><summary type='text'>I forgot to post again. Bonk. Sorry.So Sunday afternoon, Leah (http://chappaboogie.blogspot.com/) invited James,  Frye, and me out for a lunch with her mother at a vegan restaurant called Spiral Diner. It should be noted that none of us are vegan, or even vegetarian. So keep that in mind.The "greeter" at Spiral Diner is a statue of a robot thing made of a steel cage entwined with wood. (Oh how </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/feeds/5714806265598165039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1731673197038937475&amp;postID=5714806265598165039' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/5714806265598165039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/5714806265598165039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/2007/11/spiraling-out-of-control.html' title='Spiraling Out of Control'/><author><name>Threnodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766332738836306113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zSZ5zQcO6s/SUqrROePLNI/AAAAAAAABho/6SXRMkOCJsk/S220/girlnerdfacevector.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1731673197038937475.post-5565176914170424154</id><published>2007-11-18T11:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T12:03:32.681-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Nihonryoori o tabemasen :(</title><summary type='text'>Alas and misfortune!Mikado Japanese restaurant is no more. An attempted trip to my favorite Japanese place (read: only place with good yakisoba) last night forced me to turn instead to Taverna, which is Italian. I picked at some seafood ricotta with broccoli and sun-dried tomatoes, but the cream sauce just wasn't what I wanted last night. The bread at Taverna was quite tasty, and the waiter was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/feeds/5565176914170424154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1731673197038937475&amp;postID=5565176914170424154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/5565176914170424154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/5565176914170424154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/2007/11/nihonryoori-o-tabemasen.html' title='Nihonryoori o tabemasen :('/><author><name>Threnodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766332738836306113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zSZ5zQcO6s/SUqrROePLNI/AAAAAAAABho/6SXRMkOCJsk/S220/girlnerdfacevector.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1731673197038937475.post-7685678785561736842</id><published>2007-11-16T11:06:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T11:10:24.435-06:00</updated><title type='text'>FTC in the 'House.</title><summary type='text'>I'm making a note hereHUGE SUCCESS.I introduced my dad to the Bangkok House place last night. I think he was pleased. FTC was out in full force, scolding us for not eating everything, and threatening us playfully in broken English. "You betta take that home, or I gon' cry and hit you with spatula!" The mute came by and tried to speak words, but they weren't words. They were noises. So there you </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/feeds/7685678785561736842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1731673197038937475&amp;postID=7685678785561736842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/7685678785561736842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/7685678785561736842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/2007/11/ftc-in-house.html' title='FTC in the &apos;House.'/><author><name>Threnodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766332738836306113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zSZ5zQcO6s/SUqrROePLNI/AAAAAAAABho/6SXRMkOCJsk/S220/girlnerdfacevector.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1731673197038937475.post-2038460279091799552</id><published>2007-11-12T12:55:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T12:59:47.992-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The most gorgeous day ever.</title><summary type='text'>Good afternoon, Internet Denizens. I'm writing on this happy Monday to report that I have the the best lunchtime view ever. The only thing that mars the landscape is the horrid squealing of geese/ducks. It may be almost 80, but who cares? I'm sitting on a porch in the shade, overlooking trees, a grassy field, and a river. There's a soft breeze blowing--not enough to muss my hair, but enough to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/feeds/2038460279091799552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1731673197038937475&amp;postID=2038460279091799552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/2038460279091799552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/2038460279091799552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/2007/11/most-gorgeous-day-ever.html' title='The most gorgeous day ever.'/><author><name>Threnodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766332738836306113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zSZ5zQcO6s/SUqrROePLNI/AAAAAAAABho/6SXRMkOCJsk/S220/girlnerdfacevector.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1731673197038937475.post-697193628812621910</id><published>2007-11-11T08:39:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T13:02:57.586-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Spices Must Flow (and be spicy)</title><summary type='text'>This weekend marked the first time since I went to Orlando (before this blog's conception) that I had good Indian food. Saturday afternoon, Morgan, Brian, and I all piled into James' car and journeyed to the faraway land of Plano (I think. It's all fuzzy up there once I get past the Grapevine Mills Mall.) to a place called Sitar. By the time we got there and into the restaurant, my stomach was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/feeds/697193628812621910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1731673197038937475&amp;postID=697193628812621910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/697193628812621910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/697193628812621910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/2007/11/spices-must-flow-and-be-spicy.html' title='The Spices Must Flow (and be spicy)'/><author><name>Threnodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766332738836306113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zSZ5zQcO6s/SUqrROePLNI/AAAAAAAABho/6SXRMkOCJsk/S220/girlnerdfacevector.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1731673197038937475.post-3396944739428265742</id><published>2007-11-05T08:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T09:03:21.119-06:00</updated><title type='text'>They need 'E' on the end of everything.</title><summary type='text'>Good morning, and welcome to another edition of How...inappropriate. Today is this writer's birthday, and I'm feelin fancy in quite a fancy mood!Yesterday my family and I ventured to the magical land of Stinktown (Dallas, TX...no offense aunt Brandy) to celebrate my birthday! It was planned somewhat last-minute, so I did not get to pick where I ate. Luckily, I have similar restaurant taste with </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/feeds/3396944739428265742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1731673197038937475&amp;postID=3396944739428265742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/3396944739428265742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/3396944739428265742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/2007/11/they-need-e-on-end-of-everything.html' title='They need &apos;E&apos; on the end of everything.'/><author><name>Threnodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766332738836306113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zSZ5zQcO6s/SUqrROePLNI/AAAAAAAABho/6SXRMkOCJsk/S220/girlnerdfacevector.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1731673197038937475.post-2849532754793049076</id><published>2007-11-04T10:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T13:18:24.864-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Liquor doesn't make it okay.</title><summary type='text'>So yesterday was eventful. I went to lunch with James and his friend Jeff (the foreigner from California) and bought a new anime while I was out. In the evening, I went as arm candy to the annual Marine Corps Birthday Ball. Technically, the birthday is Nov. 10th, but apparently the hotel was booked then.When we arrived at the hotel, there were maybe 100 people milling about down in the ballroom </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/feeds/2849532754793049076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1731673197038937475&amp;postID=2849532754793049076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/2849532754793049076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/2849532754793049076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/2007/11/liquor-doesnt-make-it-okay.html' title='Liquor doesn&apos;t make it okay.'/><author><name>Threnodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766332738836306113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zSZ5zQcO6s/SUqrROePLNI/AAAAAAAABho/6SXRMkOCJsk/S220/girlnerdfacevector.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1731673197038937475.post-3486399285355593955</id><published>2007-11-02T08:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T09:13:59.533-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thai Food</title><summary type='text'>Last night, I trekked to Bangkok House Thai Food Restaurant. I will start by saying "sweet jeebus, the food is so good."I entered and was told to sit anywhere by a kindly, older-looking gentleman.  I decided to get the weekly special, which happened to be my favorite Thai dish: Peanut curry pork. I enjoyed the quiet time (read: i wasn't at work) and people-watched while I waited. This proved </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/feeds/3486399285355593955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1731673197038937475&amp;postID=3486399285355593955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/3486399285355593955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/3486399285355593955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/2007/11/thai-food.html' title='Thai Food'/><author><name>Threnodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766332738836306113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zSZ5zQcO6s/SUqrROePLNI/AAAAAAAABho/6SXRMkOCJsk/S220/girlnerdfacevector.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1731673197038937475.post-3038641652419549422</id><published>2007-10-27T11:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T11:08:50.222-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Inauguration of Genius</title><summary type='text'>Good afternoon, fellow internet denizens. I extend my hand in warmest greeting. Please enfold me in warmth and hugs. I will begin posting sometime today. For now, however, I am distracted by something shiny over THERE!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/feeds/3038641652419549422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1731673197038937475&amp;postID=3038641652419549422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/3038641652419549422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731673197038937475/posts/default/3038641652419549422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threnodee.blogspot.com/2007/10/inauguration-of-genius.html' title='Inauguration of Genius'/><author><name>Threnodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766332738836306113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zSZ5zQcO6s/SUqrROePLNI/AAAAAAAABho/6SXRMkOCJsk/S220/girlnerdfacevector.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
