<?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-8248014320834604409</id><updated>2011-07-28T14:41:10.417-04:00</updated><title type='text'>BatGirl Knits</title><subtitle type='html'>Moving on from Livejournal back to Blogger. The true story of a girl, 2 cats, 1 dog and her knitting. A transplant from the South to New Hampshire who is desperately looking to move back to a warmer clime -- all the while looking for the one who, though may not be Mr. Right, is perfect for me. My job is stressful (don't ask), but I enjoy it. Currently just enjoying the ride.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>BatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16512720115317147389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>109</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8248014320834604409.post-4244859828145518114</id><published>2008-03-25T21:43:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T21:44:50.987-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving on out</title><summary type='text'>Well, if it ain't one free site after another . . . Hey you guys -- I've moved!Check me out HERE!Cookies for those who know which movie I've quoted &gt;; )</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/feeds/4244859828145518114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8248014320834604409&amp;postID=4244859828145518114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/4244859828145518114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/4244859828145518114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/2008/03/moving-on-out.html' title='Moving on out'/><author><name>BatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16512720115317147389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8248014320834604409.post-1928492655264064261</id><published>2008-03-25T18:56:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T18:56:35.492-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>every so often someone comes along who steals your heart, and all you can hope for is that you or nobody else screws it up, because life after losing that person is like the world without the sun, pointless and worthless</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/feeds/1928492655264064261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8248014320834604409&amp;postID=1928492655264064261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/1928492655264064261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/1928492655264064261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/2008/03/every-so-often-someone-comes-along-who.html' title=''/><author><name>BatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16512720115317147389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8248014320834604409.post-1491850655489719270</id><published>2008-03-23T14:51:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T14:51:46.987-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You Are Pretty Happy Being SingleYou have a full, fun life. And you definitely don't need love to be content.Of course, being single can get you down a little. Especially when you've been single for a while.But you know how to be patient and wait for the right person. You're life is too good to settle for anything!Are You Happy Being Single?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/feeds/1491850655489719270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8248014320834604409&amp;postID=1491850655489719270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/1491850655489719270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/1491850655489719270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/2008/03/you-are-pretty-happy-being-single-you.html' title=''/><author><name>BatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16512720115317147389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8248014320834604409.post-2141132879825252645</id><published>2008-03-23T14:50:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T14:50:48.878-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What Heather MeansYou are truly an original person. You have amazing ideas, and the power to carry them out.Success comes rather easily for you... especially in business and academia.Some people find you to be selfish and a bit overbearing. You're a strong person.You are friendly, charming, and warm. You get along with almost everyone.You work hard not to rock the boat. Your easy going attitude </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/feeds/2141132879825252645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8248014320834604409&amp;postID=2141132879825252645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/2141132879825252645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/2141132879825252645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/2008/03/what-heather-means-you-are-truly.html' title=''/><author><name>BatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16512720115317147389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8248014320834604409.post-312586828691150149</id><published>2008-03-15T13:08:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T13:08:45.789-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You Are Bubblegum Flavored GumYou are friendly, outgoing, and energetic.You love life, and you can always find some reason to smile.You are a bit hyper, and you're always looking for your next challenge.You love getting things done - and you are usually on the go.Your confidence and positive attitude makes you a very attractive person.You can be a little flaky at times, but people are able to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/feeds/312586828691150149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8248014320834604409&amp;postID=312586828691150149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/312586828691150149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/312586828691150149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/2008/03/you-are-bubblegum-flavored-gum-you-are.html' title=''/><author><name>BatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16512720115317147389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8248014320834604409.post-2282427289481961612</id><published>2008-03-10T18:50:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T18:50:39.874-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Surely this must be wrong, right?     &gt;; )</title><summary type='text'>You Are Apple GreenYou are almost super-humanly upbeat. You have a very positive energy that surrounds you.And while you are happy go lucky, you're also charmingly assertive.You get what you want, even if you have to persuade those against you to see things your way.Reflective and thoughtful, you know yourself well - and you know that you want out of life.What Color Green Are You?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/feeds/2282427289481961612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8248014320834604409&amp;postID=2282427289481961612' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/2282427289481961612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/2282427289481961612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/2008/03/surely-this-must-be-wrong-right.html' title='Surely this must be wrong, right?     &gt;; )'/><author><name>BatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16512720115317147389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8248014320834604409.post-4350228147705678332</id><published>2008-03-08T23:29:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T23:38:56.643-05:00</updated><title type='text'>fed up</title><summary type='text'>Today was a wash.I had to get up early to take Thyroid kitty to the vet -- needed to check and see whether the medication was working. I got there early in the hopes I'd get out early. No such luck. In fact, little diva didn't see the vet, she saw only a technician 'cause I couldn't wait any longer. I then had to RUSH to a WW staff meeting in Plaistow, which is 42-miles each way from my house. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/feeds/4350228147705678332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8248014320834604409&amp;postID=4350228147705678332' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/4350228147705678332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/4350228147705678332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/2008/03/fed-up.html' title='fed up'/><author><name>BatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16512720115317147389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8248014320834604409.post-5171117554988711678</id><published>2008-03-01T15:21:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T15:41:09.275-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And I said, "Well, that's the one thing we've got."</title><summary type='text'>There's some sort of flashback meme-thing going on, and though I"m not usually a joiner, I had to participate.My song? "Breakfast at Tiffany's" by Deep Blue Something.I was 18 in 1995, and that fall started college at Syracuse University. I was living in Boland, on floor 8 which was the "quiet lifestyle" girls floor; the floors alternated, so Boland 7 was the guys' quite lifestyle. Needless to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/feeds/5171117554988711678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8248014320834604409&amp;postID=5171117554988711678' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/5171117554988711678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/5171117554988711678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/2008/03/and-i-said-well-thats-one-thing-weve.html' title='And I said, &quot;Well, that&apos;s the one thing we&apos;ve got.&quot;'/><author><name>BatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16512720115317147389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8248014320834604409.post-8554300607210890617</id><published>2008-02-25T20:22:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T20:22:49.648-05:00</updated><title type='text'>stashbuster to do list --</title><summary type='text'>By March 31            Swallowtail Shawl (Alpaca w/ a twist)By April 15            Halfobi (Cascade 220)By TNNA            Nothin’ But a T-Shirt (cotton-ease)By September 15            CPH (Kathamandu Aran)By October 1            Peppermint Swirl (Jaeger Fleece)By November 15            Tree jacket (rip and start over on US 9 – Wool of the Andes)By December 31            Minimalist Cardigan (Wool</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/feeds/8554300607210890617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8248014320834604409&amp;postID=8554300607210890617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/8554300607210890617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/8554300607210890617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/2008/02/stashbuster-to-do-list.html' title='stashbuster to do list --'/><author><name>BatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16512720115317147389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8248014320834604409.post-5821264706762951839</id><published>2008-02-25T20:18:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T20:22:11.598-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Childish fun w/ Google</title><summary type='text'>1.  Heather wants to grab his booty (depends on who the lucky guy is)   2. Heather wants another baby (damn, did I miss the first one? are the drugs that good?)   3. Heather wants to disappear (somedays)   4. Heather wants “hush money” (what are you silencing me for?)   5. Heather wants love (definitely)   6. Heather wants to be my friend (only if you're not thoughtless-jerk-carboy. if you are, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/feeds/5821264706762951839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8248014320834604409&amp;postID=5821264706762951839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/5821264706762951839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/5821264706762951839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/2008/02/childish-fun-w-google.html' title='Childish fun w/ Google'/><author><name>BatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16512720115317147389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8248014320834604409.post-6974155796809679984</id><published>2008-02-20T19:23:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T19:29:25.411-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mecca and not so much</title><summary type='text'>Last Saturday (Feb. 16), Lisa, Steph, Pam, Anne and I all traveled down to Webs. Seriously? Words cannot do this store justice. They have a space-time-warp thingy going on. For reals -- like 2.5-3 hours we lost amidst the yarny-fibery-wooly goodness.First though, we went to Northampton wools. That experience? Not so much the mecca. I did buy 2 hanks of Manos Silk Blend. And was promptly corrected</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/feeds/6974155796809679984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8248014320834604409&amp;postID=6974155796809679984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/6974155796809679984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/6974155796809679984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/2008/02/mecca-and-not-so-much.html' title='Mecca and not so much'/><author><name>BatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16512720115317147389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8248014320834604409.post-2082570637205953301</id><published>2008-02-18T11:16:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T11:25:45.713-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry. Got sidetracked. Real posting will resume next time.</title><summary type='text'>moar humorous picsmoar humorous picsmoar humorous picsmoar humorous picsmoar humorous picsmoar humorous picsmoar humorous picsmoar humorous picsmoar humorous picsmoar humorous picsmoar humorous picsmoar humorous pics</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/feeds/2082570637205953301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8248014320834604409&amp;postID=2082570637205953301' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/2082570637205953301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/2082570637205953301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/2008/02/sorry-got-sidetracked-real-posting-will.html' title='Sorry. Got sidetracked. Real posting will resume next time.'/><author><name>BatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16512720115317147389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8248014320834604409.post-92442397725268032</id><published>2008-02-15T19:25:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T19:25:20.637-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Very Merry Unbirthday to you</title><summary type='text'>      Which Alice in Wonderland character are  YOU?created with QuizFarm.com   You scored as AliceYou scored Alice! You are kind-hearted and curious and give yourself very good advice, but seldom follow it, which leads you into trouble. You always try to be courteous and polite, but you become cross when people speak in nonsense to you and scold them sharply.         Alice         83%Walrus</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/feeds/92442397725268032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8248014320834604409&amp;postID=92442397725268032' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/92442397725268032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/92442397725268032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/2008/02/very-merry-unbirthday-to-you.html' title='A Very Merry Unbirthday to you'/><author><name>BatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16512720115317147389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8248014320834604409.post-2407563554633468428</id><published>2008-02-10T11:28:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T11:28:35.959-05:00</updated><title type='text'>storm</title><summary type='text'>how long have Ibeen in this stormso overwhelmed by the ocean's shapeless formwater's getting harder to treadwith these waves crashing over my headif I could just see youeverything will be alrightif I'd see youthe storminess will turn to lightand I will walk on waterand you will catch me if I falland I will get lost into your eyesand everything will be alrightand everything will be alrightI know </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/feeds/2407563554633468428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8248014320834604409&amp;postID=2407563554633468428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/2407563554633468428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/2407563554633468428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/2008/02/storm.html' title='storm'/><author><name>BatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16512720115317147389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8248014320834604409.post-169150179244837937</id><published>2008-02-02T18:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T18:55:15.394-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>untitledlonely little childlooking at the skywantingneeding to feel lovedwaitingfor someonewhom she does not knowdreaming of the manher heart has waited forwonderingwhere he iswho he isanticipatinghis arrivalhis touchhis wordsknowing her hearthas found its homepart of Silent Poetry Reading</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/feeds/169150179244837937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8248014320834604409&amp;postID=169150179244837937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/169150179244837937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/169150179244837937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/2008/02/untitled-lonely-little-child-looking-at.html' title=''/><author><name>BatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16512720115317147389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8248014320834604409.post-3981892787391585344</id><published>2008-02-01T18:51:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T18:51:42.763-05:00</updated><title type='text'>a-d-d-i-c-t-i-n-g</title><summary type='text'>Fly little buddy. Fly!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/feeds/3981892787391585344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8248014320834604409&amp;postID=3981892787391585344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/3981892787391585344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/3981892787391585344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/2008/02/d-d-i-c-t-i-n-g.html' title='a-d-d-i-c-t-i-n-g'/><author><name>BatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16512720115317147389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8248014320834604409.post-3965751692537159366</id><published>2008-02-01T18:39:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T18:42:37.282-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'll admit it here, freely -- I'm a bitch. If you mean someone who is strong, opinionated, stubborn, smart and looks out for herself first, then yes I am a bitch. I don't like people walking all over me. I don't like them doing it for myself.If I happen (GOD FORBID) to mention a story, or part of a story, twice then it may relate to something I'm talking about currently. You don't have to go </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/feeds/3965751692537159366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8248014320834604409&amp;postID=3965751692537159366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/3965751692537159366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/3965751692537159366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/2008/02/ill-admit-it-here-freely-im-bitch.html' title=''/><author><name>BatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16512720115317147389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8248014320834604409.post-8602836543259295328</id><published>2008-01-30T18:29:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T18:29:53.269-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/feeds/8602836543259295328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8248014320834604409&amp;postID=8602836543259295328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/8602836543259295328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/8602836543259295328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/2008/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>BatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16512720115317147389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8248014320834604409.post-2672256443706730355</id><published>2008-01-25T19:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T19:39:29.187-05:00</updated><title type='text'>waxing lyrical</title><summary type='text'>When I look back on my ordinary, ordinary life,I see so much magic, though I missed it at the time.I'm not gonna write you a love songCause you asked for itCause you need oneYou see, I'm not gonna write you a love songCause you tell me it's make or breakin' thisIf you're on your wayI'm not gonna write you to stayIf all you have is leavin'I'm gonna need a better reasonTo write you a love song today</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/feeds/2672256443706730355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8248014320834604409&amp;postID=2672256443706730355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/2672256443706730355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/2672256443706730355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/2008/01/waxing-lyrical.html' title='waxing lyrical'/><author><name>BatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16512720115317147389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8248014320834604409.post-3767984381032171943</id><published>2008-01-18T18:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T18:46:02.712-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You paid attention during 97% of high school!  85-100%  You must be an autodidact, because American high schools don't get scores that high!  Good show, old chap!Do you deserve your high school diploma?Create a Quiz</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/feeds/3767984381032171943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8248014320834604409&amp;postID=3767984381032171943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/3767984381032171943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/3767984381032171943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/2008/01/you-paid-attention-during-97-of-high.html' title=''/><author><name>BatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16512720115317147389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8248014320834604409.post-1426893556638957781</id><published>2008-01-13T22:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T22:11:07.123-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I don't remember where I heard this, but I think it's trueThe only difference between a broken bone and a broken heart, is that sometimes the bone heals faster.Though maybe with a broken bone, people can see that you're hurt. It is much harder with a broken heart.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/feeds/1426893556638957781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8248014320834604409&amp;postID=1426893556638957781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/1426893556638957781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/1426893556638957781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-dont-remember-where-i-heard-this-but.html' title=''/><author><name>BatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16512720115317147389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8248014320834604409.post-6832996488796144709</id><published>2008-01-12T23:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T23:12:25.420-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's one of those days, when it starts out well and then slowly spirals downward from there, with no real reason.Was it the weather? No, it was fairly decent out today.Was it what I did? No, I went to a meeting and then a yarn store.Was it my company? Nope, still the same 2 cats and 1 dog.Can't pinpoint what it is, but not a stellar day. Not as down as I was a few months ago when SFB decided to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/feeds/6832996488796144709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8248014320834604409&amp;postID=6832996488796144709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/6832996488796144709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/6832996488796144709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/2008/01/its-one-of-those-days-when-it-starts.html' title=''/><author><name>BatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16512720115317147389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8248014320834604409.post-4928144812018528515</id><published>2007-12-31T19:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T19:34:00.878-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A reminder of some good advice</title><summary type='text'>Posted in November, but some things to think about in 2008:Snagged from JenLa.Mighty Fine Advice1. Give people more than they expect and do it cheerfully.2. Marry someone you love to talk to. As you get older, their conversational skills will be as important as any other.3. Don’t believe all you hear, spend all you have, or sleep all you want.4. When you say, “I love you,” mean it.5. When you say</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/feeds/4928144812018528515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8248014320834604409&amp;postID=4928144812018528515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/4928144812018528515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/4928144812018528515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/2007/12/reminder-of-some-good-advice.html' title='A reminder of some good advice'/><author><name>BatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16512720115317147389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8248014320834604409.post-8192987537279060484</id><published>2007-12-25T18:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T18:03:12.262-05:00</updated><title type='text'>river - joni mitchell</title><summary type='text'>Its coming on christmasTheyre cutting down treesTheyre putting up reindeerAnd singing songs of joy and peaceOh I wish I had a riverI could skate away onBut it dont snow hereIt stays pretty greenIm going to make a lot of moneyThen Im going to quit this crazy sceneI wish I had a riverI could skate away onI wish I had a river so longI would teach my feet to flyOh I wish I had a riverI could skate </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/feeds/8192987537279060484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8248014320834604409&amp;postID=8192987537279060484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/8192987537279060484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/8192987537279060484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/2007/12/river-joni-mitchell.html' title='river - joni mitchell'/><author><name>BatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16512720115317147389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8248014320834604409.post-4389620829388006404</id><published>2007-12-10T18:26:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T16:55:47.711-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It’s one of those days. Woke up this morning and it was snowing. I’m sorry, but the forecast yesterday said boo about snowing, so they got that one wrong. Anyways, it was snowing. And of course people act like they’ve never seen snow before – which I don’t get because this is New England, and every year like clockwork it snows. You could almost set your watch by the snowfall here. So why do they </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/feeds/4389620829388006404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8248014320834604409&amp;postID=4389620829388006404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/4389620829388006404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/4389620829388006404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/2007/12/its-one-of-those-days.html' title=''/><author><name>BatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16512720115317147389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8248014320834604409.post-1264513501972220651</id><published>2007-12-04T18:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T18:41:10.311-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You Are a Gingerbread HouseA little spicy and a little sweet, anyone would like to be lost in the woods with you.What Holiday Food Are You?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/feeds/1264513501972220651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8248014320834604409&amp;postID=1264513501972220651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/1264513501972220651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/1264513501972220651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/2007/12/you-are-gingerbread-house-little-spicy.html' title=''/><author><name>BatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16512720115317147389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8248014320834604409.post-8877631401807650680</id><published>2007-11-30T19:03:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T19:03:26.801-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Your Brain is OrangeOf all the brain types, yours is the quickest.You are usually thinking a mile a minute, and you could be thinking about anything at all.Your thoughts are often scattered and random - but they're also a lot of fun! You tend to spend a lot of time thinking about esoteric subjects, the meaning of life, and pop culture.What Color Is Your Brain?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/feeds/8877631401807650680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8248014320834604409&amp;postID=8877631401807650680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/8877631401807650680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/8877631401807650680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/2007/11/your-brain-is-orange-of-all-brain-types.html' title=''/><author><name>BatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16512720115317147389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8248014320834604409.post-6574452056968813493</id><published>2007-11-29T13:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T13:35:08.289-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Who knew?</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/feeds/6574452056968813493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8248014320834604409&amp;postID=6574452056968813493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/6574452056968813493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/6574452056968813493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/2007/11/myheritage-free-family-trees-genealogy.html' title='Who knew?'/><author><name>BatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16512720115317147389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8248014320834604409.post-9036395379941686526</id><published>2007-11-26T19:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T19:38:31.327-05:00</updated><title type='text'>heeeee!     ;)</title><summary type='text'>http://www.elfyourself.com/?id=9612330374</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/feeds/9036395379941686526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8248014320834604409&amp;postID=9036395379941686526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/9036395379941686526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/9036395379941686526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/2007/11/heeeee.html' title='heeeee!     ;)'/><author><name>BatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16512720115317147389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8248014320834604409.post-2100411365808117</id><published>2007-11-23T17:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T17:06:38.968-05:00</updated><title type='text'>letter</title><summary type='text'>I had posted a variation on the following a while back, then yanked it due to circumstances. There is no name atributed to the person I wrote this to, 'cause though I'm pissed, he doesn't deserve any retribution.XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXDear X, First off, thank you for helping me purchase my new car. I love it. What I liked even better </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/feeds/2100411365808117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8248014320834604409&amp;postID=2100411365808117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/2100411365808117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/2100411365808117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/2007/11/letter.html' title='letter'/><author><name>BatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16512720115317147389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8248014320834604409.post-4134771536568901619</id><published>2007-11-23T17:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T17:04:48.519-05:00</updated><title type='text'>2 quizzes</title><summary type='text'>You Are Big BirdTalented, smart, and friendly... you're also one of the sanest people around.You are usually feeling: Happy. From riding a unicycle to writing poetry, you have plenty of hobbies to keep you busy.You are famous for: Being a friend to everyone. Even the grumpiest person gets along with you.How you life your life: Joyfully. "Super. Duper. Flooper."The Sesame Street Personality </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/feeds/4134771536568901619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8248014320834604409&amp;postID=4134771536568901619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/4134771536568901619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/4134771536568901619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/2007/11/2-quizzes.html' title='2 quizzes'/><author><name>BatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16512720115317147389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8248014320834604409.post-8715986469316851811</id><published>2007-11-21T06:33:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T06:33:43.288-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/feeds/8715986469316851811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8248014320834604409&amp;postID=8715986469316851811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/8715986469316851811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/8715986469316851811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/2007/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>BatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16512720115317147389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8248014320834604409.post-3291748192280035267</id><published>2007-11-20T18:39:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T18:39:50.727-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Now this? This is surprising.</title><summary type='text'>Get a Cash  Advance</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/feeds/3291748192280035267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8248014320834604409&amp;postID=3291748192280035267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/3291748192280035267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/3291748192280035267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/2007/11/now-this-this-is-surprising.html' title='Now this? This is surprising.'/><author><name>BatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16512720115317147389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8248014320834604409.post-2161329045005162195</id><published>2007-11-11T14:55:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T14:55:40.232-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What American accent do you have? Your Result: The Midland "You have a Midland accent" is just another way of saying "you don't have an accent."  You probably are from the Midland (Pennsylvania, southern Ohio, southern Indiana, southern Illinois, and Missouri) but then for all we know you could be from Florida or Charleston or one of those big southern cities like Atlanta or Dallas.  You have a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/feeds/2161329045005162195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8248014320834604409&amp;postID=2161329045005162195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/2161329045005162195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/2161329045005162195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/2007/11/what-american-accent-do-you-have-your.html' title=''/><author><name>BatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16512720115317147389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8248014320834604409.post-6147068782216481976</id><published>2007-11-10T23:21:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T23:24:40.434-05:00</updated><title type='text'>That pesky Y-chromosome thing</title><summary type='text'>So. I bit the bullet and texted him. It had been 4-weeks since we had spoken. It started off good, until I figured out he thought I was another friend of his w/ the same name. Then he called, from his work, and we talked for like 3 minutes. He apologized and he had to go back to work.Should I be flattered or insulted that he thought I was someone else? Especially when he was using the term sexy </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/feeds/6147068782216481976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8248014320834604409&amp;postID=6147068782216481976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/6147068782216481976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/6147068782216481976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/2007/11/that-pesky-y-chromosome-thing.html' title='That pesky Y-chromosome thing'/><author><name>BatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16512720115317147389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8248014320834604409.post-1306314099310349639</id><published>2007-11-09T19:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T19:51:05.251-05:00</updated><title type='text'>You know what they say about advice . . .</title><summary type='text'>Snagged from JenLa.Mighty Fine Advice1. Give people more than they expect and do it cheerfully.2. Marry someone you love to talk to. As you get older, their conversational skills will be as important as any other.3. Don’t believe all you hear, spend all you have, or sleep all you want.4. When you say, “I love you,” mean it.5. When you say, “I’m sorry,” look the person in the eye.6. Be engaged at </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/feeds/1306314099310349639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8248014320834604409&amp;postID=1306314099310349639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/1306314099310349639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/1306314099310349639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/2007/11/you-know-what-they-say-about-advice.html' title='You know what they say about advice . . .'/><author><name>BatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16512720115317147389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8248014320834604409.post-3415426586896147655</id><published>2007-11-09T19:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T19:15:42.447-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This one time, at band camp . . .</title><summary type='text'>I'm no longer mad/angry/disappointed at the guy. Just frustrated. And uncertain? I'm not going to spill anything anyone has told me in confidence here, but there have been things going on in my life (as well as everyone else's lives too, I'm sure) and I've been stressed. Plus, I was out sick this week, so that didn't bode well. Is it too much for once to ask for clarity on one single thing? For </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/feeds/3415426586896147655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8248014320834604409&amp;postID=3415426586896147655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/3415426586896147655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/3415426586896147655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/2007/11/this-one-time-at-band-camp.html' title='This one time, at band camp . . .'/><author><name>BatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16512720115317147389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8248014320834604409.post-5602727034828177357</id><published>2007-11-09T18:52:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T18:52:53.578-05:00</updated><title type='text'>4-letter word</title><summary type='text'>Snow. Fell today.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/feeds/5602727034828177357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8248014320834604409&amp;postID=5602727034828177357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/5602727034828177357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/5602727034828177357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/2007/11/4-letter-word.html' title='4-letter word'/><author><name>BatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16512720115317147389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8248014320834604409.post-4311894857854675673</id><published>2007-11-07T15:16:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T15:16:54.710-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yep. Thought so.</title><summary type='text'>You Are 96% A Child of the 80sThere's hardly a moment of the 80s that you missed out on.Was there ever a better decade? As if!Are You a Child of an 80s?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/feeds/4311894857854675673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8248014320834604409&amp;postID=4311894857854675673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/4311894857854675673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/4311894857854675673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/2007/11/yep-thought-so.html' title='Yep. Thought so.'/><author><name>BatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16512720115317147389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8248014320834604409.post-5844052969844313238</id><published>2007-11-05T16:38:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T16:38:47.426-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yep. And you can kiss the ring too.</title><summary type='text'>   My Peculiar Aristocratic Title is:   Grand Duchess Heather the Unctuous of Pease Pottage   Get your Peculiar Aristocratic Title   </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/feeds/5844052969844313238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8248014320834604409&amp;postID=5844052969844313238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/5844052969844313238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/5844052969844313238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/2007/11/yep-and-you-can-kiss-ring-too.html' title='Yep. And you can kiss the ring too.'/><author><name>BatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16512720115317147389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8248014320834604409.post-4220362944200488354</id><published>2007-11-04T22:25:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T22:25:40.464-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmm,  interesting</title><summary type='text'>  I am aViolet  What Flower Are You? </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/feeds/4220362944200488354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8248014320834604409&amp;postID=4220362944200488354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/4220362944200488354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/4220362944200488354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/2007/11/hmm-interesting.html' title='Hmm,  interesting'/><author><name>BatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16512720115317147389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8248014320834604409.post-5276584646717243445</id><published>2007-11-04T01:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T01:01:58.396-04:00</updated><title type='text'>tree jacket</title><summary type='text'>Here's where I am:Why do they insist you try it on when it's attached to a 24" needle? Pulled the "floats" between the arms out so damn much there ain't nothing I can do to fix it, and I've tried.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/feeds/5276584646717243445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8248014320834604409&amp;postID=5276584646717243445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/5276584646717243445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/5276584646717243445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/2007/11/tree-jacket.html' title='tree jacket'/><author><name>BatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16512720115317147389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2308/1850897428_286db9e0ab_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8248014320834604409.post-7223247031331285605</id><published>2007-11-03T11:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T11:40:17.177-04:00</updated><title type='text'>furnace wars</title><summary type='text'>Every year, I read about Stephanie and Ian's furnace wars. And I started to think, about the heat in my home.Let me back up. I live in my parents' 208-year old house in NH. They live in a 80-year old house in Illinois (not really sure how old the house is there, but it's NOT 208). They have heat. And A/C. In Spades.Here? Not so much. Last winter, in the living room, the high temp was 45 degrees </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/feeds/7223247031331285605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8248014320834604409&amp;postID=7223247031331285605' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/7223247031331285605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/7223247031331285605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/2007/11/furnace-wars.html' title='furnace wars'/><author><name>BatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16512720115317147389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2134/1843049021_4e175ff3ba_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8248014320834604409.post-5585884445801811829</id><published>2007-11-02T19:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T19:32:41.418-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Seriously.</title><summary type='text'>I love Grey's Anatomy. For reals kids. Love it.I like Mer and Der, though sometimes I wish Der would say, "you know what? Buck you baby."As for last night's episode, I don't like George and Izzie. It's. Just. Wrong. I like Callie, and think Izzie is a tad bit of a wannabe, floozy, simpleton.Want more GA? Check out the Writer's blog. I'd love to be able to write scripts.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/feeds/5585884445801811829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8248014320834604409&amp;postID=5585884445801811829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/5585884445801811829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/5585884445801811829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/2007/11/seriously.html' title='Seriously.'/><author><name>BatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16512720115317147389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8248014320834604409.post-7540624924214369937</id><published>2007-10-31T20:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T20:42:00.182-04:00</updated><title type='text'>tip</title><summary type='text'>I'm knitting a scarf (something to keep my hands busy), ad I figured out a way to "take my pattern with me" and no lose the card.Get those little tags used for garage sales (little rounded rectangles w/ string attached), write the pattern on it, then tie to the tail from your cast-on.Voila! Pattern that won't be lost.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/feeds/7540624924214369937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8248014320834604409&amp;postID=7540624924214369937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/7540624924214369937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/7540624924214369937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/2007/10/tip.html' title='tip'/><author><name>BatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16512720115317147389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8248014320834604409.post-5449218496796864064</id><published>2007-10-19T19:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T19:22:45.358-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>                </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/feeds/5449218496796864064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8248014320834604409&amp;postID=5449218496796864064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/5449218496796864064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/5449218496796864064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/2007/10/quottquot.html' title=''/><author><name>BatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16512720115317147389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8248014320834604409.post-4296062674418387786</id><published>2007-10-16T22:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T22:33:43.303-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a bit rosy in here. Someone, open the blinds</title><summary type='text'>If you expect someone to always fail, isn't it weird how they always fail? Like you set them up to only perform one way, and wouldn't you know it -- that's exactly what happens.Don't know WHY I should be surprised that there are people out there that are like this, always waiting for you to go DOWN IN FLAMES (yes little Miss Nosy Parker, I mean you), but it always surprises me. Maybe because I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/feeds/4296062674418387786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8248014320834604409&amp;postID=4296062674418387786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/4296062674418387786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/4296062674418387786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/2007/10/its-bit-rosy-in-here-someone-open.html' title='It&apos;s a bit rosy in here. Someone, open the blinds'/><author><name>BatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16512720115317147389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8248014320834604409.post-6062731913312703272</id><published>2007-10-06T17:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T19:38:32.299-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mad</title><summary type='text'>I go into work today to do some training . . . only to discover that my co-worker had gone through my desk. Including MY employee files, W4s, I9s, reports, payroll, etc. I'm sorry, but you don't just go through someone else's stuff. No matter that there wasn't anything person there, you just don't.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/feeds/6062731913312703272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8248014320834604409&amp;postID=6062731913312703272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/6062731913312703272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/6062731913312703272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/2007/10/mad.html' title='Mad'/><author><name>BatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16512720115317147389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8248014320834604409.post-8512343942467782846</id><published>2007-10-06T11:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T11:09:12.286-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Broken</title><summary type='text'>The broken clock is a comfort, it helps me sleep tonightMaybe it can stop tomorrow from stealing all my timeI am here still waiting though i still have my doubtsI am damaged at best, like you've already figured outI'm falling apart, I'm barely breathingWith a broken heart that's still beatingIn the pain is there is healingIn your name I find meaningSo I'm holdin' on, I'm holdin' on, I'm holdin' </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/feeds/8512343942467782846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8248014320834604409&amp;postID=8512343942467782846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/8512343942467782846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/8512343942467782846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/2007/10/broken.html' title='Broken'/><author><name>BatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16512720115317147389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8248014320834604409.post-5293579693915335593</id><published>2007-10-04T19:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T19:38:20.469-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah. Figured as much. Goes w/ the rest of my sh*tty life</title><summary type='text'>         Which Teen Girl Squad character are you?  Yearbook!Take this quiz!Quizilla | Join | Make A Quiz | More Quizzes | Grab Code</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/feeds/5293579693915335593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8248014320834604409&amp;postID=5293579693915335593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/5293579693915335593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/5293579693915335593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/2007/10/yeah-figured-as-much-goes-w-rest-of-my.html' title='Yeah. Figured as much. Goes w/ the rest of my sh*tty life'/><author><name>BatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16512720115317147389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8248014320834604409.post-9058937400931404021</id><published>2007-09-27T09:58:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T09:58:39.206-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I’m so tired lately. Can’t figure out what is going on with it. I wake up exhausted, liked I just exercised for a week, about 12pm I’ll be all awake and then by 9pm I’m ready to crash. Wish I knew what was going on, ‘cause it’s starting to become annoying.Still in e-mail contact with the guy. Not sure what’s going on there. Just think I’ll keep it casual. Stupid me, right? Just can’t face the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/feeds/9058937400931404021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8248014320834604409&amp;postID=9058937400931404021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/9058937400931404021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/9058937400931404021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/2007/09/im-so-tired-lately.html' title=''/><author><name>BatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16512720115317147389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8248014320834604409.post-3922533688440923481</id><published>2007-09-15T22:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T22:11:57.616-04:00</updated><title type='text'>funk</title><summary type='text'>i'm in a funk. nothing seems to be going right -- friends, family, job, social life. hell, i even had a friend yell across the parking lot on tuesday night that she thinks i'm a virgin. while neither denying nor confirming that comment, it is something that shouldn't have been yelled across the parking lot. it can be seen as hurtful.the guy. we talked, in person, for about 20 minutes on tuesday. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/feeds/3922533688440923481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8248014320834604409&amp;postID=3922533688440923481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/3922533688440923481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/3922533688440923481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/2007/09/funk.html' title='funk'/><author><name>BatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16512720115317147389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8248014320834604409.post-9106201865434561272</id><published>2007-09-09T21:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T21:53:37.278-04:00</updated><title type='text'>work</title><summary type='text'>in my working career i've been told that i am or have:lazystupidunproductiveplagiarizedelitistbut never have i been told i don't do my job.until now.and i love my job! oh well, c'est la vie. what happens will happen, and everything will work out in the end. at least i hope so.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/feeds/9106201865434561272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8248014320834604409&amp;postID=9106201865434561272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/9106201865434561272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/9106201865434561272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/2007/09/work.html' title='work'/><author><name>BatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16512720115317147389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8248014320834604409.post-5287503271132392609</id><published>2007-08-26T15:57:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T16:01:41.821-04:00</updated><title type='text'>whatever</title><summary type='text'>so maybe he's just not that into me. check.my submittal numbers are down, therefore i suck. checki "falsified" the fact that i did a reference check, therefore i am a liar. check.when i redid the reference check, i didn't get the name of the girl in personnel, therefore i need to re-do said reference check and prove that i am not an incompetent moron. check.i cleaned out my area at work, so there</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/feeds/5287503271132392609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8248014320834604409&amp;postID=5287503271132392609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/5287503271132392609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/5287503271132392609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/2007/08/whatever.html' title='whatever'/><author><name>BatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16512720115317147389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8248014320834604409.post-494460581423538493</id><published>2007-08-25T19:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T19:18:17.136-04:00</updated><title type='text'>stand still, look pretty</title><summary type='text'>I want to paint my faceand pretend that I am someone elseSometimes I get so fed upI don't even wanna look at myselfBut people have problems that are worse than mineI don't want you to think I'm complaining all the timeAnd I hate the way you look at me I have to sayI wish I could start overI am slowly falling apartI wish you'd take a walk in my shoes for a startAnd you might think its easy being </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/feeds/494460581423538493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8248014320834604409&amp;postID=494460581423538493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/494460581423538493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/494460581423538493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/2007/08/stand-still-look-pretty.html' title='stand still, look pretty'/><author><name>BatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16512720115317147389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8248014320834604409.post-545365497324576028</id><published>2007-08-21T19:37:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T19:37:32.396-04:00</updated><title type='text'>stand back up</title><summary type='text'>Go ahead and take your best shot,Let 'er rip, give it all you've got,I'm laid out on the floor, but I've been here before,I may stumble, yeah I might fall,Only human aren't we all?I might lose my way, but hear me when i say,I will stand back up,You'll know just the moment when I've have enough,Sometimes I'm afraid, and I don't feel that tough,But I'll stand back up,I've been beaten up and bruised</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/feeds/545365497324576028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8248014320834604409.post-239471113740758576</id><published>2007-08-21T07:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T07:26:28.077-04:00</updated><title type='text'>overthinking</title><summary type='text'>apparently, i "over-thought" this email flirting thing. everyone has this idea, that I read fun/flirty emails as a sign of interest. which is just great as everyone gets to be right, once again i end up alone with no one, and everyone else gets to go on about their life all happy and i get to be me.reminds me yet again why i hate me/my life/everythingi hate you all</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/feeds/239471113740758576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8248014320834604409&amp;postID=239471113740758576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/239471113740758576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/239471113740758576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/2007/08/overthinking.html' title='overthinking'/><author><name>BatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16512720115317147389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8248014320834604409.post-1722735163551381191</id><published>2007-08-19T17:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T17:16:41.015-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>heather --[noun]: A master blogger'How will you be defined in the dictionary?' at QuizGalaxy.com</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/feeds/1722735163551381191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8248014320834604409&amp;postID=1722735163551381191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/1722735163551381191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/1722735163551381191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/2007/08/heather-noun-master-blogger-how-will.html' title=''/><author><name>BatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16512720115317147389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8248014320834604409.post-2562700275991233966</id><published>2007-08-18T22:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T22:10:22.366-04:00</updated><title type='text'>wtf</title><summary type='text'>what is wrong with me? why am i crying/hysterical over some guy? it's not like we've dated/kissed/slept together or anything? what the eff is my problem?why am i so worried about it all? what is there for me to worry about? it's not like i have anyone here to help me through it anyways? my family is in illinois. my  friends are spread out over the country. no one is single except for me. really </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/feeds/2562700275991233966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8248014320834604409&amp;postID=2562700275991233966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/2562700275991233966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/2562700275991233966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/2007/08/wtf.html' title='wtf'/><author><name>BatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16512720115317147389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8248014320834604409.post-6773846840753437093</id><published>2007-08-18T12:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T12:05:56.701-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hate</title><summary type='text'>Right now, I hate stuff.  And I know it's not productive, but I'm just pissed.My sockpal's socks were delivered -- haven't yet heard from her.The guy I'm crushing on right now hasn't written to me in a few days.My cell phone service (Cingular/AT&amp;T) sucks.I have a co-worker who  thinks she's the boss of me.All my friends are dating/engaged/married and I'm single.Everyone I ask for advice on the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/feeds/6773846840753437093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8248014320834604409&amp;postID=6773846840753437093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/6773846840753437093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/6773846840753437093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/2007/08/hate.html' title='Hate'/><author><name>BatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16512720115317147389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8248014320834604409.post-7965726237933840913</id><published>2007-08-16T20:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T20:31:15.515-04:00</updated><title type='text'>4</title><summary type='text'>4 jobs I’ve had:Resident AdvisorTalent Scam Account ManagerEditorial AssistantRecruiter4 places I’ve lived:Plano, TexasTucson, ArizonaMassapequa, NYLondon, England4 places I’ve vacationed:AustraliaGreeceEnglandIreland4 of my favorite foods:Chocolate cake (just plain chocolate, nothing else)Mom's manicotti (though mine's not bad)Christmas sugar cookies (homemade)Ginger ice cream4 places I’d like </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/feeds/7965726237933840913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8248014320834604409&amp;postID=7965726237933840913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/7965726237933840913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/7965726237933840913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/2007/08/4.html' title='4'/><author><name>BatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16512720115317147389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8248014320834604409.post-2182452295514586118</id><published>2007-08-10T21:02:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T21:03:31.952-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bless his heart</title><summary type='text'>"Let's raise the stakes," the 31-year-old rapper told hip-hop Web site SOHH.com in an interview posted Friday. "If Kanye West sells more records than 50 Cent on September 11, I'll no longer write music. I'll write music and work with my other artists, but I won't put out anymore solo albums."Hell, I will go buy a Kanye album myself instead of downloading individual tracks at iTunes.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/feeds/2182452295514586118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8248014320834604409&amp;postID=2182452295514586118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/2182452295514586118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/2182452295514586118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/2007/08/bless-his-heart.html' title='Bless his heart'/><author><name>BatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16512720115317147389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8248014320834604409.post-8518914472791225799</id><published>2007-08-09T21:45:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T21:48:45.656-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What is it about liking someone that makes your whole day brighter? And "calling" them on something, even in writing, and having them get the joke, makes it even better.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/feeds/8518914472791225799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8248014320834604409&amp;postID=8518914472791225799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/8518914472791225799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/8518914472791225799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/2007/08/what-is-it-about-liking-someone-that.html' title=''/><author><name>BatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16512720115317147389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8248014320834604409.post-634723264945467659</id><published>2007-08-07T19:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T19:14:57.605-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sockapaloozing it</title><summary type='text'>Thank you Mia!Socks knit in Garnstudio's Fabel (they fit perfectly!)Batman lunch box (love it!)All the gifties insideDetails?stuffed bat (love it!), LL in watercolor, stitch markers, Blackberry/Sage bat soap (smells heavenly), iTunes giftcard and a noteMia, thank you thank you thank you!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/feeds/634723264945467659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8248014320834604409&amp;postID=634723264945467659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/634723264945467659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/634723264945467659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/2007/08/sockapaloozing-it.html' title='Sockapaloozing it'/><author><name>BatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16512720115317147389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1059/1044522102_c74778b85f_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8248014320834604409.post-4619678708759549046</id><published>2007-08-01T21:04:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T21:04:39.165-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Just. Perfect.</title><summary type='text'>Your Life Path Number is 9Your purpose in life is to make the world betterYou are very socially conscious and a total idealist.You think there are many things wrong with the world, and you want to fix them.You have a big idea of how to world could be, and you'll sacrifice almost anything to work towards this dream.In love, you can easily see the beauty in someone else. And you never cling too </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/feeds/4619678708759549046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8248014320834604409&amp;postID=4619678708759549046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/4619678708759549046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/4619678708759549046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/2007/08/just-perfect.html' title='Just. Perfect.'/><author><name>BatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16512720115317147389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8248014320834604409.post-2768175198567345006</id><published>2007-07-29T01:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T01:07:53.500-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I wish that just once</title><summary type='text'>I could end up on the winning side of the relationship battle. I never have thus far, and it's been nearly 30 years, and just once before I die (hopefully when I'm 110) I would like to not be the one who loses. Metaphorically speaking here.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/feeds/2768175198567345006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8248014320834604409&amp;postID=2768175198567345006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/2768175198567345006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/2768175198567345006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-wish-that-just-once.html' title='I wish that just once'/><author><name>BatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16512720115317147389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8248014320834604409.post-3101184408148972934</id><published>2007-07-28T21:25:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T21:25:12.484-04:00</updated><title type='text'>london rain</title><summary type='text'>I'm coming, i'm coming home to youI'm alive, i'm a messI can't wait to get home to youTo get warm and undressedThere've been changes beyond my dreamsEverybody wants me to singThere've been changes beyond my graspThings i'm sinking inSo keep me, keep me in your bed all day, all dayNothing heals me like you doNothing heals me like you doAnd when somebody knows you wellWell, there's no comfort like </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/feeds/3101184408148972934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8248014320834604409&amp;postID=3101184408148972934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/3101184408148972934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/3101184408148972934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/2007/07/london-rain.html' title='london rain'/><author><name>BatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16512720115317147389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8248014320834604409.post-4585167441149475415</id><published>2007-07-28T18:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T18:30:38.766-04:00</updated><title type='text'>right now, he's probably buying her some fruity little drink cause she can't shoot whiskey</title><summary type='text'>Does not pertain to me obviously, though I can still type after shooting whiskey</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/feeds/4585167441149475415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8248014320834604409&amp;postID=4585167441149475415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/4585167441149475415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/4585167441149475415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/2007/07/right-now-hes-probably-buying-her-some.html' title='right now, he&apos;s probably buying her some fruity little drink cause she can&apos;t shoot whiskey'/><author><name>BatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16512720115317147389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8248014320834604409.post-5929929691758804292</id><published>2007-07-25T20:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T20:39:29.375-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Feels like I'm falling for the first time</title><summary type='text'>I think I’m a goner for someone. Someone I’ve only flirted with a few times in person, and loads on e-mail. Someone whom I haven’t heard from in a few days because his job is wicked busy during the end of the month. Someone who from all accounts is smart, handsome and a genuinely nice person.I really would like this to work.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/feeds/5929929691758804292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8248014320834604409&amp;postID=5929929691758804292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/5929929691758804292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/5929929691758804292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/2007/07/feels-like-im-falling-for-first-time.html' title='Feels like I&apos;m falling for the first time'/><author><name>BatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16512720115317147389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8248014320834604409.post-3622975105775340038</id><published>2007-07-23T18:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T18:08:13.892-04:00</updated><title type='text'>interesting</title><summary type='text'>Your Five Factor Personality ProfileExtroversion:You have medium extroversion.You're not the life of the party, but you do show up for the party.Sometimes you are full of energy and open to new social experiences.But you also need to hibernate and enjoy your "down time."Conscientiousness:You have high conscientiousness.Intelligent and reliable, you tend to succeed in life.Most things in your life</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/feeds/3622975105775340038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8248014320834604409&amp;postID=3622975105775340038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/3622975105775340038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/3622975105775340038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/2007/07/interesting.html' title='interesting'/><author><name>BatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16512720115317147389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8248014320834604409.post-2193556165275275258</id><published>2007-07-22T20:13:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T20:13:07.799-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You Are The MagicianYou are powerful and wise - beyond what anyone can see.Deeply complex, you have the resources to connect to the spiritual and material world.You posses the knowledge to manipulate your life and the lives around you.You also have a great healing power, should you choose to use it.Your fortune:You have unhidden powers that you have yet to tap into. Soon, you will better </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/feeds/2193556165275275258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8248014320834604409&amp;postID=2193556165275275258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/2193556165275275258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/2193556165275275258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/2007/07/you-are-magician-you-are-powerful-and.html' title=''/><author><name>BatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16512720115317147389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8248014320834604409.post-8527443909175058613</id><published>2007-07-21T23:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T23:12:38.426-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Harry Potter and the Deathly Hollows</title><summary type='text'>I started it approx. 1:30pm. Finished it at approx. 6:30pm.I'm already halfway through it again. Love it, stunned, don't want it to officially be done.I'll have to start w/ year 1 again . . . :)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/feeds/8527443909175058613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8248014320834604409&amp;postID=8527443909175058613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/8527443909175058613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/8527443909175058613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/2007/07/harry-potter-and-deathly-hollows.html' title='Harry Potter and the Deathly Hollows'/><author><name>BatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16512720115317147389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8248014320834604409.post-4226391023419575701</id><published>2007-07-18T20:52:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T20:54:35.419-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ravelry</title><summary type='text'>I just "lost" an hour over there. Seriously. It's like drinking water when you're parched.Thank you!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/feeds/4226391023419575701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8248014320834604409&amp;postID=4226391023419575701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/4226391023419575701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/4226391023419575701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/2007/07/ravelry.html' title='Ravelry'/><author><name>BatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16512720115317147389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8248014320834604409.post-8145511961616269414</id><published>2007-07-18T19:11:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T19:11:18.076-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The sorting hat says that I belong in Ravenclaw!&lt;Said Ravenclaw, "We'll teach those whose intelligence is surest." Ravenclaw students tend to be clever, witty, intelligent, and knowledgeable. Notable residents include Cho Chang and Padma Patil (objects of Harry and Ron's affections), and Luna Lovegood (daughter of The Quibbler magazine's editor).Take the most scientific Harry PotterQuiz ever </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/feeds/8145511961616269414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8248014320834604409&amp;postID=8145511961616269414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/8145511961616269414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/8145511961616269414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/2007/07/sorting-hat-says-that-i-belong-in.html' title=''/><author><name>BatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16512720115317147389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8248014320834604409.post-6241923638431727257</id><published>2007-07-10T06:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T06:11:33.593-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Rock. On.</title><summary type='text'>Got my Ravelry invite -- friend me if you want, I'm pspbe214Now, if I call in sick again today how do i explain it's because of Ravelry???  :)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/feeds/6241923638431727257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8248014320834604409&amp;postID=6241923638431727257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/6241923638431727257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/6241923638431727257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/2007/07/rock-on.html' title='Rock. On.'/><author><name>BatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16512720115317147389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8248014320834604409.post-3088393230226796049</id><published>2007-07-09T19:40:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T19:40:59.145-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pain's a b*tch</title><summary type='text'>I don’t know if anyone else watches Painkiller Jane but me, but it’s a fairly interesting show. She’s kinda like Buffy + Alias’ Sydney Bristow and Heroes Claire Bennett - vampires, all rolled into one.And while the guys aren’t too bad to look at, I think it’s the voiceovers that sometimes catch me off guard. Even though I know they’re coming.I never think about stuff like meals for 1 or </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/feeds/3088393230226796049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8248014320834604409&amp;postID=3088393230226796049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/3088393230226796049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/3088393230226796049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/2007/07/pains-btch.html' title='Pain&apos;s a b*tch'/><author><name>BatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16512720115317147389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8248014320834604409.post-4410330130706427072</id><published>2007-07-09T10:58:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T10:59:27.770-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Question, response, volley</title><summary type='text'>check this out.Good question. Hayden looks "fresher" and "more awake" than Jewel. Plus, she apparently has the right support up-top.Overall, Hayden wins.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/feeds/4410330130706427072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8248014320834604409&amp;postID=4410330130706427072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/4410330130706427072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/4410330130706427072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/2007/07/question-response-volley.html' title='Question, response, volley'/><author><name>BatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16512720115317147389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8248014320834604409.post-1667669976459631579</id><published>2007-07-08T18:19:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T18:19:58.912-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Jobs, weather and knits</title><summary type='text'>There are days when I’m glad I don’t do outdoor sales of any kind. I can’t imagine heat/cold to be fun, but I’d have to say rainy and snowy days top the list. It’s July for  cripes sake, and though it’s “officially” summer it’s rained the last 3 days – it’s not even 70 right now.Knitting – though I have no new pictures to show, yesterday I did meet  Alison, Baby L and got an autographed copy of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/feeds/1667669976459631579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8248014320834604409&amp;postID=1667669976459631579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/1667669976459631579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/1667669976459631579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/2007/07/jobs-weather-and-knits.html' title='Jobs, weather and knits'/><author><name>BatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16512720115317147389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8248014320834604409.post-5226905890648766165</id><published>2007-07-06T23:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T23:43:01.395-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I put myself out there everyday.No, not like that. Everyday I talk to people, I meet people and I give them glimpses of my life. A little bit about who I am, who I’ve been and who I want to be. And though I have know this for a while, it’s only hit home recently.I talk to people and they will mention something I said, and I’m taken aback – you mean you listened? And while I know that doesn’t </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/feeds/5226905890648766165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8248014320834604409&amp;postID=5226905890648766165' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/5226905890648766165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/5226905890648766165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-put-myself-out-there-everyday.html' title=''/><author><name>BatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16512720115317147389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8248014320834604409.post-8855215720505065852</id><published>2007-07-04T16:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T16:32:35.585-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Quizzes</title><summary type='text'>I Scored a 93%!Mingle2 - Free Online DatingFree Online Dating</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/feeds/8855215720505065852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8248014320834604409&amp;postID=8855215720505065852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/8855215720505065852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/8855215720505065852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/2007/07/quizzes.html' title='Quizzes'/><author><name>BatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16512720115317147389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8248014320834604409.post-3778845532991371102</id><published>2007-07-04T16:22:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T16:22:32.498-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Laws of Attraction?</title><summary type='text'>I’ve been thinking lately about what makes us, the collective group of people here, fall in like/love with someone.I know there is a chemical reaction, and a biology thing going on, but is there more? Is it as simple as a look, a touch, or a smell? What is it about that other person that we go from being, “yeah you’re a guy/girl” to “you’re a really cute, good looking guy/girl, and I’d like to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/feeds/3778845532991371102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8248014320834604409&amp;postID=3778845532991371102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/3778845532991371102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/3778845532991371102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/2007/07/laws-of-attraction.html' title='Laws of Attraction?'/><author><name>BatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16512720115317147389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8248014320834604409.post-2837361966117179425</id><published>2007-07-04T13:39:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T13:39:37.655-04:00</updated><title type='text'>No surprise here</title><summary type='text'>Your Job Satisfaction Level: 74%Your job is pretty good, even if it always doesn't seem like it.You have a lot less stress than most people, and your work environment is definitely above average.So if you love what you're doing, keep doing it. It doesn't get a lot better than this.But if you're in a dead end job, you may want to move on. Because if you're not advancing, it's just not worth </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/feeds/2837361966117179425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8248014320834604409&amp;postID=2837361966117179425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/2837361966117179425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/2837361966117179425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/2007/07/no-surprise-here.html' title='No surprise here'/><author><name>BatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16512720115317147389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8248014320834604409.post-9116147431894294876</id><published>2007-07-02T19:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T19:19:17.304-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't like Mondays</title><summary type='text'>Obviously like everyone else out there, I like reading blogs w/ pictures. I can tell from my stats, that you all like them too. My stats from Saturday (when I wasn’t here) to Sunday (when I posted pics) went from 1 person to 14. I get it, pictures = more visitors.Unfortunately, I don’t have any new pictures today. I know, I wish I did. What I have instead is the fact that I’m happy I didn’t fly </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/feeds/9116147431894294876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8248014320834604409&amp;postID=9116147431894294876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/9116147431894294876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/9116147431894294876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-dont-like-mondays.html' title='I don&apos;t like Mondays'/><author><name>BatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16512720115317147389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8248014320834604409.post-872666372949681808</id><published>2007-07-01T18:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T18:52:45.491-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures -- Wedding</title><summary type='text'>First, I need a camera that doesn't eat batteries -- anyone have any affordable ideas? Right now I'm using a Nikon CoolPix . . .First up, we have newly married Maureen and Michael (last name withheld for privacy). Next part of the MJI crew -- former co-workers, and 1 Irishman from DonegalHere's the whole MJI crew, and guests -- minus the IrishmanLastly, here's me and MaureenEnjoy!!!!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/feeds/872666372949681808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8248014320834604409&amp;postID=872666372949681808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/872666372949681808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/872666372949681808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/2007/07/pictures-wedding.html' title='Pictures -- Wedding'/><author><name>BatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16512720115317147389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1262/687386855_7ba2866c8d_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8248014320834604409.post-3435846146756031137</id><published>2007-07-01T17:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T19:51:24.647-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dolls</title><summary type='text'>I can't stop "creating" dolls . . .Here's a guy version to keep the girl version company (no, not in that way!)You know, the more I look at this "doll" I can't help but think, I think I've dated him before . . . Knitting and wedding stories later -- I'm tired</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/feeds/3435846146756031137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8248014320834604409&amp;postID=3435846146756031137' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/3435846146756031137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/3435846146756031137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/2007/07/dolls.html' title='Dolls'/><author><name>BatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16512720115317147389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1219/642551185_2e4f07398a_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8248014320834604409.post-1478646969393538577</id><published>2007-06-27T20:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T21:28:53.383-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun!</title><summary type='text'>Look, it's an anime version of me!No knitting today. It felt like it was 110 outside. Too hot to play w/ woolMake your "dolls" here.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/feeds/1478646969393538577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8248014320834604409&amp;postID=1478646969393538577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/1478646969393538577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/1478646969393538577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/2007/06/fun.html' title='Fun!'/><author><name>BatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16512720115317147389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1126/642484501_4bc6c9aae8_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8248014320834604409.post-2796272514792782684</id><published>2007-06-26T21:13:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T21:14:01.427-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Figures</title><summary type='text'>Mingle2 - Online DatingOh, the car issue? I drove through tar somewhere and that messed up the balance.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/feeds/2796272514792782684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8248014320834604409&amp;postID=2796272514792782684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/2796272514792782684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/2796272514792782684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/2007/06/figures.html' title='Figures'/><author><name>BatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16512720115317147389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8248014320834604409.post-6987211579348799043</id><published>2007-06-25T21:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T21:01:13.602-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Knitting. And. Pictures!</title><summary type='text'>Let me start of by saying I’m a girl. I’m a girly girl who loves pink and purple, enjoys flirting, LOVES makeup/purses/shoes/nail polish etc. My only wish? That when I flirt with a cute guy, that my face doesn’t flush BRIGHT RED. Oh, well.So, I take my car in today to get a spare key made. Fine. Flirt w/ cutie and leave. Car is running FINE! I’m going home after work and I hear something, kind of</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/feeds/6987211579348799043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8248014320834604409&amp;postID=6987211579348799043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/6987211579348799043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/6987211579348799043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/2007/06/knitting-and-pictures.html' title='Knitting. And. Pictures!'/><author><name>BatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16512720115317147389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1250/625162231_db68ae1331_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8248014320834604409.post-6135593129794431788</id><published>2007-06-25T19:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T19:42:22.612-04:00</updated><title type='text'>August 31</title><summary type='text'>The rules are to go to Wikipedia and type in your birthday month and day only. Then post 3 events, 2 births and one holiday that occurred on your birthday.3 Events:1. 1056 - Byzantine Empress Theodora dies suddenly without children to succeed the throne, ending the Macedonian dynasty.2. 1897 - Thomas Edison patents the Kinetoscope, the first movie projector.3. 1915 - Jimmy Lavender of the Chicago</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/feeds/6135593129794431788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8248014320834604409&amp;postID=6135593129794431788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/6135593129794431788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/6135593129794431788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/2007/06/august-31.html' title='August 31'/><author><name>BatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16512720115317147389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8248014320834604409.post-9055135223521042734</id><published>2007-06-24T16:03:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T16:03:32.175-04:00</updated><title type='text'>lyrical</title><summary type='text'>"And you move like waterI could drown in you.And I fell so deep once,Till you pulled me throughYou would tell me"No one is allowed to be so proudThey never reach outWhen they're giving up."-- Better Than Ezra, "A Lifetime"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/feeds/9055135223521042734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8248014320834604409&amp;postID=9055135223521042734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/9055135223521042734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/9055135223521042734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/2007/06/lyrical.html' title='lyrical'/><author><name>BatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16512720115317147389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8248014320834604409.post-1981906001849733700</id><published>2007-06-23T20:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T20:56:46.222-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Knitting and relationships</title><summary type='text'>No news yet about anything new.But it got me wondering whether there was a correlation between knitting and relationships. Finishing a project takes commitment and time, and a relationship takes commitment and time.Starting a new project can be fiddly and uncertain, as can a new relationship.So why is it that I'm comfortable casting on for new projects, but horrible at dipping my foot in the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/feeds/1981906001849733700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8248014320834604409&amp;postID=1981906001849733700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/1981906001849733700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/1981906001849733700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/2007/06/knitting-and-relationships.html' title='Knitting and relationships'/><author><name>BatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16512720115317147389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8248014320834604409.post-49305721751442789</id><published>2007-06-22T19:13:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T20:12:32.669-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Crushing</title><summary type='text'>I admit it. I'm crushing on someone. Kinda sorta bad. If you're gonna ask, I won't tell. But we started this sortaemailflirting thing the other day, and whee! I was on top of the world. I forgot how exhilirating this can be. It's been a while since I've flirted with a cute guy. Better yet, this is a guy I'd actually want to date. Not just flirt.Help! I've not done this in a little while - what do</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/feeds/49305721751442789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8248014320834604409&amp;postID=49305721751442789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/49305721751442789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/49305721751442789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/2007/06/crushing.html' title='Crushing'/><author><name>BatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16512720115317147389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8248014320834604409.post-5476715939988455849</id><published>2007-06-20T19:57:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T20:03:15.192-04:00</updated><title type='text'>29260</title><summary type='text'>If you're wondering what that number is, it's the number of stitches in the scarf pictured below:That's my dad's Illinois Wesleyan/Chicago Bears/Syracuse scarf. Knit w/ KnitPicks Andean Silk in Orange and Navy. It took me over a year to complete -- 70 stitches each round, 22 rounds for each color, 19 stripes. Just for kicks, here's a picture I took of the moon last November -- just "found" it on </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/feeds/5476715939988455849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8248014320834604409&amp;postID=5476715939988455849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/5476715939988455849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/5476715939988455849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/2007/06/29260.html' title='29260'/><author><name>BatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16512720115317147389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1187/577850520_400fd72d8c_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8248014320834604409.post-915037428744884026</id><published>2007-06-19T18:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T18:57:20.499-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Clarification</title><summary type='text'>So, I wrote about my sockpal sock being, ahem, stalled here.I'd like to clarify something: I am not passing judgment on my sockpal. It is well within her right to ask me to please knit her/him a pair of socks in the color/s they choose. I have chosen to do so, and though I'm not a fan of brown socks, the socks look amazing in the semi-solid Koigu.I have never met the person I am knitting for, so </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/feeds/915037428744884026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8248014320834604409&amp;postID=915037428744884026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/915037428744884026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/915037428744884026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/2007/06/clarification.html' title='Clarification'/><author><name>BatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16512720115317147389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8248014320834604409.post-7544995398944562074</id><published>2007-06-18T19:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T19:42:08.181-04:00</updated><title type='text'>HMMMMMMMM, Earth?</title><summary type='text'>Your Power Element is EarthYour power color: yellowYour energy: balancingYour season: changing of seasonsDedicated and responsible, you are a rock to your friends.You are skilled at working out even the most difficult problems.Low key and calm, you are happiest when you are around loved ones.Ambitious and goal oriented, you have long term plans to be successful.What's Your Power Element?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/feeds/7544995398944562074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8248014320834604409&amp;postID=7544995398944562074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/7544995398944562074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/7544995398944562074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/2007/06/hmmmmmmmm-earth.html' title='HMMMMMMMM, Earth?'/><author><name>BatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16512720115317147389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8248014320834604409.post-1638824921197860304</id><published>2007-06-15T23:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T23:23:28.041-04:00</updated><title type='text'>quote 'o the day</title><summary type='text'>"Life moves pretty fast. If you don't stop and look around once in awhile, you could miss it." - Ferris Bueller</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/feeds/1638824921197860304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8248014320834604409&amp;postID=1638824921197860304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/1638824921197860304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/1638824921197860304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/2007/06/quote-o-day.html' title='quote &apos;o the day'/><author><name>BatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16512720115317147389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8248014320834604409.post-5683442561048419092</id><published>2007-06-12T19:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T19:48:49.243-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Musings of a person w/o pictures today on their blog</title><summary type='text'>-If you read a book where the author divulges he personally owns 982 books on positive attitude, and this is a book on positive attitude, would you think he's OCD? ADD? A moron? Too wasteful w/ his money and he should share it with you?-If your co-worker is amazed that after 2 separate hectic, wild, crazy days by yourself in the office, w/o any assistance, that you're still positive is there </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/feeds/5683442561048419092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8248014320834604409&amp;postID=5683442561048419092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/5683442561048419092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/5683442561048419092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/2007/06/musings-of-person-wo-pictures-today-on.html' title='Musings of a person w/o pictures today on their blog'/><author><name>BatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16512720115317147389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8248014320834604409.post-4214726402885172587</id><published>2007-06-09T17:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T17:57:23.012-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Not a shocker here:</title><summary type='text'>You Belong in SummerEnergetic, creative, and very curious about the world...You're not going to let anything hold you back, especially a cold day.Whether you're chilling out at the beach or partying all night, you live for the warm weather.What Season Are You?I'm sitting here, in my house in NEW HAMPSHIRE, where it's currently 57 degrees and damp outside. I'm wearing: leather shoes, socks, jeans,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/feeds/4214726402885172587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8248014320834604409&amp;postID=4214726402885172587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/4214726402885172587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/4214726402885172587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/2007/06/not-shocker-here.html' title='Not a shocker here:'/><author><name>BatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16512720115317147389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8248014320834604409.post-717359944404430538</id><published>2007-06-06T20:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T20:51:37.701-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a ramblin' here</title><summary type='text'>first, before anyone writes me and is upset w/ my last post -- I will finish the socks. I'm just bored w/ them. The pattern is smartly written (kudos Grumperina!), and I love the look. I just personally like brighter colors. That's why when these are done, I'll be making myself a pair in colors more suited for me.that being said and done!I'm sure I'm not alone when I say I have one person I get </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/feeds/717359944404430538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8248014320834604409&amp;postID=717359944404430538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/717359944404430538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/717359944404430538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/2007/06/just-ramblin-here.html' title='Just a ramblin&apos; here'/><author><name>BatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16512720115317147389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1361/533852690_ebb35ebb83_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8248014320834604409.post-6303389461875924894</id><published>2007-06-05T20:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T20:39:07.195-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sockpal progress stalled</title><summary type='text'>Dear Sockpal,I promise to knit the socks I had set out on. The only problem I have is the socks. The pattern rocks, Koigu is amazing – my problem is with the colors.See, I promised myself I would knit the socks in the colors you had requested – neutral, earth tones. And I’m sticking to that to the very end.I think my problem is, is this – I don’t like knitting in earth tones. And yes, knitting </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/feeds/6303389461875924894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8248014320834604409&amp;postID=6303389461875924894' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/6303389461875924894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8248014320834604409/posts/default/6303389461875924894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pspbe214.blogspot.com/2007/06/sockpal-progress-stalled.html' title='Sockpal progress stalled'/><author><name>BatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16512720115317147389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
