<?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-4023686</id><updated>2012-03-01T02:43:22.401-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Selective Hearing</title><subtitle type='html'>I got it. You know you want it.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>deafgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10760648620151201710</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>353</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4023686.post-6312179561650599257</id><published>2008-05-11T15:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T15:34:16.441-05:00</updated><title type='text'>in which deafgirl has a Big Weekend</title><summary type='text'>I passed my orange star assessment, so I can scrimmage in practice now!  It kicks my ass.   Because of the nature of roller derby, almost the whole game is going on behind you and you are repsonsible for offense and defense, simultaneously.  Additionally, people are trying to knock you over the whole time.  It's a lot to wrap one's head around, and I'm sure glad I'm not allowed to bout in public </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6312179561650599257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4023686&amp;postID=6312179561650599257' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/6312179561650599257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/6312179561650599257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/2008/05/in-which-deafgirl-has-big-weekend.html' title='in which deafgirl has a Big Weekend'/><author><name>deafgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10760648620151201710</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-4023686.post-6105031723990771882</id><published>2008-03-13T22:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T22:06:30.637-05:00</updated><title type='text'>up in the ranks</title><summary type='text'>Last night at practice, I got my yellow star.There is this advancement system, see, that indicates where you are skill-wise. When you first make the league you are Fresh Meat and a White Star. You can do non-contact drills but that's it. After X number of practices you can test for your yellow star and, if you pass, become eligible for contact/blocking drills. After another X practices, you test </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6105031723990771882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4023686&amp;postID=6105031723990771882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/6105031723990771882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/6105031723990771882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/2008/03/up-in-ranks.html' title='up in the ranks'/><author><name>deafgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10760648620151201710</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-4023686.post-2489018591296575945</id><published>2008-01-29T13:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T13:10:11.847-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tenderized</title><summary type='text'>My fresh meat is sore. Not as sore as I had expected, but sore all the same.As though I have just been tenderized.I expect Thursday to be worse.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2489018591296575945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4023686&amp;postID=2489018591296575945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/2489018591296575945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/2489018591296575945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/2008/01/tenderized.html' title='Tenderized'/><author><name>deafgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10760648620151201710</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-4023686.post-4303613529465469610</id><published>2008-01-23T08:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T08:11:10.493-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Meat.  Fresh Meat.</title><summary type='text'>Who's a Charm City Rollergirl?I AM, BITCHES!WOOOOO!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4303613529465469610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4023686&amp;postID=4303613529465469610' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/4303613529465469610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/4303613529465469610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/2008/01/meat-fresh-meat.html' title='Meat.  Fresh Meat.'/><author><name>deafgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10760648620151201710</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-4023686.post-3751702297610223574</id><published>2008-01-05T21:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T22:12:26.244-06:00</updated><title type='text'>just in case.</title><summary type='text'>Tips for watching roller derby.Skillz workshop tomorrow. Makes me a little nervous. I skated like total crap on Thursday - I swear it felt like I'd never been on skates before. There is a workshop tomorrow and one other before tryouts.I want to be good now!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3751702297610223574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4023686&amp;postID=3751702297610223574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/3751702297610223574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/3751702297610223574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/2008/01/just-in-case.html' title='just in case.'/><author><name>deafgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10760648620151201710</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-4023686.post-7231444137809986267</id><published>2007-12-30T12:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T12:54:22.910-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Derby, it's what's for dinner.</title><summary type='text'>Open skate's tonight and I'm taking my killer new knee pads! I've also got a decent ankle brace now so rock-star falls, here I come!There is a skillz workshop this weekend, and next weekend too, and try outs are on the 21st. The league here is The Charm City Rollergirls. Their site has some video clips and info about the teams.  They also have a myspace page.Here is a cheesy, yet informative, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7231444137809986267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4023686&amp;postID=7231444137809986267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/7231444137809986267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/7231444137809986267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/2007/12/derby-its-whats-for-dinner.html' title='Derby, it&apos;s what&apos;s for dinner.'/><author><name>deafgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10760648620151201710</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-4023686.post-7428058051343707532</id><published>2007-12-11T22:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T22:33:09.782-06:00</updated><title type='text'>stutter steps</title><summary type='text'>We're going to give this a trial go and make no guarantees. I'll post if I feel like it and not post if I don't.I'm training up for roller derby. I know you're probably thinking of 70's disco-gold-hot-pants-and-fake-wrestling-fight derby, but I assure you these rollergirls mean business. A college friend of mine invited us all to a bout and I was hooked right away. I've been looking for a way to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7428058051343707532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4023686&amp;postID=7428058051343707532' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/7428058051343707532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/7428058051343707532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/2007/12/stutter-steps.html' title='stutter steps'/><author><name>deafgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10760648620151201710</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4023686.post-2897453203095490602</id><published>2007-04-29T22:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T22:20:24.377-05:00</updated><title type='text'>returns, triumphant and otherwise</title><summary type='text'>new changes around, if anyone is still checking.considering a return to blogging; hard to say which way the wind will blow. either way, i was tired of that same green template.hoot an holler if you're still checking.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2897453203095490602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4023686&amp;postID=2897453203095490602' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/2897453203095490602'/><link 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hot here i'm gonna need some other place to excericse than the 8th level of hell (where the a/c is always broken).in anticipation of my trip (i'm fixated, can you tell??), i've purchased new sunglasses. they look </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/114964630068592626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4023686&amp;postID=114964630068592626' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/114964630068592626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/114964630068592626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/2006/06/witty-title_06.html' title='*witty title*'/><author><name>deafgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10760648620151201710</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-4023686.post-114912955580320404</id><published>2006-05-31T21:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T21:39:16.246-05:00</updated><title type='text'>my bad</title><summary type='text'>i forgotthe seagullandfool for love</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/114912955580320404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4023686&amp;postID=114912955580320404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/114912955580320404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/114912955580320404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/2006/05/my-bad.html' title='my bad'/><author><name>deafgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10760648620151201710</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-4023686.post-114895257918869851</id><published>2006-05-29T19:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T21:45:31.046-05:00</updated><title type='text'>regrouping and ramping up</title><summary type='text'>again with the busy schedule. this week was long, and i'm glad it's over. the weekend was busy and good. saturday another teacher and i took our "art of musical theatre" class to NYC for the day to see "phantom of the opera". it was an entertaining show. i last saw it on tour at the kennedy center but it was nice to see it in it's more permanent home. the coolest part of the trip though, was when</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/114895257918869851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4023686&amp;postID=114895257918869851' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/114895257918869851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/114895257918869851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/2006/05/regrouping-and-ramping-up.html' title='regrouping and ramping up'/><author><name>deafgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10760648620151201710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4023686.post-114774837669031599</id><published>2006-05-15T21:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T22:01:34.413-05:00</updated><title type='text'>mama's got a brand new toy</title><summary type='text'>http://www.flickr.com/photos/sparkytd/</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/114774837669031599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4023686&amp;postID=114774837669031599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/114774837669031599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/114774837669031599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/2006/05/mamas-got-brand-new-toy.html' title='mama&apos;s got a brand new toy'/><author><name>deafgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10760648620151201710</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-4023686.post-114731538123008263</id><published>2006-05-10T21:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T22:02:03.176-05:00</updated><title type='text'>points of interest</title><summary type='text'>point of interest #1: i've signed up to play in the faculty vs. varsity softball game. on the faculty side, which will be wierd on a number of different levels. thank god i've managed to hold onto my glove for just such an occasion.point of interest #2: i was refered to as a "great role model for _girl x_ while she's figuring out who she is" meaning, there are a couple of girls we figure will end</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/114731538123008263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4023686&amp;postID=114731538123008263' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/114731538123008263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/114731538123008263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/2006/05/points-of-interest.html' title='points of interest'/><author><name>deafgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10760648620151201710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4023686.post-114187674735187615</id><published>2006-03-08T21:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T21:59:07.610-06:00</updated><title type='text'>selfish</title><summary type='text'>tonight i feel selfish.  i ate what i wanted, and i watched what i wanted (HP - GOF). i haven't done a single responsible thing since i got home from work.i made it through the middle school musical which ended up taking a lot more out of me than i had expected.  today i finished teaching my middle school class so now i only have the one class of upper schoolers who i warp and mold into </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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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-4023686.post-114110610143078783</id><published>2006-02-27T23:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T23:55:01.496-06:00</updated><title type='text'>time wasting, no sleeping</title><summary type='text'>i took another silly web test:My Personal Dna Report </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/114110610143078783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4023686&amp;postID=114110610143078783' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/114110610143078783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/114110610143078783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/2006/02/time-wasting-no-sleeping.html' title='time wasting, no sleeping'/><author><name>deafgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10760648620151201710</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-4023686.post-113851295083657100</id><published>2006-01-28T23:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T23:36:08.526-06:00</updated><title type='text'>i am a secret romantic</title><summary type='text'>could i be more excited about this???wuthering heights is one of my most favorite stories of all time. i heart it..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/113851295083657100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4023686&amp;postID=113851295083657100' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/113851295083657100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/113851295083657100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-am-secret-romantic_28.html' title='i am a secret romantic'/><author><name>deafgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10760648620151201710</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-4023686.post-113642747778102503</id><published>2006-01-04T20:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T20:17:57.956-06:00</updated><title type='text'>my good ear</title><summary type='text'>i saw this article on msnbc about 'tricks you can teach your body' and one of them really made sense to me.   any one of you who know me really well will know why:2. Experience supersonic hearing!If you're stuck chatting up a mumbler at a cocktail party, lean in with your right ear. It's better than your left at following the rapid rhythms of speech, according to researchers at the UCLA David </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/113642747778102503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4023686&amp;postID=113642747778102503' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/113642747778102503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/113642747778102503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/2006/01/my-good-ear.html' title='my good ear'/><author><name>deafgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10760648620151201710</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4023686.post-113598842675261118</id><published>2005-12-30T18:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T18:20:27.216-06:00</updated><title type='text'>going commando</title><summary type='text'>i spent wednesday night at my mom's house.  we had fun all day, playing with my nieces.  i washed my car; we went to the mall.  i broke into my mom's house.it was her garage, to be more specific.  we were getting ready to watch sleeping beauty with my nieces and i wanted some popcorn.  when i started the microwave, i blew a circuit - my mom says this has happened before.  the fuse box is in the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/113598842675261118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>my holidays have been good so far.  xmas yesterday was great - i got good stuff, and i watched videos with my nieces all day.  we watched rudolf, grinch, and pooh xmas.  after dinner, we watched aladdin, with one niece giving a dramatic interpretation for some of the more climactic scenes -  there was singing along and some definite character choices were happening.  it topped the cuteness </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/113563369402576021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4023686&amp;postID=113563369402576021' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/113563369402576021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/113563369402576021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/2005/12/post-xmas.html' title='post xmas'/><author><name>deafgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10760648620151201710</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-4023686.post-113530448728232708</id><published>2005-12-22T20:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T20:21:27.470-06:00</updated><title type='text'>cleaning</title><summary type='text'>is what i'm doing.i did manage to get a haircut today, now my ponytail is cute and bouncy.i'm cleaning my room in anticipation of the imminent arrival of a new piece of furniture.  now my scarves, blankets, sheets, etc, will have a place to live.  it goes with a piece i already had, and i'm now on the hunt for a dresser to finish out my bedroom furniture setup.tomorrow i'm going to my mom's house</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/113530448728232708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4023686&amp;postID=113530448728232708' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/113530448728232708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/113530448728232708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/2005/12/cleaning.html' title='cleaning'/><author><name>deafgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10760648620151201710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4023686.post-113521607243946630</id><published>2005-12-21T19:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T19:48:29.723-06:00</updated><title type='text'>xmas</title><summary type='text'>that's right, xmas. took the christ right out of that one, didn't i? i went to catholic school from K-8, replete in plaid skirts and knee socks. we had contests in art class at this time of year to make collages or pictures demonstrating how to "put the christ back in christmas" and now i can't get though the holidays without thinking of it.i'm on vacation now, for two weeks. on the last day of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/113521607243946630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4023686&amp;postID=113521607243946630' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/113521607243946630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/113521607243946630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/2005/12/xmas.html' title='xmas'/><author><name>deafgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10760648620151201710</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4023686.post-113435428736154179</id><published>2005-12-11T20:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-11T20:24:47.546-06:00</updated><title type='text'>long time, no blog</title><summary type='text'>i feel i should update.i haven't for so long for a few reasons.  first and foremost, i've been really busy.   it's almost been like i've wanted to post, but so much has happened that seemed not postworthy but postworthy.we mounted the upper school musical, to rousing success.  i've gotten through two of three holiday programs, and am fast approaching my first incoming gig, an outside dance </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/113435428736154179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4023686&amp;postID=113435428736154179' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/113435428736154179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/113435428736154179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/2005/12/long-time-no-blog.html' title='long time, no blog'/><author><name>deafgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10760648620151201710</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4023686.post-113090346605140317</id><published>2005-11-01T21:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T21:51:06.063-06:00</updated><title type='text'>google meme</title><summary type='text'>i jacked this from my sister, it's the funniest thing going...at google.com, type "__your name__ wants" and then " __your name__ needs".....Janine needs yoga and she needs you too!Janine needs our support.Janine needs a room she can go wild in.Janine needs to find a way to distract the gardener and knows just how to do it.Janine needs to review her lives before she can choose to be reborn or </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4023686.post-112899633813453304</id><published>2005-10-10T20:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T21:05:38.140-05:00</updated><title type='text'>extra crispy</title><summary type='text'>fall is in the air, here in b'more.i love the fall... it is, by far, my favorite season. i love the cool, crisp air, the foliage, the turtlenecks.  i have more fall/winter clothes than any other season. i love being under blankets. i love that i can keep my windows open now so it will be chilly without a fan. i love football on tv.  fall has a smell, that dried leaves smell, that makes me so </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/112899633813453304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4023686&amp;postID=112899633813453304' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/112899633813453304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/112899633813453304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/2005/10/extra-crispy.html' title='extra crispy'/><author><name>deafgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10760648620151201710</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4023686.post-112822272333981899</id><published>2005-10-01T22:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-01T22:14:01.570-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Queen Fatspam</title><summary type='text'>i saw this site, it's a random generator site.they have a site for randomly generating cat's names.when i clicked on it, it gave me Queen Fatspam.i laughed, out loud, in my apartment, late at night.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/112822272333981899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4023686&amp;postID=112822272333981899' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/112822272333981899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/112822272333981899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/2005/10/queen-fatspam.html' title='Queen Fatspam'/><author><name>deafgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10760648620151201710</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4023686.post-112784918052106902</id><published>2005-09-27T14:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T14:26:20.526-05:00</updated><title type='text'>guess my age, win nothing</title><summary type='text'>i just got my picture taken for the yearbook.how old am i?what year is this?will i be 'most popular'?  'most likely to succeed'? 'best parties'?oh, the anxiety! the waiting!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/112784918052106902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4023686&amp;postID=112784918052106902' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/112784918052106902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/112784918052106902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/2005/09/guess-my-age-win-nothing.html' title='guess my age, win nothing'/><author><name>deafgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10760648620151201710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4023686.post-112770365320258437</id><published>2005-09-25T21:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T22:00:53.210-05:00</updated><title type='text'>stasis</title><summary type='text'>i went shopping yesterday.  it's a beautiful thing.  now i can control volume and switch between components without leaving my chair!tomorrow is another week...  busy, but rewarding.  my sister and i have tix to see coldplay on friday night, and we are so excited we might burst before then. i get a cell phone on tuesday, hopefully, after much train wreck behavior from verizon.today i got clean </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/112770365320258437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4023686&amp;postID=112770365320258437' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/112770365320258437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/112770365320258437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/2005/09/stasis.html' title='stasis'/><author><name>deafgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10760648620151201710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4023686.post-112709638218676528</id><published>2005-09-18T21:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T21:23:56.073-05:00</updated><title type='text'>CMT</title><summary type='text'>I'm thinkin' about my doorbell, When ya gonna ring it, when ya gonna ring itYeah, I'm thinkin' about my doorbell, When ya gonna ring it, when ya gonna ring it oh, I'm thinkin' about my doorbell, When ya gonna ring it, when ya gonna ring itYeah, I been thinkin' about my doorbell"My Doorbell"-the White Stripes</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/112709638218676528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4023686&amp;postID=112709638218676528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/112709638218676528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/112709638218676528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/2005/09/cmt.html' title='CMT'/><author><name>deafgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10760648620151201710</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-4023686.post-112679444170601682</id><published>2005-09-15T09:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T09:27:21.713-05:00</updated><title type='text'>pissiness</title><summary type='text'>my cell phone was stolen off my desk, this makes me slightly pissy.blogger refuses to publish my last post for some reason, which also makes me slightly pissy.i guess that's really it.so maybe not so pissy.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/112679444170601682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4023686&amp;postID=112679444170601682' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/112679444170601682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/112679444170601682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/2005/09/pissiness.html' title='pissiness'/><author><name>deafgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10760648620151201710</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-4023686.post-112672946162661963</id><published>2005-09-14T15:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T07:37:35.156-05:00</updated><title type='text'>my new career</title><summary type='text'>i taught my first class today. my mentor said i did great, and nobody fell asleep so i guess i prolly did okay. i started with their reading assignment for the day but got bored just talking about it so i switched to visual aids instead. i had brought a model (the guys) that really demonstrated the principles the reading talked about , so i just winged it - i described the design process, and the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/112672946162661963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4023686&amp;postID=112672946162661963' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/112672946162661963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/112672946162661963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/2005/09/my-new-career.html' title='my new career'/><author><name>deafgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10760648620151201710</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-4023686.post-112605710031977274</id><published>2005-09-06T20:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T20:38:20.326-05:00</updated><title type='text'>soccer and greta garbo</title><summary type='text'>today i watched my nieces play soccer for the first time, on a team at the local y for 3 and 4 year olds.  it was, by far, the cutest thing i've seen.  we had varying degrees of team spirit, and sometimes maybe the girls just didn't feel like kickin the ball, but they were even cute when they were being stubborn.tonight, i watched a tcm documentary on greta garbo.  i realize she is, by far, one </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/112605710031977274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4023686&amp;postID=112605710031977274' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/112605710031977274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/112605710031977274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/2005/09/soccer-and-greta-garbo.html' title='soccer and greta garbo'/><author><name>deafgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10760648620151201710</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-4023686.post-112569615512485057</id><published>2005-09-02T16:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T16:22:35.130-05:00</updated><title type='text'>week one, down</title><summary type='text'>i have finally completed my first official week as 'faculty'.  i have never been to so many meetings in my entire life.  meetings, assemblies, bowling.. you name it.i'm getting used to my laptop; my desktop is still my favorite, but i like the portability of the laptop.  the campus is wireless networked out the wahzoo, and there is a hotspot somewhere near my apt, which means i can type in bed! </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/112569615512485057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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occasion</title><summary type='text'>tonight my sister helped me purchase some fine, fine decor for my new, adult, apartment. the theory behind the big $$ action is that new, grownup job should = new, grownup atmosphere.i got dark purple sheers for my bedroom that match my comforter and some of the artwork in there. i had no living room furniture so we set a standard with a walnut finish bentwood chair w/ black cushion, a burgundy </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/112424986459839572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4023686&amp;postID=112424986459839572' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/112424986459839572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/112424986459839572'/><link 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since i did that.things here in the big city are great.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/112395461454113710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4023686&amp;postID=112395461454113710' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/112395461454113710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/112395461454113710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/2005/08/biding-my-time.html' title='biding my time'/><author><name>deafgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10760648620151201710</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-4023686.post-112301459515622852</id><published>2005-08-02T15:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-02T15:29:55.163-05:00</updated><title type='text'>relocation</title><summary type='text'>i'm blogging to you from the east coast now...  does the type look smaller?i've got an apartment, i've got all my stuff in it, and thursday i get electric so i can get me in it!  it's 3 blocks from my sister and around the corner from shoppin, videos, and laundry.  i have a bay window, hardwood floors and ceiling fans.  it's a 'charming one bedroom in the heart of charles village' and i think </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/112301459515622852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4023686&amp;postID=112301459515622852' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/112301459515622852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/112301459515622852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/2005/08/relocation.html' title='relocation'/><author><name>deafgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10760648620151201710</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4023686.post-112230366828006869</id><published>2005-07-25T09:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-25T10:01:08.280-05:00</updated><title type='text'>get your religion!</title><summary type='text'>new link in the link section -  the popeyour inside track to God's right hand man.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/112230366828006869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4023686&amp;postID=112230366828006869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/112230366828006869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/112230366828006869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/2005/07/get-your-religion.html' title='get your religion!'/><author><name>deafgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10760648620151201710</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-4023686.post-112143948752022164</id><published>2005-07-15T09:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-15T09:58:07.526-05:00</updated><title type='text'>a state of flux</title><summary type='text'>I gave notice at work on Monday.I've been threatening to do that for years.   I've really been happy at my job, but over the course of this last year or so I actually wondered "Is this it? Is this all of my life?".  I thought that only happened in the movies.  I've been unhappy with my life lately, and finally grew a pair and sought out change.The people I work with are fantastic.  I will miss </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/112143948752022164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4023686&amp;postID=112143948752022164' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/112143948752022164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/112143948752022164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/2005/07/state-of-flux.html' title='a state of flux'/><author><name>deafgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10760648620151201710</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4023686.post-112129777386375926</id><published>2005-07-13T18:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T18:36:13.910-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Overheard in New York</title><summary type='text'>Overheard in New YorkWoman on cell:  It's really gay outside right now.--Bowery &amp; 4th</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/112129777386375926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4023686&amp;postID=112129777386375926' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/112129777386375926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/112129777386375926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/2005/07/overheard-in-new-york_13.html' title='Overheard in New York'/><author><name>deafgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10760648620151201710</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-4023686.post-112070732763145416</id><published>2005-07-06T22:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T22:35:27.636-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the thing</title><summary type='text'>see, here it is:i have too much shit.i try to get rid of it, herd it, contain it.... it's an uphill battle that i have clearly lost.a lot of it is worthless, sentimental, broken, too-small shit.  and yet, it remains... i won't lose that 15 lbs that would make it fit againi don't forsee any event/occasion in the next year for which i might need that sort of shoe/dress/handbagi haven't read it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/112070732763145416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4023686&amp;postID=112070732763145416' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/112070732763145416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/112070732763145416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/2005/07/thing.html' title='the thing'/><author><name>deafgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10760648620151201710</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4023686.post-112032363951265063</id><published>2005-07-02T12:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-02T12:00:39.563-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Overheard in New York</title><summary type='text'>Overheard in New York: "Guy: I think this museum was designed by Frank Lloyd Webber. Woman: The playwright?Guy: This is not art. I'm asking for my money back.--Guggenheim Museum"i love frank lloyd webber... his little house on the prairie is my favorite!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/112032363951265063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4023686&amp;postID=112032363951265063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/112032363951265063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/112032363951265063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/2005/07/overheard-in-new-york.html' title='Overheard in New York'/><author><name>deafgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10760648620151201710</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-4023686.post-111910726152046352</id><published>2005-06-18T10:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-18T10:07:41.576-05:00</updated><title type='text'>it's small, but it's not that small...</title><summary type='text'>It's in the Alternate Universe ConfederacyMidwood girl #1: Hey, where is Maryland anyway?Midwood girl #2: It's in D.C. somewhere.Midwood girl #1: Oh, right.--Flatbush bagel shopOverheard in New York</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111910726152046352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4023686&amp;postID=111910726152046352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/111910726152046352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/111910726152046352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/2005/06/its-small-but-its-not-that-small.html' title='it&apos;s small, but it&apos;s not that small...'/><author><name>deafgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10760648620151201710</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-4023686.post-111741401881284762</id><published>2005-05-29T19:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-29T19:46:58.846-05:00</updated><title type='text'>PostSecret</title><summary type='text'>my brother-in-law had this link in a post on his blog - it's wildPostSecret</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111741401881284762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4023686&amp;postID=111741401881284762' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/111741401881284762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/111741401881284762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/2005/05/postsecret.html' title='PostSecret'/><author><name>deafgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10760648620151201710</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4023686.post-111647096552468551</id><published>2005-05-18T21:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-18T22:06:09.216-05:00</updated><title type='text'>newness</title><summary type='text'>take a gander over at the linktitude and blog-o-rama sections... there's tempting new treats just for you.this guy is pretty funny, these three so far anyhow...song on the radio right now: "don't you wish your girlfriend was hot like me"you know it's true, don't deny it.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111647096552468551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4023686&amp;postID=111647096552468551' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/111647096552468551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/111647096552468551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/2005/05/newness.html' title='newness'/><author><name>deafgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10760648620151201710</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-4023686.post-111446631989743875</id><published>2005-04-25T16:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T16:58:39.896-05:00</updated><title type='text'>stars in my eyes</title><summary type='text'>what a cool site!  you can download hubble images for free to blow up as prints for your home!HubbleSite </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111446631989743875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4023686&amp;postID=111446631989743875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/111446631989743875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/111446631989743875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/2005/04/stars-in-my-eyes.html' title='stars in my eyes'/><author><name>deafgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10760648620151201710</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-4023686.post-111395335563165150</id><published>2005-04-19T18:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-19T18:29:15.630-05:00</updated><title type='text'>y'all wanna coke?</title><summary type='text'>take this quiz.i scored:  "61% (Dixie). A definitive Southern score!"that amuses me.somehow.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111395335563165150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4023686&amp;postID=111395335563165150' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/111395335563165150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/111395335563165150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/2005/04/yall-wanna-coke.html' title='y&apos;all wanna coke?'/><author><name>deafgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10760648620151201710</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-4023686.post-111159285684997028</id><published>2005-03-23T09:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T09:47:36.850-06:00</updated><title type='text'>on the move</title><summary type='text'>this weekend i'm hitching a ride, with my friend betsy, home for the weekend!  i was home last at christmas  and that seems so long long ago, in a galaxy far far away.  also, it's been some time since i've been on  a bona-fide road trip so i'm excited on several levels.currently, i'm reading a biography of howard hughes and listening, most recently, to folk implosion and whfs online.work is the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111159285684997028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4023686&amp;postID=111159285684997028' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/111159285684997028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/111159285684997028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/2005/03/on-move.html' title='on the move'/><author><name>deafgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10760648620151201710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4023686.post-111110857227996924</id><published>2005-03-17T19:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-17T19:16:12.280-06:00</updated><title type='text'>'Tis Herself!</title><summary type='text'>in honor of st. patrick's day, i've posted a few photos i snapped in the auld country during my semester abroad in '96. enjoy!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111110857227996924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4023686&amp;postID=111110857227996924' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/111110857227996924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/111110857227996924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/2005/03/tis-herself.html' title='&apos;Tis Herself!'/><author><name>deafgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10760648620151201710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4023686.post-111110834029201111</id><published>2005-03-17T19:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-17T19:12:20.293-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>irish coastline</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111110834029201111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4023686&amp;postID=111110834029201111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/111110834029201111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/111110834029201111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/2005/03/irish-coastline.html' title=''/><author><name>deafgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10760648620151201710</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-4023686.post-111110798680391640</id><published>2005-03-17T19:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-17T19:06:26.803-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>quaint cottage by the seaside</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111110798680391640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4023686&amp;postID=111110798680391640' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/111110798680391640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/111110798680391640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/2005/03/quaint-cottage-by-seaside.html' title=''/><author><name>deafgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10760648620151201710</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-4023686.post-111110793383925755</id><published>2005-03-17T19:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-17T19:05:33.840-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>on the left is the house i lived in for four months</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111110793383925755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4023686&amp;postID=111110793383925755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/111110793383925755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/111110793383925755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/2005/03/on-left-is-house-i-lived-in-for-four.html' title=''/><author><name>deafgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10760648620151201710</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-4023686.post-111110733199812779</id><published>2005-03-17T18:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-17T18:55:31.996-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>doolin in the springtime</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111110733199812779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4023686&amp;postID=111110733199812779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/111110733199812779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/111110733199812779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/2005/03/doolin-in-springtime.html' title=''/><author><name>deafgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10760648620151201710</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-4023686.post-110900577488210604</id><published>2005-02-21T11:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-21T11:09:34.883-06:00</updated><title type='text'>nonchalance</title><summary type='text'>i came out to my dad.  he says to each his own, fine with him, just wants to see me happy and with someone.  then we had a laugh about it.sometimes the non-drama is freakier than the drama.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/110900577488210604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4023686&amp;postID=110900577488210604' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/110900577488210604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/110900577488210604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/2005/02/nonchalance.html' title='nonchalance'/><author><name>deafgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10760648620151201710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4023686.post-110874989363225781</id><published>2005-02-18T12:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-18T12:04:53.633-06:00</updated><title type='text'>bullet dodging</title><summary type='text'>is a skill that i wish i had.   sometimes, it would be nice to be able to instantly maneuver out of a sticky situation without fumbling words or awkward silences.motherfucker.more to follow, i promise.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/110874989363225781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4023686&amp;postID=110874989363225781' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/110874989363225781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/110874989363225781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/2005/02/bullet-dodging.html' title='bullet dodging'/><author><name>deafgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10760648620151201710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4023686.post-110833908056617218</id><published>2005-02-13T17:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-13T17:58:00.566-06:00</updated><title type='text'>updatum minimus</title><summary type='text'>show opened, is going well.  everyone is happy with the end result despite the 27 layers of hell we went through to get the stupid thing up.mardi gras was a smash hit, almost the whole front page of the weekend section of the paper was a spread on it, replete with photographic evidence.currently cleaning my apt. in anticipation of a visit from my daddy, who's not been out here since i moved in, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/110833908056617218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4023686&amp;postID=110833908056617218' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/110833908056617218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/110833908056617218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/2005/02/updatum-minimus.html' title='updatum minimus'/><author><name>deafgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10760648620151201710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4023686.post-110628093581476581</id><published>2005-01-20T22:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-20T22:15:35.813-06:00</updated><title type='text'>money well spent</title><summary type='text'>this weekend i spent the best $50 ever.i bought:1.  fleece lined carpenter jeans2. the first season of buffy on dvd3. a moist/dry heating pad after throwing my back outindeed, money well spent.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/110628093581476581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4023686&amp;postID=110628093581476581' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/110628093581476581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/110628093581476581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/2005/01/money-well-spent.html' title='money well spent'/><author><name>deafgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10760648620151201710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4023686.post-110565899330474947</id><published>2005-01-13T17:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-13T17:29:53.303-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Jesus and Your TV</title><summary type='text'>yesterday, i saw a bumpersticker that read 'if jesus came to your house, would you still watch the same tv shows?'.  oh, the willies it gave me.i haven't set anything on fire since my last ham and swiss, but i did manage to drop my keys down the elevator shaft in my apt. building.  luckily it only took about 45 minutes to retrieve them, from the time i called my super 'til the time my landlord </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/110565899330474947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4023686&amp;postID=110565899330474947' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/110565899330474947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/110565899330474947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/2005/01/jesus-and-your-tv.html' title='Jesus and Your TV'/><author><name>deafgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10760648620151201710</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4023686.post-110516997502226586</id><published>2005-01-08T01:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-08T11:13:10.206-06:00</updated><title type='text'>ham and swiss flambe</title><summary type='text'>today i set my lunch on fire.i was toasting a ham and swiss and a little droplet of cheese fell from the sandwich onto the cover for the heating element in my toaster oven. when i went into the kitchen to check on my sandwich (i wanted it a little toasted, not too much) there were little flames shooting up from the element and from the corner of my sandwich. how often do you have to blow out </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/110516997502226586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4023686&amp;postID=110516997502226586' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/110516997502226586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/110516997502226586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/2005/01/ham-and-swiss-flambe.html' title='ham and swiss flambe'/><author><name>deafgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10760648620151201710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4023686.post-110498705855564340</id><published>2005-01-05T22:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-05T22:50:58.556-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Preshrunk</title><summary type='text'>i love a good t-shirt.  this site makes me happy.Preshrunk</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/110498705855564340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4023686&amp;postID=110498705855564340' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/110498705855564340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/110498705855564340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/2005/01/preshrunk.html' title='Preshrunk'/><author><name>deafgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10760648620151201710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4023686.post-110308623711351744</id><published>2004-12-14T22:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-12-14T23:31:30.520-06:00</updated><title type='text'>human jukebox</title><summary type='text'>those of you who know what my music collection is like will know why i think this rocks.One Hit Wonder Central - one hit wonders music of the 50's, 60's, 70's, 80's and 90's</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/110308623711351744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4023686&amp;postID=110308623711351744' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/110308623711351744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/110308623711351744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/2004/12/human-jukebox.html' title='human jukebox'/><author><name>deafgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10760648620151201710</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4023686.post-110308042558347201</id><published>2004-12-14T21:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-12-14T21:13:45.583-06:00</updated><title type='text'>early xmas at La Casa Deafgirl</title><summary type='text'>my player came today and it is the sweetest thing ever.  i've already filled it up with music (about 170 songs) and set up the fm station presets on the radio.  it's day one and i couldn't be more pleased with it.this weekend one of our cast members had a party for the xmas carol adults/nat staff and we all had a blast.  i hadn't had a drink in weeks to save up and boy did i cash in.  the best </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/110308042558347201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4023686&amp;postID=110308042558347201' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/110308042558347201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/110308042558347201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/2004/12/early-xmas-at-la-casa-deafgirl.html' title='early xmas at La Casa Deafgirl'/><author><name>deafgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10760648620151201710</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-4023686.post-110269944130989467</id><published>2004-12-10T11:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-12-10T11:31:45.066-06:00</updated><title type='text'>my liver vs. the Tightass insurance companies</title><summary type='text'>today was the gastroenterologist appt.  it went fine.  he feels it's more  a case of the insurance company being a tightass than it is an actual medical problem.  he says he will help me deal with insurance by writing a letter or whatever else he can do - he thinks it's gonna be hard for me to get insured now.in better news, here's what i'm getting for xmas: that mp3 player!!i'm going home </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/110269944130989467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4023686.post-110253049892486023</id><published>2004-12-08T13:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-12-08T14:36:39.983-06:00</updated><title type='text'>3d baby, 3d</title><summary type='text'>today at work i am playing with 3d animation software on my computer. i've got a couple of new programs, with which i hope to create some animation projections for 80 days. it's wicked cool.still on the fence about the glasses and i need to make a choice soon as the sale at sears ends on saturday.here's what i want for xmas: an mp3 player. unfortunately, lots of places that have it for cheap </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/110253049892486023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4023686&amp;postID=110253049892486023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/110253049892486023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/110253049892486023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/2004/12/3d-baby-3d.html' title='3d baby, 3d'/><author><name>deafgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10760648620151201710</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-4023686.post-110205095599375576</id><published>2004-12-02T23:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-12-02T23:23:45.153-06:00</updated><title type='text'>to see, or not to see</title><summary type='text'>my eyes hurt when i read and use the computer.  i have reading glasses; i got my eyes examined today, and i need stronger ones.  apparently, in addition to my far-sightedness, i am now slightly near-sighted as well.the choices are these:a.) keep on with reading glasses like i have now (which i need a stronger prescription for) and use them for reading and computer work, etc.b.) get bifocals</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/110205095599375576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4023686&amp;postID=110205095599375576' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/110205095599375576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/110205095599375576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/2004/12/to-see-or-not-to-see.html' title='to see, or not to see'/><author><name>deafgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10760648620151201710</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-4023686.post-110140603664362844</id><published>2004-11-25T13:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-11-25T12:07:16.643-06:00</updated><title type='text'>thanksgiving 911</title><summary type='text'>someone in my building had a small kitchen fire last night, so i was on the phone to 911 at 5:45 this morning.  there was smoke in the first floor hallway, and some coming out of the window of an apartment but no real danger - i got to see the firetrucks though, and that always makes me happy.the 'guest lecture' deal went well yesterday.. i managed to crack a few jokes, and we filled up the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/110140603664362844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4023686&amp;postID=110140603664362844' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/110140603664362844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/110140603664362844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/2004/11/thanksgiving-911.html' title='thanksgiving 911'/><author><name>deafgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10760648620151201710</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-4023686.post-110114108287783981</id><published>2004-11-22T10:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-11-22T10:31:22.876-06:00</updated><title type='text'>long time no blog</title><summary type='text'>we've just muddled through an extended tech/preview period for xmas carol (that's right, i took the 'christ' right the fuck out of christmas, didn't i).   it's still in student matinees and opens officially on friday.  i took this morning off, since i'm not running the matinees.  i still have notes to do but i figure i deserve one morning to myself.nothing new on the liver front - i don't have </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/110114108287783981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>nutshells</title><summary type='text'>ultrasound was normal - more blood tests to come back tomorrowhouse sat for some friends this weekendknee deep in xmas carol, which is going okaytaking this evening off to clean and make food for the weekam co-chair of the decorating committee for a mardi gras party in february - we have production meetings, and a $500 budget just for decor.  there are 6 sub-committees for this shi-shi </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/109994083631820186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4023686&amp;postID=109994083631820186' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/109994083631820186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/109994083631820186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/2004/11/nutshells.html' title='nutshells'/><author><name>deafgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10760648620151201710</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4023686.post-109954193831146759</id><published>2004-11-03T22:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-11-03T22:18:58.313-06:00</updated><title type='text'>total, gut-wrenching, marrow-chilling, disappointment</title><summary type='text'>i cannot even believe the election results.  i am disappointed in the citizens of this country that i would, right now, rather not call my own.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4023686.post-109945802799789324</id><published>2004-11-02T23:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-11-02T23:00:27.996-06:00</updated><title type='text'>please god.  please.</title><summary type='text'>if bush wins, i will cry.  and then i will move out of the country.CNN.com Election 2004</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/109945802799789324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4023686&amp;postID=109945802799789324' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/109945802799789324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/109945802799789324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/2004/11/please-god-please.html' title='please god.  please.'/><author><name>deafgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10760648620151201710</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-4023686.post-109867109162133127</id><published>2004-10-24T21:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-24T21:42:19.550-05:00</updated><title type='text'>in health related news</title><summary type='text'>i sucked it up and paid $70 to see a doctor on saturday night. he was very nice but told me that i can't ignore the numbers. my liver area is more tender than it should be (he did the whole 'lie down on the table and take deep breaths while i apply pressure to your liver) and he's concerned about "fatty infiltration". he recommended a liver ultrasound. so they're setting that up for me this week </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/109867109162133127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4023686&amp;postID=109867109162133127' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/109867109162133127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/109867109162133127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/2004/10/in-health-related-news.html' title='in health related news'/><author><name>deafgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10760648620151201710</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4023686.post-109841691043246601</id><published>2004-10-21T22:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-21T22:48:30.433-05:00</updated><title type='text'>grrr</title><summary type='text'>in other, more infuriating and unsettling news, i got declined for health insurance today because of abnormal test results.  the good people at humana provided me with a copy of the lab results, but no explanation.  i have high levels of ast and alt, but don't have any idea really of what the hell that means.  it also appears that my creatinine is also high, but who the fuck knows what that is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/109841691043246601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4023686&amp;postID=109841691043246601' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/109841691043246601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/109841691043246601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/2004/10/grrr.html' title='grrr'/><author><name>deafgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10760648620151201710</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4023686.post-109840043349162318</id><published>2004-10-21T18:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-21T18:13:53.490-05:00</updated><title type='text'>woo hoo!</title><summary type='text'>in other news, i just found out that my sister has been published in an anthology!!  go buy it!!  my sister rawks!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/109840043349162318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4023686&amp;postID=109840043349162318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/109840043349162318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/109840043349162318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/2004/10/woo-hoo.html' title='woo hoo!'/><author><name>deafgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10760648620151201710</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-4023686.post-109839741998218861</id><published>2004-10-21T17:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-21T17:30:16.776-05:00</updated><title type='text'>wishful thinking</title><summary type='text'>some of you know that my favorite thing to do on friday nights from october through april is go to an icehogs game. i love watching minor league hockey. usually, i am hoarse from screaming by the time the game is done, and in the off season i go through a slight withdrawl period.some of you also know that once i've set my sights on something i'd like to have, i will obsess over it until one of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/109839741998218861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4023686&amp;postID=109839741998218861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/109839741998218861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/109839741998218861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/2004/10/wishful-thinking.html' title='wishful thinking'/><author><name>deafgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10760648620151201710</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-4023686.post-109778821627819726</id><published>2004-10-14T16:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-14T20:36:52.093-05:00</updated><title type='text'>rufus and me</title><summary type='text'>i can't decide whether the best part of last night was the actual concert, getting my ticket stub autographed, having my picture taken with rufus, or hugging him.votes?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/109778821627819726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4023686&amp;postID=109778821627819726' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/109778821627819726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/109778821627819726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/2004/10/rufus-and-me.html' title='rufus and me'/><author><name>deafgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10760648620151201710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4023686.post-109763511148859458</id><published>2004-10-12T21:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-12T21:54:30.956-05:00</updated><title type='text'>just half a cup please</title><summary type='text'>today i had to submit to an exam as part of the application process for my new health insurance.  i gave two vials of blood..  seeing my blood drain into the vials was kind of hypnotic, after i recovered from the initial needle stick.  now that's done, i should be insured within the week.today at work we had more meetings for christmas carol.  it's eating a hole in my soul.  there are so many </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/109763511148859458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4023686&amp;postID=109763511148859458' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/109763511148859458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/109763511148859458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/2004/10/just-half-cup-please.html' title='just half a cup please'/><author><name>deafgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10760648620151201710</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-4023686.post-109746449644799681</id><published>2004-10-10T22:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-10T22:14:56.446-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the big city</title><summary type='text'>yesterday i was in the big city.  i went to see a clockwork orange, the defiant's last show, at gallery 37 down in the loop.  it was a grand time - it was the kind of theater i don't get to see often: provacative, swear words, violence, and intentionally disturbing. after the show, we went to a club called neo.  it's a club known for playing industrial dance music all the time, and it happened </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/109746449644799681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>debate number two just ended.  i have to say it was less entertaining to watch.  i felt like neither candidate really answered some of the questions, and i heard a lot of the same stuff they spoke about in the first debate.  w seemed more together this time, which probably indicates more practice with whatever coaching staff he has, not a better handle on the issues, or more skill as a public </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/109729378280482568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4023686&amp;postID=109729378280482568' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/109729378280482568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/109729378280482568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/2004/10/number-two.html' title='number two'/><author><name>deafgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10760648620151201710</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-4023686.post-109699634509307414</id><published>2004-10-05T13:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-05T12:12:25.093-05:00</updated><title type='text'>evenhanded?</title><summary type='text'>the review of the guys, the first show of our 33rd season.what do you think about that?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/109699634509307414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4023686&amp;postID=109699634509307414' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/109699634509307414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/109699634509307414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/2004/10/evenhanded.html' title='evenhanded?'/><author><name>deafgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10760648620151201710</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-4023686.post-109686708253006910</id><published>2004-10-04T01:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-04T00:18:02.530-05:00</updated><title type='text'>sunday</title><summary type='text'>spent four hours on a horse today.  i'm sore in some places.watched a movie tonight, dogville.   i found it interesting, and refreshing perhaps.tomorrow i drive to normal (hm) to see rocky horror picture show at iwu; my friend eric did the lighting and a group of us are going for moral support.tuesday i have dinner plans with alan.saturday i'm riding horses again, and traveling to chicago</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/109686708253006910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4023686&amp;postID=109686708253006910' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/109686708253006910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/109686708253006910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/2004/10/sunday.html' title='sunday'/><author><name>deafgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10760648620151201710</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4023686.post-109673244154846967</id><published>2004-10-02T10:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-02T10:54:01.546-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ch ch ch ch changes</title><summary type='text'>last night i wore a  turtleneck outside, because it was chilly enough.last night was our official opening of the 33rd season of nat.this morning it's chilly enough to wear my sleeper footie pajamas.today, my ghetto neighbors are moving out.yay for changes.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/109673244154846967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4023686&amp;postID=109673244154846967' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/109673244154846967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/109673244154846967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/2004/10/ch-ch-ch-ch-changes.html' title='ch ch ch ch changes'/><author><name>deafgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10760648620151201710</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-4023686.post-109660371837604455</id><published>2004-09-30T23:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-30T23:08:38.376-05:00</updated><title type='text'>i mean, really.</title><summary type='text'>if you've just watched the first presidential debate, how could you even consider voting for w?i mean, really.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/109660371837604455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4023686&amp;postID=109660371837604455' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/109660371837604455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/109660371837604455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/2004/09/i-mean-really.html' title='i mean, really.'/><author><name>deafgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10760648620151201710</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-4023686.post-109649672332519880</id><published>2004-09-29T17:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-29T17:25:23.326-05:00</updated><title type='text'>technology teaser</title><summary type='text'>well, i can blog from work, and surf the internet aplenty, but i cannot use aim or internet radio - these are two things i was really looking forward to.  i am on the server at work now, though, so i have official email and get memos and use my outlook calendar and everything!additionally, jessie got us tix to go see rufus wainwright on oct. 13 at the vic for my birthday.  it's just him, no </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/109649672332519880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4023686&amp;postID=109649672332519880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/109649672332519880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/109649672332519880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/2004/09/technology-teaser.html' title='technology teaser'/><author><name>deafgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10760648620151201710</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-4023686.post-109641317134852898</id><published>2004-09-28T18:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-28T18:12:51.350-05:00</updated><title type='text'>office environments</title><summary type='text'>guess who's online at work now??</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/109641317134852898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4023686&amp;postID=109641317134852898' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/109641317134852898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/109641317134852898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/2004/09/office-environments.html' title='office environments'/><author><name>deafgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10760648620151201710</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-4023686.post-109620972821117121</id><published>2004-09-26T09:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-26T09:42:08.210-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the home stretch</title><summary type='text'>show #1 is open - i await my paycheck with which i think i may purchase a wide angle lens for my camera so i can take full-stage shots at work.show #2 is tantalizingly close to finished.  we cut a bunch of scenery over tech weekend.  we felt it was starting to diminish the effect we were going for so we scrapped it, making us even closer to being finished than i had initially anticipated.  woo!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/109620972821117121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4023686&amp;postID=109620972821117121' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/109620972821117121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/109620972821117121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/2004/09/home-stretch.html' title='the home stretch'/><author><name>deafgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10760648620151201710</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4023686.post-109573111819799418</id><published>2004-09-20T20:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-20T20:45:18.196-05:00</updated><title type='text'>and all your titles are belong to me</title><summary type='text'>i'm trying titles.i have hives in my entire underarm area.  i've decided they are a result of a mixture of new chemicals + stress... every time i encounter the tiniest bit of stress, they itch more.what a perfect time to be going into tech for show #2.also, i applied for health insurance today, and this makes me an adult.so there.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/109573111819799418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4023686&amp;postID=109573111819799418' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/109573111819799418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/109573111819799418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/2004/09/and-all-your-titles-are-belong-to-me.html' title='and all your titles are belong to me'/><author><name>deafgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10760648620151201710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4023686.post-109557422357604783</id><published>2004-09-19T01:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-19T01:10:23.576-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Armpits of Firei think i'm allergic to secret deodorant.  when i woke up this morning, both my armpits  appeared to have a little rash goin on.   by the time i got home tonight, they are both rashy, bumpy, swollen, flaming red, and burn like hellfire.  i've put cortisone10 on them, so hopefully that'll do it.  what's weird is i've been using the deodorant for about a week or so now, and this </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/109557422357604783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4023686&amp;postID=109557422357604783' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/109557422357604783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/109557422357604783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/2004/09/armpits-of-fire-i-think-im-allergic-to.html' title=''/><author><name>deafgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10760648620151201710</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4023686.post-109513826650331620</id><published>2004-09-14T00:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-14T00:04:26.503-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>and this! do this now too!George Says...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/109513826650331620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4023686&amp;postID=109513826650331620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/109513826650331620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/109513826650331620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/2004/09/and-this-do-this-now-too-george-says.html' title=''/><author><name>deafgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10760648620151201710</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-4023686.post-109513822708320668</id><published>2004-09-14T00:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-14T00:03:47.083-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>go do this now!John Says...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/109513822708320668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4023686&amp;postID=109513822708320668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/109513822708320668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/109513822708320668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/2004/09/go-do-this-now-john-says.html' title=''/><author><name>deafgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10760648620151201710</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-4023686.post-109505024206310683</id><published>2004-09-12T23:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-12T23:37:22.063-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>those of you who know me pretty well might find this article interesting... amusing, and interesting.IOL: Science &amp; Tech</summary><link rel='replies' 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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-4023686.post-109496073807732192</id><published>2004-09-11T22:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-11T22:45:38.076-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i used to write poetry, way in the way back years of college.  this is the professor i had. how cool is that? Barb Hurd wins a prize</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/109496073807732192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4023686&amp;postID=109496073807732192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/109496073807732192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/109496073807732192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/2004/09/i-used-to-write-poetry-way-in-way-back.html' title=''/><author><name>deafgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10760648620151201710</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-4023686.post-109487883273812317</id><published>2004-09-10T23:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-11T00:00:32.736-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>you know how sometimes  conan o'brien has "george w bush" on as a guest - on the tv screen with someone else's mouth?  tonight he had "zell miller" on, who challenged conan to a duel. when conan refused, miller said he was left with no choice but to challenge him to ... a duel of hungry, hungry hippos. i haven't laughed that hard in a while.   except maybe when i see the dq commercial for the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/109487883273812317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4023686&amp;postID=109487883273812317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/109487883273812317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/109487883273812317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/2004/09/you-know-how-sometimes-conan-obrien.html' title=''/><author><name>deafgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10760648620151201710</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-4023686.post-109486937833275355</id><published>2004-09-10T21:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-10T21:22:58.333-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>today i was a responsible citizen.  i was a pro-active american.today i registered to vote.of course, i plan to vote "the right way" as my mom says.got vote?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/109486937833275355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4023686&amp;postID=109486937833275355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/109486937833275355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/109486937833275355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/2004/09/today-i-was-responsible-citizen.html' title=''/><author><name>deafgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10760648620151201710</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-4023686.post-109482382800605304</id><published>2004-09-10T08:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-10T08:45:27.376-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>you know what's on my radio?"doin da butt"who got a big ol butt?sexy sexy!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/109482382800605304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4023686&amp;postID=109482382800605304' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/109482382800605304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/109482382800605304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/2004/09/you-know-whats-on-my-radio-doin-da.html' title=''/><author><name>deafgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10760648620151201710</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-4023686.post-109479050616124966</id><published>2004-09-09T23:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-09T23:28:26.160-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>today was semi-productive. at work, i moved my office space around to accomodate my new drafting table.  you see, i used to share the office in the scene shop with the td and lighting designer.  since we've restructured and renovated upstairs, a good deal of space opened up on the third floor.  now that i have my own table, and can draft on the computer and send it downstairs on the network, i </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/109479050616124966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4023686&amp;postID=109479050616124966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/109479050616124966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/109479050616124966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/2004/09/today-was-semi-productive.html' title=''/><author><name>deafgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10760648620151201710</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-4023686.post-109466517741914664</id><published>2004-09-08T13:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-08T17:23:22.546-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yesterday i bought a drafting table. it is sweet, and more table than i ever thought i could afford - i may be inclined to post pictures later. it cost me $80. it should've been illegal.today the service engine light came on in my car, and i got a letter from the bank that says i never made august's car payment, which i am typically religious about.what is that????</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/109466517741914664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4023686&amp;postID=109466517741914664' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/109466517741914664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/109466517741914664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/2004/09/yesterday-i-bought-drafting-table.html' title=''/><author><name>deafgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10760648620151201710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4023686.post-109443817921760610</id><published>2004-09-05T21:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-05T21:36:19.216-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i think i don't like doing "storefront" theater.today was "hang and focus" day for show #1.   there were sposed to be "crew" to "help" "us" hang the plot (that's being used by his show also).  instead, it was me.   the guy that said "we" would have "people" spent the day fixing other stuff, running power to the booth so the board could be plugged in.   i spent the day up and down on a wooden </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/109443817921760610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4023686&amp;postID=109443817921760610' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/109443817921760610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/109443817921760610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/2004/09/i-think-i-dont-like-doing-storefront.html' title=''/><author><name>deafgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10760648620151201710</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4023686.post-109432590184638281</id><published>2004-09-04T14:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-04T14:28:08.603-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yeah, i forgot that i do have tiny other news.i have been presented with an opportunity to go up to some college in wisconsin and speak to a class, as a professional scene designer, about the design process which resulted in our first show this season, the guys. apparently, these kids are going to come see the show and the teacher had hoped one of us could go talk to the kids afterwards, at </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/109432590184638281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4023686&amp;postID=109432590184638281' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/109432590184638281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/109432590184638281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/2004/09/yeah-i-forgot-that-i-do-have-tiny.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-4023686.post-109409369527710424</id><published>2004-09-01T21:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-01T21:54:55.276-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>some quick observations from watching the republican national convention:i think i may have seen 10 non-whites during the entire broadcast.the republicans need a new chant -  "four more years". i have to say that zell miller is a very compelling speaker, even if you don't agree with what he's saying.. he's very fervent.i've seen several seemingly disinterested people in the audience.if </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/109409369527710424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4023686&amp;postID=109409369527710424' 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so.  we did lots of running in the woods and i had a smashing good time.  now my butt is sore.   i have mostly sitting work to do today, so i suppose that is good, since my legs also hurt.   it was totally worth it.meetings in chicago this past weekend, will post more later.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/109395700874182653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4023686&amp;postID=109395700874182653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/109395700874182653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4023686/posts/default/109395700874182653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deafgirl.blogspot.com/2004/08/my-ass-hurts.html' title=''/><author><name>deafgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10760648620151201710</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-4023686.post-109365640789261337</id><published>2004-08-27T20:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-28T14:34:00.910-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>you'll be relieved to know that my tetanus shot is up to date now.i stepped on a rusty nail at work today and it went through my shoe and into my foot a good ways. not through my foot, but enough that it bled pretty profusely there for a minute. i cleaned up and went to the doctor's where i got a five day supply of cipro and a tetanus shot.then jessie bought me dinner, and i spent the last </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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