<?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-6524618</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:11:50.591-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Call Me Darling</title><subtitle type='html'>Trying to find the motivation that will help me stop procrastinating, lose 20 pounds and make a million dollars. you know, just your average everyday dreamer.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontcallmedarling.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524618/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontcallmedarling.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16513441759398306520</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>14</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6524618.post-114067837685701311</id><published>2006-02-22T22:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T23:06:16.876-08:00</updated><title type='text'>procrastination</title><content type='html'>An episode of Grey's Anatomy quoted Ben Franklin as saying, "the secret to success is never putting off till tomorrow, things you  can do today"  I looked at Jill and said, "if that is the case, I have no chance of ever being successful"  Most of the time my procrastination doesn't bother me to much, in my pollyanna way I spin it to mean I'm good under pressure. but sometimes it gets to an intolerable level and all of a sudden i'm totally behind at work, my house is a mess, i have overdue speeding tickets looming and i haven't worked out in probably a month.  the worst part about all of this is how paralyzing it is. there's so much to do, i don't know where to start, so i end up watching tv or reading all night.  i know this isn't anything earth shattering. i'm sure there are a million people with procrastination stories that would put mine to shame, but pain is relative and mine is just as real as anyone else's, and unless something changes soon, i'm doomed to wallow in my uselessness for at least a month or two and honestly i just don't feel like doing that right now. so, here we go - i'm starting the blog back up - perhaps it will work as a motivating tool or maybe just a record that shows how little i'm accomplishing. of course, i'm hoping for the former. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To help with this motivation, I've found this website called 43things.com.  it lets you build a list of goals and lets you connect with other people also trying to accomplish these goals. so far the only 2 goals i have are to wake up when my alarm goes off and to make pillows in the shape of tetris blocks.  I've been doing better with getting up in the morning, but the tetris pillows are a long way off.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like the more i document this period, the less likely i am to slip into a rut and wake up this summer with nothing to show for it but a big body and a small bank account.  i've been telling all my friends that i need to find some sort of motivation. the question is, can you just create motivation from thin air?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6524618-114067837685701311?l=dontcallmedarling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontcallmedarling.blogspot.com/feeds/114067837685701311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6524618&amp;postID=114067837685701311' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524618/posts/default/114067837685701311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524618/posts/default/114067837685701311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontcallmedarling.blogspot.com/2006/02/procrastination.html' title='procrastination'/><author><name>girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16513441759398306520</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-6524618.post-111720529204202620</id><published>2005-05-27T07:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-27T07:48:12.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a thought</title><content type='html'>you know when you're typing your user name and password and somehow you don't tab over correctly or something, and you look up at the screen expecting to see a row of stars but instead, there is your password, for god and all the world to see, just sitting there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that always makes me feel so vulnerable.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6524618-111720529204202620?l=dontcallmedarling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontcallmedarling.blogspot.com/feeds/111720529204202620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6524618&amp;postID=111720529204202620' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524618/posts/default/111720529204202620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524618/posts/default/111720529204202620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontcallmedarling.blogspot.com/2005/05/just-thought.html' title='Just a thought'/><author><name>girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16513441759398306520</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-6524618.post-110175466506421364</id><published>2004-11-29T10:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-29T10:57:45.063-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've been a very good girl this year....</title><content type='html'>so click on the button and take a look at my christmas wish list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thethingsiwant.com/eaid.php4?EAID=bb9ae26b94a40b60"&gt;&lt;input type="image" height="15" width="80" src="http://images.thethingsiwant.com//blogbuttons/blogbutton1.png" border="0" name="imageField"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6524618-110175466506421364?l=dontcallmedarling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontcallmedarling.blogspot.com/feeds/110175466506421364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6524618&amp;postID=110175466506421364' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524618/posts/default/110175466506421364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524618/posts/default/110175466506421364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontcallmedarling.blogspot.com/2004/11/ive-been-very-good-girl-this-year.html' title='I&apos;ve been a very good girl this year....'/><author><name>girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16513441759398306520</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-6524618.post-110055254365872867</id><published>2004-11-15T13:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-15T13:02:23.656-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh My God It Burns!</title><content type='html'>It just so happens I have a brita filter at home. I am so going to try &lt;a href="http://www.ohmygoditburns.com/"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps - vacation was awesome. I'll elaborate soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6524618-110055254365872867?l=dontcallmedarling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontcallmedarling.blogspot.com/feeds/110055254365872867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6524618&amp;postID=110055254365872867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524618/posts/default/110055254365872867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524618/posts/default/110055254365872867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontcallmedarling.blogspot.com/2004/11/oh-my-god-it-burns.html' title='Oh My God It Burns!'/><author><name>girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16513441759398306520</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-6524618.post-109967435093891848</id><published>2004-11-05T09:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-05T09:13:29.103-08:00</updated><title type='text'>here's lookin at you, kid</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/193/2112/640/hot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/193/2112/320/hot.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so loving &lt;a href="http://www.snapfish.com"&gt;www.snapfish.com&lt;/a&gt; right now. You can do all sorts of fun editing and then order prints so easily. if i could combine &lt;a href="www.flicker.com/photos/ally"&gt;flickr&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="www.snapfish.com"&gt;snapfish&lt;/a&gt;, I would be one happy lady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6524618-109967435093891848?l=dontcallmedarling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontcallmedarling.blogspot.com/feeds/109967435093891848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6524618&amp;postID=109967435093891848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524618/posts/default/109967435093891848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524618/posts/default/109967435093891848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontcallmedarling.blogspot.com/2004/11/heres-lookin-at-you-kid.html' title='here&apos;s lookin at you, kid'/><author><name>girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16513441759398306520</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-6524618.post-109959195009569786</id><published>2004-11-04T10:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-04T10:12:30.096-08:00</updated><title type='text'>There may be a solution</title><content type='html'>Canadian citizens have vowed &lt;a href="http://www.marryanamerican.ca/"&gt;No good American will be left behind!&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6524618-109959195009569786?l=dontcallmedarling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontcallmedarling.blogspot.com/feeds/109959195009569786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6524618&amp;postID=109959195009569786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524618/posts/default/109959195009569786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524618/posts/default/109959195009569786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontcallmedarling.blogspot.com/2004/11/there-may-be-solution.html' title='There may be a solution'/><author><name>girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16513441759398306520</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-6524618.post-109958147574605698</id><published>2004-11-04T07:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-04T07:22:05.220-08:00</updated><title type='text'>An apology for the world</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://americanapologyshirt.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/193/2112/320/t-shirt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6524618-109958147574605698?l=dontcallmedarling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontcallmedarling.blogspot.com/feeds/109958147574605698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6524618&amp;postID=109958147574605698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524618/posts/default/109958147574605698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524618/posts/default/109958147574605698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontcallmedarling.blogspot.com/2004/11/apology-for-world.html' title='An apology for the world'/><author><name>girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16513441759398306520</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-6524618.post-109941771417768767</id><published>2004-11-02T09:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-02T09:48:34.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My time of night</title><content type='html'>Midnight Thursday - In the middle of a poker hand having just finished carving an amazing pumpkin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Midnight Friday - driving to Dallas and jamming to some fabulous borrowed music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Midnight Saturday - taking a picture with and getting hugged by none other than the uber-hot Rhett Miller of the &lt;a href="http://www.old97"&gt;Old 97's&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Midnight Sunday - partying hard at a birthday/halloween bash complete with Rosie the Riveter, the dude, Cruella DeVille, a homecoming queen runner-up and a devil with a blue dress on (yours truly)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a pretty amazing weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6524618-109941771417768767?l=dontcallmedarling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontcallmedarling.blogspot.com/feeds/109941771417768767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6524618&amp;postID=109941771417768767' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524618/posts/default/109941771417768767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524618/posts/default/109941771417768767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontcallmedarling.blogspot.com/2004/11/my-time-of-night.html' title='My time of night'/><author><name>girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16513441759398306520</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-6524618.post-109897474807200742</id><published>2004-10-28T07:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-28T08:37:24.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In lieu of witty banter.........PICTURES!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/193/2112/640/Donkey%20Cake2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/193/2112/320/Donkey%20Cake2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My most recent baking accomplishment: A donkey cake.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6524618-109897474807200742?l=dontcallmedarling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontcallmedarling.blogspot.com/feeds/109897474807200742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6524618&amp;postID=109897474807200742' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524618/posts/default/109897474807200742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524618/posts/default/109897474807200742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontcallmedarling.blogspot.com/2004/10/in-lieu-of-witty-banterpictures.html' title='In lieu of witty banter.........PICTURES!'/><author><name>girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16513441759398306520</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-6524618.post-109846656288412900</id><published>2004-10-22T10:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-22T10:36:02.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thank you Natalie for this &lt;a href="http://www.princeton.edu/~ccaro/mist_or_ghost.html?listit"&gt;crazy car commercial&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6524618-109846656288412900?l=dontcallmedarling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontcallmedarling.blogspot.com/feeds/109846656288412900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6524618&amp;postID=109846656288412900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524618/posts/default/109846656288412900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524618/posts/default/109846656288412900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontcallmedarling.blogspot.com/2004/10/thank-you-natalie-for-this-crazy-car.html' title=''/><author><name>girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16513441759398306520</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-6524618.post-109839118648282858</id><published>2004-10-21T13:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-21T13:39:46.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/193/2112/640/Nat%20-%20Ally%20-%20Erica.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/193/2112/320/Nat%20-%20Ally%20-%20Erica.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new roommates and I kickin it during ACL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6524618-109839118648282858?l=dontcallmedarling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontcallmedarling.blogspot.com/feeds/109839118648282858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6524618&amp;postID=109839118648282858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524618/posts/default/109839118648282858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524618/posts/default/109839118648282858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontcallmedarling.blogspot.com/2004/10/my-new-roommates-and-i-kickin-it.html' title=''/><author><name>girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16513441759398306520</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-6524618.post-109838247502786011</id><published>2004-10-21T11:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-21T11:14:35.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My quiz results - It really is amazing how spot-on these things can be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onmouseover="javascript:document.thebigpicture24.src='http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/persons/random.gif'" onmouseout="javascript:document.thebigpicture24.src='http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/persons/RGSMf.gif'" href="http://www.okcupid.com/oktest#"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Random &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onmouseover="javascript:document.thebigpicture24.src='http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/persons/gentle.gif'" onmouseout="javascript:document.thebigpicture24.src='http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/persons/RGSMf.gif'" href="http://www.okcupid.com/oktest#"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gentle &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onmouseover="javascript:document.thebigpicture24.src='http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/persons/sex.gif'" onmouseout="javascript:document.thebigpicture24.src='http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/persons/RGSMf.gif'" href="http://www.okcupid.com/oktest#"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sex &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onmouseover="javascript:document.thebigpicture24.src='http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/persons/master.gif'" onmouseout="javascript:document.thebigpicture24.src='http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/persons/RGSMf.gif'" href="http://www.okcupid.com/oktest#"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Master&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; (RGSMf)    Easy to turn on. Hard to beat. You are The Playstation.    You're a nice girl, and you have lots of sex. It's therefore highly likely that you're attractive, and you're certainly outgoing &amp; friendly. Plus, this healthy physical attitude of yours indicates deeper emotional well-being and stability. Unheard of. When guys dare to dream, they dream of you.     You don't get attached too easily, and, to wit, you're not necessarily looking for something long-term right now. That's a bigger asset than you know. Though, physically speaking, you're open to anything, you're keeping your emotional side well-protected. This means there won't be a lot of wreckage to clean up whenever you decide to settle down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In the meantime, the men you share yourself with actually respect you. Like them, you enjoy sex for its own sake and don't need any other validation for pleasure than pleasure itself. Hopefully, you have the good sense to blow off anyone who thinks less of you for that. Usually, this is the part of the description where we offer some life-correcting advice, but honestly, we can't think of anything about you we'd change. Keep on fucking, partner.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I know you're curious. Go take &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/oktest"&gt;the quiz&lt;/a&gt; for yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6524618-109838247502786011?l=dontcallmedarling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontcallmedarling.blogspot.com/feeds/109838247502786011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6524618&amp;postID=109838247502786011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524618/posts/default/109838247502786011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524618/posts/default/109838247502786011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontcallmedarling.blogspot.com/2004/10/my-quiz-results-it-really-is-amazing.html' title=''/><author><name>girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16513441759398306520</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-6524618.post-109838062847224229</id><published>2004-10-21T10:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-21T10:44:57.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;On the Ozone bikes sign on Guadalupe :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spooky&lt;br /&gt;Halloween&lt;br /&gt;Bikes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6524618-109838062847224229?l=dontcallmedarling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontcallmedarling.blogspot.com/feeds/109838062847224229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6524618&amp;postID=109838062847224229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524618/posts/default/109838062847224229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524618/posts/default/109838062847224229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontcallmedarling.blogspot.com/2004/10/on-ozone-bikes-sign-on-guadalupe.html' title=''/><author><name>girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16513441759398306520</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-6524618.post-109830106395433357</id><published>2004-10-20T13:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-21T10:59:17.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/193/2112/640/genius.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 4px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 4px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 4px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 4px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/193/2112/320/genius.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://gapingvoid.com"&gt;drawings on the back of business cards&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new Inspiration: My own fucking genius &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6524618-109830106395433357?l=dontcallmedarling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontcallmedarling.blogspot.com/feeds/109830106395433357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6524618&amp;postID=109830106395433357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524618/posts/default/109830106395433357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524618/posts/default/109830106395433357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontcallmedarling.blogspot.com/2004/10/drawings-on-back-of-business-cards-my.html' title=''/><author><name>girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16513441759398306520</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></feed>
