<?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-3157450</id><updated>2011-06-04T05:00:25.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wonkophile</title><subtitle type='html'>Wacky.  Kooky.  Socially resposible.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06992637323847144508</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>100</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3157450.post-109952819080277824</id><published>2004-11-03T16:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-03T16:32:14.233-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Okie dokie.So Bush wins, Kerry looses, and I should just be absolutely devastated, right?But I'm not.  Disappointed, yes, aggravated definitely, but not devastated.  Mainly because I'm watching this whole thing unfold with a sort of detached amusement.I'm not going to put on a tin foil hat, but I will say something is awfully fishy about how quickly the channels wanted to call Ohio and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/feeds/109952819080277824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157450&amp;postID=109952819080277824' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/109952819080277824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/109952819080277824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/2004/11/okie-dokie.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06992637323847144508</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>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3157450.post-109701149979720888</id><published>2004-10-05T14:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-05T14:24:59.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Who are you gonna believe... me or a dirty trial lawyer?You know that's going to be the underlying theme of Dick's attack tonight at the debate.  As if being a trial lawyer makes you any less believable than a politician.However, we know how Cheney really feels about lawyers, don't we?  Given that those lawyers are doing the dark, evil work of Satan, that is.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/feeds/109701149979720888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157450&amp;postID=109701149979720888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/109701149979720888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/109701149979720888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/2004/10/who-are-you-gonna-believe.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06992637323847144508</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-3157450.post-109658515292948621</id><published>2004-09-30T15:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-30T15:59:32.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My grandma was a huuuuuuge football fan.  I mean, a serious, serious fan of the game.  She was such a football fanatic that she had a hard time watching games, she would get so nervous for her team to win.  She would listen to her games on the AM sports radio station, and then turn the sound down if the game got too close.  She'd hop up and down throughout the game, wringing her hands and giving </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/feeds/109658515292948621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157450&amp;postID=109658515292948621' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/109658515292948621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/109658515292948621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/2004/09/my-grandma-was-huuuuuuge-football-fan.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06992637323847144508</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-3157450.post-109622751822288823</id><published>2004-09-26T13:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-26T13:17:21.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Kevin Drum makes some excellent points about the current state of blogging and asks the question, can blogging retain its integrity once it becomes a recognized source of news and information?And there's one more thing that might be the most important of all: the sense that bloggers are having an impact. When you have an audience of a few thousand, you can just write what you want without </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/feeds/109622751822288823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157450&amp;postID=109622751822288823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/109622751822288823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/109622751822288823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/2004/09/kevin-drum-makes-some-excellent-points.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06992637323847144508</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-3157450.post-109609515586660049</id><published>2004-09-24T23:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-24T23:53:50.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm sure this has been seen all over the place, but still... funny and factually accurate:Things you have to believe to be a Republican todaySaddam was a good guy when Reagan armed him, a bad guy when Bush's daddy made war on him, a good guy when Cheney did business with him and a bad guy when Bush needed a "we can't find Bin Laden" diversion.Trade with Cuba is wrong because the country is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/feeds/109609515586660049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157450&amp;postID=109609515586660049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/109609515586660049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/109609515586660049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/2004/09/im-sure-this-has-been-seen-all-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06992637323847144508</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-3157450.post-109609107160394757</id><published>2004-09-24T22:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-24T22:44:31.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/feeds/109609107160394757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157450&amp;postID=109609107160394757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/109609107160394757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/109609107160394757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/2004/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06992637323847144508</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-3157450.post-109599697068777196</id><published>2004-09-23T20:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-23T20:36:10.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Now I've been happy lately, thinking about the good things to comeAnd I believe it could be, something good has begunOh I've been smiling lately, dreaming about the world as oneAnd I believe it could be, some day it's going to comeCause out on the edge of darkness, there rides a peace trainOh peace train take this country, come take me home againNow I've been smiling lately, thinking </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/feeds/109599697068777196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157450&amp;postID=109599697068777196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/109599697068777196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/109599697068777196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/2004/09/now-ive-been-happy-lately-thinking.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06992637323847144508</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-3157450.post-109599681365296941</id><published>2004-09-23T19:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-23T20:38:45.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>If Sue Niederer is being investigated by the Feds for statements she said about harming Bush while distraught over the loss of her son in Bush's war, and if Yusuf Islam (Cat Stevens) is on a terrorist "watch list" for "suspicious activities" (being a peace activist with an Islamic name on an airplane) ... what, exactly, does that mean for people like me and thee speaking out against the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/feeds/109599681365296941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157450&amp;postID=109599681365296941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/109599681365296941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/109599681365296941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/2004/09/if-sue-niederer-is-being-investigated.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06992637323847144508</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-3157450.post-109549861445309956</id><published>2004-09-18T01:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-18T02:10:50.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Despite the fact that I think my oral surgeon may have broken my jaw removing my wisdom teeth, and that the vicodin just ain't cutting it at the moment, I still needed to post about something.  A woman looses her son in battle.  A battle that doesn't make much sense, but nonetheless it's his job to fight for his country when he is called to duty, and he does so valiantly.  And in the call of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/feeds/109549861445309956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157450&amp;postID=109549861445309956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/109549861445309956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/109549861445309956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/2004/09/despite-fact-that-i-think-my-oral.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06992637323847144508</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-3157450.post-109501469717269564</id><published>2004-09-12T11:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-12T13:23:30.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So North Korea may be testing nuclear weapons, eh?  ...or are they up to something more sinister?  Like... deliberately setting fire to their forests using weapons that might or might not be nuclear?Rice played down sightings of mushroom cloud. "There are all kinds of reports and there are all kinds of assessments that are going on. Maybe it was a fire, some kind of forest fire," she said.??  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/feeds/109501469717269564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157450&amp;postID=109501469717269564' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/109501469717269564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/109501469717269564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/2004/09/so-north-korea-may-be-testing-nuclear.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06992637323847144508</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-3157450.post-109494075637398607</id><published>2004-09-11T13:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-11T15:52:57.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A little under three years ago, I began this blog.  Not really knowing what I was doing, or what this whole "blog" thing was about, I've picked it up and set it aside many times over the years, once for nearly a year in itself.  Looking back through this blog the other day, it struck me how much I've changed as a person.  I've never been one to keep a diary, but I imagine it was much like </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/feeds/109494075637398607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157450&amp;postID=109494075637398607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/109494075637398607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/109494075637398607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/2004/09/little-under-three-years-ago-i-began.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06992637323847144508</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-3157450.post-109485685704380055</id><published>2004-09-10T15:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-10T15:57:46.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HAhahahahahaha!Rock on!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/feeds/109485685704380055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157450&amp;postID=109485685704380055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/109485685704380055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/109485685704380055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/2004/09/hahahahahahaha-rock-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06992637323847144508</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-3157450.post-109485475466305527</id><published>2004-09-10T15:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-10T15:19:14.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>On a personal note...I've been home from work for like a week and a half now, or something.  Well, we had Monday off for Labor Day, which is right around the time I came down with some funky-ass sinus infection, and tried to show up to work on Tuesday and my boss promptly sent me right back out the door.  They're leaving for most of the month for tradeshows and the last thing they need is to get</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/feeds/109485475466305527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157450&amp;postID=109485475466305527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/109485475466305527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/109485475466305527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/2004/09/on-personal-note.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06992637323847144508</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-3157450.post-109483596811633529</id><published>2004-09-10T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-10T10:06:54.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>These people are really something else, I tell ya.President Bush said Friday that if Democratic presidential nominee John Kerry "had his way Saddam Hussein would still be in power" and criticized his rival's stand on the war.Kerry voted in October 2002 to give Bush the authority to oust Iraqi President Saddam Hussein but has criticized the president for failing to enlist more allied support </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/feeds/109483596811633529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157450&amp;postID=109483596811633529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/109483596811633529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/109483596811633529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/2004/09/these-people-are-really-something-else.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06992637323847144508</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-3157450.post-109468160481903560</id><published>2004-09-08T15:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-08T16:44:32.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The assault weapons ban is set to expire next week.  Congress will not vote to extend it.  "If the president asked me, it'd still be no ... because we don't have the votes to pass an assault weapons ban and it will expire Monday and that's that," House Majority Leader Tom DeLay, R-Texas, told reporters. (Emphasis mine)Way to go, government.  Thanks for helping to keep us safer in these </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/feeds/109468160481903560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157450&amp;postID=109468160481903560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/109468160481903560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/109468160481903560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/2004/09/assault-weapons-ban-is-set-to-expire.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06992637323847144508</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-3157450.post-109467031229937659</id><published>2004-09-08T11:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-08T12:18:12.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wow."It's absolutely essential that eight weeks from today, on November 2nd, we make the right choice, because if we make the wrong choice then the danger is that we'll get hit again," the vice president said, "that we'll be hit in a way that will be devastating from the standpoint of the United States, and that we'll fall back into the pre-9/11 mind-set, if you will, that in fact these </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/feeds/109467031229937659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157450&amp;postID=109467031229937659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/109467031229937659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/109467031229937659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/2004/09/wow_08.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06992637323847144508</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-3157450.post-109459001423763372</id><published>2004-09-07T13:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-07T13:46:54.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Go.  Here.  Contribute.  NOW.Pretty please. :)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/feeds/109459001423763372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157450&amp;postID=109459001423763372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/109459001423763372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/109459001423763372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/2004/09/go.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06992637323847144508</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-3157450.post-109428143935120082</id><published>2004-09-04T01:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-04T01:11:00.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>IronyIs seeing the Republicans manipulate the media to prevent any distractions that might diminish their convention, only to see the whole shabang eclipsed by the tragedy in Russia, the storm in Florida, Clinton's heart and Kerry's late night rally.Guess it goes to prove... Karma's a bitch.BTW... sending all the good vibes I can to President Clinton, wishing the best to his family and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/feeds/109428143935120082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157450&amp;postID=109428143935120082' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/109428143935120082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/109428143935120082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/2004/09/irony-is-seeing-republicans-manipulate.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06992637323847144508</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-3157450.post-109428098890423264</id><published>2004-09-03T23:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-03T23:56:28.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>More on Schwarzenegger's historical confusion here.  I'm still surprised that no one's called him out on the Nixon/Humphrey debate thing.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/feeds/109428098890423264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157450&amp;postID=109428098890423264' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/109428098890423264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/109428098890423264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/2004/09/more-on-schwarzeneggers-historical.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06992637323847144508</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-3157450.post-109419488055834950</id><published>2004-09-02T23:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-03T00:01:35.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Edwards also made the rounds of Thursday morning talk shows to respond to the criticism of Kerry, calling it "completely over the top." On CBS's "The Early Show," Edwards mocked Cheney for saying "the black market network that supplied nuclear weapons technology to Libya, as well as to Iran and North Korea (news - web sites), has been shut down." "He said that with a straight face on the same</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/feeds/109419488055834950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157450&amp;postID=109419488055834950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/109419488055834950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/109419488055834950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/2004/09/edwards-also-made-rounds-of-thursday.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06992637323847144508</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-3157450.post-109418902580169678</id><published>2004-09-02T22:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-02T22:23:45.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's OVER!!  Thank bob it's over...OKAY!  RNC.... where to begin? ;)So I've been trying desperately to watch this stuff, like really watch it.  Trying to be objective.  Trying to pretend like I don't loathe this administration with every iota of my being.And I can almost let it happen.  I can let my mind wander and almost see the point behind "taking the fight to the terrorists" and "</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/feeds/109418902580169678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157450&amp;postID=109418902580169678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/109418902580169678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/109418902580169678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/2004/09/its-over-thank-bob-its-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06992637323847144508</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-3157450.post-109320320579703255</id><published>2004-08-22T12:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-22T13:06:37.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Atrios asks a very good question here.  What is up with the media, anyway?Oh yeah... they're a bunch of morons.  I forgot.The only thing the wingnuts can say about MoveOn is the infamous "Hitler ad" that snuck its way into the 'Bush in 30 Seconds' competition, among thousands and thousands of entries.Never mind that the Not-So-Swift in the Head Veterans For Doing Rove's Bidding have LIED, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/feeds/109320320579703255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157450&amp;postID=109320320579703255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/109320320579703255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/109320320579703255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/2004/08/atrios-asks-very-good-question-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06992637323847144508</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-3157450.post-106775670343014302</id><published>2003-11-01T23:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-02T00:13:48.413-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oh, Oh, Mr. Kottehhhr!I forgot to mention that after years and years of deadly wildfires and insane recall elections featuring midgets and action heroes and really gross, hot, dry weather, it's actually downright CHILLY here in So. OC CA!  All the bitching I did about the nadda seasons these mutant freaks live with out here has paid off!  Yay for bitching!The frowny face on all this is the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/feeds/106775670343014302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157450&amp;postID=106775670343014302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/106775670343014302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/106775670343014302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/2003/11/oh-oh-mr.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06992637323847144508</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-3157450.post-106775577906849537</id><published>2003-11-01T22:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-01T22:49:37.383-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's just sad, I knowI really, really am going to do something new with all this, I swear to bob.  I have a new design picked out and everything.  I've just been busy.... between the yodelling lessons and the non-stop luging, and all of the fancy dress balls I have to attend there is just simply NO time to do things like update my blog to something sleeker, faster, stronger and better.I've </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/feeds/106775577906849537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157450&amp;postID=106775577906849537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/106775577906849537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/106775577906849537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/2003/11/its-just-sad-i-know-i-really-really-am.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06992637323847144508</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-3157450.post-92706559</id><published>2003-04-16T02:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-16T03:10:21.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A Letter Of Apology To A Friend (Who Will Probably Never Read This)I am a bitch, and I am sorry.I am missing the part of my brain that tells me to think before I say (or type) something, and I'm sorry.I invaded your personal space with my self-righteousness, and attempted to cram my beliefs and views down your throat and I'm sorry.I respected you as an intellectual equal and didn't let you</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/feeds/92706559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157450&amp;postID=92706559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/92706559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/92706559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/2003/04/letter-of-apology-to-friend-who-will.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06992637323847144508</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-3157450.post-92705856</id><published>2003-04-16T02:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-16T03:10:31.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So, Uh... Where to Begin?I'm in California, the last place on Earth I swore I'd ever live, and here I am... and I'm happy.  I seriously need to stop letting my personal stereotypes and preconceptions get in the way of... well, everything.I live in a beautiful apartment a block from the beach.  I start my new job on Monday doing something I never gave myself the credit that I could do, and that</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/feeds/92705856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157450&amp;postID=92705856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/92705856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/92705856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/2003/04/so-uh.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06992637323847144508</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-3157450.post-88887800</id><published>2003-02-10T18:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-14T01:25:11.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Forget The AssclownsI won't give them any more of my energy.  Except for suing their clown asses off, that is.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/feeds/88887800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157450&amp;postID=88887800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/88887800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/88887800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/2003/02/forget-assclowns-i-wont-give-them-any.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06992637323847144508</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-3157450.post-87204556</id><published>2003-01-09T21:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-09T21:37:26.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's StartedWedding Madness.  Complete with Wedding Nightmares.  For instance, the other night I had a dream that I was at my wedding, but nothing was done.  There was no food for the guests.  My dress was only half-made, and I kept running around trying to hold what was finished of it up with one hand.  Everyone was just sort of walking around in confusion, with nothing to focus upon, and I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/feeds/87204556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157450&amp;postID=87204556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/87204556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/87204556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/2003/01/its-started-wedding-madness.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06992637323847144508</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-3157450.post-86980963</id><published>2003-01-05T16:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-05T16:42:59.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Which Ringwraith Are You?Which Ringwraith are You?By LisaAnd some other cute LoTR tidbits, thanks to Krissy:The Secret Diaries of Cassandra ClaireYour Pervy LoTR Crush</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/feeds/86980963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157450&amp;postID=86980963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/86980963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/86980963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/2003/01/which-ringwraith-are-you-which.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06992637323847144508</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-3157450.post-86724923</id><published>2002-12-30T19:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-12-30T19:33:30.860-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Good CrapIt's been a loooong time since I've posted in here!  Guess it's as good a time as any for a 'Year In Review':I got really, really sick, but now I'm much better and I thank my lucky ass that I have people who loved me through it, no matter what bitchiness I spewed forth.Being butt poor makes you appreciate what you do have, especially those things that money can't buy-- like a rockin'</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/feeds/86724923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157450&amp;postID=86724923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/86724923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/86724923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/2002/12/good-crap-its-been-loooong-time-since.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06992637323847144508</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-3157450.post-82891435</id><published>2002-10-12T11:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-10-12T11:27:04.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oh, And P.S.What's up with our comments not working?  Is the whole world falling apart at the seams?  Is it J's fault, and should I kick his ass soundly to fix them?Anyway-- Hi Tabby!  And any other poor not-able-to-post people whom I've appeared to neglect.  Or something.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/feeds/82891435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157450&amp;postID=82891435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/82891435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/82891435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/2002/10/oh-and-p.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06992637323847144508</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-3157450.post-82891262</id><published>2002-10-12T11:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-10-12T11:32:42.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My Meager Contribution To The InternetBoy howdy.  I'm now a proud moderator of a message board for this MMORPG I've been playing, Helbreath.  The message board is on a really cool HB site, the Helbreath Portal.  I hope I do an okay job.  I hope I find the time to do an okay job. :)In other news--A while back, I contacted a gentleman named Mark Gilbert with this email:Hello,I was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/feeds/82891262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157450&amp;postID=82891262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/82891262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/82891262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/2002/10/my-meager-contribution-to-internet-boy.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06992637323847144508</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-3157450.post-82890882</id><published>2002-10-12T11:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-10-12T11:08:04.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Good Times... Good Times...So Justin and I are slowly, steadily pulling ourselves out of the financial quagmire in which we were so firmly entrenched not so long ago, and things are looking up.  This is the first time in over three months that we weren't overdrawn at the bank before our paychecks came in.  We were able to pay the landlord a substantial portion of what we owed him, and managed to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/feeds/82890882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157450&amp;postID=82890882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/82890882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/82890882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/2002/10/good-times.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06992637323847144508</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-3157450.post-82234950</id><published>2002-09-28T07:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-09-28T07:31:30.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>IronyListening to Blur's song 'Best Days' while some guy outside pushes his shopping cart full of junk to the dumpster behind my building.Hope he found something good.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/feeds/82234950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157450&amp;postID=82234950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/82234950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/82234950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/2002/09/irony-listening-to-blurs-song-best.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06992637323847144508</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-3157450.post-81656754</id><published>2002-09-15T21:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-09-15T21:15:27.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oh, If Only...He were still around!  http://www.bushoncrack.com/index.cfmMore than ever, the world needs the hearty goodness of Bill Hicks' wisdom.  Now go listen to Rant in E-Minor, for the love of bob.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/feeds/81656754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157450&amp;postID=81656754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/81656754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/81656754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/2002/09/oh-if-only.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06992637323847144508</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-3157450.post-81382447</id><published>2002-09-09T18:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-09-10T14:51:54.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HideousI have been sucked, recently, into some pretty hideous television programming and it's starting to concern me.Take, for instance, the Anna-Nicole Smith show.  Anna-Nicole, the bumbling, busty, bubble-headed gal that she is in an Osborne's-esque show highlighting the trials and travails of being rich and... er, beautiful (in a scary, man-eating, "Tammy-Fae Bakker Did My Makeup", </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/feeds/81382447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157450&amp;postID=81382447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/81382447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/81382447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/2002/09/hideous-i-have-been-sucked-recently.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06992637323847144508</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-3157450.post-81114816</id><published>2002-09-03T17:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-11-02T00:01:07.860-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Does it matter now?  No, no it doesn't.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/feeds/81114816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157450&amp;postID=81114816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/81114816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/81114816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/2002/09/does-it-matter-now-no-no-it-doesnt.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06992637323847144508</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-3157450.post-78618032</id><published>2002-07-06T08:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-07-06T08:13:12.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Experiment So FarI've grown tired of waiting for the medical community to get their proverbial shit together where I am concerned, so I'm trying something different.  I'm going Rambo on my subconscious.I've compiled quite a directory of meditation/self-help/hypnosis type mp3s, on the topics of everything from deep relaxation to stopping smoking to building self esteem.  I'm burning them to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/feeds/78618032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157450&amp;postID=78618032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/78618032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/78618032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/2002/07/experiment-so-far-ive-grown-tired-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06992637323847144508</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-3157450.post-77816802</id><published>2002-06-16T13:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-06-16T13:07:06.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Stop What You're DoingAnd go run out and get Moby's new album, 18.  While you're at it, watch the video for "We Are All Made Of Stars", which is just brilliant.  It is everything I find repulsive and sad and alluring about L.A./Hollywood in one serving.  Just....brilliant.I love me some Moby. :-)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/feeds/77816802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157450&amp;postID=77816802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/77816802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/77816802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/2002/06/stop-what-youre-doing-and-go-run-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06992637323847144508</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-3157450.post-77813933</id><published>2002-06-16T11:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-06-16T11:15:39.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>If We Ever Leave The House...We're a-gonna get a new/old car, possibly a new baby-Nigel, go out to eat and see Bring in the Clowns.... I mean, Attack of the Clones.Weekends should five days long, at least.  Someone should pass a law or something.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/feeds/77813933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157450&amp;postID=77813933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/77813933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/77813933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/2002/06/if-we-ever-leave-house.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06992637323847144508</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-3157450.post-77593119</id><published>2002-06-10T20:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-06-10T20:05:16.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A Good Program......about Asperger's Syndrome that was featured on NPR today:http://www.wamu.org/ram/2002/r2020610.ramBad CrazinessA "dirty bomb", rampant wildfires, a partial eclipse, old men gunning down monks probably in retaliation for his grandkid getting molested by a priest or something... I think I'm gonna build me a spaceship to Mars if anyone wants to join me.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/feeds/77593119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157450&amp;postID=77593119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/77593119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/77593119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/2002/06/good-program.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06992637323847144508</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-3157450.post-77561883</id><published>2002-06-10T05:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-06-10T05:23:54.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>For The Record...I got another promotion and raise-- I now have to decide whether I want to be a supervisor for the Supported Employment department or a team leader for the Community Based Support department.  It'll be "probationary", based on the condition that I show I'm working toward the completion of my degree ("probationary" because they aren't even supposed to promote people to this level</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/feeds/77561883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157450&amp;postID=77561883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/77561883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/77561883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/2002/06/for-record.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06992637323847144508</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-3157450.post-77399518</id><published>2002-06-05T18:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-06-05T18:41:26.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A Smile and a WaveSo I've been doing a Supported Employment gig for the last week, with a really interesting guy named Matt.  Matt is 21, graduated from high school with honors, just finished up his first year of college with an art scholarship, holds down a steady job, and has autism.  They only want me working with him because it's his first day back to his summer job (data entry), and his </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/feeds/77399518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157450&amp;postID=77399518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/77399518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/77399518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/2002/06/smile-and-wave-so-ive-been-doing.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06992637323847144508</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-3157450.post-77353178</id><published>2002-06-04T17:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-06-04T17:51:03.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>PerspectiveLast night, rather than sleeping like I should have been, I was glued to a television program about, of all things, super massive black holes.  Apparently every galaxy in the universe has a super massive black hole smack-dab in its center, sucking in anything that gets too close.  Sounds bad, no?  It gets better... in a few billion years, the Milky Way is going to collide with the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/feeds/77353178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157450&amp;postID=77353178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/77353178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/77353178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/2002/06/perspective-last-night-rather-than.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06992637323847144508</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-3157450.post-77225047</id><published>2002-06-01T11:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-06-01T11:27:42.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Blah...De blah blah blah.  Feelin' lethargic.  Was it my imagination, or did we just get through the longest week ever in recorded history?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/feeds/77225047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157450&amp;postID=77225047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/77225047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/77225047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/2002/06/blah.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06992637323847144508</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-3157450.post-77139048</id><published>2002-05-30T05:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-30T16:02:55.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Excellent!!This is just such good news… http://news.bbc.co.uk/hi/english/health/newsid_2014000/2014665.stmThat’s a MAJOR breakthrough for people with Type I diabetes… like my dad.   It’s also a huge breakthrough for people like me with an autoimmune disorder.Yay for medical science!  Medical science rocks! :)Couldn't Sleep Last Night...I kept thinking about what was happening on the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/feeds/77139048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157450&amp;postID=77139048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/77139048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/77139048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/2002/05/excellent-this-is-just-such-good-news.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06992637323847144508</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-3157450.post-77088734</id><published>2002-05-28T19:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-28T19:51:36.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>If...Miss Piggy eats the three Grand Slam specials she orders in the Denny's commercial, wouldn't that constitute cannibalism?Just sayin'.And One 'Le Sigh'...My hair has started to fall out, finally.  Stoopid Grave's disease.Oh well.. it was bound to happen.  Anyone know where I can get a really quality wig?  Maybe I'll just go with a comb-over...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/feeds/77088734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157450&amp;postID=77088734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/77088734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/77088734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/2002/05/if.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06992637323847144508</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-3157450.post-77059945</id><published>2002-05-28T05:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-28T05:14:58.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You're so Vain......you prolly think this Blog is about you.... ;-)Gee, I'm not used to people hanging onto my every word like this!  I mean, come on... even I don't take myself that seriously. What can I say?  I'm flattered. :-DYeah we're playing those miiii-iii-iiind games together...Projecting our images in space and in time....But love is the answer, and I know that for sure. :-)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/feeds/77059945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157450&amp;postID=77059945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/77059945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/77059945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/2002/05/youre-so-vain.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06992637323847144508</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-3157450.post-77031687</id><published>2002-05-27T11:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-27T11:47:03.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I Just Loooove Making People Chase Their Own TailsReally, I do.  I'm a baaaaad little trouble maker, but they make it so easy! ;-)Snot ReportGreen, tinged with yellow.  Anyone want pudding?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/feeds/77031687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157450&amp;postID=77031687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/77031687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/77031687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/2002/05/i-just-loooove-making-people-chase.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06992637323847144508</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-3157450.post-76996326</id><published>2002-05-26T12:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-26T12:31:30.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I Have Boy GermsUuuugh.  Snot-tastic.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/feeds/76996326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157450&amp;postID=76996326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/76996326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/76996326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/2002/05/i-have-boy-germs-uuuugh.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06992637323847144508</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-3157450.post-76963812</id><published>2002-05-25T10:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-25T10:57:12.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mmmmmm....Three-day weekendy.  If you think having the sniffles will keep us from BBQing like mad people on Monday you are terribly, horribly mistaken.Bob, I haven't had a holiday off since I don't know when... and it's not even a real holiday!  Lucky, lucky me.  I'll be getting paid to do nothing more than hang out with friends and get tipsy on Monday.  One more time for the record... I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/feeds/76963812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157450&amp;postID=76963812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/76963812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/76963812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/2002/05/mmmmmm.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06992637323847144508</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-3157450.post-76864532</id><published>2002-05-22T18:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-22T18:56:21.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So... Er, Uh... Wow.I received an email a few days back from someone asking if I was the "same" Amanda with brown hair and eyes who used to live next to the Taco Bueno and who graduated around '92.  Considering that my H.S. reunion is right around the corner, I figured it was just someone from the reunion committee trying to find out where I am... so I answered back.And what I got in return </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/feeds/76864532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157450&amp;postID=76864532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/76864532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/76864532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/2002/05/so.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06992637323847144508</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-3157450.post-76819362</id><published>2002-05-21T17:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-11-02T00:00:21.220-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Awwww....They finally figured out how to privatize a forum in order to keep the boogey men out.  *clap clap clap*  I just knew you guys could do it... put your brains together and you're capable of anything!  Like toasting bread, for instance.What I wonder, though, is:  Without the threat of WordSmith lurking about (or anyone else who might tip the balance of their delicate social structure), </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/feeds/76819362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157450&amp;postID=76819362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/76819362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/76819362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/2002/05/awwww.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06992637323847144508</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-3157450.post-76785534</id><published>2002-05-20T21:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-20T21:12:44.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sadhttp://www.nytimes.com/2002/05/20/obituaries/20CND-GOULD.htmlAlso, a nice interview with Salon from 1996:http://www.salon.com/weekly/interview960923.html</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/feeds/76785534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157450&amp;postID=76785534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/76785534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/76785534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/2002/05/sad-httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06992637323847144508</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-3157450.post-76759712</id><published>2002-05-20T08:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-20T09:47:11.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>S'pose It's Time for An Update, Huh?All in all, things be good. :)  I love my new job, which is thoroughly kicking my ass (I've got one week left in my three week professional training course, which would also count as master's level credits if I had the cash... or my bachelor's).  It's extremely challenging, which is awesome, and I've discovered so much of what I hated about my last job was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/feeds/76759712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157450&amp;postID=76759712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/76759712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/76759712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/2002/05/spose-its-time-for-update-huh-all-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06992637323847144508</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-3157450.post-75800944</id><published>2002-04-24T23:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-25T00:02:54.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>GoddamnitBad news on the thyroid front.  My levels came back today, and I'm so hypothyroid right now it's not funny.  At least I know why I've been on the verge of tears for the last week... bobdammit.We were really excited that I might go euthyroid.  It was really looking promising.  I felt really good for a surprisingly long time.  Now I'm in the throes of thyroid failure, and I'm so fucking</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/feeds/75800944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157450&amp;postID=75800944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/75800944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/75800944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/2002/04/goddamnit-bad-news-on-thyroid-front.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06992637323847144508</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-3157450.post-75761340</id><published>2002-04-24T01:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-24T01:48:18.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Coming Soon!http://www.fellicity.com/Of course, that depends on how you define soon.  Regardless, it's mine, baby, all mine.  And I think I have an idea for what I'll do with it, even. :-)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/feeds/75761340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157450&amp;postID=75761340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/75761340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/75761340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/2002/04/coming-soon-httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06992637323847144508</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-3157450.post-75472179</id><published>2002-04-16T11:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-16T11:38:09.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Happy Happy Happy, Joy Joy JoySo I officially accepted the position at Judevine, as well as officially turning in my two weeks notice to Epworth, yesterday, and I am so counting down the days till I leave.  When I told my supervisor at Epworth, the same one that put me on vacation, mind you, she said she was "about to cry".  Was she, really?  Who knows.  I definitely think it shocked her.Add </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/feeds/75472179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157450&amp;postID=75472179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/75472179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/75472179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/2002/04/happy-happy-happy-joy-joy-joy-so-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06992637323847144508</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-3157450.post-75355049</id><published>2002-04-13T00:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-13T00:59:53.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Waaaaa-HOOey!*does the "We Got New Jobs" dance of pure joy*Because we did, can you believe it?  One day apart from each other, even.  Shows you what can be done when a little effort is put forth.  Of course, he has no idea how he'll get to his job, and I'm not completely sure in what capacity I'd enjoy working with the autistic, but what the hey.  Anything beats what we're currently doing, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/feeds/75355049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157450&amp;postID=75355049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/75355049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/75355049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/2002/04/waaaaa-hooey-does-we-got-new-jobs.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06992637323847144508</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-3157450.post-75209664</id><published>2002-04-09T09:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-09T09:59:29.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Home Again/ Home Again...A few things we've learned in the last week or so:I really like sky;I really dislike rude people;I've really missed "weather" (but not when I have to drive in it);I really loathe St. Louis;I am really, really homesick and wanting to move back to Oklahoma.Which, you know, scares the shit out of Justin (that last one there, anyway), but I think he's been handling it</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/feeds/75209664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157450&amp;postID=75209664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/75209664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/75209664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/2002/04/home-again-home-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06992637323847144508</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-3157450.post-11411335</id><published>2002-04-03T03:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-04-03T03:54:15.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oh, and P.S.I'm being very obsessive compulsive and non-sleepy at the moment (which isn't the best thing for you when you've got an 8+ hour drive ahead of you), and I've gotten bored of looking at the road conditions for Missouri and Oklahoma, so instead I've looked up travel safety for India on the U.S. Department of State's webpage:On Indian roads, the safest driving policy is to assume </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/feeds/11411335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157450&amp;postID=11411335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/11411335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/11411335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/2002/04/oh-and-p.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06992637323847144508</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-3157450.post-11410614</id><published>2002-04-03T03:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-04-03T03:54:04.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Headed Thataway *points south, helpfully*We've decided (well I did, really...) to go visit my family in Moore, Oklahoma (because it's been... oh, two years or so) for a few days (four, hopefully), so we'll be gone for a while (yay!) but if you need to reach us (if you're not a creditor, that is) just leave a message at the beep (thankee).*BEEP*Funnily enough, tonight The Weather Channel </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/feeds/11410614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157450&amp;postID=11410614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/11410614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/11410614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/2002/04/headed-thataway-points-south-helpfully.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06992637323847144508</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-3157450.post-11273786</id><published>2002-03-29T23:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-03-29T23:29:05.590-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Le SighLife?  Shitty.  I'm pretty much at a loss right now to describe just exactly how shitty things are, so I'll try to sum up.I'm on a week and a half-long vacation from work.  Not by choice.  Apparently, after my sterling evaluation last week, my boss decided she needed to close me in a room with the dorm therapist and go over some "issues" that she's been keeping track of for like... the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/feeds/11273786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157450&amp;postID=11273786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/11273786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/11273786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/2002/03/le-sigh-life-shitty.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06992637323847144508</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-3157450.post-11063505</id><published>2002-03-24T03:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-03-24T03:52:31.783-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>FreaksThey're all a bunch of freaks and I'm sick to death of them.  My problem is that I feel the need to let freaks know that they are freaks, which makes me the bad guy.  So I'm showing INDREDIBLE amounts of restraint at the moment, I'll let you know, and I think I need a little positive reassurance that the entire world hasn't been overrun by whack-ass, looney-bin, middle-aged psychopaths who</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/feeds/11063505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157450&amp;postID=11063505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/11063505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/11063505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/2002/03/freaks-theyre-all-bunch-of-freaks-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06992637323847144508</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-3157450.post-10498357</id><published>2002-03-07T11:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-03-07T11:15:52.300-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I Feel GoodI mean, I feel GOOD, like, for the first time in a decade.  I feel awesome.  I had no idea how sick I was until I started feeling better, and I realise now that I must have been sick for an awfully long time.  I have energy, I'm exercising, I'm eating better, and I feel completely level and clear-headed for the first time in ages.  It's like Harrison Burgeron, having my bondages and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/feeds/10498357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157450&amp;postID=10498357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/10498357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/10498357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/2002/03/i-feel-good-i-mean-i-feel-good-like.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06992637323847144508</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-3157450.post-10192631</id><published>2002-02-27T11:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-02-27T11:05:24.136-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Whew...I've been busy, busy, busy. ;)So on this prompt from my boss (who called me today, while I was in the shower, then when I called back I was told by another worker that she was gone and would call me when she got home, but hasn't-- and I'm really tired of this person "checking up on me"/ making me paranoid), I've been in contact with another agency called Judevine, which is a center for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/feeds/10192631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157450&amp;postID=10192631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/10192631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/10192631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/2002/02/whew.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06992637323847144508</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-3157450.post-10102141</id><published>2002-02-25T06:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-02-25T06:35:34.343-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>All Of the Music I Like Gets Turned Into Car CommercialsI realized yesterday.  'Strue.*starts the commotion*</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/feeds/10102141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157450&amp;postID=10102141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/10102141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/10102141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/2002/02/all-of-music-i-like-gets-turned-into.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06992637323847144508</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-3157450.post-10032106</id><published>2002-02-22T23:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-02-22T23:26:40.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My "Weekend"......was really, really nice. :)  J and I went out to eat last night at Dressel's, this cute little pub in the Central West End, and ate chips until we could puke.  Tonight I made 'sgetti and meatballs, and we had two, count 'em, two bottles of wine to keep us company.  And while I cooked, J set up our new *dun-dun-dun-DAH* CD-RW!  Woo-hoo!  I'm sure he'll be along in no time to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/feeds/10032106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157450&amp;postID=10032106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/10032106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/10032106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/2002/02/my-weekend.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06992637323847144508</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-3157450.post-9911074</id><published>2002-02-19T22:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-02-19T22:04:06.470-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>*screams*So I, uh, had this really bad conversation with my father tonight.  Mix in religion, politics, the Big Bang theory and my upcoming wedding, stir vigorously, and you have a recipe for disaster.  Kablooey.Those who know me know I'm atheist.  In fact, I'd go so far as to call myself a militant, aggressive, outspoken atheist, which can be just as bad to some as fundamentalist christians </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/feeds/9911074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157450&amp;postID=9911074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/9911074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/9911074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/2002/02/screams-so-i-uh-had-this-really-bad.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06992637323847144508</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-3157450.post-9675280</id><published>2002-02-13T00:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-02-13T00:43:10.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wanna join...My gang?Thought so.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/feeds/9675280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157450&amp;postID=9675280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/9675280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/9675280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/2002/02/wanna-join.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06992637323847144508</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-3157450.post-9540581</id><published>2002-02-08T21:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-02-08T21:42:13.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Radioactive Girl, Ahoy!So I write to you with rubber gloves on, to avoid contaminating my computer, my apartment, my city, the internet, the world...Nah, it's not that bad. ;)  Hard to type, though.I went into the hospital at 7:30 AM, walked around aimlessly, cried, bought a $5 cafe mocha, got lost trying to find the nuclear medicine department, ended up in surgery, got directions from a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/feeds/9540581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157450&amp;postID=9540581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/9540581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/9540581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/2002/02/radioactive-girl-ahoy-so-i-write-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06992637323847144508</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-3157450.post-9510000</id><published>2002-02-08T01:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-02-08T01:12:06.740-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Big DayI have my RAI tomorrow at 8 AM.  I should probably sleep, but I can't because I'm really nervous.  I have no idea why.  This is going to make me feel better, hopefully, and if they do everything right I shouldn't need to come back for a second dose.  But I'm still nervous about things... will they get the dosage right, will my eyes be affected, will I have a reaction, will this get rid of</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/feeds/9510000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157450&amp;postID=9510000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/9510000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/9510000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/2002/02/big-day-i-have-my-rai-tomorrow-at-8-am.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06992637323847144508</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-3157450.post-9389052</id><published>2002-02-04T21:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-02-04T21:01:05.010-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Gawd, Modern Technology!The monitor on my computer at work is far too small.  When I realised this, and that most people probably have to scroll from left to right on my weblog, it made me feel sorry for you.No really, it did.  My other monitor's a Lexus.And it also made me realize how horribly little I know about designing and graphics.  I get all of these really great ideas... but I can't </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/feeds/9389052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157450&amp;postID=9389052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/9389052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/9389052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/2002/02/gawd-modern-technology-monitor-on-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06992637323847144508</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-3157450.post-9355708</id><published>2002-02-04T01:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-02-04T01:11:03.750-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ima...Webring member!  Thanks Tabby. :)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/feeds/9355708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157450&amp;postID=9355708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/9355708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/9355708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/2002/02/ima.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06992637323847144508</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-3157450.post-9354675</id><published>2002-02-04T00:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-02-04T00:04:39.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>OwwwwI have yet to figure out which hurts more-- actually, physically being hit by a child or having a child hate you intensely and passionately for several minutes.One of the kids I work with... she's a really great kid, smart, funny, insightful, etc. We talk for hours every night and she and I have developed a good client-worker relationship.  She's been through a lot... bounced around from </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/feeds/9354675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157450&amp;postID=9354675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/9354675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/9354675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/2002/02/owwww-i-have-yet-to-figure-out-which.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06992637323847144508</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-3157450.post-9309061</id><published>2002-02-02T12:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-02-02T12:33:00.620-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I Think It's a Secret Government Plot...My car is broken again.  My work hates me.  I'm okay with it.Now I get to work on my webpage and maybe doodle around with some artwork I'm doing for a friend's game.  Or I can watch the Star Trek movie marathon on TNN.  Or finish reading 'Fellowship of the Rings'.Holy living mother of fuck, I'm a geek.  Again, I'm okay with that.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/feeds/9309061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157450&amp;postID=9309061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/9309061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/9309061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/2002/02/i-think-its-secret-government-plot.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06992637323847144508</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-3157450.post-9296269</id><published>2002-02-01T23:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-02-02T03:32:50.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I Hate EveryoneI can't stand to be around people anymore, even online.  Everyone and everything gets on my last fucking nerve.  I've given up expecting anyone to care about anything related to my life... why should I care in return?  Petty, petty, petty... prolly.I don't even know why I'm telling you this.  I hate you too.  Go away.Time To Go...Last Kingdom went bye-bye on Jan 31st, 7pm </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/feeds/9296269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157450&amp;postID=9296269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/9296269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/9296269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/2002/02/i-hate-everyone-i-cant-stand-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06992637323847144508</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-3157450.post-9264334</id><published>2002-02-01T01:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-02-01T01:57:24.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Great Crap.http://dailynews.yahoo.com/h/ap/20020131/pl/unborn_child_coverage_7.htmlhttp://www.plannedparenthood.com/About/PR/013102_child.htmlThat is why I loathe Bush and his minions.  This slippery, phony-sincerity proposal will finally allow the self-righteous Right to get what they've wanted for ages-- the means to outlaw abortion rights by placing personhood status on a developing </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/feeds/9264334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157450&amp;postID=9264334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/9264334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/9264334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/2002/02/great-crap.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06992637323847144508</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-3157450.post-9180638</id><published>2002-01-29T18:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-01-29T18:44:01.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ahh, the State of the Union addressProving once again that trained seals will clap at anything.I truly enjoyed how Mr. Monkey-Pants, I mean, Bush, stated that funding this war is really, really expensive (billions of dollars, expensive), and that we need to stimulate the economy in order to continue funding this "war".  Then he chided the Democrats for spending too much, which is bad.I.... </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/feeds/9180638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157450&amp;postID=9180638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/9180638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/9180638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/2002/01/ahh-state-of-union-address-proving.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06992637323847144508</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-3157450.post-8998218</id><published>2002-01-24T02:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-01-24T02:31:40.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Egads.Floor 42 got sort of trampled today, which I find both annoying and entertaining simultaneously.  It sort of reminded me of the good old days when you could refresh every two minutes and there'd be a new message.Of course, I'm also extremely hyper today and it gave me something to do at work. ;-)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/feeds/8998218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157450&amp;postID=8998218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/8998218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/8998218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/2002/01/egads.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06992637323847144508</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-3157450.post-8809460</id><published>2002-01-18T01:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-01-18T01:45:50.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>An Update of Sorts...As anyone who reads this already knows, I got really good news about my eyes last week-- no sign of exophthalmia whatsoever, just a little lid retraction.  Nothing a healthy regimen of eye drops and ointment can't fix. :)I'm feeling alright.  My sleep schedule is a bit funny right now-- crashed out on the couch while watching Pee Wee's Big Adventure, of which I sadly </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/feeds/8809460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157450&amp;postID=8809460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/8809460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/8809460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/2002/01/update-of-sorts.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06992637323847144508</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-3157450.post-8296832</id><published>2001-12-31T06:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-01-18T00:56:30.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ahem.I so haven't written in here for a while, and with pretty good reason as nothing much has happened to me lately.  With the minor exception of a couple of holidays, which I totally managed not to get sick during!  But I'm pretty sick now so go figure.Xmas was lovely, as much as it could be seeing as I didn’t get home from work until 11:00 PM on Xmas Eve and had to turn around and work at </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/feeds/8296832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157450&amp;postID=8296832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/8296832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/8296832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/2001/12/ahem.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06992637323847144508</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-3157450.post-7921087</id><published>2001-12-14T01:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2001-12-14T01:01:29.850-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>GrrrrrrrSnor is a load of swaggle.  Just thought you should know.You know what I'd like for once?  What I'd really, really like?  Someone who spends a bunch of time and effort on creating one of these nifty weblog comments dealies--including a nice, spiffy webpage which extols the virtues of the aforementioned weblog comments dealies and why everyone should be using it-- who DOESN'T turn </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/feeds/7921087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157450&amp;postID=7921087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/7921087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/7921087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/2001/12/grrrrrrr-snor-is-load-of-swaggle.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06992637323847144508</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-3157450.post-7830113</id><published>2001-12-11T02:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2001-12-11T02:25:11.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today's HappySNOR!!'Nuff said.Looky what I gotA nice letter to the w.a.s.t.e. fans from Thom Yorke:violence breeds violencewe need a world courtnot a republican with his hands covered in oil and military hardwarelecturing us on world securitywe need love and understanding and tolerance and good laws that apply toeveryone, upheld by those who are in a position to judge</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/feeds/7830113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157450&amp;postID=7830113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/7830113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/7830113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/2001/12/todays-happy-snor-nuff-said.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06992637323847144508</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-3157450.post-7720045</id><published>2001-12-06T22:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2001-12-06T22:38:26.730-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Have you ever made a pinata?  The unit in which I work has decided to have "Feliz Navidad" as its theme this xmas, and, as usual, I'm in charge of decorations.My freshly-cleaned living room is covered in popped balloons, paste and flour and little bits of poster board.  I'm halfway done on a star pinata at which J looked and made a sort-of "Ehhh?" face before a very validating "That's nice, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/feeds/7720045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157450&amp;postID=7720045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/7720045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/7720045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/2001/12/have-you-ever-made-pinata-unit-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06992637323847144508</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-3157450.post-7688576</id><published>2001-12-05T22:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2001-12-05T22:11:07.563-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Reblogger seems to have crapped out again.  Bastards.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/feeds/7688576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157450&amp;postID=7688576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/7688576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/7688576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/2001/12/reblogger-seems-to-have-crapped-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06992637323847144508</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-3157450.post-7658449</id><published>2001-12-04T23:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2001-12-05T22:10:12.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So George is gone, and I'm having a hard time coping.  I seem to be the only one I know who is... most people I know don't even seem to care, and I find that very sad.This has been a sad year.  Between the 9-11 attacks, losing Douglas Adams and Ken Kesey, and now finding the Beatles whittled down to two with the loss of one of the most brilliant musicians and humans around, you just start to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/feeds/7658449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157450&amp;postID=7658449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/7658449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/7658449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/2001/12/so-george-is-gone-and-im-having-hard.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06992637323847144508</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-3157450.post-7383202</id><published>2001-11-25T01:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2001-11-25T01:30:35.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>With your feet in the air and your head on the groundTry this trick and spin it, yeahYour head will collapseIf there's nothing in itAnd you'll ask yourselfWhere is my mind?Where is my mind?Where is my mind...Indeed.Oh, P.S., don't bother with Reblogger.  I'd ask if anyone knows of a good remote comment script, but it's sort of pointless at the mo'.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/feeds/7383202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157450&amp;postID=7383202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/7383202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/7383202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/2001/11/with-your-feet-in-air-and-your-head-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06992637323847144508</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-3157450.post-7355485</id><published>2001-11-23T17:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2001-11-23T17:39:59.956-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I swear I'm going to do something with this page, like post to it for starters.  This is a good first step.Here, just let me learn Dreamweaver real quick and I'll give you a page the likes of which the 5 or so of you who actually see this site have never... uh, seen.  Honestly, I mean it.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/feeds/7355485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157450&amp;postID=7355485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/7355485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/7355485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/2001/11/i-swear-im-going-to-do-something-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06992637323847144508</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-3157450.post-6647642</id><published>2001-10-26T18:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2001-10-27T02:07:32.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hmmph.The general scratches his belly and thinksHis pay is good but his officers stinkGuerilla girl, hard and sweetA military man would love to meetThe President looks in the mirror and speaksHis shirts are clean but his country reeksUnpaid billsIn Afghanistan hillsBombs awayBut we're O.K.Bombs awayIn old BombayThe general only wants to teach France to danceHis army life </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/feeds/6647642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157450&amp;postID=6647642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/6647642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/6647642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/2001/10/hmmph.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06992637323847144508</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-3157450.post-6631378</id><published>2001-10-26T03:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2001-10-26T04:21:10.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Whooo, what a week.  And another one just begining. :PSo, car's fixed.  Fixed, consequentially, by a guy who looks remarkably like this dude:So it only took two days because he was showing me how to replace an alternator while managing to put my drive belt on backwards four times in a row.  (PS, belts are 'spensive.)  But it works now, and he only charged me $50 plus parts and he's going to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/feeds/6631378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157450&amp;postID=6631378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/6631378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/6631378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/2001/10/whooo-what-week.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06992637323847144508</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-3157450.post-6498184</id><published>2001-10-21T01:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2001-10-21T01:49:34.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>*sigh*http://dailynews.yahoo.com/htx/wrtv/20011018/lo/929540_1.htmlThat's got to be a joke, right?  If they do, which I'm sure they won't, but just if, will I need to call it a "very small series of hardly deadly tickle bombs", since we're encouraged not to call things what they really are these days?A few bright, happy and ever sardonic points of light from the DU:http://</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/feeds/6498184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157450&amp;postID=6498184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/6498184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/6498184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/2001/10/sigh-httpdailynews.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06992637323847144508</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-3157450.post-6403349</id><published>2001-10-17T05:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2001-10-17T05:16:18.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A very sick, sad turn of events in this bio-terrorism "threat":http://dailynews.yahoo.com/h/nm/20011015/ts/attack_anthrax_abortion_dc_1.htmlSome reason:http://www.washingtonpost.com/ac2/wp-dyn?pagename=article&amp;node=&amp;contentId=A34439-2001Sep14And a Brunching Shuttlecocks message board member makes a statement which puts all ranting and argument into focus: Personally, I've come to the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/feeds/6403349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157450&amp;postID=6403349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/6403349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/6403349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/2001/10/very-sick-sad-turn-of-events-in-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06992637323847144508</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-3157450.post-6376239</id><published>2001-10-16T04:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2001-10-16T04:25:53.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>http://www.latimes.com/news/opinion/commentary/la-000081943oct14.storyhttp://www.salon.com/news/feature/2001/09/13/justice/index.htmlhttp://www.riverfronttimes.com/issues/2001-10-10/feature3.html/page1.htmlhttp://www.hinduonnet.com/fline/fl1820/18200170.htmhttp://www.riverfronttimes.com/issues/2001-10-10/feature.html/page1.htmlhttp://www.boston.com/dailyglobe2/287/oped/</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/feeds/6376239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157450&amp;postID=6376239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/6376239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/6376239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/2001/10/httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06992637323847144508</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-3157450.post-6325164</id><published>2001-10-14T00:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2001-10-14T00:59:03.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Other schtuff.....This was pointed out a few days ago, but I was too busy ranting to post a copy of it here:NPR's "Fresh Air" program today played exerpts from the New Yorker Magazine's benefit program, Beyond Words.  One reading struck me in particular--Paul Muldoon's reading of W. H. Auden's, "September 1, 1939".  Listen to Muldoon's reading of this, along with "Ode ii-10 (to Licinius</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/feeds/6325164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157450&amp;postID=6325164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/6325164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/6325164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/2001/10/other-schtuff.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06992637323847144508</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-3157450.post-6324585</id><published>2001-10-14T00:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2001-10-14T00:13:49.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Gak.I think, for a little while anyway, I'm going to stick to expressing my personal or political views on things to this little site.  I came very close today to saying some not-very-nice things to a person I typically get along with on another site, and try as I might to stop being angry over the self-righteous, biased and sociologically inept statements that were made there, I just can't.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/feeds/6324585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157450&amp;postID=6324585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/6324585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/6324585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/2001/10/gak.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06992637323847144508</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-3157450.post-6283658</id><published>2001-10-12T00:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2001-10-12T09:45:28.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So how do you like this for a change? We've spent most of the night fiddling with tables that don't do what we tell them in the hopes of bringing you a **newer!** fellicity.blogspot.com.  Prepare to be tackified.I'm having an awful case of PMS headache, partly from staring at the computer all day and partly from sleeping 'till 6pm and partly from being pissed off at Dubya... and partly PMS</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/feeds/6283658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157450&amp;postID=6283658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/6283658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/6283658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/2001/10/so-how-do-you-like-this-for-change.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06992637323847144508</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-3157450.post-6233082</id><published>2001-10-10T03:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2001-10-12T00:39:00.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So, wow.  I guess we're at "war" now, huh?I think I'll sum up one of my feelings on this subject by sharing an anecdote from the other day...I'm at my other job (waiting tables again to raise money to move) on Sunday when the air strikes began.  One of the women I work with (let's just call her evolutionary challenged) went on a rant about how those "towel-heads" hate "our god", and that's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/feeds/6233082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157450&amp;postID=6233082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/6233082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/6233082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/2001/10/so-wow.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06992637323847144508</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-3157450.post-5991432</id><published>2001-09-29T01:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2001-10-12T00:39:44.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> I have a new love o' my life.Australian Rules Football.It's true.  I stared at it for about an hour today, fascinated.  Justin claims I'm only watching it for the cute guys in tight, very short shorts, but I'm personally insulted by that he would make such an accusation.  I'm watching it for the fast-paced, non-stop action, the strange sporting rules I can't get my mind around, the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/feeds/5991432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157450&amp;postID=5991432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/5991432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/5991432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/2001/09/i-have-new-love-o-my-life.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06992637323847144508</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-3157450.post-5973460</id><published>2001-09-28T06:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2001-10-12T00:41:33.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, here it is.  My very own Blogger.And don't I feel special.The problem is that not only do I not get enough sleep at night, I actually look for reasons to keep myself awake, I think.  Why?  Beats me, but Justin and I have come up with all sort of hypothesis for the cause:My family was attacked by a hamper of dirty bedding when I was a child;Habit;Horrible, awful, terrible nightmares</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/feeds/5973460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157450&amp;postID=5973460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/5973460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157450/posts/default/5973460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fellicity.blogspot.com/2001/09/well-here-it-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06992637323847144508</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>
