<?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-3471550</id><updated>2011-04-21T21:34:26.072-04:00</updated><title type='text'>As cool as I'm not</title><subtitle type='html'>Yet another blog substituting for therapy...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guttergrrl.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guttergrrl.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>guttergrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685002620557320379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>353</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3471550.post-88116405</id><published>2003-01-27T16:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-27T16:21:44.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So Red Eagle so lovingly created new blogs for Tand me.  I won't be updating here at all, though I'm keeping my crafty blog at Blogspot for now.  I'm probably going to end up combining them later, but for now I think it's best to keep them separate.So the new url is :http://www.dykewrite.com/guttergrrl  It's been swell, but the swelling's gone down...(5 points if you can identify where I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/88116405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/88116405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guttergrrl.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#88116405' title=''/><author><name>guttergrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685002620557320379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3471550.post-87967845</id><published>2003-01-24T13:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-24T13:26:10.360-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Morning News takes on the weather.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/87967845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/87967845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guttergrrl.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#87967845' title=''/><author><name>guttergrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685002620557320379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3471550.post-87961437</id><published>2003-01-24T11:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-24T11:11:18.143-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>whee!Won an ebay auction that I *really* wanted, got something for somebody for V-day (can't reveal just yet!), managed to keep self from spending money at the 75% off Hallmark table, and saved time for my lunch hour by seeing if there was any good soup at any of the other cafeterias.  yay!  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/87961437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/87961437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guttergrrl.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#87961437' title=''/><author><name>guttergrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685002620557320379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3471550.post-87916573</id><published>2003-01-23T15:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-23T15:40:29.093-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Alex, I'll take backpedalling for $400.Ridiculousness.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/87916573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/87916573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guttergrrl.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#87916573' title=''/><author><name>guttergrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685002620557320379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3471550.post-87912195</id><published>2003-01-23T14:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-23T14:03:46.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I was surfing around Drew's foodie links a little while ago, and I saw this recipe for salt encrusted chicken.  I've been curious about this kind of recipe for a while, but I had only seen it used with fish.   I think instead of making chicken pot pie for dinner on Sat., I'll do this just to see what happens.  Then we can use the leftovers for pot pie on Monday night. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/87912195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/87912195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guttergrrl.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#87912195' title=''/><author><name>guttergrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685002620557320379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3471550.post-87900551</id><published>2003-01-23T09:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-23T09:56:26.713-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>And things like this and this aren't making me feel any better about the world.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/87900551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/87900551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guttergrrl.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#87900551' title=''/><author><name>guttergrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685002620557320379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3471550.post-87900212</id><published>2003-01-23T09:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-23T09:48:50.580-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Some days the thing I love most about my job is that I can put on headphones and not have to talk to too many people the rest of the day.The morning news has put me in an absolutely sour mood, and I'm so tired I can't shake it.  I hate feeling this cynical and jaded.  It's annoying to feel powerless to effect any real change on the political landscape.  Yes, I vote.  Yes, I stay somewhat </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/87900212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/87900212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guttergrrl.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#87900212' title=''/><author><name>guttergrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685002620557320379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3471550.post-87855770</id><published>2003-01-22T14:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-22T14:45:06.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This or ThatJanuary 21, 2002: Potpourri 1. Super Bowl or World Series?I hate to say it, since I'm more of a baseball person than a football person, but I'd have to say the Super Bowl.  It's less commitment / better commercials.2. Winter or summer?Summer. 3. Look up numbers in the phone book, or call directory assistance?Phone book, usually.  I hate calling directory assistance </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/87855770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/87855770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guttergrrl.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#87855770' title=''/><author><name>guttergrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685002620557320379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3471550.post-87820849</id><published>2003-01-21T22:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-21T22:49:03.653-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Bowling update:Still doing well.  141 (ugh.), 223 (!), and 189 (lost it in the last couple of frames).  Still over my average (yay!) and got word that the league will be moving to Sunset in the fall next year, which is where I bowl on Monday nights and where my dad works.  Yippee!  Lanes that I know!  And I won the 50/50 for my league, so I got an extra 25 bucks that I wasn't expecting.  It </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/87820849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/87820849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guttergrrl.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#87820849' title=''/><author><name>guttergrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685002620557320379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3471550.post-87798259</id><published>2003-01-21T15:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-21T22:49:25.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Bloggers are getting engaged, married, or talking about marriage everywhere.  I hate to say it, but I'm so jealous it's annoying.  Then when I hear people hedging about whether or not they should tie the knot, I get a wee bit angry that I can't.  I feel like people should take their heterosexual privilege and run with it and be grateful that they can.  I know I shouldn't let it affect me so</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/87798259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/87798259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guttergrrl.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#87798259' title=''/><author><name>guttergrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685002620557320379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3471550.post-87781446</id><published>2003-01-21T08:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-21T08:56:27.670-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Back from an absolutely frigid weekend...  (not that it was frigid indoors :-), just outside.  *open mouth, insert foot*)All in all, it wasn't especially productive.  Oh well.  I did make some fantabulous spaghetti sauce which kept the kitchen warm and made the house smell yummy.  And the christmas tree did come down..*scratches head*  But we still have to put the christmas stuff packed well </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/87781446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/87781446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guttergrrl.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#87781446' title=''/><author><name>guttergrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685002620557320379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3471550.post-87588106</id><published>2003-01-17T08:28:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-17T08:28:26.200-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Don't know why the pics aren't working.  We'll figure it out soon enough...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/87588106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/87588106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guttergrrl.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#87588106' title=''/><author><name>guttergrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685002620557320379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3471550.post-87588092</id><published>2003-01-17T08:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-17T08:28:00.293-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>teehee</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/87588092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/87588092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guttergrrl.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#87588092' title=''/><author><name>guttergrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685002620557320379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3471550.post-87569026</id><published>2003-01-16T22:14:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-17T11:50:43.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>...in bed</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/87569026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/87569026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guttergrrl.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#87569026' title=''/><author><name>guttergrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685002620557320379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3471550.post-87568991</id><published>2003-01-16T22:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-16T22:14:14.780-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>...in bed</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/87568991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/87568991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guttergrrl.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#87568991' title=''/><author><name>guttergrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685002620557320379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3471550.post-87568956</id><published>2003-01-16T22:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-16T22:13:39.060-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>...in bed</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/87568956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/87568956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guttergrrl.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#87568956' title=''/><author><name>guttergrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685002620557320379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3471550.post-87551662</id><published>2003-01-16T15:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-16T15:58:38.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A question for the hour:Would you rather live in blissful ignorance or have full disclosure?I tend towards the former, though it always comes back in the end.  T has always been honest with me about everything and I trust her.  But on the other hand, I get all anxious when she tells me things like she did this afternoon when she told me that she had a cigarette.  She quit months ago and I was</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/87551662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/87551662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guttergrrl.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#87551662' title=''/><author><name>guttergrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685002620557320379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3471550.post-87484701</id><published>2003-01-15T12:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-15T12:42:50.100-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Harry Potter news...New book is due June 21.Coolness!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/87484701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/87484701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guttergrrl.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#87484701' title=''/><author><name>guttergrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685002620557320379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3471550.post-87426027</id><published>2003-01-14T12:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-14T12:34:05.816-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tuesday this-or-thatJanuary 14, 2002: Around the House 1. Window shades or blinds?We had shades in our house, but they're older than we are and we're slowly but surely replacing them all with blinds.  Or at least T is. 2. Wall or desk calendar?Wall at home, desk at work.3. Paint or wallpaper?No. more. wallpaper.  4. Electric or gas stove?Gas.5. Carpeting or bare floors?I like </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/87426027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/87426027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guttergrrl.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#87426027' title=''/><author><name>guttergrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685002620557320379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3471550.post-87425997</id><published>2003-01-14T12:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-14T12:33:25.893-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tuesday this-or-thatJanuary 14, 2002: Around the House 1. Window shades or blinds?We had shades in our house, but they're older than we are and we're slowly but surely replacing them all with blinds.  Or at least T is. 2. Wall or desk calendar?Wall at home, desk at work.3. Paint or wallpaper?No. more. wallpaper.  4. Electric or gas stove?Gas.5. Carpeting or bare floors?I like </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/87425997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/87425997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guttergrrl.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#87425997' title=''/><author><name>guttergrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685002620557320379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3471550.post-87425883</id><published>2003-01-14T12:30:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-14T12:30:54.780-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>fuckety fuck fuck....i hate it when I screw up posts!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/87425883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/87425883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guttergrrl.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#87425883' title=''/><author><name>guttergrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685002620557320379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3471550.post-87425853</id><published>2003-01-14T12:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-14T12:30:16.263-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>&gt;Tuesday this-or-thatJanuary 14, 2002: Around the House 1. Window shades or blinds?We had shades in our house, but they're older than we are and we're slowly but surely replacing them all with blinds.  Or at least T is. 2. Wall or desk calendar?Wall at home, desk at work.3. Paint or wallpaper?No. more. wallpaper.  4. Electric or gas stove?Gas.5. Carpeting or bare floors?I like </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/87425853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/87425853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guttergrrl.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#87425853' title=''/><author><name>guttergrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685002620557320379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3471550.post-87425419</id><published>2003-01-14T12:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-15T08:43:39.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>T already wrote about our weekend, so I'm not going to do much but add my thoughts here.   It was a good weekend all around, even if the entire second half of Chicago I was about to go insane due to the relentless noise of which T has already blogged.  She forgot to mention that we rented the good girl (great movie), scooby doo (silliness) and signs (too tense in some parts, didn't deliver well, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/87425419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/87425419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guttergrrl.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#87425419' title=''/><author><name>guttergrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685002620557320379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3471550.post-87216572</id><published>2003-01-10T08:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-10T08:28:26.860-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Buy any music between Jan. 1, 1995 and Dec. 22, 2002?  If you did, go here.Interesting, though I wonder if it'll get anywhere....</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/87216572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/87216572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guttergrrl.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#87216572' title=''/><author><name>guttergrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685002620557320379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3471550.post-87168127</id><published>2003-01-09T10:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-09T10:26:29.790-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>good things for Thursday:--I saw sunshine this morning for about five minutes. --No new snow this morning.--Alton Brown has his own website.--Lemony tea.--There was one pooh bandaid left so I could cover my booboo from last night (somehow, someway a can lid managed to make its way into the kitchen sink and I sliced my middle finger open near the nail while washing the dishes.  This will </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/87168127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/87168127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guttergrrl.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#87168127' title=''/><author><name>guttergrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685002620557320379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3471550.post-87167157</id><published>2003-01-09T10:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-09T10:04:34.793-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>*blinks*I never even thought to look to see if he had his own website.*blinks**does small happy dance*</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/87167157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/87167157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guttergrrl.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#87167157' title=''/><author><name>guttergrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685002620557320379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3471550.post-87123275</id><published>2003-01-08T13:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-08T13:37:33.193-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>We are *so* having this for dinner once I have money to buy more than cheapcheap groceries.   Probably with pasta and lots of roasted veggies, though don't quote me on that.  Cheese...  Luckily I didn't make that lose weight resolution.   (I just said I wanted to change my relationship with food. :-P  I should've been a politician...)As far as getting the house organized, it's going.  We </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/87123275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/87123275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guttergrrl.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#87123275' title=''/><author><name>guttergrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685002620557320379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3471550.post-87062847</id><published>2003-01-07T10:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-07T10:35:25.543-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The word to best describe the past couple of day:  retrograde.T has already talked about our weekend, so I'm not going to rehash everything here.  She tells it better anyway...  I still can't believe we lost electric in the rec room part of the basement.  I'm hoping it's something simple, because I really can't afford a lot of money to rewire the whole damn thing.  In the mean time, I'm going</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/87062847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/87062847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guttergrrl.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#87062847' title=''/><author><name>guttergrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685002620557320379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3471550.post-86883210</id><published>2003-01-03T12:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-03T12:32:50.013-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Just got a call from T.  Apparently there's a bird in our basement? (?--how in the hell did that happen?!?) and the cats have gone insane.  Wish I could be home to see the show....</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/86883210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/86883210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guttergrrl.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#86883210' title=''/><author><name>guttergrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685002620557320379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3471550.post-86875336</id><published>2003-01-03T08:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-03T08:43:07.623-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Friday FiveJanuary 3, 20031. Do you wear any jewelry? What kind?I used to wear rings.  Lots of them.  Then I used to wear earrings.  Now I can't be bothered to wear anything.  I think I made a decision not to wear cheap silver jewelry anymore, so I'm waiting until I can get some more expensive silver jewelry.2. How often do you wear it? see above.3. Do you have any piercings? If so, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/86875336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/86875336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guttergrrl.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#86875336' title=''/><author><name>guttergrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685002620557320379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3471550.post-86839909</id><published>2003-01-02T14:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-02T14:37:24.403-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I've been thinking about resolutions for the past couple of days like most everyone else.  I've already got a huge To Do list for the next three years, but I still don't feel exempt from resolution-making.   There are a couple of main things that I resolve to do/change:1)  I want to get the house organized.2)  I want to make fundamental changes in the way I eat and look at food.T's already </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/86839909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/86839909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guttergrrl.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#86839909' title=''/><author><name>guttergrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685002620557320379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3471550.post-86839880</id><published>2003-01-02T14:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-02T14:36:38.840-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I've been thinking about resolutions for the past couple of days like most everyone else.  I've already got a huge To Do list for the next three years, but I still don't feel exempt from resolution-making.   There are a couple of main things that I resolve to do/change:1)  I want to get the house organized.2)  I want to make fundamental changes in the way I eat and look at food.T's already </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/86839880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/86839880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guttergrrl.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#86839880' title=''/><author><name>guttergrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685002620557320379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3471550.post-86829345</id><published>2003-01-02T09:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-02T09:47:04.536-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I don't have a list of new year's resolutions yet, but at the top of the list is this:Never, under any circumstances, take a full Unisom pilll again.  Nevereverever.  You see, T and I had this plan to take New Year's Day to sleep in.  For me, sleeping in is sleeping past 9 am.  Since I've gotten older, I can't sleep past 9 or so on weekends.  I wake up for various reasons, mostly just because</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/86829345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/86829345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guttergrrl.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#86829345' title=''/><author><name>guttergrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685002620557320379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3471550.post-86750279</id><published>2002-12-31T10:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-12-31T10:43:00.916-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tuesday this-or-that 1. Stay in or go out on New Year's Eve? Ideally, I'd like to stay home, but we end up going to a friend's house for a party.  2. If you stay home, do you stay up to ring in the new year, or fall asleep earlier?When I have stayed home, I try to stay up until at least 12.3. If you go out, do you prefer to attend a party at someone's home, or go to a bar/nightclub/</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/86750279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/86750279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guttergrrl.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#86750279' title=''/><author><name>guttergrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685002620557320379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3471550.post-86750057</id><published>2002-12-31T10:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-12-31T10:36:44.880-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>PromoGuy's Monday Mission 2.521. Which Blog post of yours was one of your favorites of 2002?Don't know really.  I don't really say anything of real worth most of the time (something that's going to change really soon).  I think my best blog post is yet to come.2. Were there any "old acquaintances" that should be forgot this year?Not really.3. Did you finish what you started last week?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/86750057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/86750057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guttergrrl.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#86750057' title=''/><author><name>guttergrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685002620557320379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3471550.post-86587786</id><published>2002-12-27T09:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-12-27T09:37:30.940-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>As my loverly gf already told you, we got much snow over christmas.  So much that we had to postpone getting together with my family on Christmas day.  It was a wonderfully lazy day, though I made up for it with the shovelling I did yesterday morning.  Thank god we have someone who comes to plow the driveway (it's not too long, but long enough to be backbreaking) so the only shovelling we had to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/86587786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/86587786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guttergrrl.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#86587786' title=''/><author><name>guttergrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685002620557320379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3471550.post-86487080</id><published>2002-12-24T13:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-12-24T13:30:54.373-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm dreaming of a white christmas...Yikes.  I think my little weather pixie should have a snow shovel in one hand and a bag of ice melt in the other.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/86487080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/86487080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guttergrrl.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#86487080' title=''/><author><name>guttergrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685002620557320379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3471550.post-86478676</id><published>2002-12-24T08:59:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2002-12-24T08:59:50.326-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ps--my apologies to UFS for the picture. :-P</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/86478676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/86478676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guttergrrl.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#86478676' title=''/><author><name>guttergrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685002620557320379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3471550.post-86478661</id><published>2002-12-24T08:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-12-24T08:59:35.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Merry Christmas everyone!Massive post is not that important--just me jabbering about my weekend, my impending last-minute house cleaning and the latest gift-giving crisis. Oh, and the fact that my brother is now a charity case...New Year's resolution #47--either write real stuff in this blog or take it down entirely.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/86478661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/86478661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guttergrrl.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#86478661' title=''/><author><name>guttergrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685002620557320379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3471550.post-86445123</id><published>2002-12-23T14:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-12-23T14:03:15.250-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I've got this massive post in the works.  It'll be finished soon...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/86445123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/86445123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guttergrrl.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#86445123' title=''/><author><name>guttergrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685002620557320379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3471550.post-86324628</id><published>2002-12-20T12:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-12-20T12:03:53.490-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Merry Christmas everyone!  I got this from miz kitty.  She's trying to see how far it can go, so feel free to swipe it for yourself.  (please download and link from your own server!)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/86324628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/86324628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guttergrrl.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#86324628' title=''/><author><name>guttergrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685002620557320379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3471550.post-86283409</id><published>2002-12-19T14:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-12-19T14:52:14.386-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Five technically legal signs for your library.  via daypop.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/86283409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/86283409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guttergrrl.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#86283409' title=''/><author><name>guttergrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685002620557320379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3471550.post-86220627</id><published>2002-12-18T10:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-12-18T10:07:03.750-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Holidaze, Part Three: FOOD!1. Christmas dinner: turkey or ham (or something else)?My mom usually does xmas, and I think she's doing a ham this year.  I have no real preference.  My mom has done a standing rib roast and other things.  Just depends on her mood.2. Candy canes or chocolate?Both!3. Fruit basket or fruitcake?Basket.  I'm not fond of most dried fruits.4. Mulled cider or </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/86220627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/86220627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guttergrrl.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#86220627' title=''/><author><name>guttergrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685002620557320379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3471550.post-86220179</id><published>2002-12-18T09:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-12-18T09:54:46.656-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm here.  I've just been trying to compose something interesting to say.  Christmas is within shooting distance and I think the relentless onslaught of good cheer has numbed my brain.  Except for work, where there is no holiday.  We had a unit (gov. docs, cataloging, acquisitions) party last week, but our little unit (cataloging) is doing absolutely nothing for the upcoming holiday.  We're so </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/86220179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/86220179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guttergrrl.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#86220179' title=''/><author><name>guttergrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685002620557320379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3471550.post-85958305</id><published>2002-12-13T14:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-12-13T14:26:36.026-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Doing some last minute shopping?  The Morning News has some suggestions. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/85958305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/85958305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guttergrrl.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#85958305' title=''/><author><name>guttergrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685002620557320379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3471550.post-85953195</id><published>2002-12-13T12:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-12-13T12:23:38.383-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Cool.--as seen on library stuff</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/85953195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/85953195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guttergrrl.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#85953195' title=''/><author><name>guttergrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685002620557320379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3471550.post-85818343</id><published>2002-12-10T22:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-12-10T22:35:35.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Because you can never take too many pictures of your cats....My honey is so good with my camera. :-)Add captions at will in comments (provided enetation is working...)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/85818343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/85818343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guttergrrl.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#85818343' title=''/><author><name>guttergrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685002620557320379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3471550.post-85783297</id><published>2002-12-10T09:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-12-10T09:40:46.893-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Monday Mission1. Do you get sick very often? What illness do you find that you've had most frequently?I haven't gotten really sick in a while.  I've had the sniffles and mild colds in the past couple of years, but the last time I was really sick I had a really bad case of bronchitis.  It was horrible--I spent about a month getting over it.2. I know a man who flat out refuses to go to the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/85783297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/85783297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guttergrrl.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#85783297' title=''/><author><name>guttergrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685002620557320379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3471550.post-85783069</id><published>2002-12-10T09:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-12-10T09:35:38.403-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tuesday this-or-that 1. Real or artificial tree?Real. Real.  Real.  Yes, it's messy, can get expensive, you have to attempt to keep it alive, etc.  But half the fun of Christmas is vacuuming up pine needles every five minutes and keeping the cat from drinking all the water in the tree stand.2. Real or artificial wreath?I like real, but i'm willing to give a little on this one.  3. Open </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/85783069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/85783069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guttergrrl.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#85783069' title=''/><author><name>guttergrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685002620557320379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3471550.post-85688335</id><published>2002-12-08T14:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-12-08T14:24:51.040-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's finally done!  My dykewrite secret santa package is wrapped (not as prettily as i would have liked, but unfortunately it's going to have to do) and ready to be shipped.  Now I just have to get it to the post office and get it on it's way, which I'll do tomorrow at work.  It's not going too far so it should take that long to arrive at its destination.  I'm a wee bit nervous because it's not </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/85688335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/85688335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guttergrrl.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#85688335' title=''/><author><name>guttergrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685002620557320379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3471550.post-85462387</id><published>2002-12-03T22:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-12-03T22:43:59.656-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Eek!  I can't believe it's been a week since I've blogged.  I guess that's what happens this time of year.  Not to mention the fact that i'm getting CONSER and NACO training at work which actually keeps me busy for a change.  I've been crafting up a storm lately.  I'm really hoping my Dykewrite secret santa person really likes her gift because I've been working very hard on it.  :-)  If she </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/85462387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/85462387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guttergrrl.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#85462387' title=''/><author><name>guttergrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685002620557320379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3471550.post-85106167</id><published>2002-11-26T08:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-11-26T08:10:42.550-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This-or-That: November 26, 2002 1. Stuffing: baked inside the turkey, or separately?  Separately.  It takes too long otherwise.2. Fresh or frozen turkey?  If I manage to buy the turkey in enough time to thaw, then I go frozen.  3. Cranberry sauce: jellied or whole berry?  Whole berry.  Homemade.4. Stay home or visit friends/relatives?  I like to stay home and cook (I may go a bit insane, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/85106167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/85106167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guttergrrl.blogspot.com/2002_11_01_archive.html#85106167' title=''/><author><name>guttergrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685002620557320379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3471550.post-84937363</id><published>2002-11-22T14:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-11-22T14:40:15.573-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>If it's Friday, it must be the...PromoGuy's Monday Mission 2.461. Is there anything you used to be able to do physically that you no longer can? What changed?I'm not that old, but there are a couple of things that I can't really do anymore, like stay up until 2 am and still be productive the next day.  It sucks.2. If you could go to lunch with someone famous, anyone living or dead, who </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/84937363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/84937363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guttergrrl.blogspot.com/2002_11_01_archive.html#84937363' title=''/><author><name>guttergrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685002620557320379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3471550.post-84935801</id><published>2002-11-22T14:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-11-22T14:03:13.720-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>On one of our many trips to JoAnn's this week, I got the stuff for a project for my Dykewrite Secret Santa project.  This one is going to be a little labor intensive, but honestly, it's a joy to work with the materials.  I'm having fun, even though it probably going to take me twice as long to do what I'm doing now than it has in the past. Other than that, this weekend should be interesting.  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/84935801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/84935801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guttergrrl.blogspot.com/2002_11_01_archive.html#84935801' title=''/><author><name>guttergrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685002620557320379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3471550.post-84871810</id><published>2002-11-21T10:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-11-21T10:03:50.050-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I've been spending an awful lot of online time surfing around Glitter, the message board on getcrafty.  Someone (I'd credit that person if I could remember who they are!) posted a link to this site.  OMG!  Your own printed fabrics!  And you can make girly ones!!!  :-)  Yet another reason to a) move to Canada and b) get a sewing machine.  Fabulous, fabulous stuff.  I can't wait until January when </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/84871810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/84871810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guttergrrl.blogspot.com/2002_11_01_archive.html#84871810' title=''/><author><name>guttergrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685002620557320379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3471550.post-84811712</id><published>2002-11-20T07:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-11-20T07:45:08.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Happy birthday sweetie!!!Go on over to my gf's blog and wish her a happy birthday.  :-)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/84811712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/84811712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guttergrrl.blogspot.com/2002_11_01_archive.html#84811712' title=''/><author><name>guttergrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685002620557320379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3471550.post-84772887</id><published>2002-11-19T13:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-11-19T13:47:29.393-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So T left it to me to mention about the kitten who almost went home with us.After Harry Potter, we stopped by the pet store.  (aside:  Personally, I hate going into pet stores.  All the dogs look depressed, and I just want to buy them and bring them home and love them until they smile.  I'm hypersensitive about it, and I get depressed.)   On this particular day, the pet store had kittens--I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/84772887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/84772887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guttergrrl.blogspot.com/2002_11_01_archive.html#84772887' title=''/><author><name>guttergrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685002620557320379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3471550.post-84766509</id><published>2002-11-19T10:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-11-19T10:53:14.183-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>November 19, 2002This-or-That: November 19, 2002 1. Long or short hair?my hair is long now (it's down to my brastrap) and I'll probably keep it that way.  I don't prefer either/or.  2. Microwave or conventional oven?Microwaves are for defrosting and popcorn and reheating.  Conventional for everything else.3. Plain or Peanut M&amp;M's?I usually go for plain, though I don't discriminate.4. "</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/84766509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/84766509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guttergrrl.blogspot.com/2002_11_01_archive.html#84766509' title=''/><author><name>guttergrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685002620557320379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3471550.post-84707556</id><published>2002-11-18T10:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-11-18T10:04:21.956-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>from a friend of mine:Mattel is having a poll on what Barbie's new career should be.  So far, Librarian is beating out Architect and Policewoman.  If Librarian wins out, do you think she'll come with a "realistic" bun, glasses, tattoos, and a low pay check?If you'd like to vote, go to http://www.barbie.com/activities/calendar/icanbe_skater.aspMy note: Please vote librarian!!!  I want </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/84707556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/84707556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guttergrrl.blogspot.com/2002_11_01_archive.html#84707556' title=''/><author><name>guttergrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685002620557320379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3471550.post-84533397</id><published>2002-11-14T12:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-11-14T12:19:18.140-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Okay, so it's late.  what else is new? PromoGuy's Monday Mission 2.451. Although I was told before hand by my mother, my Grandfather finally told me he has cancer and it was speculated he has about 12 months to live. Has someone you know ever told you they had a terminal illness? What was it like for you when you found out. How did that change your relationship with them?I've never had that</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/84533397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/84533397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guttergrrl.blogspot.com/2002_11_01_archive.html#84533397' title=''/><author><name>guttergrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685002620557320379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3471550.post-84480368</id><published>2002-11-13T12:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-11-13T12:39:19.370-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oy.  I am such a bad social planner.  I've got to get plans in motion for T's b-day but I'm running into stumbling blocks and chicken-and-egg kind of questions.  And I feel super-extra guilty because she made such a fuss over my b-day and planned it a month ahead...  I'm just not good at planning these kinds of things.  It's getting very last minute, and I need to do something.  Fast.  *sighs*</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/84480368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/84480368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guttergrrl.blogspot.com/2002_11_01_archive.html#84480368' title=''/><author><name>guttergrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685002620557320379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3471550.post-84415965</id><published>2002-11-12T08:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-11-12T08:35:09.906-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Funny thing about e-bay is that sometimes you bid on things and you forget. *blush*  I bid on another lot of needles in a case and got that one.   :-)  Now I've got a set of needles and a pretty case to go along with it.  This weekend was pretty unproductive.  Did dishes, did laundry, cooked a pot roast that came out orange (note to self:  next time, nix the tomato paste and V8 juice--just use </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/84415965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/84415965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guttergrrl.blogspot.com/2002_11_01_archive.html#84415965' title=''/><author><name>guttergrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685002620557320379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3471550.post-84239635</id><published>2002-11-08T12:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-11-08T12:48:56.390-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>doh!  sniped again.  I hate that--getting beat out in the last 4 seconds.  (I had bid on a lot of knitting needles because i can't afford to buy new ones and there's a bunch of patterns I really want to try but I only have a very small pair of needles that aren't appropriate for what i need.)crazycraftermom, may you burn in hell.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/84239635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/84239635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guttergrrl.blogspot.com/2002_11_01_archive.html#84239635' title=''/><author><name>guttergrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685002620557320379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3471550.post-84236255</id><published>2002-11-08T11:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-11-08T11:37:45.170-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I think this is what we're having for dinner tonight, modified a wee bit of course.  I saw the show a while ago and I've been thinking about cooking it ever since.  We've got loads of chicken thighs (cheap!cheap!) in the fridge waiting to be cooked and I've got some jarred alfredo sauce in the cabinet.  (I bought it right after the show, but I have been kind of nervous about using it.  Jarred </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/84236255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/84236255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guttergrrl.blogspot.com/2002_11_01_archive.html#84236255' title=''/><author><name>guttergrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685002620557320379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3471550.post-84172057</id><published>2002-11-07T09:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-11-07T09:20:22.656-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Now onto lighter topics...It's very safe to say that if you're looking for ½ inch disc magnets in the greater capital district that you're going to have a very hard time.  And I set a personal record for Walmart stores visited in one evening.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/84172057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/84172057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guttergrrl.blogspot.com/2002_11_01_archive.html#84172057' title=''/><author><name>guttergrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685002620557320379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3471550.post-84171018</id><published>2002-11-07T08:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-11-07T08:52:51.670-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Just to state for the record in case people are wondering, nowhere in the bylaws of the Universal league does it say that the person who sells 50/50 tickets has to dress like a stripper in heat.I'd like to issue a public apology to t.  I was joking about the cleavage thing.  It wasn't meant to hurt your feelings or debase you in any way.  I should be more sensitive and I'm sorry.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/84171018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/84171018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guttergrrl.blogspot.com/2002_11_01_archive.html#84171018' title=''/><author><name>guttergrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685002620557320379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3471550.post-84059688</id><published>2002-11-05T09:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-11-05T09:19:13.596-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Go and read scrappleface.  Just make sure you're not ingesting any beverages.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/84059688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/84059688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guttergrrl.blogspot.com/2002_11_01_archive.html#84059688' title=''/><author><name>guttergrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685002620557320379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3471550.post-84059518</id><published>2002-11-05T09:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-11-05T09:15:21.230-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So I got a tip from the indigo girls listserv that there was an article about the girls in this decatur-based magazine called Paste.  I ordered the most recent issue (the one with Aimee Mann on the cover) online last week.  It arrived on my doorstep last night much to my delight, along with a sampler included with the magazine and two other sampler CDs that I ordered.It's so refreshing to see a</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/84059518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/84059518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guttergrrl.blogspot.com/2002_11_01_archive.html#84059518' title=''/><author><name>guttergrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685002620557320379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3471550.post-84058330</id><published>2002-11-05T08:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-11-05T08:44:26.710-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tuesday this-or-that1. Art or science museum?Toss up.  I like to go to either, but I usually end up in art museums because generally they're cheaper.2. Play or watch sports?Watch.  (Except bowling.)3. Zoo or circus?Zoo.4. Theater: film or live on stage?I like going to the theater, but I generally can't afford it.  (again, poverty sux.)5. Rock concert or the symphony?Concert.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/84058330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/84058330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guttergrrl.blogspot.com/2002_11_01_archive.html#84058330' title=''/><author><name>guttergrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685002620557320379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3471550.post-83875182</id><published>2002-11-01T09:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-11-01T09:52:05.800-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The bastards actually walked all the way our driveway to get T's truck and hit the house with eggs right outside our bedroom window.  We slept through all of it and didn't find it until this morning.  From my quick look around the neighborhood, we were the only house hit.  There was shaving cream in the street, but ours was the only actual house and car hit.T washed everything off before </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/83875182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/83875182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guttergrrl.blogspot.com/2002_11_01_archive.html#83875182' title=''/><author><name>guttergrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685002620557320379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3471550.post-83872213</id><published>2002-11-01T08:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-11-01T08:23:54.863-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Friday five1. Were you raised in a particular religious faith?My mother was raised as a Presbyterian.  She didn't start bringing me to church until I was around 7 or so.  I went sometimes out of duty, but I didn't go very often.  It wasn't forced on me, but religion was never really emphasized.2. Do you still practice that faith? Why or why not?No.  I've since abandoned Christianity </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/83872213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/83872213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guttergrrl.blogspot.com/2002_11_01_archive.html#83872213' title=''/><author><name>guttergrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685002620557320379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3471550.post-83823359</id><published>2002-10-31T08:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-10-31T08:59:15.090-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yes, I'm going for a new look (call it dressing up for hallow's eve).  all the old stuff will be back later.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/83823359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/83823359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guttergrrl.blogspot.com/2002_10_01_archive.html#83823359' title=''/><author><name>guttergrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685002620557320379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3471550.post-83823218</id><published>2002-10-31T08:55:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2002-10-31T08:55:45.540-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>There are some great stories over at the morning news today.  go and have a read. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/83823218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/83823218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guttergrrl.blogspot.com/2002_10_01_archive.html#83823218' title=''/><author><name>guttergrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685002620557320379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3471550.post-83823205</id><published>2002-10-31T08:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-10-31T08:55:12.256-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>happy halloween folks!  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/83823205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/83823205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guttergrrl.blogspot.com/2002_10_01_archive.html#83823205' title=''/><author><name>guttergrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685002620557320379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3471550.post-83732216</id><published>2002-10-29T15:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-10-29T15:20:43.330-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hope there's still room in that special place in hell for animal torturers.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/83732216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/83732216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guttergrrl.blogspot.com/2002_10_01_archive.html#83732216' title=''/><author><name>guttergrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685002620557320379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3471550.post-83730927</id><published>2002-10-29T14:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-10-29T14:49:33.090-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tuesday this-or-that1. Apples or pears?I like both pretty much equally.2. Oranges or grapefruit?Oranges.  Well-chilled.3. Broccoli or cauliflower?Broccoli.  I never really liked cauliflower--doesn't have much taste.4. Green beans or lima beans?Green beans.  5. Winter or summer squash?I like them both.  I really like zucchini and yellow squash, but spaghetti squash is my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/83730927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/83730927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guttergrrl.blogspot.com/2002_10_01_archive.html#83730927' title=''/><author><name>guttergrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685002620557320379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3471550.post-83680313</id><published>2002-10-28T16:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-10-28T16:09:00.896-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>snaps to my wonderful gf who managed to wrangle an apology out of club helsinki for our horrible experience on Saturday.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/83680313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/83680313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guttergrrl.blogspot.com/2002_10_01_archive.html#83680313' title=''/><author><name>guttergrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685002620557320379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3471550.post-83669763</id><published>2002-10-28T12:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-10-28T12:12:17.373-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>PromoGuy's Monday Mission 2.431. Ever do anything over and over just to make someone else happy but discover you actually hate it?Well, I don't know.  *scratches head*  I guess I used to do a lot of stuff like that when I was with my ex-bf, like watching copious amounts of football and baseball (hated it then, like it now).  I don't do that anymore since I've got someone with whom I am so </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/83669763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/83669763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guttergrrl.blogspot.com/2002_10_01_archive.html#83669763' title=''/><author><name>guttergrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685002620557320379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3471550.post-83669702</id><published>2002-10-28T12:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-10-28T12:10:54.686-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So I found nervousness.org while surfing someone's links the other day.  It was a great find!  I've already sent out my first couple of LMAOs (land mail art objects).  A holiday ornament to TX and a postcard to australia.  I'll post about the ornament in my other blog.  I wish I had a digital camera so I can post pics!!!!I think the whole idea of exchange is cool, though I'm a little </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/83669702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/83669702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guttergrrl.blogspot.com/2002_10_01_archive.html#83669702' title=''/><author><name>guttergrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685002620557320379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3471550.post-83668805</id><published>2002-10-28T11:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-10-28T11:52:15.430-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Club HelsinkiGreat scenery.  Bad seating.  Bad service.  Too expensive.That just about sums it up.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/83668805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/83668805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guttergrrl.blogspot.com/2002_10_01_archive.html#83668805' title=''/><author><name>guttergrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685002620557320379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3471550.post-83520242</id><published>2002-10-25T15:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-10-25T16:09:08.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Paul Wellstone and family dies in plane crash.Another one taken before his time.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/83520242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/83520242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guttergrrl.blogspot.com/2002_10_01_archive.html#83520242' title=''/><author><name>guttergrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685002620557320379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3471550.post-83519457</id><published>2002-10-25T15:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-10-25T15:21:38.473-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Peoplefood that LC likes :Cake with frostingDoritosSoy Sauce  (Mickey likes this, too.)  Fortune cookies Ice cream with conePancakes with syrup and butter (she has no qualms about dragging one off your plate when you're not looking!) CheesePopcorn Potato chipsWhatever we're eating for dinner</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/83519457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/83519457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guttergrrl.blogspot.com/2002_10_01_archive.html#83519457' title=''/><author><name>guttergrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685002620557320379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3471550.post-83512341</id><published>2002-10-25T10:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-10-25T10:03:18.590-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Friday Five (.org)1. What is your favorite scary movie?Not sure.  I liked Scream a lot.2. What is your favorite Halloween treat?I always loved getting snickers in my bag o' sweets but my favorite candy is bit o' honey.3. Do you dress up for Halloween? If so, describe your best Halloween costume.I think I just answered this.4. Do you enjoy going to haunted houses or other spooky </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/83512341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/83512341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guttergrrl.blogspot.com/2002_10_01_archive.html#83512341' title=''/><author><name>guttergrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685002620557320379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3471550.post-83512066</id><published>2002-10-25T09:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-10-25T09:55:34.270-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>PromoGuy's Monday Mission 2.42Only a few days late. *blushes*1. Have you ever felt like you were expected to set a good example for others? Yes. Not as much as others (one advantage to being the youngest in the family) but now i do feel like I have to set a good example for my nieces and nephew.  Since my brother and sister-in-law aren't exactly the best role models on earth, I feel like I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/83512066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/83512066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guttergrrl.blogspot.com/2002_10_01_archive.html#83512066' title=''/><author><name>guttergrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685002620557320379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3471550.post-83400011</id><published>2002-10-23T07:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-10-23T07:42:27.140-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Let the bitching begin....It's not even Halloween yet and it's snowing.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/83400011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/83400011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guttergrrl.blogspot.com/2002_10_01_archive.html#83400011' title=''/><author><name>guttergrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685002620557320379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3471550.post-83354457</id><published>2002-10-22T11:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-10-22T11:20:58.953-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What?!? kind of showers?!?!?!?!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/83354457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/83354457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guttergrrl.blogspot.com/2002_10_01_archive.html#83354457' title=''/><author><name>guttergrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685002620557320379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3471550.post-83351148</id><published>2002-10-22T09:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-10-22T09:59:20.470-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tuesday This-or-thatThe Cosby Show or A Different World?I liked them both, but I'd have to go with Cosby.Happy Days or Joanie Loves Chachi?Is there any question?  Happy Days, of course.Cheers or Frasier?Cheers.Beverly Hills, 90210 or Melrose Place?90210.Real World or Road Rules?Real World.  (I'm an addict.)Law &amp; Order: SVU or CI?Eek.  I like them both equally.  Vincent </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/83351148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/83351148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guttergrrl.blogspot.com/2002_10_01_archive.html#83351148' title=''/><author><name>guttergrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685002620557320379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3471550.post-83346829</id><published>2002-10-22T07:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-10-22T07:48:12.083-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>*sighs*my b-day is over for another year.  We went to a fabulous dinner at Carmine's last night.  It was expenisive but worth it.  Thank you so much sweetie for a wonderful birthday.  Roses, dinner, and a surprise party--I'm a lucky girl, indeed.Now it's back to work.  ugh...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/83346829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/83346829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guttergrrl.blogspot.com/2002_10_01_archive.html#83346829' title=''/><author><name>guttergrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685002620557320379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3471550.post-83267224</id><published>2002-10-20T18:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-10-20T18:52:28.356-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I have the bestest gf in the whole wide world.It's been an interesting weekend.  We took my mom out to dinner for her birthday and to see the the nields.  I managed to contact their road manager to ask if they could possibly sing happy birthday to her during the show, and they did!  It was great--she was a bit embarrassed, but I think she appreciated the gesture.Yesterday, I went shopping </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/83267224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/83267224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guttergrrl.blogspot.com/2002_10_01_archive.html#83267224' title=''/><author><name>guttergrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685002620557320379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3471550.post-83183748</id><published>2002-10-18T15:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-10-18T15:55:11.426-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Three days till my b-day...Doesn't leave you much time to shop, does it?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/83183748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/83183748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guttergrrl.blogspot.com/2002_10_01_archive.html#83183748' title=''/><author><name>guttergrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685002620557320379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3471550.post-83183616</id><published>2002-10-18T15:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-10-18T15:52:26.690-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Friday Five1. How many TVs do you have in your home?We have three total.  One in the living room, one in the bedroom, and my small TV/VCR upstairs in what used to be my bedroom.  We have cable for two of them (the ones downstairs).  At least one too many in the house, IMHO.2. On average, how much TV do you watch in a week?Far too much.  A couple hours each night, more on weekends.  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/83183616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/83183616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guttergrrl.blogspot.com/2002_10_01_archive.html#83183616' title=''/><author><name>guttergrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685002620557320379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3471550.post-83172600</id><published>2002-10-18T11:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-10-18T11:40:51.446-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>101 things to do in 1001 daysI saw this on someone else’s blog a few weeks ago.  It’s kind of like a new year’s resolution list on steroids.1. Get my driver’s license &amp; drive.2. Take the GRE.3. Apply to library school.4. Learn another language (at least have some reading ability and enough to create a bibliographic record).5. Finish paying off at least one of my student loans.6. Go </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/83172600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/83172600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guttergrrl.blogspot.com/2002_10_01_archive.html#83172600' title=''/><author><name>guttergrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685002620557320379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3471550.post-83074552</id><published>2002-10-16T14:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-10-16T14:48:46.740-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So I've set up a crochet, knitting, crafty-type blog here.  Not much going on yet, but there will be as I'm deeper and deeper into yarn and needles and hooks...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/83074552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/83074552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guttergrrl.blogspot.com/2002_10_01_archive.html#83074552' title=''/><author><name>guttergrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685002620557320379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3471550.post-83070560</id><published>2002-10-16T13:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-10-16T13:20:31.623-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Click here to help the fight against breast cancer. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/83070560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/83070560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guttergrrl.blogspot.com/2002_10_01_archive.html#83070560' title=''/><author><name>guttergrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685002620557320379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3471550.post-83017714</id><published>2002-10-15T11:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-10-15T11:36:16.770-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>All I want to do is go back to the staff room with its fabulous view of the valley and the hills and crochet.  How sad am I!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/83017714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/83017714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guttergrrl.blogspot.com/2002_10_01_archive.html#83017714' title=''/><author><name>guttergrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685002620557320379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3471550.post-83017651</id><published>2002-10-15T11:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-10-15T11:34:42.533-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>day late, dollar short, etc.etc.etc.PromoGuy's Monday Mission 2.411. What's the most expensive meal you've ever eaten? What was the occasion? Was it worth it?Most expensive meal was probably my birthday dinner when I turned 22(?).  My ex and I went to a fancy-schmancy resturant to celebrate.  Even with my entree free (resturant promotion) the bill came to over $100.  'Twas yummy, though.   </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/83017651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/83017651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guttergrrl.blogspot.com/2002_10_01_archive.html#83017651' title=''/><author><name>guttergrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685002620557320379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3471550.post-82848517</id><published>2002-10-11T12:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-10-11T12:54:52.016-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's always a little unnerving when someone does a google search on you and you don't recognize the domain when you see it in sitemeter.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/82848517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/82848517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guttergrrl.blogspot.com/2002_10_01_archive.html#82848517' title=''/><author><name>guttergrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685002620557320379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3471550.post-82796696</id><published>2002-10-10T12:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-10-10T12:15:06.930-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The pretty pink bowling ball and even prettier purple bowling shoes have arrived.  She seems happy, though I feel bad that she won't have anything to open on her birthday.  The price of impatience...I'm recovering a bit from last night.  As T already mentioned, we babysat two of my brother's brood last night.  *sighs*  Someday I really hope that my brother gets his shit together.  What I'm </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/82796696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/82796696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guttergrrl.blogspot.com/2002_10_01_archive.html#82796696' title=''/><author><name>guttergrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685002620557320379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3471550.post-82737874</id><published>2002-10-09T09:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-10-09T09:24:30.116-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>teehee</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/82737874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/82737874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guttergrrl.blogspot.com/2002_10_01_archive.html#82737874' title=''/><author><name>guttergrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685002620557320379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3471550.post-82734936</id><published>2002-10-09T07:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-10-09T07:40:19.823-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tinky Winky, eat your heart out.seen via Robyn's blog who saw it at FARK.com</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/82734936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3471550/posts/default/82734936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guttergrrl.blogspot.com/2002_10_01_archive.html#82734936' title=''/><author><name>guttergrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685002620557320379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
