<?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-18826439</id><updated>2011-04-21T12:20:27.263-07:00</updated><category term='holiday'/><category term='google'/><title type='text'>Various Ramblings from the Goddess of Sexy</title><subtitle type='html'>My Life Musings and Other Kinds of Chaos.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xandira.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18826439/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xandira.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Xandira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17776889921725016519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QnhV_a_8I4Y/SwoF7BjyJqI/AAAAAAAAACY/FcZUQMer0ic/S220/megrad+wings.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>41</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18826439.post-6271341021842393211</id><published>2008-06-03T00:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T00:59:39.117-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Canadians need a Backbone!</title><content type='html'>Don't get me wrong, I love my country and I think the people in it are generally nice, laid back and wonderful people .  However, there are occasionally times when our tendency to take things as they come gets in the way of our need to collectively stand up as a group and say "No, I don't think so!"   Unfortunately, and as as much as it galls me to say it, Americans are much better at this than we are.  I remember when Gas prices started to soar (as it it hit 80c/l. shock and horror!)  an American that I knew who was living up here made a comment that if prices rose that quickly in the states, people would be rioting and burning down gas stations.  Now, I was shocked beyond words then, and I do still find this attitude extreme, but one has to appreciate this mans confidence in his  irritatingly boastful (ooops did I say that?) fellow citizens to make a statement. It kinda makes me wish I knew people who knew how to vehemently  stand up for themselves without breaking into violence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, the issue I am slightly riled about (yes I know I am not much better than the rest of us) today is not rising gasoline prices (as a non-renewable resource, I am bowing to its rising price as inevitable and planning to walk more until and alternative is found or we all die from starvation because of our dependency on long distance food sources),  But rather Traffic Shaping,the loss of Net Neutrality,  Throttling, whatever you want to call it.  Basically, the issue is that we Canadian types are slow to follow our southern neighbors in protecting ourselves from becoming slaves to our Internet Service Provider's control of the internet and how we use it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently, the immediate issue revolves around the ISP's limiting speed to certain users, based on what they are using their bandwidth for.  Peer to Peer downloading is the bad guy of the moment.  Torrents and MMO games being the main offenders.  Which in my case, is my main internet usage.  However, what may start as an attempt to evenly spread the so called "available bandwidth" among their user (and I am not techie enough to comment on whether ISP's are making up the shortage to justify their reluctance to upgrade their equipment, but that is my suspicion), and thereby slowing the service of these P2P "offenders", can lead to even more controlling behaviors.  I am okay with internet prices rising along with everything else.  It sucks, but its the way of life.  As long as we know what our money is getting us, and it is the same for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, if no one tells these big capitalist corporations that they actually CANNOT control who or when or what the internet gets used for, we are going to lose our only unbiased form of media.  Suddenly websites owned by Telus related companies are going to load faster then their competitors'. the new Bell video downloading site will be the fastest way to get movies or video clips.  Those alternative news blogs that tackle the hard issues and point out flaws in the corporate or government structure are going to load way slower that CNN, if ever.  The internet will have a toll run fast lane for those who can pay for their connection or their website to run as well as it does now.  When the Chinese government censors the internet to promote their views, we all tsk and shake our heads, sad for the loss of freedom.  But what happens when our internet is censored for the sole purpose of making money? Will we feel outrage?  annoyance? or will we just follow the big glowing arrow the money makers have put in our path and pay the toll and use the approved features because they are more convenient?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sad thing is, Canadians are just cluing into this.  This battle was fought and won in the states not long ago, and very few people up here noticed.  Meanwhile, the ISP's have been cutting back services unannounced, and blocking rival websites and goodness knows what else, while the CRTC, which is supposed to protect the Canadian Public's interests in the media sits on its  thumbs and says, "well gee. we might want to do something about this, but the big companies won't like it.  maybe we will wait and see if enough people notice". Its actually kinda terrifying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know few, if any, read this usually half hearted journal/blog of mine, but I needed to vent somewhere.  If I would be out east, I would have joined the protest in Ottawa.  I almost feel bad for not being the type to organize one out here.  But I would join it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.neutrality.ca/images/neutrality.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.neutrality.ca/images/neutrality.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There is a petition. Sign it.  Tell someone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18826439-6271341021842393211?l=xandira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xandira.blogspot.com/feeds/6271341021842393211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18826439&amp;postID=6271341021842393211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18826439/posts/default/6271341021842393211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18826439/posts/default/6271341021842393211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xandira.blogspot.com/2008/06/canadians-need-backbone.html' title='Canadians need a Backbone!'/><author><name>Xandira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17776889921725016519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QnhV_a_8I4Y/SwoF7BjyJqI/AAAAAAAAACY/FcZUQMer0ic/S220/megrad+wings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18826439.post-1207646622355399165</id><published>2008-01-23T19:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T20:22:57.973-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Changes</title><content type='html'>Okay, so just after Christmas, I decided that I finally had time and motivation to join Curves again.  Such a great workout.  Anyway, along with this I decided to sign up for their website that runs their diet program, complete with meal plans, and nutrition tracking, health articles and all that stuff.  So I went from sitting on my butt and eating whatever I felt like to working out a few times a week and planning meals and eating less and differently.  Its been 3 weeks and 7 or 8lbs and quite do-able thus far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, today I have got the mid winter blues. I am cranky and tired of being stuck in this house.  Because Gord has the car all day, I can only work out in the evenings which is a drag cuz I am most energetic mid day, and going to work out when my day is almost over seems tiring.   and I am starting to feel a little trapped in this apartment.  When I got rid of my car a year ago, it wasn't a big deal. I was working and going to school and didn't have a whole lot of time to spare anyway. But now that I am only working a couple days and have one class, I have a lot of time to kill and not much to do with it.  I really should make use of the bus system in this town, however stupid it may be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18826439-1207646622355399165?l=xandira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xandira.blogspot.com/feeds/1207646622355399165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18826439&amp;postID=1207646622355399165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18826439/posts/default/1207646622355399165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18826439/posts/default/1207646622355399165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xandira.blogspot.com/2008/01/big-changes.html' title='Big Changes'/><author><name>Xandira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17776889921725016519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QnhV_a_8I4Y/SwoF7BjyJqI/AAAAAAAAACY/FcZUQMer0ic/S220/megrad+wings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18826439.post-1079161973967858071</id><published>2007-11-26T15:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T16:30:57.202-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Last Essay</title><content type='html'>So, its been a crazy busy few months, with school and work and all.  like normal. Except that this time, I"m actually gonna be finished. With English. With essay writing. With my BA! YAY me!  I thought I had one more semester left, so that adviser meeting was a pleasant surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand,  I now gotta come up with something to do with it.  I am totally overqualified for a job taking peoples money at a gas station.  But what does one do with a degree in English Literature?  especially when one can't edit, doesn't enjoy writing enough to have deadlines of any kind, and mainly specialized in  pre 1900 British writers? I mean sure I can quote Shakespeare, roughly demonstrate middle English vowel sounds, and tell you which Romantic poets hung out together, but thats not exactly an employable set of skills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enter, another year or so of classes.  Its like finishing a marathon, and then having to run home. But if I get my library tech certification, the only even somewhat local library system in the region might actually be willing to cooperate and employ me. I mean, I have applied with everything from a resume (which I actually got an interview with) to a letter from a library manager saying "hire her" (for which effort I did not even get a phone call)  and several other times in between.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if one lives in an area where there is only one hiring opportunity in the public library realm, and one doesn't want to work in a corporate or public school library, thats just the way it goes.  Anyway, I am taking a semester or two off from heavy workloads. and then finishing up the Library thing so I can actually USE the BA.  fun fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I am still excited to be (almost) done with the writing of papers.  YAY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18826439-1079161973967858071?l=xandira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xandira.blogspot.com/feeds/1079161973967858071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18826439&amp;postID=1079161973967858071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18826439/posts/default/1079161973967858071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18826439/posts/default/1079161973967858071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xandira.blogspot.com/2007/11/my-last-essay.html' title='My Last Essay'/><author><name>Xandira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17776889921725016519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QnhV_a_8I4Y/SwoF7BjyJqI/AAAAAAAAACY/FcZUQMer0ic/S220/megrad+wings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18826439.post-5778167900559529636</id><published>2007-09-01T09:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T10:30:30.748-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back Again And Thinking.</title><content type='html'>Okay, so I really suck at writing during the summer. We all knew that by now right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hawaii was Amazing. We would go back in an instant if we had the cash. Gord practically lived in the ocean.  too cute.  And we had perfect weather the whole time. And Gord bought me pearls and diamonds, so I ain't complaining! :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, its all been crazy.  Family reunions, lots of hanging with friends, me working full time all of a sudden, etc.  We were just last night at a friend's wedding party.  That was a tonne of fun.  after the 3 hour trip to get there.  Apparently a chicken truck fell over on the freeway, so what shoulda been an hour trip took considerably longer.  even after we got off and took other routes.  thats right, most of the wedding guests were delayed by chickens.  go figure! Vancouver area traffic really sucks.  The routes really need to be reworked. gah! complain complain complain some more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little sister starts college next week.  We even have a class together.  Now she is younger then me by enough that we have never been to the same school, even my high school that went from grades 7 to 12.   I have been doing this for way too long.  Its a good thing I usually enjoy it!  Of course the homework is getting very very tiresome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, random musings of the day: Tradition,  why do some people get so hung up on doing things just the same as everyone else for no other reason then its "traditional"?   I mean, I am all for a good turkey dinner for Christmas,  its as good an excuse as anything, but why pressure oneself to do the things that you don't really like, just cuz thats the way its done. silly.   Get married in teal.   Its good for people! ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laters!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18826439-5778167900559529636?l=xandira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xandira.blogspot.com/feeds/5778167900559529636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18826439&amp;postID=5778167900559529636' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18826439/posts/default/5778167900559529636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18826439/posts/default/5778167900559529636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xandira.blogspot.com/2007/09/okay-so-i-really-suck-at-writing-during.html' title='Back Again And Thinking.'/><author><name>Xandira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17776889921725016519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QnhV_a_8I4Y/SwoF7BjyJqI/AAAAAAAAACY/FcZUQMer0ic/S220/megrad+wings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18826439.post-8157419530645804623</id><published>2007-04-27T09:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T09:55:06.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fox SUCKS</title><content type='html'>okay so I lied. one more entry before I leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the Fox network is stupid.  They had this new show that started and I rather liked it. Drive. about an illegal cross country road race run by a mysterious "they" who occationally kidnap people and force there loved ones to race to get them back.  It was really interesting.  good character dynamics and development, interesting premice and best of all, cool cars driving fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was been airing for a little over ONE WEEK. and they cancelled it.  Okay, so there were 4 episodes released, but 3 of them were within 2 days.  There's hardly enough time for people to find out about it!  I know a lot of people who were intending to watch it but were busy the weekend it came out.  I can't tell you how often I remember about shows I wanted to watch 2 or 3 weeks after they start.  What really annoys me is that they replaced it with more reruns of House.  now, House is a good show. but reruns???  I would rather see something new anyday. and I am still not gonna watch 24.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is certainly not the first good show they screwed over. Family guy, Futurama,  Wonderfalls, Dark Angel, True Calling, FIREFLY.  Thats it. I do not watch fox shows ANYMORE! they just get my hopes up.  okay,  maybe after a shows first full season.  the trouble is that they pick up good shows and then don't give them a chance to be found by the public to be good. especially to the sci-fi public.  It also doesn't help that they are often unadvertized and aired out of order.  you just can't air Science fiction shows out of order! it usually screws up the explaination of the world. If it is a drama about relationships, fine. everyone already knows the premice and setting behind falling in love with your stepbrother or having an affair.  you don't have to explain the rules of the world and culture its set in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a serious shortage of good Science Fiction shows. that aren't another rehash of Star Trek, and they keep teasing us with interesting things, and then desiding we aren't a big enough audience to justify it. I would rather have NO sci fi then 6 or 8 shows with only 6 episodes each! (or less)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm TV depressed.   I have no sci fi to watch. BSG is done for a year, Stargate is gone. Atlantis is on break.  Dresden Files is on an unexplained just-not-there break (cancelled?). Lost is stupid now. Jericho doesn't really count as Sci fi. although the US does get blowed up which is kinda interesting.   at least Heroes is back. And I am gonna miss it for the next two weeks.  *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna find something good to watch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18826439-8157419530645804623?l=xandira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xandira.blogspot.com/feeds/8157419530645804623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18826439&amp;postID=8157419530645804623' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18826439/posts/default/8157419530645804623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18826439/posts/default/8157419530645804623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xandira.blogspot.com/2007/04/fox-sucks.html' title='Fox SUCKS'/><author><name>Xandira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17776889921725016519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QnhV_a_8I4Y/SwoF7BjyJqI/AAAAAAAAACY/FcZUQMer0ic/S220/megrad+wings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18826439.post-9052935192449396108</id><published>2007-04-23T10:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T10:37:44.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aloha!</title><content type='html'>We know where we are goin now. Turns out,  not ALL the flights to Hawaii were full. and we spend 3 weeks figuring out what was going on, just to end up goin where and when we were originally planning!  so YAY! I am going to Hawaii next week!  Hee Hee.  Our hotel is in Waikiki near the beach. Should be lots of fun. Its 30c there at the moment. its only 15 here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only unfun thing is the 14 hour travel day on the way home.  we have a 5 hour layover in San Fransisco.  So anyone know if there is anything interesting to do at the SanFransisco airport? For 5 hours.  oh well.  Lots of reading and Cribbage, I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, I think this will be the last blog from me until I get back (and jump right back into school :-( *sigh* ) in a couple weeks.  not that I am super punctual with writing on a regular basis or anything. But thats just me. And seeing as how this blog is (almost) only read by me, it works :-p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, I am off to tropical beaches! (in a few days)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Heroes is back today! YAY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18826439-9052935192449396108?l=xandira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xandira.blogspot.com/feeds/9052935192449396108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18826439&amp;postID=9052935192449396108' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18826439/posts/default/9052935192449396108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18826439/posts/default/9052935192449396108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xandira.blogspot.com/2007/04/aloha.html' title='Aloha!'/><author><name>Xandira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17776889921725016519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QnhV_a_8I4Y/SwoF7BjyJqI/AAAAAAAAACY/FcZUQMer0ic/S220/megrad+wings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18826439.post-3921834815958173061</id><published>2007-04-15T08:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T09:41:50.028-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='google'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title type='text'>What the heck?</title><content type='html'>grrrr. This google blog thing is annoying me! I"m okay with switching accounts, but it wouldn't switch my blog over, and now I ahve to redo my about section.  what a pain. I hate having to redo things I already had just the way I liked it!  *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on another WTF note, we aren't going to Havana anymore.  our booking got scooped before we had actually gotten it booked apparently.  Which sucks.  Now we have no idea where we are going.  and we were suppost to leave two weeks from now!  I was getting edgy about not having details for Hawaii at the end of march!  I like to know what I am doing!  I need to book a doctors appointment, and next months days off work, and get my sister to come over for  a weekend! but I can't do any of that until we find out when/where/if we have a holiday.  On the otherhand, it is being paid for by someone else who is arranging it, so I am not gonna complain to loudly and am very greatful to be going anywhere she wants to send us (mostly).  but I am gonna sit here and fret that I don't know what I am doing for the next month sometime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, thats it for now. the only other thing going on is exams, but I don't really feel like talking about those! :-p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was never here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18826439-3921834815958173061?l=xandira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xandira.blogspot.com/feeds/3921834815958173061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18826439&amp;postID=3921834815958173061' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18826439/posts/default/3921834815958173061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18826439/posts/default/3921834815958173061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xandira.blogspot.com/2007/04/what-heck.html' title='What the heck?'/><author><name>Xandira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17776889921725016519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QnhV_a_8I4Y/SwoF7BjyJqI/AAAAAAAAACY/FcZUQMer0ic/S220/megrad+wings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18826439.post-117570871827100508</id><published>2007-04-04T10:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T10:45:18.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday in Havana</title><content type='html'>Okay, so the airline we were booked on for our trip to Hawaii is "reorganizing". meaning our tickets where refunded. and everyone is booked full to compinsate.  So no Hawaii for us!  However, the  lady who was sending us got us 10 days at a 5 star resort in Havana instead.  While Cuba is not in my top ten list of places to visit,  I can definately handle a nice resort anywhere they wanna send me! :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its all inclusive,  meals, activities, pool, dance lessons, snorkling, the whole 9 yards.   I"m excited. should be much fun!  course that means that I have to go shopping and get carribean appropriate clothing.  and clothes good enough for the dress code in the resteraunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to work still got 3 weeks until holiday time!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18826439-117570871827100508?l=xandira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xandira.blogspot.com/feeds/117570871827100508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18826439&amp;postID=117570871827100508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18826439/posts/default/117570871827100508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18826439/posts/default/117570871827100508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xandira.blogspot.com/2007/04/holiday-in-havana.html' title='Holiday in Havana'/><author><name>Xandira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17776889921725016519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QnhV_a_8I4Y/SwoF7BjyJqI/AAAAAAAAACY/FcZUQMer0ic/S220/megrad+wings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18826439.post-117548195940016969</id><published>2007-04-01T19:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T19:45:59.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And the Best Husband Ever Award goes too........</title><content type='html'>My Man is on a roll.  Its been almost a year since the wedding, and he is getting sweeter now then he was then.  Its all in the little things.  I"m making a list of Gord is awesome. True is not roses and chocolates and poetry. but is IS the important things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1: He listens. AND acts!&lt;br /&gt;4 days ago, I mentioned wanting to make cinnimon buns, but that I didn't have the time. yesterday, he comes home from visiting his parents, store bought cinnimon buns in hand. 3days later! clever man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2: I don't have to ask.&lt;br /&gt;I"ve just had a long day writing a paper. for the last 8 hours. my shoulders and neck hurt. suddenly, he comes into the room and places a heated stress pad around my shoulders. mmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3: Kisses, LOTS of kisses.&lt;br /&gt;at random intervals. usually just when I am getting frustrated with this paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4: He is interested&lt;br /&gt;He occationally asks me how things are going, how far I am, and if I am okay. always nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5: Random neck massage&lt;br /&gt;no complaints here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6: He knows when to just go away!&lt;br /&gt;despite the fact that I am in his usual room of entertainment, he has more or less left me alone. gotta admit, I tend to be destracted when he is in the room, especially when he is playing a game or watching a show behind me. apparently he knows that. Good boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7: Cooking.&lt;br /&gt;I just got called to dinner. that I didn't make or mention anything about. Yay for him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I am gonna go eat!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18826439-117548195940016969?l=xandira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xandira.blogspot.com/feeds/117548195940016969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18826439&amp;postID=117548195940016969' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18826439/posts/default/117548195940016969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18826439/posts/default/117548195940016969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xandira.blogspot.com/2007/04/and-best-husband-ever-award-goes-too.html' title='And the Best Husband Ever Award goes too........'/><author><name>Xandira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17776889921725016519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QnhV_a_8I4Y/SwoF7BjyJqI/AAAAAAAAACY/FcZUQMer0ic/S220/megrad+wings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18826439.post-117492773170888301</id><published>2007-03-26T10:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T10:48:51.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WTF?</title><content type='html'>well. I apparently like to blog at the end of semesters. cuz its 4 months later and here I go again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; So today I walk all the way over to the school, JUST to find that the interesting class that I went to, which is the only reason I left the house today, is cancelled. gr.  well, I am SO not going to my afternoon class. I know what is gonna happen in that one. a silly quiz which is worth 1% and for which I have not read the material. cuz its confusing and complicated.  and a REALLY boring video about the authors scandalous life.  My teacher doesn't actually like to teach.  He either makes us do groupwork all class, present "seminars" to each other, or watch movies.  I can't believe I spent 500$ to sit around and be confused with 28 other students.  *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. I got 2 weeks. then a couple more, and THEN I am going to Hawaii! YAY! and its going to be our first anniversary.  oddly enough, the trip and the anniversary coinsiding is purely coincedental. kind of.  the wedding was planned for after my exams. as is the trip.  either way it works out. We will be in Hawaii for a week, and someone else is paying for it!  I like Gord's co-workers. Some of them are very generous :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I should get back to it. I have stuff due and a very busy day tommorrow in which I will be not doing as much homework as nessicary.  But its my birthday, so I don't care :-p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18826439-117492773170888301?l=xandira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xandira.blogspot.com/feeds/117492773170888301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18826439&amp;postID=117492773170888301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18826439/posts/default/117492773170888301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18826439/posts/default/117492773170888301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xandira.blogspot.com/2007/03/wtf.html' title='WTF?'/><author><name>Xandira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17776889921725016519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QnhV_a_8I4Y/SwoF7BjyJqI/AAAAAAAAACY/FcZUQMer0ic/S220/megrad+wings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18826439.post-116490619151565474</id><published>2006-11-30T08:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T09:03:11.603-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TV Shows</title><content type='html'>I"m SO close to being done for the semester! one paper and a handful of exams.   Of course, I then get 2 weeks off and get to start all over again!  this is a dumb system!   of my own choosing.  :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm watching Jericho.  Its an interesting show, about a small town that survived a big nuke attack and have no idea what happened and are completely isolated. But doesn't seem to be goin anywhere.  Its interesting, but they are starting to write themselves into a melodrama-type corner and the main storyline is weak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heroes is much better. I LOVE that show. The characters are interesting, and the story is shaping up to be very cool. There is enough mystery in it to keep you interested, but they don't keep you in the dark forever like they do in Lost.  And I think my Husband is becoming obsessed with it.  its too cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I should get back to doing my last paper. &lt;br /&gt;I"m out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18826439-116490619151565474?l=xandira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xandira.blogspot.com/feeds/116490619151565474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18826439&amp;postID=116490619151565474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18826439/posts/default/116490619151565474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18826439/posts/default/116490619151565474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xandira.blogspot.com/2006/11/tv-shows.html' title='TV Shows'/><author><name>Xandira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17776889921725016519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QnhV_a_8I4Y/SwoF7BjyJqI/AAAAAAAAACY/FcZUQMer0ic/S220/megrad+wings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18826439.post-116361955368269745</id><published>2006-11-15T11:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T11:39:13.703-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick Game of Catch up</title><content type='html'>Alright, so its been a crazy 3 months.  I got a new job just down the street, got rid of my car, started and almost finished a semester of school, spent some time in my new friendly neighbourhood ER breathing through a tube, and still tried to maintain some semblence of a social life.  Yikes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my video store job. I am SO far behind on my movies its not even funny! and I have no idea what is coming out when!    Once I am finished all these blasted papers I am gonna have to send Gord over to a friend's and have a movie weekend.  I would do it with him, but he is really not very good at giving movies he has never heard of a chance. he is way to picky, and we almost never find anything we both wanna watch.  (although if he toughs it out through one of my picks, he often likes it better then he expects too.   its funny)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that friend I was talking about last time had her baby.  they named the poor little guy "Khelben"  after a, I think, elf from the forgotten realms fantasy novel series.  Khelben Blackstaff.  In one fell swoop, out geeking us all.  That kid is gonna have an interesting life.  and its a strange choise coming from a mother who once told me that her husband has to stop all this fantasy gaming nonsence. *sigh*  cute kid though.  and the dad is super excited and is going to be great with him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOH! and me and Gord have been watching a new show called Heroes.  SO good! I think its the first time I have seen him get so excited about a show that he looks uip furture episode titles and stuff. the japanese guy Hiro is SO cute.  I can't help but laugh at any scene he is in!  hee hee hee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, I am out. meeting some people for lunch between classes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18826439-116361955368269745?l=xandira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xandira.blogspot.com/feeds/116361955368269745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18826439&amp;postID=116361955368269745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18826439/posts/default/116361955368269745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18826439/posts/default/116361955368269745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xandira.blogspot.com/2006/11/quick-game-of-catch-up.html' title='Quick Game of Catch up'/><author><name>Xandira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17776889921725016519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QnhV_a_8I4Y/SwoF7BjyJqI/AAAAAAAAACY/FcZUQMer0ic/S220/megrad+wings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18826439.post-115325432397626714</id><published>2006-07-18T13:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T13:26:29.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing Much. And Cajun Food</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="mb cb"&gt;&lt;div id="mb_0"&gt;&lt;div style="direction: ltr;"&gt;I have been meaning to write in my blog for weeks now.  But now that I am sitting here I realize I have nothing to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is adverage.  New boss at work cut my pay back to minimum wage, playing lots of computer games and reading, hanging out with friends... blah blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am however trying a new Cajun dinner recipie tonight that a friend of mine emailed to me. Kinda excited about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here it is if you curious 2 people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cajun Crusted Chicken with Creole Mashed Potatoes&lt;br /&gt;Serves 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ingredients:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four 6- to 7-ounce/180- to 200-g boneless chicken breasts (with the skin on)&lt;br /&gt;6 tablespoons/50 g Cajun spice blend (including cayenne pepper, dried&lt;br /&gt;thyme, garlic powder and paprika)&lt;br /&gt;4 russet potatoes (about 3 pounds/1.36 g total), peeled and quartered&lt;br /&gt;2 tablespoons/30 ml olive oil&lt;br /&gt;4 andouille sausages (about 13 ounces/369 g total), sliced thinly into rounds&lt;br /&gt;1 red bell pepper, cut into thin strips&lt;br /&gt;6 shallots, thinly sliced&lt;br /&gt;2 garlic cloves, finely crushed&lt;br /&gt;1 cup/286 ml chicken stock, warmed&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup/10 g chopped fresh flat leaf parsley&lt;br /&gt;Salt and freshly ground black pepper&lt;br /&gt;All purpose flour, for dusting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Method:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To marinate the chicken:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Using a large sharp knife, score 3 slits over the tops of the chicken&lt;br /&gt;breasts.  Rub the chicken breasts all over with the Cajun spices and&lt;br /&gt;cover with plastic wrap. Refrigerate for at least 2 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To prepare the potatoes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a large pot of boiling water, cook the potatoes for 25 minutes or&lt;br /&gt;until soft.  Drain the potatoes in a colander and allow them to steam&lt;br /&gt;dry in the colander for 5 minutes.  Meanwhile, heat 1 tablespoon/15 ml&lt;br /&gt;of oil in a heavy large sauté pan over medium-high heat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add the sausages and fry until golden brown, about 8 minutes.  Using a&lt;br /&gt;slotted spoon, transfer the sausages to a plate and set aside.  Add&lt;br /&gt;the bell pepper, shallots and garlic to the same pan, and sauté for 8&lt;br /&gt;minutes, or until the peppers are tender and the shallots are golden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add the potatoes and half of the chicken stock to the pepper mixture&lt;br /&gt;and stir for 1 to 2 minutes, coarsely mashing the potatoes with the&lt;br /&gt;back of the spoon.  Stir in the parsley, cooked sausage and the&lt;br /&gt;remaining chicken stock.  Season with salt and pepper and keep warm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To cook the chicken:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preheat the oven to 375°F/190°C.  Heat the remaining 1 tablespoon/15&lt;br /&gt;ml of oil in a very large oven-proof sauté pan over high heat. Be sure&lt;br /&gt;the pan is large enough so that the chicken breasts do not touch each&lt;br /&gt;other. This will allow them to brown nicely. If you don't have a pan&lt;br /&gt;large enough to fit all the chicken breasts without crowding them, use&lt;br /&gt;2 large pans and divide the oil and chicken between the pans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dust both sides of the chicken breasts with a little flour and place&lt;br /&gt;them in the pan skin side down.  Cook for 2 minutes or until the&lt;br /&gt;chicken skin is crisp and golden.  Transfer the pan to the oven and&lt;br /&gt;roast the chicken for 5 minutes.  Turn the chicken breasts over and&lt;br /&gt;return to the oven for 3 to 4 minutes, or until the chicken is cooked&lt;br /&gt;through.  Remove the chicken from the oven and let rest for 5 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To serve:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cut the chicken breasts crosswise into thick slices.  Mound the&lt;br /&gt;potatoes on 4 dinner plates.  Arrange the chicken slices alongside the&lt;br /&gt;potatoes.  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And Cajun Food'/><author><name>Xandira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17776889921725016519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QnhV_a_8I4Y/SwoF7BjyJqI/AAAAAAAAACY/FcZUQMer0ic/S220/megrad+wings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18826439.post-114805520194235403</id><published>2006-05-19T09:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T09:13:21.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Professional Value</title><content type='html'>I love feeling wanted. It doesn't often happen, especially when one is pursueing a degree is something as generic and generally impractical as English Literature.  Academics and  professionals are not really clammering for your time, as being able to quote Shakespeare and Dickens inside out and backwards is not really a employable skill. Unless you are an actor, in which case you would have a theatre degree instead or as well.  So, because of this lack of enthusiasm, I got very excited when I got begged to take a job with my former employer at another of his video stores.  Its a nice feeling to be wanted like, NOW, and to be able to skip the resume/interview process.  I think this has been the most painless job search ever.  Now if only the library would call and want me too. That would be awesome. In the meantime I will settle for working a minimum wage job that is actually quite similar and that I do enjoy. And continue to pursue my all but useless degree. (good thing I am adding a Library Tech Certificate to it!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18826439-114805520194235403?l=xandira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xandira.blogspot.com/feeds/114805520194235403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18826439&amp;postID=114805520194235403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18826439/posts/default/114805520194235403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18826439/posts/default/114805520194235403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xandira.blogspot.com/2006/05/my-professional-value.html' title='My Professional Value'/><author><name>Xandira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17776889921725016519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QnhV_a_8I4Y/SwoF7BjyJqI/AAAAAAAAACY/FcZUQMer0ic/S220/megrad+wings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18826439.post-114770807540368830</id><published>2006-05-15T08:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T08:47:55.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Charity Screening of "Serenity" in Vancouver, BC for "Equality Now"</title><content type='html'>There we go.  We have a confirmed event. NOW you can buy tickets from the Link at the bottom of my blog. All Profits from this movie showing are going to Equality Now, an organization that &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;works to end violence          and discrimination against women and girls around the world&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is an Extra charge when paying via paypal to cover the silly paypal fees and possible shipping if you order early enough (otherwise you can pick them up from me at the door). You can also contact one of the Organizers directly and pay them in person for no extra charge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Date:          Saturday, June 24, 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Time:          2:15 pm&lt;br /&gt;Doors open at 1:45 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Location:  Pacific Cinematheque&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;                     202 - 1131 Howe Street&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;                      Vancouver, BC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Phone:       604-688-8202&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-size: 130%;"&gt;Tickets are $13 until May 31st, $15 after May 31st.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;For information about this screening and Door Prizes to go &lt;a href="http://serenityscreeningvan.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Offical Website For Vancouver&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or check out the worldwide website at &lt;a href="http://cantstoptheserenity.com/"&gt;Can't Stop The Serenity&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For information Equality Now check out &lt;a href="http://www.equalitynow.org/"&gt;Their Website&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope to see you there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18826439-114770807540368830?l=xandira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xandira.blogspot.com/feeds/114770807540368830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18826439&amp;postID=114770807540368830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18826439/posts/default/114770807540368830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18826439/posts/default/114770807540368830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xandira.blogspot.com/2006/05/charity-screening-of-serenity-in.html' title='Charity Screening of &quot;Serenity&quot; in Vancouver, BC for &quot;Equality Now&quot;'/><author><name>Xandira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17776889921725016519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QnhV_a_8I4Y/SwoF7BjyJqI/AAAAAAAAACY/FcZUQMer0ic/S220/megrad+wings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18826439.post-114737487094774556</id><published>2006-05-11T12:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T12:14:30.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Planning for Big Things</title><content type='html'>Just so you Guys know, I am using my Blog to test the HTML code and functionality of a PayPal checkout Cart for a Charity Event I am helping in.  HOWEVER, we are not technically confirmed to  be having this thing yet, so &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;DO NOT &lt;/span&gt;use the button! Yet.  I'm trusting in the fact that the only people I know of for sure who read this blog are in the same group.  But the possibility of others reading it means I have to post this.  Not that I would not gladly take your money if it was offered, but it is such a pain to refund and sort it out if things don't go the way we would like. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I will post more details of the event when we know for sure when/where/if it is happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18826439-114737487094774556?l=xandira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xandira.blogspot.com/feeds/114737487094774556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18826439&amp;postID=114737487094774556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18826439/posts/default/114737487094774556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18826439/posts/default/114737487094774556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xandira.blogspot.com/2006/05/planning-for-big-things.html' title='Planning for Big Things'/><author><name>Xandira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17776889921725016519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QnhV_a_8I4Y/SwoF7BjyJqI/AAAAAAAAACY/FcZUQMer0ic/S220/megrad+wings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18826439.post-114701883053177705</id><published>2006-05-07T09:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T09:28:19.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding Pictures!</title><content type='html'>for those who care, here are a few that my sister took. some are a little fuzzy, but we have not got the other ones yet. so these will do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is about half the crowd that was there.  very small wedding!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/Xandira/Wedding/S4020080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/Xandira/Wedding/S4020080.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me in the car on the way there. (stupid corset made it really hard to sit at the angle cars usualy insist you sit at. which is why I had to sit straight up against the back with my head against the back window. it was not fun.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/Xandira/Wedding/S4020031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/Xandira/Wedding/S4020031.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking down the isle with my parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/Xandira/Wedding/S4020036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/Xandira/Wedding/S4020036.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just after the actual Ceremony part (which was about 15 minutes long. thank goodness cuz it was FREEZING cold.  although the rain held off until after pictures.  I was actually warm enough but my bridesmaid was so cold.  the best man gave her his jacket in the middle of the vows :-) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/Xandira/Wedding/S4020039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/Xandira/Wedding/S4020039.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;General Kissage. although if you look hard enough I am trying SO hard not to laugh. mostly because they are all trying to get a picture of it and we had been lip locked for about 3 minutes while ppl were directing us.  it was strange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/Xandira/Wedding/S4020063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/Xandira/Wedding/S4020063.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, thats it! I still have to get the pictures of our Honeymoon in Tofino, but that is a lot of pictures of open sandy beaches and crashing Surf and pretty trees,so I probly won't post it :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS:  they are bigger in PhotoBucket so if you want, let me know and I will send you the links for that.  or you can check out the other Address for this blog, cuz they are posted there too. and bigger.&lt;br /&gt;(http://www.serenitymovie.org/browncoats/forums/blog/xandira)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18826439-114701883053177705?l=xandira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xandira.blogspot.com/feeds/114701883053177705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18826439&amp;postID=114701883053177705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18826439/posts/default/114701883053177705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18826439/posts/default/114701883053177705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xandira.blogspot.com/2006/05/wedding-pictures.html' title='Wedding Pictures!'/><author><name>Xandira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17776889921725016519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QnhV_a_8I4Y/SwoF7BjyJqI/AAAAAAAAACY/FcZUQMer0ic/S220/megrad+wings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18826439.post-114609143585072226</id><published>2006-04-26T15:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T15:43:55.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More Nervous than Me</title><content type='html'>So, we have 3 days left til the wedding.&amp;nbsp; What I want to know is how many people are scared out of their wits before their wedding, because me and Gord have heard nothing but &amp;quot;are you scared?&amp;quot;&amp;nbsp; &amp;quot;ooh its your last week of freedom&amp;quot; and &amp;quot; are you sure your not gonna back out from nerves?&amp;quot;.&amp;nbsp; I mean, WTF?&amp;nbsp; I&amp;quot;m starting to feel like the only people in the world who the idea of Marriage seems natural and exciting, but not in the slightest bit nerve-racking.&amp;nbsp; Gord's Co-workers are really starting to bug him with this kinda talk.&amp;nbsp; Of course he is in the works yard with all the middle aged, machine driving, drinkin with the guys, married for 15 years kinda people, so its kind of to be expected.&amp;nbsp; but still. give it a rest already&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; I have no problem with feeling unsure or scared or nervous or anything.&amp;nbsp; Not even about the prepareations for the wedding event. I mean, I have my dress, flowers, pastor, paperwork. so everything else is details. heck, even if the pastor gets stuck in Arizona where he is on holiday until friday and can't make it, we will just call another one, or find a JOP as soon as we can.&amp;nbsp; meh. It will all work out somehow.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; What I wonder is if this lack of nerves is because the actual wedding part is so casual and generally as simple as I could get away with. I have no professionals of any kind, its all family, and very small.&amp;nbsp; I could see being much more stressed out if I was trying to have a big formal detail heavy type affair.&amp;nbsp; Maybe that stress is what people see as nerves.&amp;nbsp; hmmm..&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; I just don't get it&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br clear="all"&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18826439-114609143585072226?l=xandira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xandira.blogspot.com/feeds/114609143585072226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18826439&amp;postID=114609143585072226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18826439/posts/default/114609143585072226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18826439/posts/default/114609143585072226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xandira.blogspot.com/2006/04/more-nervous-than-me.html' title='More Nervous than Me'/><author><name>Xandira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17776889921725016519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QnhV_a_8I4Y/SwoF7BjyJqI/AAAAAAAAACY/FcZUQMer0ic/S220/megrad+wings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18826439.post-114557228699820622</id><published>2006-04-20T15:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T15:32:48.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Decent of the old Folks</title><content type='html'>YAY!!! I am done.  like totally exams and everything done!  (for 3 weeks but shhhhhh, its gonna be a crazy fun 3 weeks!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to celebrate.  Do something totally de-stressing and fun. that does not involve alcohol cuz that is just bad. any suggestions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. it has to fit in after the fiance's grandparents come over and fuss and scowl over my housekeeping setup.  His grandfathers girlfriend, who is your typical little old conservative lady, has already asked me the vital questions like do I like to cook? (yes but not as much as Gord does), &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am I good at cooking? (give me a recipie and I can do anything you give me the equiptment for cuz my selection of kitchen supplies is limited),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am I glad I am out of my parents so I can keep my own house clean for a change? (heck, I"m glad I am out of my parents so I can make my own mess and not get yelled at if I don't get around to cleaning it up for a few hours. or days)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When do I want to have kids? (give me a few years with the boy and we will see! after I get my degree at least! and we have to go to europe first)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I gonna work when we have kids? (not if the cost of living goes down. otherwise, probably some.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;course if I were to say any of those things I would give the poor woman a heart attack.  oh well. she will have to settle for snooping around my house. this one time. cuz it is new. as long as my drawers are left unopened we should be fine.  Course if she opens my bedside table drawer she deserves whatever heart attack she gets from the shock of what its contents implies! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEY! I"m gonna be married in a week. I gotta start stocking up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep in mind, this is the GIRLFRIEND of Gord's grandfather. not even technically family.  oh well. He is a bit an old european pill himself.  With the old fashioned values of "entertain me for I am supreme patriarch of this family"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gord's grandmother (on the other side) would probably just twitter and wink at my bedside table. she is tooo adorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, nice enough people in the right setting. but I have to put on my hostess face tonight, and I am not looking forward to it.  Last time I was at their place, there was a 3 course snack, served on fancy plates as she walked around the room with the platters. I don't do that. I put out a bowl of munchies and a pitcher of juice and call it done. Call me newfangled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, back to contemplating the wonderful nothingness that is the "have to" plans for this weekend.  oh shoot. I have to give a talk in church on sunday. I take it back. I gotta fit that into the batchelorette party fun somewhere too.  *sigh*  It never ends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18826439-114557228699820622?l=xandira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xandira.blogspot.com/feeds/114557228699820622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18826439&amp;postID=114557228699820622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18826439/posts/default/114557228699820622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18826439/posts/default/114557228699820622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xandira.blogspot.com/2006/04/decent-of-old-folks.html' title='Decent of the old Folks'/><author><name>Xandira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17776889921725016519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QnhV_a_8I4Y/SwoF7BjyJqI/AAAAAAAAACY/FcZUQMer0ic/S220/megrad+wings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18826439.post-114471293439767460</id><published>2006-04-10T16:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T16:48:54.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AAAAAHHHHHHHH</title><content type='html'>Thats it. just AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;*hair pulling stressed out me*&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;pretty much says it all.&lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18826439-114471293439767460?l=xandira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xandira.blogspot.com/feeds/114471293439767460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18826439&amp;postID=114471293439767460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18826439/posts/default/114471293439767460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18826439/posts/default/114471293439767460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xandira.blogspot.com/2006/04/aaaaahhhhhhhh.html' title='AAAAAHHHHHHHH'/><author><name>Xandira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17776889921725016519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QnhV_a_8I4Y/SwoF7BjyJqI/AAAAAAAAACY/FcZUQMer0ic/S220/megrad+wings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18826439.post-114442779176434578</id><published>2006-04-07T09:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T09:36:32.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My drinking teacher</title><content type='html'>I have never had this much trouble focusing on an assignment before! its annoyin the heck out of me.&amp;nbsp; And I keep finding other things to do instead.&amp;nbsp; like Blogging. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Anyway&amp;nbsp; I have the coolest English Prof EVER. She took the whole class out for drinks and appy's yesterday instead of going to class. It was awesome.&amp;nbsp; I don't drink alcohol, but virgin margaritas are really good!&amp;nbsp; as is milestones popcorn shrimp.. mmmmmmm....&amp;nbsp; It was kinda strange sitting there discussing stuff like cute geeky faculty, chest sizes, and travel plans with a teacher.&amp;nbsp; as you could probably tell our class was mostly girls :-)&amp;nbsp; anyway. awesome time. especially when Karen (the teacher) got a little drunk. SO funny!  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;and I got to impress the heck out of the whole class with my knowledge of how to jump a car and my recognition of alternator problems. It was funny.&amp;nbsp; I know next to nothing about cars, but I have has 3 junkers in the last few years, and had to replace the alternator in all 3 of them. so I know what that looks like! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Anyway, I really have to go beat my head into submission over this essay thing. I still have another one to do for tuesday too!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'll be around!&lt;br clear="all"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18826439-114442779176434578?l=xandira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xandira.blogspot.com/feeds/114442779176434578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18826439&amp;postID=114442779176434578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18826439/posts/default/114442779176434578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18826439/posts/default/114442779176434578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xandira.blogspot.com/2006/04/my-drinking-teacher.html' title='My drinking teacher'/><author><name>Xandira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17776889921725016519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QnhV_a_8I4Y/SwoF7BjyJqI/AAAAAAAAACY/FcZUQMer0ic/S220/megrad+wings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18826439.post-114383014095900792</id><published>2006-03-31T10:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T10:35:41.006-08:00</updated><title type='text'>If you don't like sex.....</title><content type='html'>Okay, so I downloaded a copy of Buffy Season 7.&amp;nbsp; Bad me, I know.&amp;nbsp; But I own all the other ones and REALLY didn't like Season 7, but figured I should have it for continuity and completeness.&amp;nbsp; I might buy it one day.&amp;nbsp; HOWEVER, the point is, that I have been watching it, and when I come to the episode &amp;quot;Touched&amp;quot;, the person who ripped the copy cut out the sex scene! I mean seriously! if you don't wanna watch the occational not-even -any-nudity sex scene, this is really the wrong show for you!&amp;nbsp;  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Course, I think it may have something to do with someones supermorality and the prevalance of Gay Willow/Kennedy Love. but I mean seriously, what? Violence, Devil Worship, Demons, Black Magic, and Ripping DVD's is okay, but two girls kissing warrents censorship?&amp;nbsp; *sigh* I don't get people. I mean, I respect that some people don't wanna see it, but its none of their business if I do. And its jarring to the flow of the show.&amp;nbsp; And if they are in the business of supplying a product, it should be intact! &lt;br clear="all"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;anyway, gotta go watch the old recorded VHS copy I have to get over the annoying censorship frustration!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I&amp;quot;m out!&lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18826439-114383014095900792?l=xandira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xandira.blogspot.com/feeds/114383014095900792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18826439&amp;postID=114383014095900792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18826439/posts/default/114383014095900792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18826439/posts/default/114383014095900792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xandira.blogspot.com/2006/03/if-you-dont-like-sex.html' title='If you don&apos;t like sex.....'/><author><name>Xandira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17776889921725016519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QnhV_a_8I4Y/SwoF7BjyJqI/AAAAAAAAACY/FcZUQMer0ic/S220/megrad+wings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18826439.post-114323561371720886</id><published>2006-03-24T13:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T13:26:56.156-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Black Hole I Live In</title><content type='html'>How much Crap can one fit into a 7x10 foot room? with a Queen sized bed in it!??&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I am packing to move tommorrow&amp;nbsp; (YAY we get our apartment tomorrow!) and I have an amazing amount of stuff. I am throwing all kinds of things out, and have boxes filled with stuff like extra purses, candles, books I forgot to pack in the book boxes, jewelry, and caligraphy pens.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I thought I hardly owned anything.&amp;nbsp; boy am I ever glad I am not packing a whole house!&amp;nbsp; Luckily, I am coming back here for a couple weeks before the wedding, so I will have time to pack or trash the dregs of my belongings. Who ever had this brilliant idea that moving around the end of the semester would be okay should be shot.&amp;nbsp; oh wait. that was me.&amp;nbsp; crap.&amp;nbsp; *sigh* &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Anyway, on the plus side, I am very excited cuz I am FINALLY moving out of my Parents house! YAY. and its a nice apartment and eventually it will be me AND Gord and that is just cool :-) and he bought me a corner, red cherry desk with a hutch and everything. SO nice!&amp;nbsp; He spoils me rotten sometimes. :-) Always a good thing to look for in a man.. And to think, I almost married someone who I would have to support with my minimum wage job....&amp;nbsp; Phew.  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Anyway, back to dust stirring and feeling guilty that I am not doing homework because I am packing.&amp;nbsp; gr.&amp;nbsp; I have a week to do a 3000 word paper I have not really started yet. plus a hand full of smaller 1500 word essays that I sort of have started.  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And I&amp;quot;m off again!&lt;br clear="all"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18826439-114323561371720886?l=xandira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xandira.blogspot.com/feeds/114323561371720886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18826439&amp;postID=114323561371720886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18826439/posts/default/114323561371720886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18826439/posts/default/114323561371720886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xandira.blogspot.com/2006/03/black-hole-i-live-in.html' title='The Black Hole I Live In'/><author><name>Xandira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17776889921725016519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QnhV_a_8I4Y/SwoF7BjyJqI/AAAAAAAAACY/FcZUQMer0ic/S220/megrad+wings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18826439.post-114271249703132016</id><published>2006-03-18T12:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-18T12:08:17.046-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Super Power</title><content type='html'>If I could have a supernatural power of some kind, I would do one of 2 things.&amp;nbsp; The first would be to have the ability to think something onto paper (or in this case computer screen) that way I do not have to waste all this time and energy organizing my thoughts and typing. For example, I have this story in my head, and I managed to get the short version onto paper once, but the long version is still rattling around in there.&amp;nbsp; If I had this ability, I would be able to just will it to be written, and it would. with perfect grammer and everything. A direct link out of my brain into a hard format.&amp;nbsp; Or, I would do the same thing for this paper that I am having such a hard time with that it is overdue. BAD me! Typing and planning and organizing take so much time its annoying. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The other thing, and actually probably the first thing I would do is have the ability to take on any characteristic of any fictional character I want, from books or movies or whatever.&amp;nbsp; This probably gives me every power in the book, not to mention some interesting personality choises.&amp;nbsp; so to keep it from being completely all powerful, it would have to be from any character I know about, and probably only one power at a time.&amp;nbsp; This of course means that I can WRITE a story about a character who can think papers into exsistance, and I would be able to do it!&amp;nbsp; or I could fly. or I could say all those witty, clever things I would love to say if I ever thought of them at just the right moment, or any thing else you have ever admired in a character.&amp;nbsp;  &lt;br&gt;To be fair, I stole this idea from Gord.&amp;nbsp; He thought of it first and I tweaked it :-)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Anyway, back to the long way of doing things.&amp;nbsp; *sigh*&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Pressing onward!&lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18826439-114271249703132016?l=xandira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xandira.blogspot.com/feeds/114271249703132016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18826439&amp;postID=114271249703132016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18826439/posts/default/114271249703132016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18826439/posts/default/114271249703132016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xandira.blogspot.com/2006/03/my-super-power.html' title='My Super Power'/><author><name>Xandira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17776889921725016519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QnhV_a_8I4Y/SwoF7BjyJqI/AAAAAAAAACY/FcZUQMer0ic/S220/megrad+wings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18826439.post-114119490068169748</id><published>2006-02-28T22:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T22:35:00.700-08:00</updated><title type='text'>After Class Venting</title><content type='html'>so, I am neck deep in school stuff. you know it is bad when you feel guilty for taking 10 minutes at 10:30 at night to mess around on your blog and type random things, cuz you really could be doing something constructive.&amp;nbsp; and this is all after 2 oral presentations, a meeting with the arts advisor, and a midterm, all in the same day.&amp;nbsp; *sigh*&amp;nbsp; ah well. another 60 days of this and I will be on my honey moon.  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Thats right, I started the official countdown today.&amp;nbsp; It is 60 days til my wedding. YAY!&amp;nbsp; I am very excited, in case you can't tell :-)&amp;nbsp; anyway, lots to do between now and then.&amp;nbsp; and I am starting to doze off and I am sure my ramblings are becoming less and less coherant (much like my presentation today when the nerves hit me. in the gorram middle of the blasted thing!&amp;nbsp; what a time to get nervous!&amp;nbsp; when its almost over!)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; anyway, I am gonna go watch some Buffy (Season 3, Faith just turned evil)&amp;nbsp; and go to bed. I think &lt;br&gt;&lt;br clear="all"&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18826439-114119490068169748?l=xandira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xandira.blogspot.com/feeds/114119490068169748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18826439&amp;postID=114119490068169748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18826439/posts/default/114119490068169748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18826439/posts/default/114119490068169748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xandira.blogspot.com/2006/02/after-class-venting.html' title='After Class Venting'/><author><name>Xandira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17776889921725016519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QnhV_a_8I4Y/SwoF7BjyJqI/AAAAAAAAACY/FcZUQMer0ic/S220/megrad+wings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18826439.post-114115896360681312</id><published>2006-02-28T12:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T12:36:03.616-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life and Stuff</title><content type='html'>YAY for me!  I just found out that I only have 11 more classes to go til I am done my BA degree!  that is a year and a half if I continue going full time.  one year if I take courses in the summer semester. which I probably will next year. Unfortunately, my Library Tech courses are unmeshy with my BA program, so I will be another year and a half after that getting my LIBT certificate.  *sigh*  oh well. thats about what I expected.  and at least the LIBT classes are lower level and thus less of a work load.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other then declaring my major and planning my life for the next 3 years, I have nothing really new to report.  Lots of homework and wedding stuff. My dress is coming along nicely, and we have got fabric and stuff to make ties.  although Gord's best man refuses to wear a white shirt, and I am not sure how we are gonna work that in. I"m sure we will figure something.  I think I am in the lull before the storm.  all assignments, plans and hell is gonna break loose at the end of March and last through most of April.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my Vancouver Browncoats! :-(  all this business compounded with the fact that they are an hour and half away means I haven't seen any of them since late november!  I keep trying or meaning to go, but blasted other stuff gets in the way. Its annoying.  I am really looking forward to my move in April, cuz I will be 45 minutes closer and have some more spare time since I will not be in school, or driving so much. I"m gonna have to invite them to my housewarming open house in may. That should be fun! Yet another of the wedding/life party business that I gotta work on.  I"m all excited about it though. I am not having a bridal shower and having this post wedding bash instead.  hee hee hee.  anyway, on to lunch and classes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18826439-114115896360681312?l=xandira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xandira.blogspot.com/feeds/114115896360681312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18826439&amp;postID=114115896360681312' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18826439/posts/default/114115896360681312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18826439/posts/default/114115896360681312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xandira.blogspot.com/2006/02/life-and-stuff.html' title='Life and Stuff'/><author><name>Xandira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17776889921725016519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QnhV_a_8I4Y/SwoF7BjyJqI/AAAAAAAAACY/FcZUQMer0ic/S220/megrad+wings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18826439.post-113981827820983208</id><published>2006-02-12T23:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T00:11:18.233-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Dirty Little Secret</title><content type='html'>okay, so I am a long time Browncoat, secretary-type  person for the Vancouver Browncoats, I've seen the movie 4 times, and I put it on in the video store as often as I can, but I do not yet own a copy of Serenity. Its been out since December, and I do not own it.  I will have to do that one of these days.  I guess I have been holding out til I feel like I NEED too see it again (up close.  the video store screens don't count :-) )  also for when I don't feel broke.  I think I didn't get it for Christmas cuz everyone expected me to get it for myself.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, I fully expect the Browncoat community to make shocked faces at me for while now :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I am watching the movie "Proof" with Gweneth Paltrow.  so far its okay.  about a crazy girl, so its a little disjointed,  but so far good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! wedding plans are going pretty well.  Getting all my wedding dress alterations done, picking out flowers, getting the guys ties made, getting shoes dyed, trying to find someone else to marry us cuz our bishop can't do it now.  all that fun and exciting stuff.  I just want it too be april now.  school being done and wedding coming up.  Its amazing how two and a half months can seem SO far away, and way to soon all at the same time.  I just have too much to do before then!  but I want it to be now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't win!&lt;br /&gt;cept last night with Gord.  That was pretty awesome :-)&lt;br /&gt;not as awesome as it could be.  that is still comin....&lt;br /&gt;yet another reason that I want 2 and a half months to come faster!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18826439-113981827820983208?l=xandira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xandira.blogspot.com/feeds/113981827820983208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18826439&amp;postID=113981827820983208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18826439/posts/default/113981827820983208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18826439/posts/default/113981827820983208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xandira.blogspot.com/2006/02/my-dirty-little-secret.html' title='My Dirty Little Secret'/><author><name>Xandira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17776889921725016519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QnhV_a_8I4Y/SwoF7BjyJqI/AAAAAAAAACY/FcZUQMer0ic/S220/megrad+wings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18826439.post-113865003618739369</id><published>2006-01-30T11:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T11:42:28.010-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weird Dream.  Strange, Weird Dream</title><content type='html'>something random I was thinking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if we were to stop all law inforcement, how bad would it actually get?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I"m not saying we should DO that.  I'd just curious to find out how bad would it actually get.  there would probably be a sharp increase in crime, since it would be the whole "yay now I can" thing.  But I think it would probably hit a peak and either plateau or decrease again.  I mean, the people who really want to break the law would do it anyway right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Course that would put the emphasis of society onto raising our children right in the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never mind.  now that I think about it, people are screwed up and the concept family is fragmented and broken.  If we can't even get the basic unit of society right, there is no hope for the rest of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hands are dry. I need cream.&lt;br /&gt;(hey, I said I was random!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18826439-113865003618739369?l=xandira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xandira.blogspot.com/feeds/113865003618739369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18826439&amp;postID=113865003618739369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18826439/posts/default/113865003618739369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18826439/posts/default/113865003618739369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xandira.blogspot.com/2006/01/weird-dream-strange-weird-dream.html' title='Weird Dream.  Strange, Weird Dream'/><author><name>Xandira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17776889921725016519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QnhV_a_8I4Y/SwoF7BjyJqI/AAAAAAAAACY/FcZUQMer0ic/S220/megrad+wings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18826439.post-113861352503055086</id><published>2006-01-30T00:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T01:32:05.066-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Three Months Left!!!!</title><content type='html'>So, coming into my midterm week of hell, I get this phone call.  Turns out one of the ladies at work left her husband, and as a result I have to work 4 full days this week, as well as write 3 5 page essays.  *sigh* so of course I am writing in my blog and watching and episode of Firefly.  BAD me.  oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this last week with Gord has been awesome.  We have spent  many hours in the last couple of days  making much with the snuggling and kissing.  Its been the sweetest thing ever.  And he has been really good about, so I don't have to worry about the whole sex issue along with everything else I am doin and worrying about at the moment. I mean, don't get me wrong, we are both very much looking forward to the honeymoon and the much nakedness to follow, but that just makes this abstinance thing all the more stressful to keep up.  So its really nice that he is being so helpful about it, and even managing to be intimate in a sensual kinda way without being uncontrollably sexual.  Best. Fiance. EVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, now I want him to be here.  And popcorn.  popcorn would also be nice. But mostly him.  oh forget the nakedness, I just wanna be in the same house as him! so that when I think things like that he is around to fix that particular problem.  The him not here problem, not the popcorn. The popcorn I fix myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* damn school and work commitments.  cutting into my Gordie snuggle time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18826439-113861352503055086?l=xandira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xandira.blogspot.com/feeds/113861352503055086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18826439&amp;postID=113861352503055086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18826439/posts/default/113861352503055086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18826439/posts/default/113861352503055086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xandira.blogspot.com/2006/01/three-months-left.html' title='Three Months Left!!!!'/><author><name>Xandira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17776889921725016519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QnhV_a_8I4Y/SwoF7BjyJqI/AAAAAAAAACY/FcZUQMer0ic/S220/megrad+wings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18826439.post-113792049293425552</id><published>2006-01-22T00:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-22T01:01:32.943-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am now a whole lot richer</title><content type='html'>cuz I have signed house and morgage papers with my fiance! (who has quite the savings by the by)  Anyway,   if all goes well and no unexpected hiccups occur, we will be taking possestion of a very nice apartment at the end of march.  YAY!  a block or so from my school, has 2 bed, 2 bath and a fireplace, deck, and walk in closet.  we have more then 25% down so its gonna be a fairly small morgage and will hopefully be paid off well withing 10 years.  I am very excited!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been an insane week, and I am sure I have missed some important hanging out with friends and some even more inportant homework, but I think that grown up life stuff is important enough for that.  As far as I know, we are all clear until march and I can get back to multitasking my school and wedding and social life arranging for a bit. without the added apartment hunting issues.   too... much.... multitasking........ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Although we do still have to figure out what in heavens name we are gonna do witht he largeish, crystally chandeleir that the very nice old lady wants to leave for us in the fairly small apartment.  Its not an ugly thing by any strech of the imagination.  I just find it a little ostentatious for the size and scope of the place.  maybe we will take some of the ornamentation chrystal off of it so its not quite so big and cluttered. We shall see.  but it is very pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH and I got my bridesmaid's dress in.  and we ordered our shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left to do:  small flower order, look into renting chairs and maybe a carpet(or fake grass) for the soggy lawn, make up a lunch menu,  talk to my doctor about anti-baby pills or some such crap, get the alterations on my dress done, buy the best man a suit, sign more morgage and property papers,  clean my room, throw stuff out, pack, paint, remove ostentatious lighting, move, stock kitchen, 8 essay assignments, 10 small assignments, 2 midterms, 4 final exams, read MANY books and poems. and I am sure much more.  Thats just what my up for 19 hour brain can come up with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it April yet???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18826439-113792049293425552?l=xandira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xandira.blogspot.com/feeds/113792049293425552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18826439&amp;postID=113792049293425552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18826439/posts/default/113792049293425552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18826439/posts/default/113792049293425552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xandira.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-am-now-whole-lot-richer.html' title='I am now a whole lot richer'/><author><name>Xandira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17776889921725016519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QnhV_a_8I4Y/SwoF7BjyJqI/AAAAAAAAACY/FcZUQMer0ic/S220/megrad+wings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18826439.post-113692813238022353</id><published>2006-01-10T12:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T13:36:38.620-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to Your Regularly Scheduled Insanity</title><content type='html'>aaah back to the crazy familiarity that is school. And having 4 or 5 hours at a time to sit in the computer lab doing nothing. I"m suddenly sensing.... more regular blog entries! I"m thinking tuesday and thursday afternoons. We will see how it goes. I am taking a few 3rd year upper level courses, so I may be insanely busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact I already have an assignment I should be working on that is due in a couple weeks. But YAY its on shaepeare! and a play I know really well! I am jsut SO glad that the teacher of my Shakespeare course didn't put Hamlet on the course. cuz how many times can one study Hamlet without going a little crazy themselves??? cuz I've worked up to 3 courses including a fairly in depth stufy of Hamlet. I got an A+ on the last Hamlet assignment I did cuz I have so much time invested in that silly play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I love the play. its great and complex and facinating. But there are so many other plays that I would LOVE to learn about. so I am getting a few of those this semester. YAY! they are mostly some Roman plays, with a few comedies thrown in so the class does not commit mass suicide from the sheer depressing force that is Shakepearian Tragedy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, between that and the wedding coming up at the end of this semester, I am gonna be goin nuts. but I"m going house hunting on sunday (I think) and I'm VERY excited about that! :-) Technically I think Gord is buying the house. I"m not sure if we are gonna joint sign for it or not, since it will be signed for before the wedding. Either way I won't always be able to make it to look with him, but we are gonna make sure we are on the same page this week so he doesn't get hopeful about some hedious place while I am at work! We are buying an appartment or townhouse or something, so I'm demanding my own washer/dryer and hoping for a fireplace of some kind. And of course a hot tub, but I am thinking that may be a little out of our range. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GGGRRRR I"m trying to order books online, but blasted Chapters site is SO slow. and only working half the time. this is not inspiring confidence in those of us who are paying by credit card over the internet. I mean, if it seizes up, and you click it again, is it gonna charge and ship it twice or not? Its like Russian roulette. With money. That you do not have. oh well. hopefully I can get my books sometime this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I gotta go beg a prof to let me into her class.  Later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18826439-113692813238022353?l=xandira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xandira.blogspot.com/feeds/113692813238022353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18826439&amp;postID=113692813238022353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18826439/posts/default/113692813238022353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18826439/posts/default/113692813238022353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xandira.blogspot.com/2006/01/back-to-your-regularly-scheduled.html' title='Back to Your Regularly Scheduled Insanity'/><author><name>Xandira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17776889921725016519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QnhV_a_8I4Y/SwoF7BjyJqI/AAAAAAAAACY/FcZUQMer0ic/S220/megrad+wings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18826439.post-113541100292916618</id><published>2005-12-23T23:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T23:56:42.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Now that I can move again</title><content type='html'>Yeah, so that wonderful week I was looking forward too completely sucked.  not only did I not get the library job, but I got SO sick with the flu that that was probably a good thing!  I was sick for almost 2 weeks. I slept for 3 days straight and still had to work and write exams. THEN, I got a cold on top of that and completly lost my voice.  which is really not good for the church music director!!! and my final essay assignment was a week overdue and sucked.  a lot.  but I don't care I got it in and the teacher said that he woudln't take marks off for the lateness.  which was super nice of him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.  I am mostly better now. I have a voice again. Although  it gets gravelly if I talk to much, and I still can't sing.  *sigh*  Thats okay.  its only Christmas.  Nothing to sing about then..... *rolling eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but aaanyway. I am tired,  and have a couple of busy days coming up with the work and family stuff all dancing around each other hollering for my attention...    so I am going to bed.  Talk to you guys soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18826439-113541100292916618?l=xandira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xandira.blogspot.com/feeds/113541100292916618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18826439&amp;postID=113541100292916618' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18826439/posts/default/113541100292916618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18826439/posts/default/113541100292916618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xandira.blogspot.com/2005/12/now-that-i-can-move-again.html' title='Now that I can move again'/><author><name>Xandira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17776889921725016519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QnhV_a_8I4Y/SwoF7BjyJqI/AAAAAAAAACY/FcZUQMer0ic/S220/megrad+wings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18826439.post-113391603942083295</id><published>2005-12-06T16:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T16:42:09.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'>And on the 10th day there shall be Serenity</title><content type='html'>:-) I"m excited. I get to see Serenity again in 10 days.  I love getting DVDs 4 days before the release.... :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, I just thought the title sounded cool. its doesn't have much to do with whats been up with me lately. I had my job interveiw and it want really well. I blew them away with my typing speed, and was totally calm during the whole interview. It was a little bit creepy. I was not nervous in the slightest. I"m usually at least a little bit shaky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN after my very good interview, I check my work schedule and I managed to get a whole week off. and not just any week. The week that the Library training will be if I get the job. and I am working 5 days a week in 2 stores for the whole rest of the holiday! How strange is that??? usually when you say you can work full time they put you on full time right away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I"m taking all this as a sign that I will get the job..... but I'm still trying not to get too hopeful just in case. I don't have all the training that they like in the circulation assistants, so I may not get it based on that. I will find out by this thursday as training starts on Friday. They are in a crisis for call ins at the moment. which is good for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if I don't get it, then hey! I will have a week off. and hopefully 10 days from now (after said week off) I will be a little more serene. cuz holy stressed! Hopefully I will get my last essay and my first exam done tommorrow, and then I can start to chill some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and having said that! holy CRAP! Christmas is coming up way too fast! luckily I have no money and everyone knows that so I am not really doing much this year. I am gonna make up some of my famous orange powered drink, cuz its fairly cheap and ppl whine if I don't. But that is about it. Unless I get the library job and get paid for training before Christmas. which would rock. a LOT. And then ppl are getting diamonds and game consoles again :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh gotta go! time to head to my minimum wage job while I keep my fingers crossed for a better one (which will make it really hard to work the till. but oh well ;-) )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18826439-113391603942083295?l=xandira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xandira.blogspot.com/feeds/113391603942083295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18826439&amp;postID=113391603942083295' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18826439/posts/default/113391603942083295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18826439/posts/default/113391603942083295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xandira.blogspot.com/2005/12/and-on-10th-day-there-shall-be.html' title='And on the 10th day there shall be Serenity'/><author><name>Xandira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17776889921725016519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QnhV_a_8I4Y/SwoF7BjyJqI/AAAAAAAAACY/FcZUQMer0ic/S220/megrad+wings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18826439.post-113339188708373836</id><published>2005-11-30T14:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T15:04:47.093-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Must Cram the Dewey Decimal System!</title><content type='html'>I got a job interview at the regional library system here!! YAY!!! I still have 2 or 3 years of school left, but I have and interveiw for the job I am working towards!  Its just an on call position, so not steady, but at least I will be in their system and making 20$ an hour rather then the 8.50 I am makeing at the Video Store.  Not that I am quiting the video store even if I get the job, cuz work is not a for sure thing, and I would rather get a steady income at a lower wage then no income at all.  However,  if I can get one shift a week as a call in I will be making about as much as I make for every 3 days of video store work. which some weeks is all I get. SO YAY for me!  but I have to go brush up on my Library Tech stuff and relearn the DDC so that I don't bomb the interview!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stupid thing is that to get into the Library Tech program here you need to have 40 hours of library experience.  Its like" we will teach you to work in a library when you have shown us that you already can".  Its like how the bank won't give you a loan unless you can prove you can get along without it.  ANYWAY.. who cares! with any luck and a new pair of dress pants I will be skipping that process and getting into the program by next fall!    I"mm so excited I am having a really hard time focusing on my homework.. and the interveiw is not until next week, AFTER all my stuff is due....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is gonna be an interesting weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18826439-113339188708373836?l=xandira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xandira.blogspot.com/feeds/113339188708373836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18826439&amp;postID=113339188708373836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18826439/posts/default/113339188708373836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18826439/posts/default/113339188708373836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xandira.blogspot.com/2005/11/must-cram-dewey-decimal-system.html' title='Must Cram the Dewey Decimal System!'/><author><name>Xandira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17776889921725016519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QnhV_a_8I4Y/SwoF7BjyJqI/AAAAAAAAACY/FcZUQMer0ic/S220/megrad+wings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18826439.post-113290601594122028</id><published>2005-11-24T23:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-25T00:06:55.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fighting over a Font Size???</title><content type='html'>can someone explain to me how two people can have a big fight, yelling, avoidance, crying, the whole bit, over something completely stupid and then be totally fine 45 minutes later (or better then fine as the case may be)  I just don't get why we bother to fight in the first place.  okay, we were both tired and trying to do something together and neither of us were getting our point across very well.  But why does it sometimes take a fight to get a very simple point across? or make a basic connection in communication?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, if I am gonna have a fight with my fiance, I am just glad it is over the little things and not over something huge and insurmountable. I usually feel much better after a fight that has resulted in a better communication because it proves we can fix things when we do fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh I dunno.  But if we can keep our fights to this kind, I will be totally happy.  Anything I can  get over before going to bed is fine with me. We already had our big "don't talk to me cuz I hate you" year long fight, and that was bad even before we were dating!  I fully intend for that to be the last of that nonsense!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18826439-113290601594122028?l=xandira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xandira.blogspot.com/feeds/113290601594122028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18826439&amp;postID=113290601594122028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18826439/posts/default/113290601594122028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18826439/posts/default/113290601594122028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xandira.blogspot.com/2005/11/fighting-over-font-size.html' title='Fighting over a Font Size???'/><author><name>Xandira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17776889921725016519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QnhV_a_8I4Y/SwoF7BjyJqI/AAAAAAAAACY/FcZUQMer0ic/S220/megrad+wings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18826439.post-113217847709553596</id><published>2005-11-16T12:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T14:01:17.113-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Fiance's Girlfriends</title><content type='html'>YAY! My lingerie shopping buddy is moving back!! she lives out in Ontario at the moment, but she is moving back home to the west coast.  I don't actually know her very well.  she was a high school friend of my fiance who comes back here every couple of years or so. and somehow for the last 6 years we have ended up going to intimate wear stores together every time.  Seriously, the first day I met her we bought silk pjs together. And this was before I was even dating my current Fiance. I have no idea how that happened, but its been a tradition since then. One of those very strange things.  But she is a very nice girl and I know Gord will be happy to be able to see her more often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say that that man has great taste in female friends.   I get alone very well with all his ex-almost-girlfriends and high school friends.  A couple of them are coming to our wedding even! I think the only one that I REALLY don't like is the one that I introduced him to (but not in an on purpose to date kinda way) back when me and him were just best friends .  She was a friend of a friend who weaseled her way into MY life and was very demanding.  she basically stalked him until he gave her what she wanted, and went out with her a couple of times. (and we are not gonna get into what exactly it was that she wanted either!!!)  All the time demanding that I set them up and give her tips on how to get him and all that crap.   Too be fair, I later found out that she is slightly autistic and therefore very focused and lacking in social skills,  but it was a messy and unpleasent  situation all the same. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I saw her the other day at at that mutual friend's wedding, and the look on her face when I told her that I was marrying Gord was PRICELESS!  So funny!  made all the better by the fact that he carried on a short conversation with her and then had to turn to me and ask who she was, cuz she looked vaugly familiar! He was so embarrassed when I reminded him.  *happysigh*  aaah that was a good day. There is nothing like having your Fiance not even RECOGNIZE the only woman who was ever a rival of any kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I need food now.  later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18826439-113217847709553596?l=xandira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xandira.blogspot.com/feeds/113217847709553596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18826439&amp;postID=113217847709553596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18826439/posts/default/113217847709553596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18826439/posts/default/113217847709553596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xandira.blogspot.com/2005/11/my-fiances-girlfriends.html' title='My Fiance&apos;s Girlfriends'/><author><name>Xandira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17776889921725016519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QnhV_a_8I4Y/SwoF7BjyJqI/AAAAAAAAACY/FcZUQMer0ic/S220/megrad+wings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18826439.post-113195694230972353</id><published>2005-11-14T00:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T00:29:02.316-08:00</updated><title type='text'>oooohhh there are people reading!</title><content type='html'>here I am wondering if anyone ever actually reads these.... so I did a google search of my screen name and blog and what comes up?  a Blog at http://www.bernzilla.com/ that mentions and links to this one (or rather to  the first version of this I started and changed cuz it bugged me. so the link is broken now, but hey)  Anyway. just thought that was a little nifty. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately I have quit checking the webboards that I used to be on 24/7. I think I am going through withdrawls  (its browncoats.serenitymovie.com if you are interested).  The thing is that the people there all used to be accepting and  very helpful and pleasent.  those people are still around, but they are being overrun by the whiners and the people picking fights.  or encouraging them.  it was depressing.  I know I know, that is the status quo for pretty much every webboard in existance, but I swear, this one was NOT like that for the longest time!  I think the population of members hit critical mass and things exploded.  Anyway, its killing me not checking it although I know if I do I will just get annoyed again. and that is something I do NOT need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I really have to stop making these late night entries. I already have to cut back my hours at work to accomodate school, and I really shouldn't be staying up late anyway  Talk atcha all later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18826439-113195694230972353?l=xandira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xandira.blogspot.com/feeds/113195694230972353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18826439&amp;postID=113195694230972353' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18826439/posts/default/113195694230972353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18826439/posts/default/113195694230972353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xandira.blogspot.com/2005/11/oooohhh-there-are-people-reading.html' title='oooohhh there are people reading!'/><author><name>Xandira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17776889921725016519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QnhV_a_8I4Y/SwoF7BjyJqI/AAAAAAAAACY/FcZUQMer0ic/S220/megrad+wings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18826439.post-113186985655219424</id><published>2005-11-13T00:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-13T00:17:36.563-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We are SO ahead of the game</title><content type='html'>If my school stuff is all chaos,  my wedding stuff is coming along nicely.  Today we picked out our rings and bought our bed.  All on the spur of the moment too. AND we saved about 1500$ while doing it.  Talk about a good whim! pre-christmas sales are a good time to do major shopping. even if you don't need it until April; thats what layaway is for.   OH and we booked our honeymoon hotel too.  tres cool.  All this during a simple trip to buy snow tires :-) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gord is so cute when he is planning for future stuff, and when he is spoiling me with silk PJ's just cuz I went "ooohhh those are pretty!" anyhow, its been a good day (although scholasically VERY unproductive.  BAD me!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18826439-113186985655219424?l=xandira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xandira.blogspot.com/feeds/113186985655219424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18826439&amp;postID=113186985655219424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18826439/posts/default/113186985655219424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18826439/posts/default/113186985655219424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xandira.blogspot.com/2005/11/we-are-so-ahead-of-game.html' title='We are SO ahead of the game'/><author><name>Xandira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17776889921725016519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QnhV_a_8I4Y/SwoF7BjyJqI/AAAAAAAAACY/FcZUQMer0ic/S220/megrad+wings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18826439.post-113174423412726983</id><published>2005-11-11T13:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T13:23:54.136-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chaucer is cool</title><content type='html'>I know I risk being labeled a TOTAL geek by saying so, but damn was that old man ever funny!  However having said that, writing an essay about him is not fun.  Its hard to find textual support for a point when you can have to cencentrate just to understand what is being said.  And when you have 8 small font pages to scan through to find it!!!  oh well. at least I don't have a final exam in this class. Which means that I can spend time in class just appreciating the irony and satire and stories, rather then stressing about remembering every little detail. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyone have any thoughts about what Chaucer has to say or imply about female spirituality in the caunterbury tales??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah didn't think so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18826439-113174423412726983?l=xandira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xandira.blogspot.com/feeds/113174423412726983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18826439&amp;postID=113174423412726983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18826439/posts/default/113174423412726983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18826439/posts/default/113174423412726983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xandira.blogspot.com/2005/11/chaucer-is-cool.html' title='Chaucer is cool'/><author><name>Xandira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17776889921725016519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QnhV_a_8I4Y/SwoF7BjyJqI/AAAAAAAAACY/FcZUQMer0ic/S220/megrad+wings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18826439.post-113160971994034067</id><published>2005-11-10T00:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T00:01:59.940-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I really shouldn't be doing this</title><content type='html'>In an effort to avoid all kinds of homework and essays and speach writing and novel reading that I SHOULD be doing right now, I started a blog. never seemed like something I would do, but there you have it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOH! I get our preview movies early this week because of remembrance day! Which means I will be watching Medagascar and Skeleton key and Stealth tommorrow at my place while I am trying to do homework. oh actually not until friday cuz I am watching a play with my future in laws tommorrow night. That will be fun, though I will feel guilty (much like now) for not doing homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love school. I get all excited about the prospect of learning new things. but I HATE homework. I would love to find a school where you listen to lectures and take notes and do an exam at the end to make sure you were awake and actually learning. none of this presentation and essay crap. oh well. The things we do for a degree...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18826439-113160971994034067?l=xandira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xandira.blogspot.com/feeds/113160971994034067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18826439&amp;postID=113160971994034067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18826439/posts/default/113160971994034067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18826439/posts/default/113160971994034067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xandira.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-really-shouldnt-be-doing-this.html' title='I really shouldn&apos;t be doing this'/><author><name>Xandira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17776889921725016519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QnhV_a_8I4Y/SwoF7BjyJqI/AAAAAAAAACY/FcZUQMer0ic/S220/megrad+wings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18826439.post-113160956867913857</id><published>2005-11-09T23:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T23:59:28.680-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seminar Presentations Suck (as do men, but for whole OTHER reasons!)</title><content type='html'>Thats all I really have to say. Its mignight and I have to be up in 7 hours and I am starting to seriously stress over having to give this presentation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;could be worse though.  At least I haven't found my boyfriend/fiance  in bed with another guy like my friend did yesterday.  gotta keep these things in perspective!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18826439-113160956867913857?l=xandira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xandira.blogspot.com/feeds/113160956867913857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18826439&amp;postID=113160956867913857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18826439/posts/default/113160956867913857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18826439/posts/default/113160956867913857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xandira.blogspot.com/2005/11/seminar-presentations-suck-as-do-men.html' title='Seminar Presentations Suck (as do men, but for whole OTHER reasons!)'/><author><name>Xandira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17776889921725016519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QnhV_a_8I4Y/SwoF7BjyJqI/AAAAAAAAACY/FcZUQMer0ic/S220/megrad+wings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
