<?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-6686391</id><updated>2011-07-08T07:23:08.964-04:00</updated><category term='saxophonosaurus'/><category term='DJsaurus'/><category term='liberry school'/><category term='me'/><category term='my kitty cat'/><category term='I heart'/><category term='movies'/><category term='problems with Rogers'/><category term='random junk'/><category term='wedding'/><category term='skinny jeans are evil'/><category term='Vaughan'/><category term='lists'/><category term='random adventures'/><category term='bad advice'/><category term='grr'/><category term='play this'/><category term='music'/><category term='liberry stories'/><category term='shoes I can&apos;t afford'/><category term='cunning linguist'/><category term='being done liberry school'/><category term='maracasaurus'/><category term='places I want to go'/><category term='farts'/><category term='awesome hats'/><category term='librarysaurus'/><category term='the boy'/><category term='plop culture'/><category term='bassosaurus'/><category term='hooray'/><category term='animals who look like genitalia'/><category term='europe'/><category term='urgh'/><category term='shoes I can afford'/><category term='ha ha'/><category term='tv'/><category term='guitarosaurus'/><category term='hmm'/><category term='windsor'/><category term='work'/><category term='my embarrassment'/><category term='watch this'/><category term='Detroit'/><title type='text'>Princess Cosine, the cunning librarian</title><subtitle type='html'>I hope this has taught you kids a lesson: kids never learn</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08722814462493131082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v174/linguistigeek/IMG_1582.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>461</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686391.post-7348240643409390401</id><published>2010-09-07T13:49:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T13:52:17.374-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals who look like genitalia'/><title type='text'>blog hiatus is done!</title><content type='html'>I know I say this every time, but I'm honestly going to start to try to blog again.  There's just so much to complain about in this world!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I wanted to start with my thoughts on this, Peppa Pig from a kids' TV show:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://static.guim.co.uk/sys-images/Guardian/About/General/2010/3/5/1267807760161/Peppa-Pig-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 460px; height: 276px;" src="http://static.guim.co.uk/sys-images/Guardian/About/General/2010/3/5/1267807760161/Peppa-Pig-001.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That pig's head looks like a penis.  Discuss.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6686391-7348240643409390401?l=linguistigeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/feeds/7348240643409390401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6686391&amp;postID=7348240643409390401&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/7348240643409390401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/7348240643409390401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/2010/09/blog-hiatus-is-done.html' title='blog hiatus is done!'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08722814462493131082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v174/linguistigeek/IMG_1582.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686391.post-3521265621064313882</id><published>2010-04-28T10:49:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T10:51:19.623-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This video almost made me burst into tears at work.  Elbow is such a great band, and this song is incredible.  And with the whole orchestra, it's just....amazing.  You have to watch the whole thing as it's a slow burn to get to the best part.  Man.  They're good.  Watch it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yLJBL1uW37A&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yLJBL1uW37A&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6686391-3521265621064313882?l=linguistigeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/feeds/3521265621064313882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6686391&amp;postID=3521265621064313882&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/3521265621064313882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/3521265621064313882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/2010/04/this-video-almost-made-me-burst-into.html' title=''/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08722814462493131082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v174/linguistigeek/IMG_1582.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686391.post-5991814097172400845</id><published>2010-04-15T09:35:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T09:38:49.424-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A couple more photos....from the best day ever!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8DxSTQdn4Ao/S8cWujt3iZI/AAAAAAAAAkk/PGi1Nh0LQPY/s1600/me%26ally.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 215px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8DxSTQdn4Ao/S8cWujt3iZI/AAAAAAAAAkk/PGi1Nh0LQPY/s320/me%26ally.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460358062327433618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8DxSTQdn4Ao/S8cWuWwEcQI/AAAAAAAAAkc/842QbSSD38Y/s1600/paul%26me%26ally.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 215px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8DxSTQdn4Ao/S8cWuWwEcQI/AAAAAAAAAkc/842QbSSD38Y/s320/paul%26me%26ally.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460358058847006978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8DxSTQdn4Ao/S8cWt6KsIwI/AAAAAAAAAkU/n4YTZsq8yE8/s1600/good+friends.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 215px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8DxSTQdn4Ao/S8cWt6KsIwI/AAAAAAAAAkU/n4YTZsq8yE8/s320/good+friends.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460358051174032130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8DxSTQdn4Ao/S8cWtnXkbPI/AAAAAAAAAkM/YaIlGHcAHTU/s1600/me+%26+nibbler.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8DxSTQdn4Ao/S8cWtnXkbPI/AAAAAAAAAkM/YaIlGHcAHTU/s320/me+%26+nibbler.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460358046127779058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6686391-5991814097172400845?l=linguistigeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/feeds/5991814097172400845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6686391&amp;postID=5991814097172400845&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/5991814097172400845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/5991814097172400845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/2010/04/couple-more-photosfrom-best-day-ever.html' title='A couple more photos....from the best day ever!'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08722814462493131082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v174/linguistigeek/IMG_1582.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8DxSTQdn4Ao/S8cWujt3iZI/AAAAAAAAAkk/PGi1Nh0LQPY/s72-c/me%26ally.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686391.post-7600221617980284998</id><published>2010-04-13T15:04:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T15:05:06.418-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><title type='text'>I got hitched!</title><content type='html'>It was pretty much the best day ever.  Not that I'm biased.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8DxSTQdn4Ao/S8TAVYgcCsI/AAAAAAAAAkE/2JJjz5fnq9Y/s1600/kiss.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 215px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8DxSTQdn4Ao/S8TAVYgcCsI/AAAAAAAAAkE/2JJjz5fnq9Y/s320/kiss.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459700121868176066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6686391-7600221617980284998?l=linguistigeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/feeds/7600221617980284998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6686391&amp;postID=7600221617980284998&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686391.post-1649353536652156702</id><published>2010-03-12T22:42:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T22:42:52.902-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><title type='text'>OMG</title><content type='html'>I'M GETTING MARRIED TOMORROW!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holy crap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAHHHHH!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6686391-1649353536652156702?l=linguistigeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/feeds/1649353536652156702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6686391&amp;postID=1649353536652156702&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/1649353536652156702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/1649353536652156702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/2010/03/omg.html' title='OMG'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08722814462493131082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v174/linguistigeek/IMG_1582.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686391.post-6518787280538949131</id><published>2010-03-05T13:45:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T13:45:56.088-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><title type='text'>so...</title><content type='html'>you know how last time I posted I was getting married in less than 6 weeks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WELL NOW I'M GETTING MARRIED IN 8 DAYS!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6686391-6518787280538949131?l=linguistigeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/feeds/6518787280538949131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6686391&amp;postID=6518787280538949131&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/6518787280538949131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/6518787280538949131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/2010/03/so.html' title='so...'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08722814462493131082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v174/linguistigeek/IMG_1582.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686391.post-7243965514841315892</id><published>2010-01-31T17:46:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T18:11:33.401-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><title type='text'>wow!  I suck!</title><content type='html'>Okay, so I totally suck at blogging.  You've probably all given up on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it's any excuse, the last three months have totally whizzed by.  There was Christmas in there, and work has been insanity and, oh yes, I am planning a wedding.  Yikes.  The good news is that my sleeping is all messed up again, so that's not getting in the way of anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umm, yeah, so I thought I should visit, but I don't even know what to say.  Six weeks from today I will be somebody's wife - that's kind of awesome and horrifying all at once.  Not horrifying in a bad way....just...scary a little bit, I guess?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a list of some of the stuff that's been going on for the last few months:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Paul got offended when I said that marrying him (and taking his name) is like getting my wallet stolen.  It's true though.  I suggested that we make up a new name and both take it, because then it's like we were mugged &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;togethe&lt;/span&gt;r, at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. We can't agree on a first dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  There will be lots of candy at the reception.  LOTS OF CANDY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  I'M GETTING MARRIED IN LESS THAN 6 WEEKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  There are literally a grillion things to do still.  I imagine that I will feel this way right up until the ceremony starts.  I'm trying to not let this stress me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  The boy had the audacity to tell someone that "There's really not that much to do" to plan a wedding.  &lt;br /&gt;Me, right after he said that:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8DxSTQdn4Ao/S2YLdJQszxI/AAAAAAAAAj8/UAWZQGIrtJ8/s1600-h/teachers-head-explodes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 306px; height: 264px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8DxSTQdn4Ao/S2YLdJQszxI/AAAAAAAAAj8/UAWZQGIrtJ8/s320/teachers-head-explodes.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433042595799158546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  My dress is being worked on currently by a lovely lady named Olinda who is going to make it look exciting.  I'm hoping that she will have to take it in as well, as I expect to stress off a good ten pounds in the next few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.  I'M GOING TO BE SOMEONE'S OLD LADY IN LESS THAN 6 WEEKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.  Being engaged to someone is awesome, because when if I do something stupid, or act like an idiot or a jerk and he calls me on it, I can say "Yeah, well you're marrying me!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.  We're going to NYC for four nights after the wedding and it's going to be AWESOME.  We're going to see La Boheme at the Met and we're going to see the Rangers vs. the Canadiens and we're staying in a non-sketchy hotel that's not in New Jersey and we're going to be in NEW YORK ON OUR HONEYMOON!!!!  And we're going to Spain this summer.  Don't hate me.  We're never going anywhere ever again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.  The cats are completely screwy these days.  Just bonkers.  Maybe it's winter stircrazyness...I don't know.  Nibbler is getting tubby from eating multiple breakfasts (he eats his, and then finishes Bootsy's).  We have this stool in the living room that we call the "Stool of truth" because most of the time Nibbler looks kind of like a normal sized cat, but then he sits on this particular stool and he just looks fat.  He was sleeping on the bed earlier and I noticed that now the bed is also "the bed of truth".  Nibbler is fat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.  I think I'm going to go find a cat and hug it.  I also need to shower.  AND PLAN A WEDDING BECAUSE I'M GETTING MARRIED IN LESS THAN 6 WEEKS!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6686391-7243965514841315892?l=linguistigeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/feeds/7243965514841315892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6686391&amp;postID=7243965514841315892&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/7243965514841315892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/7243965514841315892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/2010/01/wow-i-suck.html' title='wow!  I suck!'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08722814462493131082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v174/linguistigeek/IMG_1582.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8DxSTQdn4Ao/S2YLdJQszxI/AAAAAAAAAj8/UAWZQGIrtJ8/s72-c/teachers-head-explodes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686391.post-6426309093263899616</id><published>2009-11-08T21:37:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T21:39:21.260-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Introducing Noel</title><content type='html'>He's my nephew - pretty cute, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8DxSTQdn4Ao/SveAvQaaP3I/AAAAAAAAAjw/9vTHmWGgHAo/s1600-h/noel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 249px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8DxSTQdn4Ao/SveAvQaaP3I/AAAAAAAAAjw/9vTHmWGgHAo/s320/noel.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401927827402145650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6686391-6426309093263899616?l=linguistigeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/feeds/6426309093263899616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6686391&amp;postID=6426309093263899616&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/6426309093263899616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/6426309093263899616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/2009/11/introducing-noel.html' title='Introducing Noel'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08722814462493131082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v174/linguistigeek/IMG_1582.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8DxSTQdn4Ao/SveAvQaaP3I/AAAAAAAAAjw/9vTHmWGgHAo/s72-c/noel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686391.post-1758740147254595172</id><published>2009-11-04T22:20:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T22:24:04.777-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Food Network fraud.</title><content type='html'>I hate Giada DeLaurentiis.&lt;br /&gt;Good cooks should look like they eat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6686391-1758740147254595172?l=linguistigeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/feeds/1758740147254595172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6686391&amp;postID=1758740147254595172&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/1758740147254595172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/1758740147254595172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/2009/11/giadas-fraud.html' title='Food Network fraud.'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08722814462493131082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v174/linguistigeek/IMG_1582.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686391.post-2948860069783528510</id><published>2009-09-27T10:10:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T10:20:44.287-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><title type='text'>Honeymoon options</title><content type='html'>We're getting married in March (right before March break for mr. Teacher Man), so the plan is to take a mini vacation right after the wedding, and then take a real honeymoon in the summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are currently debating what kind of "mini-vacation" (~5 days) to take right after the wedding.  Input please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Cottage/resort/something sleepy &amp; wintry.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Somewhere warm/sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  Big city within 1-2 hours flying distance with exciting museums, symphonies, operas, shopping and culture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may have gleaned where I'm leaning.  In fact I have already put a proposal in to the board for consideration.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do the people think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6686391-2948860069783528510?l=linguistigeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/feeds/2948860069783528510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6686391&amp;postID=2948860069783528510&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/2948860069783528510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/2948860069783528510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/2009/09/honeymoon-options.html' title='Honeymoon options'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08722814462493131082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v174/linguistigeek/IMG_1582.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686391.post-1910093907119536283</id><published>2009-09-18T21:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T21:49:21.035-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><title type='text'>BIG NEWS</title><content type='html'>I BOUGHT A DRESS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Details to come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6686391-1910093907119536283?l=linguistigeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/feeds/1910093907119536283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6686391&amp;postID=1910093907119536283&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/1910093907119536283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/1910093907119536283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/2009/09/big-news.html' title='BIG NEWS'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08722814462493131082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v174/linguistigeek/IMG_1582.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686391.post-1547045464633214515</id><published>2009-09-09T22:03:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T22:34:22.642-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my kitty cat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random junk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lists'/><title type='text'>Apparently it's been a month since I posted.</title><content type='html'>I really need to get on this whole blogging thing again.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's time for one of my lists.  Ah, lists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  I'm getting married.  How nuts is that?  I know I've already announced this, but sometimes I stop and think to myself "I'm getting married" and I'm very happy to be getting married, but sometimes it makes me want to crap my pants a little, mainly because it means I have to plan a wedding.  This deserves a sub-list:&lt;br /&gt;i)  We have a date set (just over 6 months from now!!), a venue booked and an officiant lined up.  &lt;br /&gt;ii) No dress yet.  I thought dress shopping would be fun - it's not.  Most dresses in stores are bedazzled!  Even the "simple" ones are bedazzled.  BEDAZZLED.  And pouffy!  I've taken to the internet for my shopping lately, which has been more fruitful and less dangerous to my prospects of surviving until the actual wedding date.  Shopping on the internet is much better than my short-lived plan to buy a sewing machine, learn to sew and then make my own wedding dress ( I'm not joking, this was a serious plan of mine for about 36 hours).  &lt;br /&gt;iii) There's a wedding show this weekend - I would go, but I'm afraid it will make me want to stab my eyes out.  Hanging out with a room full of brides sounds scary to me.  Brides are totally nuts.  Cuckoo bananas.  &lt;br /&gt;iv) The most important things we still need to do are: a) buy a dress      b)  book a photographer     c)  Buy rings. &lt;br /&gt;If anyone has any valuable input on any of these things please share!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Robert Loggia is in the new Mac commercials, which isn't noteworthy except that I thought Robert Loggia was dead.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  Work is beyond ridiculously busy right now.  I now understand when people say they've been "driven to drink".  Between work being psychotic and wedding planning I have stopped sleeping.  This is bad.  Sleep is useful, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  The cats are also beyond ridiculous.  In a good way, I guess.  They've taken to periodically starting fights with each other on our bed in the middle of the night.  If you were wondering, this doesn't help with the sleeping issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  I'm an aunt!  My brother and sis-in-law welcomed my nephew into the world on September 4th - his name is Noel, he has a head full of hair and he looks exactly like my brother.  Hooray!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posts to come:&lt;br /&gt;-wedding dresses -- help me choose!&lt;br /&gt;-ummmmm....what else should I blog about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;King of the Hill just came on - I can't believe this show has been on tv for so long.  Does anyone actually watch this??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this post has about 200% more content than my recent posts have.  Maybe this will inspire me to maintain this a bit better.  I need inspiration though - someone inspire me, dammit!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6686391-1547045464633214515?l=linguistigeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/feeds/1547045464633214515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6686391&amp;postID=1547045464633214515&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/1547045464633214515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/1547045464633214515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/2009/09/apparently-its-been-month-since-i.html' title='Apparently it&apos;s been a month since I posted.'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08722814462493131082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v174/linguistigeek/IMG_1582.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686391.post-4787832921007449025</id><published>2009-08-09T17:38:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T17:39:36.464-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shoes I can&apos;t afford'/><title type='text'>something blue?</title><content type='html'>yay or nay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they're on sale, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8DxSTQdn4Ao/Sn9CAwZlj2I/AAAAAAAAAjo/svDMxc9D1Bc/s1600-h/2+blue+shoes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8DxSTQdn4Ao/Sn9CAwZlj2I/AAAAAAAAAjo/svDMxc9D1Bc/s320/2+blue+shoes.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368081861608574818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6686391-4787832921007449025?l=linguistigeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/feeds/4787832921007449025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6686391&amp;postID=4787832921007449025&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/4787832921007449025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/4787832921007449025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/2009/08/something-blue.html' title='something blue?'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08722814462493131082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v174/linguistigeek/IMG_1582.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8DxSTQdn4Ao/Sn9CAwZlj2I/AAAAAAAAAjo/svDMxc9D1Bc/s72-c/2+blue+shoes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686391.post-3298049530000441234</id><published>2009-08-03T00:18:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T00:22:44.790-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><title type='text'>Long time, no blog</title><content type='html'>So, yeah.  I'm a shitty blogger.  I still read blogs, I just lose the effort once it comes time to update my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regardless, I now think I have the fodder necessary to blog more regularly - I'm getting married!  The boy finally caved in to my subtle and not so subtle hints and asked me, so....we're taking the plunge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No date yet, but we should have one soon.  Nothing more to say right now, but I can imagine the bullshit to bitch about will be pretty extensive as I start seriously sorting out the details of my pending nuptials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6686391-3298049530000441234?l=linguistigeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/feeds/3298049530000441234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6686391&amp;postID=3298049530000441234&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/3298049530000441234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/3298049530000441234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/2009/08/long-time-no-blog.html' title='Long time, no blog'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08722814462493131082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v174/linguistigeek/IMG_1582.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686391.post-5255781129006350514</id><published>2009-06-21T13:17:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T13:21:05.978-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><title type='text'>Holy Crap</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8DxSTQdn4Ao/Sj5rXPeuVHI/AAAAAAAAAjg/SxJXZC-P2ys/s1600-h/disney-pixar-up-movie-poster-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8DxSTQdn4Ao/Sj5rXPeuVHI/AAAAAAAAAjg/SxJXZC-P2ys/s320/disney-pixar-up-movie-poster-2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349831454399288434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up.  GO SEE IT.&lt;br /&gt;I think it might even be better than Toy Story.  I'm still deciding.&lt;br /&gt;Take a kleenex, though.  Take a few.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6686391-5255781129006350514?l=linguistigeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/feeds/5255781129006350514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6686391&amp;postID=5255781129006350514&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/5255781129006350514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/5255781129006350514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/2009/06/holy-crap.html' title='Holy Crap'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08722814462493131082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v174/linguistigeek/IMG_1582.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8DxSTQdn4Ao/Sj5rXPeuVHI/AAAAAAAAAjg/SxJXZC-P2ys/s72-c/disney-pixar-up-movie-poster-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686391.post-5777490212231864560</id><published>2009-03-30T22:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T22:01:05.854-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><title type='text'>OMGEEEEEEEEEEEEE!</title><content type='html'>The Wild Things look so awesome!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/01-PqqifyjA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/01-PqqifyjA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6686391-5777490212231864560?l=linguistigeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/feeds/5777490212231864560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6686391&amp;postID=5777490212231864560&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/5777490212231864560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/5777490212231864560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/2009/03/omgeeeeeeeeeeeee.html' title='OMGEEEEEEEEEEEEE!'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08722814462493131082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v174/linguistigeek/IMG_1582.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686391.post-7804719638307540285</id><published>2009-03-26T22:17:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T22:21:21.392-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ha ha'/><title type='text'>funny funny stuff</title><content type='html'>I saw the "Snuggie" commercial today - you know the one for the blanket with arms that makes the wearers look like weird cult members?  Well, I was going to send it to my mom as a joke (because the house I grew up in was always stupid cold and I always walked around with a blanket cape) and I came across this - it's really really funny.  REALLY FUNNY!!  Watch all three.  The dude who does them is currently my hero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/h05ZQ7WHw8Y&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/h05ZQ7WHw8Y&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Z0ERgZ9dztk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Z0ERgZ9dztk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lsTLUSMOgas&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lsTLUSMOgas&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6686391-7804719638307540285?l=linguistigeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/feeds/7804719638307540285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6686391&amp;postID=7804719638307540285&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/7804719638307540285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/7804719638307540285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/2009/03/funny-funny-stuff.html' title='funny funny stuff'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08722814462493131082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v174/linguistigeek/IMG_1582.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686391.post-8126377613230946290</id><published>2009-03-15T20:49:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T21:00:05.309-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='farts'/><title type='text'>fartbook...</title><content type='html'>...or perhaps fecebook.  or shitter.com.  Ha ha.  I like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do we care what everyone is doing every second of the day? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boy had a great idea.  Fartbook.  Every time you fart, you announce it to the interwebs as though it's newsworthy.  People can subscribe to your bowel movement diary.  How entertaining!  Actually, that is kid of entertaining....and I think it could actually work if approached properly...hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul just shouted from the other room - he farted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and there I just did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Paul just sat back down on the couch...and farted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entertained?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.funfacts.com.au/images/farting-man.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 328px; height: 338px;" src="http://www.funfacts.com.au/images/farting-man.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6686391-8126377613230946290?l=linguistigeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/feeds/8126377613230946290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6686391&amp;postID=8126377613230946290&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/8126377613230946290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/8126377613230946290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/2009/03/fartbook.html' title='fartbook...'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08722814462493131082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v174/linguistigeek/IMG_1582.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686391.post-7270842615191400081</id><published>2009-02-18T19:23:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T19:30:22.175-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Elbow!!</title><content type='html'>So, Elbow, one of my most favouritest bands, just won best band at the Brit awards, which I really don't care that much about, but way to go Elbow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I was watching an interview with them after, and they said they're going on tour in March - so I got all excited.  They went on tour last year to support their awesome album &lt;i&gt;The Seldom Seen Kid&lt;/i&gt;, but didn't come anywhere near here to play (I was sad about this).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I rush to the &lt;a href="http://elbow.co.uk/"&gt;Elbow site&lt;/a&gt; to see if there's a Toronto date - and guess what!  There is.  So for a second I'm absolutely overjoyed!  Wheeeeee!  Elbow!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My happiness did not last - they're in Toronto in July - OPENING FOR......wait for it.  WAIT FOR IT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blargh....can you guess which band?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll give you a hint.  I hate them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially Chris Martin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck you, Coldplay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6686391-7270842615191400081?l=linguistigeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/feeds/7270842615191400081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6686391&amp;postID=7270842615191400081&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/7270842615191400081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/7270842615191400081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/2009/02/elbow.html' title='Elbow!!'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08722814462493131082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v174/linguistigeek/IMG_1582.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686391.post-39221550466785499</id><published>2009-02-12T23:16:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T23:20:10.658-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the boy'/><title type='text'>Ow, my freakin' ears!</title><content type='html'>The boy is currently playing Super Mario 3 on the Wii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He used to get annoyed with me when I would play Super Mario 2 and get frustrated when I'd die and start waving my arms and swearing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'd like to quote him - about 2 minutes ago this colourful phrase came out of his mouth (not for sensitive souls):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"COCK-SMOKING SHIT FUCKER!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mario really brings out the best in us, apparently.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6686391-39221550466785499?l=linguistigeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/feeds/39221550466785499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6686391&amp;postID=39221550466785499&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/39221550466785499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/39221550466785499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/2009/02/ow-my-freakin-ears.html' title='Ow, my freakin&apos; ears!'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08722814462493131082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v174/linguistigeek/IMG_1582.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686391.post-7241028977764319158</id><published>2009-01-31T10:24:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T10:54:07.546-05:00</updated><title type='text'>boys vs. girls</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8DxSTQdn4Ao/SYRt2QsiQ5I/AAAAAAAAAjM/ffUhihQRlvk/s1600-h/wolverine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 246px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8DxSTQdn4Ao/SYRt2QsiQ5I/AAAAAAAAAjM/ffUhihQRlvk/s320/wolverine.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297479840656671634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the boy goes out with his guys friends I'll usually ask him what they did/what they talked about while they were out - the answer is usually "Nothing.  You know.  Stuff."  And I'll say, "That's impossible, you must have talked about something."  And then maybe later on I'll ask something like "How's (so and so)'s girlfriend?" And he'll say "I don't know.  I didn't ask." And that's just that.  They don't sit around and talk about their girlfriends.  They don't pass juicy gossip.  They talk about cars, guitars, maybe their jobs a bit, beers and just "shoot the shit".  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, last night we went to this dinner/fundraiser dance thingy and I was talking to a friend of Paul's - I mentioned that one of the trumpet players in the band looked like Wolverine.  We laughed a little bit, and then I continued the joke and said something referring to the metal running through Wolverine - and I said "What is it?  Titanium?" And the friend promptly corrected me - "It's Adamantium."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this morning we wake up (boy and me, not boy's friend and me) and we're talking, and he brings up that I didn't know what kind of metal runs through Wolverine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This means that Paul's friend consciously sought him out after our conversation and told him about my lack of Wolverine knowledge.  This means that boys will only talk/gossip about you when you don't know stupid details about the fucking X-MEN!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had been talking to a woman around my age earlier in the evening - we talked about the one girl's (I say girl because she was....in her mid-teens) dress that was way too short, and also see-through, we caught up about our mutual acquaintances and how they're doing in general, and you know - GOOD INTERESTING JUICY GOSSIP.  X-Men did not come up even once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boys are dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Paul voiced his displeasure at my disregard for Marvel Comics trivial minutiae he started grilling me - Name the X-Men and their powers, etc etc.  I said Magneto at one point and, BOY, did he not like that.  I said that the X-Men movies (my only framework for knowing anything about them) were "stupid" and that he should be happy that I know who Wolverine is (and I named Jean Grey, Storm, Cyclops, Rogue and maybe a couple others AND their powers). And then I asked him to name all the Holograms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't think we'll have this discussion ever again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6686391-7241028977764319158?l=linguistigeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/feeds/7241028977764319158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6686391&amp;postID=7241028977764319158&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/7241028977764319158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/7241028977764319158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/2009/01/boys-vs-girls.html' title='boys vs. girls'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08722814462493131082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v174/linguistigeek/IMG_1582.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8DxSTQdn4Ao/SYRt2QsiQ5I/AAAAAAAAAjM/ffUhihQRlvk/s72-c/wolverine.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686391.post-1479642319226724497</id><published>2009-01-22T22:26:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T22:28:54.810-05:00</updated><title type='text'>They do WHAT!!!???</title><content type='html'>You might have seen this.  If you haven't - watch it.  At 10 seconds in, it gets pretty kinky.  Meow, Barack!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/neCIg0BiXbE&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/neCIg0BiXbE&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6686391-1479642319226724497?l=linguistigeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/feeds/1479642319226724497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6686391&amp;postID=1479642319226724497&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/1479642319226724497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/1479642319226724497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/2009/01/they-do-what.html' title='They do WHAT!!!???'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08722814462493131082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v174/linguistigeek/IMG_1582.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686391.post-122754898035062918</id><published>2009-01-21T22:08:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T22:10:03.771-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awesome hats'/><title type='text'>(Close) Second Best Hat of the Inauguration events</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8DxSTQdn4Ao/SXfjW59SA8I/AAAAAAAAAjA/4jx1diuPwLY/s1600-h/Jay+Z+Hat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8DxSTQdn4Ao/SXfjW59SA8I/AAAAAAAAAjA/4jx1diuPwLY/s320/Jay+Z+Hat.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293949869651788738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fluffy.&lt;br /&gt;Awesome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6686391-122754898035062918?l=linguistigeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/feeds/122754898035062918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6686391&amp;postID=122754898035062918&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/122754898035062918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/122754898035062918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/2009/01/close-second-best-hat-of-inauguration.html' title='(Close) Second Best Hat of the Inauguration events'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08722814462493131082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v174/linguistigeek/IMG_1582.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8DxSTQdn4Ao/SXfjW59SA8I/AAAAAAAAAjA/4jx1diuPwLY/s72-c/Jay+Z+Hat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686391.post-915371096164829019</id><published>2009-01-20T19:17:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T19:23:06.478-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Something to believe in</title><content type='html'>Well...let's call this my official return to blogging and leave it at that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, let's talk about Barack Obama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, he's better than Bush.  I'm pretty worried that he's up on such a pedestal right now that there's nowhere for him to go but down.  Call me a cynic, but a politician is a politician, and he's probably going to fuck up a bunch of stuff and piss off a lot of people soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't really matter though - HE'S NOT BUSH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This, however, is something I can get behind completely:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8DxSTQdn4Ao/SXZqddObKoI/AAAAAAAAAi4/MKxq6w9SPJo/s1600-h/aretha+Franklin%27s+hat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 258px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8DxSTQdn4Ao/SXZqddObKoI/AAAAAAAAAi4/MKxq6w9SPJo/s320/aretha+Franklin%27s+hat.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293535466314476162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a GIANT BEDAZZLED BOW!! &lt;br /&gt;I heart the hat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6686391-915371096164829019?l=linguistigeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/feeds/915371096164829019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6686391&amp;postID=915371096164829019&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/915371096164829019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/915371096164829019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/2009/01/something-to-believe-in.html' title='Something to believe in'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08722814462493131082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v174/linguistigeek/IMG_1582.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8DxSTQdn4Ao/SXZqddObKoI/AAAAAAAAAi4/MKxq6w9SPJo/s72-c/aretha+Franklin%27s+hat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686391.post-1614052685175259418</id><published>2009-01-04T16:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T16:43:27.148-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year!</title><content type='html'>New Year's Resolution:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Update blog more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6686391-1614052685175259418?l=linguistigeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/feeds/1614052685175259418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6686391&amp;postID=1614052685175259418&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/1614052685175259418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/1614052685175259418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08722814462493131082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v174/linguistigeek/IMG_1582.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686391.post-768219581809741670</id><published>2008-12-13T10:52:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T10:54:13.533-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I wish this was my cat.</title><content type='html'>My cats love cantaloupe, which I thought was weird.  This is weirder.  And awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WQi3q-Nf9wA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WQi3q-Nf9wA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6686391-768219581809741670?l=linguistigeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/feeds/768219581809741670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6686391&amp;postID=768219581809741670&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/768219581809741670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/768219581809741670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-wish-this-was-my-cat.html' title='I wish this was my cat.'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08722814462493131082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v174/linguistigeek/IMG_1582.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686391.post-862591692943747993</id><published>2008-12-12T18:40:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T18:52:12.535-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's the most wonderful time of the year?</title><content type='html'>so, I've been somewhat delinquent in the posting. I have to say that writer's block, and general occupied-ness are the reasons.  I didn't abandon you folks for any real reason, I promise!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some things that I've been doing/thinking lately:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  It's almost Christmas!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  We got our first real Christmas tree!!!!!!  It's so real and great and totally not Martha Stewart-esque, and I think I will actually post some pictures of it, and of the ornaments.  And the kitties!  They're still a gong show of...cats.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  I'm actually pretty much done my Christmas shopping, which is very exciting.  Except for my grandparents - anyone have any brilliant ideas of what to get for them?  I'm at a loss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  Everytime I type the word Christmas, I first type "Christams"....I noticed that I did this about 6 years ago, and I still do.  Does anyone else have this problem??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  It's almost Christmas!  Did I mention this?  I actually have some vacation time around then, so it should still feel somewhat like the old days of school when Christmas meant two weeks of pure, unadulterated joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  Does the fact that I really like the Robert Plant/Alison Krauss CD make me old and/or lame?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  Man.  Two glasses of wine makes it hard to type!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.  I love Fridays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.  I seem to love everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.  Weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.  I used to be more bitter than this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.  The boy said he's not buying me books or DVDs for Christmas (kind of staples over the last....however many years)...so I have no idea what he's getting me.  Any guesses?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.  I think we're going out for dinner, which is tasty, and good because I'm hungry.  mmmmmmm....food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.  A 14-point list.  Wow.  That's a lot longer than I usually make it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.  Now I'm just stretching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.  OOPS CAPS LOCK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.  Caps lock is off now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.  BOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.  Alright, I'm out.  Pictures of the tree to come soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6686391-862591692943747993?l=linguistigeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/feeds/862591692943747993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6686391&amp;postID=862591692943747993&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/862591692943747993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/862591692943747993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-most-wonderful-time-of-year.html' title='It&apos;s the most wonderful time of the year?'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08722814462493131082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v174/linguistigeek/IMG_1582.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686391.post-9174476626001998224</id><published>2008-11-03T20:08:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T20:23:24.734-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grr'/><title type='text'>Sex and the City movie...</title><content type='html'>So....I saw the Sex and the City movie yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It pissed me off, quite a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if I could look past the fact that it was WAAAAAAY too long and really just played out like a mediocre episode of the show, good old Carrie Bradshaw had to go and be the least evolved "strong" female character ever and mess everything else up - "everything else" being the New York scenery and the expensive shoes and outfits (which were pretty fabulous, I do admit).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spoiler here - be forewarned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carrie and Big decide to get married, starts small, gets bigger, Big says "I'd be happy to just go down to city hall", wedding plans get out of hand, Big doesn't show up to get married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, let me get this straight - he screws her over for the HOW MANY-th time???!  HE LEFT HER STANDING AT THE ALTAR.  I think that's pretty much the unforgivable sin there.  Sorry, pal - you leave me at the altar just because you're a fucking selfish twat and I AM NOT GOING TO MARRY YOU LATER IN THE MOVIE.  Holy Jesus, this makes me so mad, even just typing it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later in the movie she MARRIES HIM at city hall, just like he wanted all along, because she's tired of being alone and she finds out that he copied some dead guys' poems into some emails and then wrote a one-line email.  So, way to go Carrie Bradshaw.  Way to have a spine and give the guy, for the grillionth time, everything he wants.  No sacrifices whatsoever on his part - no compromise, nothing.  The show is supposedly all about these four women with this amazing bond - and the whole thing ends with her going down to city hall to marry a fucking asshole without any of her friends there.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blargh.  BLARGH!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6686391-9174476626001998224?l=linguistigeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/feeds/9174476626001998224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6686391&amp;postID=9174476626001998224&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/9174476626001998224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/9174476626001998224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/2008/11/sex-and-city-movie.html' title='Sex and the City movie...'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08722814462493131082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v174/linguistigeek/IMG_1582.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686391.post-5301463588065523757</id><published>2008-11-02T09:01:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T09:04:35.147-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random junk'/><title type='text'>new ink</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8DxSTQdn4Ao/SQ2zF8ze23I/AAAAAAAAAic/dhwvHECQ0ZE/s1600-h/IMG_3467.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8DxSTQdn4Ao/SQ2zF8ze23I/AAAAAAAAAic/dhwvHECQ0ZE/s320/IMG_3467.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264060454268754802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8DxSTQdn4Ao/SQ2zF8SpU0I/AAAAAAAAAiU/MCCp7YND35A/s1600-h/IMG_3465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8DxSTQdn4Ao/SQ2zF8SpU0I/AAAAAAAAAiU/MCCp7YND35A/s320/IMG_3465.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264060454131028802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not entirely healed yet.&lt;br /&gt;It's from Shel Silverstein's &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The Missing Piece Meets the Big O&lt;/span&gt; and I heart it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6686391-5301463588065523757?l=linguistigeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/feeds/5301463588065523757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6686391&amp;postID=5301463588065523757&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/5301463588065523757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/5301463588065523757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/2008/11/new-ink.html' title='new ink'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08722814462493131082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v174/linguistigeek/IMG_1582.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8DxSTQdn4Ao/SQ2zF8ze23I/AAAAAAAAAic/dhwvHECQ0ZE/s72-c/IMG_3467.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686391.post-6606500144813317924</id><published>2008-11-01T11:44:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T11:50:45.154-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ha ha'/><title type='text'>you may have seen this before, but it's still hilarious</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;21 Economic Models, illustrated with Cows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOCIALISM&lt;br /&gt;You have 2 cows.&lt;br /&gt;You give one to your neighbour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COMMUNISM&lt;br /&gt;You have 2 cows.&lt;br /&gt;The State takes both and gives you some milk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FASCISM&lt;br /&gt;You have 2 cows.&lt;br /&gt;The State takes both and sells you some milk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NAZISM&lt;br /&gt;You have 2 cows.&lt;br /&gt;The State takes both and shoots you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUREAUCRATISM&lt;br /&gt;You have 2 cows.&lt;br /&gt;The State takes both, shoots one, milks the other, and then&lt;br /&gt;throws the milk away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRADITIONAL CAPITALISM&lt;br /&gt;You have two cows.&lt;br /&gt;You sell one and buy a bull.&lt;br /&gt;Your herd multiplies, and the economy grows.&lt;br /&gt;You sell them and retire on the income.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SURREALISM&lt;br /&gt;You have two giraffes.&lt;br /&gt;The government requires you to take harmonica lessons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AN AMERICAN CORPORATION&lt;br /&gt;You have two cows.&lt;br /&gt;You sell one, and force the other to produce the milk of four&lt;br /&gt;cows.&lt;br /&gt;Later, you hire a consultant to analyse why the cow has dropped&lt;br /&gt;dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENRON VENTURE CAPITALISM&lt;br /&gt;You have two cows.&lt;br /&gt;You sell three of them to your publicly listed company, using&lt;br /&gt;letters of credit opened by your brother-in-law at the bank, then execute a debt/equity&lt;br /&gt;swap with an associated general offer so that you get all four cows back, with a tax&lt;br /&gt;exemption for five cows. The milk rights of the six cows are transferred via an&lt;br /&gt;intermediary to a Cayman Island Company secretly owned by the majority shareholder who sells&lt;br /&gt;the rights to all seven cows back to your listed company. The annual report says the&lt;br /&gt;company owns eight cows, with an option on one more. You sell one cow to buy a new&lt;br /&gt;president of the United States, leaving you with nine cows. No balance sheet provided with the&lt;br /&gt;release. The public the buys your bull.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A FRENCH CORPORATION&lt;br /&gt;You have two cows.&lt;br /&gt;You go on strike, organise a riot, and block the roads, because&lt;br /&gt;you want three cows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A JAPANESE CORPORATION&lt;br /&gt;You have two cows.&lt;br /&gt;You redesign them so they are one-tenth the size of an ordinary&lt;br /&gt;cow and produce twenty times the milk. You then create a clever cow cartoon image&lt;br /&gt;called 'Cowkimon' and market it worldwide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A GERMAN CORPORATION&lt;br /&gt;You have two cows.&lt;br /&gt;You re-engineer them so they live for 100 years, eat once a&lt;br /&gt;month, and milk themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AN ITALIAN CORPORATION&lt;br /&gt;You have two cows, but you don't know where they are.&lt;br /&gt;You decide to have lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A RUSSIAN CORPORATION&lt;br /&gt;You have two cows.&lt;br /&gt;You count them and learn you have five cows.&lt;br /&gt;You count them again and learn you have 42 cows.&lt;br /&gt;You count them again and learn you have 2 cows.&lt;br /&gt;You stop counting cows and open another bottle of vodka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A SWISS CORPORATION&lt;br /&gt;You have 5000 cows. None of them belong to you.&lt;br /&gt;You charge the owners for storing them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A CHINESE CORPORATION&lt;br /&gt;You have two cows.&lt;br /&gt;You have 300 people milking them.&lt;br /&gt;You claim that you have full employment, and high bovine&lt;br /&gt;productivity.&lt;br /&gt;You arrest the newsman who reported the real situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AN INDIAN CORPORATION&lt;br /&gt;You have two cows.&lt;br /&gt;You worship them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A BRITISH CORPORATION&lt;br /&gt;You have two cows.&lt;br /&gt;Both are mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AN IRAQI CORPORATION&lt;br /&gt;Everyone thinks you have lots of cows.&lt;br /&gt;You tell them that you have none.&lt;br /&gt;No-one believes you, so they bomb the **** out of you and&lt;br /&gt;invade your country.&lt;br /&gt;You still have no cows, but at least now you are part of&lt;br /&gt;Democracy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AN AUSTRALIAN CORPORATION&lt;br /&gt;You have two cows.&lt;br /&gt;Business seems pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;You close the office and go for a few beers to celebrate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A NEW ZEALAND CORPORATION&lt;br /&gt;You have two cows.&lt;br /&gt;The one on the left looks very attractive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6686391-6606500144813317924?l=linguistigeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/feeds/6606500144813317924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6686391&amp;postID=6606500144813317924&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/6606500144813317924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/6606500144813317924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/2008/11/you-may-have-seen-this-before-but-its.html' title='you may have seen this before, but it&apos;s still hilarious'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08722814462493131082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v174/linguistigeek/IMG_1582.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686391.post-3907302614137154962</id><published>2008-10-16T19:53:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T20:55:17.382-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my kitty cat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random junk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lists'/><title type='text'>sitting here, without cable...</title><content type='html'>well well well - it's been a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sitting here in the dark, and in relative silence (there's a faint computer hum, and a purring kitty (not Bootsy, obvously) nearby).  Those fools at the cable company finally cut off the free cable!  Jerks.  I thought maybe it was a sign that I should blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been so long since I actually blogged that I don't even know what to say.  Maybe I'll do a list?  Okay.  A list!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  The Conservatives should be fined or caned or something for wasting our damn time with that useless election.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  People don't understand what librarians do.  I've had more than one of my close friends question how I could possibly fill an entire day with my job, putting books away and sitting at the reference desk reading a magazine.  Blargh.  Blargh I say!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  The guy across the hall's name is Timmy Anderson.  I find that infinitely amusing, since he's not a 5 year old or one of Santa's elves...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  A microwave is the least exciting thing I've ever shopped for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  I bought a razor with 4 blades on it, and I'm actually kind of excited to try it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  Point 5 illustrates my severe lameness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  Anyone in the Hamilton area want to join a crokinole club?  Let me know.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.  Having two cats, while financially and maintenance-wise isn't any more difficult than one cat, turns a place into a fucking circus.  Sometimes at night I'll wake up and the little cat will be biting my toe, and Bootsy will be splayed out, hogging 75% of my side of the bed.  Quick math quiz people:  if Bootsy is hogging 75% of half of the bed, what percentage of the bed is left for me?  Bonus points if you can account for bed-hogging-boy's effect on this number.  Sometimes I'll wake up and the little cat will be sitting there, awake, on my pillow just looking at me.  He's usually purring, too, which is cute, but weird.  Sometimes Bootsy will leave the bedroom at night, walk into the other room and start meowing.  Meow Meow Meow....no apparent reason.  So I'll call out to her and she'll just trot back into the bedroom, hop onto the bed and go back to sleep.  I went to the bathroom before bed last night, and Bootsy stormed through the ajar door, rammed herself amorously into my leg, and then into the side of the bathtub and then stole the popsicle wrapper out the garbage and left.  Nibbler sat outside the door and watched.  It's a total gong show here, all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HERE ARE SOME PICTURES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bootsy is cleaning Nibbler off so that he's clean when she bites him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8DxSTQdn4Ao/SPfhUEJsTvI/AAAAAAAAAh0/aCYw1F5GlCQ/s1600-h/IMG_3385.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8DxSTQdn4Ao/SPfhUEJsTvI/AAAAAAAAAh0/aCYw1F5GlCQ/s320/IMG_3385.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257918824806371058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww.  Sometimes they're cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8DxSTQdn4Ao/SPfhmPZW85I/AAAAAAAAAh8/D-CefJ4fKpM/s1600-h/IMG_3389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8DxSTQdn4Ao/SPfhmPZW85I/AAAAAAAAAh8/D-CefJ4fKpM/s320/IMG_3389.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257919137062515602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nibbler is goofy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8DxSTQdn4Ao/SPfhmUdXHPI/AAAAAAAAAiE/UggBDY8mRnE/s1600-h/IMG_3403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8DxSTQdn4Ao/SPfhmUdXHPI/AAAAAAAAAiE/UggBDY8mRnE/s320/IMG_3403.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257919138421480690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cats have it so damn easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8DxSTQdn4Ao/SPfhmaE8xtI/AAAAAAAAAiM/D4dp7cTTQvs/s1600-h/IMG_3405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8DxSTQdn4Ao/SPfhmaE8xtI/AAAAAAAAAiM/D4dp7cTTQvs/s320/IMG_3405.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257919139929704146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.  Is it trashy to get a tattoo on the inside of my arm (like near the elbow)?  I'm not sure where else to put a tattoo...any non-trashy ideas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.  The boy's mom is coming over for dinner tomorrow, so I need to go figure out a menu, and sweep the kitty litter off the...everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.  Are you satisfied??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.  Is anyone actually still reading this?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6686391-3907302614137154962?l=linguistigeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/feeds/3907302614137154962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6686391&amp;postID=3907302614137154962&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/3907302614137154962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/3907302614137154962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/2008/10/sitting-here-without-cable.html' title='sitting here, without cable...'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08722814462493131082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v174/linguistigeek/IMG_1582.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8DxSTQdn4Ao/SPfhUEJsTvI/AAAAAAAAAh0/aCYw1F5GlCQ/s72-c/IMG_3385.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686391.post-6589073870564004467</id><published>2008-09-27T15:46:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T15:47:46.836-04:00</updated><title type='text'>sad.</title><content type='html'>Paul Newman died last night.  That makes me sad - he did a lot of good work for a famous person, and it's impressive that his Hollywood marriage lasted over 50 years....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....also, dude used to be&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt; smmmmmokin&lt;/span&gt; hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;real update to come soon, and that's seriously a promise.&lt;br /&gt;seriously seriously.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6686391-6589073870564004467?l=linguistigeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/feeds/6589073870564004467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6686391&amp;postID=6589073870564004467&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/6589073870564004467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/6589073870564004467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/2008/09/sad.html' title='sad.'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08722814462493131082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v174/linguistigeek/IMG_1582.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686391.post-8952907491000088568</id><published>2008-08-23T08:55:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T10:18:45.984-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random junk'/><title type='text'>Whoa.</title><content type='html'>So, I took an actual vacation, and I also took a vacation from blogging.  I'm pretty sure that I don't want to abandon the blogosphere, but I just haven't had the time or really the desire to write anything.  And then not writing becomes a habit, and then, well...then you don't post for a month and that's it.  Well, I think I'm probably "back" now, and I'll try to post more often, and that's a promise!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, here's the news of late, and some of it's BIG NEWS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  I went to Jamaica for my brother's wedding.  It was incredibly hot.  HOT HOT HOT!  I do have pictures, but they still live on my camera.  I've been pretty insanely busy since I got back, so their uploadation will have to wait a little longer.  The wedding was nice and scenic and all that stuff that weddings are.  I now have a sister-in-law, which is kind of cool.  I've never had a sister before.  Maybe I should call her up and schedule some kind of sisterly activity - what do sisters do anyhow?  I only had brothers, so I know how to play ledgie, watch sports, and wrestle.  I know what we can do:  SHOPPING.  Hooray for shopping.  Sister-in-Law - do you want to shop sometime???  More Jamaica scenery and stuff to come soon!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  The boy and I, after seeing about a grillion places, found an apartment!  Wheeeee!  We're moving for September 1, which is quite soon (we just found out that we got the place a couple days ago). It should be a pretty stress-free move, since we're both moving about 5 minutes away from where we're currently living.  It's not like a Windsor move where you have one shot to bring EVERYTHING with you, which is nice.  Yay for moving!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  Last night we added a new member to our happy little family...his name is...NIBBLER (middle name: FROGGER)!  He's very sweet so far, and I will post a picture of him soon as well.  We actually didn't plan on getting another cat until we moved (hence my lack of preparation on the picture-taking), but we were at Ikea, which is right next to a PetSmart - so we went to PetSmart just to say hi to the kitties, and it turns out their foster kitties are from &lt;a href="http://www.werescuecats.ca/"&gt;Abandoned Cats&lt;/a&gt;, which is where we adopted mean Bootsy from, and where we were going to get our new monster from anyhow....and since we're big suckers we went home with a kitty cat.  He's very sweet and he's also black and white.  Bootsy was not too happy when she saw what we'd brought home - she just needs some time to adjust.  She's stayed at my parents' house before and it's always taken her a day or two to adjust to being among other cats.  She's so spoiled, that Bootsy - she was an abandoned cat too, but she's clearly blocked that out.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  This isn't news, really, but does anyone else think the Russian Olympic apparel is the wicked awesomest looking apparel out there?  I can't find a good image on the internets, but &lt;a href="http://www.boscosport.ru/"&gt;this &lt;/a&gt; is the official site of the brand that makes it - which is not currently "open", which is incredibly not helpful.  The t-shirts and jackets are so freaking awesome looking.  You might not agree with their politics, but you can't argue with the Russians' mad style....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for breakfast!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6686391-8952907491000088568?l=linguistigeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/feeds/8952907491000088568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6686391&amp;postID=8952907491000088568&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/8952907491000088568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/8952907491000088568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/2008/08/whoa.html' title='Whoa.'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08722814462493131082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v174/linguistigeek/IMG_1582.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686391.post-4920288355459989335</id><published>2008-07-20T09:34:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T09:55:15.095-04:00</updated><title type='text'>ack!  has it been that long??!</title><content type='html'>Sorry guys - time flies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, life is busy, work is insanely busy.  Next week I'm going to Jamaica for my bro's wedding, which will be a nice vacation from the  everyday - even though I will most likely come home to 300 messages in my work inbox, which will most certainly suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, a post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever google a word to see how it should be spelled?  I used to do it in with French phrases all the time when I was doing translations, just to see if people had actually also used those phrases.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I just blanked on how to spell the word meaning "to have a feeling of shameful discomfort" - is it embarrassed, or embarassed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I googled it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EMBARASSED - 60,600,000 hits&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EMBARRASSED - 26,800,000 hits&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which one is right?&lt;br /&gt;I used my librarianing skills, and went with the one that had some actual hits from somewhat reputable dictionary sites, which was the bottom one (the one I had originally typed, but then had questions about).  &lt;br /&gt;That just means that over 2/3 people naturally spell this word wrong, which seems high - shouldn't it be about 50/50.  Or is it that more people are always going to choose the shorter option?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to post more stuff before I leave for Jamaica.  Are you jealous?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6686391-4920288355459989335?l=linguistigeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/feeds/4920288355459989335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6686391&amp;postID=4920288355459989335&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/4920288355459989335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/4920288355459989335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/2008/07/ack-has-it-been-that-long.html' title='ack!  has it been that long??!'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08722814462493131082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v174/linguistigeek/IMG_1582.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686391.post-301776184081937092</id><published>2008-06-29T22:09:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T22:34:16.209-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>New Sigur Ros</title><content type='html'>Soooo....Sigur Ros has a new album.  It's called "með suð í eyrum við spilum endalaust" which means "with a buzz in our ears we play endlessly"....and I'm listening to it right now.  This is what the cover looks like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8DxSTQdn4Ao/SGhBuDCQuFI/AAAAAAAAAXg/Fwl77iKfrFM/s1600-h/51QOmbNyeTL._SS500_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8DxSTQdn4Ao/SGhBuDCQuFI/AAAAAAAAAXg/Fwl77iKfrFM/s320/51QOmbNyeTL._SS500_.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217492427653298258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hee hee.  There are naked boys on there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, back to the album.  I'm not really sure about it, to be honest.  The first four songs are actually short songs, like 4 minute &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;song&lt;/span&gt;songs, which is kind of weird.  They're good songs, but they don't feel like Sigur Ros songs to me.  Even song #5 (called "Festival"), which checks in at a heavy 9.5 minutes isn't quite right...it's actually more like two songs in a row than one song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong - Sigur Ros is good.  They're GOOD.  Like really really good.  I just think maybe they used to be better?  I guess it's hard for a super amazing band to keep getting more and more amazing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm having some trouble with this.  These sound like songs, with melodies and choruses and stuff...it's so odd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song Ara Batur is totally huge BUT IT SOUNDS LIKE A MOVIE THEME.  Like there's a whole orchestra in there.  And a boy's choir.  And, sure, that's awesome.  But....does anyone get what I'm saying here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regardless, buy Sigur Ros's new album, because you should support the best band in the world.  The end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6686391-301776184081937092?l=linguistigeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/feeds/301776184081937092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6686391&amp;postID=301776184081937092&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/301776184081937092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/301776184081937092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/2008/06/new-sigur-ros.html' title='New Sigur Ros'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08722814462493131082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v174/linguistigeek/IMG_1582.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8DxSTQdn4Ao/SGhBuDCQuFI/AAAAAAAAAXg/Fwl77iKfrFM/s72-c/51QOmbNyeTL._SS500_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686391.post-2924759880794285286</id><published>2008-06-25T09:59:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T10:03:37.601-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random junk'/><title type='text'>I need caffeine.</title><content type='html'>I just spent $1700 of Hamilton tax payers' money!  Wheeeeeee!  Ordering is fun.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as the Nibbler/Frogger debate, it's pretty split.  I kind of wish we could go back and name Bootsy Nibbler, because she's such a bitey little bastard.  Paul said she walked up to him yesterday and just bit his ankle.  FOR NO REASON.  What a jerk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bootsy kind of looks like Nibbler, too (from Futurama)...maybe we'll just make that another of her middle names...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should get back to spending tax payers' money now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mwa ha ha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6686391-2924759880794285286?l=linguistigeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/feeds/2924759880794285286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6686391&amp;postID=2924759880794285286&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/2924759880794285286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/2924759880794285286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-need-caffeine.html' title='I need caffeine.'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08722814462493131082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v174/linguistigeek/IMG_1582.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686391.post-7342306335634458950</id><published>2008-06-21T09:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T09:33:01.281-04:00</updated><title type='text'>which name is better for a cat?</title><content type='html'>Frogger or Nibbler?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6686391-7342306335634458950?l=linguistigeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/feeds/7342306335634458950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6686391&amp;postID=7342306335634458950&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/7342306335634458950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/7342306335634458950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/2008/06/which-name-is-better-for-cat.html' title='which name is better for a cat?'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08722814462493131082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v174/linguistigeek/IMG_1582.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686391.post-7731623852045422721</id><published>2008-06-18T08:23:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T08:25:42.080-04:00</updated><title type='text'>An Update!  Hooray!!!</title><content type='html'>So, I’ve been a delinquent blogger.  And this, after I said I would be better!  Bad bad me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a couple of excuses:&lt;br /&gt; -sporadic internet at home.  Well, I mean, I could use the internet – it’s just not the free wireless that I used to scam from here.  In a couple of weeks I should be online much more often.&lt;br /&gt; -I’ve just been ridiculously busy and not at home a lot of the time.  Work isn’t really the kind of environment where I feel that I can sit around and blog, unfortunately, and when I’m home I don’t really feel like blogging.  And then blogging left my daily (weekly?) mindset, and then when I think about blogging it just becomes “oh man I haven’t updated in so long, where do I begin?”  So, I just haven’t been doing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess I should update on some key points in my world:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEW JOB&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I have a new job.  It’s in Hamilton, at the old Hamilton Public Library (come in and check us out….anyone remember those commercials?).  My job title is “Youth Services Librarian – School-Age Specialist”, but that could change.  The department is undergoing some BIG changes right now, and my job title and which branch I work at may be changing as soon as September.  So things are kind of in the air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This job isn’t as “fun” as the job was in Vaughan, but it’s not in Vaughan, so that makes it fun by its very nature in other ways.  The Vaughan job was very traditional Children’s Librarian work.  I essentially worked the reference desk and did programs – very frontline stuff.  In retrospect, it was pretty awesome and stress-free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Hamilton job is a lot of behind the scenes stuff.  Committees.  Collections.  Training other staff.  Meetings, dear god the meetings.  People in my office regularly work through lunch and stay late.  It pays better than Vaughan, and is a “stepping stone” kind of job, but I’m not sure that I even like it yet.  It’s hard to say because it’s so early, and I’m still being trained in a lot of the aspects of it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boy says I’ve sold out – it’s seven months into professional librarianship and I’m already a desk jockey.  I tend to agree, I guess.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m kind of love/hate with it right now.  I will have to update you as to how this all plays out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEW PLACE&lt;br /&gt;By new place I mean old place.  My parents’ house.  Wheeeeeeeeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living with mom and dad has some perks.  I come home from work, and more often than not dinner is ready, or close to ready.  That’s good.  It’s free.  That’s also good (very good, actually – especially when you’re poor).  All the amenities are here, and I didn’t have to organize any of it.  I feel like I’m 17 again.  That’s good – NO WAIT THAT'S SHITTY.&lt;br /&gt;Inevitably when I’m in Hamilton I feel like a kid.  Even though I did my undergrad here, it always brings me back to high school for some reason.  I guess it doesn’t help that I was at an event at my old high school the other day.  Some people were standing around talking about something, and someone asked me a question, and I responded (non-sequitur-ly) “I feel like I’m 15!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boy also lives at home right now (his, not mine – also in Hamilton) so we have to call each other up to make “dates” (usually where he watches tv or plays Wii and I fall asleep).  Sleeping in separate houses means that I don’t wake up with an elbow on my face ever, but it means that we’re sleeping in different houses which is pretty shitty.  It’s the way it has to be while he’s looking for work (yay for finishing teachers’ college, but boo for school boards being so damn hard to crack into…) and while I’m settling into new job and new finances and all that fun stuff.  Ideally we’ll have a new place in a couple of months (and hopefully another kitty..I think we’ve even picked her out already.  She’s a foster cat at Paul’s friend’s place and she’s about Bootsy’s age, but she’s a big slut and she just had a huge litter of kittens.  So by the time she’s done mothering her youngins we’ll have a place and it will all be good.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, this post is about 300% longer than anything I've written lately, so it should keep you all sated until I can post again.  Hopefully for 3 weeks passes...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6686391-7731623852045422721?l=linguistigeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/feeds/7731623852045422721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6686391&amp;postID=7731623852045422721&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/7731623852045422721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/7731623852045422721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/2008/06/update-hooray.html' title='An Update!  Hooray!!!'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08722814462493131082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v174/linguistigeek/IMG_1582.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686391.post-4592098815935307325</id><published>2008-05-28T11:17:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T11:29:33.688-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random junk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lists'/><title type='text'>life and stuff</title><content type='html'>So, okay.  I suck at updating.  Here's a go at what's been happening lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  I only have 4 more sleeps until I'm done in Vaughan.  I have 5 more shifts for Vaughan Public Library (finish on Sunday).  I start at Hamilton Public Library on Monday.  That will be 11 days without a day off.  I thought about asking for a couple extra days off before starting, but I don't get paid if I don't work, so I figure what the hell?  Let's burn out early!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  The Hamilton job is the same job title I currently have, but it will probably be quite different from my day-to-day stuff here in Vaughan.  I'm not even really sure what a "normal" day in Hamilton will be like, so I'll have to let you know later.  The important thing is that Hamilton pays better, and it's NOT IN VAUGHAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  I'm going to wear the white dress to the wedding.  The bride said she doesn't care.  So it's all good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  Apparently it only takes me three numbered point before I get bored and run out of things to say in here.  This is bad.  I should start forcing myself to write in here every other day or something.  Right now I need to shower and get some kind of caffeinated drink.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6686391-4592098815935307325?l=linguistigeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/feeds/4592098815935307325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6686391&amp;postID=4592098815935307325&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/4592098815935307325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/4592098815935307325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/2008/05/life-and-stuff.html' title='life and stuff'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08722814462493131082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v174/linguistigeek/IMG_1582.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686391.post-3545586346888835879</id><published>2008-05-21T18:58:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T19:03:44.030-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random junk'/><title type='text'>update to come soon, I promise</title><content type='html'>Sooo...I haven't been a good blog updater at all lately.  Life has been tired and busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will update with real info soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe even later tonight.  Depends on how I feel after work.  I may want to sit, eat soup, and not blog.  There is a chance that I may want to sit, eat soup and then blog.  I definitely want soup.  Actually, I really want that potato chowder that they sell at Milestones.  I more than likely will NOT be eating that soup though.  Probably just regular old Campbell's soup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wrote a lot about soup.  &lt;br /&gt;I suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better stuff soon!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6686391-3545586346888835879?l=linguistigeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/feeds/3545586346888835879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6686391&amp;postID=3545586346888835879&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/3545586346888835879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/3545586346888835879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/2008/05/update-to-come-soon-i-promise.html' title='update to come soon, I promise'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08722814462493131082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v174/linguistigeek/IMG_1582.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686391.post-6287270633527570053</id><published>2008-05-16T08:28:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T08:32:08.614-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='liberry stories'/><title type='text'>update for those who may be wondering...confusing for those who weren't...</title><content type='html'>Hi kids...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm posting this news here which is lame, but functional:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 8 weeks of interviews and waiting (mostly waiting) I got offered that Hamilton job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No firm decisions have been made, although it looks like I'll be a citizen of the Hammer once again in the near future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I have time to say right now...I'll update when I have more time and information.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6686391-6287270633527570053?l=linguistigeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/feeds/6287270633527570053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6686391&amp;postID=6287270633527570053&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/6287270633527570053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/6287270633527570053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/2008/05/update-for-those-who-may-be.html' title='update for those who may be wondering...confusing for those who weren&apos;t...'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08722814462493131082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v174/linguistigeek/IMG_1582.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686391.post-2912739338979024215</id><published>2008-05-10T15:33:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T15:34:45.969-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='liberry stories'/><title type='text'>library nerd talk</title><content type='html'>Someone came in today asking if we have any Veggie Tales movies, so I looked it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what one of the subject headings for Veggie Tales movies is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vegetables - drama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6686391-2912739338979024215?l=linguistigeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/feeds/2912739338979024215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6686391&amp;postID=2912739338979024215&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/2912739338979024215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/2912739338979024215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/2008/05/library-nerd-talk.html' title='library nerd talk'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08722814462493131082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v174/linguistigeek/IMG_1582.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686391.post-3221210586907965774</id><published>2008-05-01T23:02:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T23:04:33.782-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hmm'/><title type='text'>etiquette question</title><content type='html'>Is it gauche in this modern day and age to wear a white dress to a wedding?  I don't mean a &lt;i&gt;wedding  dress&lt;/i&gt; white dress...but just a dress that's white.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Discuss.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6686391-3221210586907965774?l=linguistigeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/feeds/3221210586907965774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6686391&amp;postID=3221210586907965774&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/3221210586907965774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/3221210586907965774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/2008/05/etiquette-question.html' title='etiquette question'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08722814462493131082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v174/linguistigeek/IMG_1582.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686391.post-6416482025567634654</id><published>2008-04-22T10:06:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T12:14:58.596-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random junk'/><title type='text'>urgh.  It's been a while.</title><content type='html'>Hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm clearly going through a blogging dry spell.  Here's some random junk from my daily existence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  I bought the boy a Wii for finishing teacher's college (well, he's almost finished...he has three more teaching days, including today!!).  Well, I bought us a Wii for surviving the whole crappy distance ordeal without ever yelling at each other.  Wii is fun.  I think we will have tons of fun beating the crap out of each other in boxing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Someone is playing opera outside, which is weird.  Maybe not that weird considering I live in the Italian-land of Woodbridge...and they love their Italian stuff (including opera...no Wagner though!!).  But weird because it's outside, and these people don't really spend much time outside unless it's going from their house to their car.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  It must be spring - I almost got run over by a cyclist the other day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  &lt;a href="http://www.elbow.co.uk"&gt;Elbow's&lt;/a&gt; new album &lt;i&gt;The Seldom Seen Kid&lt;/i&gt; came out today, and you can get it on iTunes for only $7.99, which is a steal.  This is the only album I've been actively looking forward to in about a million years.  Elbow is awesome.  If you live in the Vancouver area you should check out the show they're doing out there - it's at a church I think (I looked it up - May 6, St Andrews Wesley Church), and I suspect it could be the greatest show in the history of the world.  I'm super pissed that they're not playing Toronto, because the last show they did in Toronto was super amazing.  It's in my top three shows EVER.  They're that good.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm listening to the new album right now - it's pretty good.  Maybe I'll give a more thorough run-down once I've listened to it a couple times.  If you want some certifiably awesome Elbow to listen to in the meantime, buy &lt;i&gt;Leaders of the Free World&lt;/i&gt; or download "Fugitive Motel".  Do it.  DO IT NOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  Work makes me sleepy.  I'm thinking of retiring.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  The boy said I sounded pretentious talking about chai lattes and sunglasses in my last post.  Those were seriously the only things happening in my life at the time though, so...oh well.  I think since it's nice out and I don't have to work for another couple of hours I'm going to add the new Elbow CD to my iPod and go get a frappuccino.  Is that also pretentious?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  Yeah, this Elbow album is pretty sweet.  Still not entirely through it...but...unless they start channelling...some band I hate...ummmmm Creed?  Billy Talent? Natasha Bedingfield? Sublime? they should be fine.  Holy crap - this tune is rocking the full orchestra early on...go Elbow!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen to this song - the best song on one full listen of the album - it's called One Day Like This, and it's pretty great:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EG0MrX3Qjcs&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EG0MrX3Qjcs&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In conclusion, Elbow is awesome.  I think if I don't name the next kitty Frogger I shall call her ELBOW RULES!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6686391-6416482025567634654?l=linguistigeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/feeds/6416482025567634654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6686391&amp;postID=6416482025567634654&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/6416482025567634654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/6416482025567634654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/2008/04/urgh-its-been-while.html' title='urgh.  It&apos;s been a while.'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08722814462493131082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v174/linguistigeek/IMG_1582.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686391.post-6120347953838458267</id><published>2008-04-08T11:29:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T11:59:07.960-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random junk'/><title type='text'>random stuff and rants</title><content type='html'>Hello peoples...&lt;br /&gt;I know I've been rather delinquent with the posting.  I think it's because I've spent less time with my fat ass in front of the computer and more time with my fat ass moving around the out of doors....I've also been a little unmotivated blog-wise.  I think it's inevitable for a long-time blogger.  Even people who post every day have lulls of interesting-ness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, here are a few thoughts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-my chai latte tastes goooood.  I almost bought a frappuccino because it's almost that nice out, but...not quite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-the frame of my Filene's Basement Oscar de la Renta sunglasses broke - I don't know if I broke them, or if they're just old or what.  That makes me really sad, because they were awesome sunglasses, and I won't be in New York anytime soon to replace them.  This morning when I went out for my latte, I wore the sunglasses that I bought this summer in France (my aim was to buy the biggest sunglasses in Europe, and I think I came pretty close), but they're so big and my nose is too narrow, so they don't stay in the right place, which is annoying.  They also don't do much about blocking the sun, which is a bit of a problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-reasons why Vaughan sucks:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;1. I was out the other night and I saw a car idling over not one, not two but THREE wheelchair parking spots at Fortinos&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;2. I was out for a jog (crazy, I know) yesterday and I saw a woman who was cleaning the grassy part between the sidewalk and the road.  In theory, not so bad, right?  Well, she was cleaning it by spraying water at the handful of leaves and trying to get them onto the road.  She was cleaning the part of the grass that's not even her property of LEAVES using a high flow of water.  So much water that it looked like a flooded lawn.  And it wasn't even working.  She could have just gathered, or raked the leaves off that part of the grass if it was bothering her that much....but no.  She had to waste a LOT of water to spray them onto the road.  She was spraying them for at least 15 minutes, because I ran past her on my way out, and on my way back....&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;3.  Also on my run yesterday I saw this guy washing his car.  I could understand wanting to get some of the crazy awful winter build up off of your car on a (finally) nice day, but his car looked like it hadn't seen a speck of snow.  He probably had it in a covered garage all winter.  I bet he washes his car every day.  I bet a lot of people up here wash their cars every day.  And I bet it makes me really mad every time I see it.&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-the boy is done school in 2.5 weeks.  I'm going to see him this weekend as well!  Wheeee!  and my kitty cat!  She'd better enjoy her independence while it lasts, because she's going to have a sibling named Frogger very soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-the boy and I are actually going on a "date" on Friday.  We were talking last night and we think the last movie we saw at the theatre together was The Simpsons movie last summer, which was a long time ago.  We tend to aim to go see movies when we're together, but then we get lazy and just watch tv (and I normally just fall asleep).  I am looking forward to eating some kind of steak or burger or something though....I've really been craving beef.  Maybe we'll go to the Keg.  Mmmmmmm.  Keggy goodness.....if we go the Keg we'll NEVER make it to a movie though, because we'll linger over dinner and then I'll need a nap....but that seems like an okay trade-off.  I'll let you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any movie suggestions?  I haven't seen ANYTHING lately, so I need input.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6686391-6120347953838458267?l=linguistigeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/feeds/6120347953838458267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6686391&amp;postID=6120347953838458267&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/6120347953838458267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/6120347953838458267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/2008/04/random-stuff-and-rants.html' title='random stuff and rants'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08722814462493131082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v174/linguistigeek/IMG_1582.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686391.post-2718750598390423968</id><published>2008-03-30T17:19:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T17:23:43.455-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='liberry stories'/><title type='text'>Top 2 reference questions of the week:</title><content type='html'>(girl comes up to reference desk, Sunday afternoon, 8 minutes from closing)&lt;br /&gt;"Do you have books on the meaning of life?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(girl, probably about 3 years old, comes up to the reference desk, and looks a bit worried)&lt;br /&gt;"Is it bedtime??"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6686391-2718750598390423968?l=linguistigeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/feeds/2718750598390423968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6686391&amp;postID=2718750598390423968&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/2718750598390423968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/2718750598390423968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/2008/03/top-2-reference-questions-of-week.html' title='Top 2 reference questions of the week:'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08722814462493131082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v174/linguistigeek/IMG_1582.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686391.post-2158083186208460015</id><published>2008-03-25T22:36:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T22:39:06.919-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the boy'/><title type='text'>The romance never ends...</title><content type='html'>Me:  Do you know why I need you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Boy:  To scratch your back?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Boy: Oh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:  I need you to order chicken wings so that I can lick off the wing sauce.  Then you eat the rest of the wing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Boy:  You want to lick the sauce off of my wings?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:  Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Boy: Ooooookay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6686391-2158083186208460015?l=linguistigeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/feeds/2158083186208460015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6686391&amp;postID=2158083186208460015&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/2158083186208460015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/2158083186208460015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/2008/03/romance-never-ends.html' title='The romance never ends...'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08722814462493131082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v174/linguistigeek/IMG_1582.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686391.post-5346011060803041244</id><published>2008-03-17T20:38:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T20:45:21.288-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my kitty cat'/><title type='text'>It's Kitty day!</title><content type='html'>Happy birthday Bootsy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8DxSTQdn4Ao/R98PloOMpJI/AAAAAAAAAXY/WVDY7iqpuwU/s1600-h/IMG_3057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8DxSTQdn4Ao/R98PloOMpJI/AAAAAAAAAXY/WVDY7iqpuwU/s320/IMG_3057.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178875235625903250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she's 5/8 Irish as well, so it's a double whammy day for her.  Well, actually Paul said she's 100% Irish because she was born in a garbage can.  Funny drunken Irish cat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6686391-5346011060803041244?l=linguistigeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/feeds/5346011060803041244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6686391&amp;postID=5346011060803041244&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/5346011060803041244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/5346011060803041244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/2008/03/its-kitty-day.html' title='It&apos;s Kitty day!'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08722814462493131082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v174/linguistigeek/IMG_1582.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8DxSTQdn4Ao/R98PloOMpJI/AAAAAAAAAXY/WVDY7iqpuwU/s72-c/IMG_3057.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686391.post-1663327902020805061</id><published>2008-03-15T10:14:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T10:32:35.142-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random junk'/><title type='text'>AWOL</title><content type='html'>1.  Sorry for the lack of posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  There is a squirrel outside my window who is literally SCREAMING.  He was there the other day as well.  I raised my blind and he ran away.  I wonder if he'll come back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  It is, dare I say it, beautiful outside right now.  Now that I've acknowledged it I've probably jinxed it and we'll get 2 feet of snow this afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  I'm uninspired to post.  I need something exciting to say, and I can't think of anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  I'll end now.  I'll hope for some inspiration.  Right now - time for breakfast!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6686391-1663327902020805061?l=linguistigeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/feeds/1663327902020805061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6686391&amp;postID=1663327902020805061&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/1663327902020805061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/1663327902020805061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/2008/03/awol.html' title='AWOL'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08722814462493131082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v174/linguistigeek/IMG_1582.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686391.post-3837195423479732871</id><published>2008-03-06T12:17:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T12:17:58.664-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hmm'/><title type='text'>to bang or not to bang.</title><content type='html'>Should I get bangs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Full on bangs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Longish bangs, but definitely still bangs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or should I leave them how they are?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6686391-3837195423479732871?l=linguistigeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/feeds/3837195423479732871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6686391&amp;postID=3837195423479732871&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/3837195423479732871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/3837195423479732871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/2008/03/to-bang-or-not-to-bang.html' title='to bang or not to bang.'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08722814462493131082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v174/linguistigeek/IMG_1582.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686391.post-6896985120799483997</id><published>2008-02-26T23:34:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T23:34:53.935-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my kitty cat'/><title type='text'>Agree or Disagree?</title><content type='html'>Bootsy's future sister should be named Frogger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay or nay?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6686391-6896985120799483997?l=linguistigeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/feeds/6896985120799483997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6686391&amp;postID=6896985120799483997&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/6896985120799483997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/6896985120799483997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/2008/02/agree-or-disagree.html' title='Agree or Disagree?'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08722814462493131082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v174/linguistigeek/IMG_1582.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686391.post-1930049870654283507</id><published>2008-02-24T23:49:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T23:51:11.130-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And it's over.&lt;br /&gt;I have some movies to see.&lt;br /&gt;And some movies NOT to see.&lt;br /&gt;At the top of the latter list is none other than &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Enchanted&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Boo to that junk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must sleep now.&lt;br /&gt;Intervention is on tomorrow night.  Should I live blog that?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6686391-1930049870654283507?l=linguistigeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/feeds/1930049870654283507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6686391&amp;postID=1930049870654283507&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/1930049870654283507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/1930049870654283507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/2008/02/and-its-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08722814462493131082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v174/linguistigeek/IMG_1582.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686391.post-7509743925302387280</id><published>2008-02-24T23:30:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T23:40:59.670-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Helen Mirren is one hot old lady.  I think she looks better than all those young chicks.  Look at her!!  She's so...classy.  Man.  Look at her hair!  That dress is HOT.  It's so age-appropriate in a &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;classy&lt;/span&gt; way.  She's currently my hero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first time the boy met my extended family, my aunt's drunk friends kept telling him he looked like Daniel Day Lewis.  It was flattering, but kind of creepy in that cougar kind of way.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Daniel Day Lewis just won an Oscar.  Hmmm.  I'm assessing the boy look-alike factor now.  he's tall and dark and kind of angular....Hmm.  If Paul looks like this guy in 25 years, I'd be okay with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8DxSTQdn4Ao/R8JGmiSRnrI/AAAAAAAAAXI/Ji7Pos6Sm6c/s1600-h/255239~Daniel-Day-Lewis-Posters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8DxSTQdn4Ao/R8JGmiSRnrI/AAAAAAAAAXI/Ji7Pos6Sm6c/s320/255239~Daniel-Day-Lewis-Posters.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170772950027181746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8DxSTQdn4Ao/R8JGtySRnsI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/A2i059uCIz4/s1600-h/paulface.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8DxSTQdn4Ao/R8JGtySRnsI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/A2i059uCIz4/s320/paulface.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170773074581233346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6686391-7509743925302387280?l=linguistigeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/feeds/7509743925302387280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6686391&amp;postID=7509743925302387280&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/7509743925302387280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/7509743925302387280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/2008/02/helen-mirren-is-one-hot-old-lady.html' title=''/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08722814462493131082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v174/linguistigeek/IMG_1582.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8DxSTQdn4Ao/R8JGmiSRnrI/AAAAAAAAAXI/Ji7Pos6Sm6c/s72-c/255239~Daniel-Day-Lewis-Posters.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686391.post-8423685258162821361</id><published>2008-02-24T23:24:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T23:28:37.047-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm back.  I was on the phone again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harrison Ford is pretty cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stripper just won an Oscar!  Those bangles she's wearing look cheap.  Maybe the dress is okay, because, well...she was a stripper.  Those earrings would look better on Johnny Depp.  Arrrrr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw Johnny Depp on the pre-show, and I kind of respect that he doesn't give a shit about all this crap, but he always looks bloody TERRIBLE at these things.  Those ties.  That hair.  Those glasses.  Ugh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6686391-8423685258162821361?l=linguistigeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/feeds/8423685258162821361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6686391&amp;postID=8423685258162821361&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/8423685258162821361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/8423685258162821361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/2008/02/im-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08722814462493131082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v174/linguistigeek/IMG_1582.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686391.post-1195873707956066737</id><published>2008-02-24T23:02:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T23:29:20.256-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Which deceased person is most popular?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not Melville Shavelson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not Montague Westmore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bud Edkins, stuntman, got nothing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're not clapping for any of these people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freddy Fields got a little applause.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, they've heard of Deborah Kerr...they're clapping now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the volume rose for Ingmar Bergman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did they not include Brad Renfro?  Or did I just miss it?  He was probably in more movies than Heath Ledger!!  Down with Oscar!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6686391-1195873707956066737?l=linguistigeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/feeds/1195873707956066737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6686391&amp;postID=1195873707956066737&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/1195873707956066737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/1195873707956066737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/2008/02/which-deceased-person-is-most-popular.html' title=''/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08722814462493131082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v174/linguistigeek/IMG_1582.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686391.post-2954156098490434632</id><published>2008-02-24T22:50:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T22:54:03.966-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Apparently Cameron Diaz is coming up after the break!  The only way that could be better is if Drew Barrymore were with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How does Cameron Diaz keep getting invited to these things?  Has she ever been in a good movie?  That's a post for another time....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6686391-2954156098490434632?l=linguistigeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/feeds/2954156098490434632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6686391&amp;postID=2954156098490434632&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/2954156098490434632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/2954156098490434632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/2008/02/apparently-cameron-diaz-is-coming-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08722814462493131082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v174/linguistigeek/IMG_1582.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686391.post-6767085056101262403</id><published>2008-02-24T22:44:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T23:01:29.390-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was on the phone, and then I went to the ladies' room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I missed anything.  Did the really old guy say anything great?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now it's another song from &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Enchanted&lt;/span&gt;.  If there's no more blogging tonight, it's because I've sliced my jugular with the closest sharp object, which is currently my iPod.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6686391-6767085056101262403?l=linguistigeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/feeds/6767085056101262403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6686391&amp;postID=6767085056101262403&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/6767085056101262403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/6767085056101262403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-was-on-phone-and-then-i-went-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08722814462493131082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v174/linguistigeek/IMG_1582.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686391.post-2217561193546799774</id><published>2008-02-24T22:22:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T22:24:12.751-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I once read that Jack Nicholson was having sex with a woman, and he stopped in the middle to eat a pie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A whole pie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then when he was done the pie, he finished having sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's pretty great.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6686391-2217561193546799774?l=linguistigeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/feeds/2217561193546799774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6686391&amp;postID=2217561193546799774&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/2217561193546799774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/2217561193546799774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-once-read-that-jack-nicholson-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08722814462493131082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v174/linguistigeek/IMG_1582.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686391.post-3194377085963421225</id><published>2008-02-24T22:18:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T22:24:58.766-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Colin Farrell is dirty.  a dirty dirty boy.&lt;br /&gt;I think he looks pretty gross actually.  But, I might still do him.  It would probably be fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to see &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Once&lt;/span&gt;.  I've heard lots of good things about it.  And I have to say, I like this song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that guy (is that Glen Hansard? I was on the phone when they introduced him) sounds exactly like Cat Stevens.  Which is a good thing.  Does all the music in this movie sound like this song?  Because I think I just orgasmed a little.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6686391-3194377085963421225?l=linguistigeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/feeds/3194377085963421225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6686391&amp;postID=3194377085963421225&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/3194377085963421225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/3194377085963421225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/2008/02/colin-farrell-is-dirty.html' title=''/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08722814462493131082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v174/linguistigeek/IMG_1582.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686391.post-8368461364366699026</id><published>2008-02-24T22:09:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T22:16:13.274-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>some french chick just won a big award.  There was a time in my life when I would have known who this chick is, and I probably would have seen that movie too.  Now I'm old and lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's pretty hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm guessing we'll see a lot more of her in the next while...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ellen Page...I'm proud that she's a Canadian, and that she was nominated, and I liked Juno and all.  But....jeez.  She looked terrible!  Her hair, that dress, that "jewelry"!  I thought she'd look all smokin' and modern.  I'm very disappointed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6686391-8368461364366699026?l=linguistigeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/feeds/8368461364366699026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6686391&amp;postID=8368461364366699026&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/8368461364366699026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/8368461364366699026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/2008/02/some-french-chick-just-won-big-award.html' title=''/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08722814462493131082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v174/linguistigeek/IMG_1582.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686391.post-6192114465185690092</id><published>2008-02-24T22:03:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T22:04:49.086-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>some people just won some award for &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The Bourne Ultimatum&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would have sex with Bourne.  He's pretty awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They thanked Pat Crowley!  That's like half thanking me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6686391-6192114465185690092?l=linguistigeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/feeds/6192114465185690092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6686391&amp;postID=6192114465185690092&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/6192114465185690092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/6192114465185690092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/2008/02/some-people-just-won-some-award-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08722814462493131082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v174/linguistigeek/IMG_1582.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686391.post-9045862200242692156</id><published>2008-02-24T21:52:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T22:02:31.923-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>more evidence that I would hate the movie &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Enchanted&lt;/span&gt;. A LOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Side note:  if you freeze yogurt, does it become frozen yogurt?  Like the good kind of frozen yogurt..and not just yogurt that's frozen.  you know?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6686391-9045862200242692156?l=linguistigeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/feeds/9045862200242692156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6686391&amp;postID=9045862200242692156&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/9045862200242692156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/9045862200242692156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/2008/02/more-evidence-that-i-would-hate-movie.html' title=''/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08722814462493131082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v174/linguistigeek/IMG_1582.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686391.post-1269187549350924373</id><published>2008-02-24T21:30:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T21:57:46.338-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Someone shat on James McAvoy's face!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he's "brooding"??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Josh Brolin!  I can't get over the fact that he's at the Oscars!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey you guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8DxSTQdn4Ao/R8IumCSRnqI/AAAAAAAAAXA/MTWzyhaIuks/s1600-h/LOL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8DxSTQdn4Ao/R8IumCSRnqI/AAAAAAAAAXA/MTWzyhaIuks/s320/LOL.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170746553158180514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6686391-1269187549350924373?l=linguistigeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/feeds/1269187549350924373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6686391&amp;postID=1269187549350924373&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/1269187549350924373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/1269187549350924373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/2008/02/someone-shat-on-james-mcavoys-face-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08722814462493131082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v174/linguistigeek/IMG_1582.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8DxSTQdn4Ao/R8IumCSRnqI/AAAAAAAAAXA/MTWzyhaIuks/s72-c/LOL.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686391.post-4165651819749226860</id><published>2008-02-24T21:25:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T21:28:23.728-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>These August Rush singers are kicking the shit out of that lame Amy Adams garbage.  Sing it, 11-year old girl!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6686391-4165651819749226860?l=linguistigeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/feeds/4165651819749226860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6686391&amp;postID=4165651819749226860&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/4165651819749226860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/4165651819749226860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/2008/02/these-august-rush-singers-are-kicking.html' title=''/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08722814462493131082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v174/linguistigeek/IMG_1582.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686391.post-4553660385400842641</id><published>2008-02-24T21:16:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T21:29:09.388-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"...the great Josh Brolin."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never thought I'd hear those words together...&lt;br /&gt;All I think of when I see that guy is Goonies.  And I loved that movie and all, but not for the outstanding acting of Mr. Josh Brolin.&lt;br /&gt;Remember the Asian kid?  They called him Data.  That's gold.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6686391-4553660385400842641?l=linguistigeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/feeds/4553660385400842641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6686391&amp;postID=4553660385400842641&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/4553660385400842641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/4553660385400842641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/2008/02/great-josh-brolin-i-never-thought-id.html' title=''/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08722814462493131082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v174/linguistigeek/IMG_1582.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686391.post-4010170972378906076</id><published>2008-02-24T21:02:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T21:16:42.496-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Jennifer Hudon's breasts are out of control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and did she say "the Fascination of Jesse James"?  I think she did.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6686391-4010170972378906076?l=linguistigeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/feeds/4010170972378906076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6686391&amp;postID=4010170972378906076&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/4010170972378906076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/4010170972378906076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/2008/02/jennifer-hudons-breasts-are-out-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08722814462493131082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v174/linguistigeek/IMG_1582.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686391.post-811578472837130144</id><published>2008-02-24T20:59:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T21:01:53.591-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have a feeling I would have hated the movie &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Enchanted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Amy Adams looks a little too happy for my tastes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6686391-811578472837130144?l=linguistigeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/feeds/811578472837130144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6686391&amp;postID=811578472837130144&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/811578472837130144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/811578472837130144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-have-feeling-i-would-have-hated-movie.html' title=''/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08722814462493131082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v174/linguistigeek/IMG_1582.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686391.post-3380300260861740892</id><published>2008-02-24T20:57:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T20:58:48.079-05:00</updated><title type='text'>somewhat live blog of the Oscars</title><content type='html'>since I pretty much saw none of the movies nominated, I figure this gives me the right to make fun of everyone there tonight...right?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are my thoughts....as they come to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katherine Heigl had her make-up gun set to "whore".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6686391-3380300260861740892?l=linguistigeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/feeds/3380300260861740892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6686391&amp;postID=3380300260861740892&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/3380300260861740892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/3380300260861740892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/2008/02/somewhat-live-blog-of-oscars.html' title='somewhat live blog of the Oscars'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08722814462493131082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v174/linguistigeek/IMG_1582.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686391.post-2437254798000983431</id><published>2008-02-19T11:16:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T12:05:51.824-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><title type='text'>I woke up early...</title><content type='html'>...and watched &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Music and Lyrics&lt;/span&gt;, because it's due today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really frustrating when a movie is &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;almost&lt;/span&gt; good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I blame Drew Barrymore mainly, because she's a terrible terrible actress, and I don't think I've ever liked a movie she's been in.  Maybe the Wedding Singer, but I think that was in spite of her.  &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Confessions of a Dangerous Mind&lt;/span&gt; - that's actually one of my favourite movies.  I remember being mildly annoyed by her in it, but not enough to ruin an otherwise super great movie.  She's been in a LOT of movies though, so making one or two that aren't hideously bad isn't that impressive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I'm a little tired of these tidy little movies where people fall in love in like 6 days.  I watched Pretty Woman the other night on TV and thought the same thing.  I mean, it must be nice to meet someone and immediately be able to spend 24 hrs/day with them and share nothing but laughs and inside jokes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then we wonder why people have delusional ideas about love, and are constantly in bad relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank Drew Barrymore and Julia Roberts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_____________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the shower I was thinking about Drew Barrymore movies, and how I can't think of too many that I don't loathe.  My friends over at IMDB helped me compile this list of Drew movies (other than the ones mentioned above).  My feelings are as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Fever Pitch &lt;/span&gt;- stupid.  Jimmy Fallon didn't help you here though, Drew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;50 First Dates&lt;/span&gt; - I HATED this movie.  Terrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Charlie's Angels&lt;/span&gt; - Only movie I've seen in the theatres where I seriously wanted to leave.  Not funny/clever/anything.  Just CRAPPITY CRAP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Donnie Darko&lt;/span&gt; - This movie is a cult classic.  She wasn't in it that long.  I don't know if I understand this movie.  Thinking back, did she play a teacher?  Or was that Patrick Swayze?  I'm pretty sure she was shitty in whatever role it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Never Been Kissed&lt;/span&gt; - In all honesty, one of my least favourite movies of all time.  I sincerely HATED this movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Ever After&lt;/span&gt; - I'll admit this isn't my kind of movie.  But still.  Shitty.  Super super shitty.  I remember trying to watch this with an open mind, and just being gaped mouth by the end of it because it was so utterly terrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Everyone Says I Love You&lt;/span&gt; - I don't think she was in this very long either?  I don't remember.  I only watched it because Tim Roth was in it.  And, I think I slept through about 80% of it anyway.  I'll blame Drew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Mad Love &lt;/span&gt;- I watched this when I was in Mad Love with Chris O'Donnell, way back in the day, and I still hated it.  It was that bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Boys on the Side&lt;/span&gt; - Hated this.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Poison Ivy&lt;/span&gt; - I kind of love this movie.  Only because it's really bad and hilarious.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Firestarter&lt;/span&gt; - Even as a kid Drew was really bad.  When she's "acting" in this movie, she looks like she's taking a shit.  A really stubborn one.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even found her pretty annoying on her guest appearance on The Simpsons.  You know you're special when you can't even act as a cartoon (Cameron Diaz, I'm looking at you).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6686391-2437254798000983431?l=linguistigeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/feeds/2437254798000983431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6686391&amp;postID=2437254798000983431&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/2437254798000983431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/2437254798000983431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-woke-up-early.html' title='I woke up early...'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08722814462493131082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v174/linguistigeek/IMG_1582.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686391.post-8638381006617351340</id><published>2008-02-14T20:48:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T22:56:03.008-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the boy'/><title type='text'>Stalintine's Day thoughts.</title><content type='html'>I was just at Fortino's and it was full of men buying flowers at the last minute in order to avoid the doghouse from the ones they love.  Truly moving stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boy lives really far away, so, this is pretty much like any other day, except he called me earlier than normal to say hi, and to make sure I wouldn't get mad that he didn't call and say "Happy Valentine's Day" soon enough, which I admit I might have, but only because one year he just never bothered to call at all, and it was bad because even on just normal days he CALLS but on Valentine's Day he just....didn't?   I saw him on the weekend, and we acknowledged love day a bit, mostly because we both like getting presents and this is a good excuse to get a present.  He bought me Jamie Oliver's Italian cookbook, which was cool.  It's a nice book.  Paul has a bit of a man crush on Jamie Oliver, but I've since been told many men seem to feel the same way.  I bought the boy Ricky Gervais's &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.ca/Flanimals-Ricky-Gervais/dp/0571220770/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books&amp;qid=1203043810&amp;sr=8-1"&gt;Flanimals&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.ca/More-Flanimals-Ricky-Gervais/dp/0571228860/ref=pd_sim_b?ie=UTF8&amp;qid=1203043810&amp;sr=8-1"&gt;More Flanimals&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and took him out for a nice dinner at an actual nice restaurant because apparently I now have money and can afford these things.  Sometimes I like to pretend this is true, and the whole thing was actually quite fun.  Hooray for made up reasons to give each other gifts and eat nice meals!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In honour of the day, here is a haiku for the boy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul, aka Boy&lt;br /&gt;he loves Jamie, but me too&lt;br /&gt;He is very tall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8DxSTQdn4Ao/R7TyjSSRnoI/AAAAAAAAAWw/9k5NpmtRXSI/s1600-h/IMG_2586.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8DxSTQdn4Ao/R7TyjSSRnoI/AAAAAAAAAWw/9k5NpmtRXSI/s320/IMG_2586.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167021360518635138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8DxSTQdn4Ao/R7TyLCSRnnI/AAAAAAAAAWo/yayYHtrDE5I/s1600-h/IMG_2426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8DxSTQdn4Ao/R7TyLCSRnnI/AAAAAAAAAWo/yayYHtrDE5I/s320/IMG_2426.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167020943906807410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8DxSTQdn4Ao/R7T4OCSRnpI/AAAAAAAAAW4/2NN6vgLFGwQ/s1600-h/IMG_2438.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8DxSTQdn4Ao/R7T4OCSRnpI/AAAAAAAAAW4/2NN6vgLFGwQ/s320/IMG_2438.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167027592516181650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6686391-8638381006617351340?l=linguistigeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/feeds/8638381006617351340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6686391&amp;postID=8638381006617351340&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/8638381006617351340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/8638381006617351340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/2008/02/stalintines-day-thoughts.html' title='Stalintine&apos;s Day thoughts.'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08722814462493131082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v174/linguistigeek/IMG_1582.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8DxSTQdn4Ao/R7TyjSSRnoI/AAAAAAAAAWw/9k5NpmtRXSI/s72-c/IMG_2586.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686391.post-5498926930847293965</id><published>2008-02-12T21:35:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T21:50:04.591-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my embarrassment'/><title type='text'>shameful?</title><content type='html'>I just saw a commercial for that Celine Dion special, and I have to admit something that I bet none of you ever thought I'd admit:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kind of love Celine Dion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, I don't sit at home and listen to her.  I don't even own any of her CDs (I bought a cassette of hers when I was in middle school, though - the one with "Where Does My Heart Beat Now?" on it...but I don't even know where it is, or have any means to play it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I love Celine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Bitch.can.&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;SANG&lt;/span&gt;.  She is always on.  It's hard to sing like that.  Not many people can.  As in not many people in the world.  I read that she recorded "My Heart Will Go On" in one take.  She just walked in and sang it and that's that.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  She doesn't care that she's really cheesy.  She knows it.  That's why she's popular.  That makes her awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  That chest pounding.  And those outfits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8DxSTQdn4Ao/R7JaOySRnmI/AAAAAAAAAWg/JPKY7GdOL10/s1600-h/celine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8DxSTQdn4Ao/R7JaOySRnmI/AAAAAAAAAWg/JPKY7GdOL10/s320/celine.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166290932610473570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could sing like that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6686391-5498926930847293965?l=linguistigeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/feeds/5498926930847293965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6686391&amp;postID=5498926930847293965&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/5498926930847293965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/5498926930847293965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/2008/02/shameful.html' title='shameful?'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08722814462493131082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v174/linguistigeek/IMG_1582.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8DxSTQdn4Ao/R7JaOySRnmI/AAAAAAAAAWg/JPKY7GdOL10/s72-c/celine.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686391.post-6232288985987713868</id><published>2008-02-06T23:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T23:22:51.781-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><title type='text'>best show ever.</title><content type='html'>I have a tv now.  in my bedroom!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight because of the snow I got home from work about an hour early, so I actually caught the end of American Idol, which was alright.  And then after American Idol came on Moment of Truth, which I hadn't heard of before, probably because I didn't have a tv before yesterday.  Anyhow, Moment of Truth is awesome (except for the lame drawn-out "drama" aspect, which seems inevitable these days on these game shows).  Umm...they just ask people who have already done extensive polygraph tests really really personal questions on television, and they win money if they tell the truth.  Some of the questions are lame, but some of them are hardcore.  Like this one guy was asked "Do you use money as an excuse to not propose to your girlfriend?" and it was awesome because:&lt;br /&gt;a)  he had to say "yes" to move on to the next question&lt;br /&gt;b) his gf was sitting about 5 feet away from him, giving him wicked stink-eye the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gold.&lt;br /&gt;Anyone else check it out?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This tv thing is pretty awesome.  I'm especially looking forward to watching Intervention EVERY SINGLE MONDAY NIGHT!  TWICE!!  I heart Jeff Van Vonderen.  I heart him so much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6686391-6232288985987713868?l=linguistigeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/feeds/6232288985987713868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6686391&amp;postID=6232288985987713868&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/6232288985987713868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/6232288985987713868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/2008/02/best-show-ever.html' title='best show ever.'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08722814462493131082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v174/linguistigeek/IMG_1582.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686391.post-3571273019842748936</id><published>2008-01-27T21:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T21:05:06.594-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='places I want to go'/><title type='text'>the happiest place on earth?</title><content type='html'>I want to go &lt;a href="http://www.picturebookart.org/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; so bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who's in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my hypothetical children shall sleep &lt;a href="http://www.picturebookart.org/Shop/Decor/Bedding_Sets/Very_Hungry_Caterpillar_Bed_Set/Toddler_Bed_Set"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.  I wish that came in grown up bed size...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6686391-3571273019842748936?l=linguistigeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/feeds/3571273019842748936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6686391&amp;postID=3571273019842748936&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/3571273019842748936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/3571273019842748936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/2008/01/happiest-place-on-earth.html' title='the happiest place on earth?'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08722814462493131082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v174/linguistigeek/IMG_1582.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686391.post-7146180161911434186</id><published>2008-01-24T20:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T20:20:08.972-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random junk'/><title type='text'>a list of crap!</title><content type='html'>It's been a while since I blogged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the rundown on the past week or so, since the Back the Future part 2 disappointment, in no particular order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  I spent the weekend in Windsor with the boy and the cat.  That was nice.  It was nice to be "home".  I put home in quotes there because, well, I don't live there, and I don't really even think of it as home at all....but it LOOKS like home because all my damn stuff lives there.  My couch.  My bed.  A lot of my books.  My toaster.  My pictures.  Stupid Windsor.  I can't wait until the end of April when I can have my boy, my cat and my stuff all back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  We went to the &lt;a href="http://www.dia.org/opening07.html"&gt;Detroit Institute of Arts&lt;/a&gt; on Saturday, which was fun.  I didn't know this until I got there, but they have Fuseli's &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The Nightmare&lt;/span&gt;, which has always been one of my favourite paintings, so I was glad to see it.  Here it is, if you're not familiar:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8DxSTQdn4Ao/R5k3VkCMLDI/AAAAAAAAAWY/j9qxEO1c30k/s1600-h/nightmare-L.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8DxSTQdn4Ao/R5k3VkCMLDI/AAAAAAAAAWY/j9qxEO1c30k/s320/nightmare-L.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159215691719257138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  A kid sneezed on me at storytime last week.  She just toddled up to me, and sneezed all over my arm.  That was nice.  It was the same kid who stands right in front of the books when I read them.  That kid is a total nightmare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  I had my first evaluation at work yesterday.  I didn't fail.  I still have a job. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Happy Birthday Sharon!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  My brother is getting married, so I have congratulate him and his new fiancee.  Congrats kids, you're all growed up now!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6686391-7146180161911434186?l=linguistigeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/feeds/7146180161911434186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6686391&amp;postID=7146180161911434186&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/7146180161911434186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/7146180161911434186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/2008/01/list-of-crap.html' title='a list of crap!'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08722814462493131082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v174/linguistigeek/IMG_1582.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8DxSTQdn4Ao/R5k3VkCMLDI/AAAAAAAAAWY/j9qxEO1c30k/s72-c/nightmare-L.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686391.post-4688842252577280376</id><published>2008-01-16T00:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T00:18:51.370-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grr'/><title type='text'>heartbreaking news!!!!!</title><content type='html'>So, my landlord has these burned DVDs.  I was browsing through them, and I saw that he has the Back to the Future Trilogy, which is fun.  So last night I watched Back to the Future part 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called the boy in the middle of watching it.  He answered the phone "hello" and I just shouted "One point twenty one gigawatts!!!" That was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I decided I would watch Back to the Future part 2.  So I put in the disc, and it turns out that it's actually Back to the Future part 3 on this disc and not Back to the Future part 2.  So I figured dude just labeled the discs wrong.  So I put the disc labeled Back to the Future part 3 in expecting the goodness of Back to the Future part 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess what it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BACK TO THE FUTURE PART 3!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody wants to watch part 3.  Part 3 is terrible.  Part 2 is so good!!  Part three is bunk!  BUNK!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urgh.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so disappointed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6686391-4688842252577280376?l=linguistigeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/feeds/4688842252577280376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6686391&amp;postID=4688842252577280376&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/4688842252577280376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/4688842252577280376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/2008/01/heartbreaking-news.html' title='heartbreaking news!!!!!'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08722814462493131082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v174/linguistigeek/IMG_1582.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686391.post-518592150590557392</id><published>2008-01-13T00:11:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T00:16:56.599-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shoes I can afford'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shoes I can&apos;t afford'/><title type='text'>they're not mouse shoes...</title><content type='html'>...but I was out last night, and I found these shoes for cheap at the Aldo outlet in the urban sprawl where I live...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8DxSTQdn4Ao/R4meBgcJn3I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/-rgfsZLjllo/s1600-h/Snapshot+2008-01-13+00-09-42.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8DxSTQdn4Ao/R4meBgcJn3I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/-rgfsZLjllo/s320/Snapshot+2008-01-13+00-09-42.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154824997227306866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; like the way they look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I wore them to work today, and they are sooooooooo painful.  I don't know if I have to break them in, or if they're just evil incarnate or what.  They're horrible.  But so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ack.&lt;br /&gt;I bet the mouse shoes wouldn't hurt my feet...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6686391-518592150590557392?l=linguistigeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/feeds/518592150590557392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6686391&amp;postID=518592150590557392&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/518592150590557392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/518592150590557392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/2008/01/theyre-not-mouse-shoes.html' title='they&apos;re not mouse shoes...'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08722814462493131082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v174/linguistigeek/IMG_1582.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8DxSTQdn4Ao/R4meBgcJn3I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/-rgfsZLjllo/s72-c/Snapshot+2008-01-13+00-09-42.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686391.post-7154902225132619422</id><published>2008-01-09T23:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T23:48:37.501-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Holy epic Batman!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8DxSTQdn4Ao/R4WgZgcJn2I/AAAAAAAAAWI/jFLgSCIBR9Q/s1600-h/20600678_XXL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8DxSTQdn4Ao/R4WgZgcJn2I/AAAAAAAAAWI/jFLgSCIBR9Q/s320/20600678_XXL.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153701708660580194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know Silverchair?  They're still around.  Surprised?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They released an album a while ago called &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Diorama&lt;/span&gt; that was really quite good, and quite a departure from their angsty teen years of Tomorrow and....well, that's the only big radio hit they ever had and that was in 1995 or something.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, just recently they released an album called &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Young Modern&lt;/span&gt; and it's fucking EPIC.  That's all I can say.  It's like....Danny Elfman + 1970s Elton John + Muse / the Eagles or something.  It's insane.  And it's good.  It's insanely orchestrated, and really complex and DENSE.  And, I don't know if what I compare them to makes any sense to any of you, but if it does I sincerely suggest you pick up a copy of &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Young Modern&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6686391-7154902225132619422?l=linguistigeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/feeds/7154902225132619422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6686391&amp;postID=7154902225132619422&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/7154902225132619422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/7154902225132619422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/2008/01/holy-epic-batman.html' title='Holy epic Batman!'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08722814462493131082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v174/linguistigeek/IMG_1582.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8DxSTQdn4Ao/R4WgZgcJn2I/AAAAAAAAAWI/jFLgSCIBR9Q/s72-c/20600678_XXL.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686391.post-5157411142654745102</id><published>2008-01-07T22:01:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T23:45:18.529-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random junk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lists'/><title type='text'>Goals for 2008.</title><content type='html'>Well, 2007 is over as I'm sure you all know.  What's funny is that I was living in 2008 like 3 months ago.  I would think about how old I was, and I would think "well, I'm 28 because it's 2008!" and I looked at something a little while back and its expiry date was Oct 2008 and I almost threw it away because &lt;i&gt;I thought that date was in the past&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I guess I should be welcoming you all to my 2008 because I've already been here for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I don't really do resolutions, but I do have a couple of goals that should be easy to keep:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)  Read books.  A lot of books.  All genres.  I know how to read, and I'm no longer burdened with school, so this should be easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)  Keep doing whatever I was doing before I turned into a pig at the holidays.  Now that I'm working full time, I find that my eating habits are much more regimented, which is good, because it doesn't really allow for snacking.  And I'm also much more active on a daily basis, so even with just the amount of time I spend on my feet at work (in heels much of the time!) combined with my walk to and from work, I'm doing pretty well.  I'm not going to be overambitious and say that I'll join the gym or something, but I do plan to start using the services of the community centre, because it's literally attached to the library, so it's almost stupid not to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)  See the boy at least once a month, ideally twice a month.  Herein lies more exercise as well.  A sexier kind of exercise...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)  Start yelling at people in this god forsaken town about idling their fucking cars.  It's disgusting.  And horribly unnecessary.  And I'm going to start making a stink about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's really about it I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's that questionnaire that everyone has done already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did you do in 2007 that you'd never done before?&lt;br /&gt;Got a master's degree.  Went to Italy.  Lived in sin with a boy.  Got a cat (my own cat). Got a job (a real job).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you keep your new years' resolutions, and will you make more for next year?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know.  I'm going to look back now and see if I made some.&lt;br /&gt;Ah, here they are, and I put after whether I kept them or not:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;1. Get the hell out of library school.&lt;/span&gt; CHECK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;2. Go somewhere extravagant.&lt;/span&gt; CHECK &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;3. Start listening to new bands again.&lt;/span&gt; Ummm,  Not so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;4. Start going to concerts again.&lt;/span&gt; Umm, went to a few.  I should go to more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;5. Get a job&lt;/span&gt;. CHECK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;6. Start living a real person's life.&lt;/span&gt; on the way to being CHECK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, not too shabby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did anyone close to you give birth?&lt;br /&gt;Not really close to me, no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did anyone close to you die?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What countries did you visit?&lt;br /&gt;The good old US of A.  France, Switzerland and Italy, too.  I was spoiled this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you like to have in 2008 that you lacked in 2007?&lt;br /&gt;sweet sweet cash money.  A residence that I stay in for more than a few months (I hate moving).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What date(s) from 2007 will remain etched upon your memory, and why?&lt;br /&gt;None, really.  Maybe November 20 because that dictates when all my benefits and stuff kick in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was your biggest achievement of the year?&lt;br /&gt;Finishing school, or getting a full-time, permanent librarian job on my second interview.  That was pretty cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was your biggest failure?&lt;br /&gt;Failure is so harsh.  Maybe not getting a job in Windsor?  But I mean...that actually probably worked out for the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you suffer any illness or injury?&lt;br /&gt;nothing too major.  A couple of colds, and the occasional brutal headache.  I can't really complain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was the best thing you bought?&lt;br /&gt;A Master's Degree?  My iPod is pretty cool, but...I'm still not really in love with it.  Maybe those patent red peep toe pumps.  They are so hot.  I can't wait until spring to wear them!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whose behavior merited celebration?&lt;br /&gt;Everyone I'm still friends with.  I'm only friends with people who merit celebration.&lt;br /&gt;Also the boy.  He puts up with me.  That also merits celebration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whose behavior made you appalled and depressed?&lt;br /&gt;Vaughan drivers.&lt;br /&gt;They are impatient - they'll turn literally an inch in front or behind you if you're crossing the street, they'll pull out in front of you really fast just so they can sit at the stoplight one fucking car length ahead of you.  They'll leave their Hummers idling in a wheelchair space while they go about their business.  I hate them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where did most of your money go?&lt;br /&gt;School.  Rent.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did you get really, really, really excited about?&lt;br /&gt;The trip this summer.  The recently passed holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What song will always remind you of 2007?&lt;br /&gt;I can't think of something.  It hasn't really been a big year for me and music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compared to this time last year, are you:&lt;br /&gt;happier or sadder? Happier, mostly.&lt;br /&gt;thinner or fatter? Probably about the same, unfortunately.&lt;br /&gt;richer or poorer? Richer, thank fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you wish you'd done more of?&lt;br /&gt;Reading.  Making money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you wish you'd done less of?&lt;br /&gt;Eating candy.  Not making money.  Not reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How will you be spending Christmas?&lt;br /&gt;Upcoming?  Probably the same as past...stuff with the fam, and the boy's fam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you fall in love in 2007?&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I see the boy, I fall in love all over again.&lt;br /&gt;Are you through barfing?  I'm not.&lt;br /&gt;BARF!!!&lt;br /&gt;I kind of fell in love with the stupid cat, I guess.  She's a monster, but she's my monster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many one-night stands?&lt;br /&gt;I'm not allowed.  Only when we're out of the country, and unfortunately we were both out of this country and in other countries together, so no cheating was allowed.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was your favorite TV program?&lt;br /&gt;I really got into American The Office this year, and 30 Rock.  That show is funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was the best book you read?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Scaredy Squirrel Makes a Friend &lt;/span&gt;by Melanie Watt, and I am so not kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was your greatest musical discovery?&lt;br /&gt;Man.  I gots nothing.  That's weak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did you want and get?&lt;br /&gt;George Foreman grills?  A job?  Lots of stuff, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did you want and not get?&lt;br /&gt;I hate the word "want".  It sounds so pathetic.  I mean, we want all this crap, and we don't need it.  Having said that, I want those damn mouse shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was your favorite film of this year?&lt;br /&gt;Probably &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Pan's Labyrinth&lt;/span&gt;.  I think it came out in 2006, but I saw it in 2007.  I saw it, and liked it, and then I saw it again, and liked it more.  And it makes me bawl like a baby every time I see it.  Man, it's a good movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did you do on your birthday, and how old were you?&lt;br /&gt;I turned 27 this year, and I spent the afternoon with the boy at the art gallery, and then hung out with some friends and had Indian buffet and it was tasty.  A very good birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What one thing would have made your year immeasurably more satisfying?&lt;br /&gt;No money woes.  Living about 3.5 hours closer to the boy?  I'd even settle for like....2.5 hrs closer....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How would you describe your personal fashion concept in 2007?&lt;br /&gt;student slob to mildly professional, although still ultimately a slob...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kept you sane?&lt;br /&gt;I'm going with the boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which celebrity/public figure did you fancy the most?&lt;br /&gt;Um, while I do read Perez Hilton and TMZ semi-religiously, I can't say that I have a 2007 celebrity crush.  I did watch the Island last night, and I can confirm that Ewan McGregor is still unbelievably hotttttt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What political issue stirred you the most?&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to get mad about a lot of stuff now that I wouldn't have been into a few years ago.  I think we need to do something about this global warming business.  Speaking of global warming, I suppose (as an answer to the previous question) I quite fancy Al Gore....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who did you miss?&lt;br /&gt;My Hamilton peeps when I'm not there.  And, obviously, the boy.  And Sasha!  Where the heck are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was the best new person you met?&lt;br /&gt;The people at work are all incredibly nice.  It would suck to go to work every day and hate the people there.  So I'm lucky on that front.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell us a valuable life lesson you learned in 2007:&lt;br /&gt;When Ma$e and P-Diddy said that mo' money brings mo' problems, I don't think they were really thinking about the problems that NO money brings....so my life lesson is that some money = many fewer problems.  That's maybe not a lesson...but whatever.  you want a lesson?&lt;br /&gt;I'm stealing this from despair.com - "There are no stupid questions, just a lot of inquisitive idiots."  Also not a lesson, but kind of awesome.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote a song lyric that sums up your year:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I have guided my bones&lt;br /&gt;through some voltage&lt;br /&gt;and loved them still&lt;br /&gt;and loved them too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;metallic carnage!&lt;br /&gt;feriocity!&lt;br /&gt;feel the speed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are the earth intruders&lt;br /&gt;we are the sharp shooters&lt;br /&gt;flock of parashooters&lt;br /&gt;necessary voodoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is turmoil out there&lt;br /&gt;carnage! rambling!&lt;br /&gt;what is to do but dig&lt;br /&gt;dig bones out of earth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mudgraves! timber!&lt;br /&gt;morbid trenches!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah.  exactly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6686391-5157411142654745102?l=linguistigeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/feeds/5157411142654745102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6686391&amp;postID=5157411142654745102&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/5157411142654745102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/5157411142654745102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/2008/01/goals-for-2008.html' title='Goals for 2008.'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08722814462493131082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v174/linguistigeek/IMG_1582.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686391.post-1455181802640892562</id><published>2008-01-06T18:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T18:05:23.980-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hmm'/><title type='text'>I need ebay advice</title><content type='html'>Do you think eBay is a good place to buy expensive shoes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want these shoes so badly.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8DxSTQdn4Ao/R4FeMwcJn1I/AAAAAAAAAWA/FN0idnVa8AM/s1600-h/mouseshoes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8DxSTQdn4Ao/R4FeMwcJn1I/AAAAAAAAAWA/FN0idnVa8AM/s320/mouseshoes.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152503021942972242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was reminded of how awesome they are during a conversation I had this weekend, and now I want them.  Bad.  I know they're excessive and ridiculous, but...they're awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't ever pay close to retail ($355), but...I want them.  Advice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will still do a year end/resolution post.  maybe later tonight.  Probably more likely to be tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6686391-1455181802640892562?l=linguistigeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/feeds/1455181802640892562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6686391&amp;postID=1455181802640892562&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/1455181802640892562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/1455181802640892562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-need-ebay-advice.html' title='I need ebay advice'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08722814462493131082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v174/linguistigeek/IMG_1582.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8DxSTQdn4Ao/R4FeMwcJn1I/AAAAAAAAAWA/FN0idnVa8AM/s72-c/mouseshoes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686391.post-1322515759292374358</id><published>2007-12-30T09:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T10:07:29.973-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random junk'/><title type='text'>Last Christmas I gave you my heart...</title><content type='html'>Yeah, so Christmas was almost a week ago, but that stupid Wham! song has been in my head for a week. GO AWAY WHAM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, my Christmas was pretty great this year.  It was the first year in about a million years that everything I got was pretty much a surprise, which was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a quick rundown -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santiago Calatrava, the Complete Works&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8DxSTQdn4Ao/R3es7QcJnzI/AAAAAAAAAVw/zuhb3kbIKjY/s1600-h/5113oLGAHvL._AA240_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8DxSTQdn4Ao/R3es7QcJnzI/AAAAAAAAAVw/zuhb3kbIKjY/s320/5113oLGAHvL._AA240_.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149774832946749234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is almost 500 pages of wicked niceness.  Too bad Calatrava isn't dead, so it won't be "complete" for very long.  Owning this book should give me a free pass to his actual complete works whenever he does die.  Don't die though, Santiago!  I like your buildings and structures and I hope you continue building them for a long time.  Just bequeath me $120 bucks so I can complete the collection...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;George Foreman grills!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8DxSTQdn4Ao/R3euSQcJn0I/AAAAAAAAAV4/ADE3V9HB2Jw/s1600-h/gfgG5.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8DxSTQdn4Ao/R3euSQcJn0I/AAAAAAAAAV4/ADE3V9HB2Jw/s320/gfgG5.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149776327595368258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually got two of these.  Well, I got one of the G5 ones, with the 5 grills, and also a regular one.  I am excited about having food with grill lines!  Anyone want/need a George Foreman?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other gifts include:&lt;br /&gt;-an argyle turtleneck that my mom picked out that's actually something that I would have picked out, which is pretty monumental for my mom.&lt;br /&gt;-a slow-cooker&lt;br /&gt;-8 L of wine in a box&lt;br /&gt;-many ornaments for my future tree&lt;br /&gt;-more books, including one about cats who make art that's making fun of cats and art, and one about a latke who won't stop screaming&lt;br /&gt;-some useful gift cards&lt;br /&gt;-a word puzzle calendar&lt;br /&gt;-a jacket and another sweater&lt;br /&gt;-a CD&lt;br /&gt;-mittens on a string!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a good Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and the thing that I bought for the boy that I thought he would hate was a bunch of domestic stuff from Mikasa.  There's a Mikasa outlet near my house in the Vaughan urban wasteland that was having a clearance on top of being an outlet, so I managed to get 8 pieces of matching dinnerware that I actually liked for about 85% off.  And a set of nice martini glasses.  And a matching sugar bowl and creamer.  And I gave them to the boy to defend buying them at Christmas time, even though I kind of bought them for myself.  And if you know boys, then you know it's a slippery slope thing buying them stuff like dinnerware because:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) dinnerware isn't fun&lt;br /&gt;2) dinnerware is domestic&lt;br /&gt;3) dinnerware instigates scary thoughts about the future&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatevs.  Who isn't going to buy dinnerware that's nice, and cheap?  That would have been stupid.  And, to my surprise, he actually liked it.  I think he liked it most because the boxes were big and heavy and it made him feel like he was getting tons of presents, which is &lt;i&gt;almost&lt;/i&gt; "fun".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay.  I need to wash my hair.  I got it cut yesterday.  It's very straight and posh-spice (while she was blonde)-esque.  It's all slept on and gross right now though, so it will be curly again soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I will do a goals for 2008 post sometime.  Not now though.  I refuse to do resolutions, because it's just stupid.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay.  I need shower and food and some pants.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6686391-1322515759292374358?l=linguistigeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/feeds/1322515759292374358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6686391&amp;postID=1322515759292374358&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/1322515759292374358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/1322515759292374358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/2007/12/last-christmas-i-gave-you-my-heart.html' title='Last Christmas I gave you my heart...'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08722814462493131082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v174/linguistigeek/IMG_1582.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8DxSTQdn4Ao/R3es7QcJnzI/AAAAAAAAAVw/zuhb3kbIKjY/s72-c/5113oLGAHvL._AA240_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686391.post-3971292581684992648</id><published>2007-12-25T06:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T06:56:00.099-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random junk'/><title type='text'>what am I?  7?</title><content type='html'>Here I am at 6:55 on Christmas morning, laying awake in bed.  I can't sleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weird.  I really should try to go back to sleep though....or else today is going to be looooooong and horribly tired for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, merry Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've already done some  presents with some people....and guess what I got.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you guess?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's crazy stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Craaaaaaaazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should link to last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Books are good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a librarian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas folks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6686391-3971292581684992648?l=linguistigeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/feeds/3971292581684992648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6686391&amp;postID=3971292581684992648&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/3971292581684992648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/3971292581684992648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/2007/12/what-am-i-7.html' title='what am I?  7?'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08722814462493131082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v174/linguistigeek/IMG_1582.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686391.post-2084596063777576389</id><published>2007-12-18T22:38:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T22:42:54.583-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ha ha'/><title type='text'>wtf!!??</title><content type='html'>I go to work, and then Jamie-Lynn Spears, Britney's also impossibly stupid 16-year old sister declares she's pregnant?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE this quote:&lt;br /&gt;On the subject of what message the sixteen year old Spears wants to send to other teens about premarital sex:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I definitely don’t think it’s something you should do; it’s better to wait,” she says. “But I can’t be judgmental because it’s a position I put myself in.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What. A. Moron.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow.&lt;br /&gt;I'm speechless.&lt;br /&gt;Those girls should both be tubally ligated, like RIGHT NOW.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6686391-2084596063777576389?l=linguistigeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/feeds/2084596063777576389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6686391&amp;postID=2084596063777576389&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/2084596063777576389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/2084596063777576389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/2007/12/wtf.html' title='wtf!!??'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08722814462493131082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v174/linguistigeek/IMG_1582.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686391.post-993301401582254297</id><published>2007-12-16T22:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T23:25:42.958-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random junk'/><title type='text'>Guess What?  Random junk!</title><content type='html'>1.  I unembedded the snowball fight game.  It was bugging me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  So, a couple weeks ago one of the other librarians asked if I would trade a Sunday shift with her.  Because I'm nice, I gave up my 3 day long weekend (Jan 5-7) and agreed.  It was VERY nice of me, because that is the last Sunday the boy will be in town before going back to Windsor, and I would have LOVED to have it off.  But I'm nice, and earning favours is also good.  So we switched, and so I got today off for that January Sunday.  However, you might have noticed a shitload of snow today.  So, the library was actually closed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So mastermind library lady who I switched with got today off, AND she'll get the 6th off, and I, like a chump, have to work on my three day long weekend.  Stupid weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  Messiah was sweeeeeeeet.  We were in row R, orchestra level, which is by far the best seating I've ever had at Roy Thompson Hall.  So I could see everything.  And thanks to good old &lt;a href="http://www.tsoundcheck.com/"&gt;tsoundcheck&lt;/a&gt; we got $70 seats for the sweet sweet price of $24.  The choir was huge and sounded awesome, the soloists were good and the conductor took everything at a very rapid pace, so it didn't even drag.  &lt;i&gt;And&lt;/i&gt; we made it there and back without encountering too much weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  The other day I went out to buy groceries, but I got distracted by the urban sprawl and ended up buying other things and not having enough arms left to get groceries.  So I'm running out of food.  I need to buy some food.  I think I will do that tomorrow, snow or no snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Six more days before I get to go home and feel like it's actually Christmas!  And I get to see my kitty cat.  Oh, and the boy.  5 more days of work!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  There's this hilarious kid who comes to my "todding to read" program.  She comes in and she sticks pretty closely to her grandma, and acts all shy-like, at first.  And then we start doing stories and songs....and soon enough she is always standing RIGHT in front of me (like inches away), blocking all the other poor children.  She does this every week.  And a baby in my "born to read" program crawled up to me and just leaned on my leg and sat there the other day.  He was so chill.  It was pretty funny.  Kids are smelly, for sure, but they're good for a laugh.  The boy says he has trouble picturing me hanging out with all these little kids and babies, singing ridiculous songs and blowing bubbles and stuff.  Maybe it is ridiculous.  I think I'm starting to embrace the irony of it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6686391-993301401582254297?l=linguistigeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/feeds/993301401582254297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6686391&amp;postID=993301401582254297&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/993301401582254297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/993301401582254297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/2007/12/guess-what-random-junk.html' title='Guess What?  Random junk!'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08722814462493131082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v174/linguistigeek/IMG_1582.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686391.post-87899791064205484</id><published>2007-12-15T08:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T08:17:01.881-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grr'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lists'/><title type='text'>today's to do list</title><content type='html'>1.  get out of bed&lt;br /&gt;2. shower so I don't stink&lt;br /&gt;3. go to f'ing work &lt;br /&gt;4.  stay awake&lt;br /&gt;5.  stop groaning miserably because I'd rather stay in bed lazily all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uuuuuuuurrrrgh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6686391-87899791064205484?l=linguistigeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/feeds/87899791064205484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6686391&amp;postID=87899791064205484&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/87899791064205484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/87899791064205484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/2007/12/todays-to-do-list.html' title='today&apos;s to do list'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08722814462493131082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v174/linguistigeek/IMG_1582.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686391.post-8408748412460466411</id><published>2007-12-13T21:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T22:11:27.890-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random junk'/><title type='text'>More random junk</title><content type='html'>1.  They don't sell Runts at Shopper's Drug Mart!  I just went there in the hopes of having some sweet pseudo-fruity goodness, and they don't have any.  NONE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They do have:&lt;br /&gt;-all kinds of chocolate (bars, bits, everything)&lt;br /&gt;-cherry blasters&lt;br /&gt;-fuzzy peaches&lt;br /&gt;-like-a-maid&lt;br /&gt;-wine gums&lt;br /&gt;-mentos&lt;br /&gt;-nerds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No Runts.  You know what I had to settle for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike and Ikes.  Not cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  I bought the boy a present that he will hate.  I can't go into details here because he sometimes reads this thing, but it's actually kind of awesome.  But he will definitely hate it, and maybe I will take a picture of him opening it because it should be priceless hilarity for everyone. (this is in addition to actual presents he will like, by the way)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  I'm about 98% done my Christmas shopping, and about 75% wrapped.  I'm actually 100% wrapped what I have here in the suburban wasteland, but some stuff got delivered to my parents' house.  That's much better than my normal stats for this time of year which are 0% done shopping, 0% wrapped and 100% shitting in my pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  The productivity is probably because the satellite is broken, so there's no tv watching for me.  Has anyone see A Christmas Story yet on tv?  I should just buy it.  Or else watch it for 24 hours straight on Christmas day on TBS.  I like the Wizard of Oz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  My brother bought my other brother this crazy board game called "A Christmas Story: The Game" and it is seriously the most complicated game in the history of games.  You know that game from that Friends episode where Joey is auditioning to be the host of a game show with all sorts of crazy complicated rules?  It's like that, only with weird Christmas Story stuff thrown in.  So complicated.  The trivia was kind of fun though.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.funtrivia.com/playquiz/quiz1589901235398.html"&gt;Here&lt;/a&gt; is a Christmas Story quiz I found online.  Do it!  I got 10/10!  Keep in mind, I have seen the movie probably 60 times.  In its entirety.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  I'm going to see Handel's Messiah on Saturday.  It's the TSO and the Toronto Mendelssohn Choir, and it should be pretty awesome.  wheeeeeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  My head hurts from eating too many Mike and Ikes.  I'm bitter.  This should be a Runts sugar headache.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6686391-8408748412460466411?l=linguistigeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/feeds/8408748412460466411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6686391&amp;postID=8408748412460466411&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/8408748412460466411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/8408748412460466411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/2007/12/more-random-junk.html' title='More random junk'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08722814462493131082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v174/linguistigeek/IMG_1582.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686391.post-4864187222716304869</id><published>2007-12-11T22:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T22:56:46.088-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='play this'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I heart'/><title type='text'>I heart this game.  It reminds me of 1999.</title><content type='html'>Play a not cut off version &lt;a href="http://snowball-fight.freeonlinegames.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6686391-4864187222716304869?l=linguistigeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/feeds/4864187222716304869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6686391&amp;postID=4864187222716304869&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/4864187222716304869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/4864187222716304869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-heart-this-game-it-reminds-me-of-1999.html' title='I heart this game.  It reminds me of 1999.'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08722814462493131082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v174/linguistigeek/IMG_1582.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686391.post-1648537012180539475</id><published>2007-12-11T00:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T00:33:32.484-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grr'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random junk'/><title type='text'>wistful thinking and random junk</title><content type='html'>the boy and I used to complain that living an 8 minute drive away from each other kind of sucked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then we lived no minutes away from each other.  That was nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so how's being 4 hours away from each other?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;much shittier.  Stupid Windsor.  Stupid Vaughan!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a happier note, I think I'm done my Christmas shopping, save a few small things.  And I just spent a pretty godawful amount of time wrapping.  And I finally unpacked my things.  So I guess I officially live here now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The washing machine spin cycle is kind of messed, and as a result it took like 3 hours for my towel to dry...in the dryer.  That seems excessive, no?  Maybe the landlord will be quick to fix that so that he doesn't have to pay 5 grillion dollars a month for hydro.  Lucky for him I'm much too lazy to do laundry all that often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of the landlord, I think he was using a couple of the margarine containers for storage.  However, there are still 3 or 4 containers in there....containing margarine.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty sure he's drinking my Diet Pepsi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he never sleeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;Dude is really nice....but clearly some kind of psycho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And his ringtone is that "You're way too beautiful girl, that's why it will never work, you have me suicidal, suicidal, when you say it's over" song so it is CONSTANTLY in my head.  ALL. THE. FUCKING. TIME.  Always.  ALWAYS.  It has me suicidal, suicidal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of taking my own life, I'm going to go watch &lt;i&gt;The Pianist&lt;/i&gt;.  Great movie...but if nobody hears from me in the next day or two, you might want to call the authorities....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6686391-1648537012180539475?l=linguistigeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/feeds/1648537012180539475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6686391&amp;postID=1648537012180539475&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/1648537012180539475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/1648537012180539475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/2007/12/wistful-thinking-and-random-junk.html' title='wistful thinking and random junk'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08722814462493131082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v174/linguistigeek/IMG_1582.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686391.post-2690053511863613841</id><published>2007-12-08T12:34:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T12:41:19.066-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shoes I can&apos;t afford'/><title type='text'>wicked shoes</title><content type='html'>I kind of think &lt;a href="http://canada.zappos.com/n/p/p/7324349/c/103068.html"&gt;these&lt;/a&gt; are the perfect shoes for a children's librarian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except for the price of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe they have them at the Holt Renfrew outlet.  I'm going there today.  Wheeeeeeeee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6686391-2690053511863613841?l=linguistigeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/feeds/2690053511863613841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6686391&amp;postID=2690053511863613841&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/2690053511863613841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/2690053511863613841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/2007/12/wicked-shoes.html' title='wicked shoes'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08722814462493131082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v174/linguistigeek/IMG_1582.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686391.post-6505007482130320241</id><published>2007-12-04T11:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T11:13:30.727-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random junk'/><title type='text'>signs of the apocalypse</title><content type='html'>1.  The Margarine thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  The first thing I ate this morning: Runts.  Tasty, but definitely not breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  Prices at the physical HMV store are &lt;i&gt;better&lt;/i&gt; than on Amazon.  Significantly better.  Good thing I live a 5 minute walk from an HMV here in my suburban wasteland, or I might be mad that I had to go to a mall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  Toys R Us's &lt;i&gt;Imaginarium&lt;/i&gt;.  It's their fancy word for where learny stuff goes.  Kind of nutty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  I scored a 140 point word in computer Scrabble yesterday.  It was "enduring" and it went through two triple word scores and it was awesome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6686391-6505007482130320241?l=linguistigeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/feeds/6505007482130320241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6686391&amp;postID=6505007482130320241&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/6505007482130320241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/6505007482130320241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/2007/12/signs-of-apocalypse.html' title='signs of the apocalypse'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08722814462493131082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v174/linguistigeek/IMG_1582.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686391.post-8320475037609185674</id><published>2007-12-02T14:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T14:46:52.946-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hmm'/><title type='text'>ummmm...</title><content type='html'>My landord has six containers (various brands and sizes) of margarine in the fridge, and little else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot fathom why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ideas?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6686391-8320475037609185674?l=linguistigeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/feeds/8320475037609185674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6686391&amp;postID=8320475037609185674&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/8320475037609185674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/8320475037609185674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/2007/12/ummmm.html' title='ummmm...'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08722814462493131082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v174/linguistigeek/IMG_1582.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686391.post-4353999000544456942</id><published>2007-11-28T11:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T11:51:23.226-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my kitty cat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random junk'/><title type='text'>is my cat less cute?</title><content type='html'>She doesn't seem to be winning as much as before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kittenwar.com/kittens/136755/"&gt;Stupid cat.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She must be up against some super cute cat right now, that's the only explanation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love looking at that picture of her.  If you've ever tried to take a picture of a cat/dog/animal you know that they're usually blurry because they won't sit the fuck still.  So she's actually &lt;i&gt;posing&lt;/i&gt; in that position.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my kitty.  Paul says she's being nice now - I think she's afraid that I left because she's bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't miss the 4 am wake up calls though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need food.&lt;br /&gt;Talk later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6686391-4353999000544456942?l=linguistigeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/feeds/4353999000544456942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6686391&amp;postID=4353999000544456942&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/4353999000544456942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/4353999000544456942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/2007/11/is-my-cat-less-cute.html' title='is my cat less cute?'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08722814462493131082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v174/linguistigeek/IMG_1582.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686391.post-3026546726117743889</id><published>2007-11-26T22:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T23:02:42.654-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vaughan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lists'/><title type='text'>I live in Vaughan.</title><content type='html'>1. It's insane up here.  Picture urban sprawl in your head.  Multiply what you see by 10000.  That's where I live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The job is hectic, and stands to remain so for a long time.  I don't have much to say workwise, so I'm going to leave it at that for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I went to Vaughan Mills Mall today for the first time.  It was pretty freaking big.  And they have a Holt Renfrew outlet, and it was pretty awesome.  And I might have bought an amazing pair of shoes.  I tried to find a picture of them on the internets, but I couldn't find the exact pair.  I'll tell you that they're red patent leather, open toed, smokin' hot high heels that might kill me when I wear them, but I will look amazing when I go.  They're hot.  HOTTTTT.  And they were on sale.  Did I mention they're red?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. So Vaughan Mills is gross, but also kind of awesome.  Awesome in the literal sense, and maybe also a little in the figurative sense.  I don't know.  Those shoes are pretty smokin'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I live like 10 minutes from Canada's Wonderland.  They're building a huge ass roller coaster for next season that goes up like a grillion feet and moves at about 2 grillion km/h.  It's going to be hardcore.  If anyone wants to take a trip there when it reopens in the spring, look me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I've been playing lots of computer Scrabble, and it's so awesome.  Although, I've been playing against "Champion" level computer opponents, and they pretty much get seven letter words every other play.  So I lose a lot.  I've been learning lots though, so next time anyone wants to play, prepare for a &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;SERIOUS&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (bolded AND italicized) ass whooping.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6686391-3026546726117743889?l=linguistigeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/feeds/3026546726117743889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6686391&amp;postID=3026546726117743889&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/3026546726117743889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/3026546726117743889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-live-in-vaughan.html' title='I live in Vaughan.'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08722814462493131082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v174/linguistigeek/IMG_1582.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686391.post-1846918640528214535</id><published>2007-11-22T22:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T22:12:49.703-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hmm'/><title type='text'>my beef with air freshener.</title><content type='html'>Air freshener is stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I smell air freshener when I go into a bathroom then I KNOW the person who used it last dropped a steaming pile.  It's not hiding anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would rather smell poop than poop combined with gross air freshener.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are we so afraid to admit we took a shit?&lt;br /&gt;Come on folks, &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.ca/Everyone-Poops-Taro-Gomi/dp/192913214X/ref=pd_bbs_1?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books&amp;qid=1195787412&amp;sr=8-1"&gt;embrace it&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6686391-1846918640528214535?l=linguistigeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/feeds/1846918640528214535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6686391&amp;postID=1846918640528214535&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/1846918640528214535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/1846918640528214535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/2007/11/my-beef-with-air-freshener.html' title='my beef with air freshener.'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08722814462493131082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v174/linguistigeek/IMG_1582.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686391.post-3348884080385511902</id><published>2007-11-15T09:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T10:05:30.154-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>music is my king-sized bed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.reuters.com/article/lifestyleMolt/idUSN1360608420071114"&gt;This&lt;/a&gt; article talks about a study that shows that 83% of people earning over $150,000 have some kind of musical education.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although, it would be WAY more interesting (in my life) if 83% of people with a music education made $150,000 or higher.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you get a trombone player off your porch?&lt;br /&gt;Pay him for the pizza!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a semi-non sequitur, here are a couple other &lt;i&gt;hilarious&lt;/i&gt; musician jokes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did the vocalist stand on the porch for so long?&lt;br /&gt;She couldn't find the key and didn't know when to come in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many vocalists does it take to sing "Summertime"? &lt;br /&gt;All of them, apparently.&lt;br /&gt;(I'm partial to making fun of jazz vocalists...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a bass player joke.  Bass players are kind of funny.  It's hard to explain unless you know one, or sleep next to one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Johnny decided that he wanted to learn how to play the double bass, so he started taking lessons on Wednesday nights.  After his first lesson, his mom asked him what he learned.&lt;br /&gt;"Tonight I learned the E string."&lt;br /&gt;The next week he went to his lesson again, and when he got home his mom asked him what he learned.&lt;br /&gt;"Tonight I learned the A string."&lt;br /&gt;The next week Johnny went out, but didn't get home until very late.  He smelled of booze and cigarettes, and his mom was confused.  She asked him where he had been all this time.&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, I had a gig."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ha ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul said he told this joke to one of his classes and they didn't get it.  I don't know if the student teacher should be telling jokes about booze and cigarettes....or bass players.... *shudder*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6686391-3348884080385511902?l=linguistigeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/feeds/3348884080385511902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6686391&amp;postID=3348884080385511902&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/3348884080385511902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/3348884080385511902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/2007/11/music-is-my-king-sized-bed.html' title='music is my king-sized bed'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08722814462493131082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v174/linguistigeek/IMG_1582.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686391.post-8534628205549811804</id><published>2007-11-13T12:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T12:09:03.068-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grr'/><title type='text'>Always...</title><content type='html'>"Have a happy period!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's a pretty lame slogan.&lt;br /&gt;Sounds like something a man must have written.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6686391-8534628205549811804?l=linguistigeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/feeds/8534628205549811804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6686391&amp;postID=8534628205549811804&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/8534628205549811804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/8534628205549811804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/2007/11/always.html' title='Always...'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08722814462493131082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v174/linguistigeek/IMG_1582.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686391.post-4390797120695374686</id><published>2007-11-12T19:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T19:46:33.654-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hmm'/><title type='text'>a morality question?</title><content type='html'>If you buy someone a DVD for Christmas, is it really wrong to open it and watch it before you give it to them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know technically it &lt;i&gt;is&lt;/i&gt; wrong, but...if you know the person really wouldn't care, does that make it less bad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't done anything bad yet, but I'm thinking pretty hard about it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;need input.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6686391-4390797120695374686?l=linguistigeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/feeds/4390797120695374686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6686391&amp;postID=4390797120695374686&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/4390797120695374686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/4390797120695374686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/2007/11/morality-question.html' title='a morality question?'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08722814462493131082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v174/linguistigeek/IMG_1582.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686391.post-2429045718705015570</id><published>2007-11-08T11:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T11:48:22.877-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='play this'/><title type='text'>O M GEEEEEEE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.addictinggames.com/crazyladybugs.html?r=user_posted_link'  style='color:#2e4b82;'&gt;&lt;img src='http://www.dkimages.com/discover/previews/739/176576.JPG' width='50' height='50' align='left' style='float:left; border:2px solid #006; margin-right:5px;'&gt;&lt;b style='display:block; padding-top:18px;'&gt;Crazy Ladybugs&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br clear='all'&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ummm.  Yeah.  I don't know if this the the greatest game I've ever played or if I'd rather go jab pointy things in my eyes and ears....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ummm.  yeah.  you decide.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6686391-2429045718705015570?l=linguistigeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/feeds/2429045718705015570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6686391&amp;postID=2429045718705015570&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/2429045718705015570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/2429045718705015570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/2007/11/o-m-geeeeeee.html' title='O M GEEEEEEE!'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08722814462493131082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v174/linguistigeek/IMG_1582.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686391.post-5004134728498276315</id><published>2007-11-06T11:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T11:36:43.063-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random junk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lists'/><title type='text'>me and my lists</title><content type='html'>1.  If Winners still has the boots, I'm going to buy them.  I've had my eyes on them for a while, and...they're &lt;i&gt;very&lt;/i&gt; cheap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  &lt;a href="http://www.hm.com/ca/"&gt;H&amp;M&lt;/a&gt; just called me about work that I applied for over 2 months ago.  Way to be on top of it H&amp;M.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  I don't need H&amp;M's job, because I'm Ansley Grove Library's new Youth Services Librarian.  It's for Vaughan Public Library, but it's actually in Woodbridge.  It's up in north Toronto's suburban wasteland, right near Vaughan Mills Mall and Canada's Wonderland.  I start in two weeks, and...well, that's about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it for now.  I've been browsing all the expensive books on Amazon that I feel I've earned the right to look at because I will have a paycheck sometime in the near-ish future....but my brain keeps ruining it for me because I won't have disposable income for a loooooooong time.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um, yeah.  I'm out.  Cat's having her daily 90 seconds of cute.  I should take advantage befor she gets all mean again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6686391-5004134728498276315?l=linguistigeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/feeds/5004134728498276315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6686391&amp;postID=5004134728498276315&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/5004134728498276315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/5004134728498276315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/2007/11/me-and-my-lists.html' title='me and my lists'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08722814462493131082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v174/linguistigeek/IMG_1582.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686391.post-8128927871899420618</id><published>2007-11-05T13:39:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T13:42:55.218-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hmm'/><title type='text'>Am I too old for these?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8DxSTQdn4Ao/Ry9j6p0PMGI/AAAAAAAAAVI/X_3FCAvUNIE/s1600-h/1857.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8DxSTQdn4Ao/Ry9j6p0PMGI/AAAAAAAAAVI/X_3FCAvUNIE/s320/1857.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129428359906799714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're currently on sale at Winners for a very reasonable price.&lt;br /&gt;I think I will be walking to work a lot....AT MY NEW JOB. AS A LIBRARIAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, I'll have to explain more later.  Right now.  Shoes.  yay or nay?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6686391-8128927871899420618?l=linguistigeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/feeds/8128927871899420618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6686391&amp;postID=8128927871899420618&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/8128927871899420618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/8128927871899420618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/2007/11/am-i-too-old-for-these.html' title='Am I too old for these?'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08722814462493131082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v174/linguistigeek/IMG_1582.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8DxSTQdn4Ao/Ry9j6p0PMGI/AAAAAAAAAVI/X_3FCAvUNIE/s72-c/1857.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686391.post-7872965417906646397</id><published>2007-11-04T11:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T11:54:27.551-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hmm'/><title type='text'>a very small change to the blog...</title><content type='html'>anyone notice?&lt;br /&gt;Details on it to come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6686391-7872965417906646397?l=linguistigeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/feeds/7872965417906646397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6686391&amp;postID=7872965417906646397&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/7872965417906646397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6686391/posts/default/7872965417906646397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguistigeek.blogspot.com/2007/11/very-small-change-to-blog.html' title='a very small change to the blog...'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08722814462493131082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v174/linguistigeek/IMG_1582.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
