<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3386895</id><updated>2009-01-14T23:28:38.298-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Her Realm</title><subtitle type='html'>Blog of a 20-something, gothically inclined American female transplanted to Japan. Topics range from website design and maintenance to sex to politics to news to music to military the humdrum of everyday living.</subtitle><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3386895/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7and1.net/index.shtml'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3386895/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7and1.net/blog.xml'/><author><name>Cole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03698809826359542273</uri><email>cole@7and1.net</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>78</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3386895.post-1367060418936021276</id><published>2009-01-10T19:28:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T19:33:07.080-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekly Wrapup!</title><summary type='text'>In the past week have you had anything break? Unfortunately, quite a few things have broken: the pull chain on the light/fan fixture, our car alarm went off randomly and somehow we sprung a leak from the water heater/pipes which is in our floors and wall!

What was the reason (rough treatment, old age/worn out, inexplicable breaking)? The pull chain might have been us being rough but I have no </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3386895/1367060418936021276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3386895&amp;postID=1367060418936021276&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3386895/posts/default/1367060418936021276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3386895/posts/default/1367060418936021276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7and1.net/2009/01/weekly-wrapup.php' title='Weekly Wrapup!'/><author><name>Cole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03698809826359542273</uri><email>cole@7and1.net</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3386895.post-7302789946903125531</id><published>2009-01-09T16:23:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T17:13:57.107-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cole Learns a Life Lesson</title><summary type='text'>AKA We have an ice maker

Apparently, there is an ice maker in the freezer. In hindsight, that explains what the big boxy thing is. However, it had been turned off since we moved in and there was no tray beneath it so I never gave it much thought. Plus, I've never had an ice maker so how should I know? 

Well, we must have bumped the lever which turns it on when we were putting away groceries </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3386895/7302789946903125531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3386895&amp;postID=7302789946903125531&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3386895/posts/default/7302789946903125531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3386895/posts/default/7302789946903125531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7and1.net/2009/01/cole-learns-life-lesson.php' title='Cole Learns a Life Lesson'/><author><name>Cole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03698809826359542273</uri><email>cole@7and1.net</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3386895.post-5849445083452886075</id><published>2009-01-05T17:22:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T17:40:24.860-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Tale of Two Kitties</title><summary type='text'> P1011204, originally uploaded by Cole on 4 Jan '09, 9.57pm CST PST.    Phantom and Goliath
Well, Puck had a name change to Goliath because I just wasn't sure Puck fit. I am not totally feeling Goliath yet, either so I just call him Little One. I wasn't so sure about him at first, mostly because it was a quick decision and Ryan picked him out - funny that the non-cat person picked out both of our</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3386895/5849445083452886075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3386895&amp;postID=5849445083452886075&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3386895/posts/default/5849445083452886075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3386895/posts/default/5849445083452886075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7and1.net/2009/01/p1011204.php' title='A Tale of Two Kitties'/><author><name>Cole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03698809826359542273</uri><email>cole@7and1.net</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3386895.post-3929069539183217865</id><published>2009-01-03T06:27:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T06:27:59.123-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess What?</title><summary type='text'>We got a second cat. A black one, male, about 3 months old. Adorable. I think we're calling him Puck (like the trickster). 

And happy New Year!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3386895/3929069539183217865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3386895&amp;postID=3929069539183217865&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3386895/posts/default/3929069539183217865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3386895/posts/default/3929069539183217865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7and1.net/2009/01/guess-what.php' title='Guess What?'/><author><name>Cole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03698809826359542273</uri><email>cole@7and1.net</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3386895.post-8972762679048124014</id><published>2008-12-30T18:45:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T20:02:42.003-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Music Meme, If It's All the Same</title><summary type='text'>Elyse, that gosh darned devil, tagged me. So here you have it:

1) List five of your favorite bands/artists.
2) Choose three songs from each band/artist.
3) If you can find a link to listen to the song at Last.fm or YouTube, post it!
4) Tag five people.

Pat Benatar (an oldie but goodie)
Heartbreaker - YoutubePromises In the Dark - YoutubeWe Belong - YoutubeLove is a Battlefield - YoutubeThe </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3386895/8972762679048124014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3386895&amp;postID=8972762679048124014&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3386895/posts/default/8972762679048124014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3386895/posts/default/8972762679048124014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7and1.net/2008/12/music-meme-if-its-all-same.php' title='A Music Meme, If It&apos;s All the Same'/><author><name>Cole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03698809826359542273</uri><email>cole@7and1.net</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3386895.post-5244575630439551964</id><published>2008-12-28T05:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T05:40:17.090-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bleh</title><summary type='text'>I tihnk I am coming down with something. Ryan came back (and is still) sick from Nevada and he must have given me whatever it is. MY throat has felt really strange the last couple days. It doesn't quite hurt but it's sensitive, like I ate something which scratched it (but I didn't). My nos has also been runny and we're almost out of tissues. Oh noes!

How did you all make out for Christmas?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3386895/5244575630439551964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3386895&amp;postID=5244575630439551964&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3386895/posts/default/5244575630439551964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3386895/posts/default/5244575630439551964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7and1.net/2008/12/bleh.php' title='Bleh'/><author><name>Cole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03698809826359542273</uri><email>cole@7and1.net</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3386895.post-7491635176163696999</id><published>2008-12-25T16:54:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T17:02:08.157-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The truth is..</title><summary type='text'>I love Christmas. I love music and while I prefer the classics like "Winter Wonderland" and "White Christmas" performed in their classic way by almost anyone (Elvis, Reba, Alan Jackson, and Eurythmics are a few I love), I also love newer jingles and artists like Sarah Mclachlan, Trans-Siberian Orchestra and Shedaisy who put their own original spin on them. Of  course, I love to sing along.

I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3386895/7491635176163696999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3386895&amp;postID=7491635176163696999&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3386895/posts/default/7491635176163696999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3386895/posts/default/7491635176163696999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7and1.net/2008/12/truth-is.php' title='The truth is..'/><author><name>Cole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03698809826359542273</uri><email>cole@7and1.net</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3386895.post-2840080275060327014</id><published>2008-12-24T15:32:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T15:32:50.909-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Holidays!</title><summary type='text'>I'd just like to wish everyone a happy and safe holiday!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3386895/2840080275060327014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3386895&amp;postID=2840080275060327014&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3386895/posts/default/2840080275060327014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3386895/posts/default/2840080275060327014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7and1.net/2008/12/happy-holidays.php' title='Happy Holidays!'/><author><name>Cole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03698809826359542273</uri><email>cole@7and1.net</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3386895.post-1633976822743685121</id><published>2008-12-20T17:40:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T17:56:16.126-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Kitty cats and Backed up Sinks</title><summary type='text'>So, I fished washing the dishes yesterday and noticed the sink seemed a bit clogged and tried to run the garbage disposal but nothing happened. I then noticed that when running down one side of the sink, the other backed up and vice versa. I called the office who sent a request into maintenance and we left to see The Day the Earth Stood Still and take Phantom to PetSmart.

Upon returning, we saw </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3386895/1633976822743685121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3386895&amp;postID=1633976822743685121&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3386895/posts/default/1633976822743685121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3386895/posts/default/1633976822743685121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7and1.net/2008/12/kitty-cats-and-backed-up-sinks.php' title='Kitty cats and Backed up Sinks'/><author><name>Cole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03698809826359542273</uri><email>cole@7and1.net</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3386895.post-7262205331669694458</id><published>2008-12-15T12:10:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T12:14:08.344-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleep is for the weak</title><summary type='text'>Actually, I disagree. I love to sleep. I would rather get lots of good sleep than socialize, sometimes. However, sometimes I just sleep because I feel like there's no reason to get up which is a bit depressing. 

Because I don't have many commitments, my sleep schedule is well, not very routine at all. Especially as of late. I pretty much wake up whenever and stay up until I'm dead tired. When </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3386895/7262205331669694458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3386895&amp;postID=7262205331669694458&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3386895/posts/default/7262205331669694458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3386895/posts/default/7262205331669694458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7and1.net/2008/12/sleep-is-for-weak.php' title='Sleep is for the weak'/><author><name>Cole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03698809826359542273</uri><email>cole@7and1.net</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3386895.post-7096273211646112708</id><published>2008-12-13T23:30:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T23:41:53.019-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Things You Love to Hate</title><summary type='text'>In my case it's technology and, sometimes, my kitty Phantom. 

Not too long ago I asked for ideas for keeping him out of places and one response was to use double sided tape. Apparently cats don't like the feeling of it on their paws and if you put it over the entrance to a place you want to keep them out of, it should help. Well, I went to the extreme when I used some double sided tape; I put a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3386895/7096273211646112708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3386895&amp;postID=7096273211646112708&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3386895/posts/default/7096273211646112708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3386895/posts/default/7096273211646112708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7and1.net/2008/12/things-you-love-to-hate.php' title='The Things You Love to Hate'/><author><name>Cole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03698809826359542273</uri><email>cole@7and1.net</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3386895.post-8298508454227899914</id><published>2008-12-07T19:52:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T19:57:10.414-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I Do Stuff</title><summary type='text'>Life since we moved to San Antonio has been quiet. Well, that's not looking at the whole story. Life since I've lived with Ryan has been quiet. This is not always a bad thing, although sometimes it does get lonely. I certainly miss my friends and family. So, when I was in Wausau, I made sure to see them and I even got to get out of the house a few times.

For example, Wendy I took Samantha with </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3386895/8298508454227899914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3386895&amp;postID=8298508454227899914&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3386895/posts/default/8298508454227899914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3386895/posts/default/8298508454227899914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7and1.net/2008/12/i-do-stuff.php' title='I Do Stuff'/><author><name>Cole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03698809826359542273</uri><email>cole@7and1.net</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3386895.post-6002038597559222627</id><published>2008-12-04T16:01:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T16:26:15.320-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Here I Am</title><summary type='text'>Back home. I awoke yesterday long before the sun would be up after too few hours of sleep. Not to mention late. I had enough time to hop in the shower, pack up the rest of my things and we were off to the airport. Samantha's coat and snow pants were pulled over her fuzzy Spongebob pajamas and during the course of the ride, she dozed a bit and held onto my arm the whole time.

It was only 9 days </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3386895/6002038597559222627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3386895&amp;postID=6002038597559222627&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3386895/posts/default/6002038597559222627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3386895/posts/default/6002038597559222627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7and1.net/2008/12/here-i-am.php' title='Here I Am'/><author><name>Cole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03698809826359542273</uri><email>cole@7and1.net</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3386895.post-1652347758806580731</id><published>2008-12-01T10:11:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T10:27:15.994-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Another World</title><summary type='text'>Airports are like different universes. It's as though someone grabbed a part of some parallel universe which is similar but not-quite-the-same and dropped it into the middle of our universe. Voila! An airport! Although airports are always under construction, it seems, I don't believe they were ever constructed in the first place. 

Time seems to be simultaneously faster and slower. It takes so </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3386895/1652347758806580731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3386895&amp;postID=1652347758806580731&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3386895/posts/default/1652347758806580731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3386895/posts/default/1652347758806580731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7and1.net/2008/12/another-world.php' title='Another World'/><author><name>Cole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03698809826359542273</uri><email>cole@7and1.net</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3386895.post-7252982411005417622</id><published>2008-11-23T17:50:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T17:50:34.654-06:00</updated><title type='text'>People Are Rude</title><summary type='text'>Today I went to do laundry and some woman has 6 out of the 8 washers full. EXCUSE ME? To make matter worse, she had them in random machines so I had to open them all to find which ones were empty and some of them only have a handful of items in them. So I put my one load in, go back for another..

Then when I go to put everything in the dryers, they're ALL taken. Now, if I was using 2 and she was</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3386895/7252982411005417622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3386895&amp;postID=7252982411005417622&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3386895/posts/default/7252982411005417622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3386895/posts/default/7252982411005417622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7and1.net/2008/11/people-are-rude.php' title='People Are Rude'/><author><name>Cole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03698809826359542273</uri><email>cole@7and1.net</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3386895.post-7979934793212566315</id><published>2008-11-20T00:09:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T00:12:07.621-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking forward to next week</title><summary type='text'>I cannot believe on Monday I'll be in Wausau. I get to see my friends and family, of course, and mom's new house and new SUV. I'll probably be shown off to my sister's teachers, get some bourbon chicken and go out (as long as someone pays my way. Hehe) I can't wait (except for the being apart from Ryan and coming home after he is already gone part).</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3386895/7979934793212566315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3386895&amp;postID=7979934793212566315&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3386895/posts/default/7979934793212566315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3386895/posts/default/7979934793212566315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7and1.net/2008/11/looking-forward-to-next-week.php' title='Looking forward to next week'/><author><name>Cole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03698809826359542273</uri><email>cole@7and1.net</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3386895.post-5892869331958133885</id><published>2008-11-17T20:41:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T20:53:48.654-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cole the Handyman</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday seemed like a good day. We headed to a shopping center and hit up Pier 1, Lowe's, Linens and Things and Barnes and Noble. We finally purchased a mirror I had been wanting for the living room and happened to find a modular shelving set at linens and things which was on sale because they're going out of business. We both added some books to our collections and we finally got brackets to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3386895/5892869331958133885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3386895&amp;postID=5892869331958133885&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3386895/posts/default/5892869331958133885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3386895/posts/default/5892869331958133885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7and1.net/2008/11/cole-handyman.php' title='Cole the Handyman'/><author><name>Cole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03698809826359542273</uri><email>cole@7and1.net</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3386895.post-2904900534565660460</id><published>2008-11-14T15:51:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T15:54:34.010-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Whos' got a big mouth?</title><summary type='text'>Well, our AC is back. Called the office and maintenance came over a few hours later. As it turns out, someone sort of unplugged it outside. I mean, how the hell does that happen?

Aside from that, I have been blogging a lot. Although I haven't signed up for National Blog Posting Month, I have posted every day this month except once. Of course, this is across all of my blogs (I am counting 4 here)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3386895/2904900534565660460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3386895&amp;postID=2904900534565660460&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3386895/posts/default/2904900534565660460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3386895/posts/default/2904900534565660460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7and1.net/2008/11/whos-got-big-mouth.php' title='Whos&apos; got a big mouth?'/><author><name>Cole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03698809826359542273</uri><email>cole@7and1.net</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3386895.post-6437391836579549369</id><published>2008-11-12T00:38:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T00:44:21.818-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's November? Are you sure?</title><summary type='text'>Man, I don't know what's going on. For the past few days, the AC has been really shitty. Yesterday was very humid as well. We replaced the filter today, sometihng which was badly need because the old one was pitch black and hadn't been changed in God knows how long, but it doesn't seem to have really helped. So tomorrow I get to call maintenance again. Ugh. 

It would have been nice if they had </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3386895/6437391836579549369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3386895&amp;postID=6437391836579549369&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3386895/posts/default/6437391836579549369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3386895/posts/default/6437391836579549369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7and1.net/2008/11/its-november-are-you-sure.php' title='It&apos;s November? Are you sure?'/><author><name>Cole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03698809826359542273</uri><email>cole@7and1.net</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3386895.post-3319119471117397975</id><published>2008-11-10T12:02:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T12:06:23.881-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Not just for envy, my dears</title><summary type='text'>A while ago I posted about how it's not easy being green and I still agree. However, there are some small things which can be done which are easy to add to your daily routine and a little goes a long way. What's more is, most of those little things are related to even bigger steps we can all take to support the environment.

In light of this, I added a new page of things you can do to live a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3386895/3319119471117397975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3386895&amp;postID=3319119471117397975&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3386895/posts/default/3319119471117397975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3386895/posts/default/3319119471117397975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7and1.net/2008/11/not-just-for-envy-my-dears.php' title='Not just for envy, my dears'/><author><name>Cole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03698809826359542273</uri><email>cole@7and1.net</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3386895.post-907963507119369179</id><published>2008-11-08T14:19:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T14:21:54.828-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pick Me!</title><summary type='text'>There's a really cool contest going on over at An Island Review and you can win a gift basket containing the new (and yummy looking!) check mix bars! Of course, there's also a few other nifty items which go along with the turtle (flavour) theme like chocolate candles. Yum!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3386895/907963507119369179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3386895&amp;postID=907963507119369179&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3386895/posts/default/907963507119369179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3386895/posts/default/907963507119369179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7and1.net/2008/11/pick-me.php' title='Pick Me!'/><author><name>Cole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03698809826359542273</uri><email>cole@7and1.net</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3386895.post-5030164301508129593</id><published>2008-11-05T19:45:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T20:09:14.750-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ode to Twitter</title><summary type='text'>Oh Twitter, how I love thee
if at first I was not sure
it was because I did not know
exactly what you were

Dear twitter now that I know
I will never wonder
how are my blogging friends
or my pals from down under

The beauty of twitter, you see
is having the easiest way way
for those who mean the most to me
to keep me up to date

Now when I see new tweets
I think it's pretty sweet
Because my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3386895/5030164301508129593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3386895&amp;postID=5030164301508129593&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3386895/posts/default/5030164301508129593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3386895/posts/default/5030164301508129593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7and1.net/2008/11/ode-to-twitter.php' title='Ode to Twitter'/><author><name>Cole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03698809826359542273</uri><email>cole@7and1.net</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3386895.post-497380062128411132</id><published>2008-11-04T15:53:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T15:58:45.814-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Most Wonderful Time of the Year</title><summary type='text'>I cannot believe it is already November 4th and today is voting day. Of course, I do not get to go to the polls because a) I can't vote here but more importantly b) I already voted. I don't get any shiny stickers. Boohoo. Nevertheless, I hope the rest of you get out there and vote. A president doesn't need to win by a landslide, he just needs to win by 1 vote. Some of the most recent elections </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3386895/497380062128411132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3386895&amp;postID=497380062128411132&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3386895/posts/default/497380062128411132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3386895/posts/default/497380062128411132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7and1.net/2008/11/most-wonderful-time-of-year.php' title='The Most Wonderful Time of the Year'/><author><name>Cole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03698809826359542273</uri><email>cole@7and1.net</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3386895.post-1715656997673525487</id><published>2008-10-31T16:47:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T17:01:10.927-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Legend of the Seeker</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday I was on the computer, half heartedly listening to the TV in the background when a trailer started to play. As I listened to the female character, I thought "What a rip off of the Sword of Truth books." As it turns out, it's not a rip off. It's a television adaptation of those books under the title Legend of the Seeker and it starts tomorrow. As soon I realized that, it gave me shivers!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3386895/1715656997673525487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3386895&amp;postID=1715656997673525487&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3386895/posts/default/1715656997673525487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3386895/posts/default/1715656997673525487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7and1.net/2008/10/legend-of-seeker.php' title='Legend of the Seeker'/><author><name>Cole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03698809826359542273</uri><email>cole@7and1.net</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3386895.post-1795506174736205198</id><published>2008-10-30T20:36:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T21:06:36.732-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hurry Up and Wait</title><summary type='text'>I recently filled out an application toward the college program I want to take - Funeral Service - as well as FAFSA. However, it doesn't seem like I'll really qualify for any financial aid because of how much Ryan made last year which, mostly, seems to be due to the living allowance he got for being overseas which shouldn't count in my opinion. Really, it exists to provide an equivalent style of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3386895/1795506174736205198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3386895&amp;postID=1795506174736205198&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3386895/posts/default/1795506174736205198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3386895/posts/default/1795506174736205198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7and1.net/2008/10/hurry-up-and-wait.php' title='Hurry Up and Wait'/><author><name>Cole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03698809826359542273</uri><email>cole@7and1.net</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
