<?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-3561618</id><updated>2012-02-11T20:00:53.874-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What the hell?</title><subtitle type='html'>It started with a trip, but then ...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200910398361900027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>960</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561618.post-520243306749550506</id><published>2007-07-11T21:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T21:49:04.782-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I want to lounge all day long</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/feeds/520243306749550506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561618&amp;postID=520243306749550506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/520243306749550506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/520243306749550506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-want-to-lounge-all-day-long.html' title='I want to lounge all day long'/><author><name>irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200910398361900027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QwLH646_n5Q/RpWIemTOGvI/AAAAAAAAAAc/gcWv4_ATVgQ/s72-c/irene+sunbathing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561618.post-1761957940491837442</id><published>2007-07-11T21:43:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T21:45:00.794-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Boobies, boobies, boobies!</title><summary type='text'> I have them. I didn't realize when I bought the dress they were there. (One should always wear a bra while in the fitting. I don;t know what i was thinking.) Oy, vay.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/feeds/1761957940491837442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561618&amp;postID=1761957940491837442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/1761957940491837442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/1761957940491837442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/2007/07/boobies-boobies-boobies.html' title='Boobies, boobies, boobies!'/><author><name>irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200910398361900027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QwLH646_n5Q/RpWHXGTOGuI/AAAAAAAAAAU/RoRzSyKwYfE/s72-c/Sicily.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561618.post-2763395218050983927</id><published>2007-07-11T21:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T21:43:11.526-04:00</updated><title type='text'>For good measure</title><summary type='text'>Who remembers this?Huh, huh?It's at least two years old. I'm thinking 2004.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/feeds/2763395218050983927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561618&amp;postID=2763395218050983927' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/2763395218050983927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/2763395218050983927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/2007/07/round-two.html' title='For good measure'/><author><name>irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200910398361900027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QwLH646_n5Q/RpWG32TOGtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/zp3z6XhUXh4/s72-c/AlisonGrilling.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561618.post-2081208011596274736</id><published>2007-07-11T21:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T21:22:51.975-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Reason to blog</title><summary type='text'>Pictures!I forgot that's why I wanted a cell phone with a camera so much!To the right you'll see the sun rising over New Jersey from our Pt. Pleasant Beach house. (the polka dot towel is from work).I also just posted pictures of the kitty.Wheee!A place to vent free from judgment (except for the crew who I jiggle their elbow to have a look:)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/feeds/2081208011596274736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561618&amp;postID=2081208011596274736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/2081208011596274736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/2081208011596274736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/2007/07/reason-to-blog.html' title='Reason to blog'/><author><name>irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200910398361900027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561618.post-113253552215744557</id><published>2005-11-20T20:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T20:12:02.173-05:00</updated><title type='text'>and we have internet!</title><summary type='text'>it's back!(I haven't quite figured out how to turn the sound on the pc yet).but hey - the computer is back.tahnk god.(who can live w/o the internet?)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/feeds/113253552215744557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561618&amp;postID=113253552215744557' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/113253552215744557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/113253552215744557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/2005/11/and-we-have-internet.html' title='and we have internet!'/><author><name>irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200910398361900027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561618.post-112882423004829700</id><published>2005-10-08T22:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T22:17:10.050-04:00</updated><title type='text'>ooo, Troy</title><summary type='text'>I'm going to watch some muscles and violence.I would have preferred romance, but On Demand is failing me. I just watcehed -- oo oo~ Didn't realize there was some Orland Bloom involved. It's getting beter already. Sorry, I had a point. A few in fact.  I watched the thinner of the Fienne brothers with Heather Graham in a thriller type movie on Oxygen, called Killing Me Softly. so this machine of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/feeds/112882423004829700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561618&amp;postID=112882423004829700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/112882423004829700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/112882423004829700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/2005/10/ooo-troy.html' title='ooo, Troy'/><author><name>irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200910398361900027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561618.post-112882353779768526</id><published>2005-10-08T22:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T22:05:37.803-04:00</updated><title type='text'>slumber party for one</title><summary type='text'>today was originally slotted for a field trip to great adventure. i thought the back up plan involved a day time activity, but it kind of sizzled along wiht the rain. and so when called at 6 ish I was loathe to leave my apartment. today is the kind of day that having a car would have been good. there's no way i wanted to fight the commute fight to visit anyone. any now that it's 10 pm and i'm </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/feeds/112882353779768526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561618&amp;postID=112882353779768526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/112882353779768526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/112882353779768526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/2005/10/slumber-party-for-one.html' title='slumber party for one'/><author><name>irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200910398361900027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561618.post-112838998451438494</id><published>2005-10-03T21:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T21:39:44.520-04:00</updated><title type='text'>it's only monday</title><summary type='text'>how the heck does that happen?i'm ready for a vacation. any vacation. just not work. i'm burnt. i never really did the summer. just weekends.bleh.but, i'm too poor with the new budget of gym.but with weight watchers, it seems to be flying off. 3 weeks, and 13 pounds. i think that's fabulous. my fat pants fit again:)yipee.ok. back to las vegas. (the show). i enjoy watching me some josh duhamel. (</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/feeds/112838998451438494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561618&amp;postID=112838998451438494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/112838998451438494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/112838998451438494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/2005/10/its-only-monday.html' title='it&apos;s only monday'/><author><name>irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200910398361900027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561618.post-112674780693495249</id><published>2005-09-14T21:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T21:30:06.936-04:00</updated><title type='text'>ha! tennis balls</title><summary type='text'>I way over estimated my morning dose of cottage cheese.I may not have gone over my target as initially calculated. I wonder if WW will let me revise my daily input.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/feeds/112674780693495249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561618&amp;postID=112674780693495249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/112674780693495249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/112674780693495249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/2005/09/ha-tennis-balls.html' title='ha! tennis balls'/><author><name>irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200910398361900027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561618.post-112674752715476857</id><published>2005-09-14T21:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T21:25:27.160-04:00</updated><title type='text'>itchy eyes</title><summary type='text'>don't know why, but i must have rubbed kitty/catness into them. and now i'm blinking. bleh.  the cats are sleepy since i fed them OTC junkish food. Purina, I'm sure, can't be that good for them. But they do like it. ANd so, I brought home a peace offering. Which remindes me, I need to buy another cat carrier. They're too big to fit together in the one that I do have. Hmm.And so folks - Irene went</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/feeds/112674752715476857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561618&amp;postID=112674752715476857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/112674752715476857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/112674752715476857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/2005/09/itchy-eyes.html' title='itchy eyes'/><author><name>irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200910398361900027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561618.post-112622412262364475</id><published>2005-09-08T19:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T20:02:02.630-04:00</updated><title type='text'>if you have kids</title><summary type='text'>you can claim a parental excuse to not have to workif you don"t _ then there isn"t a reason_ i"m irked_ and if you"re wondering why my punctuation is all screwy i BLAME THE keyboard_ i thought it was only the period key that wasn't working. OH! OH! there it is . whatever bad thing I did (and no, it wasn't the caps key- I checked) is gone. phew. i just had to tell alison i'm working late tuesday. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/feeds/112622412262364475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561618&amp;postID=112622412262364475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/112622412262364475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/112622412262364475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/2005/09/if-you-have-kids.html' title='if you have kids'/><author><name>irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200910398361900027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561618.post-112596687236338106</id><published>2005-09-05T20:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T20:34:32.370-04:00</updated><title type='text'>cats are so good for you</title><summary type='text'>they keep me entertained. and don't get visibly annoyed when i over pet.watching Dateline is making me sad. (Why shouldn't it?) They just showed a bit on animals that tread water for 5 hours. In their cages. Cats included. We're so luck it hurts.This is one reason why hanging out with my aunt and parents was a good thing. THere's always something to be done, so less time to sit and watch the tv. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/feeds/112596687236338106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561618&amp;postID=112596687236338106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/112596687236338106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/112596687236338106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/2005/09/cats-are-so-good-for-you.html' title='cats are so good for you'/><author><name>irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200910398361900027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561618.post-112596299924293072</id><published>2005-09-05T19:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T19:29:59.250-04:00</updated><title type='text'>blogging</title><summary type='text'>i'm going to use a different vendor's blogging utility at work. as part of my job. and it seems to be better than sliced bread. ok, slight exageration, but still. we're not very technology forward (sometimes).enough about that. i did not work this weekend. i enjoyed the sun and birds (without an iota of stress). well, after i paid my bills there was no stress. I am now poor until i deposit a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/feeds/112596299924293072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561618&amp;postID=112596299924293072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/112596299924293072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/112596299924293072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/2005/09/blogging.html' title='blogging'/><author><name>irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200910398361900027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561618.post-112563381190913981</id><published>2005-09-02T00:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T00:03:31.916-04:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm home</title><summary type='text'>and it's a big deal to be able to say that. as much as i am frustrated by being a renter, i do live on the 5th floor of a building. assuming we don't ever experience a tsunmai on the east coast, I should be able to make it through a stormy wet night.i just watched cnn report that the first bus has been turned away from the houston dome. what do you do?like a retard, it didn't occur to me how many</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/feeds/112563381190913981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561618&amp;postID=112563381190913981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/112563381190913981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/112563381190913981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/2005/09/im-home.html' title='i&apos;m home'/><author><name>irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200910398361900027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561618.post-112526738201240171</id><published>2005-08-28T18:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T18:20:32.100-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Day After Tomorrow</title><summary type='text'>So my Dad and Marcial (visiting cousin from Kansas) watched this movie last night, and are convinced Katrina is related to global warning. They didn't laugh as I thought they would, when I told them Alison's idea for keeping a dingy. (An idea made in gest.) The Dad was thinking he might need one. Oy.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/feeds/112526738201240171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561618&amp;postID=112526738201240171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/112526738201240171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/112526738201240171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/2005/08/day-after-tomorrow.html' title='The Day After Tomorrow'/><author><name>irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200910398361900027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561618.post-112526672310911615</id><published>2005-08-28T17:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T18:12:24.370-04:00</updated><title type='text'>for the record, i don't want any part of me cryogenically preserved</title><summary type='text'>Any why, does anyone know, did they decide to remove Ted's head in the first place? Did he put it in his will? (Ugh. I hope his family had nothing to do with it.)Aug 25, 2005 15:48 ET'Death Mask' of Baseball Star's Severed Head Featured in ExhibitTed Williams' Life or Death Controversy ResurrectedNEW YORK, Aug. 25 /PRNewswire/ -- What would be the ultimate prize for a big-game collector of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/feeds/112526672310911615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561618&amp;postID=112526672310911615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/112526672310911615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/112526672310911615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/2005/08/for-record-i-dont-want-any-part-of-me.html' title='for the record, i don&apos;t want any part of me cryogenically preserved'/><author><name>irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200910398361900027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561618.post-112508311862389043</id><published>2005-08-26T15:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T15:05:18.630-04:00</updated><title type='text'>how come the ny area never gets the cheapy car rental rates?</title><summary type='text'>it's $19 in san diego per day this weekend for some rental company. and 92.99 a DAY in the NYC area.i don't want to own a car, nor do I want to pay thru the nose for a car. and then there is gas on top of that. if i had rented a zip car early enough, i could have paid the $65 daily summer rate...but there are only $85 cars left. i am forced to schlept it out to long islandon LIRR&gt;I hate the LIRR&gt;</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/feeds/112508311862389043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561618&amp;postID=112508311862389043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/112508311862389043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/112508311862389043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/2005/08/how-come-ny-area-never-gets-cheapy-car.html' title='how come the ny area never gets the cheapy car rental rates?'/><author><name>irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200910398361900027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561618.post-112465068210778019</id><published>2005-08-21T14:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-21T14:58:02.113-04:00</updated><title type='text'>on demand</title><summary type='text'>i shouldn't be telling anyone this, but i watch approximately 7 hours of Six Feet Under between last night and this morningi haven't been watching since I lived with the heathens on the other side of sunnyside. i cried and cried so much i had to break out the kleenex. my cats clustered at my feet. i don't think they knew what to do.i'm going to buy some drano. i wasted saturdya, and aof course, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/feeds/112465068210778019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561618&amp;postID=112465068210778019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/112465068210778019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/112465068210778019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/2005/08/on-demand.html' title='on demand'/><author><name>irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200910398361900027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561618.post-112450227807144762</id><published>2005-08-19T21:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T21:44:38.076-04:00</updated><title type='text'>the prince and me</title><summary type='text'>is a horrible (horrible) movie. and when i came home tonight, it was on (as one of my stored favorite channels i came across this masterpiece)it's awful. (anddrrrrdrdre at a level worse than a hillary rduff film). I hope that I ont' fall in love with you (squirt, squirt) has to beone of the cheesiest scenes in allege on screen romance.there is this big footdr (ok, size 8 or 9) girl rdancing </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/feeds/112450227807144762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561618&amp;postID=112450227807144762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/112450227807144762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/112450227807144762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/2005/08/prince-and-me.html' title='the prince and me'/><author><name>irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200910398361900027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561618.post-112373000636615452</id><published>2005-08-10T23:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T23:13:26.373-04:00</updated><title type='text'>wow</title><summary type='text'>that worked.i 'm readxy for bed.fun night.um...shame.e.eek.(i know)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/feeds/112373000636615452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561618&amp;postID=112373000636615452' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/112373000636615452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/112373000636615452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/2005/08/wow.html' title='wow'/><author><name>irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200910398361900027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561618.post-112366855525913441</id><published>2005-08-10T06:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T06:09:15.266-04:00</updated><title type='text'>i set my alarm for 7.30</title><summary type='text'>and yet my body decided that 5.30am was a more opportune time.i refuse to be prductive at this hour. i'm hoping i can nap my way back to sleep. the itchniness factor from my mosquito bites is distracting, so 'm not holdin gout much hope. i briefly entertained cleaning but tosseed that. instead i looked thru the august sale flyer from fortunoff while watching the discovery health channel.my wheal </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/feeds/112366855525913441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561618&amp;postID=112366855525913441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/112366855525913441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/112366855525913441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-set-my-alarm-for-730.html' title='i set my alarm for 7.30'/><author><name>irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200910398361900027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561618.post-112347395097745719</id><published>2005-08-07T23:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T00:05:50.983-04:00</updated><title type='text'>oh</title><summary type='text'>I'm very sad Peter Jennings has passed. I just turned on the television to grab 10 minutes of news and had to hit re-dial to tell my mom.didn't he just publically release the news that he had cancer? i don't know, but i feel like having had him in my living room over the years made him part of - something. i'm babbling. thankfully the effects of the relafen I took earlier have worn off.(oof).</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/feeds/112347395097745719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561618&amp;postID=112347395097745719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/112347395097745719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/112347395097745719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/2005/08/oh.html' title='oh'/><author><name>irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200910398361900027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561618.post-112321652487160938</id><published>2005-08-05T00:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-05T00:35:24.876-04:00</updated><title type='text'>what am i going to do tomorrow night?</title><summary type='text'>m cousin and his (very nice) wife want to go somewhere after work tomorrow.brain is blank.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/feeds/112321652487160938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561618&amp;postID=112321652487160938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/112321652487160938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/112321652487160938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/2005/08/what-am-i-going-to-do-tomorrow-night.html' title='what am i going to do tomorrow night?'/><author><name>irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200910398361900027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561618.post-112311770197722049</id><published>2005-08-03T21:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T21:08:21.986-04:00</updated><title type='text'>confessional</title><summary type='text'>like a moth drawn to a dim lightbulb, i enjoy Bravo's Blow Out(I am in love with having cable again.)sigh.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/feeds/112311770197722049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561618&amp;postID=112311770197722049' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/112311770197722049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/112311770197722049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/2005/08/confessional.html' title='confessional'/><author><name>irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200910398361900027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561618.post-112215180178385819</id><published>2005-07-23T16:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-23T16:50:03.950-04:00</updated><title type='text'>there goes my nap</title><summary type='text'>i thought i saw a girl from high school on the style network (I was right) and am now envious that the road less travelled has proved fruitful for her. Don't get me wrong - it's awsome she's got such a variety of jobs that bring in income. I'm just bored with myself. I wonder what happened to my creative streak?want bio page from modern girl's guide to life jessicazaino.com</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/feeds/112215180178385819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561618&amp;postID=112215180178385819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/112215180178385819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/112215180178385819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/2005/07/there-goes-my-nap.html' title='there goes my nap'/><author><name>irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200910398361900027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561618.post-112200311751502352</id><published>2005-07-21T23:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T23:31:57.516-04:00</updated><title type='text'>bummer</title><summary type='text'>i didn't win the lottery on July 9:(</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/feeds/112200311751502352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561618&amp;postID=112200311751502352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/112200311751502352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/112200311751502352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/2005/07/bummer.html' title='bummer'/><author><name>irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200910398361900027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561618.post-112200261589853460</id><published>2005-07-21T23:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T23:23:35.906-04:00</updated><title type='text'>i don't care how much it costs</title><summary type='text'>it's too hot in the living room. I can't wait for the GEAGW12AH to arrive. It sounds blessed.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/feeds/112200261589853460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561618&amp;postID=112200261589853460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/112200261589853460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/112200261589853460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-dont-care-how-much-it-costs.html' title='i don&apos;t care how much it costs'/><author><name>irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200910398361900027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561618.post-112200148074158005</id><published>2005-07-21T22:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T23:04:40.746-04:00</updated><title type='text'>viewing options</title><summary type='text'>Ok, so I'll tell you what not to watch...Discovery HOME Double Agents. Egads, I just spent a half hour with an annoying couple (Pam &amp; JOhn) shopping for their first home. (They're getting married blah blah.) What they would never consider is high-end in the NYC metro area. Geesuz. Ooo! OO! THe Daily Show. (I am loving having cable TV)I started the night off wrestling with a myriad of cables. I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/feeds/112200148074158005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561618&amp;postID=112200148074158005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/112200148074158005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/112200148074158005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/2005/07/viewing-options.html' title='viewing options'/><author><name>irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200910398361900027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561618.post-112182097924381928</id><published>2005-07-19T20:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T20:56:19.243-04:00</updated><title type='text'>daylight savings</title><summary type='text'>anyone else get a chuckle out of the latest from our government?what genius ideas do they have? (that will muck up international travel, raising the cost of travel?)As a step to save energy, Congress appears poised to extend U.S. daylight-saving time for two months, starting it earlier, on the first Sunday in March, and ending it later, on the last Sunday of November.doesn't sound like a big deal</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/feeds/112182097924381928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561618&amp;postID=112182097924381928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/112182097924381928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/112182097924381928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/2005/07/daylight-savings.html' title='daylight savings'/><author><name>irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200910398361900027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561618.post-112182037821862075</id><published>2005-07-19T20:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T20:46:18.226-04:00</updated><title type='text'>it's hot</title><summary type='text'>anyone else feel like they're melting to the sidewalk?so for fun, and my satisfaction level at the office, i've been waking up around 3-4 am every day. then (oh it gets better) I get sleepy around 6pm. right before my alarm goes off (give or take a little). i, being the intelligent one, promptly turn the alarm off....only rising to make a mad dash to the office. (it's hot enough that only wearing</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/feeds/112182037821862075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561618&amp;postID=112182037821862075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/112182037821862075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/112182037821862075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/2005/07/its-hot.html' title='it&apos;s hot'/><author><name>irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200910398361900027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561618.post-112159826554260324</id><published>2005-07-17T07:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-17T07:04:25.543-04:00</updated><title type='text'>even more interesting</title><summary type='text'>she was let go b/c of her posting. why share with an employer (her boss!) that she has blog...and then proceed to complain about work. AND bringing a laptop to work under the guise of filling out graduate school essays is one thing, posting blog entries is another.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/feeds/112159826554260324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561618&amp;postID=112159826554260324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/112159826554260324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/112159826554260324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/2005/07/even-more-interesting.html' title='even more interesting'/><author><name>irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200910398361900027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561618.post-112159768454642119</id><published>2005-07-17T06:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-17T06:54:44.553-04:00</updated><title type='text'>if only my life were this interesting</title><summary type='text'>a 26-year-old former teacher with excellent references, liked to touch her breasts while reading The New Yorker and often woke her lovers in the night by biting them. She took sleeping pills, joked about offbeat erotic fantasies involving Tucker Carlson and determined she'd had more female sexual partners than her boyfriend.I don't have a nanny (or kids) but got a kick out of the lead in to the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/feeds/112159768454642119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561618&amp;postID=112159768454642119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/112159768454642119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/112159768454642119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/2005/07/if-only-my-life-were-this-interesting.html' title='if only my life were this interesting'/><author><name>irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200910398361900027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561618.post-112130943284317051</id><published>2005-07-13T22:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T22:50:32.850-04:00</updated><title type='text'>sporadic coverage</title><summary type='text'>after spending entirely too long learning the difference between PC Analog and PC Digital modes on my TV, I've finally turned my computer on. (Well, been able to see what is on the monitor/screen).Oy.On the plus side, I've just installed software for my free printer (once my rebate arrives), wireless keyboard and mouse, and my old canon camera.I'm loathe to turn the damn thing off.  Oh, great. i </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/feeds/112130943284317051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561618&amp;postID=112130943284317051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/112130943284317051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/112130943284317051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/2005/07/sporadic-coverage.html' title='sporadic coverage'/><author><name>irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200910398361900027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561618.post-112113331920811109</id><published>2005-07-11T21:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-11T21:55:19.213-04:00</updated><title type='text'>it has a remote!!!</title><summary type='text'>NO really. AND, I test drove the recorder, and it's awesome.I have no other adjectives available at this time, thank you.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/feeds/112113331920811109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561618&amp;postID=112113331920811109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/112113331920811109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/112113331920811109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/2005/07/it-has-remote.html' title='it has a remote!!!'/><author><name>irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200910398361900027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561618.post-112112787374672842</id><published>2005-07-11T20:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-11T20:24:33.753-04:00</updated><title type='text'>it's a good thing the cable man is coming saturday</title><summary type='text'>with the schwanky new computer, I've unfortunately lost the food network, history channel, pbs, bbc, etc.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/feeds/112112787374672842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561618&amp;postID=112112787374672842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/112112787374672842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/112112787374672842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/2005/07/its-good-thing-cable-man-is-coming.html' title='it&apos;s a good thing the cable man is coming saturday'/><author><name>irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200910398361900027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561618.post-111919848015422370</id><published>2005-06-19T12:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-19T12:28:00.160-04:00</updated><title type='text'>that's rich</title><summary type='text'>I couldn't log into Yahoo mail, so I sent off a note to their customer support. I know my login credentials. They recognize my userID but not my password. To reset it I'm asked a "challenge question". What is your anniversary?What? Of when I found an apartment? Job? (I tried my birthday and that didn't work either.) Erg.I then tried to login to Hotjobs, as that required my Yahoo account </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/feeds/111919848015422370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561618&amp;postID=111919848015422370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/111919848015422370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/111919848015422370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/2005/06/thats-rich.html' title='that&apos;s rich'/><author><name>irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200910398361900027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561618.post-111431319294265935</id><published>2005-04-23T22:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-23T23:31:25.720-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm insane</title><summary type='text'>brit who bought property very north in finland and rents it out was very smart and started a business above the articI've rented places. It's expensive to rent. Or let. Finally, some logic in the throws of the internet. Search on "rat race" and "buying an apartment" and I found a woman to my own heart. she's being tight with her money, and left NY for a little while...moved back and now is buying</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/feeds/111431319294265935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561618&amp;postID=111431319294265935' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/111431319294265935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/111431319294265935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/2005/04/im-insane.html' title='I&apos;m insane'/><author><name>irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200910398361900027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561618.post-111431056351089075</id><published>2005-04-23T22:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-23T22:42:43.510-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweden</title><summary type='text'>Work like a dog for a few years, socking it away. Buy a city home for 125K. (no really)read thisarg.or a villa in Spain read this..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/feeds/111431056351089075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561618&amp;postID=111431056351089075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/111431056351089075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/111431056351089075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/2005/04/sweden.html' title='Sweden'/><author><name>irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200910398361900027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561618.post-111430944006702391</id><published>2005-04-23T21:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-23T22:24:00.070-04:00</updated><title type='text'>real estate</title><summary type='text'>so in planning my goals for the next year, i wanted to have some idea how financially strict to be if i ever hope to own property in my thirties. depressing, but you know, I dared to look on craigslist. there was actually a 1 BR condo 2 streets over in an ok building, with an honest to goodness dining nook in addition to the kitchen and living room...that was posted at 145K and is now listed at </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/feeds/111430944006702391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561618&amp;postID=111430944006702391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/111430944006702391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/111430944006702391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/2005/04/real-estate.html' title='real estate'/><author><name>irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200910398361900027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561618.post-111429399838779437</id><published>2005-04-23T18:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-23T18:06:38.386-04:00</updated><title type='text'>OR - there's laguardia</title><summary type='text'>flights are way cheaper, and it's part of the way back to Philly. Parking at the airport is not ideal, but there are other options. Hmm.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/feeds/111429399838779437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561618&amp;postID=111429399838779437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/111429399838779437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/111429399838779437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/2005/04/or-theres-laguardia.html' title='OR - there&apos;s laguardia'/><author><name>irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200910398361900027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561618.post-111429103238677004</id><published>2005-04-23T17:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-23T17:57:37.910-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Memorial Day Weekend</title><summary type='text'>Travelocity has this awesome feature on their search that allows you to select nearby airports. I now know that there are 4 airports besides the main Atlanta hub to consider:Athens, GA - Athens (AHN)  37 mi SE  Atlanta, GA - Atlanta Hartsfield International Airport (ATL)  57 mi SW  Chattanooga, TN - Chattanooga Lovell Field Airport (CHA)  94 mi NW  Greenville/Spartanburg, SC - Greenville/</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/feeds/111429103238677004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561618&amp;postID=111429103238677004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/111429103238677004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/111429103238677004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/2005/04/memorial-day-weekend.html' title='Memorial Day Weekend'/><author><name>irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200910398361900027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561618.post-111428163589703282</id><published>2005-04-23T14:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-23T14:44:07.306-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Moooo</title><summary type='text'>Ok, last one for a bit. Check out Moosejaw Mountaineering. They have some rather endearing marketing techniques.From "Today's Comment":April 23, 2005 I have to go to the girl’s parent’s house later today to help unload a dresser. If I could go do it right now I’d be fine but the fact that I have to do it later ruins the entire day. If I was sick I’d still have to do it so I decided not to fake </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/feeds/111428163589703282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561618&amp;postID=111428163589703282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/111428163589703282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/111428163589703282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/2005/04/moooo.html' title='Moooo'/><author><name>irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200910398361900027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561618.post-111427958582847490</id><published>2005-04-23T14:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-23T14:52:21.396-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Marriages of Convenience</title><summary type='text'>My brother disagreed on the possibility of a part-time marriage ever working. I thought that legions of disillusioned urbanites would be amenable to marrying a soldier. Particularly those that ship out 1/2 the year. And that the success rate of soldiers who married women they met near their bases in crappy bars was destined to, well, suck. And that times are a changing and women would not </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/feeds/111427958582847490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561618&amp;postID=111427958582847490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/111427958582847490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/111427958582847490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/2005/04/marriages-of-convenience.html' title='Marriages of Convenience'/><author><name>irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200910398361900027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561618.post-111425467555737289</id><published>2005-04-23T07:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-23T07:13:34.526-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Peace Keeper Bag</title><summary type='text'>Alison, this bag  has your name all over it. noted on core77. the use of brass knuckles as the handle is brilliant.  a link to view ze purse</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/feeds/111425467555737289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561618&amp;postID=111425467555737289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/111425467555737289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/111425467555737289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/2005/04/peace-keeper-bag.html' title='Peace Keeper Bag'/><author><name>irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200910398361900027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561618.post-111425440267831773</id><published>2005-04-23T06:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-23T07:06:42.680-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Spanx</title><summary type='text'>In my quest to accomplish little to nothing yesterday, I eagerly looked forward to Oprah. (Come on, I'm getting a cold and recovering from a trip)And then i saw them:Spanx Pants The uber pant.Craving.Waiting for next pay cycle. (And I just bought the most awesome casual hiking pants by a brand named Quest at Dick's Sporting Goods. Not having much luck finding a reference to them online. Weird. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/feeds/111425440267831773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561618&amp;postID=111425440267831773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/111425440267831773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/111425440267831773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/2005/04/spanx.html' title='Spanx'/><author><name>irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200910398361900027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561618.post-111425218787277173</id><published>2005-04-23T06:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-23T06:29:47.873-04:00</updated><title type='text'>what rainy days are for</title><summary type='text'>movies, reading, cleaning, watching copious amounts of tv, and shopping.and in queens, this is what i'm talking about  . the expanded queens center mall is HUGE. and it's right next to target. i had no idea until I stumbled in there while shopping for presents for my brother.aye-aye!ok, so I just wanted to say aye-aye after reading about the birth of one. freaky looking buggers. found that while </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/feeds/111425218787277173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561618&amp;postID=111425218787277173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/111425218787277173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/111425218787277173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/2005/04/what-rainy-days-are-for.html' title='what rainy days are for'/><author><name>irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200910398361900027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561618.post-111422954202934138</id><published>2005-04-23T00:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-23T00:12:22.030-04:00</updated><title type='text'>aim high, read lowe</title><summary type='text'>sorry, stole that from a google search.my favorite LI columnist has jumped ships and I'm the last to know. ed now works for the long island press</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/feeds/111422954202934138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561618&amp;postID=111422954202934138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/111422954202934138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/111422954202934138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/2005/04/aim-high-read-lowe.html' title='aim high, read lowe'/><author><name>irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200910398361900027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561618.post-111422852548051937</id><published>2005-04-22T23:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-23T00:03:57.906-04:00</updated><title type='text'>phew</title><summary type='text'>In reading a borrowed book from Alison, there was no escaping thoughts of wedding planning. In the back of my mind, I've known about Angie's wedding date for eons. Actually, years. So there is no excuse to not go. But one needs to actually remember the date to plan around it, no?I got out of bed to see when the special day is. Thank goodness it is not until th end of May. Which means I can make </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/feeds/111422852548051937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561618&amp;postID=111422852548051937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/111422852548051937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/111422852548051937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/2005/04/phew.html' title='phew'/><author><name>irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200910398361900027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561618.post-111420709777881856</id><published>2005-04-22T17:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-22T17:58:17.780-04:00</updated><title type='text'>sunnyside suckers</title><summary type='text'>Random browsing brought me to a 1 page blog that Matt (the asshole from my former Sunnyside abode) posted.They are only paying 1200 a month in rent.I hate them.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/feeds/111420709777881856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561618&amp;postID=111420709777881856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/111420709777881856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/111420709777881856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/2005/04/sunnyside-suckers.html' title='sunnyside suckers'/><author><name>irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200910398361900027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561618.post-111419512573694323</id><published>2005-04-22T14:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-22T14:38:45.736-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Trader Joes!</title><summary type='text'>It's coming to Manhattan!Trader Joe's is close to signing a lease for space in New York University's new Palladium Complex, a mixed-use development on 14th Street near Third Avenue, according to a retail broker with knowledge of the discussions. A deal is said to be imminent after being "on ice" for months, but a spokesman for Trader Joe's would not comment on this. information care of the NY </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/feeds/111419512573694323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561618&amp;postID=111419512573694323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/111419512573694323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/111419512573694323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/2005/04/trader-joes.html' title='Trader Joes!'/><author><name>irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200910398361900027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561618.post-111284558132480432</id><published>2005-04-06T23:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T23:46:21.326-04:00</updated><title type='text'>it's a quarter to midnight</title><summary type='text'>and i'm starved.I had a snacky type lunch (left-over turkey ham), and a slice of white pizza from the joint around the corner from the office. (Yes, I sprung for a specialty slice. Instead of 2buck15 it was 2buck75. Craziness abounds.)So now I"m home and I'm god damn hungry.I don't have any food ready to eat. I don't think I have powder soup available. I'm out of fruit. I'm not cooking. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/feeds/111284558132480432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561618&amp;postID=111284558132480432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/111284558132480432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/111284558132480432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/2005/04/its-quarter-to-midnight.html' title='it&apos;s a quarter to midnight'/><author><name>irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200910398361900027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561618.post-111214464735681242</id><published>2005-03-29T19:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-29T20:04:07.360-05:00</updated><title type='text'>gift registries</title><summary type='text'>It's funny how there are some things I don't mind shelling out for, but others that I draw the line at. My cousin registered for pillows at JCPenny's. THey cost more than the pillows I want from the Westin. No. They also registered for a comforter set that cost oodles but has no picture. who is going to buy that online? And not a comforter set where the comforter sheet can't be replaced. Eck. See</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/feeds/111214464735681242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561618&amp;postID=111214464735681242' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/111214464735681242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/111214464735681242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/2005/03/gift-registries.html' title='gift registries'/><author><name>irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200910398361900027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561618.post-111206880349760212</id><published>2005-03-28T22:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T23:00:03.500-05:00</updated><title type='text'>mmmmmmonday</title><summary type='text'>it rained enough that i expect noah's ark ot start floating by.for dinner:spinach cooked down ontop of entirely too much garlicolive oil, salt, pepper, and a sprinkling of red pepper flakes.and for the evil in me, a bit of half and half for the illusion of creamed spinachand, smoked herring.1 beer1/2 an ambien.and enough proactiv on my face to bleach a thousand towels:)I was not entirely a loaf </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/feeds/111206880349760212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561618&amp;postID=111206880349760212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/111206880349760212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/111206880349760212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/2005/03/mmmmmmonday.html' title='mmmmmmonday'/><author><name>irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200910398361900027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561618.post-111194842167651904</id><published>2005-03-27T13:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-27T13:48:31.146-05:00</updated><title type='text'>zoom zoom zoom</title><summary type='text'>my relationship with phil is over.i'm very sad.phil was the hybrid toyota prius that was mine for a period of 24 hours from zipcar. (I have been referring to Phil as an egg on wheels. It was by no means a put-put car. I looked up the conversion from kilometers to miles per hour. I was definitely speeding. Oops.)next weekend it's bubbles.can't wait!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/feeds/111194842167651904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561618&amp;postID=111194842167651904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/111194842167651904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/111194842167651904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/2005/03/zoom-zoom-zoom.html' title='zoom zoom zoom'/><author><name>irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200910398361900027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561618.post-111174364322228190</id><published>2005-03-25T04:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T04:40:43.226-05:00</updated><title type='text'>hotel request</title><summary type='text'>Erin, the next time someone else is footing the bill for hotel stays, I have a request please.Attention!New York City is not generally known as an island of tranquility, but guests at the Westin New York at Times Square have the opportunity to enjoy a spa-like escape with the debut of the hotel’s new spa-inspired guestrooms. The award-winning four-diamond hotel has redesigned its 23rd floor to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/feeds/111174364322228190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561618&amp;postID=111174364322228190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/111174364322228190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/111174364322228190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/2005/03/hotel-request.html' title='hotel request'/><author><name>irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200910398361900027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561618.post-111174283946751860</id><published>2005-03-25T04:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T04:27:19.466-05:00</updated><title type='text'>shop, shop</title><summary type='text'>Frommers did a piece on buying hotel supplies.I want some retail therapy.Now.Ok, and new sheets.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/feeds/111174283946751860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561618&amp;postID=111174283946751860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/111174283946751860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/111174283946751860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/2005/03/shop-shop.html' title='shop, shop'/><author><name>irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200910398361900027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561618.post-111174229475854422</id><published>2005-03-25T04:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T04:18:14.760-05:00</updated><title type='text'>how pets travel</title><summary type='text'>Midwest Airlines Frequent Flyer Program For Pets Midwest Airlines announced a way to reward pets that travel with their owners. The Midwest Airlines Premier Pet Program, the first of its kind in the United States, awards pets one free roundtrip flight after flying with their owners on three paid roundtrip flights or six paid one-way flights.* Additionally, "human" members of the airline's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/feeds/111174229475854422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561618&amp;postID=111174229475854422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/111174229475854422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/111174229475854422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/2005/03/how-pets-travel.html' title='how pets travel'/><author><name>irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200910398361900027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561618.post-111174115521717294</id><published>2005-03-25T03:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T04:01:01.450-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the heavenly bed</title><summary type='text'>article from hotel mag on why the heavenly bed is so heavenly.Just how much do guests love the Heavenly Bed? So much so that many insist on bringing a bit of heaven home. To date, Westin has sold almost 4,000 fully loaded Heavenly Beds and 30,000 signature sheets and pillows. "I finally decided to buy a Heavenly Bed because it seemed less expensive than moving into a Westin hotel," wrote one </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/feeds/111174115521717294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561618&amp;postID=111174115521717294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/111174115521717294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/111174115521717294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/2005/03/heavenly-bed.html' title='the heavenly bed'/><author><name>irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200910398361900027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561618.post-111174067928453458</id><published>2005-03-25T03:43:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T03:51:19.286-05:00</updated><title type='text'>cheese</title><summary type='text'>yum, much better. i made a quesedilla (a word I realize I have no idea how to spell properly).shredded chickengouda cheeseasiago cheesespinachsalt pepper to tasteand a sprinkling of chile powder...which of course I managed to rub into my eyes. (ok now)i want westin pillows. i'm looking online to see if i can find the original seller. otherwise they're $65 a pop for queen size.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/feeds/111174067928453458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561618&amp;postID=111174067928453458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/111174067928453458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/111174067928453458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/2005/03/cheese_25.html' title='cheese'/><author><name>irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200910398361900027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561618.post-111174040952834873</id><published>2005-03-25T03:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T03:46:49.530-05:00</updated><title type='text'>cheese</title><summary type='text'>yum, much better. i made a quesedilla (a word I realize I have no idea how to spell properly).shredded chickengouda cheeseasiago cheesespinachsalt pepper to tasteand a sprinkling of chile powder...which of course I managed to rub into my eyes. (ok now)i want westin pillows. i'm looking online to see if i can find the original seller. otherwise they're $65 a pop for queen size.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/feeds/111174040952834873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561618&amp;postID=111174040952834873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/111174040952834873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/111174040952834873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/2005/03/cheese.html' title='cheese'/><author><name>irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200910398361900027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561618.post-111173824808481895</id><published>2005-03-25T03:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T03:10:48.093-05:00</updated><title type='text'>phew</title><summary type='text'>for a bit there, i thought i lost my last post. i viewed the blue death screen. "blogger.com closed the connection before finishing the transaction"not exactly buying anything, but still an irritant.ok, testing the publish shortcut now</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/feeds/111173824808481895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561618&amp;postID=111173824808481895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/111173824808481895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/111173824808481895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/2005/03/phew.html' title='phew'/><author><name>irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200910398361900027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561618.post-111173762830111275</id><published>2005-03-25T02:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T03:00:28.306-05:00</updated><title type='text'>good morning</title><summary type='text'>i'm not even sure what time i fell asleep last night. i was home by 6. and instead of preparing the tortilla wrapped meal i had planned, munched on potato chips with salsa con queso. Hey, it's a potato.)(Even I roll my eyes at that one.) I had a glass of wine. Ok, more like 2 really full ones. Then I fell asleep in the middle of a re-run of CSI on a semi-cable channel. (somewhere in the 20s 30s. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/feeds/111173762830111275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561618&amp;postID=111173762830111275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/111173762830111275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/111173762830111275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/2005/03/good-morning.html' title='good morning'/><author><name>irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200910398361900027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561618.post-110829280151919864</id><published>2005-02-13T05:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-13T06:06:41.520-05:00</updated><title type='text'>continuation of fictional shopping</title><summary type='text'>I want an upgrade in my granny cart:same as I have now, but larger with swivel wheels   (yes, swivel. note; handle height is adjustable.), ora light mesh version The day of the car is becoming critical. I reserve my shopping for heavy objects only when the rentals visit. Or I visit them. It would also be heavenly to be able to drive out to visit vs. taking the LIRR.(the whole thing about going to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/feeds/110829280151919864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561618&amp;postID=110829280151919864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/110829280151919864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/110829280151919864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/2005/02/continuation-of-fictional-shopping.html' title='continuation of fictional shopping'/><author><name>irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200910398361900027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561618.post-110829208051306406</id><published>2005-02-13T05:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-13T06:12:27.253-05:00</updated><title type='text'>things i didn't know i needed</title><summary type='text'>(or that they existed)undershelf placemat holder   well, I knew this existed, but not as fancy at petco (plus they never seem to have them in stock)pet food can cover check this out:same concept, but debate-ably cuter the instant mix basket is only for studio dwellers, those with small kitchens, or, well, men (who is would buy that?)  large plastic storage bin for pet food ok, so i'm being </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/feeds/110829208051306406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561618&amp;postID=110829208051306406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/110829208051306406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/110829208051306406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/2005/02/things-i-didnt-know-i-needed.html' title='things i didn&apos;t know i needed'/><author><name>irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200910398361900027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561618.post-110782822981690883</id><published>2005-02-07T20:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-07T21:03:49.816-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the city of lights</title><summary type='text'>philly was cool! i've been quiet w/o a computer the last couple of weeks. the mac is on bed rest, and i've not had a moment to think in the office. doing an activity every weekend hasnt' helped either. inpired (read: shamed) by a visit to erin's fabulous apartment, I came home and actually used my power tool. my mop, swiffer duster, etc. now have a home to hang in. and the wire mesh shelves are</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/feeds/110782822981690883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561618&amp;postID=110782822981690883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/110782822981690883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/110782822981690883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/2005/02/city-of-lights.html' title='the city of lights'/><author><name>irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200910398361900027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561618.post-110532815003233412</id><published>2005-01-09T22:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-09T22:35:50.033-05:00</updated><title type='text'>geek degree needed</title><summary type='text'>I need something called an RF modulator. (you plug the red, white and yellow cables into it, and then plug it into the cable connection) Before Tivo people must have plucked tv commercial regulators off the shelves. (they lower the volume during those pesky adverts)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/feeds/110532815003233412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561618&amp;postID=110532815003233412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/110532815003233412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/110532815003233412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/2005/01/geek-degree-needed.html' title='geek degree needed'/><author><name>irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200910398361900027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561618.post-110531183566110128</id><published>2005-01-09T17:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-09T18:03:55.660-05:00</updated><title type='text'>there are times that a girl needs a guy around</title><summary type='text'>mainly to plug electronics together and hang things. ok, and on moving day. i'm exhausted by the effort of trying (and failing) to get my tv to listen to a fancy dvd player i received as a gift. (which I really, really appreciate)the tv is so old, it only has one input for audio. (which livea kindly explained I would need a converter). I also purchase a 3 wires that nicely matched with the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/feeds/110531183566110128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561618&amp;postID=110531183566110128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/110531183566110128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/110531183566110128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/2005/01/there-are-times-that-girl-needs-guy.html' title='there are times that a girl needs a guy around'/><author><name>irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200910398361900027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561618.post-110446806129854740</id><published>2004-12-30T23:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-30T23:41:01.296-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Shutter fly and the kitties</title><summary type='text'>http://share.shutterfly.com/osi.jsp?i=EeAN2jRq3cNmTng')"&gt;kitties (what else?) </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/feeds/110446806129854740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561618&amp;postID=110446806129854740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/110446806129854740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/110446806129854740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/2004/12/shutter-fly-and-kitties.html' title='Shutter fly and the kitties'/><author><name>irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200910398361900027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561618.post-110446292859181877</id><published>2004-12-30T22:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-30T22:16:59.170-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Woo hoo, it works!</title><summary type='text'>more streaming video...kitties on the futon   ')"&gt;kitties in a basket with the one-eyed girl swatting me away  ')"&gt;kitties on my comfy chair </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/feeds/110446292859181877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561618&amp;postID=110446292859181877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/110446292859181877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/110446292859181877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/2004/12/woo-hoo-it-works.html' title='Woo hoo, it works!'/><author><name>irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200910398361900027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561618.post-110446206347384839</id><published>2004-12-30T21:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-30T22:02:49.353-05:00</updated><title type='text'>testing, 1, 2, 3</title><summary type='text'>Hmmm... going to see if the following link works. I signed up for a 'freeloader' account at streamload, and drumroll, meet ',500,375)"&gt;cyclops!Yes, the one eyed girl. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/feeds/110446206347384839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561618&amp;postID=110446206347384839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/110446206347384839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/110446206347384839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/2004/12/testing-1-2-3.html' title='testing, 1, 2, 3'/><author><name>irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200910398361900027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561618.post-110437749949233850</id><published>2004-12-29T22:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-29T22:31:39.493-05:00</updated><title type='text'>GO Pfizer!</title><summary type='text'>They matched the entire U.S. contribution for the tsunami.All 35 million dollars of it.Take that, oh, moronic president, who what, came back from vacation to make a statement today?(headshake. that's right, stand up in front of the world and say the UN is misguided. indirectly, but still, any response to being called stingy is never a good one.)How is it that Spain has offered the most? (</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/feeds/110437749949233850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561618&amp;postID=110437749949233850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/110437749949233850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/110437749949233850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/2004/12/go-pfizer.html' title='GO Pfizer!'/><author><name>irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200910398361900027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561618.post-110437609587192979</id><published>2004-12-29T22:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-29T22:12:33.163-05:00</updated><title type='text'>flickr flickr flickr flickr flickr flickr</title><summary type='text'>I'm super impressed with how easy flickr is to use and setup. To the far right you will now see the most 10 recent postings I've uploaded to Flickr. They're in absolutely no particular order, as I just downloaded over 6 months worth of digi photos. (It took me a while to find the cord. I moved, and then it got lost. And then, after many, many hours of looking, I found it. Yipee. I didn't upload </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/feeds/110437609587192979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561618&amp;postID=110437609587192979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/110437609587192979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/110437609587192979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/2004/12/flickr-flickr-flickr-flickr-flickr.html' title='flickr flickr flickr flickr flickr flickr'/><author><name>irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200910398361900027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561618.post-110437528702571491</id><published>2004-12-29T21:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-29T21:54:47.026-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Flickr</title><summary type='text'>This is a test post from , a fancy photo sharing thing.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/feeds/110437528702571491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561618&amp;postID=110437528702571491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/110437528702571491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/110437528702571491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/2004/12/flickr.html' title='Flickr'/><author><name>irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200910398361900027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561618.post-110428107461364827</id><published>2004-12-28T19:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-28T19:45:51.520-05:00</updated><title type='text'>yum, yum</title><summary type='text'>i just nibbled on some queso colombiano. i tried to find a picture of it online so I'd be able to shop for it, but the best I could do was this. Which of course just put me in a serious craving mood for arepas./sniffle/The cold weather is making my ears cold and bringing on a nightly sniffle.i think it's time for a bath.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/feeds/110428107461364827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561618&amp;postID=110428107461364827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/110428107461364827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/110428107461364827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/2004/12/yum-yum.html' title='yum, yum'/><author><name>irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200910398361900027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561618.post-110427995184637017</id><published>2004-12-28T18:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-28T19:25:51.846-05:00</updated><title type='text'>KKKKu</title><summary type='text'> what a fantastic nap. today i learned that sixty minutes spent at graceful services can work magic. and remove serious kinks. there were points i felt like saying,"stop, no, never mind," however I gritted my teeth and breathed out harder. when i got home, i only caught part of Oprah before falling into a deep, deep slumber.and now the kitties are creating havoc. everywhere. they decided early </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/feeds/110427995184637017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561618&amp;postID=110427995184637017' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/110427995184637017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/110427995184637017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/2004/12/kkkku.html' title='KKKKu'/><author><name>irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200910398361900027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561618.post-110349950444164337</id><published>2004-12-19T18:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-19T18:38:24.440-05:00</updated><title type='text'>spoons</title><summary type='text'>i had opportunity today ot use my swanky new spoons w/built in straws. god bless stainless steel. and for the design company having the sense to make the staws sufficiently wide enough - yet not Macdonald width.The very first hot chocolate at home (with Kahlua) is such a blessing.I like my new living room setup. All I did was add the folding screen from my room, and it really helps to divide </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/feeds/110349950444164337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561618&amp;postID=110349950444164337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/110349950444164337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/110349950444164337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/2004/12/spoons.html' title='spoons'/><author><name>irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200910398361900027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561618.post-110316116304809186</id><published>2004-12-15T20:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-15T20:39:23.046-05:00</updated><title type='text'>moving day</title><summary type='text'>kitties are back in the kitchen. after much thought, i opted for the kitchen area as the 'final' roaming range. yesterday i tried using the bathroom. a) they made an enormous mess (imagine brown mushy food everywhere) and b) they'd be underfoot for all without giving the adults any choice.so for the evening, they're relegated to the box. the plan seems to be working so far. if i let them </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/feeds/110316116304809186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561618&amp;postID=110316116304809186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/110316116304809186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/110316116304809186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/2004/12/moving-day.html' title='moving day'/><author><name>irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200910398361900027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561618.post-110308370622904297</id><published>2004-12-14T21:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-14T23:08:26.230-05:00</updated><title type='text'>and so, life is returning to normal</title><summary type='text'>tonight the teeny tiny alien learned how to eat, and the one eye girly bit my finger in eagerness to slop up some more grub.it is a proud moment when the little ones learn to eat outside of the nipple world.oh, and i was fortunate enough to watch the gray do it's first number two. yep, some doo doo on my bathroom tile. immediately following that, um, incident, they all learned that flushing </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/feeds/110308370622904297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561618&amp;postID=110308370622904297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/110308370622904297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/110308370622904297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/2004/12/and-so-life-is-returning-to-normal.html' title='and so, life is returning to normal'/><author><name>irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200910398361900027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561618.post-110299633037432233</id><published>2004-12-13T22:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-13T22:52:10.376-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't feel 30</title><summary type='text'>but I am.Kind of neat. Excellent weekend. I like Boston.I enjoy being in my pjs at home a lot. Definitely not in the mood for work tomorrow. Or the day after:) But I should enjoy as it's not clear if my contract will extend into Q1. (I kind of want a break, so we'll see.)Erin, Livea and I did so many fun things I can't think of all of them. I'm so tired I can't think straight. BUT will try </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/feeds/110299633037432233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561618&amp;postID=110299633037432233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/110299633037432233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/110299633037432233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/2004/12/i-dont-feel-30.html' title='I don&apos;t feel 30'/><author><name>irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200910398361900027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561618.post-110108186030759220</id><published>2004-11-21T19:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-21T19:04:20.306-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Take this quiz</title><summary type='text'>Here's the quiz: Well, Dr. Phil's test. (Dr. Phil scored 55). He did this test on Oprah Don't peek but begin the test as you scroll down and answer. Answers are for who you are now...... not who you were in the past. Have pen or pencil and paper ready. This is a real test given by the Human Relations Dept at many of the major corporations today. It helps them get better insight concerning </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/feeds/110108186030759220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561618&amp;postID=110108186030759220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/110108186030759220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/110108186030759220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/2004/11/take-this-quiz.html' title='Take this quiz'/><author><name>irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200910398361900027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561618.post-110108147987786304</id><published>2004-11-21T18:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-21T18:57:59.876-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ahhhh</title><summary type='text'>sweet blessed relief.a bit of red wine, some food in the tummy, and the knowledge that I have clean underwear for tomorrow morning is working wonders. That, and that I really, really like where I moved my bed. Granted, I haven't slept in that corner yet - near the heat - but the room is so much bigger! Well, you know what I mean. It feels bigger. And now I also have my old drawers from my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/feeds/110108147987786304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561618&amp;postID=110108147987786304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/110108147987786304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/110108147987786304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/2004/11/ahhhh.html' title='ahhhh'/><author><name>irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200910398361900027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561618.post-110065466715729734</id><published>2004-11-16T20:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-16T20:24:27.156-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Kitten count: 6</title><summary type='text'>Still!Ok, so now they've added eye gunkiness to their repetoire. But that's usually not fatal. Thankfully Gabrielle is going to meet me midtown to do another dropoff of drugs. (It's much nicer than trucking down to Union Square.)I'll tell you though, eye gunk can be scary the first time you see it pop-out like an eyeball. I literally thought my damp coton ball was removing retinas left and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/feeds/110065466715729734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561618&amp;postID=110065466715729734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/110065466715729734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/110065466715729734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/2004/11/kitten-count-6.html' title='Kitten count: 6'/><author><name>irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200910398361900027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561618.post-110047284218389048</id><published>2004-11-14T17:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-14T17:54:02.183-05:00</updated><title type='text'>breakdown</title><summary type='text'>it's a 4 to 2 girl to boy count.the two light haired bruisers are boys. and i learned tonight what calms them: being brushed. suddenly they're not as indignantly squeaky when separated from their main box. (i've been taking out the big kids so the little ones actually get nipple time.)good news - the feeding regime is going well. mini-kitty-that-looks-like-mom is alive another day.i'm </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/feeds/110047284218389048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561618&amp;postID=110047284218389048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/110047284218389048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/110047284218389048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/2004/11/breakdown.html' title='breakdown'/><author><name>irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200910398361900027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561618.post-110045249246523374</id><published>2004-11-14T13:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-14T12:14:52.466-05:00</updated><title type='text'>there are still six</title><summary type='text'>yesterday was touch and go for the mommie look-a-like kitty. she stopped feeding from mom, and was very dehydrated. erin came over and really helped. it was awful when the foster organization pretty much wrote her off as the casulty of the litter. "expect her to not make it."um, no. so with a bit of prodding, they dispatched a volunteer with a car out to drop off more meds (for the very sniffly</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/feeds/110045249246523374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561618&amp;postID=110045249246523374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/110045249246523374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/110045249246523374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/2004/11/there-are-still-six.html' title='there are still six'/><author><name>irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200910398361900027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561618.post-109977968517298940</id><published>2004-11-06T17:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-06T17:21:25.173-05:00</updated><title type='text'>kitties are too cute</title><summary type='text'>i've done almost today, with the exception of showering, playing with the kitties and watching tv movies.they are too cute.i'm liking the whole fostering concept. once the mom has her babies, she tends to stay in the box. with the occassional foray out for a quick steam in the bathroom, or to use the litter. i mean, it's less fun than it was before, having an insta-purr machine cuddled next </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/feeds/109977968517298940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561618&amp;postID=109977968517298940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/109977968517298940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/109977968517298940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/2004/11/kitties-are-too-cute.html' title='kitties are too cute'/><author><name>irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200910398361900027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561618.post-109956400359893087</id><published>2004-11-04T05:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-04T05:26:43.600-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Drama --&gt; Over</title><summary type='text'>Thank god.Ok, so there are 2 orange. A pile of mixed something. And I think just 1 black kitten.Bumpy areas:first kitten not getting entirely licked clean (on the end)second kitten stepping all over first kitten all the time (even though I trying to help kitten number one find nutrition)kitten number one not seeing finding by smell any nipple, even though there's ample supplykitten number</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/feeds/109956400359893087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561618&amp;postID=109956400359893087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/109956400359893087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/109956400359893087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/2004/11/drama-over.html' title='Drama --&gt; Over'/><author><name>irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200910398361900027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561618.post-109954527400335985</id><published>2004-11-04T01:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-04T00:14:34.003-05:00</updated><title type='text'>just a cold</title><summary type='text'>or so they said at kitty kind. attempting to give meds to a cat is just ludicrous.they're like kids. they don't want to take 'em.so this evening, Puursephone began labor.Two out so far. The first is orangy, the second all black."Mew. Mew"Was a bit worried she hadn't cut the umbilical cord on the second, so I was prepared to help. (Gloves and sanitized mini scissors.) After taking the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/feeds/109954527400335985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561618&amp;postID=109954527400335985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/109954527400335985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/109954527400335985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/2004/11/just-cold.html' title='just a cold'/><author><name>irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200910398361900027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561618.post-109935980658009550</id><published>2004-11-01T20:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-01T20:45:55.660-05:00</updated><title type='text'>god bless you</title><summary type='text'>crazy cat people abound. this person actually took antibiotics intended for a cat. they multiplied the dosage by 4x.er...do you think they eat cat food? i've decided to turn my energies outward. yep, becoming a hypochondriac on behalf of the cat.she started sneezing late yesterday, like once every hour. and since i've been awake have heard her do it at least 2x. i'm hoping it goes away, or </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/feeds/109935980658009550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561618&amp;postID=109935980658009550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/109935980658009550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/109935980658009550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/2004/11/god-bless-you.html' title='god bless you'/><author><name>irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200910398361900027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561618.post-109935677111277411</id><published>2004-11-01T19:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-01T19:54:19.896-05:00</updated><title type='text'>reading this didn't help</title><summary type='text'>cnn's take on my self diagnosisDon't drink caffeine or alcohol every day.Now, booze I can understand. Coffee. Holy Shite. I need that.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/feeds/109935677111277411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561618&amp;postID=109935677111277411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/109935677111277411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/109935677111277411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/2004/11/reading-this-didnt-help.html' title='reading this didn&apos;t help'/><author><name>irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200910398361900027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561618.post-109935630046382292</id><published>2004-11-01T19:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-01T19:45:00.463-05:00</updated><title type='text'>tummy ache</title><summary type='text'>so saturday i had a tummy ache that was really close to period cramps. i slept a lot, and couldn't figure out why i was so tired. i watched a ton of awful movies, missing key storyline pieces. bleh, whatever.come sunday, it got worse. i had chills, alternating between cold and sweating, and my skin was really sensitive to the touch. my mother introduced pain pill to see if would help, and boy, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/feeds/109935630046382292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561618&amp;postID=109935630046382292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/109935630046382292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/109935630046382292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/2004/11/tummy-ache.html' title='tummy ache'/><author><name>irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200910398361900027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561618.post-109876210948327174</id><published>2004-10-25T23:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-26T00:37:22.773-04:00</updated><title type='text'>oops, i broke something</title><summary type='text'>i added a search barso i broke lots of things. but i learned how to look up colors. lately i've been having to know more about RGB ratios, so tonight I referenced web safe palates.1) i need to stick within the safe confines of a color wheel. and2) i'm going to cheat over the weekend and use an editor to mark up a new template.i'm tired of being bland beige.now i'm a mixture of candy </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/feeds/109876210948327174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561618&amp;postID=109876210948327174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/109876210948327174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/109876210948327174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/2004/10/oops-i-broke-something.html' title='oops, i broke something'/><author><name>irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200910398361900027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561618.post-109876120765583279</id><published>2004-10-25T23:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-25T23:26:47.656-04:00</updated><title type='text'>cell phone warning</title><summary type='text'>as if we didn't have enough to worry about: an exploding cell phone (nextel) was on channel 2 news. a quick search returned similar stories with other vendors. kyocera blows teenagers jean pocket up  this guy was pumping gas (a no-no which I'll now observe. must remember to forward to the brother and tell mom/dad)  verizon sells counterfeit LG batteries  (also combustible - so they recalled </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/feeds/109876120765583279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561618&amp;postID=109876120765583279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/109876120765583279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/109876120765583279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/2004/10/cell-phone-warning.html' title='cell phone warning'/><author><name>irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200910398361900027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561618.post-109876007535042553</id><published>2004-10-25T22:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-25T23:07:55.353-04:00</updated><title type='text'>the stork</title><summary type='text'>is coming tomorrow.actually, i'm going to pick-up a temporary guest.of the feline variety.i decided to foster a mommie-to-be-cat yesterday from kittykind...and they wanted to bring her over tonight. slight hiccup with transport, as their normal volunteer driver was busy for the eve. kind of a bummer, especially as it means i can't stay late at the project "M" event.i've since moved most </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/feeds/109876007535042553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561618&amp;postID=109876007535042553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/109876007535042553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/109876007535042553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/2004/10/stork.html' title='the stork'/><author><name>irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200910398361900027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561618.post-109863181115287319</id><published>2004-10-24T11:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-24T11:30:11.153-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Entertaining in Sunnyside</title><summary type='text'>Dinner at  Dazies was fantastic. I kind of wish I was hungrier going in. I bet their tiramasu is worth tasting. The Western Gazette (yes, there are newspapers for Queens)  dining review   from 2000 is still on target. Thinking about it, the food was unbelievable...but the service was awesome. I didn't notice it. It was unobtrusive. Nice. Everyone was nice.  The owner not only bought us a round </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/feeds/109863181115287319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561618&amp;postID=109863181115287319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/109863181115287319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/109863181115287319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/2004/10/entertaining-in-sunnyside.html' title='Entertaining in Sunnyside'/><author><name>irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200910398361900027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561618.post-109853424781103055</id><published>2004-10-23T08:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-23T08:33:41.296-04:00</updated><title type='text'>how appropriate</title><summary type='text'>something called the cramp twins is on TV right now.i woke up before sunset, and instead of getting up and watching I bemoaned the fact. any other day of the week, you know, that involves going to work, I can't get up. it's impossible. i'm too tired. or it's too cold. etc, etc.but on a perfectly quiet satruday - sure! oy.but on the plus side, i got dressed and went on a bike ride. the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/feeds/109853424781103055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561618&amp;postID=109853424781103055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/109853424781103055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/109853424781103055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/2004/10/how-appropriate.html' title='how appropriate'/><author><name>irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200910398361900027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561618.post-109841481892667181</id><published>2004-10-21T23:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-21T23:13:38.926-04:00</updated><title type='text'>THIS is what G o o gle is spending their money on?</title><summary type='text'> lunar expansion?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/feeds/109841481892667181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561618&amp;postID=109841481892667181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/109841481892667181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/109841481892667181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/2004/10/this-is-what-g-o-o-gle-is-spending.html' title='THIS is what G o o gle is spending their money on?'/><author><name>irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200910398361900027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561618.post-109841447083170135</id><published>2004-10-21T23:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-21T23:07:50.830-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday</title><summary type='text'>is a good thing, when the next day is a Friday. It always is a Friday, but, it's good when you're ready for it.I had marathon meetings from 9am until 2.30pm. My first two went well, and i'm most happy about the interaction with sr.. ecommerce banking. i was "well prepared" and "clear".Whatever.Done.1/2 tomrrow.I worked until 12.30 Wednesday.You know, to prepare.Basically, to ask Y/N</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/feeds/109841447083170135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561618&amp;postID=109841447083170135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/109841447083170135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/109841447083170135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/2004/10/thursday.html' title='Thursday'/><author><name>irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200910398361900027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561618.post-109806669477074000</id><published>2004-10-17T22:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-17T22:31:34.770-04:00</updated><title type='text'>hmm, bare handing would apprear to be a bad choicw</title><summary type='text'>thank you bernie. ok, and matsui.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/feeds/109806669477074000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561618&amp;postID=109806669477074000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/109806669477074000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/109806669477074000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/2004/10/hmm-bare-handing-would-apprear-to-be.html' title='hmm, bare handing would apprear to be a bad choicw'/><author><name>irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200910398361900027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561618.post-109806135319001763</id><published>2004-10-17T20:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-17T21:04:12.006-04:00</updated><title type='text'>online</title><summary type='text'>wall safe   that looks like an eletrical outlet coverjewelry armoires:french missionfrench, but what's up with the leaves for knobs? cherry but simplehand painted and totally beyond my means Great(!) piece for a hallway or accent...but can you imagine the dust this artisan guild console would collect?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/feeds/109806135319001763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561618&amp;postID=109806135319001763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/109806135319001763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/109806135319001763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/2004/10/online.html' title='online'/><author><name>irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200910398361900027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561618.post-109802423625647549</id><published>2004-10-17T10:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-17T10:43:56.256-04:00</updated><title type='text'>pizza pizza pizza!</title><summary type='text'> Gabriells Pizza isn't open until 11am on Sundays.Eek.I was trying to find something local instead of a national chain.Hmm. Can i wait another 15 minutes to place the order, vs. having warm food here in 30.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/feeds/109802423625647549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561618&amp;postID=109802423625647549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/109802423625647549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561618/posts/default/109802423625647549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ireneia.blogspot.com/2004/10/pizza-pizza-pizza.html' title='pizza pizza pizza!'/><author><name>irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200910398361900027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
