<?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-3149822</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:21:09.397-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to the Monkey House</title><subtitle type='html'>~I'm crazy, but I get the job done.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Phoex</name><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>1864</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3149822.post-115283743963100550</id><published>2006-07-13T19:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T19:37:19.816-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So, I kind of hated the new sup at first, but then he seemed nice so I kind of didn't, but now I kind of do again because it's becoming readily apparent that he is totally incompetant (before I had kind of just written it off to being new, but he's finally started doing a ton of stuff that I KNOW he should know better than to do by now).First off, he apparently assigns things for me to do, and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/feeds/115283743963100550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3149822&amp;postID=115283743963100550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/115283743963100550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/115283743963100550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/2006/07/so-i-kind-of-hated-new-sup-at-first.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoex</name><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-3149822.post-115265645751521498</id><published>2006-07-11T17:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T17:20:57.526-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Son of a hooker!  I REALLY need to start taking shopping lists with me.  I went to Wal Mart today for two things and got neither of them, only a lot of random other stuff.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/feeds/115265645751521498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3149822&amp;postID=115265645751521498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/115265645751521498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/115265645751521498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/2006/07/son-of-hooker-i-really-need-to-start.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoex</name><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-3149822.post-115262418889783235</id><published>2006-07-11T08:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T08:33:16.806-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I should not have to work today!  Reason:  had pimp skitters on my day off.  The WHOLE day.There should also be a rule that if I ever go home sick because of colitis, that it's excused as long as I can come up with a funny euphemism for diahrea.  I HAVE HUNDREDS!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/feeds/115262418889783235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3149822&amp;postID=115262418889783235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/115262418889783235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/115262418889783235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-should-not-have-to-work-today-reason.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoex</name><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-3149822.post-115259233821434754</id><published>2006-07-10T23:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T23:32:18.323-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So today sucked.  The colitis was like whoa.  I'd planned to get out and get some groceries and/or a lamp, but didn't really do that.  I did go to lunch with Optpri, though, as she was nearby (oh, who am I kidding, she's always nearby, it is just awesome to have lunch with her).  She made me do a spit-take, which is probably the first time ever.  It was pretty disgusting, spraying my rootbeer all</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/feeds/115259233821434754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3149822&amp;postID=115259233821434754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/115259233821434754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/115259233821434754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/2006/07/so-today-sucked.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoex</name><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-3149822.post-115249932812693060</id><published>2006-07-09T21:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T21:42:08.250-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So I went into bed bath and beyond looking for a lamp, and ended up with an endtable.  I probably could've gotten one cheaper at walmart or something, but I just wanted to buy it and get it up, because I'm tired of putting my fan on a pile of boxes at night, and BBB is right next to where I work.  Also, I wish I'd talked to my parents before I went there, as unbeknownst to me, they had a 20% off </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/feeds/115249932812693060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3149822&amp;postID=115249932812693060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/115249932812693060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/115249932812693060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/2006/07/so-i-went-into-bed-bath-and-beyond.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoex</name><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-3149822.post-115240204336987584</id><published>2006-07-08T18:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T18:40:43.526-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So today sucked so bad.  I meant to do some shopping after work (groceries/lamp), but well... that didn't get done.  I went out to dinner with my parents and sister instead (they paid) and then suffering from a severe bought of what I like to call "lady troubles" and depression over my car, I just went home.Oh yeah, that's right, I fucked up my car.  There's this kind of parking lot-ish thing </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/feeds/115240204336987584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3149822&amp;postID=115240204336987584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/115240204336987584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/115240204336987584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/2006/07/so-today-sucked-so-bad.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoex</name><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-3149822.post-115231209432558182</id><published>2006-07-07T17:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T17:41:34.443-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mulva:  Living alone has made you antisocial.Me:  this is only the second day....Mulva:  It's happening quickly.  She's already started calling the appartement the "sniper's nest"Me:  I prefer spiderhole.  Though seriously, I'm calling it the love shack.TII:  You shouldn't call it that.Me:  Why?TII:  I don't think your parents will appreciate it.Me:  My parents full well know how little I am </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/feeds/115231209432558182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3149822&amp;postID=115231209432558182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/115231209432558182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/115231209432558182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/2006/07/mulva-living-alone-has-made-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoex</name><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-3149822.post-115220602078695152</id><published>2006-07-06T11:55:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T12:13:41.033-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I LOVE CABLE INTERNET.  The only problem, though, is now that I have the new computer set up and the cable interweb set up, I don't want to do anything else.  Ever.Which presents me with some difficulties in setting up the love shack.Yes, I said it!  I called my new appartement the love shack!I have a feeling, though, that as time wears on and I continue to get no love, the nickname will become </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/feeds/115220602078695152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3149822&amp;postID=115220602078695152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/115220602078695152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/115220602078695152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-love-cable-internet_06.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoex</name><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-3149822.post-115220541301796729</id><published>2006-07-06T11:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T12:03:33.276-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I LOVE CABLE INTERNET.  The only problem, though, is now that I have the new computer set up and the cable interweb set up, I don't want to do anything else.  Ever.Which presents me with some difficulties in setting up the love shack.Yes, I said it!  I called my new appartement the love shack!I have a feeling, though, that as time wears on and I continue to get no love, the nickname will become </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/feeds/115220541301796729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3149822&amp;postID=115220541301796729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/115220541301796729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/115220541301796729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-love-cable-internet.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoex</name><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-3149822.post-115207433634960370</id><published>2006-07-04T23:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T23:38:56.603-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So I've pretty much decided that I'm going to have to live in my new appartement forever because I NEVER want to move ever again.Seriously... it's not even the general crappiness associated with moving, it's the crap I'm going through having to try and coordinate people's various schedules and then finding out it doesn't even matter after all, because apparently my Dad has his own plans he's been</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/feeds/115207433634960370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3149822&amp;postID=115207433634960370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/115207433634960370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/115207433634960370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/2006/07/so-ive-pretty-much-decided-that-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoex</name><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-3149822.post-115173147124941084</id><published>2006-07-01T00:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T00:24:31.286-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So.... not only am I busy moving, but the interweb is doubly slow lately.  I will be very happy to not have this stupid ISP anymore.I am a little dismayed about the lack of cheap furniture in the world.  I guess I need to hoof it to more yard sales, but the Salvation Army sucks, and Goodwill doesn't even carry any furniture.  Walmart, too, has let me down.  The cheapest table (and I am a little </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/feeds/115173147124941084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3149822&amp;postID=115173147124941084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/115173147124941084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/115173147124941084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/2006/07/so.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoex</name><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-3149822.post-115162065876011718</id><published>2006-06-29T17:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T17:37:38.913-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So... real sales tactics aren't as persuasive to me as stupid things, apparently.  Today I ended up picking up a chocolate graham cracker at the cafe just because I ended up standing there long enough to convince myself to do it.  And I basically got my internet through the electric company (they kind of brokered the deal between me and the cable company) because I felt bad for the guy I was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/feeds/115162065876011718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3149822&amp;postID=115162065876011718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/115162065876011718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/115162065876011718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/2006/06/so_29.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoex</name><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-3149822.post-115151664538807428</id><published>2006-06-28T12:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T12:44:05.520-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Got my keys!  Think I can fit in the couch and bed without resorting to a loft!  I actually do have a closet!  Signed up for high speed internet through my electric company somehow!  Good times!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/feeds/115151664538807428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3149822&amp;postID=115151664538807428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/115151664538807428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/115151664538807428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/2006/06/got-my-keys-think-i-can-fit-in-couch.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoex</name><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-3149822.post-115142417670154726</id><published>2006-06-27T11:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T11:02:56.703-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So guess what?  My landlord called today, and I can pick up my keys tomorrow!  I have some prep to do (packing, eyeballing the space to decide how much furniture I can cram in), but then I'm moving in!  Also, my computer shipped yesterday, and should get here in 3-5 business days.Everything is coming up Phoemeister!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/feeds/115142417670154726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3149822&amp;postID=115142417670154726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/115142417670154726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/115142417670154726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/2006/06/so-guess-what-my-landlord-called-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoex</name><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-3149822.post-115139206021650355</id><published>2006-06-27T02:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T02:07:40.220-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I also wanted to mention that tonight was pretty cool, I went to Denny's with Sista, Optpri, and Elaine.  We discussed serial killers, having sex with JFK's gunshot wound, and their line of fruity drinks with names such as "rasdango" and "Banana Strawberry OJ Fizzle."Also, I think I came up with the best comeback ever:Elaine (to me):  You crackhead!Me:  I think you mean cracker.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/feeds/115139206021650355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3149822&amp;postID=115139206021650355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/115139206021650355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/115139206021650355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-also-wanted-to-mention-that-tonight.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoex</name><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-3149822.post-115139068451422573</id><published>2006-06-27T01:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T01:44:44.540-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So I was thinking of having TWO moving in parties, as the thought of only getting two people to come to my "real" one depresses me a little.  So this one would kind of be quantity and the other quality.  And this way Sista could come to the first one, even if she couldn't come to the second one.I'm thinking of inviting EVERYONE from the store, and then the one high school friend I hang out with, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/feeds/115139068451422573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3149822&amp;postID=115139068451422573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/115139068451422573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/115139068451422573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/2006/06/so-i-was-thinking-of-having-two-moving.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoex</name><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-3149822.post-115135663915323477</id><published>2006-06-26T16:13:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T10:57:50.203-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>More Ryan talk (I can't help it!  These convers must be saved for posterity!)Sui: what's great about having retarded babies, is you basically just all the things you would normally not do during pregnancyPhoemeister:I could get drunk and smoke and fall down all I wantSui: woo!Sui: it's a partyPhoemeister: "I love to fall down!"Sui: hahaPhoemeister: maybe I could get that abusive boyfriend I've </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/feeds/115135663915323477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3149822&amp;postID=115135663915323477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/115135663915323477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/115135663915323477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/2006/06/more-ryan-talk-i-cant-help-it-these_26.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoex</name><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-3149822.post-115135446648790548</id><published>2006-06-26T15:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T15:59:22.736-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>In which I make fun of things for sale at the swedish american museum center in Chicago:Phoemeister: holy jesus, there's this series of four books about swedish emigrants and it just gets more and more depressingPhoemeister: THE EMIGRANTS (BOOK 1)  The story why one out of every five Swedes went to America on a dangerous quest for freedom.Sui: BOOK 5: DYING HORRIBLY IN A BOAT WHILE LYING IN YOUR </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/feeds/115135446648790548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3149822&amp;postID=115135446648790548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/115135446648790548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/115135446648790548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/2006/06/in-which-i-make-fun-of-things-for-sale.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoex</name><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-3149822.post-115129329161058642</id><published>2006-06-25T22:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T22:41:31.623-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I really felt like crap today (colitis--so you know it was really bad for me to leave.  If I took off EVERY time I felt moderately shitty due to colitis I would never work) so I ended up leaving about an hour into my shift.  I kind of hate the way we have the whole thing set up.  If you do not come to work, leave early, or come late, even if you have a good excuse, you get an occurance.  You get </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/feeds/115129329161058642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3149822&amp;postID=115129329161058642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/115129329161058642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/115129329161058642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-really-felt-like-crap-today-colitis.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoex</name><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-3149822.post-115120121555895758</id><published>2006-06-24T20:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T21:06:55.683-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hmm..... I really wish I knew whether or not we are going to have an employee appreciation days this July, because I have stuff I want to buy that if I don't get a special day for, I just want to go ahead and buy already.Add to that:Giraffes?  Giraffes! and Your Disgusting Head, two faux children's reference books put out by the McSweeney's people.  They're in the bargain section right now, for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/feeds/115120121555895758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3149822&amp;postID=115120121555895758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/115120121555895758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/115120121555895758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/2006/06/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoex</name><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-3149822.post-115110223764466256</id><published>2006-06-23T17:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T17:37:17.793-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today sucked a lot less, though I did get this one stupid customer who made a whole big thing about the rewards program.  NEWSFLASH, buddy!  You can just say no, and be done with it instead of being a big jerkoff about the whole thing.  Of course, it is a lot more fun to take it out your weird anger issues on someone who only makes 7 bucks an hour and has absolutely no control over anything </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/feeds/115110223764466256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3149822&amp;postID=115110223764466256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/115110223764466256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/115110223764466256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/2006/06/today-sucked-lot-less-though-i-did-get.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoex</name><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-3149822.post-115103097698229119</id><published>2006-06-22T21:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T21:49:37.103-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Okay.... major irritating whininess.  Wait for it... wait for it.... and.... NOW!Man..... I don't know if it's because I had such a crappy day or what, but I'm so depressed and lonely tonight.  I always feel like doing stuff with people, but I never think about it until the last minute, and then I feel bad because the people are like, "um.... this is kind of last minute."  And if I do call, EVERY</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/feeds/115103097698229119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3149822&amp;postID=115103097698229119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/115103097698229119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/115103097698229119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/2006/06/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoex</name><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-3149822.post-115101518142480598</id><published>2006-06-22T17:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T17:31:02.116-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sui: Dick Cheney says in regards to the argument about the war in Iraq, "Like the catholics, I consider pulling out a sin"Phoemeister: HAHA, really???????Sui: haha noPhoemeister: awwwSui: but he says "pulling out is the worst possible thing to do"Phoemeister: I would've hated him slightly less for being funny, being vulgar, and making fun of catholicsSuibrom: that's the picture they have next to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/feeds/115101518142480598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3149822&amp;postID=115101518142480598' 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those fuckers forgot to check it back in, and if they still make me pay for it I will be uber-pissedPhoemeister: yuck :/Sui: bah that sucksSui: jerksSui: kill them allPhoemeister: I know!Phoemeister: today blew so badSui: doh why?Phoemeister: they didn't </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/feeds/115101355579264880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3149822&amp;postID=115101355579264880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/115101355579264880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/115101355579264880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-hate-world-phoemeister-people-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoex</name><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-3149822.post-115085297697389867</id><published>2006-06-20T20:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T20:22:56.996-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dr4g0n: just playing some wow and watching star trek TNGPhoemeister: which episode?Dr4g0n: the first one with LorPhoemeister: oooooohDr4g0n: i like it a lotPhoemeister: good episode!Dr4g0n: heheDr4g0n: yah it isDr4g0n: prolly one of my favsDr4g0nR: brent spiner is an awesome actorPhoemeister: I know!Phoemeister: I love himPhoemeister: I want his android babiesDr4g0nR: hahaDr4g0n:  Phoe's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/feeds/115085297697389867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3149822&amp;postID=115085297697389867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/115085297697389867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/115085297697389867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/2006/06/dr4g0n-just-playing-some-wow-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoex</name><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-3149822.post-115085051433641778</id><published>2006-06-20T19:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T19:41:54.346-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So today I had christmas candy from like two years ago.  And yesterday I had macaroni and cheese from 1996.  I was in Jr High when that mac and cheese came into existance.I probably actually deserve my crippling bowel disease.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/feeds/115085051433641778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3149822&amp;postID=115085051433641778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/115085051433641778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/115085051433641778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/2006/06/so-today-i-had-christmas-candy-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoex</name><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-3149822.post-115083314317187360</id><published>2006-06-20T14:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T14:59:17.383-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This is kind of for my own purposes, because a lot of the things on there I am always forgetting, have been wanting to see/read/hear for years now, and I am tired of it!Movies I mean to see:TrainspottingBubbleMementoIdentityOh Brother Where Art Thou?TronSid &amp; NancyDummyFour Roomseverything by Miyazaki except for Spirited Away, which is the only one I've already seenThings to Do in Denver When </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/feeds/115083314317187360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3149822&amp;postID=115083314317187360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/115083314317187360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/115083314317187360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/2006/06/this-is-kind-of-for-my-own-purposes.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoex</name><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-3149822.post-115083051957436998</id><published>2006-06-20T13:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T15:42:25.233-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>&lt;!----So, I told this to people at work the other day, but I think it's too brilliant of an idea not to commit it to writing:I overheard some of my coworkers talking about music, and I misheard one of them.  They were talking about jazz, and then the one said, "I listen to this all the time!"  Anyway, I think he said "this," I'm not sure, because that's the word I misheard.  I thought he said, "I</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/feeds/115083051957436998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3149822&amp;postID=115083051957436998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/115083051957436998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/115083051957436998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/2006/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoex</name><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-3149822.post-115077950446338226</id><published>2006-06-19T23:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T23:58:24.610-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Gah.  Man I feel like crap.  My legs hurt so much.  If this is what it's like to acclimate back to work, I may never take a vacation again.At least I have two days off now.  Hopefully that will let them rest from the damage that's been incurred this week but be short enough not to atrophy them for me again.Before the legs got sore I was in a good mood today.  I got down to business RE: what </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/feeds/115077950446338226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3149822&amp;postID=115077950446338226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/115077950446338226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/115077950446338226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/2006/06/gah.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoex</name><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-3149822.post-115068537436963487</id><published>2006-06-18T21:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T21:49:34.380-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Man.... now that I have my own phone, I spend an insane amount of time sitting around hoping someone will call or text me.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/feeds/115068537436963487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3149822&amp;postID=115068537436963487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/115068537436963487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/115068537436963487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/2006/06/man.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoex</name><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-3149822.post-115060341056591799</id><published>2006-06-17T22:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T23:03:30.580-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So.... I guess your life is alright when this is the most pressing thing on your brain, but still, it is driving me nuts.  I just have not had the energy (I've been working every morning since I got back, and when I get home from work my legs have been killing me) to tear through everything and completely resolve the issue, but I am constantly worrying about it:Phoemeister: I'm seriously tired of</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/feeds/115060341056591799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3149822&amp;postID=115060341056591799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/115060341056591799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/115060341056591799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/2006/06/so.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoex</name><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-3149822.post-115051827419196455</id><published>2006-06-16T23:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T23:24:34.283-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>other random things I meant to add the first time around but was hurried:1)  I really am starting to worry that the store is going to go bankrupt or something.  They keep shortening our hours and telling us we aren't making plan, and now I hear that we MIGHT not get employee appreciation days (where we get 40% off of most store merchandise) this July, which stinks because I've been hoarding my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/feeds/115051827419196455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3149822&amp;postID=115051827419196455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/115051827419196455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/115051827419196455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/2006/06/other-random-things-i-meant-to-add.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoex</name><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-3149822.post-115049820469218276</id><published>2006-06-16T17:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T17:50:04.703-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My legs hurt like crazy.  Stupid week of not standing around all day, making me all soft.  Today was good otherwise, though.  I only had two hours of registers!  And not one but two customers actually took me up on reccomends, in the children's section, no less!  And Sista let me make the Bean Friday announcement!  And I had a customer tell me how wonderful the store is, which is nice for a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/feeds/115049820469218276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3149822&amp;postID=115049820469218276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/115049820469218276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/115049820469218276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/2006/06/my-legs-hurt-like-crazy.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoex</name><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-3149822.post-115043235511128288</id><published>2006-06-15T22:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T23:32:35.240-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today started rather poorly.  Our power went out, so I went to McDonald's for breakfast, and of course the McDonald's stalker was there.  That dude must work 70 hours a week.  He was all, "You haven't been in for awhile!" and I didn't really want to be like, "That's because I avoid you now!" or tell him I went on vacation because that would engage me in more awkward small talk, so I was just like</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/feeds/115043235511128288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3149822&amp;postID=115043235511128288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/115043235511128288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/115043235511128288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/2006/06/today-started-rather-poorly.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoex</name><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-3149822.post-115033650239765942</id><published>2006-06-14T20:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T21:31:28.926-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>1)  MEH.  I thought a break from work would make me less burned out, and thus happier to be at work than when I left, but this was wrong.  It makes me miss not working even more now that I've had a taste of it.  It had also made me forget all the BS we've had lately RE: less hours and ending up being at registers all the time, so it was extra annoying to come back to it and be like, "oh, yeah....</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/feeds/115033650239765942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3149822&amp;postID=115033650239765942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/115033650239765942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/115033650239765942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/2006/06/1-meh.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoex</name><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-3149822.post-115024379616929413</id><published>2006-06-13T19:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T19:09:56.180-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ladies and gentlemen, the Phoemeister has landed.IE:  I am back home, I had a safe flight, and a 7 hour nap and all that, and am ready to work again tomorrow.  I'm hoping I did not lose my well-honed ability to stand up for 8 hours with a minimum of pain.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/feeds/115024379616929413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3149822&amp;postID=115024379616929413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/115024379616929413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/115024379616929413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/2006/06/ladies-and-gentlemen-phoemeister-has.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoex</name><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-3149822.post-115013019303219803</id><published>2006-06-12T11:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T11:36:33.076-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Last day in Vegas!  All in all, it's been a good trip.  No male strippers, but I did catch a TV show last night called "dance your pants off," so.....Yeah, most unsexy show ever.  But they stripped, so I feel like I've fulfilled my Vegas duty to you all.I also got to live out the one legal portion of my Ocean's 11 fantasies (I saw the fountains at the Belagio).  That has nothing to do with male </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/feeds/115013019303219803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3149822&amp;postID=115013019303219803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/115013019303219803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/115013019303219803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/2006/06/last-day-in-vegas-all-in-all-its-been.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoex</name><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-3149822.post-114987211532976002</id><published>2006-06-09T11:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T11:55:15.346-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Vacation still going great!  I finally saw the strip, though that is still probably not enough excitement for some of you.  Sista told me she would not be happy unless I came back with a story involving snorting coke off a male stripper's g string, but alas, that has not happened.One very exciting thing (for me) is that my bowels have been AWESOME!  I'm not even kidding.   Frequency of #2's:  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/feeds/114987211532976002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3149822&amp;postID=114987211532976002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114987211532976002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114987211532976002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/2006/06/vacation-still-going-great-i-finally.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoex</name><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-3149822.post-114961061892302540</id><published>2006-06-06T11:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T11:20:57.950-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Don't you love it when you're in a closet with a guy at a grade school and he turns on "Let's Get it On" by Marvin Gaye?Of course, being an unregistered visiter from the internet to a grade school on 6/6/6 makes me creepy too.  Seriously, though, I am having a pretty good time.  I haven't done many touristy things yet, so I kind of dread the phone calls I give to my parents, as they're all "what </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/feeds/114961061892302540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3149822&amp;postID=114961061892302540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114961061892302540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114961061892302540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/2006/06/dont-you-love-it-when-youre-in-closet.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoex</name><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-3149822.post-114923431887311183</id><published>2006-06-02T02:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T03:33:07.586-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So today..... whoa.  I was in a good mood.  Because hey, I'm going to vegas tomorrow!I probably scared people with my hyperness.  Screw them, though.  I'm going to vegas!Then after work Mouse had kind of a going away get together.  It was AWESOME.  I thought we were going to have to stay at this shitty bar (I hate all bars but this one was particularly awful), but we ended up going to a pizza </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/feeds/114923431887311183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3149822&amp;postID=114923431887311183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114923431887311183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114923431887311183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/2006/06/so-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoex</name><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-3149822.post-114918877267291206</id><published>2006-06-01T13:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T14:06:14.426-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Phoemeister: hahaPhoemeister: here's an excerpt from another site by the dude who does boasas:Steven Cloud: sign of the apocolypse nuber 498: BEARS EATING MONKEYS!usernumber37: wtf?usernumber37: i thought bears ate honey?Steven Cloud: most people don't realize monkeys are chock full of honey.usernumber37: mONkEY &gt; hONEYusernumber37: maybe the bear was dyxlesicSteven Cloud: hahahaSui: </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/feeds/114918877267291206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3149822&amp;postID=114918877267291206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114918877267291206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114918877267291206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/2006/06/phoemeister-haha-phoemeister-heres.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoex</name><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-3149822.post-114913031588850984</id><published>2006-05-31T21:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T21:51:56.376-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Passive-agressiveness, thy name is mother!Seriously, I'm tired as hell.  I've been working 7 hour shifts all week (7 in a row to be precise).  Which, 7 isn't like, say, 12, but it does suck because you only get a half-break.  After a 7 hour day with a half break, I am more tired than an 8 or 9 hour day with a regular break.  A half break is a slap in the face!  If they HAVE to schedule me for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/feeds/114913031588850984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3149822&amp;postID=114913031588850984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114913031588850984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114913031588850984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/2006/05/passive-agressiveness-thy-name-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoex</name><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-3149822.post-114905242736354056</id><published>2006-05-30T23:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T00:13:47.510-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Optpri:  So when are you going to leave for Vegas?Me:  Friday.Optpri:  So by 12:00 on Saturday, we'll know you've been deflowered?Me:  Yeah.  And when Ryan refuses, I'll make sure to pick up some man-ho out there to take care of it, just for your piece of mind.Optrpri:  Don't do it for me, do it for yourself.Me:  Nope.  I'm going scream, "AND THIS IS FOR OPTPRI!!!" right in the middle of.Such is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/feeds/114905242736354056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3149822&amp;postID=114905242736354056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114905242736354056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114905242736354056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/2006/05/optpri-so-when-are-you-going-to-leave.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoex</name><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-3149822.post-114901458469340050</id><published>2006-05-30T13:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T13:43:04.706-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So, I forgot to mention last night, the number 678767897th thing I've said about the rewards program to a customer that I shouldn't have.Customer:  So what will it give me?Me:  Super powers.Customer:  Sign me up!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/feeds/114901458469340050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3149822&amp;postID=114901458469340050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114901458469340050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114901458469340050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/2006/05/so-i-forgot-to-mention-last-night.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoex</name><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-3149822.post-114896641497323878</id><published>2006-05-30T00:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T00:20:14.986-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Phoemeister: So your parents are worried too?Sui: I dunno about worried, but they're definitely paranoid about meeting random interweb peoplePhoemeister: Aren't I like the 8th one by now?Sui: Hmm yeah, if not moreSui: I forget some of the insignificant onesPhoemeister: you are lucky you are not dead in a ditchPhoemeister: or so my parents would saySui: It's not so much luck as, putting the other </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/feeds/114896641497323878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3149822&amp;postID=114896641497323878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114896641497323878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114896641497323878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/2006/05/phoemeister-so-your-parents-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoex</name><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-3149822.post-114896458888665864</id><published>2006-05-29T23:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T00:29:32.170-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>coworker:  *makes some weird noise*me:  you're weird!coworker:  you're weird.me:  ...I have to admit you have a point.  Because I'm taping a plastic pig onto my nametag as we speak.I found the pig, by the way, on our "quirky" table, where we keep the humor books.  That definately qualifies as quirky.  I'm thinking it comes from one of these catapult gun toy things we have that have random things,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/feeds/114896458888665864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3149822&amp;postID=114896458888665864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114896458888665864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114896458888665864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/2006/05/coworker-makes-some-weird-noise-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoex</name><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-3149822.post-114893047289485622</id><published>2006-05-29T14:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T14:21:12.906-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Do you know what I do when my parents are out?I turn up the Billy Joel as loud as it will go and rock out.I'm tempted to continue the party by bringing it to work for after close and making my coworkers hate me.  We'll see.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/feeds/114893047289485622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3149822&amp;postID=114893047289485622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114893047289485622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114893047289485622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/2006/05/do-you-know-what-i-do-when-my-parents.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoex</name><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-3149822.post-114887598637978598</id><published>2006-05-28T22:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T23:13:06.546-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wow.  Sometimes I wonder if I'm bipolar.  Because for about a week, until yesterday, I was in a wretched mood.  But yesterday and today:  I was very happy.By all rights I should have been at least a little irritated, seeing as how I dropped way too much money on a crappy wal-mart swimsuit today, and about as much on a crappy wal-mart swimsuit cover-up thing, which is the barest scrap of fabric </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/feeds/114887598637978598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3149822&amp;postID=114887598637978598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114887598637978598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114887598637978598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/2006/05/wow_28.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoex</name><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-3149822.post-114877060190824586</id><published>2006-05-27T17:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-27T17:56:42.090-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today was both bad and good.  Bad:  I left my wallet at home, so I was worried I might've lost it, and couldn't afford lunch.  BUT, Sista pitched in $2.82, so I was able to eat.  Well... I had a bagel back there anyway.  But thanks to Sista I could get cream cheese for it.... and a cookie!  She also bought me dinner when we went out to Wendy's after work, so I owe her.  Thanks, friend!I had to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/feeds/114877060190824586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3149822&amp;postID=114877060190824586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114877060190824586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114877060190824586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/2006/05/today-was-both-bad-and-good.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoex</name><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-3149822.post-114870029914074575</id><published>2006-05-26T22:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T22:24:59.163-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Last couple days: not too exciting.  I still wanted to post in case y'all were worried about the lack of inane blog posts constantly spewing from my brain to this url.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/feeds/114870029914074575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3149822&amp;postID=114870029914074575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114870029914074575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114870029914074575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/2006/05/last-couple-days-not-too-exciting.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoex</name><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-3149822.post-114852865402350661</id><published>2006-05-24T22:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T22:44:14.043-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Phoemeister: hahah, crapPhoemeister: I accidently really pissed off LSEGSui: how so?Phoemeister: well we were talking and he made another one of his creepy/transparent/unwanted come onsPhoemeister: and I was like, "stop it"Phoemeister: and he was like, "you're cold" Phoemeister: and I was like, "first off, tina told me that if I let you say horn dog things to me it gives you ideas and secondly </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/feeds/114852865402350661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3149822&amp;postID=114852865402350661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114852865402350661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114852865402350661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/2006/05/phoemeister-hahah-crap-phoemeister-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoex</name><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-3149822.post-114852003623734777</id><published>2006-05-24T19:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T20:34:38.830-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So I wanted to punch a customer in the face today.  I throw around the phrase "I want to punch ____ in the face" quite a bit, but I really mean it this time.  Basically, she couldn't really understand what I was saying.  Which.... doesn't really make me mad.  We get enough foriegners/mentally disabled/people who should get a hearing aid, that repeating myself has pretty much become par for the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/feeds/114852003623734777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3149822&amp;postID=114852003623734777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114852003623734777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114852003623734777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/2006/05/so-i-wanted-to-punch-customer-in-face.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoex</name><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-3149822.post-114844055828646048</id><published>2006-05-23T22:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T22:15:58.466-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Phoemeister: I found out why my mom didn't want me to take the phoneSui: Oh?Phoemeister: yeah.  She thinks I'm a moron who will lose it.  So what she did was buy me some cheap-ass pay as you go phone today to take with me.So on one hand I'm mad she doesn't think I can handle not losing something for a week, but on the other hand eeeeee!  My own phone!Sui: haha niceSui: You are a big girl now!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/feeds/114844055828646048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3149822&amp;postID=114844055828646048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114844055828646048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114844055828646048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/2006/05/phoemeister-i-found-out-why-my-mom.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoex</name><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-3149822.post-114835825396490683</id><published>2006-05-22T23:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T23:24:13.976-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wow.  I got a lot done today.  I think it's the first time in a long time I've gotten up at 9 when I didn't have work.I signed my lease, read an entire Christopher Moore novel (Blood Sucking Fiends, very good), read a magazine, spent several hours dicking around on the internet and saw Match Point with Mulva.Speaking of which, different vantage points make things hilarious.  Mulva hated all the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/feeds/114835825396490683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3149822&amp;postID=114835825396490683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114835825396490683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114835825396490683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/2006/05/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoex</name><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-3149822.post-114831527218746757</id><published>2006-05-22T11:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T11:27:54.313-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So.... avoiding the house + the internet connection being crappy right now = less posts.  You people are probably glad, though.  I've been having wicked crazy verbal diahrea lately.  ....and not-verbal diahrea.  DAMN YOU, COLITIS!--P 2 tha E's husband says we should've called our Superpoos "Pooper Heroes."  I can't believe we didn't think of that.--Mom HAS been needling me about the trip, but </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/feeds/114831527218746757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3149822&amp;postID=114831527218746757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114831527218746757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114831527218746757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/2006/05/so_22.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoex</name><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-3149822.post-114815350989725309</id><published>2006-05-20T14:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T14:31:49.900-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Phoemeister: and she brought up this thing they've been having on TV where reporters hook up with guys on the internet by posing as 14 year old girls and then confront the creepy old guys that show up to meet themSui: Well last I checked you're not a 14 year old girlSui: I think that's a little differentPhoemeister: you're disapointed you pervSui: hahaSui: cut about 10 years off your age and we </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/feeds/114815350989725309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3149822&amp;postID=114815350989725309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114815350989725309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114815350989725309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/2006/05/phoemeister-and-she-brought-up-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoex</name><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-3149822.post-114815293581419479</id><published>2006-05-20T14:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T14:22:15.836-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So.... Phoe from Elsewhere put up the rest of that poo conver here, if anyone's interested.  It involves us starting a gang of superheros called the Super Poos, and making it into a religon as well.In other news:  finally told the parents about Vegas.  It went a lot better than I thought, they were pretty much like, "Yeah, you're 24 we can't stop you, but just remember that he is probably 50 </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/feeds/114815293581419479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3149822&amp;postID=114815293581419479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114815293581419479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114815293581419479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/2006/05/so.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoex</name><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-3149822.post-114810706999929777</id><published>2006-05-20T01:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T02:17:03.363-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I really am starting to worry that I talk about rape (and crack whores and babies) too much!  Also, I never in my life thought I would come up with the phrase "but what if you had a hairy rapist?"(err.... and I'm sorry if this is confusing, but it's in Gmail chat, Phoe from Elsewhere is Phoe and I am me).Phoe: ah but it's the sugar that jacks me up. caffeine just turns me into a shaking, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/feeds/114810706999929777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3149822&amp;postID=114810706999929777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114810706999929777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114810706999929777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-really-am-starting-to-worry-that-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoex</name><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-3149822.post-114806503566418619</id><published>2006-05-19T13:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T13:57:16.433-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>We finally did the flowers today!!!!!!!!!!!!!  So tomorrow is truth-telling time!Also:  I really like the photo I have up there of Ryan, but it's been up there a couple months, anyone else willing to make an ass out of themselves, photograph it, and give it to me for use on my blog?  Some iconic film moments I suggest as ideas for people:--Amelie, holding up that spoon and looking into the camera</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/feeds/114806503566418619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3149822&amp;postID=114806503566418619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114806503566418619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114806503566418619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/2006/05/we-finally-did-flowers-today-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoex</name><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-3149822.post-114801780186352253</id><published>2006-05-19T00:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T00:50:02.023-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>To work through my day backwards:I left my headlights on all day at work so my battery was dead.  El Camino had to help me jump my car.  It scared me a little, this was the first jumping experience I had where the other person did not know what they were doing.  And I easily believe that something's going to blow up and kill us so I stand back and make the other person do the work.Speaking of El </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/feeds/114801780186352253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3149822&amp;postID=114801780186352253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114801780186352253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114801780186352253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/2006/05/to-work-through-my-day-backwards-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoex</name><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-3149822.post-114793539301575704</id><published>2006-05-18T01:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T01:56:33.170-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today I am cranky, cranky, cranky.1)  Sexy* thinks I'm a bitch, I think.  Because I started my day, as I mentioned, rather crankily.  And we do "reccomends" in the morning, where basically they ask us what we would reccomend to a customer and we mention something we've been enjoying lately.  This is not that helpful, I can't remember a single instance I've used one of them, because usually what I</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/feeds/114793539301575704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3149822&amp;postID=114793539301575704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114793539301575704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114793539301575704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/2006/05/today-i-am-cranky-cranky-cranky.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoex</name><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-3149822.post-114783336177872510</id><published>2006-05-16T21:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T21:36:01.943-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>FUCKING WEATHER!  JUST GET BETTER ALREADY SO I CAN JUST FUCKING TELL MY PARENTS I AM GOING TO LAS VEGAS.And every day I wait the more I just want to tell my mom, and screw the flowers, and her enjoyment of Mother's Day because she's making me miserable already about something else.One reason it sucks to live with my mother while carrying on an arguement with her is because she NEVER LETS IT END.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/feeds/114783336177872510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3149822&amp;postID=114783336177872510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114783336177872510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114783336177872510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/2006/05/fucking-weather-just-get-better.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoex</name><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-3149822.post-114775741708906710</id><published>2006-05-16T00:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T00:30:17.106-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Is there anything sadder than a grown woman attempting to learn to ride a bike (the bike I was using, by the way, was made for someone far taller than me) in front of many amused onlookers?Actually:  not that sad, because it cheered me up a lot, and I needed that.  For all that I'm still not able to ride a bike.I also think adults learning to ride bikes would be an awesome reality TV show.  But </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/feeds/114775741708906710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3149822&amp;postID=114775741708906710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114775741708906710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114775741708906710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/2006/05/is-there-anything-sadder-than-grown.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoex</name><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-3149822.post-114772247406259884</id><published>2006-05-15T14:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T14:47:54.616-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Things annoying me today:--the fact that the application for the appartement I wanted came back to me today because it was so heavy it required extra postage.  Why can't this just go through quickly, like I wanted?  I was having a fairly decent day until this happened, but it makes me mad.--I accidently let slip that the appartement doesn't have a closet, and my mom claims, "that's inhuman!"--</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/feeds/114772247406259884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3149822&amp;postID=114772247406259884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114772247406259884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114772247406259884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/2006/05/things-annoying-me-today-fact-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoex</name><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-3149822.post-114766263995206386</id><published>2006-05-14T22:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T22:10:40.026-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I HATE THE WORLD.  Err, the weather, anyway.Since I had to work today, my family had planned to do mother's day stuff tomorrow.  "Mother's Day stuff," by the way, is going to a nursery and picking out plants.  Years ago, my mom decided that instead of us getting her things, us all spending time picking out flowers together was the way to go (especially since when we were little, technically we </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/feeds/114766263995206386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3149822&amp;postID=114766263995206386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114766263995206386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114766263995206386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-hate-world.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoex</name><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-3149822.post-114758703464978311</id><published>2006-05-14T00:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T01:59:10.360-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So I started out my day with the first nightmare about the trip.  The problem was, somehow I'd booked my return flight in March, which, obviously, would involve time travel to make.  Understandbly:  I was upset about this.On top of that, for some reason, Mulva was driving me to the airport and he had the attention span of a lemur.  He kept wanting to stop for stupid things like snacks and I'd get</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/feeds/114758703464978311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3149822&amp;postID=114758703464978311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114758703464978311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114758703464978311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/2006/05/so-i-started-out-my-day-with-first.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoex</name><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-3149822.post-114750012826997017</id><published>2006-05-13T00:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T01:36:35.876-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Why did I not know how much I love herbal tea!?!?I've never been a huge fan of tea, but lately since it's free at work I've gotten into it.  The loose leaf stuff we have gotten since the cafe switched over:  A+.Anyway, I finally realized what the deal is:  I actually still don't like real tea.  I started drinking herbal tea because I don't like caffiene and then I found out:  it has no real tea </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/feeds/114750012826997017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3149822&amp;postID=114750012826997017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114750012826997017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114750012826997017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/2006/05/why-did-i-not-know-how-much-i-love.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoex</name><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-3149822.post-114746147388596522</id><published>2006-05-12T14:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T14:17:53.900-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Phoemeister: man, I hate tlking to LSEGPhoemeister: he sid "guess what" to me and I wanted to be like, "You failed at suicide yet again?  Well you know, if at first you dont' suceed...."Sui: hahaSui: NiceSui: YOu should have totally said thatPhoemeister: yeahPhoemeister: instead I went with "what?"Phoemeister: and now i'm hearing how he passed out in a Hastings.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/feeds/114746147388596522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3149822&amp;postID=114746147388596522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114746147388596522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114746147388596522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/2006/05/phoemeister-man-i-hate-tlking-to-lseg.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoex</name><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-3149822.post-114745918021821010</id><published>2006-05-12T13:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T13:39:40.230-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sui: Love is fleeting, hate burns eternal, as they sayPhoemeister: hahaPhoemeister: hate springs eternalSui: springs, burns, whateverSui: Burning seems to fit it betterPhoemeister: hhaPhoemeister: mybe I'll sve that saying for pooPhoemeister: but that burns tooSui: haha</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/feeds/114745918021821010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3149822&amp;postID=114745918021821010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114745918021821010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114745918021821010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/2006/05/sui-love-is-fleeting-hate-burns.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoex</name><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-3149822.post-114745566024242030</id><published>2006-05-12T12:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T12:41:00.416-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hate the world, revenge soon, take out everyone!Oh, by the way, my A key is being erratic, so if I miss some A's, it is computer error, not human error!Anyway, bck to the hate: Today my prents offered to buy  condo (which I went and opened my stupid mouth a few months go nd sid that it would be nice to have  condo insted of n pprtement so I wouldn't have to throw my money away) nd then let me py </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/feeds/114745566024242030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3149822&amp;postID=114745566024242030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114745566024242030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114745566024242030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/2006/05/hate-world-revenge-soon-take-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoex</name><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-3149822.post-114741069934594316</id><published>2006-05-12T00:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T00:11:39.410-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sui: let me find this fileSui: So I started playing this songSui: I was going to record myself playing the sax with itSui: and the clock started chiming exactly in time with it Sui: it was totally an accident.. I started recording.. hit play on the song.. and then the clock started chimingPhoemeister: what is this song?Sui: It's the theme song for this evil villain guy in a game called Chrono </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/feeds/114741069934594316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3149822&amp;postID=114741069934594316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114741069934594316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114741069934594316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/2006/05/sui-let-me-find-this-file-sui-so-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoex</name><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-3149822.post-114740876575343903</id><published>2006-05-11T23:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T23:39:25.763-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Happy surprise brought to me by none other than Sista:Sista: i found the soundtrack with ben folds the hedge one or whatever in the promos and put it in your mailboxPhoemeister: YESPhoemeister: YOU ARE MY BEST FRIENDPhoemeister: I did not want to pay for thatPhoemeister: thanks so much!Phoemeister: that will be the first decent thing ever I will have gleaned from promosKnowlege brought to me by </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/feeds/114740876575343903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3149822&amp;postID=114740876575343903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114740876575343903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114740876575343903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/2006/05/happy-surprise-brought-to-me-by-none.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoex</name><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-3149822.post-114731421114716771</id><published>2006-05-10T20:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T22:12:15.380-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today had the potential to really suck.  Reason 1:  I did not get very much sleep last night.  Which, by the way, if I am cranky lately or seem cranky in the immediate future, please cut me a little slack as I have not slept well since APRIL.  This morning I was especially tired, though, because last night I stayed up listening to music in hopes of sleeping better.  It didn't work, as none of the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/feeds/114731421114716771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3149822&amp;postID=114731421114716771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114731421114716771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114731421114716771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/2006/05/today-had-potential-to-really-suck.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoex</name><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-3149822.post-114722225751120401</id><published>2006-05-09T19:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T19:50:57.573-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I WIN!Things I won at today:1)  Getting the new Red Hot Chili Peppers album, Stadium Arcadium.2)  Completing Phase 1 of The Plan:  (getting time off work for my vacation, confirming that the landlord is okay with me moving in the place I want.  Hoping to sign the lease before I go on my trip)3)  Completing Phase 2 of The Plan:  booking airline tickets.Phase 3:  telling the parents, we all know, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/feeds/114722225751120401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3149822&amp;postID=114722225751120401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114722225751120401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114722225751120401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-win-things-i-won-at-today-1-getting.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoex</name><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-3149822.post-114711383982687846</id><published>2006-05-08T13:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T13:44:01.470-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Phoemeister: I never go to Hardee'sSui: Have you ever eaten there?Phoemeister: like a million years ago before they made all those changes.  I dunno, their ads do not inspire me to go there.Phoemeister: when I go to a fast food joint, my main attraction is not "OH MY GOD THE BIGGEST FUCKING BURGER YOU HAVE SEEN IN YOUR LIFE"Sui: hahaSui: well they do have normal sized burgers tooSui: their 6 </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/feeds/114711383982687846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3149822&amp;postID=114711383982687846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114711383982687846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114711383982687846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/2006/05/phoemeister-i-never-go-to-hardees-sui.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoex</name><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-3149822.post-114710859259557365</id><published>2006-05-08T11:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T12:16:35.703-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Phoemeister: so under interests on my myspace pagePhoemeister: I put pooMulva: but are you really interested in it?Phoemeister: no.  I am totally a poo poserMulva: after someone has to poo it, do you study it?Mulva: oh wow, fraud!Phoemeister: no.  I was just frontin'Phoemeister: you called me out on it!Mulva: POO FRAUD ASTONISHES NATIONMulva: PHOE REALLY NOT THAT INTO POOPhoemeister: haha  "a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/feeds/114710859259557365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3149822&amp;postID=114710859259557365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114710859259557365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114710859259557365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/2006/05/phoemeister-so-under-interests-on-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoex</name><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-3149822.post-114706327740619552</id><published>2006-05-07T23:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T23:41:17.560-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So, I've talked to Optpri, and she's come up with a stunningly brilliant yet simple plan of action RE: dealing with my parents:At this age, especially since I'm moving out soon anyway, they do not have the right to tell me I can't do anything unless I give them that right.  So basically, I go into this thing saying, "Oh, by the way, I'm going to take a trip."  Instead of "Can I go on a trip?" or </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/feeds/114706327740619552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3149822&amp;postID=114706327740619552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114706327740619552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114706327740619552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/2006/05/so-ive-talked-to-optpri-and-shes-come.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoex</name><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-3149822.post-114698126361064815</id><published>2006-05-07T00:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T01:05:32.380-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So I decided to tell the truth.  I have a pitch I'm going to write down for my dad and then discuss it with him, and hopefully get him to agree and then use him to help me work on mom.  And if they don't....  I'll have to grow a set of balls and go anyway, I guess.  Which I really don't relish the thought of, but I hate lying.Anyway, here's the pitch I plan to give, anyone have any input?:I know </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/feeds/114698126361064815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3149822&amp;postID=114698126361064815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114698126361064815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114698126361064815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/2006/05/so-i-decided-to-tell-truth.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoex</name><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-3149822.post-114697343566317333</id><published>2006-05-06T22:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T23:35:16.030-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today was awesome.  Just one of those days where everything seems to go well.  First off, two of the n00bs were there, thus relieving some of the pressure to constantly be on registers.  I did spend some time at the registers, but Shiv did most of the interacting with customers while I was there to make sure there was someone answer questions.  Speaking of Shiv, he totally used "pwned" in a real </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/feeds/114697343566317333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3149822&amp;postID=114697343566317333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114697343566317333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114697343566317333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/2006/05/today-was-awesome.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoex</name><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-3149822.post-114689913193466187</id><published>2006-05-06T01:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T02:05:32.016-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>There is more and more to love about the upcoming months!Which is good, because frankly I had begun to dread them.  So far, things making me feel icky are:  right now, having to teach things to the new supervisor that has the job I wanted in the first place, doing more and more registers, having less and less early shifts, and a boatload of my friends moving.BUT:  good things:  in July, I get to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/feeds/114689913193466187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3149822&amp;postID=114689913193466187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114689913193466187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114689913193466187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/2006/05/there-is-more-and-more-to-love-about.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoex</name><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-3149822.post-114679616440758749</id><published>2006-05-04T21:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T21:29:24.490-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm feeling very lonely and sorry for myself today.  Against all reason, I think why I've probably stuck with living with the 'rents so long (even when I lived in the dorms I came home every weekend) is because when I have a day off work, I can (and often do) easily end up not speaking to another soul all day.No, this does not mean I am having second thoughts about moving.  I mean, last night I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/feeds/114679616440758749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3149822&amp;postID=114679616440758749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114679616440758749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114679616440758749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/2006/05/im-feeling-very-lonely-and-sorry-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoex</name><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-3149822.post-114676496981325481</id><published>2006-05-04T12:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T12:49:29.826-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Phoemeister: so you know those tee shirts/bumper stickers that make  people's jobs sound dirty, like, "dentists do it with a smile" or "gymnasts do it with their feet in the air"?Sui: haha yeahPhoemeister: I'd like to come up with a line of those for medieval jobs no longer in existencePhoemeister: like "hangmen do it with a noose" or "hatters do it while slowly going insane from mercury </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/feeds/114676496981325481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3149822&amp;postID=114676496981325481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114676496981325481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114676496981325481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/2006/05/phoemeister-so-you-know-those-tee.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoex</name><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-3149822.post-114671864982040689</id><published>2006-05-03T23:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T23:58:08.773-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So I decided to not only wear makeup, but be as girly as possible (for me, which basically entails putting my hear up in a clip, and wearing a skirt as well as the makeup).  I got the assorted comments of astonishment and/or praise.  My two favorite were Optpri and Mouse (though Mouse's was good mainly for the delivery, which of course I cannot replicate for you).Mouse:  Are you wearing makeup?  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/feeds/114671864982040689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3149822&amp;postID=114671864982040689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114671864982040689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114671864982040689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/2006/05/so-i-decided-to-not-only-wear-makeup.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoex</name><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-3149822.post-114662962858542548</id><published>2006-05-02T22:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T23:13:48.726-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm a pretty lady!  A pretty, pretty lady!Errr.... I bought some makeup.  On my mom's dime!The thing is, my mom knows if left to my own devices I would never buy any hair products, makup, or clothes.  So she will sometimes pony up some dough in hopes that I might someday turn out girly after all.I went to a Mary Kay party at one of my ex-coworker's houses, and before I went, she told me I could </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/feeds/114662962858542548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3149822&amp;postID=114662962858542548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114662962858542548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114662962858542548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/2006/05/im-pretty-lady-pretty-pretty-lady-errr.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoex</name><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-3149822.post-114651168585306487</id><published>2006-05-01T13:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T21:28:53.163-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today when I woke up I started daydreaming about all the stuff I'm going to buy for my appartement in July.  This includes but is not limited to:  a nice computer (I don't need top of the line or anything, but I'd like something that won't break in a year, and that I could conceivably be using a long time from now, when we all live under the sea and speak squid), a nice stereo (ditto), bed, desk,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/feeds/114651168585306487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3149822&amp;postID=114651168585306487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114651168585306487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114651168585306487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/2006/05/today-when-i-woke-up-i-started.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoex</name><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-3149822.post-114644315344011838</id><published>2006-04-30T19:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T19:25:53.580-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So yesterday, there were some marketing people from the corporate office to help us out with the grand opening of our cafe.  The one lady just walked back behind the registers like she owned the place, even though I had no idea who she was, and I pretty much just let her, because she seemed to know what she was doing.So I was talking about it:Me:  Yeah, so I think not even questioning her was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/feeds/114644315344011838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3149822&amp;postID=114644315344011838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114644315344011838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114644315344011838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/2006/04/so-yesterday-there-were-some-marketing.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoex</name><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-3149822.post-114636097362075845</id><published>2006-04-29T20:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T20:47:15.813-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oh there was another incident I feel the need to post, which is I apparently just made friends with a guy who works at McDonalds.  He just randomly started talking me while I was waiting for my Chicken Selects today.By the way, to preface this, so you all don't think I'm a freak who eats McDonalds for every meal or something, I'd like to point out:  actually, I'm a freak who eats Taco Bell for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/feeds/114636097362075845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3149822&amp;postID=114636097362075845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114636097362075845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114636097362075845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/2006/04/oh-there-was-another-incident-i-feel.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoex</name><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-3149822.post-114635981310763251</id><published>2006-04-29T19:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T20:58:12.530-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So today was bleh, but not as bad as it could've been.I am, however, getting REALLY tired of the Bruce Springsteen/Pete Seeger CD.  It's been played at least once a day at work since it came out, plus some of the tracks are options for what would normally play on the overhead anyway, and then today it got played multiple times.  I'm not saying it's a bad cd (for other people to listen to), but </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/feeds/114635981310763251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3149822&amp;postID=114635981310763251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114635981310763251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114635981310763251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/2006/04/so-today-was-bleh-but-not-as-bad-as-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoex</name><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-3149822.post-114629223908510602</id><published>2006-04-29T01:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T01:38:46.400-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So Nickel* brought in Kelly Clarkson today for after close.  Man, I at least have to admire the cojones it takes for someone to bring Kelly Clarkson into IndieHipsterLand.  AND, it was kind of fun to see the anger Kelly Clarkson arouses in Mouse.  I thought he might implode or something.  My own position on the issue:  I don't really like Kelly either, but she's at least better than Nickelback, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/feeds/114629223908510602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3149822&amp;postID=114629223908510602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114629223908510602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114629223908510602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/2006/04/so-nickel-brought-in-kelly-clarkson.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoex</name><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-3149822.post-114618540392503341</id><published>2006-04-27T19:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T19:50:05.736-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I've written a couple new posts on KS.  Otherwise: I have done NOTHING all day.  And that's how I like it, ya hear?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/feeds/114618540392503341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3149822&amp;postID=114618540392503341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114618540392503341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114618540392503341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/2006/04/ive-written-couple-new-posts-on-ks.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoex</name><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-3149822.post-114611075622571966</id><published>2006-04-26T22:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T23:09:05.936-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oh I forgot to mention that the result of my sparsely attended unity dinner, I have begun a campaign of actively shaming people who said they would come but did not.  This involves writing all their names up on the dry erase board in back and writing "shame" over and over with arrows pointing to their names with, "If you don't want to go to something, you should say no instead of getting people's</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/feeds/114611075622571966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3149822&amp;postID=114611075622571966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114611075622571966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114611075622571966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/2006/04/oh-i-forgot-to-mention-that-result-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoex</name><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-3149822.post-114610571081064331</id><published>2006-04-26T21:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T21:45:16.270-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today was awful.  It's the third time lately I've been on registers all day, a disturbing trend.  It is a damn good thing that I have tomorrow off, because I think without a little rest I would flip out and start killing people if I had to deal with stupid people or explain our stupid rewards program.Add to that the fact that I have a relatively low percentage level at signing people up, and it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/feeds/114610571081064331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3149822&amp;postID=114610571081064331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114610571081064331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114610571081064331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/2006/04/today-was-awful.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoex</name><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-3149822.post-114602068373184254</id><published>2006-04-25T21:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T22:04:43.883-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Unity Dinner:  a success.  I may not have gotten quantity, but I did get quality, in the form of Sista, Optpri, &amp; Mouse.  Friendship, laughter, and noodles were shared by all.  I think "you're having baby!" is really catching on with the crew.  Someday I will make it spread to the entire universe, even to aliens that do not have babies so much as spawn.  Though hopefully they won't take it upon </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/feeds/114602068373184254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3149822&amp;postID=114602068373184254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114602068373184254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114602068373184254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/2006/04/unity-dinner-success.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoex</name><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-3149822.post-114599806994776990</id><published>2006-04-25T15:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T15:47:50.156-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So I guess I don't care as much about Alan Alda as I thought I did.I checked out his autobiography and I'm like, "bleh."  I have come to the conclusion that it's actually not a bad book (as much as I complain about it to others), but that I just don't feel like reading it when I sit down to do it, but I feel compelled to anyway, since I'm on a time limit.  On one hand I really do want to read </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/feeds/114599806994776990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3149822&amp;postID=114599806994776990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114599806994776990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114599806994776990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/2006/04/so-i-guess-i-dont-care-as-much-about.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoex</name><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-3149822.post-114593461040419748</id><published>2006-04-24T22:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-24T22:10:10.460-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today was awesome.  DOUBLE FEATURE!...which basically means that Sista and went and saw two movies (American Dreamz &amp; Thank You For Smoking).  But I've noticed even if you're doing something not that exciting, if you make a big deal out of it, it is a lot more fun.  So... we basically yelled "DOUBLE FEATURE!" a lot before, after, and in between movies.  And during previews and the double showing </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/feeds/114593461040419748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3149822&amp;postID=114593461040419748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114593461040419748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114593461040419748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/2006/04/today-was-awesome.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoex</name><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-3149822.post-114590697171266921</id><published>2006-04-24T14:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-24T14:29:31.870-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So yesterday I gave in and helped with Mulva's movie.  I had my reservations at first, but I guess that's how it goes.  Bad things:  the Movie Fan (setting of this picture) is very hot, and when I get hot, I turn pink like a drunk.  So I am sweaty and drunk-pink in this.  Also:  generic licorice is not very good.Good things:  Mulva's friends are easily as twisted as I am.  Also, there was a guy </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/feeds/114590697171266921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3149822&amp;postID=114590697171266921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114590697171266921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114590697171266921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/2006/04/so-yesterday-i-gave-in-and-helped-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoex</name><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-3149822.post-114576156725044050</id><published>2006-04-22T22:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-22T22:06:07.263-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So... Sista read my post from yesterday, and IM'ed me:Sista: YOU LICKED MY POSTER?Sista: my choking poster in the back?Phoemeister: hahaPhoemeister: yes, I didPhoemeister: it was accidently thoughPhoemeister: why, by the way, do you have a choking poster at your desk?Sista: i needed decorationThis amuses me enough that I end up pasting it over to Ryan:Sui: hahaSui: how do you accidentally lick </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/feeds/114576156725044050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3149822&amp;postID=114576156725044050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114576156725044050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114576156725044050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/2006/04/so_22.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoex</name><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-3149822.post-114575638262996783</id><published>2006-04-22T19:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-22T21:07:14.346-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sometimes I really, really hate this town.  Don't get me wrong, I'm not one of the people who are hardcore about hating it.  Sure, it's not exciting, but what is?  People always complain there's nothing to do here, but I don't really know what these phantom "things to do" are in other towns they refer to.  All I can think of is more parties &amp; concerts, which I wouldn't go to anyway, or more </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/feeds/114575638262996783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3149822&amp;postID=114575638262996783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114575638262996783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114575638262996783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/2006/04/sometimes-i-really-really-hate-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoex</name><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-3149822.post-114568675324502667</id><published>2006-04-22T00:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-22T01:35:47.756-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So I totally went crazy at work today.  There is this case of fruity tea in the back that like, expired a year ago that they gave to us to drink that I say is partially to blame.  Not so much the fact that it is expired as that I had way too much.  Because I had like two of them.  In three hours.  I think I sloshed.Which, I don't know if you've ever noticed (or drink in the quantities I do), but </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/feeds/114568675324502667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3149822&amp;postID=114568675324502667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114568675324502667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114568675324502667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/2006/04/so-i-totally-went-crazy-at-work-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoex</name><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-3149822.post-114559098507067927</id><published>2006-04-20T22:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T22:43:05.116-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Attention all, breaking bulletin:Sista: btw hit that shit is totally hitting some other shitPhoemeister: eh, that's okayPhoemeister: I don't even know himSista: his girlfriend is a sorority girlSista: its so weirdPhoemeister: ahahaPhoemeister: "Like, oh my god!"Phoemeister: anyway, it's better this waySista: yeahSista: but she seems nice even though i didn't talk to herPhoemeister: that's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/feeds/114559098507067927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3149822&amp;postID=114559098507067927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114559098507067927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3149822/posts/default/114559098507067927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phoemeister.blogspot.com/2006/04/attention-all-breaking-bulletin-sista.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoex</name><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>
