<?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-6188908</id><updated>2011-04-22T04:44:07.029+02:00</updated><title type='text'>.::Calling a candid cadence::.</title><subtitle type='html'>The Army Life...In columns left and columns right, Dream of Drill Sergeants every night.  Love for moms and apple pie, makes me say I want to cry. 
~~ParfaitPrncss@hotmail.com~~</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dawunderbunny.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawunderbunny.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>para</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02166852960255368179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>83</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188908.post-109938090112356163</id><published>2004-11-02T08:30:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-11-02T08:35:01.123+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A lil funny for your day.</title><summary type='text'>A couple goes on vacation to a fishing resort in Northern Minnesota.  The husband likes to fish at the crack of dawn. The wife likes to read.One morning, the husband returns after several hours of fishing, and decides to take a nap. Although not familiar with the lake, the wife decides to take the boat out.  She motors out a short distance, anchors, and continues to read her book.Along comes a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/109938090112356163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/109938090112356163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawunderbunny.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#109938090112356163' title='A lil funny for your day.'/><author><name>para</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02166852960255368179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188908.post-109791693834311601</id><published>2004-10-16T10:01:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-10-16T10:55:38.343+02:00</updated><title type='text'>What am I doing caring about politics, anyway?</title><summary type='text'>Gosh, just when I get all nonchalant about this stupid election and everything...something reminds me. Oh, yeah. It's my ass on the line, really.I asked someone the other day, during a discussion about Barbara Nitke and her battle against Ashcroft, why I should care if John Ashcroft is anybody's friend or not. "Because you're a hedonistic, sadomasochistic, bisexual, MILITARY promoter of porn and</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/109791693834311601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/109791693834311601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawunderbunny.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109791693834311601' title='What am I doing caring about politics, anyway?'/><author><name>para</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02166852960255368179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188908.post-109776006899875147</id><published>2004-10-14T14:04:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-10-14T15:21:08.996+02:00</updated><title type='text'>To Draft or Not To Draft?</title><summary type='text'>You know...every time I take a peek at my entire blog, going back over some of my older posts, I wince almost painfully. I know I'm not much of a political individual and I am embarassed to say that I'm not even voting just because I can't decide upon the lesser of the two evils. And all this crap about how women should vote because of all the angst and torture and hard work women in the past </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/109776006899875147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/109776006899875147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawunderbunny.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109776006899875147' title='To Draft or Not To Draft?'/><author><name>para</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02166852960255368179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188908.post-109744061351951722</id><published>2004-10-10T21:52:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-10-10T22:36:53.520+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Did ya miss me? </title><summary type='text'>Well, hell. I've been pretty darned busy. You could even call me one busy beaver. And it's not that I haven't really thought about blogging, but...just disinterested and distracted. So many other things going on. But then I got to thinking about it. With so many other things going on...why not put them here to share? Yeah, I've got all the little communities and stuff that I'm a member of to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/109744061351951722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/109744061351951722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawunderbunny.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109744061351951722' title='Did ya miss me? '/><author><name>para</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02166852960255368179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188908.post-109014323169433872</id><published>2004-07-18T10:53:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-07-18T11:43:22.486+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Back in action at Floggernet!</title><summary type='text'>Take note: Floggernet Radio has a new IP address!!You may now access the radio station through Winamp -  press CTL-L and enter 209.176.110.198:8000 and select OK. This can also be done using any streaming-internet capable player. Just go to file, Open URL and then enter the IP address shown above. If the station is up and public (which is when there's actually a DJ such as me there), it'll </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/109014323169433872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/109014323169433872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawunderbunny.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109014323169433872' title='Back in action at Floggernet!'/><author><name>para</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02166852960255368179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188908.post-108988328630414315</id><published>2004-07-15T09:43:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-10-13T09:42:46.306+02:00</updated><title type='text'>As the writer...</title><summary type='text'>So many strange things have been going on. I've been discussing my writing/work with someone and I think I'm on the right track now. There's just one thing that makes me nervous when I write like I am. I'm feeling very vulnerable. Yes, there's that little fear of rejection when I submit what I've done, but...I think I fear actually being accepted more. Because what I've written is VERY personal. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/108988328630414315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/108988328630414315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawunderbunny.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108988328630414315' title='As the writer...'/><author><name>para</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02166852960255368179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188908.post-108910647587798002</id><published>2004-07-06T10:54:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-07-06T11:34:35.876+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Okay...I appologize.</title><summary type='text'>I'm sorry for that rant and rave there in the last segment. I'm also sorry that I haven't been able to update on a regular basis. I want to update now to my little soul's content. It's just that I am strapped for time. Not even in a good way. lol. It doesn't even keep me out of trouble like it should.So...here's what I'm going to do. I've got several EXCELLENT days worth of blogging left to do </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/108910647587798002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/108910647587798002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawunderbunny.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108910647587798002' title='Okay...I appologize.'/><author><name>para</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02166852960255368179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188908.post-108860525321412697</id><published>2004-06-30T15:52:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-06-30T16:20:53.213+02:00</updated><title type='text'>What the fuck?!?</title><summary type='text'>Ok, I get it. Er...at least I thought I did. No..no...I take that back. I don't get one single friggin' part of it. Get this:"While the interim government has formally taken office, the reconstruction effort — involving everything from building electric and sewage plants to training police officers and judges — is only beginning.Scrambling to speed up the process, the Pentagon has recently </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/108860525321412697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/108860525321412697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawunderbunny.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108860525321412697' title='What the fuck?!?'/><author><name>para</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02166852960255368179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188908.post-108810956230716814</id><published>2004-06-24T22:25:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-06-24T22:39:22.306+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Oops, I did it again!</title><summary type='text'>I'll be going to another concert next weekend. The Wuerzburg University is hosting MTV Campus Invasion and I've just GOT to go. Unfortunately...that's the same day as the Mozart festival at the Residenz, but I can't be at both places at the same time, no matter how good I think I am. So...I'm meeting up with my friend Nicole and we're making an evening of it. Unfortunately, tomorrow night is *</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/108810956230716814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/108810956230716814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawunderbunny.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108810956230716814' title='Oops, I did it again!'/><author><name>para</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02166852960255368179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188908.post-108730830339617173</id><published>2004-06-21T15:02:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-06-22T16:20:01.060+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Forever and a day later...</title><summary type='text'> Well...wow. Yeah, so much has been going on. I've got a little spare time and motivation to post a little update, so here goes. I sure did go to that ROCKamRing festival and only had to go to the Emergency Room once. Not bad considering. The drive over was uneventful UNTIL I actually got there. Sat parked in traffic for about an hour watching the already drunken party-goers pissing on the side </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/108730830339617173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/108730830339617173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawunderbunny.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108730830339617173' title='Forever and a day later...'/><author><name>para</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02166852960255368179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188908.post-108616863319072169</id><published>2004-06-02T11:23:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-10-13T08:37:44.720+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a day or so away...</title><summary type='text'>Oh, did I mention that I'm going to ROCKamRING? Yeah, I thought so. lol I leave tomorrow night. Wanna know what sucks, though? Rain. Yeah, you guessed it. It's supposed to be those annoyingly inconvenient scattered rain showers for the next few days, which means it'll be a muddy mess and will never really dry out. Alas, I'll just have to drink that much more to stay warm, right? And I've seen the</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/108616863319072169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/108616863319072169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawunderbunny.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108616863319072169' title='Just a day or so away...'/><author><name>para</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02166852960255368179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188908.post-108513275862416099</id><published>2004-05-21T11:22:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-05-21T11:45:58.626+02:00</updated><title type='text'>argh!!!</title><summary type='text'>I absolutely despise these computer programs sometimes. I'll write and write and write, and then boom! All of my work gone when it says the damned thing encountered a problem and has to close. Sorry for the inconvenience. Argh!!!Anyway, I didn't get that DeSade record. Don't think I didn't pout to Laura personally for that one, but I did get the John Preston book and some Mercedes Lackey. Why, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/108513275862416099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/108513275862416099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawunderbunny.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108513275862416099' title='argh!!!'/><author><name>para</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02166852960255368179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188908.post-108452786487723637</id><published>2004-05-14T11:27:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-05-14T11:44:24.876+02:00</updated><title type='text'>And I'm still holding my breath!</title><summary type='text'>Oooohhh...I'm finally able to relax a little bit, having won the bidding for a copy of Laura Antoniou's "Looking For Mr. Preston" books. Why, you may be asking, did I want a copy of this book, exactly? I know, I know, I'm hardly old..er...experienced enough to have been aware of John "back in the day", and I'm not exactly a poster-child for gay-rights movements, but...I'm a writer. I write lots </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/108452786487723637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/108452786487723637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawunderbunny.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108452786487723637' title='And I&apos;m still holding my breath!'/><author><name>para</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02166852960255368179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188908.post-108436081988439117</id><published>2004-05-12T12:32:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-05-12T13:20:19.886+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Here's the generalized "scoop"...</title><summary type='text'>I feel as though I've been drawn into the political mine field as of lately. Being over here in Germany, with soooo many of my friends and even relatives deployed over in Iraq right now, it's no wonder I'm scared and nervous and curious about how this year's election will go. Apparently, it's Bush/Kerry. That's it. That's it? WTF!?OK, don't get me wrong...I pulled for Bush in the last election, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/108436081988439117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/108436081988439117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawunderbunny.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108436081988439117' title='Here&apos;s the generalized &quot;scoop&quot;...'/><author><name>para</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02166852960255368179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188908.post-108419846870905831</id><published>2004-05-10T15:35:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-05-10T16:14:28.710+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, I like it!</title><summary type='text'>Kudos to Blogger. Everything looks great. Lots of new buttons to hit and everything! I love buttons! And things are more rounded and "bloggy"-looking, soft and subtle. Very modern and friendly. Yep. I definately like it. Ok, now...about me. Here's the scoop. I've about abandoned all things that I used to obsess myself with. I hardly ever chat, even though I submitted to Billy and bought a damned</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/108419846870905831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/108419846870905831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawunderbunny.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108419846870905831' title='Oh, I like it!'/><author><name>para</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02166852960255368179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188908.post-108375746189160808</id><published>2004-05-05T13:35:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-05-05T14:11:37.513+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, boy...lookie here!</title><summary type='text'>Uh, oh folks. I'm in trouble. I have a very disturbing sexual disorder! Practically diagnosed by the Society for the Scientific Study of Sexuality, no less! Get a load of this: Sexuality Studies~On a daily basis we saw a variety of medical and legal patients presenting to the clinic due to their problems. Most had committed criminal offenses against children or women, but others were </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/108375746189160808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/108375746189160808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawunderbunny.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108375746189160808' title='Oh, boy...lookie here!'/><author><name>para</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02166852960255368179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188908.post-108365367594908228</id><published>2004-05-04T08:53:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-05-04T09:23:14.763+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Always with a lighter side...</title><summary type='text'>Asymmetrical Information has some great humor. I find the strangest stuff out there, and like to stick to the satirical. Enjoy and I'll be back with some more personal input. :)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/108365367594908228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/108365367594908228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawunderbunny.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108365367594908228' title='Always with a lighter side...'/><author><name>para</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02166852960255368179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188908.post-108322355035079174</id><published>2004-04-29T09:23:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-04-29T09:31:00.420+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Something to make you smile...</title><summary type='text'>I love my friends. They're always witty and encouraging and well...obscene. This is one of the cuter and milder banters that I've encountered from them...                            POTATO PROSTITUTES Two little potatoes are standing on the street corner. One is a prostitute. How can you tell which one is the prostitute?        *Hold on......        *You're gonna love it... It's the one</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/108322355035079174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/108322355035079174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawunderbunny.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108322355035079174' title='Something to make you smile...'/><author><name>para</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02166852960255368179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188908.post-108262124156722127</id><published>2004-04-22T08:47:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-04-22T10:34:24.640+02:00</updated><title type='text'>How's this for a change of mind?</title><summary type='text'>It's amazing to me how bi-polar our society seems. We're a wishy washy bunch that too easily and too soon forget. I don't know what you were all doing the day that the terrorists took over the world, but I know alot of people were crying. Sad, fearful, mournful, angry, vengeful, furious, downright pissed kind of crying going on. The world...OUR world wanted answers, action, and a solution. OK, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/108262124156722127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/108262124156722127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawunderbunny.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108262124156722127' title='How&apos;s this for a &lt;a href=&quot;http://people-press.org/reports/display.php3?ReportID=3&quot;&gt;change of mind&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;?'/><author><name>para</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02166852960255368179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188908.post-108136513093369435</id><published>2004-04-07T20:57:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-04-07T21:19:18.966+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, the Blahs.</title><summary type='text'>I've been feeling very much in a rut and trampled. Nothing in particular, just an overall feeling of melancholy. I've been doing alot of serious thinking about my life and where's it's going and, well...I need to make a few little adjustments, I think. I've started my story (finally) and hope to submit bits and pieces to someone for critical analysis. That makes me nervous as hell. Why does that </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/108136513093369435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/108136513093369435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawunderbunny.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108136513093369435' title='Oh, the Blahs.'/><author><name>para</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02166852960255368179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188908.post-108065633000885428</id><published>2004-03-30T16:05:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2004-04-01T10:21:11.856+02:00</updated><title type='text'>A little crude, yes, but VERY ...somethingorother.</title><summary type='text'>"So my question would be... what the fuck do I care if gay people want to be married?"An ehowa eureka!Yes, very good question, indeed. This article is something I stumbled upon and while I can't say Im proud of the source, I'm very proud to know that there are still semi-rational people out there somewhere, some of the time. I give a gracious tip o' the hat to this guy for publically voicing </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/108065633000885428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/108065633000885428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawunderbunny.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108065633000885428' title='A little crude, yes, but VERY ...somethingorother.'/><author><name>para</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02166852960255368179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188908.post-108054168121844913</id><published>2004-03-29T08:13:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-03-29T09:51:32.340+02:00</updated><title type='text'>What's this? A potential equal-protection clause?</title><summary type='text'>While most polls indicate that the majority of Americans oppose same-sex marriages, MTV research indicates that voters aged 18 to 24 actually support giving gay couples the right to marry.  Kerry says marry?Over here in Germany, serving with our nation's army, I haven't exactly been up to date with the current events and frankly haven't has the slightest inclination towards any of the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/108054168121844913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/108054168121844913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawunderbunny.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108054168121844913' title='What&apos;s this? A potential equal-protection clause?'/><author><name>para</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02166852960255368179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188908.post-108043201814141648</id><published>2004-03-28T00:55:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-03-29T09:55:43.076+02:00</updated><title type='text'>As an update...</title><summary type='text'>What's wrong with me, you ask? I've got a severe case of writer's block/performance anxiety lately. I seem to be that way about everything. People, my writing, my work, and even family. I keep putting things off, thinking that I'll have a lightning-quick jolt of brilliance that will inspire me and motivate me. I'm still waiting on that.But till then, I figured there was no time like the present </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/108043201814141648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/108043201814141648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawunderbunny.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108043201814141648' title='As an update...'/><author><name>para</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02166852960255368179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188908.post-107961491698173381</id><published>2004-03-18T14:01:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-03-29T10:21:09.043+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Bear with me, please...</title><summary type='text'>Let's see if I can get a link to post up here. This is my first time at a full-hearted attempt. God bless the beans</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107961491698173381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107961491698173381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawunderbunny.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107961491698173381' title='Bear with me, please...'/><author><name>para</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02166852960255368179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188908.post-107919691546984371</id><published>2004-03-13T17:46:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-03-13T17:58:27.560+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The future of "Cadence"</title><summary type='text'>I'm about to do something a little (ok, alot) different with Calling Cadence here. I haven't been entirely satisfied with the way it's turning out. I had originally intended to post quips and quotes here, but it's become more of an outlet for my venting. I don't really want it to continue in that fashion, so...I'm going to do something that I've been thinking about for a while now. I write. I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107919691546984371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107919691546984371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawunderbunny.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107919691546984371' title='The future of &quot;Cadence&quot;'/><author><name>para</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02166852960255368179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188908.post-107917568513305235</id><published>2004-03-13T11:33:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-03-13T12:04:37.653+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmm...it's all in the coffee.</title><summary type='text'>So much of my life revolves around coffee. Is that sad? I catch the word somewhere and boom! I'm taken to another lifestyle, another time and place. So, anyway...that's probably not going to make so much sense to most, but if you're like me, then you'll just "get it".Here's the latest scoop on the tasty beverage, btw...all in my favor, too!http://www.smh.com.au/articles/2004/03/10/1078594430622</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107917568513305235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107917568513305235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawunderbunny.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107917568513305235' title='Hmm...it&apos;s all in the coffee.'/><author><name>para</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02166852960255368179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188908.post-107884205404913440</id><published>2004-03-09T15:04:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-03-09T15:24:01.000+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Good news</title><summary type='text'>I know I might be anal retentive, but I want to make sure there's a current posting of that URL for floggernet radio. Here ya go: http://63.239.59.237:8000/So...Here's my tentative schedule: Sunday, Monday and Tuesday from 8-11 GMT. Let's see...that's 2-5 EST. I'm likely to hop on if there's clear air to keep there from being dead silence, but I don't want to interrupt anyone else, so I'll try </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107884205404913440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107884205404913440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawunderbunny.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107884205404913440' title='Good news'/><author><name>para</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02166852960255368179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188908.post-107874854473319767</id><published>2004-03-08T12:43:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-03-08T13:26:43.950+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ok, I'm sorry that I didn't get a fresh, new blog up on Friday night after having my computer de-bugged and such...I went out. And I really wasn't feeling all that great on Saturday. lol. Go figure. But you know how I was afraid I'd lose everything that was important on my computer? Well...there's really not that much of importance, lots of songs, lots of pictures and a program or two. Luckily, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107874854473319767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107874854473319767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawunderbunny.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107874854473319767' title=''/><author><name>para</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02166852960255368179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188908.post-1078494624563033</id><published>2004-03-05T14:44:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-03-05T14:53:25.593+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Clinic Meeting in 15 minutes. I'll be getting my internet/phone connections repaired this evening. Wish me luck, everyone! I'm also going back to the Laby this evening, so wish me some luck there, too. lolI'll be back to DJing this Sunday, internet/floggernet staff willing, so check that out, too. (don't forget that there are several other dj's definately worth listening to!) I hope to get a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/1078494624563033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/1078494624563033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawunderbunny.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#1078494624563033' title=''/><author><name>para</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02166852960255368179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188908.post-107822074575842113</id><published>2004-03-02T08:40:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-03-02T10:48:42.670+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well...I really question my intelligence now. I got the DSL all up and working. Yay me. *groans and rolls eyes*I, of all friggin' people, contracted one of the biggest and most harmful computer viruses out there (or at least that's what I'm told). So now I have to wait for some guy to come out and totally obliterate my computer system to eradicate it. I figure I'll lose all the files that are </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107822074575842113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107822074575842113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawunderbunny.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107822074575842113' title=''/><author><name>para</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02166852960255368179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188908.post-107786986204384187</id><published>2004-02-27T09:05:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-02-27T09:20:33.560+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well...Here it is as Friday morning. You'll notice that there's not an evening entry for yesterday. That's cause of the foibles of ethernet connections. I WILL get this crap figured out. I'm gonna end up dishing out the mega-money to have the fat German guy come out and hook it up for me. At least I'll have phone and internet. *sigh/shrug*But...I'm too exhausted to care at this point. The good </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107786986204384187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107786986204384187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawunderbunny.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107786986204384187' title=''/><author><name>para</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02166852960255368179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188908.post-107779351394631111</id><published>2004-02-26T11:24:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-02-26T14:08:28.996+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, darn. I can't go around singing the praises of DSL/highspeed internet just yet. Why? Cause I'm a dumbass. Yeah, it's true. Can't deny it.Not only am I a dumbass, but an impatient one, at that. I FINALLY got all the TKS/DeutcheTelekom crap straightened out and got ALL the outrageously expensive and insignificant looking equipment and then just couldn't wait for someone to come and help me </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107779351394631111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107779351394631111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawunderbunny.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107779351394631111' title=''/><author><name>para</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02166852960255368179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188908.post-107771685643948445</id><published>2004-02-25T14:43:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-02-25T14:50:25.296+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A guy walks into the local welfare  office, marches straight up to the counter and says "hi, I hate drawing  welfare, I'd really rather have a job". The man behind the welfare desk says "your timing  is excellent. We just got a job opening from a very wealthy old man  who wants a chauffeur/bodyguard for his nymphomaniac daughter. You'll  have to drive around in his Mercedes, but he'll supply</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107771685643948445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107771685643948445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawunderbunny.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107771685643948445' title=''/><author><name>para</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02166852960255368179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188908.post-107769503906081466</id><published>2004-02-25T08:16:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-02-25T09:13:34.496+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>America is fucked. Not even in a good way. I'm an American, and don't get me wrong: The geography and general population is nice. But laws, government and the (unfortunately) political lean is horrifying. Just look who's running the country. This man is sitting back on his high horse, dictating what is right and wrong for man-kind. Because *HE'S* not all comfy/cozy with something, the world must </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107769503906081466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107769503906081466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawunderbunny.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107769503906081466' title=''/><author><name>para</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02166852960255368179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188908.post-107763497158113619</id><published>2004-02-24T16:02:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-02-24T16:05:39.590+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Just a personal note here, cause I can. I REALLY CAN'T STAND CONFRONTATIONS</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107763497158113619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107763497158113619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawunderbunny.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107763497158113619' title=''/><author><name>para</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02166852960255368179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188908.post-107727916207585041</id><published>2004-02-20T12:40:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-02-20T13:45:36.280+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>http://www.villagevoice.com/issues/0407/fiore.phpThis was um...enlightening. I'm not exactly sure to what end it's supposed to be in support of, but...it had some really cute animations. lolAnd btw...I'm not really a lesbian. At least...I don't think I am. I'd be shunned, for sure, for my occasional attraction to men by those man-hating, all-or-nothing, holier-than-thou types. But being much </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107727916207585041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107727916207585041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawunderbunny.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107727916207585041' title=''/><author><name>para</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02166852960255368179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188908.post-107726936132718793</id><published>2004-02-20T09:08:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-02-20T10:32:03.153+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sometimes it's just great working in the medical field. It makes some jokes easier to appreciate. Take this one, for example: Juicy SquirtThe owner of a drug store walks in to find a guy leaning heavily against a wall. The owner asks the technician, "What's with that guy over there by that wall?"The tech says, "Well, he came in here this morning to get something for his cough. I couldn't find</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107726936132718793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107726936132718793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawunderbunny.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107726936132718793' title=''/><author><name>para</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02166852960255368179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188908.post-107702630808236081</id><published>2004-02-17T14:25:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-02-17T15:01:06.466+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Be not discreet and buss my cheek! I am the discrete and tractable drudge that embraces the travail!What is greater than a boost of vocabulary? That's like spam poetry. lol.Just thought I'd give the last four or five day's vocabulary a test of context. Whatcha think?(Yes, I'm really that desperate for amusement. Listening to Suicidal Tendencies, whohoo!)more in a bit...~para da wunderbunny </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107702630808236081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107702630808236081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawunderbunny.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107702630808236081' title=''/><author><name>para</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02166852960255368179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188908.post-107701356351958485</id><published>2004-02-17T10:48:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-02-17T11:39:59.046+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>http://story.news.yahoo.com/news?g=events/wl/061003cagaymarriage&amp;tmpl=sl&amp;e=1I hope that link works. It's a great site where there are the most smile-inspiring pictures available today. Led to it by Laura Antoniou, I was just compelled to actually look at every picture and story line there. And no...she didn't make it to SF. But I thought of her, nonetheless. This weekend was very...schlumpy.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107701356351958485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107701356351958485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawunderbunny.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107701356351958485' title=''/><author><name>para</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02166852960255368179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188908.post-107668050857024260</id><published>2004-02-13T14:26:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-02-13T14:58:23.716+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ok, these are just too darned cute and hillarious to keep to myself.I walked into a hair salon with my husband and three kinds in tow and asked loudly, "How much do you charge for a shampoo and a blow job?" I turned around and walked back out and never went back. I was at the golf store comparing different kinds of golf balls. I was unhappy with the women's type I had been using. After </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107668050857024260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107668050857024260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawunderbunny.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107668050857024260' title=''/><author><name>para</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02166852960255368179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188908.post-107666379862285910</id><published>2004-02-13T10:12:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-02-13T10:19:10.966+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107666379862285910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107666379862285910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawunderbunny.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107666379862285910' title=''/><author><name>para</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02166852960255368179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188908.post-107666312358563690</id><published>2004-02-13T10:04:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-02-13T10:08:24.700+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>create your own visited country map or write about it on the open travel guideOk, I got bored and curious. So here's the world map of the 3% of the world's countries visited by lil ol me. That's 8 countries. *sigh* I need to travel.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107666312358563690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107666312358563690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawunderbunny.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107666312358563690' title=''/><author><name>para</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02166852960255368179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188908.post-107659572766701331</id><published>2004-02-12T15:07:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-02-12T15:24:38.840+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I miss home. Alot. I was talking with a friend last night/this morning on the phone and we got around to conversing of the good old days. (just a few years ago, but they were still good)I just want to pack a lunch, roll a blanket, saddle up the horse and head for the hills. Is that really so complicated? It still irks me to know that if I'd have had my horse with me in Tx, I could have had him </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107659572766701331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107659572766701331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawunderbunny.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107659572766701331' title=''/><author><name>para</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02166852960255368179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188908.post-107657359141056209</id><published>2004-02-12T08:05:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-02-12T09:16:06.293+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Now THIS is my kind of terrorist defense system!New Terrorist Group Identified! At New York's Kennedy airport today, an individual later discovered to be a public school teacher was arrested trying to board a flight while in possession of a ruler, a protractor, a set square, a slide rule, and a calculator. At a morning press conference, attorney general John Ashcroft said he believes the man is</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107657359141056209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107657359141056209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawunderbunny.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107657359141056209' title=''/><author><name>para</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02166852960255368179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188908.post-107640591680491160</id><published>2004-02-10T10:15:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-02-10T10:41:04.686+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Isn't it just arcane? I mean this lifestyle. Not just any lifestyle, but the Ds one. Yeah, yeah...everyone has to accomodate to certain situations in life, but to crave and need it...that's really something special. I sometimes (ok, a lot of times) wonder how I fit into the world. I seem to fall into these little niches with friends, work, society in general; but how am I seen by others? I'm </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107640591680491160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107640591680491160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawunderbunny.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107640591680491160' title=''/><author><name>para</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02166852960255368179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188908.post-107632150423075125</id><published>2004-02-09T10:08:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-02-09T11:19:06.733+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I had a really great weekend, I must say. I went back to the Laby on Friday and fared far better for not drinking quite so much. A 7 year old's birthday party on Saturday was a good thing, too. I know I'm evil, but I just couldn't reist getting the kid a lego set. I'm an advocate for all things with lots of really, really small pieces and loud noise makers. Moms everywhere just adore me. *wicked </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107632150423075125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107632150423075125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawunderbunny.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107632150423075125' title=''/><author><name>para</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02166852960255368179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188908.post-107605541179587303</id><published>2004-02-06T09:15:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-02-06T15:15:28.856+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>http://www.argo-konzerte.de This is what is happenin'. http://www.tirili.deso's this. lol</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107605541179587303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107605541179587303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawunderbunny.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107605541179587303' title=''/><author><name>para</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02166852960255368179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188908.post-107598848885374507</id><published>2004-02-05T14:39:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-02-05T14:46:11.496+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I couldn't just leave the euphoric feeling alone. I went to play on the net and found this really cool quiz. I suggest everyone take it. I think I'm semi-satisfied with the results. See how you rate. *winks at the sexy Lady O Lightning*You are 31% geekYou are a geek liaison, which means you go both ways. You can hang out with normal people or you can hang out with geeks which means you often </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107598848885374507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107598848885374507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawunderbunny.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107598848885374507' title=''/><author><name>para</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02166852960255368179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188908.post-107598754830356087</id><published>2004-02-05T14:24:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-02-05T14:28:09.640+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>and why in the hell doesn't my lil emote stay the same? Sheesh. It's supposed to be euphoric NOW and all the other ones as they were. Where did they go? *sighs* Nevermind, I'm still euphoric.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107598754830356087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107598754830356087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawunderbunny.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107598754830356087' title=''/><author><name>para</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02166852960255368179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188908.post-107598729904761717</id><published>2004-02-05T14:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-02-05T14:24:00.436+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>One quick but oh-so-very important ejaculation from me: God bless DSL! I will finally become one of the technologically advanced citizens of this world with new, high-tech equipment and services! Watch out, world. You know what this means? I can gang-war battle at twice the speed and accuracy. I can blog in an instant. I can download all those really cool songs without fretting over how long </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107598729904761717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107598729904761717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawunderbunny.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107598729904761717' title=''/><author><name>para</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02166852960255368179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188908.post-107590650247759845</id><published>2004-02-04T15:49:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-02-04T15:57:23.046+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107590650247759845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107590650247759845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawunderbunny.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107590650247759845' title=''/><author><name>para</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02166852960255368179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188908.post-107588743623078967</id><published>2004-02-04T10:37:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-02-04T10:39:36.030+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>&lt;!-- Begin Poll Code --&gt;.ivanC10758870468665{position:absolute;visibility:hidden;}Free Web poll for your Web site - freepolls.com&lt;!-- End Poll Code--&gt;</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107588743623078967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107588743623078967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawunderbunny.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107588743623078967' title=''/><author><name>para</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02166852960255368179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188908.post-107588418412026876</id><published>2004-02-04T08:52:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-02-04T10:02:50.606+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ok, I was inspired this morning. Not just about this blog or writing or even anything like that. I meant REALLY inspired to get out and live for the day. I woke up, showered, did all the things that I usually do to get ready for work. As I begin to head out the door, I stop in the foyer to think for a moment. I hear an unusual noise and have to listen very carefully to identify it. Coffee in hand</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107588418412026876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107588418412026876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawunderbunny.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107588418412026876' title=''/><author><name>para</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02166852960255368179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188908.post-107581991720005968</id><published>2004-02-03T15:51:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-02-03T15:54:15.593+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107581991720005968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107581991720005968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawunderbunny.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107581991720005968' title=''/><author><name>para</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02166852960255368179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188908.post-107581439591616356</id><published>2004-02-03T14:19:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-02-03T14:57:01.500+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>    http://quiz.ravenblack.net/blood.pl?biter=parfaittrust me...it's for your own good. *smiles wickedly*</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107581439591616356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107581439591616356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawunderbunny.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107581439591616356' title=''/><author><name>para</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02166852960255368179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188908.post-107580323928174255</id><published>2004-02-03T10:21:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-02-03T11:16:17.920+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hmpf. I wish I could blogroll. I really, really, really need a new template/layout. One with all the nifty, quirky features like linkability, graphics, roll/commentary thingies, etc. One of these days....You wanna know what I'm going to class to learn? (and probably the only real bit of information that'll stick in my mind long after this class is over) That if a man is biologically male, but </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107580323928174255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107580323928174255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawunderbunny.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107580323928174255' title=''/><author><name>para</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02166852960255368179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188908.post-107572707004894759</id><published>2004-02-02T13:58:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-02-02T14:06:47.610+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Do I really like the new blog layout? Hmm...no, not really, but I was getting awfully tired of pea-soup green and dreadful orange. I liked that for about a week. lol. This is better. I have another template that I'll work on when I get a chance (Like I even have an idea when that may be). *listens to some POD on the puter*I'm only writing here cause I'm bored. Sure, I could be working on my book</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107572707004894759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107572707004894759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawunderbunny.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107572707004894759' title=''/><author><name>para</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02166852960255368179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188908.post-107570884076619794</id><published>2004-02-02T08:47:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-02-02T09:02:58.093+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, this was an interesting weekend. I did go out again Friday night, although I really shouldn't have started drinking before I even left Lizzy's place. I learned that I can't drink rum. Ick. Other than that, I had a great time. Apparently, I'm a "cute little puppy-girl". Everyone kept petting my head while I tried to gather my wits. lol. Let's just say I was a bit out of commission for most </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107570884076619794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107570884076619794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawunderbunny.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107570884076619794' title=''/><author><name>para</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02166852960255368179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188908.post-107538390473223077</id><published>2004-01-29T14:27:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-01-29T14:52:26.186+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>www.life-blood.vze.com   Found this lil ditty. Cool beans.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107538390473223077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107538390473223077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawunderbunny.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107538390473223077' title=''/><author><name>para</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02166852960255368179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188908.post-107537912947478579</id><published>2004-01-29T13:12:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-01-29T14:19:06.093+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>you are the "you suck, and that's sad"happy bunny. your truthful, but can be a bitbrutal.  which happy bunny are you? brought to you by QuizillaOK, this one is soo acurate. I use this pic on a regular basis. It just fits. *grin*   More silly "stuff" to come...You're Soroity Slut Barbie!  You're easy and you'rereally cheesy!  Have fun with the entirefootball team. If You Were A Barbie, Which</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107537912947478579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107537912947478579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawunderbunny.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107537912947478579' title=''/><author><name>para</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02166852960255368179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188908.post-107536977444359357</id><published>2004-01-29T10:41:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-01-29T11:06:41.826+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>create your own visited states map or write about it on the open travel guideThis is interesting...it didn't dawn on me just how many places I'd been to until I looked at this map. I was gonna fill out the one where it showed which countries I'd visited,but that's only four. US, Canada, Kosovo, Germany. I hope to make it to Netherlands, Greece, France, Czech, UK, etc by the time I leave here.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107536977444359357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107536977444359357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawunderbunny.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107536977444359357' title=''/><author><name>para</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02166852960255368179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188908.post-107529521267526286</id><published>2004-01-28T14:05:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-01-28T15:25:04.700+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>OK...sorry to interrupt this program, but I bring you late-breaking news! Para da wunderbunny has heretofore completed the story: Jane Eyre. Go wunderbunny! (Don't any of you laugh and snicker at how long it's taken me to get this done, either!) This concludes my announcement, may the farce be with you all!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107529521267526286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107529521267526286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawunderbunny.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107529521267526286' title=''/><author><name>para</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02166852960255368179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188908.post-107528437570703098</id><published>2004-01-28T10:50:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-01-28T11:08:26.216+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Got some surprise immunizations and that blasted PPD bubble again today. And I think I've overdosed on Cap'n Crunch cereal. It snowed soooo hard and fast and furious this morning that as I sat at a stoplight in town, there accumulated about an inch of snow between the cars, so that when I pulled away, it was like having been parked in a parking lot all day. Kinda neat. Now we're just getting this</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107528437570703098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107528437570703098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawunderbunny.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107528437570703098' title=''/><author><name>para</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02166852960255368179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188908.post-107519517660460628</id><published>2004-01-27T10:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-01-27T10:26:14.780+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oh, what a wintry day. Walked out the door of my building and was, like, "Who said it could snow?!"I want it to snow, nadda. I have to go to work/have plans/need to go somewhere...boom!I'm fairly pleased at the fact that I actually spent time with Jora last night getting downloads and add-ons for Floggernet DJ'ing. This took place after an already full evening of class, too! Go me! Oh, and not </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107519517660460628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107519517660460628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawunderbunny.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107519517660460628' title=''/><author><name>para</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02166852960255368179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188908.post-107467918591154449</id><published>2004-01-21T10:41:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-01-22T14:01:56.110+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>http://63.239.59.237:8000 See? Didn't I say I'd post the URL for Floggernet radio? Jora plays there most of the time, lately, as I don't know what in the world's going on with the other girls. They don't play much at all...so I guess that's why there's no big issues with me wanting to consume a little air-time. *grin* Log on, tune in, and enjoy! (and if it's not available or is quiet...keep </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107467918591154449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107467918591154449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawunderbunny.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107467918591154449' title=''/><author><name>para</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02166852960255368179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188908.post-107467642937080651</id><published>2004-01-21T10:11:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-01-21T10:25:45.250+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>http://www.cineworld-main.de/Check this out, if you're interested in what's playing at Mainfrankenpark! Willkommen auf der CINEWORLD - HOMEPAGE ...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107467642937080651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107467642937080651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawunderbunny.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107467642937080651' title=''/><author><name>para</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02166852960255368179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188908.post-107467561515824587</id><published>2004-01-21T09:30:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-01-22T14:32:19.640+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>OK, blogging has been pretty low on my list of priorities lately. Right down there with Gang-Wars, unfortunately. The January round is just about up and then I'll hop back into action as my wunderbunny self. My life has exploded with activity the past month and if the rest of the year follows suit, it'll be over again before I know it. Friday nights at the Lab (http://www.laby.de/), I think, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107467561515824587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107467561515824587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawunderbunny.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107467561515824587' title=''/><author><name>para</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02166852960255368179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188908.post-107329864997591677</id><published>2004-01-05T10:28:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-01-12T13:24:41.630+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>http://www.colmberg.deThis is a great site. Lovely place. This is to be the location of the annual winter gathering. I think I may actually attend this one. I'm not sure about an overnight hiatus, but I'm seriously thinking about it. It snowed all day yesterday, but all there is to show for it is slushiness and ick. It's been an interesting weekend, for sure. Friday was a blast, walking all </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107329864997591677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107329864997591677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawunderbunny.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107329864997591677' title=''/><author><name>para</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02166852960255368179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188908.post-107268937725546468</id><published>2003-12-29T09:28:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2003-12-29T10:16:34.520+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>And I'm back at work. It's a bit comforting that some things just never change. lol.And it's a kaffee und joghurt auf heidelbeere morgen. :)One week-ish and all will be silence around here. :(  It's off to the land of sand for so many of my friends. I heard the other day (on Christmas, no less) that one of my family was going too. My cousin (the silly bastard) had reinlisted last year after a 6</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107268937725546468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107268937725546468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawunderbunny.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107268937725546468' title=''/><author><name>para</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02166852960255368179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188908.post-107256827239185539</id><published>2003-12-28T00:27:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2003-12-28T00:38:09.056+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well today was a most interesting day. Can't say if it was entirely good and wholesome, but...interesting.Let's see...I woke up (rather late, almost 9am), found food and caffeine, showered, did some laundry (so I'd have pants to wear, lol), left for my tattoo appointment, had a fantastic lunch at a popular mexican food restaurant in Kitzingen, shopped for a couple movies...books...etc, came home</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107256827239185539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107256827239185539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawunderbunny.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107256827239185539' title=''/><author><name>para</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02166852960255368179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188908.post-107245220287703559</id><published>2003-12-26T16:15:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2003-12-26T16:23:39.230+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, it is me again! I've survived another cheery holiday season with gusto and guts. I only hope that all my friends and family have done as well and from what I've heard from some so far, they've done just that.I honestly say, though...the highlight of my week has occurred within the past couple of hours. I had the most thought-provoking and challenging discussion with a friend of mine. It's </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107245220287703559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107245220287703559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawunderbunny.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107245220287703559' title=''/><author><name>para</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02166852960255368179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188908.post-107226098777614303</id><published>2003-12-24T10:13:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2003-12-24T11:25:35.310+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I've determined that I'm just as homesick as ever, only putting on the cheerful "Happy Holiday" masque. I guess it's easy enough to fake the funk for a while. I just want to go home, though. I miss being able to communicate and explore. (I think it's the lack of personal and private time and space right now, this "mood" of mine) Sure...there's plenty to see and do over here. Till closing time. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107226098777614303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107226098777614303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawunderbunny.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107226098777614303' title=''/><author><name>para</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02166852960255368179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188908.post-107218975715482416</id><published>2003-12-23T14:42:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2003-12-23T15:31:37.243+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>And there was pizza. And we called it pie. And it was good. And there was much rejoicing. *crowds cheering in the background*I have no idea what to do with this blog. I got one of those nifty, thrifty templates that looks really cool when visiting its homesite. Only problem is...I'm retarded and can't figure out how to change the format/template without really screwing it up. And "IF" I get it </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107218975715482416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107218975715482416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawunderbunny.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107218975715482416' title=''/><author><name>para</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02166852960255368179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188908.post-107217115164504131</id><published>2003-12-23T08:50:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2003-12-23T10:19:27.246+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I blog, therefore I am. *sigh* I've got a few leisurely moments here to dwell on my life and whatever consequences my existence provides hence. I got one of my Christmas presents early, cause I was complaing (well, not really complaining, but commenting lamentably) about not having any reading material. I've been picking through the "classics" lately. Why? Cause I can. I get strange looks and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107217115164504131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107217115164504131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawunderbunny.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107217115164504131' title=''/><author><name>para</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02166852960255368179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188908.post-107209574164322477</id><published>2003-12-22T13:05:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2003-12-22T13:22:36.993+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oh, my god!!! The snow!! Yay! Finally! (note the childish and ecstatic delight) It's comming down in torrents (can snow really torrent, I dunno), and things are covering up quick. I'm nearly glued to my window in my office; I just love this stuff! And that's about it for now. lol. Just had to say a little something about it.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107209574164322477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107209574164322477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawunderbunny.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107209574164322477' title=''/><author><name>para</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02166852960255368179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188908.post-107208503826958521</id><published>2003-12-22T09:21:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2003-12-22T10:29:13.503+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hmm...what to write about today...I'm at work, and it's yet another Monday, but things are running smoothly (so far, but it's still early). I *did* manage to get my book finished by the end of the week! Yay! I'm not a failure in that department, afterall! LOL. It had a strange ending, considering the way the story was written, and I think I missed a transition somewhere, but oh, well. It made </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107208503826958521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107208503826958521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawunderbunny.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107208503826958521' title=''/><author><name>para</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02166852960255368179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188908.post-107194101036340949</id><published>2003-12-20T17:40:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2003-12-22T19:27:53.666+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"Human beings, who are almost unique in having the ablity to learn from the experience of others, are also remarkable for their apparent disinclination to do so." ~Douglas Adams"Whenever you do a thing, act as if all the world were watching." ~Thomas Jefferson"Character is doing the right thing when nobody's looking." ~J.C.Watts"The proverb warns that 'You should not bite the hand that feeds </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107194101036340949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107194101036340949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawunderbunny.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107194101036340949' title=''/><author><name>para</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02166852960255368179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188908.post-107160250412482396</id><published>2003-12-16T20:09:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2003-12-16T20:21:57.963+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, today was another day gone in a whirlwind. I did manage to get my lunch hour, which consisted of waiting for pizza and reading my book (cause remember...I *need* to finish it by the end of the week). I seem to have taken a keenly political interest in *gasp* feminism? I really don't even understand why, but I'm addicted to learning what's out there and well...who's side I need to be on. I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107160250412482396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107160250412482396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawunderbunny.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107160250412482396' title=''/><author><name>para</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02166852960255368179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188908.post-107152188757260556</id><published>2003-12-15T21:44:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2003-12-15T22:03:28.633+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>OK, I've been browsing through...seeing what everyone else has going on with their blogs and I am finding that I really need to revamp my own. I think that in order to have it the way I truly want it, I'll end up paying for it. Just like everything else. I guess you get what you pay for. lol. Anyway...I haven't had the time to do hardly anything, as usual, but I'll get back to my journal </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107152188757260556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107152188757260556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawunderbunny.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107152188757260556' title=''/><author><name>para</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02166852960255368179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188908.post-107117787919556816</id><published>2003-12-11T22:24:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2003-12-11T22:24:51.680+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Search:  Dictionary.comThesaurus.comthe Web for   </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107117787919556816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107117787919556816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawunderbunny.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107117787919556816' title=''/><author><name>para</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02166852960255368179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188908.post-107117773881864564</id><published>2003-12-11T21:39:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2003-12-12T09:47:21.046+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>From someone that opened my eyes to my own life, Alain. I can't put much explanation to these here and now, but they are all so very good for me. I keep em around to remind me of when. Just when and why.*"Wherever you go, whatever you do, you will have a little smile and a thought of me.""Mean, cruel, evil, and Sir.""Do it trembling, if you must, but do it!""A tiny box arrived. With a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107117773881864564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107117773881864564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawunderbunny.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107117773881864564' title=''/><author><name>para</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02166852960255368179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188908.post-107113940808611738</id><published>2003-12-11T09:31:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2003-12-11T11:43:40.190+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I first started my journal (Yeah, the old-fashioned kind with real paper and the wire binding and ink and all that good stuff) with the idea that one day, when I own my little coffee shop in some quaint and comfortable nook of nostalgic eastern America, I'd have this marvelous collection of quotes from all over the place that I could have stenciled on the walls that would inspire thought and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107113940808611738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107113940808611738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawunderbunny.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107113940808611738' title=''/><author><name>para</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02166852960255368179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188908.post-107105840460895385</id><published>2003-12-10T12:50:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2003-12-10T13:13:36.896+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, hello. This is my very first Blog post and well...bear with me if I ramble or seem somewhat disorganized at first. I suppose this is where I will start keeping my ever-growing collection of thought-worthy quotes and my own meandering opinions. I even piss myself off sometimes, so if there's ever anything you don't like, please feel free to let me know. Of course, I *always* love positive </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107105840460895385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188908/posts/default/107105840460895385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawunderbunny.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107105840460895385' title=''/><author><name>para</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02166852960255368179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
