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  <pubDate>Sat, 10 May 2008 09:05:27 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Today&apos;s tweets</title>
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  <description>&lt;ul class=&quot;loudtwitter&quot;&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;15:09&lt;/em&gt; 3360 lbs 84 cases per pallet 2.75 pallets &lt;a href=&quot;http://twitter.com/spitgirl/statuses/807587034&quot;&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;18:00&lt;/em&gt; And at the end of the day, I finally realize that I have a grammatical mistake in an error message. &lt;a href=&quot;http://twitter.com/spitgirl/statuses/807677356&quot;&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Automatically shipped by &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.loudtwitter.com&quot;&gt;LoudTwitter&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 09 May 2008 09:02:08 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Today&apos;s tweets</title>
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  <description>&lt;ul class=&quot;loudtwitter&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;11:55&lt;/em&gt; elliptical: in pieces on the living room floor. &lt;a href=&quot;http://twitter.com/spitgirl/statuses/806616969&quot;&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Automatically shipped by &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.loudtwitter.com&quot;&gt;LoudTwitter&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 07 May 2008 09:02:46 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Today&apos;s tweets</title>
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  <description>&lt;ul class=&quot;loudtwitter&quot;&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;16:10&lt;/em&gt; I signed up for a songwriting contest.  And then I figured out that it was for funny people, and I&apos;m not that funny.  No, seriously. &lt;a href=&quot;http://twitter.com/spitgirl/statuses/805074852&quot;&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;16:24&lt;/em&gt; Possible song title: &quot;Fellowship of Nerds.&quot;  That would be pretty funny.  I wonder if I could stick the phrase &quot;Avogadro&apos;s Number&quot; in there. &lt;a href=&quot;http://twitter.com/spitgirl/statuses/805082523&quot;&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;17:05&lt;/em&gt; rofl.  Comment seen on flickr: &quot;fireplace? check.  wine? check.  vpn dongle? dork.&quot; &lt;a href=&quot;http://twitter.com/spitgirl/statuses/805105506&quot;&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Automatically shipped by &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.loudtwitter.com&quot;&gt;LoudTwitter&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 06 May 2008 09:02:07 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Today&apos;s tweets</title>
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  <description>&lt;ul class=&quot;loudtwitter&quot;&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;14:44&lt;/em&gt; Having problems focusing today. &lt;a href=&quot;http://twitter.com/spitgirl/statuses/804194741&quot;&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;16:28&lt;/em&gt; Need to purchase 50 Trance Anthems vols 1 and 2 to find good demo music. &lt;a href=&quot;http://twitter.com/spitgirl/statuses/804254448&quot;&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;16:33&lt;/em&gt; Kodo might also be good... &lt;a href=&quot;http://twitter.com/spitgirl/statuses/804257282&quot;&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;17:13&lt;/em&gt; Indian techno really does rock.  I don&apos;t understand a word, but it&apos;s still pretty cool. &lt;a href=&quot;http://twitter.com/spitgirl/statuses/804278227&quot;&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Automatically shipped by &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.loudtwitter.com&quot;&gt;LoudTwitter&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 06 May 2008 05:48:52 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>#3 posted!</title>
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  <description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://titleofthissong.blogspot.com/&quot;&gt;http://titleofthissong.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Addiction&quot;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 03 May 2008 09:06:25 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Today&apos;s tweets</title>
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  <description>&lt;ul class=&quot;loudtwitter&quot;&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;10:38&lt;/em&gt; I actually got enough sleep last night.  Woke up with a dream about a friend singing lounge music for an audition. &lt;a href=&quot;http://twitter.com/spitgirl/statuses/802042323&quot;&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;17:42&lt;/em&gt; Volleyball: Lost.  However, I managed to do a great dive at the very end and have probably bruised a bone in my hand. &lt;a href=&quot;http://twitter.com/spitgirl/statuses/802295706&quot;&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Automatically shipped by &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.loudtwitter.com&quot;&gt;LoudTwitter&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 02 May 2008 09:06:23 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;ul class=&quot;loudtwitter&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;15:09&lt;/em&gt; Woot.  $10 coupon for a lunch in the corporate cafeteria, all for spouting off on how I felt about a website.  Rock on. &lt;a href=&quot;http://twitter.com/spitgirl/statuses/801501737&quot;&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Automatically shipped by &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.loudtwitter.com&quot;&gt;LoudTwitter&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 01 May 2008 17:35:58 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Open Screen Project</title>
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  <description>Open Screen Project announced: &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.adobe.com/openscreenproject/&quot;&gt;http://www.adobe.com/openscreenproject/&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 01 May 2008 09:02:15 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Today&apos;s tweets</title>
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  <description>&lt;ul class=&quot;loudtwitter&quot;&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;11:45&lt;/em&gt; And I discover that the MS ActiveSync and twhirl icons look remarkably alike. &lt;a href=&quot;http://twitter.com/spitgirl/statuses/800591177&quot;&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;11:56&lt;/em&gt; Ye gods.  &lt;a href=&quot;http://tinyurl.com/5t656t&quot;&gt;tinyurl.com/5t656t&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;http://twitter.com/spitgirl/statuses/800598759&quot;&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;12:17&lt;/em&gt; Oh... my... goodness.. a bacon lollipop?  &lt;a href=&quot;http://lollyphile.com/maple-bacon.php&quot;&gt;lollyphile.com/maple-bacon.php&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;http://twitter.com/spitgirl/statuses/800613552&quot;&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;13:07&lt;/em&gt; Too much sour cream.  It&apos;s going to be an interesting afternoon. &lt;a href=&quot;http://twitter.com/spitgirl/statuses/800646607&quot;&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;13:12&lt;/em&gt; My shoulder has been complaining all day about the half an hour of yoga last night.  I guess it&apos;s a good thing I have that appt with the PT. &lt;a href=&quot;http://twitter.com/spitgirl/statuses/800650424&quot;&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;16:23&lt;/em&gt; Heading towards martial arts. &lt;a href=&quot;http://twitter.com/spitgirl/statuses/800771271&quot;&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Automatically shipped by &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.loudtwitter.com&quot;&gt;LoudTwitter&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 29 Apr 2008 09:05:23 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;ul class=&quot;loudtwitter&quot;&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;13:44&lt;/em&gt; Checking out twhirl - it&apos;s pretty neat, and it uses AIR! &lt;a href=&quot;http://twitter.com/spitgirl/statuses/799003873&quot;&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;23:32&lt;/em&gt; Almost took home a cat.  Okay, maybe it wasn&apos;t quite almost, but still... very pretty kitty that Andy had to sprint across the lot to evade. &lt;a href=&quot;http://twitter.com/spitgirl/statuses/799315511&quot;&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Automatically shipped by &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.loudtwitter.com&quot;&gt;LoudTwitter&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 28 Apr 2008 06:13:00 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Today, I scared a red belt.  I was judging a sparring match - my body was still tired from the double workout I gave it on Friday, and I think I had the beginning of a shin splint.  All of a sudden, Dr. Link looked a me and singled me out to work with one of the red belts... while everyone else was watching.  Well, I asked to get my gear on, and pulled out my mouthguard and my armpads before scaring the living bejeebers out of her, first by kihaping in her face, and then by chasing her around and whacking her with my feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, it was pretty fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that was 1:30 of pure adrenaline, and then I spent about eight minutes pumping her back up, because she&apos;s testing in two weeks and already has the jitters.  During that time, I was going a mile a minute, and Dr. Link stopped by to encourage her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, Susan said that I was &quot;scary&quot; because I had &quot;good reflexes.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That&apos;s pretty encouraging, but I know the real truth - I&apos;m still the klutz that walks into tables and gets random bruises while playing volleyball.  I&apos;m just a really loud klutz... I nailed her right between the legs a couple of times by accident... but I guess it was okay because 1) she&apos;s a girl and 2) I was padded up.  But man, I was embarrassed.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 28 Apr 2008 02:51:55 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>#2 posted</title>
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  <description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://titleofthissong.blogspot.com&quot;&gt;http://titleofthissong.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day early!</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 27 Apr 2008 06:31:12 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I get all excited when things are growing.  This amuses Andy to no end, of course, when I excitedly point out the camellia that has resprouted (Joy called it our &quot;Lazarus plant&quot; because I managed to kill it and revive it probably five times now), the green beans in the planter that have popped, and the tree that I have managed to keep alive for four or five years now, though it&apos;s definitely starting to look a little diseased. :(  I&apos;m still waiting for the flowers to grow in the smaller planter, but it had a longer germination time.  So all I have to do is keep watering and keep hoping they&apos;ll grow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hit up the zoo again today, and saw the half we didn&apos;t have an opportunity to hit last time.  I think the only exhibit we swung by again was the tigers.  We tried to see the lions, but no go on that one.  Andy walked out of that one claiming that he didn&apos;t want to have more than two kids.  (Heh.)  It was quite warm, and I was very happy I lugged around my Nalgene filled with ice water the couple of hours we were there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We celebrated our six month anniversary tonight (even though the actual day is tomorrow) by going to a restaurant in Berkeley called Maritime East.  Quite tasty, and the restaurant was really nice, even though it didn&apos;t look like much from the outside.  I think we&apos;re definitely going to need to stop by again the next time we have a yen for a semi-expensive dinner.  The oysters were very tasty, and I think Andy was surprised by how good they were raw.  I&apos;m going to see if he&apos;s willing to go for an oyster bar sometime soon.  (Tastiness.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The adventures continue!  Tune in next time...</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 24 Apr 2008 09:03:39 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Today&apos;s tweets</title>
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  <description>&lt;ul class=&quot;loudtwitter&quot;&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;15:06&lt;/em&gt; Trying to figure out where to download the ISO for Email &lt;a href=&quot;http://twitter.com/spitgirl/statuses/795469885&quot;&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;15:07&lt;/em&gt; &quot;Yeah, I&apos;m planning to test &amp;lt;blah&amp;gt;.&quot;  &amp;lt;pause&amp;gt; &quot;You -are- thorough.&quot;  Thanks, that&apos;s why they call me quality... &lt;a href=&quot;http://twitter.com/spitgirl/statuses/795470314&quot;&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;15:13&lt;/em&gt; How am I going to make a valid Email address of 320 characters? &lt;a href=&quot;http://twitter.com/spitgirl/statuses/795474208&quot;&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Automatically shipped by &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.loudtwitter.com&quot;&gt;LoudTwitter&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 23 Apr 2008 21:35:18 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>An amusing story</title>
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  <description>This will make Rhonda (Little Maple&apos;s mom) laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I meet once a week with a coworker to do a brief Bible Study.  She&apos;s really funny, in a very Chinese way (in a black-socks-with-open-toed-tan-sandals kind of way), and she asks every question with equal sincerity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take Monday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HER: &quot;What does the word &apos;doody&apos; mean?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;ME: &quot;Whaaaaaaaaa?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;HER: &quot;What does the word &apos;doody&apos; mean?  I see it on Emails all the time.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine me boggling here.  I really don&apos;t think she&apos;s talking about poop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME: &quot;Ummm, how do you spell this word?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;HER: &quot;D-U-D-E.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;ME: &quot;OHHHHHHHHHH.  You mean dude.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;HER: &quot;Yes, doody.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;ME: &quot;It&apos;s pronounced &apos;dude.&apos;&quot;&lt;br /&gt;HER: &quot;Okay, &apos;dude.&apos;  What does it mean?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following three minutes&apos; explanation was unsatisfactory to both of us, in a highly amusing way.  I finally told her it meant &quot;person&quot; and was slang, and used in very casual situations.  I think I would fall out of my chair if she ever used it.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 23 Apr 2008 09:05:32 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;ul class=&quot;loudtwitter&quot;&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;10:38&lt;/em&gt; Woot, just got confirmation that I can work from home and teach the Wednesday 4pm martial arts class over the summer!  My job rocks. &lt;a href=&quot;http://twitter.com/spitgirl/statuses/794468072&quot;&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;13:15&lt;/em&gt; Now in training for our emergency response team at work. &lt;a href=&quot;http://twitter.com/spitgirl/statuses/794568204&quot;&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;14:43&lt;/em&gt; Cool two scenarios with CPR and first aid.  This stuff rocks. &lt;a href=&quot;http://twitter.com/spitgirl/statuses/794622319&quot;&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;17:12&lt;/em&gt; Tenho saudades pra voce/Ou talvez tenho saudades pra a ideia do amor/Mas essos sentimentos sao tanto pra amigos/Posso dizer: tenho s. pra vc &lt;a href=&quot;http://twitter.com/spitgirl/statuses/794703771&quot;&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Automatically shipped by &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.loudtwitter.com&quot;&gt;LoudTwitter&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 22 Apr 2008 09:05:42 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Today&apos;s tweets</title>
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  <description>&lt;ul class=&quot;loudtwitter&quot;&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;10:36&lt;/em&gt; I made the mistake of grabbing a newish washcloth to do hot compresses with.  The question: am I staining my eyelids red? &lt;a href=&quot;http://twitter.com/spitgirl/statuses/793733082&quot;&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;11:39&lt;/em&gt; Why am I not surprised that Jonathan Coulton is performing with Paul and Storm, lately from Da Vinci&apos;s Notebook? &lt;a href=&quot;http://twitter.com/spitgirl/statuses/793767710&quot;&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;14:05&lt;/em&gt; No, seriously.  Nothing is as ego-deflating as having loud, spontaneous hiccups. &lt;a href=&quot;http://twitter.com/spitgirl/statuses/793849099&quot;&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;22:45&lt;/em&gt; Just started a thing a week: &lt;a href=&quot;http://titleofthissong.blogspot.com/&quot;&gt;titleofthissong.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;http://twitter.com/spitgirl/statuses/794092506&quot;&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Automatically shipped by &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.loudtwitter.com&quot;&gt;LoudTwitter&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 22 Apr 2008 03:06:49 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>New Song Blog!</title>
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  <description>I&apos;ve bitten the bullet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://titleofthissong.blogspot.com/&quot;&gt;Title of This Song&lt;/a&gt;, the blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel free to stop by, but just a warning for those of you who are not religious or anti-Christian, some of the songs may reflect those views.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 21 Apr 2008 17:44:00 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>someone is practicing for the darwin awards</title>
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  <description>Date: Yesterday, around 6pm&lt;br /&gt;Scene: Driving down scenic Highway 13 on the way to 580E&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highway 13 is a four lane highway, two in each direction.  I was doing about 65 in the fast lane and about to pass someone on the right when I spotted a red sedan in the next lane speed up behind the guy to my right.  I thought to myself, &quot;There&apos;s no way they would try to cut between us,&quot; because... well, there was a half a car length.  I figured they would slow down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, they veered into the shoulder to go around the car, tried to veer back into the right lane, only to lose control of the car, right in front of me.  I hit the brakes as they spun across the freeway, tires squealing, a thick gray smoke coming from the tires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came to a full stop right before the gray cloud.  People behind me had stopped.  I put on my hazards, switched to recycled air, and crept through the cloud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No sign of the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heart thudding, I sped back up and got back home safely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Idiots.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 21 Apr 2008 09:05:46 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Today&apos;s tweets</title>
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  <description>&lt;ul class=&quot;loudtwitter&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;15:06&lt;/em&gt; Busy morning.  Headed to workout now. &lt;a href=&quot;http://twitter.com/spitgirl/statuses/793195931&quot;&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Automatically shipped by &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.loudtwitter.com&quot;&gt;LoudTwitter&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 20 Apr 2008 09:04:42 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Today&apos;s tweets</title>
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  <description>&lt;ul class=&quot;loudtwitter&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;12:10&lt;/em&gt; Good family times.  Went to go place flowers at my grandma&apos;s gravesite. &lt;a href=&quot;http://twitter.com/spitgirl/statuses/792618852&quot;&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Automatically shipped by &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.loudtwitter.com&quot;&gt;LoudTwitter&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 19 Apr 2008 09:05:50 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Today&apos;s tweets</title>
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  <description>&lt;ul class=&quot;loudtwitter&quot;&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;11:42&lt;/em&gt; Icing my face. &lt;a href=&quot;http://twitter.com/spitgirl/statuses/792045650&quot;&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;14:50&lt;/em&gt; I got a couple of comp days next week.  Time to sleep. &lt;a href=&quot;http://twitter.com/spitgirl/statuses/792152758&quot;&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;17:17&lt;/em&gt; Just played an exciting game of volleyball.  (I was definitely not playing up to my own standards.)  And now... more specs. &lt;a href=&quot;http://twitter.com/spitgirl/statuses/792222703&quot;&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;17:21&lt;/em&gt; Yay!  My half capo shipped!  Now I can play E/G# with ease. &lt;a href=&quot;http://twitter.com/spitgirl/statuses/792224357&quot;&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Automatically shipped by &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.loudtwitter.com&quot;&gt;LoudTwitter&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 19 Apr 2008 00:31:37 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Oh noes!  Two posts in a row!</title>
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  <description>In other news, I have, thanks to &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser&apos; lj:user=&apos;strongbow&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://strongbow.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://strongbow.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;strongbow&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, discovered Paul Dateh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At work, I have been playing around with &lt;a href=&quot;https://www.photoshop.com/express/index.html&quot;&gt;the Photoshop Express&lt;/a&gt; open beta.  I&apos;ll have to putter around with it this weekend a little bit and go on a photo sharing spree.  We&apos;ll see what happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as a follow up, I think I have a story idea... finally.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 18 Apr 2008 19:25:29 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Chance of rain, chance of showers</title>
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  <description>Friday, lunchtime.&amp;nbsp; I&apos;m remarkably unmotivated on so many different levels.&amp;nbsp; The house is mostly clean (could use a couple of minutes of picking up and a good vacuum, but seriously - half an hour&apos;s worth of work).&amp;nbsp; I have a rash crawling down my neck from behind my ear, and another bit of rough skin which isn&apos;t really visible, and one slightly swollen eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve been pushed at work, but I think it comes down to one thing: I still haven&apos;t recovered from last month.&amp;nbsp; It&apos;s like going from the frying pan into the fire, and I think my low motivation and high irritation level at work has to do with not really being able to take off the days I needed in order to get my life in order, sleep in, work out, read, sleep some more, play some games, and write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That&apos;s another thing that&apos;s been bothering me.&amp;nbsp; Right after my grandmother&apos;s passing, I felt what can only be described as a well of words rushing up from inside of me.&amp;nbsp; Story ideas were pouring out of my ears, lyrics and song snippets were flying about like mad.&amp;nbsp; I, of course, didn&apos;t write a large portion of this down.&amp;nbsp; Now that things are a little quieter, I&apos;ve taken Andy&apos;s old 12&quot; Powerbook on the train with me, opened it up, and... nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there&apos;s something that frustrates me, it&apos;s not being able to do something I should be able to do.&amp;nbsp; Now that I have the time and the inclination, I have some form of creative constipation (again).&amp;nbsp; Part of me thinks that I should just write anything just to get the process going, but I&apos;ve been unable to even write about the frustration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess I&apos;ve now written a post of significance, but it&apos;s unfortunately full of frustration and an overwhelming sense of resignation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well, tomorrow&apos;s another day.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 18 Apr 2008 09:05:49 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Today&apos;s tweets</title>
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  <description>&lt;ul class=&quot;loudtwitter&quot;&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;11:05&lt;/em&gt; I keep on forgetting I&apos;ve changed my password at work. &lt;a href=&quot;http://twitter.com/spitgirl/statuses/791267604&quot;&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;12:29&lt;/em&gt; I can feel the fat bruise on my thigh from where I jammed it into the corner of my desk yesterday.  Mad black belt skill &lt;a href=&quot;http://twitter.com/spitgirl/statuses/791319372&quot;&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;15:34&lt;/em&gt; I suddenly realize I forgot to charge my phone and told everyone to RSVP to me via text. &lt;a href=&quot;http://twitter.com/spitgirl/statuses/791429266&quot;&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;16:26&lt;/em&gt; Even better, I just realized my phone&apos;s at home. &lt;a href=&quot;http://twitter.com/spitgirl/statuses/791454348&quot;&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Automatically shipped by &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.loudtwitter.com&quot;&gt;LoudTwitter&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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