<?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-7057208</id><updated>2012-01-12T18:20:47.985-06:00</updated><title type='text'>random thoughts</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14815764161322803374</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>974</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7057208.post-638530186265135783</id><published>2012-01-12T18:20:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T18:20:47.994-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Learning to cook is a fast easy way to waste money, ruin perfectly good food and make your kitchen into a complete mess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7057208.post-1890397608383517409</id><published>2012-01-12T18:19:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T18:20:17.354-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I need a cookbook called "Low-Calorie, Low-Cholesterol, Reduced-Sugar, Healthy Vegetarian Meals That Taste Like Cake."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7057208-1890397608383517409?l=iheartstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/1890397608383517409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7057208&amp;postID=1890397608383517409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14815764161322803374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7057208.post-2217134493416679029</id><published>2012-01-12T05:46:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T05:46:33.401-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What does my Pandora say about me when it plays "Conjunction Junction?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7057208-2217134493416679029?l=iheartstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/2217134493416679029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>One day I hope to be wealthy enough to have a large bathroom that doesn't require any of my personal belongings to be balanced on shelves above the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;This is what dreams are made of.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7057208-3254273167447050752?l=iheartstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/3254273167447050752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7057208&amp;postID=3254273167447050752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/3254273167447050752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/3254273167447050752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/2012/01/one-day-i-hope-to-be-wealthy-enough-to.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14815764161322803374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7057208.post-2065725720353196914</id><published>2012-01-01T22:39:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T22:43:08.370-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My resolution for this year will be the hardest yet: take my own advice.&lt;br /&gt;I've started making a list of all the suggestions I've given to other people in the last two weeks and I am already overwhelmed.&lt;br /&gt;If it only accomplishes one thing, I will start keeping my thoughts to myself.&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14815764161322803374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7057208.post-4333915168704771059</id><published>2012-01-01T22:23:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T22:24:29.020-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>An unfortunate consequence of procrastination- I only ever hammer nails after 11pm.&lt;br /&gt;Next year (2013) I will be a better neighbor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7057208-4333915168704771059?l=iheartstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7057208.post-8159112039905287254</id><published>2012-01-01T22:22:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T22:53:47.236-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Jan 1, 2012: So far this year I have watched 7 hours of television and lost a just purchased weekly T-pass.&lt;br /&gt;The year can only get more productive from here!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7057208-8159112039905287254?l=iheartstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/8159112039905287254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7057208&amp;postID=8159112039905287254' title='0 Comments'/><link 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And when I step back and look at my actions, I realize I am different than who I keep saying I am to myself.&lt;br /&gt;I say I would like to learn to cook, but I never actually feel like cooking.&lt;br /&gt;And I have learned by studying my actions that I am someone who buys refrigerator magnets of wise sayings with the intention of giving them as gifts and then keeps all of them for myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7057208-4627243567330606542?l=iheartstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/4627243567330606542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7057208&amp;postID=4627243567330606542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/4627243567330606542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/4627243567330606542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/2012/01/who-we-are-is-defined-by-our-actions.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14815764161322803374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7057208.post-495759429995458551</id><published>2011-12-14T21:06:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T21:07:54.231-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have a friend coming to stay with me while in town for an interview.&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, his arrival is right before the last final.&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I am happy to host him, but feel like I should caution:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to Casa de Finals.&lt;br /&gt;We've decorated with piles of papers everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;Don't expect coherent conversation.&lt;br /&gt;BYO clean sheets.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7057208-495759429995458551?l=iheartstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/495759429995458551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7057208&amp;postID=495759429995458551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/495759429995458551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/495759429995458551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-have-friend-coming-to-stay-with-me.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14815764161322803374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7057208.post-2421423113004069995</id><published>2011-12-14T18:17:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T14:04:53.842-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>During busy times like finals, its important to plan timing carefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How long are you going to stay at the library?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until I get hungry. Or kill someone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7057208-2421423113004069995?l=iheartstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/2421423113004069995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7057208&amp;postID=2421423113004069995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/2421423113004069995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/2421423113004069995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/2011/12/during-busy-times-like-finals-its.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14815764161322803374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7057208.post-4667901756763582530</id><published>2011-12-13T18:57:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T18:19:42.716-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Dating Difficulties, Explained.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;How do you talk to a stranger? It's like trying to catch a falling star.&lt;br /&gt;- Roommate Wisdom&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7057208-4667901756763582530?l=iheartstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/4667901756763582530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7057208&amp;postID=4667901756763582530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/4667901756763582530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/4667901756763582530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/2011/12/how-do-you-talk-to-stranger-its-like.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14815764161322803374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7057208.post-2126084995403137020</id><published>2011-12-11T11:45:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T11:47:19.933-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sunday To Do List&lt;br /&gt;- Speech therapy session prep for the week&lt;br /&gt;- Write reports&lt;br /&gt;- Study for all finals&lt;br /&gt;- Make lunch, dinner for the week&lt;br /&gt;- Laundry&lt;br /&gt;- Grocery shop&lt;br /&gt;- Freak out about lack of progress on above&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7057208-2126084995403137020?l=iheartstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/2126084995403137020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7057208&amp;postID=2126084995403137020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/2126084995403137020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/2126084995403137020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/2011/12/sunday-to-do-list-speech-therapy.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14815764161322803374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7057208.post-4192400918650790098</id><published>2011-12-07T22:38:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T22:40:10.673-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Each person has their own sense of the defining elements of the world. Finding an appropriate song for a hard of hearing child to follow the music and the lyrics seems like an easy enough task. Listening to multiple versions of Joy to the World to see which has the clearest voice is my personal definition of hell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7057208-4192400918650790098?l=iheartstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/4192400918650790098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7057208&amp;postID=4192400918650790098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/4192400918650790098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/4192400918650790098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/2011/12/each-person-has-their-own-sense-of.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14815764161322803374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7057208.post-5315068190494168124</id><published>2011-12-07T22:10:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T22:11:44.529-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Living with a med student:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Ugh, I have so much more work to do before I can go to bed.&lt;br /&gt;Her: I have to go listen to lectures about diarrhea, starting with normal and moving to bloody.&lt;br /&gt;Me: You win-- you always win.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7057208-5315068190494168124?l=iheartstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/5315068190494168124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7057208&amp;postID=5315068190494168124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/5315068190494168124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/5315068190494168124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/2011/12/living-with-med-student-me-ugh-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14815764161322803374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7057208.post-5617601048361070331</id><published>2011-12-06T21:19:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T21:20:30.459-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Adapting to change is often difficult, especially in extremely stressful settings.&lt;br /&gt;Dear Gmail, please don't change designs during finals week. I cannot handle it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7057208-5617601048361070331?l=iheartstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/5617601048361070331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7057208&amp;postID=5617601048361070331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/5617601048361070331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/5617601048361070331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/2011/12/adapting-to-change-is-often-difficult.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14815764161322803374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7057208.post-8873470788498114523</id><published>2011-12-04T21:30:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T21:32:10.413-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Teaching children what idioms mean (throw in the towel, stay on your toes, pulling my leg) makes me wonder how we ever understand what people are really saying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7057208-8873470788498114523?l=iheartstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/8873470788498114523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7057208&amp;postID=8873470788498114523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/8873470788498114523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/8873470788498114523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/2011/12/teaching-children-what-idioms-mean.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14815764161322803374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7057208.post-3406707378714561440</id><published>2011-12-04T21:27:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T21:30:01.503-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Why is "You made your bed, and now you have to lie in it" a bad thing?&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to start using it as a positive.&lt;br /&gt;"Wow, you did all your work ahead of time... we'll, you've made your bed and now you have time to lie in it.'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7057208-3406707378714561440?l=iheartstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/3406707378714561440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7057208&amp;postID=3406707378714561440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/3406707378714561440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/3406707378714561440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/2011/12/why-is-you-made-your-bed-and-now-you.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14815764161322803374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7057208.post-5707401146537377371</id><published>2011-12-02T09:24:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T09:25:08.835-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes I think I am moving forward, technologically and musically.&lt;br /&gt;Other times I check out Hootie &amp;amp; the Blowfish CDs from the library.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7057208-5707401146537377371?l=iheartstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/5707401146537377371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7057208&amp;postID=5707401146537377371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/5707401146537377371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/5707401146537377371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/2011/12/sometimes-i-think-i-am-moving-forward.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14815764161322803374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7057208.post-1180685373028109638</id><published>2011-12-02T09:23:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T09:24:03.962-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>More signs I am losing my mind:&lt;br /&gt;Searching all over my apartment for my insulin pump, kicking myself that I could have lost my most necessary item, only to discover that I was already wearing it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7057208-1180685373028109638?l=iheartstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/1180685373028109638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7057208&amp;postID=1180685373028109638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/1180685373028109638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/1180685373028109638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/2011/12/more-signs-i-am-losing-my-mind.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14815764161322803374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7057208.post-6015640868534509550</id><published>2011-12-02T09:09:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T09:10:49.549-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Based on the sheer amount of news stories about philandering politicians, I wish the news would just switch to telling us about the ones that are still faithful to their spouses.&lt;br /&gt;It might save us all some time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7057208-6015640868534509550?l=iheartstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/6015640868534509550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7057208&amp;postID=6015640868534509550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/6015640868534509550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/6015640868534509550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/2011/12/based-on-sheer-amount-of-news-stories.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14815764161322803374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7057208.post-730237359982489248</id><published>2011-11-30T23:39:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T23:40:45.151-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lately I've been suspicious that Pandora eavesdrops on my phone conversations. Very insightful music selection lately. But then again, strong women singing country songs about not taking crap is always called for.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7057208-730237359982489248?l=iheartstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/730237359982489248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7057208&amp;postID=730237359982489248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/730237359982489248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/730237359982489248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/2011/11/lately-ive-been-suspicious-that-pandora.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14815764161322803374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7057208.post-4566894212105689634</id><published>2011-11-30T20:25:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T20:28:29.377-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Overheard in Grad School: signs we are all falling apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Next semester will be worse? Uh oh... I've already hit rock bottom." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I am so stressed sometimes it makes me want to throw up."&lt;br /&gt;"Oh yea, I haven't taken a deep breath in three days."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7057208-4566894212105689634?l=iheartstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/4566894212105689634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7057208&amp;postID=4566894212105689634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/4566894212105689634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/4566894212105689634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/2011/11/overheard-in-grad-school-signs-we-are.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14815764161322803374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7057208.post-5053834477083891574</id><published>2011-11-30T20:24:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T20:25:20.811-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Signs I might be too busy/stressed out-- doing necessary things (showering, packing lunch) feels like procrastinating work I should be doing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7057208-5053834477083891574?l=iheartstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/5053834477083891574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7057208&amp;postID=5053834477083891574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/5053834477083891574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/5053834477083891574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/2011/11/signs-i-might-be-too-busystressed-out.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14815764161322803374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7057208.post-789809302325309356</id><published>2011-11-30T11:55:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T12:12:33.080-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Eleanor Roosevelt was famous for saying: No one can make you feel inferior without your consent.&lt;br /&gt;Um, I don't remember seeing a consent form?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7057208-789809302325309356?l=iheartstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/789809302325309356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7057208&amp;postID=789809302325309356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/789809302325309356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/789809302325309356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/2011/11/eleanor-roosevelt-was-famous-for-saying.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14815764161322803374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7057208.post-2171860030293275644</id><published>2011-11-29T21:44:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T21:44:49.152-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I can tell that I'm growing as a person because I have these "growing pains."&lt;br /&gt;And by that I mean constant anxiety-produced nausea.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7057208-2171860030293275644?l=iheartstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/2171860030293275644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7057208&amp;postID=2171860030293275644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/2171860030293275644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/2171860030293275644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-can-tell-that-im-growing-as-person.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14815764161322803374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7057208.post-8552756734280271894</id><published>2011-11-29T21:41:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T21:44:00.644-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wish life were like a game show and when I picked the right answer balloons fell from the sky.&lt;br /&gt;Or at least there were some dinging confirmatory noise. Is that so much to ask?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7057208-8552756734280271894?l=iheartstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/8552756734280271894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7057208&amp;postID=8552756734280271894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/8552756734280271894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/8552756734280271894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-wish-life-were-like-game-show-and.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14815764161322803374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7057208.post-8997428732396916685</id><published>2011-11-29T20:00:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T20:02:17.172-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My heart's a stereo and it no longer plays cassette tapes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7057208-8997428732396916685?l=iheartstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/8997428732396916685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7057208&amp;postID=8997428732396916685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/8997428732396916685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/8997428732396916685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/2011/11/my-hearts-stereo-and-it-no-longer-plays.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14815764161322803374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7057208.post-4877595903432179661</id><published>2011-11-22T12:02:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T12:03:38.029-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Seeing the reunion of long-separated socks almost brings tears to my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;I may have woken up on the sensitive side of the bed this morning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7057208-4877595903432179661?l=iheartstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/4877595903432179661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7057208&amp;postID=4877595903432179661' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/4877595903432179661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/4877595903432179661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/2011/11/seeing-reunion-of-long-separated-socks.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14815764161322803374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7057208.post-381053696956149039</id><published>2011-11-22T11:59:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T12:00:56.371-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Songs take the truth and make it sound poetic:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling, don't give me shit&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I know that you're full of it&lt;br /&gt;You're full of shit&lt;br /&gt;You're full of shit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Kate Nash, The Shit Song&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7057208-381053696956149039?l=iheartstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/381053696956149039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7057208&amp;postID=381053696956149039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/381053696956149039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/381053696956149039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/2011/11/songs-take-truth-and-make-it-sound.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14815764161322803374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7057208.post-1969194941086371808</id><published>2011-11-21T22:38:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T22:40:10.744-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Class helps me remember how lucky I am:&lt;br /&gt;I am so grateful for volitional control of my body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really puts the burnt roof of my mouth in perspective.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7057208-1969194941086371808?l=iheartstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/1969194941086371808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7057208&amp;postID=1969194941086371808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/1969194941086371808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/1969194941086371808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/2011/11/class-helps-me-remember-how-lucky-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14815764161322803374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7057208.post-513285491213497871</id><published>2011-11-21T20:10:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T20:12:37.414-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm looking for a simple and pure love that makes country songs ring true.&lt;br /&gt;Also a raw and passionate love that the streets rap about.&lt;br /&gt;And someone who likes to sing Barenaked Ladies all the time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7057208-513285491213497871?l=iheartstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/513285491213497871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7057208&amp;postID=513285491213497871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/513285491213497871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/513285491213497871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/2011/11/im-looking-for-simple-and-pure-love.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14815764161322803374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7057208.post-395892281011546738</id><published>2011-11-21T20:08:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T05:43:48.563-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You know what they say in the jungle: a leopard can't change its shitheadedness.&lt;br /&gt;Hard to argue with nature.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7057208-395892281011546738?l=iheartstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/395892281011546738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7057208&amp;postID=395892281011546738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/395892281011546738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/395892281011546738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/2011/11/you-know-what-they-say-in-jungle.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14815764161322803374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7057208.post-6918104973972588749</id><published>2011-11-21T20:02:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T20:04:45.378-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The one good thing about having made a bad decision that blew up in your face (just like you knew it would) is never having to wonder "What if?" There's your answer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7057208-6918104973972588749?l=iheartstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/6918104973972588749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7057208&amp;postID=6918104973972588749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/6918104973972588749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/6918104973972588749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/2011/11/one-good-thing-about-having-made-bad.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14815764161322803374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7057208.post-7219359555829406048</id><published>2011-11-18T16:00:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T16:02:14.088-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Every single day November through March I have the same thought: when did it get dark out?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7057208-7219359555829406048?l=iheartstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/7219359555829406048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7057208&amp;postID=7219359555829406048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/7219359555829406048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/7219359555829406048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/2011/11/every-single-day-november-through-march.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14815764161322803374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7057208.post-3772202498027052062</id><published>2011-11-18T15:56:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T15:57:29.746-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm pretty sure that my stiff neck for the last week is related to stress.&lt;div&gt;I guess it's my body telling me not to be distracted and just keep looking straight ahead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ouch, message received. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7057208-3772202498027052062?l=iheartstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/3772202498027052062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7057208&amp;postID=3772202498027052062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/3772202498027052062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/3772202498027052062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/2011/11/im-pretty-sure-that-my-stiff-neck-for.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14815764161322803374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7057208.post-3650450106149618086</id><published>2011-11-18T14:33:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T14:47:11.857-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When I write a letter to my future self, which I highly recommend (futureme.org), I wonder if the jokes will be funny when I read it later. And then I realize that of course they will because it is a very specific audience. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7057208-3650450106149618086?l=iheartstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/3650450106149618086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7057208&amp;postID=3650450106149618086' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/3650450106149618086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/3650450106149618086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/2011/11/when-i-write-letter-to-my-future-self.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14815764161322803374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7057208.post-6476907336600154257</id><published>2011-11-18T14:32:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T14:33:04.999-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>First dates make me realize how judgmental I am. &lt;div&gt;I cannot accept men who wear class rings. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unless they are in high school and are also wearing a Varsity jacket.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then, they might be too young. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7057208-6476907336600154257?l=iheartstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/6476907336600154257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7057208&amp;postID=6476907336600154257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/6476907336600154257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/6476907336600154257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/2011/11/first-dates-make-me-realize-how.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14815764161322803374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7057208.post-8305212654018708882</id><published>2011-11-18T14:29:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T14:32:06.545-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometime it's hard to figure out what to call certain things. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you can use paper at school and you are sometimes not at school but you still need paper, is taking it home stealing? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If a person says one thing, and does something completely different, is it changing your mind or lying? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7057208-8305212654018708882?l=iheartstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/8305212654018708882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7057208&amp;postID=8305212654018708882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/8305212654018708882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/8305212654018708882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/2011/11/sometime-its-hard-to-figure-out-what-to.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14815764161322803374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7057208.post-6209606604557170058</id><published>2011-11-17T16:06:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T07:56:24.399-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When I am in a rejecting mood and cannot be pleased, only Pandora knows what I didn't know I was looking for.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7057208-6209606604557170058?l=iheartstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/6209606604557170058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7057208&amp;postID=6209606604557170058' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/6209606604557170058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/6209606604557170058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/2011/11/when-i-am-in-rejecting-mood-and-cannot.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14815764161322803374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7057208.post-7194486909258515113</id><published>2011-11-17T15:43:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T15:45:02.843-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Things I learned at the doctor:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's nobody you can sweet talk to reduce the quantity of blood drawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As an adult, there's no way to be calmed down during getting your blood drawn without feeling both reassured and patronized.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7057208-7194486909258515113?l=iheartstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/7194486909258515113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7057208&amp;postID=7194486909258515113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/7194486909258515113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/7194486909258515113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/2011/11/things-i-learned-at-doctor-theres.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14815764161322803374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7057208.post-880867487986407813</id><published>2011-11-16T21:01:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T21:05:09.199-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Signs grad school has reached a point of extreme stress:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- came home to realize I had left the freezer door open ALL DAY&lt;br /&gt;- continually referred to events happening on "Thursday" until someone pointed out that Thursday = tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;- realized I feel relieved to be leaving school early only to go to the diabetes doctor&lt;br /&gt;- am not the only who wonders how significantly I'd have to injure myself to get a few days off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time for Thanksgiving break. I am thankful for national holidays.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7057208-880867487986407813?l=iheartstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/880867487986407813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7057208&amp;postID=880867487986407813' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/880867487986407813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/880867487986407813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/2011/11/signs-grad-school-has-reached-point-of.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14815764161322803374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7057208.post-7595345958686235503</id><published>2011-11-07T21:50:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T21:51:49.211-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The current economic situation finally explained:&lt;br /&gt;"Your mouth is writing checks that your ass can't cash."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7057208-7595345958686235503?l=iheartstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/7595345958686235503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7057208&amp;postID=7595345958686235503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/7595345958686235503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/7595345958686235503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/2011/11/current-economic-situation-finally.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14815764161322803374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7057208.post-7607509041043562719</id><published>2011-11-06T20:07:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T20:07:45.491-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There's something about Sunday evenings that just makes me want to throw up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7057208-7607509041043562719?l=iheartstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/7607509041043562719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7057208&amp;postID=7607509041043562719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/7607509041043562719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/7607509041043562719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/2011/11/theres-something-about-sunday-evenings.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14815764161322803374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7057208.post-72319183418319276</id><published>2011-11-06T19:41:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T19:42:45.699-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>New easy-to-follow diet plan: constant anxiety to the point of nausea.&lt;br /&gt;Either that, or tapeworm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7057208-72319183418319276?l=iheartstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/72319183418319276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7057208&amp;postID=72319183418319276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/72319183418319276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/72319183418319276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/2011/11/new-easy-to-follow-diet-plan-constant.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14815764161322803374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7057208.post-332597756855195492</id><published>2011-11-06T17:02:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T17:04:05.493-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm such a procrastinator sometimes I check my own blog for new posts.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe if people commented it wouldn't be so one-sided.&lt;br /&gt;Well there's nothing to lose and there's nothing to prove, I'm dancing with myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7057208-332597756855195492?l=iheartstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/332597756855195492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7057208&amp;postID=332597756855195492' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/332597756855195492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/332597756855195492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/2011/11/im-such-procrastinator-sometimes-i.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14815764161322803374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7057208.post-2340564541369924045</id><published>2011-11-06T11:36:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T12:15:28.683-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"I'm okay with this being casual as long as it's exclusive, you've never cared about anyone more and will feel this way forever."&lt;br /&gt;"How is that casual?"&lt;br /&gt;"We can wear sweatpants."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7057208-2340564541369924045?l=iheartstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/2340564541369924045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7057208&amp;postID=2340564541369924045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/2340564541369924045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/2340564541369924045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/2011/11/im-okay-with-this-being-casual-as-long.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14815764161322803374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7057208.post-7916870618551658822</id><published>2011-11-06T10:43:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T10:43:38.602-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm butter and you're glue and it's pretty clear this is not going to work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7057208-7916870618551658822?l=iheartstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/7916870618551658822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7057208&amp;postID=7916870618551658822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/7916870618551658822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/7916870618551658822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/2011/11/im-butter-and-youre-glue-and-its-pretty.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14815764161322803374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7057208.post-6310542904042125432</id><published>2011-11-06T10:09:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T10:10:10.510-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey, Daylight Savings-- I'm going to need more than an hour.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7057208-6310542904042125432?l=iheartstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/6310542904042125432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7057208&amp;postID=6310542904042125432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/6310542904042125432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/6310542904042125432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/2011/11/hey-daylight-savings-im-going-to-need.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14815764161322803374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7057208.post-4817876049011971409</id><published>2011-11-05T18:02:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T18:03:23.753-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wish I knew what other people were thinking.&lt;br /&gt;Most of the time, it's probably better that I don't.&lt;br /&gt;They're probably thinking stupid things.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7057208-4817876049011971409?l=iheartstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/4817876049011971409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7057208&amp;postID=4817876049011971409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/4817876049011971409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/4817876049011971409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-wish-i-knew-what-other-people-were.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14815764161322803374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7057208.post-5357641148305269431</id><published>2011-11-05T18:00:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T18:01:50.999-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Life: I am both a "people person" and someone who just hates everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It depends on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- how well I know the people&lt;br /&gt;- what they are doing&lt;br /&gt;- how loud they are talking&lt;br /&gt;- how close they are standing to me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7057208-5357641148305269431?l=iheartstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/5357641148305269431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7057208&amp;postID=5357641148305269431' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/5357641148305269431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/5357641148305269431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/2011/11/life-i-am-both-people-person-and.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14815764161322803374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7057208.post-8150947755210365485</id><published>2011-11-05T17:59:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T17:59:49.129-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Maybe one day procrastination WILL be the best option.&lt;br /&gt;Fingers crossed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7057208-8150947755210365485?l=iheartstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/8150947755210365485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7057208&amp;postID=8150947755210365485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/8150947755210365485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/8150947755210365485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/2011/11/maybe-one-day-procrastination-will-be.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14815764161322803374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7057208.post-8256342005774539043</id><published>2011-11-05T17:57:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T17:59:17.177-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>How many times do I have to realize the same things over and over?&lt;br /&gt;And how many times do I have to realize that they're the same things?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7057208-8256342005774539043?l=iheartstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/8256342005774539043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7057208&amp;postID=8256342005774539043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/8256342005774539043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/8256342005774539043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/2011/11/how-many-times-do-i-have-to-realize.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14815764161322803374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7057208.post-8770889279000916673</id><published>2011-11-05T17:56:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T17:57:34.352-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wish anxious stressing burned more calories than it probably does.&lt;br /&gt;Also realized my jaw has been clenched for the last three days.&lt;br /&gt;Deep breaths.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7057208-8770889279000916673?l=iheartstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/8770889279000916673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7057208&amp;postID=8770889279000916673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/8770889279000916673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/8770889279000916673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-wish-anxious-stressing-burned-more.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14815764161322803374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7057208.post-7723956420648883925</id><published>2011-11-05T17:55:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T17:56:01.188-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I can't tell if everyone's life is falling apart, or if it just runs in the graduate program.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7057208-7723956420648883925?l=iheartstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/7723956420648883925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7057208&amp;postID=7723956420648883925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/7723956420648883925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/7723956420648883925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-cant-tell-if-everyones-life-is.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14815764161322803374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7057208.post-2234388878957881436</id><published>2011-11-03T16:35:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T16:35:55.705-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes I have a hard time keeping perspective. Is there an app for that?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7057208-2234388878957881436?l=iheartstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/2234388878957881436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7057208&amp;postID=2234388878957881436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/2234388878957881436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/2234388878957881436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/2011/11/sometimes-i-have-hard-time-keeping.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14815764161322803374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7057208.post-100581196981121899</id><published>2011-11-03T16:35:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T16:35:21.595-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wish there were a more effective way of learning things than The Hard Way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7057208-100581196981121899?l=iheartstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/100581196981121899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7057208&amp;postID=100581196981121899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/100581196981121899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/100581196981121899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-wish-there-were-more-effective-way-of.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14815764161322803374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7057208.post-7392124544555313083</id><published>2011-11-03T05:32:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T05:33:52.692-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>New to-do list, seemingly productive may end up destructive:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Delete everything in my inbox&lt;br /&gt;- Get rid of all the papers on my desk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either this will involve sorting and filing&lt;br /&gt;or a small household fire.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7057208-7392124544555313083?l=iheartstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/7392124544555313083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7057208&amp;postID=7392124544555313083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/7392124544555313083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/7392124544555313083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/2011/11/new-to-do-list-seemingly-productive-may.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14815764161322803374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7057208.post-821037680338022681</id><published>2011-10-31T22:12:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T22:13:25.670-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes I have too much going on to really make a detailed to-do list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Buy food&lt;br /&gt;- Do laundry&lt;br /&gt;- Organize my life&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7057208-821037680338022681?l=iheartstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/821037680338022681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7057208&amp;postID=821037680338022681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/821037680338022681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/821037680338022681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/2011/10/sometimes-i-have-too-much-going-on-to.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14815764161322803374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7057208.post-7285398397081281227</id><published>2011-10-31T22:10:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T22:11:05.156-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Favorite costume of the day: 2-foot tall child dressed from hat to boots as the UPS delivery man, complete with package. So realistic, he tossed the box around class all day and forgot to bring it anywhere.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7057208-7285398397081281227?l=iheartstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/7285398397081281227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7057208&amp;postID=7285398397081281227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/7285398397081281227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/7285398397081281227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/2011/10/favorite-costume-of-day-2-foot-tall.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14815764161322803374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7057208.post-212203071368446</id><published>2011-10-31T22:04:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T22:08:17.207-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If I could hold everything in my head at once, maybe I would have to apologize less for forgetting things.&lt;br /&gt;But also, maybe my head would explode.&lt;br /&gt;Just saying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7057208-212203071368446?l=iheartstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/212203071368446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7057208&amp;postID=212203071368446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/212203071368446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/212203071368446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/2011/10/if-i-could-hold-everything-in-my-head.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14815764161322803374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7057208.post-6198787212902937865</id><published>2011-10-31T22:03:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T22:04:12.532-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If I had one small wish, I would wish to be really good at everything without exerting any effort. Where is the challenge in that? you might ask.&lt;br /&gt;Well, who asked you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7057208-6198787212902937865?l=iheartstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/6198787212902937865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7057208&amp;postID=6198787212902937865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/6198787212902937865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/6198787212902937865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/2011/10/if-i-had-one-small-wish-i-would-wish-to.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14815764161322803374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7057208.post-2848377690472525334</id><published>2011-10-31T21:41:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T22:12:11.733-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wish my homework had the same features as Pandora does. Like once I've ignored it for more than twenty minutes it asked, "Are you still there?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7057208-2848377690472525334?l=iheartstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/2848377690472525334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7057208&amp;postID=2848377690472525334' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/2848377690472525334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/2848377690472525334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-wish-my-homework-had-same-features-as.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14815764161322803374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7057208.post-3806604836851726821</id><published>2011-10-31T19:51:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T20:48:57.557-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes I get upset with people when they send mixed messages, but I have to realize that I do the same thing. Earlier today I was convinced that my printer was broken, and just now I figured out the problem-- I was trying to reprint page 12 while I had set the settings to "Print odd pages only." Awareness is the first step.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7057208-3806604836851726821?l=iheartstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/3806604836851726821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7057208&amp;postID=3806604836851726821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/3806604836851726821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/3806604836851726821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/2011/10/sometimes-i-get-upset-with-people-when.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14815764161322803374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7057208.post-6244584305983242036</id><published>2011-10-30T09:38:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T20:51:18.723-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I really hope it's possible to find someone you're crazy about who doesn't make you actually insane.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7057208-6244584305983242036?l=iheartstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/6244584305983242036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7057208&amp;postID=6244584305983242036' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/6244584305983242036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/6244584305983242036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-really-hope-its-possible-to-find.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14815764161322803374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7057208.post-3363044398008449117</id><published>2011-10-29T16:15:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-29T17:54:40.485-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If I am to believe that The One is out there and just looking to find me then what is "he" up to? I'm going to be mad if this is all being delayed because of fantasy football.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7057208-3363044398008449117?l=iheartstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/3363044398008449117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7057208&amp;postID=3363044398008449117' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/3363044398008449117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/3363044398008449117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/2011/10/if-i-am-to-believe-that-one-is-out.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14815764161322803374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7057208.post-3365251550733027905</id><published>2011-10-28T08:18:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T08:19:04.038-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wish there were less songs about passion and more about productive time management. I could use the inspiration.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7057208-3365251550733027905?l=iheartstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/3365251550733027905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7057208&amp;postID=3365251550733027905' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/3365251550733027905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/3365251550733027905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-wish-there-were-less-songs-about.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14815764161322803374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7057208.post-3583325587674613557</id><published>2011-10-26T21:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T21:53:25.189-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Grad school means worrying about getting both gray hair and lice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7057208-3583325587674613557?l=iheartstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/3583325587674613557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7057208&amp;postID=3583325587674613557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/3583325587674613557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/3583325587674613557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/2011/10/grad-school-means-worrying-about.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14815764161322803374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7057208.post-6171907262755028521</id><published>2011-10-26T21:19:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T21:19:49.829-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Even if someone says it, I have a hard time believing anybody thinks I'm perfect.&lt;br /&gt;That's my one flaw.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7057208-6171907262755028521?l=iheartstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/6171907262755028521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7057208&amp;postID=6171907262755028521' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/6171907262755028521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/6171907262755028521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/2011/10/even-if-someone-says-it-i-have-hard.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14815764161322803374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7057208.post-9072187480234928432</id><published>2011-10-24T09:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T09:16:23.661-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Some days, nobody knows me like my Pandora.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7057208-9072187480234928432?l=iheartstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/9072187480234928432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7057208&amp;postID=9072187480234928432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/9072187480234928432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/9072187480234928432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/2011/10/some-days-nobody-knows-me-like-my.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14815764161322803374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7057208.post-4223789091823765507</id><published>2011-10-23T18:41:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T18:44:57.216-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Halloween dog costume parade = happiest day of the year.&lt;br /&gt;So many exciting decorations, unhappy dogs and ridiculous people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7057208-4223789091823765507?l=iheartstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/4223789091823765507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7057208&amp;postID=4223789091823765507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/4223789091823765507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/4223789091823765507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/2011/10/halloween-dog-costume-parade-happiest.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14815764161322803374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7057208.post-2369492959392194021</id><published>2011-10-17T21:56:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T21:58:13.084-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Living with a medical student helps me put things in perspective:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, how was your day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm so stressed out, I have one million projects and have to plan therapy still. How was yours?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I performed my first gynecological exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to bed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7057208-2369492959392194021?l=iheartstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/2369492959392194021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7057208&amp;postID=2369492959392194021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/2369492959392194021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/2369492959392194021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/2011/10/living-with-medical-student-helps-me.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14815764161322803374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7057208.post-7312293645141902305</id><published>2011-10-17T21:54:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T21:56:33.753-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When I am forced to be incredibly productive (by having too many things to do for the amount of time and brainspace available), my body tries to catch up with my mind activity by eating as much as possible. So helpful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7057208-7312293645141902305?l=iheartstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/7312293645141902305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7057208&amp;postID=7312293645141902305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/7312293645141902305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/7312293645141902305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/2011/10/when-i-am-forced-to-be-incredibly.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14815764161322803374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7057208.post-1643154484034903617</id><published>2011-10-16T17:54:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T17:57:06.589-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have a love/hate relationship with studying at Panera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love:&lt;br /&gt;bread bowls&lt;br /&gt;free wifi&lt;br /&gt;temperature controlled environment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hate:&lt;br /&gt;being forced to buy things&lt;br /&gt;everyone in Panera and their loud stupid conversations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should start going to the library.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7057208-1643154484034903617?l=iheartstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/1643154484034903617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7057208&amp;postID=1643154484034903617' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/1643154484034903617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/1643154484034903617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-have-lovehate-relationship-with.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14815764161322803374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7057208.post-1793671448068691287</id><published>2011-10-16T17:52:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T17:54:44.048-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes I have to convince myself that someone will surprise me by getting on a plane and showing up at my doorstep just to motivate me to start cleaning the apartment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7057208-1793671448068691287?l=iheartstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/1793671448068691287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7057208&amp;postID=1793671448068691287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/1793671448068691287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/1793671448068691287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/2011/10/sometimes-i-have-to-convince-myself.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14815764161322803374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7057208.post-1258526428024493483</id><published>2011-10-16T17:51:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T17:52:26.776-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The hardest part of writing papers is trying to remember that done &amp;gt; perfect. Also how many candy pumpkins do I have to eat for this paper to write itself? Because they are on sale and that would be very convenient.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7057208-1258526428024493483?l=iheartstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/1258526428024493483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7057208&amp;postID=1258526428024493483' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/1258526428024493483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/1258526428024493483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/2011/10/hardest-part-of-writing-papers-is.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14815764161322803374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7057208.post-7359413886593065658</id><published>2011-10-14T05:01:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T05:02:37.927-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There is something about being awake at 5:30 am when I don't need to be that makes me want to shout at the top of my lungs until everyone else is up. Insomnia loves company.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7057208-7359413886593065658?l=iheartstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/7359413886593065658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7057208&amp;postID=7359413886593065658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/7359413886593065658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/7359413886593065658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/2011/10/there-is-something-about-being-awake-at.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14815764161322803374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7057208.post-1993560286966079315</id><published>2011-10-11T21:59:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T22:03:19.531-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Talking to the insurance company on the phone is complicated. It's important to say be direct, stay calm but still throw in a few profanities to let them know you're serious.&lt;br /&gt;A direct quote: "I'm just wondering why I'm paying you every month to cover my supplies if you're not responding to the supplier's fax to get authorization. I mean, I got a call from them saying they can't ship it because they haven't heard from you and all I can answer is, what the hell?"&lt;br /&gt;Yes, Kevin, I'm happy to hold again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7057208-1993560286966079315?l=iheartstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/1993560286966079315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7057208&amp;postID=1993560286966079315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/1993560286966079315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/1993560286966079315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/2011/10/talking-to-insurance-company-on-phone.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14815764161322803374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7057208.post-2721426023547912938</id><published>2011-10-11T21:52:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T21:57:52.291-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been having one of those walk into a restaurant and immediately knock all the silverware off the table/almost go into the shower still wearing socks kind of days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7057208-2721426023547912938?l=iheartstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/2721426023547912938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7057208&amp;postID=2721426023547912938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/2721426023547912938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/2721426023547912938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/2011/10/ive-been-having-one-of-those-walk-into.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14815764161322803374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7057208.post-2520300300030266580</id><published>2011-10-11T21:49:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T21:51:03.601-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I love songs that just ring true while being completely irrelevant to my life:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="line line-s hover" id="line_26"&gt;It's time to get a gun&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="line line-s hover" id="line_27"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what I've been thinking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="line line-s hover" id="line_28"&gt;I could afford one&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="line line-s hover" id="line_29"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I did just a little less drinking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="overflow: hidden; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; border: medium none;"&gt;(Miranda Lambert)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7057208-2520300300030266580?l=iheartstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/2520300300030266580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7057208&amp;postID=2520300300030266580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/2520300300030266580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/2520300300030266580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-love-songs-that-just-ring-true-while.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14815764161322803374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7057208.post-3016853379947068297</id><published>2011-10-11T21:28:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T21:31:07.258-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Only in America do we pay extra money to be dragged along in outdated transportation to the fields to do our own manual labor on a weekend. Yay for hayrides and apple picking!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7057208-3016853379947068297?l=iheartstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/3016853379947068297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7057208&amp;postID=3016853379947068297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/3016853379947068297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/3016853379947068297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/2011/10/only-in-america-do-we-pay-extra-money.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14815764161322803374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7057208.post-5718579023215389372</id><published>2011-10-11T21:23:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T21:27:26.731-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes in life you just have to find the things that make you smile and hold them close. Even if that means possibly stealing a teddy bear-sized folding chair.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7057208-5718579023215389372?l=iheartstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/5718579023215389372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7057208&amp;postID=5718579023215389372' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/5718579023215389372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/5718579023215389372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/2011/10/sometimes-in-life-you-just-have-to-find.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14815764161322803374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7057208.post-6731989101538900438</id><published>2011-10-11T21:00:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T21:01:15.379-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Being professional means trying not to look surprised when a child jumps into your lap to straddle-hug you while at the same time not getting close enough to get lice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7057208-6731989101538900438?l=iheartstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/6731989101538900438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7057208&amp;postID=6731989101538900438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/6731989101538900438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/6731989101538900438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/2011/10/being-professional-means-trying-not-to.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14815764161322803374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7057208.post-8827397488116087709</id><published>2011-10-11T20:56:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T20:58:46.874-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Being a girl means knowing you're better off not being in contact with someone while hoping they call and trying not to text them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7057208-8827397488116087709?l=iheartstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/8827397488116087709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7057208&amp;postID=8827397488116087709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/8827397488116087709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/8827397488116087709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/2011/10/being-girl-means-knowing-youre-better.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14815764161322803374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7057208.post-6691584369246178812</id><published>2011-10-10T20:03:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T20:05:40.352-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When I get overwhelmed with school and work responsibilities, I focus my attention on boy drama. Instead of reading articles and creating lesson plans, I am listening to all of Maroon 5 and checking my phone repeatedly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7057208-6691584369246178812?l=iheartstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/6691584369246178812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7057208&amp;postID=6691584369246178812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/6691584369246178812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/6691584369246178812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/2011/10/when-i-get-overwhelmed-with-school-and.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14815764161322803374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7057208.post-7517335015171919037</id><published>2011-10-10T20:02:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T20:03:38.091-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The hardest part of first dates is the balance between "be yourself" and "act normal." It's a fine line between quirky and incredibly strange.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7057208-7517335015171919037?l=iheartstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/7517335015171919037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7057208&amp;postID=7517335015171919037' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/7517335015171919037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/7517335015171919037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/2011/10/hardest-part-of-first-dates-is-balance.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14815764161322803374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7057208.post-2057714026504345283</id><published>2011-10-10T19:59:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T20:01:39.458-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Over the last few weeks, all of my ex-boyfriends have contacted me to get together when they're in town (separately). I take this as a sign that: I am still friends with people who were important to me in relationships, I am such a good friend that people want to keep in touch, and I need to work on being harder to get over.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7057208-2057714026504345283?l=iheartstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/2057714026504345283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7057208&amp;postID=2057714026504345283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/2057714026504345283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/2057714026504345283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/2011/10/over-last-few-weeks-all-of-my-ex.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14815764161322803374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7057208.post-570332555466176581</id><published>2011-10-06T15:11:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T15:12:58.462-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Flattery will get you anywhere. Except Costco. And through airport security.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7057208-570332555466176581?l=iheartstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/570332555466176581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7057208&amp;postID=570332555466176581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/570332555466176581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/570332555466176581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/2011/10/flattery-will-get-you-anywhere.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14815764161322803374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7057208.post-2599458920307050378</id><published>2011-10-06T14:51:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T14:53:09.017-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When I'm struggling with decisions in life, I turn to Pandora to send me a sign. And then I give thumbs downs until it's right.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7057208-2599458920307050378?l=iheartstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/2599458920307050378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7057208&amp;postID=2599458920307050378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/2599458920307050378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/2599458920307050378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/2011/10/when-im-struggling-with-decisions-in.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14815764161322803374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7057208.post-8318419425521247387</id><published>2011-10-06T14:44:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T14:47:02.347-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes it's hard for me to accept reasonable things. Like, it doesn't help to dwell on the past and if I always end up fast forwarding through all of the songs, maybe I should just stop watching Glee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7057208-8318419425521247387?l=iheartstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/8318419425521247387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7057208&amp;postID=8318419425521247387' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/8318419425521247387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/8318419425521247387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/2011/10/sometimes-its-hard-for-me-to-accept.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14815764161322803374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7057208.post-4562256123005640825</id><published>2011-10-05T21:07:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T21:09:41.703-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have learned that when everything starts to feel as dramatic as it did in seventh grade, the best thing to do is go straight to bed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7057208-4562256123005640825?l=iheartstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/4562256123005640825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7057208&amp;postID=4562256123005640825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/4562256123005640825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/4562256123005640825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-have-learned-that-when-everything.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14815764161322803374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7057208.post-7975483091501931000</id><published>2011-10-04T13:53:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T13:54:17.027-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The problem with sick days is that I don't feel good enough to enjoy all of the things I'm not doing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7057208-7975483091501931000?l=iheartstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/7975483091501931000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7057208&amp;postID=7975483091501931000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/7975483091501931000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/7975483091501931000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/2011/10/problem-with-sick-days-is-that-i-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14815764161322803374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7057208.post-5176427804376428678</id><published>2011-10-04T13:53:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T13:53:37.645-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Professionalism: restraining yourself from telling parents that their baby is hot.&lt;br /&gt;Even if it's true.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7057208-5176427804376428678?l=iheartstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/5176427804376428678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7057208&amp;postID=5176427804376428678' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/5176427804376428678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/5176427804376428678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/2011/10/professionalism-restraining-yourself.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14815764161322803374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7057208.post-7073488539364574755</id><published>2011-10-04T13:51:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T13:52:53.207-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>According to Einstein, the definition of insanity is d&lt;span class="st"&gt;oing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results.&lt;br /&gt;But also, maybe it'll work this time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7057208-7073488539364574755?l=iheartstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/7073488539364574755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7057208&amp;postID=7073488539364574755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/7073488539364574755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/7073488539364574755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/2011/10/according-to-einstein-definition-of.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14815764161322803374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7057208.post-1547723925928526347</id><published>2011-10-04T13:49:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T13:57:49.643-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My friend uses her blog to post requests for presents she would like people to send her.&lt;br /&gt;This seems like a selfish way to use creative space, but also can it hurt for people to know that I love getting flowers any time and really would like a teapot?&lt;br /&gt;And also that a person should check with my brother if he's already getting me a teapot because I told him to but sometimes  he forgets about my need for kitchen items.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7057208-1547723925928526347?l=iheartstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/1547723925928526347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7057208&amp;postID=1547723925928526347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/1547723925928526347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/1547723925928526347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/2011/10/my-friend-uses-her-blog-to-post.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14815764161322803374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7057208.post-7595616773030662684</id><published>2011-10-04T13:48:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T13:49:49.636-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I know that autumn means that The Cold is coming,  but I can't help my strong love of crunchy colorful leaves and the return of candy corn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7057208-7595616773030662684?l=iheartstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/7595616773030662684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7057208&amp;postID=7595616773030662684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/7595616773030662684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/7595616773030662684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-know-that-autumn-means-that-cold-is.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14815764161322803374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7057208.post-8759294017830235231</id><published>2011-09-25T10:37:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T10:38:27.754-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm like a dog that acts up when it gets left home alone too much-- except instead of peeing all over the carpet, I eat other people's pop tarts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7057208-8759294017830235231?l=iheartstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/8759294017830235231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7057208&amp;postID=8759294017830235231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/8759294017830235231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/8759294017830235231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/2011/09/im-like-dog-that-acts-up-when-it-gets.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14815764161322803374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7057208.post-6625742802569275309</id><published>2011-08-18T23:20:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T23:20:18.953-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What's your name? Hogarth.&lt;br /&gt;What's your middle name? Gordon.&lt;br /&gt;I hope you like dirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7057208-6625742802569275309?l=iheartstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/6625742802569275309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7057208&amp;postID=6625742802569275309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/6625742802569275309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/6625742802569275309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/2011/08/whats-your-name-hogarth.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14815764161322803374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7057208.post-3231313154028668101</id><published>2011-08-18T23:18:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T23:19:45.910-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It is common decency not to walk on people while they are sleeping, which is why I dislike cats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7057208-3231313154028668101?l=iheartstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/3231313154028668101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7057208&amp;postID=3231313154028668101' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/3231313154028668101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/3231313154028668101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/2011/08/it-is-common-decency-not-to-walk-on.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14815764161322803374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7057208.post-4413180594508567307</id><published>2011-07-24T09:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T09:53:01.916-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There is nothing more hilarious than a person with an Irish accent telling you that they are not a leprechaun. In unrelated news, I may be culturally insensitive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7057208-4413180594508567307?l=iheartstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/4413180594508567307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7057208&amp;postID=4413180594508567307' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/4413180594508567307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057208/posts/default/4413180594508567307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartstuff.blogspot.com/2011/07/there-is-nothing-more-hilarious-than.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14815764161322803374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
