<?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-10622480</id><updated>2012-02-16T03:17:47.016-05:00</updated><category term='miscellaneous'/><category term='islands'/><category term='summer'/><category term='Dreams'/><category term='random'/><category term='lists'/><title type='text'>The Lunatic Lounge</title><subtitle type='html'>I meditate.  I burn candles.  I drink green tea...............and still I want to smack someone.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03781614786868628847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>580</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10622480.post-2397097035603568853</id><published>2010-10-01T22:02:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T22:33:05.308-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Back!</title><summary type='text'>Actually I might just scrap this and make a whole new blog.  Debating.  But for now this will do.So much has gone on I won't even recap.  From now I'm just going to try to go forward.I'm reading this book on creativity and well one of the things it suggests one do is write 3 pages every morning.  So in lieu of getting out pen and paper, this will be it.  Morning might be hard to get to, since </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/feeds/2397097035603568853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10622480&amp;postID=2397097035603568853&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/2397097035603568853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/2397097035603568853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/2010/10/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m Back!'/><author><name>Ladyred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789670735391217061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/104/3943/640/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8hgj2juRew/TKaV5MziQ9I/AAAAAAAAAgQ/G5d7wvvkiBo/s72-c/IM_BACK.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10622480.post-5207126617038989463</id><published>2009-03-24T10:12:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T10:56:45.575-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Snippets</title><summary type='text'>Well, time sure flies.Anyway, updates updates.  The work situation has changed DRASTICALLY and now I am working for the Sales Manager.  I got the "Watch out for buses" threat as I was leaving.  The few days after the change were tense!  He wouldn't look at me, he was LIVID!Then I was wondering "why the F AM I staying at that place anyway?"  But you know, I really need a job.  Leaving would be </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/feeds/5207126617038989463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10622480&amp;postID=5207126617038989463&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/5207126617038989463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/5207126617038989463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/2009/03/snippets.html' title='Snippets'/><author><name>Ladyred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789670735391217061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/104/3943/640/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10622480.post-4249316831790455764</id><published>2009-02-27T21:10:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T22:25:00.399-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Where to Start.........</title><summary type='text'>Well.  It has been a quite eventful ride.The situation at my workplace has finally come to a head, and in a nutshell, I do not work for the power-hungry control freak any longer. I do need to reread what I wrote to see where I left off regarding the work stuff, but anyway here goes.I had spoken with the owner of the company a month or so back, and essentially told him how I was being treated.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/feeds/4249316831790455764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10622480&amp;postID=4249316831790455764&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/4249316831790455764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/4249316831790455764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/2009/02/where-to-start.html' title='Where to Start.........'/><author><name>Ladyred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789670735391217061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/104/3943/640/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10622480.post-7306347525754087998</id><published>2009-01-14T12:28:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T12:47:36.102-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tactfulness</title><summary type='text'>Which I admit I lack.Well I need to find a way to say what I need to say in a professional manner.The president of the company I am temporarily working for is coming into town next week.I told boss #1 I would have no problem speaking up about the problems I have been experiencing here, but I'm not very good at this sort of thing.  Usually just backfires on me.Oh well.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/feeds/7306347525754087998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10622480&amp;postID=7306347525754087998&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/7306347525754087998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/7306347525754087998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/2009/01/tactfulness.html' title='Tactfulness'/><author><name>Ladyred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789670735391217061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/104/3943/640/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10622480.post-813386155205320073</id><published>2009-01-14T11:47:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T12:01:10.178-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Doomed</title><summary type='text'>I ordered a new computer.For my photography it was necessary.  Mine is over 4 years old.  Yea doesn't sound that old but like an animal's age, it's ancient in the technology world.It was under $1k and I have a plan on paying it off in 3 months before the 90-day kicks in.I'm excited.  It was that or a new camera, but I figure the one I have is doing just fine.  I would like better glass, but until</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/feeds/813386155205320073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10622480&amp;postID=813386155205320073&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/813386155205320073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/813386155205320073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-doomed.html' title='I&apos;m Doomed'/><author><name>Ladyred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789670735391217061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/104/3943/640/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10622480.post-5433996144666512408</id><published>2009-01-13T10:19:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T10:32:56.793-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Into the Unknown</title><summary type='text'>Thanks all for the happy New Years!  It's been a stressful end of the year for me, but just know I will stop by with wishes myself!!I don't know what I"m doing.  It's a struggle and quite frankly I have kind of stopped.  I need to take a moment and I can't seem to.  Everything just keeps going and going, even though I want to stop.  Well.  I need to force myself to stop a moment or I'll crash.  </summary><link rel='related' href='http://pingus.seul.org/' title='Into the Unknown'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/feeds/5433996144666512408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10622480&amp;postID=5433996144666512408&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/5433996144666512408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/5433996144666512408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/2009/01/into-unknown.html' title='Into the Unknown'/><author><name>Ladyred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789670735391217061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/104/3943/640/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10622480.post-3911632042771493385</id><published>2008-12-20T15:50:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T15:58:35.487-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Briefly</title><summary type='text'>I'm not feeling the holiday spirit.  I'm sad to report I've been depressed of late.  Oh most of it is financial, and a part of me just wants to lie down and not wake up again. The stuff at work is just ridiculous but I don't feel that opting out of this position is a very wise choice in the scheme of the economy.  Granted, they still have to offer me the position full time, and I have found out </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/feeds/3911632042771493385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10622480&amp;postID=3911632042771493385&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/3911632042771493385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/3911632042771493385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/2008/12/briefly.html' title='Briefly'/><author><name>Ladyred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789670735391217061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/104/3943/640/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10622480.post-5993229700019657546</id><published>2008-12-11T10:20:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:16:13.252-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Spot On</title><summary type='text'>Oh I don't know what kind of titles to make........lolAnyhoo, went to see Australia and Quantum of Solace last night (yea kinda got a twofer lol, been along time since I snuck into another theater....).  Glad didn't pay for Quantum.  I guess I'm still into the old days.  How I don't know since they were before my time, but I just haven't liked many of the recent Bond films.  What I found quite </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/feeds/5993229700019657546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10622480&amp;postID=5993229700019657546&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/5993229700019657546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/5993229700019657546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/2008/12/spot-on.html' title='Spot On'/><author><name>Ladyred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789670735391217061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/104/3943/640/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10622480.post-2086213678124241331</id><published>2008-11-22T15:49:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T17:10:14.912-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello</title><summary type='text'>I've weathered the full moon madness.  And hopefully things are right with the world.  There's been a stir at work, but I am keeping my wits about me.  Letting go of anxiety and worry and well just everything is the hardest task for me to do.  But I've been having private talks. Not out loud.  Well I do if I'm alone.  So hopefully someone is hearing me.  Because I simply need to let go and stop </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/feeds/2086213678124241331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10622480&amp;postID=2086213678124241331&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/2086213678124241331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/2086213678124241331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/2008/11/hello.html' title='Hello'/><author><name>Ladyred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789670735391217061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/104/3943/640/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10622480.post-280643406125466873</id><published>2008-11-14T09:47:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T10:38:14.244-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Full Moon Madness</title><summary type='text'>and i mean madness........i just hope my madness didn't cost me this job.  i had a breakdown.  granted this job isn't that stressful but when things triple in scope  that one has to do (and i mean one as in only one person doing it all and that's me compared to three girls or four out on the west coast) and with everyone wanted everything at the same time, it's got insane.  and i broke.  maybe in</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/feeds/280643406125466873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10622480&amp;postID=280643406125466873&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/280643406125466873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/280643406125466873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/2008/11/full-moon-madness.html' title='Full Moon Madness'/><author><name>Ladyred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789670735391217061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/104/3943/640/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8hgj2juRew/SR2T9HdZMSI/AAAAAAAAATk/NWW-rPOq5hE/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10622480.post-7835195490547870218</id><published>2008-11-04T18:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T18:18:49.081-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hiking in FlipFLops</title><summary type='text'>Ok.  I was supposed to post this the other day, but since I have other things to do now that I work, I didn't get a chance.  I do need to make a point of it though.  Especially because I"m slacking on my photography as well.See.  I'm glad I posted that last post.  I lost my connection.Anyhow.  I went hiking this weekend and it was beautiful.  My body is screaming at me now since I"m so </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/feeds/7835195490547870218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10622480&amp;postID=7835195490547870218&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/7835195490547870218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/7835195490547870218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/2008/11/hiking-in-flipflops.html' title='Hiking in FlipFLops'/><author><name>Ladyred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789670735391217061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/104/3943/640/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10622480.post-5843021016873153110</id><published>2008-11-04T17:52:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T18:00:05.342-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Brief</title><summary type='text'>Well.Since I think I have internet in the living room for now (wow one bar woot), I will try to keep this brief.  I like being on the computer, but it means I have to sit in the kitchen and the chairs aren't as comfy and it's colder.  I'm tickled that I seem to have one bar in the living room.  DIdn't have any before.  I'd have to walk around the house with the laptop to find out WHERE I got bars</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/feeds/5843021016873153110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10622480&amp;postID=5843021016873153110&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/5843021016873153110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/5843021016873153110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/2008/11/brief.html' title='The Brief'/><author><name>Ladyred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789670735391217061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/104/3943/640/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10622480.post-639419566354573898</id><published>2008-10-17T11:30:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T11:52:13.121-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Been a While</title><summary type='text'>I know.........But it's life you know?Had to get down to business since I was not finding gainful employment, but hopefully that has changed.  It's not my 'ideal' but it's bringing in money. It's temporary, and hopefully will become permanent.  I did find out that the guy who I replaced was temporary for 11 months.  Yea.........that's not happening here.The Pluses are:It's 3 miles down the road </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/feeds/639419566354573898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10622480&amp;postID=639419566354573898&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/639419566354573898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/639419566354573898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/2008/10/its-been-while.html' title='It&apos;s Been a While'/><author><name>Ladyred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789670735391217061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/104/3943/640/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10622480.post-5326900040564494289</id><published>2008-07-08T14:08:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T14:19:34.533-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow I'm still here</title><summary type='text'>Sadly though, nothing exciting to report. Still no full time job.A few interviews, but then nothing.I am not sure what I am doing wrong.My boyfriend is hounding me that I'm not looking for a job.  He seems to think I should just walk into McDonald's or Walmart and have a job.  I am resisting doing either but I may just have to.  He wants me to work 5 minutes away.  Don't we ALL want to work 5 </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/feeds/5326900040564494289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10622480&amp;postID=5326900040564494289&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/5326900040564494289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/5326900040564494289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/2008/07/wow-im-still-here.html' title='Wow I&apos;m still here'/><author><name>Ladyred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789670735391217061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/104/3943/640/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10622480.post-4569160571100708558</id><published>2008-05-30T15:07:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T15:13:52.112-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Just plugging along.Nothing exciting to report.This blog is pretty boring.I did find out about the 911 position and I was right.  On my previous application of three years ago, I put a different number of times for drug usage.  So there was my "inconsistency" in drug usage.  I did explain, however, they hold stricter hiring standards for the Public Safety office (while the County's other public </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/feeds/4569160571100708558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10622480&amp;postID=4569160571100708558&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/4569160571100708558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/4569160571100708558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/2008/05/just-plugging-along.html' title=''/><author><name>Ladyred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789670735391217061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/104/3943/640/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10622480.post-7802153670699381128</id><published>2008-05-20T18:02:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T18:30:01.793-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is Biting the Big Banana right about now.....</title><summary type='text'>I feel like I'm in a black hole now.  With no chance in HELL to get out.I am apparently disqualified from the county position due to "inconsistency about my drug usage". Um I'm pissed.  A sheriff deputy friend of my says it is probably due to the fact that I even did drugs (smoked a few dubes as a teen/twentysomething and that's it).  My bf seems to think they confused me with someone else.  Then</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/feeds/7802153670699381128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10622480&amp;postID=7802153670699381128&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/7802153670699381128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/7802153670699381128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/2008/05/life-is-biting-big-banana-right-about.html' title='Life is Biting the Big Banana right about now.....'/><author><name>Ladyred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789670735391217061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/104/3943/640/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10622480.post-7486042564812809362</id><published>2008-05-02T09:30:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T10:00:30.798-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Final Posting.......</title><summary type='text'>possibly.I have applied for a county job, and I passed the tests so far.Now comes the background check. Which is apparently thorough.  Not that I have anything back there to be concerned about.  But since these are my, well, totally brutally honest thoughts, I figured anyone at the "agency" doesn't need to see them.  I did do a google check real quick on my nickname, just to see what popped up.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/feeds/7486042564812809362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10622480&amp;postID=7486042564812809362&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/7486042564812809362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/7486042564812809362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/2008/05/final-posting.html' title='Final Posting.......'/><author><name>Ladyred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789670735391217061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/104/3943/640/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10622480.post-8040754384662122378</id><published>2008-04-16T18:13:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T18:23:44.899-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi hi.  On a better note......</title><summary type='text'>I took a break. I am sitting up here in the mountains, ok well Ellijay (apple country), taking in nature.  I also had a massage today.  I'm still on the verge of tears, but not as bad as yesterday. PLUSI found this lovely little gadget that I can plug into the car, and plug my laptop/notebook into it and get AC power!  With this aircard, I can use the internet anywhere!!!!!!!  You see, at my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/feeds/8040754384662122378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10622480&amp;postID=8040754384662122378&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/8040754384662122378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/8040754384662122378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/2008/04/hi-hi-on-better-note.html' title='Hi hi.  On a better note......'/><author><name>Ladyred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789670735391217061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/104/3943/640/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10622480.post-1186561405341264435</id><published>2008-04-15T23:10:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T23:40:29.545-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I have no desire to write a title</title><summary type='text'>And really I have no desire to write in this blog.All I can say is that I'm getting really frustrated with the job search.  I send out resumes.  I get nothing.  I would start to say "What's wrong with me, or my resume?" but I do know it's not me.  I'm qualified for an administrative asst job listed.  But no one calls.  Or I get spammed.  I know I have to go about it differently.  I'm not totally </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/feeds/1186561405341264435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10622480&amp;postID=1186561405341264435&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/1186561405341264435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/1186561405341264435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-have-no-desire-to-write-title.html' title='I have no desire to write a title'/><author><name>Ladyred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789670735391217061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/104/3943/640/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Z8hgj2juRew/SAVxBa84XCI/AAAAAAAAANs/Cz-etgTYEs8/s72-c/myletterheadcrop.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10622480.post-1557850679900718326</id><published>2008-04-03T10:53:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T13:40:25.460-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Or Not</title><summary type='text'>well........I guess they didn't like my winning personality.I'm going now to figure out what's wrong with me....In the meantime, I can't apply for the railroad job again.  So I guess I screwed myself.  That's so a nice feeling!  But I did apply for a couple of other jobs in their system.  But who knows.  She made it sound like I couldn't apply for that job again, why I don't know.  What if I had </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/feeds/1557850679900718326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10622480&amp;postID=1557850679900718326&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/1557850679900718326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/1557850679900718326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/2008/04/or-not.html' title='Or Not'/><author><name>Ladyred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789670735391217061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/104/3943/640/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10622480.post-4687029899248626048</id><published>2008-04-02T18:46:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T19:19:42.410-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I've Got This</title><summary type='text'>Well............tomorrow is the day.I chose to go to the open house for the airlines.  There really was no doubt, but there was, if that makes sense.I called the railroad to ask about another session.  They tell me that this is my only opportunity.  Nice.  Well, guess it's their loss.  I apparently cannot apply again for that position.  Why penalize someone for not being able to attend?  I may </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/feeds/4687029899248626048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10622480&amp;postID=4687029899248626048&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/4687029899248626048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/4687029899248626048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/2008/04/ive-got-this.html' title='I&apos;ve Got This'/><author><name>Ladyred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789670735391217061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/104/3943/640/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10622480.post-154728076518180624</id><published>2008-03-26T17:32:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T17:41:26.541-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Someone is playing a cruel joke on me</title><summary type='text'>I have been applying for jobs as those few of you who read this blog know.  I know I am not going about it the best way, because really, I need a full time income.  I am not saying I will take ANY job (at least not yet) but it probably won't be in the field I got my degree in as I am working on that more extensively and it will take much more time. But for now, I need something that is steady, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/feeds/154728076518180624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10622480&amp;postID=154728076518180624&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/154728076518180624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/154728076518180624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/2008/03/someone-is-playing-cruel-joke-on-me.html' title='Someone is playing a cruel joke on me'/><author><name>Ladyred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789670735391217061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/104/3943/640/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10622480.post-7135937534205768043</id><published>2008-03-19T09:48:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T09:49:55.695-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Here Comes the Rain Again</title><summary type='text'>I know we need it, but we could do without the tornados thankyouverymuch. Kind of eerie knowing I am just west of where the tornado hit in Atlanta.  I didn't really catch the news because I was WORKING my lousy part time job at the time and the hospital had two weather alerts.  I got my workout in that day.  I should have just left.  The money versus the time spent and hard work don't equal out.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/feeds/7135937534205768043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10622480&amp;postID=7135937534205768043&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/7135937534205768043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/7135937534205768043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/2008/03/here-comes-rain-again.html' title='Here Comes the Rain Again'/><author><name>Ladyred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789670735391217061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/104/3943/640/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10622480.post-5342890111516696746</id><published>2008-03-11T21:54:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T22:15:06.089-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fit to be tied</title><summary type='text'>I'm depressed..........about my job situation.  I almost had an interview.....but they are located on the east side of Atlanta........at the LEAST an hour and a half drive.........I'm frustrated..........my boyfriend doesn't listen..........tries to offer help but it turns into a speech on how I'm not doing enough.........I should have had a job by now........when he got out of the Navy he had </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/feeds/5342890111516696746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10622480&amp;postID=5342890111516696746&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/5342890111516696746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/5342890111516696746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/2008/03/fit-to-be-tied.html' title='Fit to be tied'/><author><name>Ladyred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789670735391217061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/104/3943/640/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10622480.post-8842623738872214922</id><published>2008-03-09T14:40:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T17:35:29.294-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I here?</title><summary type='text'>Ok.  Whew I thought maybe my lack of posting meant the Powers THat Be deleted me blog.  I couldn't even comment on anyone's, so I was commenting for those who have those spy trackers.  I wasn't being a voyeur I promise!Well, I'm having a shitty month.  I'm feeling desperate.  I think the company is working towards getting rid of me.  Now I do want to leave, but of course on MY terms.  Like my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/feeds/8842623738872214922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10622480&amp;postID=8842623738872214922&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/8842623738872214922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/8842623738872214922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/2008/03/am-i-here.html' title='Am I here?'/><author><name>Ladyred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789670735391217061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/104/3943/640/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10622480.post-443684845238884245</id><published>2008-02-28T14:21:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T14:53:58.737-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate job hunting</title><summary type='text'>I responded to an 'ad' listed in LinkedIn yesterday.  Do you think the people could email back saying it was filled?  If it was filled that is, but they took the listing off TODAY (it was only up for 3 days).  I am tempted to call them anyway.  I'm getting tired of getting no responses, or the "I don't know when the interviewing process will be done" or not even getting a chance at all.Career </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/feeds/443684845238884245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10622480&amp;postID=443684845238884245&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/443684845238884245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/443684845238884245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-hate-job-hunting.html' title='I hate job hunting'/><author><name>Ladyred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789670735391217061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/104/3943/640/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10622480.post-7800843260193825015</id><published>2008-02-27T14:21:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T15:47:57.952-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Other Stuff and Miscellaneous Crap</title><summary type='text'>Well, the interview went alright at the District Attorney's office.  Basically a receptionist job.  But that's ok.  I would still love to do it.  But.........they don't know when the interviewing will be done, bladda, yadda.  So maybe it didn't go so well........I sent out two thank you cards anyway.  One to the interviewers and one to the District Attorney himself.  He actually came in to the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/feeds/7800843260193825015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10622480&amp;postID=7800843260193825015&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/7800843260193825015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/7800843260193825015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/2008/02/other-stuff-and-miscellaneous-crap.html' title='Other Stuff and Miscellaneous Crap'/><author><name>Ladyred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789670735391217061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/104/3943/640/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10622480.post-5413200138476318625</id><published>2008-02-22T19:19:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T19:21:24.513-05:00</updated><title type='text'>they CALLED!</title><summary type='text'>ANd I WAS NOT HOME!The District Attorney's office called today!  Want to know if I'm still interested.  OH HELL YEA!!  Damn I hope with other state/county things they don't go hiring somebody between today and Monday.......I'm leaving them a message when I get home.  I know no one will be there.  But they will get my message first thing Monday morning!  Or hopefully........and then I will call </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/feeds/5413200138476318625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10622480&amp;postID=5413200138476318625&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/5413200138476318625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/5413200138476318625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/2008/02/they-called.html' title='they CALLED!'/><author><name>Ladyred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789670735391217061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/104/3943/640/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10622480.post-6323785971231646822</id><published>2008-02-22T16:04:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T16:40:09.406-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Some kinda shit</title><summary type='text'>Here I was getting all excited about a possible interview................until I received an email saying they filled the position.WTF????????I received the email saying they wanted an interview (well why couldn't they freakin call me?) Wednesday night at like 6pm. I didn't get my email until this morning (Friday) (as I said, I don't have much access, but I may just get dial up so I can check my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/feeds/6323785971231646822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10622480&amp;postID=6323785971231646822&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/6323785971231646822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/6323785971231646822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/2008/02/some-kinda-shit.html' title='Some kinda shit'/><author><name>Ladyred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789670735391217061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/104/3943/640/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10622480.post-3938156138435130526</id><published>2008-02-18T13:02:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T13:28:51.753-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I want a Jeep</title><summary type='text'>I have always wanted one but never thought I could get one (maybe it's the Catholic in me I-Don't-Know).But now that the cost of gas is killing me since and my paychecks are fucking awful, I need to do something.Of course, a Jeep is probably not the way to go anyway.  I mean, it probably doesn't have a/c (unfortunately in my old age I want it, especially if I FINALLY get a decent job where I have</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/feeds/3938156138435130526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10622480&amp;postID=3938156138435130526&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/3938156138435130526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/3938156138435130526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-want-jeep.html' title='I want a Jeep'/><author><name>Ladyred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789670735391217061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/104/3943/640/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10622480.post-3365711920251188391</id><published>2008-02-11T13:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T13:15:29.903-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wiki is my friend</title><summary type='text'>Not wikipedia in generalGuild Wars Wiki in particular.Good thing I don't have 24/7 internet access.  I'd never get anything done.3-4am bedtimes.All because I want to do another mission.Level 9.Slowly but surely.Now if I can just figure out how to keep and use my minions the best way possible.I want to be a Minion Master.  I WILL be.  Once I keep figuring out what I"m doing.Thank goodness for a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/feeds/3365711920251188391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10622480&amp;postID=3365711920251188391&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/3365711920251188391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/3365711920251188391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/2008/02/wiki-is-my-friend.html' title='Wiki is my friend'/><author><name>Ladyred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789670735391217061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/104/3943/640/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10622480.post-3968223543237623590</id><published>2008-02-11T12:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T12:12:25.505-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Now I Fully Understand that Whole "Going Postal" Thing</title><summary type='text'>I am furious.I have not been paid correctly from December and I'm still working at the company.The bitch at payroll never returned my numerous phone calls.My previous supervisor (and I use that term lightly) STILL has not sent in my original receipt and reimbursement forms and this is from December too.And I have no idea how to get this resolved.Outside of going postal.My current supervisor has </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/feeds/3968223543237623590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10622480&amp;postID=3968223543237623590&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/3968223543237623590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/3968223543237623590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/2008/02/now-i-fully-understand-that-whole-going.html' title='Now I Fully Understand that Whole &quot;Going Postal&quot; Thing'/><author><name>Ladyred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789670735391217061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/104/3943/640/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10622480.post-81431749431471560</id><published>2008-02-04T14:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T15:15:03.031-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><summary type='text'>I need to think of some better titles.  "Update" just kinda sucks.Anyway, the old man went to the hospital yesterday for chest pains.  They kept him overnight.  Convenient that I work at the same hospital, just had to go to a different "tower".  I'm totally exhausted.  Working every day on my feet constantly and only making a pittance and to top it off I could not sleep until 5am this morning </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/feeds/81431749431471560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10622480&amp;postID=81431749431471560&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/81431749431471560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/81431749431471560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/2008/02/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Ladyred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789670735391217061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/104/3943/640/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10622480.post-4617964071889020309</id><published>2008-01-31T12:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T12:55:14.758-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Time is of the Essence here</title><summary type='text'>Well I'll try to be brief and full of information at the same time (laughing)Well, I am not going to get dial up right now.  I know I'm going to hate it.  I've been doing ok without internet access but in this day and age, it really is a necessity.  I cannot afford satellite and for the equipment plus the $55 a month and all you get is internet?  That sucks.  Ridiculous.  I was going to get </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/feeds/4617964071889020309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10622480&amp;postID=4617964071889020309&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/4617964071889020309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/4617964071889020309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/2008/01/time-is-of-essence-here.html' title='Time is of the Essence here'/><author><name>Ladyred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789670735391217061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/104/3943/640/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10622480.post-6251548736889467751</id><published>2008-01-21T12:30:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T13:00:35.117-05:00</updated><title type='text'>MY Rainbow of Chaos</title><summary type='text'>well........I have been [slowly] progressing on G-man's house.  Let me tell you.  15 years of dust........it's an asthmatic's nightmare.  Good thing I don't have asthma.  I might after this though.  Going through the rooms one at a time.  THere are problem areas in each room.  For instance, G-man's dresser.  Yea I'll help him work on that later.  I've found things on tables and such that he </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/feeds/6251548736889467751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10622480&amp;postID=6251548736889467751&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/6251548736889467751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/6251548736889467751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-rainbow-of-chaos.html' title='MY Rainbow of Chaos'/><author><name>Ladyred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789670735391217061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/104/3943/640/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10622480.post-4454397098408936453</id><published>2008-01-14T12:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T13:28:02.330-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Changes</title><summary type='text'>boy am I ever experiencing some changes.Moving was a chore.  I did it all myself.  I suppose I could have asked for help but I hate moving others (and people ask me a lot since I have a truck!).  So I only asked my sister at the very end.  This really has made me open my eyes to figure out why I have the shit I do have.  Granted I don't want to live like a villager in the middle of the Amazonian </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/feeds/4454397098408936453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10622480&amp;postID=4454397098408936453&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/4454397098408936453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/4454397098408936453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/2008/01/changes.html' title='Changes'/><author><name>Ladyred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789670735391217061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/104/3943/640/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10622480.post-9169059651593981510</id><published>2007-12-31T21:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T22:00:25.463-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Official Happy New Year Post!</title><summary type='text'>Aren't you excited?  Yea me neither.  But I figured I'd say Happy New Year here in its own post.  Not all that exciting really.  Especially since this will be more about me than you. I have everything stocked nice and tight in the van.  I'd take a photo but my cameras are in there somewhere too.  Oh wait.  I might have one.  I'll have to check tomorrow. I still have a couple things to get in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/feeds/9169059651593981510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10622480&amp;postID=9169059651593981510&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/9169059651593981510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/9169059651593981510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/2007/12/my-official-happy-new-year-post.html' title='My Official Happy New Year Post!'/><author><name>Ladyred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789670735391217061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/104/3943/640/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10622480.post-5694876814993737351</id><published>2007-12-28T18:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T19:03:43.016-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Going Dark</title><summary type='text'>Well, today is "technically" my last day at this apartment but I've got a couple more days yay!  Hopefully she won't charge me.  I am about packed, I just have to put the shit in the van.  boy do I have a lot of crap and I wonder why I have it.I tend to hold on to things.  Like my stereo from the fucking 80s.  Ya know the kind.  The one with 3 foot speakers and a cabinet?  Well I left the cabinet</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/feeds/5694876814993737351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10622480&amp;postID=5694876814993737351&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/5694876814993737351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/5694876814993737351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/2007/12/going-dark.html' title='Going Dark'/><author><name>Ladyred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789670735391217061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/104/3943/640/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10622480.post-8352908279872435944</id><published>2007-12-25T19:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T19:35:26.730-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Lovely Christmas</title><summary type='text'>for my 11 year old niece.........in brief, her father sends her a Christmas card with a note TYPED and NOT signed.  Basically it reads:  your Christmas gift was $4000 (explaining why he didn't send anything, but I"m sure his other kids got lots of stuff.)  THen he goes on to tell her that things happen in life that people don't like.  Who tells this shit to an 11 year old?  Who tells a child that</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/feeds/8352908279872435944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10622480&amp;postID=8352908279872435944&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/8352908279872435944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/8352908279872435944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/2007/12/what-lovely-christmas.html' title='What a Lovely Christmas'/><author><name>Ladyred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789670735391217061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/104/3943/640/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10622480.post-8262426349807842276</id><published>2007-12-20T15:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T16:13:29.221-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bitch Session</title><summary type='text'>Maybe I'll change my blog to that title.  Because that's all I seem to really want to do when I blog.  When I'm having good times I don't really feel like blogging.  I do and I don't if that makes sense.  That's what I used to do as a kid.  Although as a kid I wrote in my journals A LOT because I was always depressed.  Not sure if the writing helped.  I found those old journals and I'm like "wow"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/feeds/8262426349807842276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10622480&amp;postID=8262426349807842276&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/8262426349807842276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/8262426349807842276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/2007/12/bitch-session.html' title='Bitch Session'/><author><name>Ladyred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789670735391217061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/104/3943/640/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10622480.post-5978092202911436709</id><published>2007-12-13T19:45:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T19:55:00.387-05:00</updated><title type='text'>In a Nutshell</title><summary type='text'>I am about 3 weeks until I move.  I'm freaking out.  But I've got to make it work.  I could live elsewhere but at least with G-man I'll be close to Atlanta, not pay rent.  I will just have to make it liveable for me.  He's a guy.  He's a country guy.  So needless to say he doesn't care much about housecleaning. I took photos of a friend's wedding and well let me just say I hate them.  I warned </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/feeds/5978092202911436709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10622480&amp;postID=5978092202911436709&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/5978092202911436709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/5978092202911436709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/2007/12/in-nutshell.html' title='In a Nutshell'/><author><name>Ladyred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789670735391217061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/104/3943/640/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10622480.post-2587586077967384474</id><published>2007-12-02T10:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T11:19:02.176-05:00</updated><title type='text'>O0o0o Snow</title><summary type='text'>Not here though.  Apparently up in New York and the Midwest.  I actually miss the snow, BUT not that much that I want to move to a place where it snows. I was so trying to get up before the sun the past few days so I can take some photos.  Haven't quite made it.  THe alarm goes off.  I roll over and turn it off, then end up getting up too late.  I WANT to photograph, but I guess not that badly </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/feeds/2587586077967384474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10622480&amp;postID=2587586077967384474&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/2587586077967384474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/2587586077967384474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/2007/12/o0o0o-snow.html' title='O0o0o Snow'/><author><name>Ladyred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789670735391217061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/104/3943/640/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10622480.post-3267982085565330107</id><published>2007-12-01T20:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T20:38:01.207-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Less is More</title><summary type='text'>hey so says my art quote for today!BUt it is true.As I slowly go through my things, I realize I just have to simplify.  Most of the items will have to either be donated or thrown away.  I can't put it all up for sale.  One I wont' have enough money to pay for the damn fees.  So, time to just part with it.  I don't really own much that is worth much anyway.  Probably cost me more to put it up for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/feeds/3267982085565330107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10622480&amp;postID=3267982085565330107&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/3267982085565330107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/3267982085565330107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/2007/12/less-is-more.html' title='Less is More'/><author><name>Ladyred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789670735391217061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/104/3943/640/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10622480.post-1672703904392234670</id><published>2007-11-30T10:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T10:16:34.417-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Paying for it.....</title><summary type='text'>I know it's karma.  Bad karma.  I hope it doesn't last.  I guess I need to change my attitude and fast.I work on Wednesdays and Fridays and every other weekend at this hospital baby photo place.  I would like to work two days in a row.  Because if I carry over some moms who don't want pictures the day Im' here, and I KNOW they want to buy something, I'm screwed.  And that's what happened </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/feeds/1672703904392234670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10622480&amp;postID=1672703904392234670&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/1672703904392234670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/1672703904392234670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/2007/11/im-paying-for-it.html' title='I&apos;m Paying for it.....'/><author><name>Ladyred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789670735391217061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/104/3943/640/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10622480.post-423858484440394097</id><published>2007-11-24T00:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T13:20:05.178-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Weather, weather, all kinds of weather</title><summary type='text'>Well with the full moon and high tides tomorrow we have a flood warning again across the roads.  I usually check my weather and astronomy and marine stuff at Accuweather but I just came across a different place that I like SOOOOOOOO much better.  Accuweather had good coverage of the rise of all the planets which I like to know (don't ask me why, I just find it interesting) but they took that off </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/feeds/423858484440394097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10622480&amp;postID=423858484440394097&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/423858484440394097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/423858484440394097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/2007/11/weather-weather-all-kinds-of-weather.html' title='Weather, weather, all kinds of weather'/><author><name>Ladyred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789670735391217061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/104/3943/640/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10622480.post-4806142802675477093</id><published>2007-11-23T22:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T23:31:13.994-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Who sat down......</title><summary type='text'>and decided that aluminum was a good armpit destinker?  Why not brass or titanium?What makes Listerine and its equivalents get your mouth a-burnin?  Or is my mouth the only one that burns when I swish?Why do people get caught up in having the biggest, best, most recent videogame platform or cellphone?  I cannot imagine what people would do if there was a global blackout that lasted for weeks.....</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/feeds/4806142802675477093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10622480&amp;postID=4806142802675477093&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/4806142802675477093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/4806142802675477093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/2007/11/who-sat-down.html' title='Who sat down......'/><author><name>Ladyred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789670735391217061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/104/3943/640/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10622480.post-4575144913472043902</id><published>2007-11-22T00:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T08:46:42.710-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I Here?</title><summary type='text'>Because I feel like I'm not.  I mean, it seems I am the last to know anything at work lately or stumble on something that I really should know about, except the Iam the only one getting a talking-to because picture taking is down at the hospital (I'm not the only one who's number of photos are down but I seem to be the one who is getting 'the talk).  My sales are higher than last year's but </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/feeds/4575144913472043902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10622480&amp;postID=4575144913472043902&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/4575144913472043902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/4575144913472043902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/2007/11/am-i-here.html' title='Am I Here?'/><author><name>Ladyred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789670735391217061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/104/3943/640/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10622480.post-489587321129137592</id><published>2007-11-20T12:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T11:36:39.129-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Better Day</title><summary type='text'>Feeling better today. Especially after my totally weird ass dream last night. I won't even go into it. As I thought about it more and more, it was wholly impossible. Anyway, maybe I should start writing them down. I'm not sure why I am having these dreams, as I usually don't dream unless I eat late at night and I Haven't.I feel better when I at least do something before I have my coffee. Such as </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/feeds/489587321129137592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10622480&amp;postID=489587321129137592&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/489587321129137592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/489587321129137592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/2007/11/better-day.html' title='Better Day'/><author><name>Ladyred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789670735391217061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/104/3943/640/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10622480.post-177243330541403767</id><published>2007-11-19T10:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T11:04:02.985-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Woke Up</title><summary type='text'>later than I wanted and depressed.........I don't even know what to write.I had a dream I was so overweight I couldn't get out of bed.  I guess because I was watching one of those shows last night.  I also saw a Richard Simmons interview.I also forgot to pay for my electric and phone.  Late charges there that I don't need.One set of school loans I have to start paying on next month because I used</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/feeds/177243330541403767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10622480&amp;postID=177243330541403767&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/177243330541403767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/177243330541403767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-woke-up.html' title='I Woke Up'/><author><name>Ladyred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789670735391217061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/104/3943/640/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10622480.post-8018785158574121742</id><published>2007-11-18T14:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T15:01:04.748-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jobs I Found</title><summary type='text'>photographer for a wig companyadministrative assistant for a cashmere/silk/bamboo and other fine knits and sweater companyimage reviewer and editor for some company which I forgot now.  Oh I think it was for countertops or some kind of company like that.image editor for an orthopaedic (sp?) company.I applied to the first three.  Not sure what the last one was but I think I need to find it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/feeds/8018785158574121742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10622480&amp;postID=8018785158574121742&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/8018785158574121742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/8018785158574121742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/2007/11/jobs-i-found.html' title='Jobs I Found'/><author><name>Ladyred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789670735391217061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/104/3943/640/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Z8hgj2juRew/R0CZ0a6u5AI/AAAAAAAAANk/HZ1HFMoNBBA/s72-c/job+search+case+study+reduced.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10622480.post-6338159889782186453</id><published>2007-11-18T11:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T11:49:22.047-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Stress Factor = 100%</title><summary type='text'>Well.I (unofficially) have graduated from art school.Now.I am (officially) totally broke with thousands of dollars in debt.I make a mere pittance at the current job, and the way things are going I'd like to just walk out  now but that's not a wise idea.Now I'm looking for work.The career center has not returned my call to help me with some art related job searching.The newspaper jobs.........I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/feeds/6338159889782186453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10622480&amp;postID=6338159889782186453&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/6338159889782186453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/6338159889782186453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/2007/11/stress-factor-100.html' title='Stress Factor = 100%'/><author><name>Ladyred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789670735391217061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/104/3943/640/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10622480.post-298553366488861303</id><published>2007-11-18T11:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T11:17:05.261-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Question</title><summary type='text'>Does the doctor's office absolutely have to have your social security number? Way back when I stopped giving out my social unless it was like a job or something government related (like when I applied for my gun license).  But this woman at the doctor's office insisted I give my social and I told her I wasn't going to.  Can they refuse to see me?  They best not.  I tried getting my current </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/feeds/298553366488861303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10622480&amp;postID=298553366488861303&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/298553366488861303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/298553366488861303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/2007/11/question.html' title='Question'/><author><name>Ladyred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789670735391217061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/104/3943/640/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10622480.post-6818905956296707966</id><published>2007-11-13T08:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T08:59:12.548-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pissin people off</title><summary type='text'>apparently is what I do best!  Yay me!!  After the blowup I had on the phone with 'that woman' at work who is taking charge but isn't (according to her), I get this email:Hi Just wanted to send an email. Gary will be in town on wed and thurs. He would like to meet with all of us about holiday stuff. I need to know when and where you would like to meet. It is all up to ya'll. I have tried in the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/feeds/6818905956296707966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10622480&amp;postID=6818905956296707966&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/6818905956296707966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/6818905956296707966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/2007/11/pissin-people-off.html' title='Pissin people off'/><author><name>Ladyred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789670735391217061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/104/3943/640/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10622480.post-7816957191756932755</id><published>2007-11-09T19:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T20:07:45.999-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Piss off</title><summary type='text'>Now I put myself in a pissy mood.  I hope this rum and pineapple makes me feel better.It's too damn cold in this place.  Only less than two months.  THen I'll be nice and toasty.......My niece is now moody.  AT 11 she is a woman.  That just kills me.  Anyway, it's not just hormones.  I don't know if I mentioned it, but my sister won the court custody thing again.  The jackass then proceeds to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/feeds/7816957191756932755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10622480&amp;postID=7816957191756932755&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/7816957191756932755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/7816957191756932755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/2007/11/piss-off.html' title='Piss off'/><author><name>Ladyred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789670735391217061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/104/3943/640/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10622480.post-67574073205490489</id><published>2007-11-09T18:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T19:03:38.945-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Po-po?  Fo' Sho.  Oh no!</title><summary type='text'>As I looked into the rearview mirror I thought "oh shit, I did NOT pay my truck insurance yet."  And then I began to hope (in vain) that the policeman wouldn't pull me over.  So I proceeded to drive real slow (I was in downtown SAvannah and the speed limit was only 25mph anyway).  I figured if he did not go around me, then he was going to stop me.Now they are doing a lot of construction along Bay</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/feeds/67574073205490489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10622480&amp;postID=67574073205490489&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/67574073205490489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/67574073205490489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/2007/11/po-po-fo-sho-oh-no.html' title='Po-po?  Fo&apos; Sho.  Oh no!'/><author><name>Ladyred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789670735391217061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/104/3943/640/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10622480.post-4383599556309107280</id><published>2007-11-06T21:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T22:02:35.497-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Simplify myself!</title><summary type='text'>Boy do I just own crap I don't need or use. And it is a chore to figure out what to do with it all.I have been photographing some of the things I own to try to get them up on ebay.  I'm not sure I would even be able to sell them.  Not like I own any high-dollar items. Right now I have just a bunch of kitchen items.  Again, decisions decisions.  Do I group things together?  Sell them individually?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/feeds/4383599556309107280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10622480&amp;postID=4383599556309107280&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/4383599556309107280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/4383599556309107280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/2007/11/simplify-myself.html' title='Simplify myself!'/><author><name>Ladyred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789670735391217061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/104/3943/640/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10622480.post-4154123095947368635</id><published>2007-11-06T21:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T21:46:06.275-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Decisions decisions</title><summary type='text'>Editing is the hardest part, for me, in photography.  That and the writing.  For my digital class, the professor is 'gifting' us a 36x44 inch print.  He has his own shop so he will be printing them for us.  So we have to come up with a digital image that we want to print that big.  And I canNOT fucking decide what I want to print.  Should I do a landscape?  Portrait?  Still life?  I have a few </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/feeds/4154123095947368635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10622480&amp;postID=4154123095947368635&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/4154123095947368635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/4154123095947368635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/2007/11/decisions-decisions.html' title='Decisions decisions'/><author><name>Ladyred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789670735391217061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/104/3943/640/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10622480.post-5639931358750091376</id><published>2007-11-06T21:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T21:33:46.964-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ch-ch-chilly weather coming</title><summary type='text'>It's been cooler inside now than outside, which I have been having a hard time refraining from turning on the heat, but I haven't turned it on yet.  I'm trying to keep my bill down.So I decided to hit the beach the past few days and of course proceeded to get a sunburn.  I just figured I wouldn't be out as long, but decided that I wanted to see how long it would take me to walk the entire length </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/feeds/5639931358750091376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10622480&amp;postID=5639931358750091376&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/5639931358750091376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/5639931358750091376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/2007/11/ch-ch-chilly-weather-coming.html' title='Ch-ch-chilly weather coming'/><author><name>Ladyred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789670735391217061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/104/3943/640/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10622480.post-222076207182855826</id><published>2007-11-06T21:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T21:23:02.434-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm all for the simple things........but</title><summary type='text'>I'm for progress too.  It's not that I don't like change, but sometimes technology makes the world lazier.  And I already fall into the lazy scene and I'm trying to get out of it. Walking into Best Buy today to buy my inkjet paper did not help when I looked up while waiting in the long ass line to checkout and saw about a 36" HD TV.  Wow, the clarity of the screen!  I was about hooked.  I still </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/feeds/222076207182855826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10622480&amp;postID=222076207182855826&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/222076207182855826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/222076207182855826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/2007/11/im-all-for-simple-thingsbut.html' title='I&apos;m all for the simple things........but'/><author><name>Ladyred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789670735391217061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/104/3943/640/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10622480.post-455994058588055351</id><published>2007-11-06T21:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T21:12:59.104-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Posting Tidbits</title><summary type='text'>Just posting piecemeal as my internet connection is not the greatest.Anyhoo, this week I decided to do the "local" thing.  I do like to buy locally, but since I'm at the beach things here are a tad more expensive so I shop off the islands.  But I decided to give the local grocery store a chance.  And well I will stick to the Publix.For one thing, the store is wall to wall stuff, hard to maneuver </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/feeds/455994058588055351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10622480&amp;postID=455994058588055351&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/455994058588055351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/455994058588055351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/2007/11/posting-tidbits.html' title='Posting Tidbits'/><author><name>Ladyred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789670735391217061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/104/3943/640/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10622480.post-5846548129356149252</id><published>2007-11-02T11:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T21:07:29.975-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And down the stretch she comes.......</title><summary type='text'>Well, lots of things have happened but I simply haven't felt like posting.  Or have had the opportunity. It's coming down the wire and I'm getting my freak on again (not THAT freak, but kind of like freaking out rather).  But I'm not the only one in this boat.  I have two months now before I move and I just worry if I'm making the right decision.  I suppose I can move again if it's not but I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/feeds/5846548129356149252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10622480&amp;postID=5846548129356149252&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/5846548129356149252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/5846548129356149252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/2007/11/and-down-stretch-she-comes.html' title='And down the stretch she comes.......'/><author><name>Ladyred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789670735391217061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/104/3943/640/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10622480.post-4891833705566230979</id><published>2007-10-11T21:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T22:48:09.919-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking Crappy Photographs and Calling Them Art</title><summary type='text'>That's one problem with having a photography class that doesn't give much direction.  It relies on you, the individual, to create your own syllabus and follow through with assignments until you come up at the end with a printed portfolio and an artist statement of your work.That's what the Personal Vision class is for.  I hate being given lack of direction, but it is necessary.  The professor is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/feeds/4891833705566230979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10622480&amp;postID=4891833705566230979&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/4891833705566230979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/4891833705566230979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/2007/10/taking-crappy-photographs-and-calling.html' title='Taking Crappy Photographs and Calling Them Art'/><author><name>Ladyred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789670735391217061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/104/3943/640/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10622480.post-92380025823778292</id><published>2007-10-09T20:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T20:48:07.657-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Accidental Phone Call</title><summary type='text'>*you know I had to blog about it!*The voice on the other end was completely unfamiliar.  Yet, somehow, there was a familiarity to it.  Has anyone ever felt that way?  Maybe I'm just weird that way.  It was a nice distraction, considering I was so agitated about some stuff that had happened earlier.  I always wonder when I eventually speak with someone that I had been communicating with in other </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/feeds/92380025823778292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10622480&amp;postID=92380025823778292&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/92380025823778292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/92380025823778292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/2007/10/accidental-phone-call.html' title='The Accidental Phone Call'/><author><name>Ladyred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789670735391217061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/104/3943/640/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Z8hgj2juRew/Rwwg5hq_mMI/AAAAAAAAANU/LEpAzOGFnD8/s72-c/phone.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10622480.post-7166547767267725081</id><published>2007-10-06T14:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T14:46:35.900-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Recipes</title><summary type='text'>Ok.  I need help here.  I need some new food ideas.  I like to cook and the amount of cookbooks and such in the bookstore is overwhelmingly frustrating.  So I ended up leaving without getting any type of book.  What I want of course are healthy foods.  And the internet?  Man there are thousands of websites that have recipes.  I've got to narrow this down somehow. Healthy recipes. Healthy recipes </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/feeds/7166547767267725081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10622480&amp;postID=7166547767267725081&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/7166547767267725081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/7166547767267725081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/2007/10/recipes.html' title='Recipes'/><author><name>Ladyred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789670735391217061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/104/3943/640/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10622480.post-236147338589451767</id><published>2007-10-06T14:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T14:39:54.826-04:00</updated><title type='text'>WAITING</title><summary type='text'>*drums fingers**drum......drum........drum*I hate waiting.  I know I'm not the only one.  But this kind of waiting I dislike the most.Waiting for the FedEx man. Of course, the moment I leave is the moment that truck will show up.Sure I don't HAVE to wait.  But if I don't I may not get my package.  They might leave it, but it would be somewhere else.  You see my apartment is at the back of the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/feeds/236147338589451767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10622480&amp;postID=236147338589451767&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/236147338589451767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/236147338589451767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/2007/10/waiting.html' title='WAITING'/><author><name>Ladyred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789670735391217061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/104/3943/640/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10622480.post-3551692276464990590</id><published>2007-10-02T20:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T21:23:17.696-04:00</updated><title type='text'>No Beach for Me!</title><summary type='text'>Well again it was a blustery day.  So no beach time for me.  Again the news was chock full of erosion issues.  There is one house that is closer to the water than most, and with the high crashing waves and wind, the water has been coming over the wall to hit their patio and such.  It is a shame, but they did build the house close to the water.  It has been there since the 70's.  I mean do people </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/feeds/3551692276464990590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10622480&amp;postID=3551692276464990590&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/3551692276464990590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/3551692276464990590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/2007/10/no-beach-for-me.html' title='No Beach for Me!'/><author><name>Ladyred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789670735391217061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/104/3943/640/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10622480.post-5127856327970581069</id><published>2007-10-01T22:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T10:28:18.140-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Blow Me.....</title><summary type='text'>away.With the full moon and the high tides and all this wind, if I weren't bottom heavy I'd be blown away!Needless to say I didn't make it to the beach for a while.  Was going to go today but the wind was pretty strong and it's bad enough the sand gets into stuff, with it blowing around 32 mph I didn't want to be eating, breathing sand.Now everyone is getting all worked up because of the beach </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/feeds/5127856327970581069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10622480&amp;postID=5127856327970581069&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/5127856327970581069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/5127856327970581069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/2007/10/blow-me.html' title='Blow Me.....'/><author><name>Ladyred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789670735391217061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/104/3943/640/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10622480.post-7519951643480691112</id><published>2007-09-23T14:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T14:42:05.154-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ok.  Now this hasn't been totally thought through.......</title><summary type='text'>But I was thinking about the problems with all this foreclosure crap.  High property taxes.  Etc.  And I was thinking what if..........We just went primal.  Do what the animals do.  Hell most people fall below the human category (well in my opinion anyway).  So.  Many animals have a territory.  They claim it and stake it out (usually by peeing a little here and there, guys can do that real good </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/feeds/7519951643480691112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10622480&amp;postID=7519951643480691112&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/7519951643480691112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/7519951643480691112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/2007/09/ok-now-this-hasnt-been-totally-thought.html' title='Ok.  Now this hasn&apos;t been totally thought through.......'/><author><name>Ladyred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789670735391217061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/104/3943/640/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Z8hgj2juRew/Rvaykhq_mLI/AAAAAAAAANM/Fti6Aw_dutE/s72-c/marking.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10622480.post-1382361844631931845</id><published>2007-09-22T13:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T13:49:35.721-04:00</updated><title type='text'>DNA Testing</title><summary type='text'>I want to know what's in my DNA.  Granted I may not be able to change it.  But I want to know.  because somewhere on that chain, my motivational gene is missing.  Or fucked up.  Because I dont' have much motivation.  Well in certain things I do.  but lately, I've digressed.  And it shows.My place looks like a cyclone made it's way through here.  I can't find shit and that is beginning to irk </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/feeds/1382361844631931845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10622480&amp;postID=1382361844631931845&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/1382361844631931845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/1382361844631931845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/2007/09/dna-testing.html' title='DNA Testing'/><author><name>Ladyred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789670735391217061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/104/3943/640/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10622480.post-521456028758748549</id><published>2007-09-18T11:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T11:24:57.256-04:00</updated><title type='text'>School Daze</title><summary type='text'>Well, we have to come up with a body of work for our Personal Vision class.I hate to say, I really have no ideas.  None.  I guess I'm not "serious artist material".  Frankly, I don't care.  But unfortunately I have to care for the next ten weeks so I can graduate.  I thought art was supposed to be fun?As for this blog, it just won't be updated very often.  Sure, I use this now as kind of like my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/feeds/521456028758748549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10622480&amp;postID=521456028758748549&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/521456028758748549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/521456028758748549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/2007/09/school-daze.html' title='School Daze'/><author><name>Ladyred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789670735391217061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/104/3943/640/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10622480.post-8657045755886910640</id><published>2007-09-14T00:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T00:19:26.541-04:00</updated><title type='text'>There's a Corner of my Bed</title><summary type='text'>Where I can apparently get online.  WOohoo.  But then I"m kinda sittin or laying in this funny position.......Randomness.......I have to work on a "theme' in my Personal Vision class.  You know, I'm not good at this.  I'm a conservative art student.  Sure.  I may have some artsy stuff in me, but I'm not creative.  I guess this sounds horrible, but I just want to take excellent beautiful </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/feeds/8657045755886910640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10622480&amp;postID=8657045755886910640&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/8657045755886910640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/8657045755886910640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/2007/09/theres-corner-of-my-bed.html' title='There&apos;s a Corner of my Bed'/><author><name>Ladyred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789670735391217061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/104/3943/640/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10622480.post-7149150068368462959</id><published>2007-09-09T00:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T00:15:05.139-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bedroom Blogging</title><summary type='text'>No more!  Apparently the people who bought the house behind me, decided to put a lock on their internet.  They just recently moved in and I've had access for well over a year now.  Ah well, it was a good time while it lasted.  There is one more wireless network around here, but it is really weak.  Maybe I can find a better place in the house to use it.  But the best one is my downstairs neighbor </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/feeds/7149150068368462959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10622480&amp;postID=7149150068368462959&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/7149150068368462959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/7149150068368462959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/2007/09/bedroom-blogging.html' title='Bedroom Blogging'/><author><name>Ladyred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789670735391217061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/104/3943/640/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10622480.post-8167880493561377753</id><published>2007-09-07T17:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T17:34:37.941-04:00</updated><title type='text'>As if....</title><summary type='text'>the cost of tuition isn't enough to send me into debt forever......the school has to go and slap on a $150 LATE FEE.  Bullshit.  The school president will get a letter from me........</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/feeds/8167880493561377753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10622480&amp;postID=8167880493561377753&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/8167880493561377753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/8167880493561377753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/2007/09/as-if.html' title='As if....'/><author><name>Ladyred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789670735391217061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/104/3943/640/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10622480.post-2004222908005805779</id><published>2007-09-07T16:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T17:30:20.352-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I Must Have Missed Something</title><summary type='text'>Has NFL football started already?  I thought the opener was on a Monday night?  Damn wonder if I can still get into my fantasy league.......In other news.......I think this really takes the cake.  I think China has a lot more to worry about than banning reincarnation.  Maybe they should try banning lead in CHILDREN'S TOYS!In the kitchen.......well since i can't eat peppers any longer (well I CAN </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/feeds/2004222908005805779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10622480&amp;postID=2004222908005805779&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/2004222908005805779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/2004222908005805779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-must-have-missed-something.html' title='I Must Have Missed Something'/><author><name>Ladyred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789670735391217061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/104/3943/640/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10622480.post-4400238312838191442</id><published>2007-09-05T22:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T22:31:48.575-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What did I come across?</title><summary type='text'>Well one of our local news channels has a blog on this here Blogspot.  I thought it was funny.  Click on the title if you want to check it out.  This isn't a channel I frequently watch.  I am not a huge fan of the news anchors.  My sister used to date a news anchor on this channel and I usually watch this channel if I am home in time to watch it.  Plus they air it on the radio so when I'm out I </summary><link rel='related' href='http://wjclnews.blogspot.com/' title='What did I come across?'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/feeds/4400238312838191442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10622480&amp;postID=4400238312838191442&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/4400238312838191442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/4400238312838191442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/2007/09/what-did-i-come-across.html' title='What did I come across?'/><author><name>Ladyred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789670735391217061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/104/3943/640/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10622480.post-1375042495594466979</id><published>2007-09-05T21:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T22:15:18.271-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"That was totally random"</title><summary type='text'>My niece is a hoot.  She will be 11 this October.Last night my sis called asking if I wanted to meet for Mexican.  She eats out way too much.  But anyway, I was for it, after leaving the theater and eating junk all day (popcorn WITH artery-hardening butter and the powdered cheese topping, too much Cherry Coke, Chic-Fil-A WITH the lemon pie) I figured that yesterday was my "bad" day.  Today I was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/feeds/1375042495594466979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10622480&amp;postID=1375042495594466979&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/1375042495594466979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/1375042495594466979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/2007/09/that-was-totally-random.html' title='&quot;That was totally random&quot;'/><author><name>Ladyred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789670735391217061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/104/3943/640/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10622480.post-4745659763781203206</id><published>2007-09-04T21:28:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T21:56:00.947-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The End of the World?</title><summary type='text'>Well, it has come to my attention that December 22, 2012 may be the end of time.  I don't know I just heard about it.  Then read about it.  And I find it fascinating. Apparently the Mayan calendar is apparently regarding as the most accurate of calendars.  So, why don't WE use it  (too complicated I gather)?  Or are we? I thought we were using the Gregorian calendar.  Anyway, from what I gather </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/feeds/4745659763781203206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10622480&amp;postID=4745659763781203206&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/4745659763781203206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/4745659763781203206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/2007/09/end-of-world.html' title='The End of the World?'/><author><name>Ladyred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789670735391217061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/104/3943/640/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10622480.post-2635076006765298720</id><published>2007-09-03T16:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T16:56:50.269-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Labor day......</title><summary type='text'>Everyone must be working......I am, but not at a paying job.  I am trying to make progress on my mess.  Slow going, what between cooking, eating, working out, meditating, watching tv and playing poker.  But it's going more so that it used to.  Now, I just have to start taking pictures of the crap I want to put up for sale......Found out that the multivitamin I have been taking (irregularly) has </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/feeds/2635076006765298720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10622480&amp;postID=2635076006765298720&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/2635076006765298720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/2635076006765298720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/2007/09/its-labor-day.html' title='It&apos;s Labor day......'/><author><name>Ladyred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789670735391217061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/104/3943/640/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10622480.post-7912357518933139790</id><published>2007-09-03T00:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T00:35:27.345-04:00</updated><title type='text'>20 years</title><summary type='text'>I received an email from this Reunion.com thing.  I normally dont read email from spammers and people I don't know or who put RE:  when I know damn well I didn't send them an email on the subject first.  But the sender was a name I recalled.  Familiar.  But from where?So I opened it.  Read it.  Went to Reunion.com.  And it was from a woman who used to live behind me as kids and graduated from </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/feeds/7912357518933139790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10622480&amp;postID=7912357518933139790&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/7912357518933139790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/7912357518933139790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/2007/09/20-years.html' title='20 years'/><author><name>Ladyred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789670735391217061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/104/3943/640/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10622480.post-2327854542294759864</id><published>2007-09-01T17:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T18:06:51.206-04:00</updated><title type='text'>*Drum Roll Please*</title><summary type='text'>Well, I finally hunkered down and gave some serious thought to those long ago asked interview questions:This set courtesy of Firestarter5&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;1.      &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;The Doomsday Clock has always been stooped a few minutes before midnight.  In your lifetime do you think it'll strike midnight?     In 1953 it was 2 minutes til midnight.  That’s awfully close.  I believe that it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/feeds/2327854542294759864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10622480&amp;postID=2327854542294759864&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/2327854542294759864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/2327854542294759864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/2007/09/drum-roll-please.html' title='*Drum Roll Please*'/><author><name>Ladyred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789670735391217061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/104/3943/640/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10622480.post-1870130998420173815</id><published>2007-08-31T20:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T20:35:03.669-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It must be me.</title><summary type='text'>I went to visit my folks, G-man, and a friend for the past week.  It was good and bad.  I am deliberating on writing because, well frankly, I'm feeling like I am a shitty person.  But in brief:My father lost about 30 pounds.  I'm glad because he was looking like Santa Claus and not in a good way.  I worry about his health since all he did was eat crap (donuts and the like) and not workout one bit</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/feeds/1870130998420173815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10622480&amp;postID=1870130998420173815&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/1870130998420173815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/1870130998420173815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/2007/08/it-must-be-me.html' title='It must be me.'/><author><name>Ladyred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789670735391217061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/104/3943/640/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10622480.post-2752861870716971274</id><published>2007-08-23T19:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T19:20:21.093-04:00</updated><title type='text'>WikiNews</title><summary type='text'>Well, as stated in previous posts, Wikipedia is not a reliable source of information.  Sure, SOME of the information perhaps in its entries are factual, but anyone that has access to a computer can edit anything in there. I remember watching the AFI's Top 100 or whatever Movies earlier this year.  On a whim I decided to look them up on Wikipedia while watching.  It was actually quite amusing </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/feeds/2752861870716971274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10622480&amp;postID=2752861870716971274&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/2752861870716971274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/2752861870716971274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/2007/08/wikinews.html' title='WikiNews'/><author><name>Ladyred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789670735391217061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/104/3943/640/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10622480.post-4771101393848709254</id><published>2007-08-22T19:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T19:33:54.581-04:00</updated><title type='text'>This is just wrong</title><summary type='text'>As I see it.I was at the "clinic" today getting my bloodwork drawn like I always do for my thyroid in case I need a medication change, and THIS time the biotch APRN-C (wtf is that anyway?  I think I got those initials right) ANSWER HER DAMN PHONE WHILE TALKING TO ME in the "Room"!!!Answering her personal cell phone.  She put the wrong damn name on my lab paperwork twice. Um, hello??So I gave her </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/feeds/4771101393848709254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10622480&amp;postID=4771101393848709254&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/4771101393848709254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/4771101393848709254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/2007/08/this-is-just-wrong.html' title='This is just wrong'/><author><name>Ladyred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789670735391217061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/104/3943/640/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10622480.post-3996358137779878052</id><published>2007-08-21T22:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T23:39:50.884-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Aluminum</title><summary type='text'>Now I'd like to know who thunk up putting aluminum (or an aluminum based compound) in antiperspirant/deodorants??Well the shit doesn't WORK!With this hot ass fucking heat and humidity, I'm in misery.  I used to love it, but NOT anymore.  Well especially the older I get (is this what the heat flash is like??) and especially with the fact that MY AC IS NOT WORKING in the truck.  I have to get it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/feeds/3996358137779878052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10622480&amp;postID=3996358137779878052&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/3996358137779878052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/3996358137779878052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/2007/08/aluminum.html' title='Aluminum'/><author><name>Ladyred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789670735391217061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/104/3943/640/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10622480.post-1071736251806588165</id><published>2007-08-19T18:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T18:36:02.076-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes, and I go to this school</title><summary type='text'>I came across the following while checking in on my Facebook account.  Apparently the students decide to use their 'creativity' to create armor and weapons out of cardboard for an epic battle in the largest park here in Savannah.  It's not role playing, but just a battle I guess.300 it most surely is notI can't help but laugh.They can only use cardboard or paper with duct tape (or regular tape), </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/feeds/1071736251806588165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10622480&amp;postID=1071736251806588165&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/1071736251806588165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/1071736251806588165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/2007/08/yes-and-i-go-to-this-school.html' title='Yes, and I go to this school'/><author><name>Ladyred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789670735391217061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/104/3943/640/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10622480.post-1614362849836605389</id><published>2007-08-19T15:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T16:35:15.146-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it art?  Or just photography</title><summary type='text'>You know, I battle the artist vs photographer issue myself.  I consider myself a photographer.  But a lot of times I don't consider myself an artist.  I know photography is an art, but I just really don't categorize myself as an "art-iste".  Well that's for another day.Spencer Tunick is at it again with his so-called "installation art".  He photographed a bunch of nude people on a Swiss glacier, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/feeds/1614362849836605389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10622480&amp;postID=1614362849836605389&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/1614362849836605389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/1614362849836605389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/2007/08/is-it-art-or-just-photography.html' title='Is it art?  Or just photography'/><author><name>Ladyred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789670735391217061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/104/3943/640/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10622480.post-7454073488373472511</id><published>2007-08-18T00:09:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T00:45:00.189-04:00</updated><title type='text'>*Update*</title><summary type='text'>Well, after reading kimmyk's comments, I can understand how the use of my social security number would help in medical situations within a hospital organization.  I know this, from working in a psychiatric hospital and their outreach programs.  Now why I didn't remember it.  Because I was too shocked to think about it all rationally.  Thanks for waking me up with that information KK!BUT....I also</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/feeds/7454073488373472511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10622480&amp;postID=7454073488373472511&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/7454073488373472511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/7454073488373472511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/2007/08/update.html' title='*Update*'/><author><name>Ladyred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789670735391217061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/104/3943/640/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10622480.post-2265542039321171675</id><published>2007-08-15T23:04:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T23:18:35.850-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't like it one bit</title><summary type='text'>The fact that this doctor's office, who I just called today to schedule a new patient exam, got my identifying information from my social security number.  I thought for a moment to give them a fake one (I do that, because they simply don't take no for an answer when they ask for your social, and technically I don't THINK you have to provide it to them but I'm not 100% sure on that I need to find</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/feeds/2265542039321171675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10622480&amp;postID=2265542039321171675&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/2265542039321171675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/2265542039321171675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-dont-like-it-one-bit.html' title='I don&apos;t like it one bit'/><author><name>Ladyred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789670735391217061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/104/3943/640/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10622480.post-5010562401088542537</id><published>2007-08-14T21:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T23:03:33.818-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Nosy Nettie</title><summary type='text'>Tell me......do you speak another language?  (One that is recognized by the world)  Do you speak it well enough to hold a short conversation, understand what is being said and can respond, and read it too?I took Spanish in high school/college.  I wish I could speak it fluently but I don't.  I can read it and understand some of it, but usually I have to have a dictionary and look up half the words</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/feeds/5010562401088542537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10622480&amp;postID=5010562401088542537&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/5010562401088542537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/5010562401088542537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/2007/08/nosy-nettie.html' title='Nosy Nettie'/><author><name>Ladyred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789670735391217061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/104/3943/640/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10622480.post-3385340205418465010</id><published>2007-08-13T13:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T14:02:58.361-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't get it.</title><summary type='text'>Why on this earth would someone want to GIVE themselves the potential to get really sick or die?  All in the name of looking good?When in fact they really don't look good.  They look like plastic.  When things don't move on your face when they SHOULD, that looks nasty.  Freaky.  Alien-like.I know I can get a little obsessed about my appearance.  But it doesn't take up my entire day.  Seven days a</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/feeds/3385340205418465010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10622480&amp;postID=3385340205418465010&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/3385340205418465010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/3385340205418465010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-dont-get-it.html' title='I don&apos;t get it.'/><author><name>Ladyred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789670735391217061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/104/3943/640/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Z8hgj2juRew/RsCbsxq9mkI/AAAAAAAAANE/N7i_yrwpfEc/s72-c/nancy-pelosi-on-botox.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10622480.post-1324530819771031273</id><published>2007-08-12T17:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T18:03:04.370-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A long, long time ago</title><summary type='text'>in a blog far, far away.......I asked some people to interview me!I didn't forget.  I just never get around to it.  And since I decided I'm lounging on my somewhat fat ass, I decided to clean out my inbox.  Yea.  I should be cleaning out my HOUSE but...Why do today what I can put off til tomorrow?  lolSo after some thought, I will post those answers.......after dinner.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/feeds/1324530819771031273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10622480&amp;postID=1324530819771031273&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/1324530819771031273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/1324530819771031273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/2007/08/long-long-time-ago.html' title='A long, long time ago'/><author><name>Ladyred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789670735391217061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/104/3943/640/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10622480.post-6069093451317827393</id><published>2007-08-12T11:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T11:54:35.687-04:00</updated><title type='text'>O no</title><summary type='text'>I think my freezer/refrigerator is on the fritz.......There seems to be some water in the freezer that has frozen and some ice crystals are forming.  There are droplets of water at the top of the freezer all in a nice little row, frozen up there.  Apparently some made it onto my food because I have tiny puddles of ice on the boxes.  Some things in the back of the refrigerator are no longer very </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/feeds/6069093451317827393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10622480&amp;postID=6069093451317827393&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/6069093451317827393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/6069093451317827393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/2007/08/o-no.html' title='O no'/><author><name>Ladyred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789670735391217061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/104/3943/640/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10622480.post-3519572436048033708</id><published>2007-08-12T11:12:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T11:34:51.508-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Should I venture to the beach then today?</title><summary type='text'>Actually I was going to but it's just too damn hot out.  Even the breeze is hot.  The water is warm and does nothing to cool me off.  I sweat my ass off just GETTING to the beach. Eh looks like a day lounging around reading shit online and taking quizzes!Check this one out.  Find out what ya know about the body!  I guess I'm on a science kick today........I know I'm an information geek!Well , I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/feeds/3519572436048033708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10622480&amp;postID=3519572436048033708&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/3519572436048033708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/3519572436048033708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/2007/08/should-i-venture-to-beach-then-today.html' title='Should I venture to the beach then today?'/><author><name>Ladyred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789670735391217061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/104/3943/640/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10622480.post-7436975769621800224</id><published>2007-08-12T10:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T10:51:22.666-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What a great read in the morning!</title><summary type='text'>image courtesy of Rocky Mountain Laboratories, NIAID, NIH, found on NIAID's public image directory                E. coli Thrives in Beach Sands                                   By Andrea Thompson, LiveScience Staff WriterThe perils of a day at the beach aren’t always as easy to see as riptides, broken shells and jellyfish—the sand at the shore may harbor E. coli and other potentially dangerous </summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.livescience.com/health/070604_beach_ecoli.html' title='What a great read in the morning!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/feeds/7436975769621800224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10622480&amp;postID=7436975769621800224&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/7436975769621800224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/7436975769621800224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/2007/08/what-great-read-in-morning.html' title='What a great read in the morning!'/><author><name>Ladyred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789670735391217061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/104/3943/640/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Z8hgj2juRew/Rr8drRq9mjI/AAAAAAAAAM8/Te9XnRwRsso/s72-c/e_coli.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10622480.post-704883007503127230</id><published>2007-08-11T08:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T08:50:18.154-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Not so easy</title><summary type='text'>Now I know change is extremely difficult.That's ok.  But I wonder if I can do it.I've been *trying* to study the zen/Buddhism/Taoism type philosophies on life.  And they are all great. In theory.I have been making some very miniscule progress.  I do meditate *on occasion* now.  I do stop to practice yoga *some*.  And it does help greatly.  I feel I don't blow up at the drop of an idiot comment/</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/feeds/704883007503127230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10622480&amp;postID=704883007503127230&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/704883007503127230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/704883007503127230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/2007/08/not-so-easy.html' title='Not so easy'/><author><name>Ladyred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789670735391217061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/104/3943/640/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10622480.post-8640255165720795526</id><published>2007-08-10T18:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T19:31:41.110-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bird's Brain</title><summary type='text'>Well, my boss FiNALLY decided to call.  Not sure I'm going to call him back.  Have yet to listen to his message.  Maybe my threat of not returning to work got him to call?  *shrugs*I'm debating on whether I want to continue to work at the theater.  Unless they decided to can me already.....no one has called, but they will probably wait until I show up there.My niece found this injured bird in the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/feeds/8640255165720795526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10622480&amp;postID=8640255165720795526&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/8640255165720795526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/8640255165720795526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/2007/08/birds-brain.html' title='Bird&apos;s Brain'/><author><name>Ladyred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789670735391217061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/104/3943/640/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10622480.post-1866106573092196826</id><published>2007-08-09T23:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T23:27:46.723-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Good thing I'm not holding my breath</title><summary type='text'>I tend to get a little nuts when no one responds to my messages.  It doesn't even have to be much, a courtesy call to tell me you are looking into the problem.  Don't just NOT call.It's funny really.  How when say someone like your BOSS really needs to get a hold of you and calls and calls and leaves messages and messages.  But when YOU have to get a hold of HIM/HER?  Nothing.  I have called </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/feeds/1866106573092196826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10622480&amp;postID=1866106573092196826&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/1866106573092196826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/1866106573092196826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/2007/08/good-thing-im-not-holding-my-breath.html' title='Good thing I&apos;m not holding my breath'/><author><name>Ladyred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789670735391217061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/104/3943/640/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10622480.post-9159223829828321418</id><published>2007-08-08T19:38:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T19:40:43.784-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"Your Social Security Statement"</title><summary type='text'>Yea, I got that in the mail.  Funny.  I would get more money if I were disabled than when I retired.Also, if I had a family they would get more if I were........*whispers* dead.Hmmm</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/feeds/9159223829828321418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10622480&amp;postID=9159223829828321418&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/9159223829828321418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/9159223829828321418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/2007/08/your-social-security-statement.html' title='&quot;Your Social Security Statement&quot;'/><author><name>Ladyred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789670735391217061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/104/3943/640/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10622480.post-7701241017449792954</id><published>2007-08-08T17:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T18:45:53.333-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Double Take</title><summary type='text'>ACtually I knew it was going to happen.I looked at my paycheck and lo and behold, the company deducted money for health insurance I NO LONGER HAVE!.Good luck on me getting THAT back.  I placed a call into MY boss.  I sent him an email as well.  I even placed a call to my former office, but of course I was directed to someone else.  They told me to call the NEW corporate office in St Louis.  Of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/feeds/7701241017449792954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10622480&amp;postID=7701241017449792954&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/7701241017449792954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/7701241017449792954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/2007/08/double-take.html' title='Double Take'/><author><name>Ladyred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789670735391217061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/104/3943/640/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Z8hgj2juRew/RrowDhq9mhI/AAAAAAAAAMs/kYKl7iMegZ8/s72-c/pissed_off.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10622480.post-3868837575705053663</id><published>2007-08-07T09:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T09:48:17.949-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Smoothie kick</title><summary type='text'>I'm on a smoothie kick.  I cannot seem to keep my bananas very long in this apartment (it gets on the hot side) and I can eat only so many (like ONE) in one day.  I've got tons of frozen fruits now.  Blend em all up!  Actually I made some kind of strawberry/pineapple smoothie.  But it had apples and a banana and blueberries in it too.  I used apple juice and passion fruit juice (which by the way </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/feeds/3868837575705053663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10622480&amp;postID=3868837575705053663&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/3868837575705053663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10622480/posts/default/3868837575705053663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyredryder.blogspot.com/2007/08/smoothie-kick.html' title='Smoothie kick'/><author><name>Ladyred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789670735391217061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/104/3943/640/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
