<?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-3355908</id><updated>2011-08-07T16:23:21.662-04:00</updated><title type='text'>uglysullengirl</title><subtitle type='html'>Does she smoke cigars and stay up late?</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339555122580560097</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>299</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355908.post-4030352379504870299</id><published>2010-03-28T10:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T10:55:15.269-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Now writing at House Road House.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4030352379504870299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355908&amp;postID=4030352379504870299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/4030352379504870299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/4030352379504870299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/2010/03/now-writing-at-house-road-house.html' title=''/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339555122580560097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355908.post-7447036678741189442</id><published>2009-02-05T23:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T23:26:57.050-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bedtime drama</title><summary type='text'>I am texting this blog entry because I am too cheap to get internet connection at home. Late at night, if I'm lucky, I piggyback on my neighbors' connections or I go to starbucks or wherever else there's free wifi. But I had this late night epiphany that just can't wait: If I am to get ahead at work I have to play this game called pagbubuhat ng sariling bangko. It's a popular game and almost </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7447036678741189442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355908&amp;postID=7447036678741189442' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/7447036678741189442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/7447036678741189442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/2009/02/bedtime-drama.html' title='Bedtime drama'/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339555122580560097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355908.post-5920562076269821326</id><published>2009-01-27T21:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T21:48:49.612-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So this is the new year</title><summary type='text'>Happy new year! I know. This blog entry has been a long time coming, constantly interrupted by dinners (Christmas, birthday, farewell) with P's family, babysitting responsibilities, not to mention the three-week-long, three and a half hours three times a week whirlwind of a class. I would just like to say, despite my uncertain job future, my uncertain domestic future, the fact that I was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/feeds/5920562076269821326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355908&amp;postID=5920562076269821326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/5920562076269821326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/5920562076269821326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/2009/01/so-this-is-new-year.html' title='So this is the new year'/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339555122580560097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355908.post-4212161145283668510</id><published>2008-11-16T02:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T02:08:50.702-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My bad boyThis is my new bike :-) - my first one since the BMX I rode to and from piano lessons. BMX had a steel thingamajig onto which I'd clip my piano pieces. My new bike is a 2009 F7 Cannondale hardtail. It has disc brakes and is a pretty decent entry-level mountain bike. Notice the hottt color scheme. It's a small men's because the small women's came in pink and I'm not really a pink bike </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4212161145283668510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355908&amp;postID=4212161145283668510' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/4212161145283668510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/4212161145283668510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-bad-boy-this-is-my-new-bike-my-first.html' title=''/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339555122580560097</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cgYRwHJ8mv4/SR_FJYWD4fI/AAAAAAAAADE/YsNlEasudVQ/s72-c/9FS7_wht.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355908.post-4494496705734247986</id><published>2008-11-02T11:12:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T13:06:45.456-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today is the ing nyc marathon, which runs through 5 boroughs, 26.2 miles, ending in central park. I stood by the roadside in 4th avenue, brooklyn just as the women were getting off the verrazano bridge, went to get a tea from the chinese bakery, and whoosh! - the lead pack went by. Paula Radcliffe, 2-time winner, and Kara Goucher, NYC native and rookie and two other women crossed the block in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4494496705734247986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355908&amp;postID=4494496705734247986' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/4494496705734247986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/4494496705734247986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/2008/11/today-is-ing-nyc-marathon-which-runs.html' title=''/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339555122580560097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355908.post-8470710468059240222</id><published>2008-11-02T10:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T13:06:29.702-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sent via BlackBerry by AT&amp;T</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8470710468059240222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355908&amp;postID=8470710468059240222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/8470710468059240222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/8470710468059240222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/2008/11/sent-via-blackberry-by-at.html' title=''/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339555122580560097</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cgYRwHJ8mv4/SQ3LcnD_10I/AAAAAAAAAC0/liKTREAgYyo/s72-c/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FSU1HMDAzODQuanBn%3F%3D-717934' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355908.post-1354884280959208873</id><published>2008-08-27T23:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T00:25:34.850-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Smells like teen spiritI've been a fan/stalker of Ms. Sarah Brown's blog for years.  Finally, her humor in book form via teenage angst-filled diary entries compiled in a neat little package. I bought Cringe today and I've already read half of it. It's like reading through all my Corona notebook journals tucked away in a box somewhere in my parents' house. The obsessive chronicling of daily </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1354884280959208873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355908&amp;postID=1354884280959208873' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/1354884280959208873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/1354884280959208873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/2008/08/smells-like-teen-spirit-ive-been.html' title=''/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339555122580560097</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cgYRwHJ8mv4/SLYh1J1DJuI/AAAAAAAAAB8/bYHncttFF5k/s72-c/417BS2fPG5L._SL500_AA240_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355908.post-2053338076151456787</id><published>2008-07-31T19:07:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T03:05:16.240-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A couple of thingsThe other day, during lunch hour, we spied a long, ship-like yacht cruising along the Hudson River. On board were a helicopter just getting ready for takeoff, two boats, and tons of people who looked like they were having fun. We squinted and saw it was called The Highlander. The writing on the helicopter was too small to see. But if we had been able to read it, it would most </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2053338076151456787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355908&amp;postID=2053338076151456787' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/2053338076151456787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/2053338076151456787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/2008/07/couple-of-things-other-day-during-lunch.html' title=''/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339555122580560097</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cgYRwHJ8mv4/SJJHEjMpXRI/AAAAAAAAABs/Gk4NmtWQTnc/s72-c/highlander.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355908.post-6043761869148126924</id><published>2008-07-17T11:13:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T11:28:41.175-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>BeforeBefore P: Cheerios? For breakfast? Just Cheerios?Now: I have eight boxes of cereal on top of my fridge, including but not limited to Froot Loops, Banana Nut Crunch and Raisin Bran. When they go on sale at the Rite Aid, I get excited. 2 for $4!Before P: Breakfast - $3.50 + Lunch and coffee - $10 = broke by end of the weekNow: We brownbag PB+J sandwiches or turkey+provolone wraps and tapioca </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6043761869148126924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355908&amp;postID=6043761869148126924' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/6043761869148126924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/6043761869148126924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/2008/07/before-before-p-cheerios-for-breakfast.html' title=''/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339555122580560097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355908.post-5679057886738971147</id><published>2008-07-17T09:42:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T11:07:44.494-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What your time's worthI took the rest of the summer off from school and two weeks off from work so since last week I've been waking up mostly after noon (gasp!). I had no big plans this year. I opted out of a glamorous fabulous week-end with my peeps to save money, so I've been splitting my time between Crooklyn and Jersey.Last week I hung out with P and family. We went to the movies (Hancock) </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/feeds/5679057886738971147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355908&amp;postID=5679057886738971147' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/5679057886738971147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/5679057886738971147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/2008/07/what-your-times-worth-i-took-rest-of.html' title=''/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339555122580560097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355908.post-7892372755277386589</id><published>2008-07-03T08:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T08:23:35.649-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>DramachineEvery summer these past few years, on a holiday week-end, somebody in my family gets married. This year, I am missing the wedding of the season because I have Economics finals. The teacher drones on for two hours on Mondays and Thursdays and then gets the computer to pick 50 random questions for the midterms and finals. Right before the midterms he said that if we encounter a question </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7892372755277386589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355908&amp;postID=7892372755277386589' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/7892372755277386589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/7892372755277386589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/2008/07/dramachine-every-summer-these-past-few.html' title=''/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339555122580560097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355908.post-5769368559269992709</id><published>2008-05-24T15:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T15:31:15.749-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, well, well, look do we have here!I've been a fan of Cynthia Bauzon-Arre for ages. I haven't been up to date with what she's up to, but I discovered her Twisted English shirts the other day at work. I laughed my butt off all day. Under my breath, of course, because I'm professional like that. You can buy them here. She and her husband Arnold have pop culture shirts as well. C'mon, let's join</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/feeds/5769368559269992709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355908&amp;postID=5769368559269992709' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/5769368559269992709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/5769368559269992709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/2008/05/well-well-well-look-do-we-have-here-ive.html' title=''/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339555122580560097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355908.post-9172628212547207331</id><published>2008-05-24T14:39:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T03:05:16.641-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's a blessing in the sky!Sent via BlackBerry by AT&amp;TJust came from a long walk on the boardwalk. P lives right near the beach, and it's great! There was a little bazaar thing going on where they sold kitschy stuff. I went all the way to the next town and sat on a bench for a while watching the kids sandsurf. It's the first real nice week-end this season, so everybody is out. Ako lang yung </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/feeds/9172628212547207331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355908&amp;postID=9172628212547207331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/9172628212547207331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/9172628212547207331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/2008/05/imagejpeg-sent-via-blackberry-by-at.html' title=''/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339555122580560097</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cgYRwHJ8mv4/SDhg-uohGOI/AAAAAAAAABk/JLL2CCnsphE/s72-c/%3D%3FWindows-1252%3FB%3FSU1HMDAzNjIuanBn%3F%3D-794747' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355908.post-86421361042129424</id><published>2008-05-21T00:01:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T12:12:23.527-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm on the train heading home from my Statistics finals. After work I had two hours to kill before my 8 pm test. So I got a guilt-laden burger for stamina.  Then I went to the library, purportedly to study, but the place was hopping with anxious students and I couldn't concentrate. So I did what any other stressed grad student would do - I slept my butt off. Best nap ever, really. Then I had a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/feeds/86421361042129424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355908&amp;postID=86421361042129424' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/86421361042129424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/86421361042129424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-on-train-heading-home-from-my.html' title=''/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339555122580560097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355908.post-506500284445546061</id><published>2008-05-16T00:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T00:21:18.244-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>CallingSometimes, usually when I'm particularly disappointed in myself or when I read a certain blog, I wonder if maybe I missed my calling. Sometimes I wonder if I could have been a doctor. Why not? I used to be smart. Now, I'm not so sure. On the last day of my Marketing class I did a (voluntary!) presentation. The presentation was fine. Afterwards was the problem, when I stared out at the sea </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/feeds/506500284445546061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355908&amp;postID=506500284445546061' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/506500284445546061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/506500284445546061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/2008/05/calling-sometimes-usually-when-im.html' title=''/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339555122580560097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355908.post-5029012038451245768</id><published>2008-04-11T08:36:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T10:14:22.104-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Which Pisay WV batch 97 graduates are going to be changing their Friendster profiles to "in a relationship"?P.S. Their initials are e.b. &amp; a.b. Sent via BlackBerry by AT&amp;T</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/feeds/5029012038451245768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355908&amp;postID=5029012038451245768' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/5029012038451245768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/5029012038451245768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/2008/04/which-pisay-wv-batch-97-graduates-are.html' title=''/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339555122580560097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355908.post-8140858981862147561</id><published>2008-04-08T23:15:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T00:32:43.815-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I want to say I am tough and completely unemotional and that I will never be vulnerable and will always be above love. But for the first time in my life, I want this to work, he and I, for both of us. Chingke!Sent via BlackBerry by AT&amp;T</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8140858981862147561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355908&amp;postID=8140858981862147561' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/8140858981862147561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/8140858981862147561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-want-to-say-i-am-tough-and-completely.html' title=''/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339555122580560097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355908.post-2101387494098936165</id><published>2008-03-07T16:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T16:31:48.266-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oh, Philippine Science HighI have not failed thee completely. When my marketing professor asked what the stages in life are (adolescence, parenthood, retirement, etc.) I immediately thought: egg, larva, pupa, adult.Oh, Pisay. As I "wander o'er the crests and troughs of the sea of life that flows", I may not exactly be fighting for the right or pursuing the glorious thee, but your light will </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2101387494098936165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355908&amp;postID=2101387494098936165' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/2101387494098936165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/2101387494098936165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/2008/03/oh-philippine-science-high-i-have-not.html' title=''/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339555122580560097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355908.post-1496695702773694518</id><published>2008-01-17T22:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T11:04:09.267-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Guess where I had lunch last Sunday? My cousin called and said they'd pick me up by the Queensboro Bridge on the Manhattan side. So on a hunch I decided to drop by Serendipity 3 just in case they had any tables. It's very popular with the tourists and the wait is usually two hours. But this time I got a table in the blink of an eye. By the kitchen, sure, but I did enjoy my bleu burger and their </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1496695702773694518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355908&amp;postID=1496695702773694518' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/1496695702773694518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/1496695702773694518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/2008/01/guess-where-i-had-lunch-last-sunday-my.html' title=''/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339555122580560097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355908.post-946062020866776142</id><published>2008-01-17T22:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T03:05:17.057-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sent via BlackBerry by AT&amp;T</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/feeds/946062020866776142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355908&amp;postID=946062020866776142' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/946062020866776142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/946062020866776142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/2008/01/sent-via-blackberry-by-at_17.html' title=''/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339555122580560097</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cgYRwHJ8mv4/R5AZQn3GzqI/AAAAAAAAABc/9icli-hNWds/s72-c/%3D%3FWindows-1252%3FB%3FSU1HMDAyOTkuanBn%3F%3D-786135' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355908.post-7617156526694545377</id><published>2008-01-13T13:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T13:42:08.992-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Staying alive</title><summary type='text'>Happy new year to one and all!Goodbye 2007. You were great, but 2008 will be better. For me, 2007 was all about making things happen. I made a lot of decisions. I'm usually complacent about things and I tend to operate on autopilot, but last year I actually got off my butt.I decided to learn how to drive. After living in NY for six years, I finally got a learner's permit and actually signed up </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7617156526694545377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355908&amp;postID=7617156526694545377' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/7617156526694545377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/7617156526694545377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/2008/01/staying-alive.html' title='Staying alive'/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339555122580560097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355908.post-3425502363378354456</id><published>2007-12-19T11:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T11:34:49.486-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The origin of loveor my annual tribute to Hedwig and the Angry InchWhen the earth was still flat,And the clouds made of fire,And mountains stretched up to the sky,Sometimes higher,Folks roamed the earthLike big rolling kegs.They had two sets of arms.They had two sets of legs.They had two faces peeringOut of one giant headSo they could watch all around themAs they talked; while they read.And they </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3425502363378354456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355908&amp;postID=3425502363378354456' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/3425502363378354456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/3425502363378354456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/2007/12/origin-of-love-or-my-annual-tribute-to.html' title=''/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339555122580560097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355908.post-6334369788380263120</id><published>2007-12-05T21:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T21:16:26.452-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You remind me of a firework, boyYou touch the ceiling, you touch the floorYou sparkle and burn but you take your timeAnd i bet i could carry you across state linesI'd tell you why, but i don't knowIt's simple and so complicatedI could walk all day on the railroad trackBut there's much more to it than thatYou know all of my secret ideasThe ones i'm giving up on and the ones i'll keepAnd everybody </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6334369788380263120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355908&amp;postID=6334369788380263120' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/6334369788380263120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/6334369788380263120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/2007/12/you-remind-me-of-firework-boy-you-touch.html' title=''/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339555122580560097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355908.post-8532178689015042228</id><published>2007-11-13T23:21:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T23:24:17.845-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hoy!I am in beautiful Bacolod. Will be in Iloilo this Friday, Nov. 16. Boracay - Saturday, Nov. 17 until maybe, Nov. 19. Manila on Nov. 23 - 25. Flying out on Nov. 25. My mobile: zero nine one six four two one six nine zero eight. I don't have a lot of contact numbers on me, so text me if you want to meet up! Woohoo! See you soon!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8532178689015042228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355908&amp;postID=8532178689015042228' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/8532178689015042228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/8532178689015042228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/2007/11/hoy-i-am-in-beautiful-bacolod_13.html' title=''/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339555122580560097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355908.post-4391746235126805246</id><published>2007-11-10T16:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T16:39:31.887-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Blogging from KoreaI am in Incheon. It's about 6.15 am in the morning. I have two minutes left on my 500-won 10-minute accesss. Flight was okay. Watched 3.75 movies! That's a record for me. I didn't feel like sleeping. Had a nasty ham n cheese samwich. The server was nasty, too. Um, I don't understand anything on this browser. I am crazy. Why even blog? Ugh. Gotta remember to wipe my tracks. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4391746235126805246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355908&amp;postID=4391746235126805246' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/4391746235126805246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/4391746235126805246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/2007/11/blogging-from-korea-i-am-in-incheon.html' title=''/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339555122580560097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355908.post-5139431133603445494</id><published>2007-11-08T23:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T00:27:31.152-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Across the seaHopefully, in 48 hours I will be just that. Um, I don't know. Things have been looking up. I got accepted to the one business school I applied to. This is a good excellent thing, because I was stupid enough not to have a safety. This time tomorrow I will probably be sitting around at JFK or on the plane. Off to the land of massages on the beach, Cafe Bob's and cellphone pickpockets.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/feeds/5139431133603445494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355908&amp;postID=5139431133603445494' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/5139431133603445494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/5139431133603445494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/2007/11/across-sea-hopefully-in-48-hours-i-will.html' title=''/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339555122580560097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355908.post-7096323583089803234</id><published>2007-10-19T15:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T16:26:10.511-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Shoutoutz to my homiezz Rocky Roc and D-reHAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!! We will be together again one day. I know it.Word.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7096323583089803234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355908&amp;postID=7096323583089803234' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/7096323583089803234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/7096323583089803234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/2007/10/shoutoutz-to-my-homiezz-rocky-roc-and-d.html' title=''/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339555122580560097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355908.post-5623816061247473726</id><published>2007-10-18T00:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T00:53:11.398-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>what if, don't even think itbut why notTwo major developments:1. I submitted my application to business school.2. I'm off the singles market.Universe, please conspire.Yay!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/feeds/5623816061247473726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355908&amp;postID=5623816061247473726' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/5623816061247473726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/5623816061247473726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/2007/10/what-if-dont-even-think-it-but-why-not.html' title=''/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339555122580560097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355908.post-8567399563395385768</id><published>2007-10-14T22:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T23:02:08.506-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So color me stunnedLast night I told the guy I liked that I like him. This is a first for me. I've never laid my feelings open like that. On YM. I shudder just thinking about it. But then again, it was going to happen anyways. It's just weird for me because I haven't been in and out of relationships in such a short span of time. It usually takes, literally, years. I've never been so spontaneous </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8567399563395385768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355908&amp;postID=8567399563395385768' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/8567399563395385768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/8567399563395385768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/2007/10/so-color-me-stunned-last-night-i-told.html' title=''/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339555122580560097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355908.post-7540841112579088220</id><published>2007-10-11T20:08:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T20:08:06.545-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cos I love the way you call me baby</title><summary type='text'>It's that song from the Old Navy commercial, Ingrid Michaelson's The Way I Am. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7540841112579088220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355908&amp;postID=7540841112579088220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/7540841112579088220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/7540841112579088220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/2007/10/cos-i-love-way-you-call-me-baby.html' title='Cos I love the way you call me baby'/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339555122580560097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355908.post-305260633023504382</id><published>2007-10-11T19:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T20:04:09.413-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>In due time we'll finally see there's barely time for us to breatheI think P asked me out yesterday. I don't know. I don't know what the hell is wrong with me. I think I either ignored it or said no. What I said was this: We'll see. Anong we'll see we'll see. Indi na ko gani katulog sa panumdum sang lalaki nga ni. Tapos mahambal pa ko we'll see??? Bulay-og!!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/feeds/305260633023504382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355908&amp;postID=305260633023504382' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/305260633023504382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/305260633023504382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/2007/10/in-due-time-well-finally-see-theres.html' title=''/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339555122580560097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355908.post-7137900521068243143</id><published>2007-10-06T14:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T14:42:54.906-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Goodness knows it's been a wonderful runSometimes I go on Beulah's site, which is still up three years after their break-up. I know they're never getting back together or making another record. I just like to look at all the shows I missed, or the sold out shirts I won't be able to buy. Well, bad news is frontman Miles Kurosky has been in and out of surgeries in the past year and has only </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7137900521068243143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355908&amp;postID=7137900521068243143' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/7137900521068243143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/7137900521068243143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/2007/10/goodness-knows-its-been-wonderful-run.html' title=''/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339555122580560097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355908.post-9069714431044583610</id><published>2007-10-04T17:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T03:05:17.475-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>John Vanderslice says</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/feeds/9069714431044583610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355908&amp;postID=9069714431044583610' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/9069714431044583610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/9069714431044583610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/2007/10/john-vanderslice-says.html' title=''/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339555122580560097</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cgYRwHJ8mv4/RwVagJX1leI/AAAAAAAAABU/oUB44-xubuY/s72-c/ttilonely.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355908.post-2423682636816542903</id><published>2007-09-29T00:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T00:39:42.879-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SooperbadI think maybe Evan in Superbad would be my ideal guy. Well, when he grows up. I mean a grown-up Evan but with Evan sensibilities. You get the picture.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2423682636816542903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355908&amp;postID=2423682636816542903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/2423682636816542903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/2423682636816542903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/2007/09/sooperbad-i-think-maybe-evan-in.html' title=''/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339555122580560097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355908.post-2589075429781923371</id><published>2007-09-26T21:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T21:32:46.604-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ch-ch-ch-changesIn the last two weeks, I have:1. broken up with my boyfriend,2. conquered the GMAT,3. and failed my road test for the second time.I have felt:1. elated2. miserable3. nervous4. excited5. disappointed6. gratefuland maybe everything in between. Today after the aforementioned unsuccessful road test, I went home, took a shower, went to my favorite Vietnamese restaurant, had some </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2589075429781923371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355908&amp;postID=2589075429781923371' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/2589075429781923371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/2589075429781923371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/2007/09/ch-ch-ch-changes-in-last-two-weeks-i.html' title=''/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339555122580560097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355908.post-2789693413075349406</id><published>2007-09-13T22:09:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T22:09:44.260-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss the Cardigans</title><summary type='text'>Carnival came by my town today.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2789693413075349406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355908&amp;postID=2789693413075349406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/2789693413075349406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/2789693413075349406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-miss-cardigans.html' title='I miss the Cardigans'/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339555122580560097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355908.post-232253666080026225</id><published>2007-09-08T23:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T23:27:56.291-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Eloquencefrom T.S. Eliot, my favorite poet next to Drey.        HYSTERIA                    AS she laughed I was aware of becoming involved            in her laughter and being part of it, until her            teeth were only accidental stars with a talent            for squad-drill. I was drawn in by short gasps,            inhaled at each momentary recovery, lost finally            in the dark </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/feeds/232253666080026225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355908&amp;postID=232253666080026225' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/232253666080026225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/232253666080026225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/2007/09/eloquence-from-t.html' title=''/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339555122580560097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355908.post-2158698322314539896</id><published>2007-09-08T20:51:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T20:51:20.887-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Man in the Mirror</title><summary type='text'>If I don't pass the GMAT, I'm buying an electric guitar and learning this. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2158698322314539896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355908&amp;postID=2158698322314539896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/2158698322314539896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/2158698322314539896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/2007/09/man-in-mirror.html' title='Man in the Mirror'/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339555122580560097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355908.post-5908254081446171081</id><published>2007-09-05T20:45:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T20:45:55.604-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Kaya Mo Na, Part!</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/feeds/5908254081446171081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355908&amp;postID=5908254081446171081' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/5908254081446171081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/5908254081446171081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/2007/09/kaya-mo-na-part.html' title='Kaya Mo Na, Part!'/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339555122580560097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355908.post-3294693486304242457</id><published>2007-09-03T23:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T23:34:54.874-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>for SarahGaydar- the intuitive ability to determine whether another person is gay or bisexual - Whether anyone actually has such an ability is a debated question, especially in Western (or Asian) culture-  relies on indirect senses and intuitions rather than direct questions or fact-finding - also relies on sensitivity to certain mannerisms: anything from flamboyant or overt rejection of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3294693486304242457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355908&amp;postID=3294693486304242457' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/3294693486304242457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/3294693486304242457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/2007/09/for-sarah-gaydar-intuitive-ability-to.html' title=''/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339555122580560097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355908.post-261864647692860604</id><published>2007-08-28T09:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T11:20:38.300-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ang dason nga kapituloAy te. Budlay guid kung bungol kay lain-lain ang nabatian. Sang isa ka adlaw may ginpakita si P nga litrato sa telepono niya. Hambal niya: "Ari ang hinablos ko nga lalaki. Kag ang akon xxxxx." Hambal ko sa kaugalingon ko, ano tong ginhambal niya man? Daw 'peeps' bala mo. Galing daw ka buyong. Daw indi man na siya maghambal 'peeps' luas kung nagapakadlaw siya. Kag daw wala </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/feeds/261864647692860604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355908&amp;postID=261864647692860604' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/261864647692860604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/261864647692860604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/2007/08/ang-dason-nga-kapitulo-ay-te.html' title=''/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339555122580560097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355908.post-3635809770807294284</id><published>2007-08-27T13:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T13:49:46.100-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>let's talk about somebody else's 'love problems' for a changeCaught the tail end of the Hong Kong Film Festival at BAM. Saw Crazy N' the City and thoroughly enjoyed it. The subtitles need a little bit of work because they're literal translations and one needs to decipher exactly what they mean. On the other hand, it was kind of fun to come up with how the dialogue would have sounded in English. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3635809770807294284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355908&amp;postID=3635809770807294284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/3635809770807294284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/3635809770807294284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/2007/08/lets-talk-about-somebody-elses-love.html' title=''/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339555122580560097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355908.post-3599931450725879647</id><published>2007-08-26T01:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T02:26:42.959-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Naninikip ang tiyan nakatingin sa buwanAlam ko naman na tama yung ginawa ko. Ang hirap-hirap lang talagang gawin. Pakiramdam ko sumikip yung dibdib ko, tapos yung buong katawan ko, pati gilagid. At dahil simula noong may nagsabi sa akin na sabihin ko lang yung gusto kong sabihin, wag ko daw balutin ng asukal, parang di ko na kayang magsinungaling, sinabi ko oo. Kahit habang sinasabi ko yung oo, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3599931450725879647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355908&amp;postID=3599931450725879647' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/3599931450725879647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/3599931450725879647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/2007/08/naninikip-ang-tiyan-nakatingin-sa-buwan.html' title=''/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339555122580560097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355908.post-6126799323308132149</id><published>2007-08-10T09:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T01:09:13.178-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Release or buildup?The earthquakeIs makingThe house shakeThe house shakeThe earthquakeIs makingThe house shakeThe house shakeI don't knowWhat to doIn times ofDisasterSolid thingsGo liquidAnd the breathGets fasterI ask youWhat you thinkOf my forward questionIs this aRelease, orA build upOf pressure?I failed my roadtest, miserably. For two days before AA took me around my neighborhood practicing </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6126799323308132149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355908&amp;postID=6126799323308132149' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/6126799323308132149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/6126799323308132149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/2007/08/release-or-buildup-earthquake-is-making.html' title=''/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339555122580560097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355908.post-897413296220061456</id><published>2007-08-09T23:51:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T23:51:38.546-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mirah live in Houston</title><summary type='text'>Old video, but five years ago, I played Mirah's "You think it's like this but really it's like this" for three months straight. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/feeds/897413296220061456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355908&amp;postID=897413296220061456' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/897413296220061456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/897413296220061456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/2007/08/mirah-live-in-houston.html' title='Mirah live in Houston'/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339555122580560097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355908.post-3605555203363193947</id><published>2007-08-02T19:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T20:27:15.470-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Anobaanobaanoba Niyaya ako ng matagal ko nang kras sa opisina upang kumain ng prutas na nasa tasa kanina. Matagal na kaming nagbibiruan na sabay kaming pupunta sa prutasan pero kanina lang niya ko tinanong nang seryoso. Alam ko dahil tinanong ko siya, "Seryoso ka ba?" Sabi niya oo. Pumayag ako dahil wala akong sapat na dahilan kung bakit hindi. Baka sabihin nag-aakala ako. Alam ko dahil nangyari </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3605555203363193947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355908&amp;postID=3605555203363193947' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/3605555203363193947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/3605555203363193947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/2007/08/anobaanobaanoba-niyaya-ako-ng-matagal.html' title=''/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339555122580560097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355908.post-4550447374423972658</id><published>2007-07-31T20:42:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T20:42:04.657-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Nocturne</title><summary type='text'>I almost cried when I saw the first part of this video. It uses one of my favorite songs of all time, Jon Brion's "Row."</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4550447374423972658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355908&amp;postID=4550447374423972658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/4550447374423972658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/4550447374423972658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/2007/07/nocturne.html' title='A Nocturne'/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339555122580560097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355908.post-6017363233055355197</id><published>2007-07-25T22:35:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T22:35:44.423-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm talking about this video!</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6017363233055355197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355908&amp;postID=6017363233055355197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/6017363233055355197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/6017363233055355197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-talking-about-this-video.html' title='I&amp;#39;m talking about this video!'/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339555122580560097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355908.post-3921786080292082068</id><published>2007-07-25T22:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T22:28:22.416-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You have to watch this video.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3921786080292082068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355908&amp;postID=3921786080292082068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/3921786080292082068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/3921786080292082068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/2007/07/you-have-to-watch-this-video.html' title=''/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339555122580560097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355908.post-8929303389862259828</id><published>2007-07-05T23:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T03:05:17.807-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>1. Providence-boston trip - fab,fun,big brunch, IVY league, harvard &amp; brown, duck tours,aquarium,futon,dimsum Mario, Edsel and I in a threesome at one of the dorms. We walked around empty ivy-covered buildings before finally finding our way to bustling Harvard Yard.2. Les miz - lea salonga as fantine, syncopated jean valjean, hot marius, great rangeLes Miserables was okay. I saw it for the second</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8929303389862259828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355908&amp;postID=8929303389862259828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/8929303389862259828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/8929303389862259828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/2007/07/things-to-write-about-on-blog-when-sked.html' title=''/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339555122580560097</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cgYRwHJ8mv4/RqIco9GmM_I/AAAAAAAAABM/ynQy8NoC6DM/s72-c/748176917_63652241dc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355908.post-654806237586222435</id><published>2007-06-18T22:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T03:05:18.151-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Damn you, internetSince I've wasted two hours already, I might as well post pictures and be done with it.This is me with curly hair. French stylists are so convincing. "You speak French, no? Well, at least you have zee French manicure. Let's curl your hair!"I went to The Cloisters two week-ends ago. It was lovely, but we only spent an hour there since we came late. At night people hang out at the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/feeds/654806237586222435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355908&amp;postID=654806237586222435' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/654806237586222435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/654806237586222435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/2007/06/damn-you-internet-since-ive-wasted-two.html' title=''/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339555122580560097</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cgYRwHJ8mv4/Rnc-nrsq2TI/AAAAAAAAAA0/gXfEiq3OyQ0/s72-c/IMG00021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355908.post-8714086972256006816</id><published>2007-06-18T19:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T19:36:31.731-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>DisclaimerI knew I shouldn't have posted that sappy, sickeningly sweet anecdote (see previous post). Actually, it's more about a compromise of religious beliefs than marriage. See, even though I'm a regular doubting Thomas, at the end of the day, I still think all the good things that happen in my life are because of God.  He was raised completely differently.Anyhow, my reaction to any mention of</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8714086972256006816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355908&amp;postID=8714086972256006816' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/8714086972256006816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/8714086972256006816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/2007/06/disclaimer-i-knew-i-shouldnt-have.html' title=''/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339555122580560097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355908.post-5340403068293332293</id><published>2007-06-10T01:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T01:48:40.917-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A short history of nearly everythingOn the ride home from The Cloisters, the Big K, Toys R' Us and dinner at the cousins' house, while Sugar Ray's Someday was playing on the radio and we were both singing along, I asked him if when he (note: he, not we) gets married, if he would have a church wedding. He turned down the volume and said, "Yeah, of course, if it's important to you." "Even if you </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/feeds/5340403068293332293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355908&amp;postID=5340403068293332293' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/5340403068293332293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/5340403068293332293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/2007/06/wouldnt-it-be-loverly-on-ride-home-from.html' title=''/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339555122580560097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355908.post-6665912179660992696</id><published>2007-05-31T22:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T01:50:05.323-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My top 2007 Scripps National Spelling Bee words:TriticaleAbseilCyanophyceanGrognardFauchardOberekRognonSerrafine SerrefineWord.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6665912179660992696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355908&amp;postID=6665912179660992696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/6665912179660992696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/6665912179660992696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/2007/05/top-scripps-national-spelling-bee-words.html' title=''/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339555122580560097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355908.post-6789686531521739474</id><published>2007-05-29T22:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T03:05:18.319-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ShameShame is a documentary about Mukhtaran Mai, a Pakistani woman publicly gang-raped by order of a tribal council, in retribution for an alleged relationship between her 12-year-old brother and a girl from a prominent family in the village of Meerwala. This is a common occurrence in her village, but she was the first woman to take her case all the way to the Supreme Court. As her story became </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6789686531521739474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355908&amp;postID=6789686531521739474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/6789686531521739474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/6789686531521739474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/2007/05/shame-shame-is-documentary-about.html' title=''/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339555122580560097</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cgYRwHJ8mv4/RlzlsW6gT2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/x__IrvolsKk/s72-c/mukhtaran_mai.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355908.post-7357193078904433583</id><published>2007-05-29T21:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T22:01:02.511-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I don't give a...The thing about Houston is that everything is so far away. Spent half of the week-end driving, rather riding, on the freeway at 90 mph, clinging to my seatbelt, checking the rearview mirror for cops.My cousin's wedding was beautiful. The ceremony itself was so touching. Another cousin said if everybody heard what the pastor said, the divorce rate would be much, much lower. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7357193078904433583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355908&amp;postID=7357193078904433583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/7357193078904433583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/7357193078904433583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-dont-give.html' title=''/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339555122580560097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355908.post-1984184619853262157</id><published>2007-05-21T22:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T23:17:50.648-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yay! I must say, the decision to finally trade in my maaad old nokia 6610 was difficult (we've been together 4 years) but totally necessary, since it's so obsolete that I can't do much with it and the paint is so chipped it doesn't even look white anymore. So, tadah! I'm typing this from my new red blackberry pearl which is so great that I was so ready to go all hardcore on some poor customer </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1984184619853262157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355908&amp;postID=1984184619853262157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/1984184619853262157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/1984184619853262157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/2007/05/yay-i-must-say-decision-to-finally.html' title=''/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339555122580560097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355908.post-5303751786523774058</id><published>2007-04-08T02:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T02:07:16.043-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A botanical adventureToday I went to the New York Botanical Garden in the Bronx for The Orchid Show. Everything was lovely. We were amazed at how similar the plant life in South America is to the Philippines. In one of the exhibits, there was a green-colored vine prominently featured hanging from the ceiling which was supposedly from the Philippines, but which I have never before seen in my life.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/feeds/5303751786523774058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355908&amp;postID=5303751786523774058' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/5303751786523774058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/5303751786523774058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/2007/04/botanical-adventure-today-i-went-to-new.html' title=''/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339555122580560097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355908.post-4989071553060365794</id><published>2007-03-21T23:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T00:04:29.699-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tried and trueI don't know. This blogger/gmail thing confuses me. Has it occurred to anyone how dependent we are on passwords and pin numbers? At work alone, I have to memorize four passwords to get through the day. And then I have one for my yahoo, my blogger, my netflix, my friendster. And the list goes on.I am going to be very busy this year (this I realized three months into the new year, on </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4989071553060365794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355908&amp;postID=4989071553060365794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/4989071553060365794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/4989071553060365794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/2007/03/tried-and-true-i-dont-know.html' title=''/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339555122580560097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355908.post-8355203701883879980</id><published>2007-03-07T23:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T23:25:49.089-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This makes me giggle every time.The FleaMARK but this flea, and mark in this,How little that which thou deniest me is ;It suck'd me first, and now sucks thee,And in this flea our two bloods mingled be.Thou know'st that this cannot be saidA sin, nor shame, nor loss of maidenhead ;   Yet this enjoys before it woo,   And pamper'd swells with one blood made of two ;   And this, alas ! is more than we</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8355203701883879980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355908&amp;postID=8355203701883879980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/8355203701883879980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/8355203701883879980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/2007/03/this-makes-me-giggle-every-time.html' title=''/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339555122580560097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355908.post-116970426008063477</id><published>2007-01-25T00:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T00:51:35.036-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ode to divorce  - Regina SpektorThe food that I’m eatingIs suddenly tastelessI know I’m alone nowI know what it tastes likeSo break me to small partsLet go in small dosesBut spare some for spare partsThere might be some good onesLike you might make a dollarI’m inside your mouth nowBehind your tonsilsPeeking over your molarsYou’re talking to her nowAnd you’ve eaten something mintyAnd you’re making</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/feeds/116970426008063477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355908&amp;postID=116970426008063477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/116970426008063477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/116970426008063477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/2007/01/ode-to-divorce-regina-spektor-food.html' title=''/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339555122580560097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355908.post-116529772509074179</id><published>2006-12-05T00:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T00:48:45.343-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Christmas listYay! I did my online Christmas shopping na. Anyways, these are the stores I've been purchasing from:1. fredflare.com2. uncommongoods.com3. wishingfish.comMy gifts include:1. Napoleon Dynamite sleep mask2. faux bacon strip bandages - band-aids that look like strips of bacon!3. stapleless stapler4. computer vac - includes mini brushes, etc.5. pig and dachsund corn holders - skewers </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/feeds/116529772509074179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355908&amp;postID=116529772509074179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/116529772509074179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/116529772509074179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/2006/12/christmas-list-yay-i-did-my-online.html' title=''/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339555122580560097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355908.post-116477467713859590</id><published>2006-11-28T22:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T23:35:29.913-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Coat of armsOh my gosh. I almost got into a fight. At Zara. Over a coat. (In fairness, cute talaga siya). I was shopping for Christmas presents when I chanced upon the Zara store in Soho. I've been reminding myself every couple of months to drop by, but I rarely ever go shopping for clothes anywhere but my regular haunts. Anyway, in the back, past where they display the fancier items is a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/feeds/116477467713859590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355908&amp;postID=116477467713859590' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/116477467713859590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/116477467713859590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/2006/11/coat-of-arms-oh-my-gosh.html' title=''/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339555122580560097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355908.post-116244292203946095</id><published>2006-11-01T23:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T23:48:42.733-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i wish the world was flat like the old daysthen i could travel just by folding a mapThis is where I was last year.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/feeds/116244292203946095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355908&amp;postID=116244292203946095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/116244292203946095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/116244292203946095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-wish-world-was-flat-like-old-days.html' title=''/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339555122580560097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355908.post-116244240847203753</id><published>2006-11-01T23:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T23:40:09.533-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Top of the worldHow cute is this top? Mura lang naman - $210. Hay, I wonder when I can afford to just drop 200 bucks on a top. It's over at built by wendy.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/feeds/116244240847203753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355908&amp;postID=116244240847203753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/116244240847203753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/116244240847203753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/2006/11/top-of-world-how-cute-is-this-top-mura.html' title=''/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339555122580560097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355908.post-116201412673816458</id><published>2006-10-28T01:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T01:42:07.296-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>DisasterologyStephanie: Isn't real life already in 3D?Stephane: No... Well, yeah, but come on...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/feeds/116201412673816458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355908&amp;postID=116201412673816458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/116201412673816458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/116201412673816458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/2006/10/disasterology-stephanie-isnt-real-life.html' title=''/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339555122580560097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355908.post-116080162021370042</id><published>2006-10-13T21:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T01:05:12.540-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Making a mountain out of a molehillThe summer before I went away for college, a couple of friends and I set out for a three-day hike very much against my parents' preferences. I'd gone hiking before, but never long-term. We planned to scale Mt. Mandalagan in Silay (elevation according to various googled sites: 3,000 to 6,000 feet) and spend the night at Tinagong Dagat, a wide valley believed to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/feeds/116080162021370042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355908&amp;postID=116080162021370042' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/116080162021370042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/116080162021370042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/2006/10/making-mountain-out-of-molehill-summer.html' title=''/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339555122580560097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355908.post-116054338843984448</id><published>2006-10-11T00:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T01:15:39.466-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I've been taggedBefore anything else, a picture:THREE NAMES THAT YOU GO BY:     1.  Mel   2.  Melai   3.  Mimi THREE SCREEN NAMES YOU HAVE HAD, INCLUDING THE ONE YOU NOW HAVE:    1.  uglysullengirl   2.  stamp_pad   3.  that chick THREE THINGS YOU LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF:    1.  My hands   2.  My ears   3.  My undefeated adroitness at Jumble THREE THINGS YOU HATE/DISLIKE ABOUT YOURSELF:    1.  My </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/feeds/116054338843984448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355908&amp;postID=116054338843984448' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/116054338843984448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/116054338843984448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/2006/10/ive-been-tagged-before-anything-else.html' title=''/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339555122580560097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355908.post-115992951140674567</id><published>2006-10-03T22:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T22:38:42.980-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sleater-Kinney broke up :(in one more houri will be gonein one more houri'll leave this roomthe dress you worethe pretty shoesare things i leftbehind for youoh, you've got the darkest eyesi needed it(i know it's hard for you to let it goi know it's hard for you to say goodbyei know you need a little more time)if you could talkwhat would you sayfor you things werejust night and daytake off the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/feeds/115992951140674567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355908&amp;postID=115992951140674567' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/115992951140674567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/115992951140674567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/2006/10/sleater-kinney-broke-up-in-one-more.html' title=''/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339555122580560097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355908.post-115681333972557918</id><published>2006-08-28T21:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T21:02:20.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Bad news for people who love bad newsOn August 11, a Petron tanker carrying two million liters of oil sank off Guimaras Strait. Guimaras is an island located in the Western Visayas region of the Philippines between Panay and Negros. Its shorelines are teeming with diverse marine life and mangroves and coral reefs. DENR is asking Petron to buy a bioreactor that produces microbes to hasten the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/feeds/115681333972557918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355908&amp;postID=115681333972557918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/115681333972557918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/115681333972557918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/2006/08/bad-news-for-people-who-love-bad-news.html' title=''/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339555122580560097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355908.post-115561114679268835</id><published>2006-08-14T22:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T23:05:47.213-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>18 minutes until Sex and the City rerunsWaaah! I'm 26 and feeling it. I must say, though: This is the best birthday I've had since last year. I got a lot of presents. Two pairs of shoes! Whoa, Imelda. And even though it would have been nice to be handed a bunch of red balloons by a guy in a limo like Carrie in one of last week's reruns, I'm content with getting a Hello Kitty helium balloon that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/feeds/115561114679268835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355908&amp;postID=115561114679268835' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/115561114679268835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/115561114679268835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/2006/08/18-minutes-until-sex-and-city-reruns.html' title=''/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339555122580560097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355908.post-115302838307377218</id><published>2006-07-16T00:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T01:46:37.630-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This is the story with the fantastic liesWell, Chicago was fun. I got there before everyone else, dragged my suitcase aboard the excellent transit system, dropped my stuff off at the hotel, and walked all over downtown. I must have walked for at least three hours before I collapsed on the bed in the spartan, non-descript, cheap, and very close to everything hotel room. If you're working with a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/feeds/115302838307377218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355908&amp;postID=115302838307377218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/115302838307377218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/115302838307377218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/2006/07/this-is-story-with-fantastic-lies-well.html' title=''/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339555122580560097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355908.post-115259181523600348</id><published>2006-07-11T00:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T00:23:39.683-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You could surely try to be more aliveMy vacation is over. But that's okay. I saw Mates of State! Castle Clinton shows are the best. Even though I couldn't see them and got scolded by a ranger twice. That's where I saw Beulah's last show, too. Mahal ko talaga ang Mates of State. They sang These Days, which is one of my most favorite songs, for Coachella.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/feeds/115259181523600348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355908&amp;postID=115259181523600348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/115259181523600348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/115259181523600348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/2006/07/you-could-surely-try-to-be-more-alive.html' title=''/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339555122580560097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355908.post-115152893777937746</id><published>2006-06-28T17:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T17:08:58.130-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Move On (That's What I Need to Do)Ugh. So here's what I've done in that annual two-week period of supposedly doing every domestic chore I could think of besides exploring the world but end up spending doing absolutely nothing, i.e. vacation:1. Bought suitcase - tough choice between hard case cheapo and oh-so-cute but off-the-budget Kipling. Cheapo won.2. Did laundry - tons and tons of it. Next: </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/feeds/115152893777937746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355908&amp;postID=115152893777937746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/115152893777937746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/115152893777937746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/2006/06/move-on-thats-what-i-need-to-do-ugh.html' title=''/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339555122580560097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355908.post-115103662473199153</id><published>2006-06-23T00:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T00:23:55.136-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You gotta love YoutubeAno???Anonymous poster in intrigero's lj, thank you.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/feeds/115103662473199153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355908&amp;postID=115103662473199153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/115103662473199153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/115103662473199153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/2006/06/you-gotta-love-youtube-ano-anonymous.html' title=''/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339555122580560097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355908.post-115099789706690031</id><published>2006-06-22T13:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T13:38:17.363-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Something old, something new...I have a wedding (not mine) rehearsal today. Specifically, I'm doing the organ music. I'm kind of excited, as I haven't done a wedding in a long time. I get a kick out of playing the wedding march, especially when the bride gets ready to come in, framed by the church's doorway, and everybody rises.  So, anyways, I was thinking of the Trumpet Voluntary for the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/feeds/115099789706690031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355908&amp;postID=115099789706690031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/115099789706690031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/115099789706690031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/2006/06/something-old-something-new.html' title=''/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339555122580560097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355908.post-115048784629403427</id><published>2006-06-16T15:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T15:57:26.533-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>In due time...we'll finally see there's barely time for us to breathe.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/feeds/115048784629403427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355908&amp;postID=115048784629403427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/115048784629403427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/115048784629403427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/2006/06/in-due-time.html' title=''/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339555122580560097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355908.post-115024899963792238</id><published>2006-06-13T21:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T21:38:10.243-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/feeds/115024899963792238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355908&amp;postID=115024899963792238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/115024899963792238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/115024899963792238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-am-cliff-hanger.html' title=''/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339555122580560097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355908.post-114999952775475254</id><published>2006-06-10T23:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T00:24:07.693-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ThirteenLast night I saw Todd Solondz's Palindromes. Aviva is 13 years old and knows what she wants. She wants a baby. She meets Judah, the son of family friends, and after some awkward thrusting in his bedroom, gets pregnant. What follows is a strange, sad and sometimes satirical coming-of-age story that pits pro-life and pro-choice, and destiny and free will. Solondz, whose last movie was the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/feeds/114999952775475254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355908&amp;postID=114999952775475254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/114999952775475254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/114999952775475254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/2006/06/thirteen-last-night-i-saw-todd.html' title=''/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339555122580560097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355908.post-114986593201846338</id><published>2006-06-09T11:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T11:12:21.216-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>There are a thousand elephants in my head scrambling to get out. Through my ears.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/feeds/114986593201846338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355908&amp;postID=114986593201846338' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/114986593201846338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/114986593201846338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/2006/06/there-are-thousand-elephants-in-my.html' title=''/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339555122580560097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355908.post-114965650896690455</id><published>2006-06-07T01:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T01:04:25.733-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A thousand thingsMemorial Day Week-end was fun and activity- and travel-filled. We left characteristically late on Saturday for a picnic at Bear Mountain. Spent the day skewering various pieces of meat and vegetables and slow-roasting these atop "disposable" grills. After an overextended lunch, we finally headed to the lake to go boating. Afterwards, we decided to go hiking. Of course, I had on </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/feeds/114965650896690455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355908&amp;postID=114965650896690455' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/114965650896690455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/114965650896690455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/2006/06/thousand-things-memorial-day-week-end.html' title=''/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339555122580560097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355908.post-114835348400222178</id><published>2006-05-22T22:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T23:23:43.936-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Speaking of...procrastination, I let my domain name expire and now I have to buy it back from one of those companies that pounce on expiring domains and sell it for twice the going price. So now I'm squatting on blogspot and I might not renew my domain. I'll see what happens.This week-end, I went to Six Flags Great Adventure. The first rollercoaster I was ever on was the Nitro, which looks like </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/feeds/114835348400222178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355908&amp;postID=114835348400222178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/114835348400222178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/114835348400222178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/2006/05/speaking-of.html' title=''/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339555122580560097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355908.post-114678979619484463</id><published>2006-05-04T20:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T20:43:16.203-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oh yes, I'm the great procrastinatorI have a seminar which will touch on procrastination and other faults tomorrow. So guess what I'm doing? I'm going to watch Happenstance and maybe just wake up an hour earlier tomorrow to write my three goals essay.I guess this tops my exclaiming out loud, "I don't have any goals!" to my boss.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/feeds/114678979619484463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355908&amp;postID=114678979619484463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/114678979619484463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/114678979619484463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/2006/05/oh-yes-im-great-procrastinator-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339555122580560097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355908.post-114662920110828576</id><published>2006-05-02T23:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T00:15:17.656-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You Don't Send Me1. You Don't Send Me (Belle and Sebastian) - "Listen honey, there is nothing you can do to offend me anymore. You don’t send me anymore."2. Heard 'Em Say (Kanye West) - I hate people who just love to hear themselves talk, but Kanye is real genius. I listened to this song for about two weeks straight.3. D'yer Mak'er (Sheryl Crow) - My Encomium (Led Zep tribute album) tape was my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/feeds/114662920110828576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355908&amp;postID=114662920110828576' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/114662920110828576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/114662920110828576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/2006/05/you-dont-send-me-1.html' title=''/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339555122580560097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355908.post-114662266126450266</id><published>2006-05-02T21:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T22:17:41.283-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You don't send me anymoreI saw Thank You for Smoking at BAM, my favorite cinema, last Friday. Well, it's everything you could ask for in a movie. It's funny and smart but not totally unforgettable, kind of like the guy you had a big crush on in college. Part of the fun of watching it was William Macy and his natural talent for comedy, even if cast in an antagonist role. It's funny, but I always </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/feeds/114662266126450266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355908&amp;postID=114662266126450266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/114662266126450266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/114662266126450266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/2006/05/you-dont-send-me-anymore-i-saw-thank.html' title=''/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339555122580560097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355908.post-114593760020604124</id><published>2006-04-24T23:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T00:00:00.216-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Househunting IITwo weeks ago we went to see a house in the Bronx. The broker refused to give out the address and told us to meet us at the corner of so-and-so street instead. We were very suspicious, but oh well, we had the time. We got there a little early and called him up to ask if we could meet him a little bit earlier. We ended up waiting for 30 minutes by a park. It was a nice day and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/feeds/114593760020604124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355908&amp;postID=114593760020604124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/114593760020604124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/114593760020604124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/2006/04/househunting-ii-two-weeks-ago-we-went.html' title=''/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339555122580560097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355908.post-114532893211725475</id><published>2006-04-17T22:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T22:55:41.360-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>That's me tryingExhaustion seems to be the running theme nowadays. I feel like I should be doing fifty other things than bloghopping. There's laundry and recycling, for one. It's no joke to have a massive magazine obsession. I find myself at Hudson News realizing that I already have most of this month's/week's mags. (By the way, whatever happened to Radar? I can't seem to find it on the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/feeds/114532893211725475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355908&amp;postID=114532893211725475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/114532893211725475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/114532893211725475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/2006/04/thats-me-trying-exhaustion-seems-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339555122580560097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355908.post-114412006026765805</id><published>2006-04-03T22:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T23:07:40.280-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oh snapI haven't picked up my camera in months. I've been thinking of dragging it around since  DST started yesterday and we'd been getting spring-has-sprung weather of late. But severe thunderstorms don't really make for picture perfect weather. Oh, and also, I accidentally disconnected my external hard drive and I can't access any of my files. No iTunes, no pictures, nothing. I just hope </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/feeds/114412006026765805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355908&amp;postID=114412006026765805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/114412006026765805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/114412006026765805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/2006/04/oh-snap-i-havent-picked-up-my-camera.html' title=''/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339555122580560097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355908.post-114239487788103235</id><published>2006-03-14T22:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T23:05:33.843-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Time takes time you knowLast week-end I played laser tag for the first time. I've always wanted to try it out but never got to until this week-end. My team won, of course. I wanted to try the batting cages but everyone else seemed so good I chickened out. The last time I held a baseball bat was third year high school. I'm having a grand time. Really. Sometimes I still wonder. What if </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/feeds/114239487788103235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355908&amp;postID=114239487788103235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/114239487788103235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/114239487788103235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/2006/03/time-takes-time-you-know-last-week-end.html' title=''/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339555122580560097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355908.post-114178583118924913</id><published>2006-03-07T21:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T21:43:51.200-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>All you need is a pretty songI've never wanted anything so badly. I know things will be okay in the end; I know God wants me to have this particular thing (that I can't say yet what lest I count my chickens before they hatch). It just breaks my heart a little - the vastness of the difference between yesterday's triumphant giddiness and today's icy disappointment. It doesn't help that I talked to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/feeds/114178583118924913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355908&amp;postID=114178583118924913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/114178583118924913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/114178583118924913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/2006/03/all-you-need-is-pretty-song-ive-never.html' title=''/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339555122580560097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355908.post-114127548827080687</id><published>2006-03-01T23:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T23:59:56.306-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Think about those books you read andI wonder if they make you think about meI've been reading Bill Bryson's A Short History of Nearly Everything and I can't put it down! I wish I didn't have to. I keep wishing I could call in sick and just stay in bed and read it from cover to cover and memorize random facts about anything.My first job when I got here was in a company that imported goods (</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/feeds/114127548827080687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355908&amp;postID=114127548827080687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/114127548827080687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/114127548827080687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/2006/03/think-about-those-books-you-read-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339555122580560097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355908.post-114109884407662754</id><published>2006-02-27T22:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T22:54:04.086-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This is a test of the emergency broadcast systemFOR a moment, a standoff at Philippine marine headquarters appeared to be heading for a "people power" revolt, complete with military infighting, nuns and priests praying in the chaos and the arrival of pro-democracy icon Corazon Aquino.But the wrangling marines settled their spat Sunday then retired together to their headquarters as Aquino and a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/feeds/114109884407662754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355908&amp;postID=114109884407662754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/114109884407662754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/114109884407662754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/2006/02/this-is-test-of-emergency-broadcast.html' title=''/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339555122580560097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355908.post-114083800190043247</id><published>2006-02-24T22:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T22:26:41.913-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Darlin' don't you go and cut your hairI finally got a haircut. My last one may have been a year ago, I don't even remember.  This is the longest I've ever grown my hair. From being almost waistlength, it is now short and perky and ultra-layered. I went to the drugstore on Wednesday to buy a ton of hair products just for the heck of it.  I got the haircut for free because it's for a good cause. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/feeds/114083800190043247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355908&amp;postID=114083800190043247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/114083800190043247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/114083800190043247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/2006/02/darlin-dont-you-go-and-cut-your-hair-i.html' title=''/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339555122580560097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355908.post-113936892421967596</id><published>2006-02-07T21:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T22:22:04.230-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I've been tagged1. The tagged victim has to come up with 8 different points of his/her perfect lover.2. Need to mention the sex of the target.3. Tag 8 victims to join this game &amp; leave a comment on their comments saying they've been tagged.4. If tagged the 2nd time, theres no need to post again.I've been having a really hard time coming up with 8 (eight!) things I want in a perfect lover. I'm </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/feeds/113936892421967596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355908&amp;postID=113936892421967596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/113936892421967596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/113936892421967596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/2006/02/ive-been-tagged-1.html' title=''/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339555122580560097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355908.post-113727373599165117</id><published>2006-01-14T16:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-14T16:22:16.003-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My problem with me is my problem with youIt's 4:15 pm, and my day's just begun. I've been on the phone with various people on and off for four hours. That's weird for someone who hates using the phone. I'm tired. I have to do my laundry and listen to a couple of songs and clean my room and pay my bills. I might muster enough energy to go out for dinner. Something my friend said struck me. She </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/feeds/113727373599165117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355908&amp;postID=113727373599165117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/113727373599165117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/113727373599165117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/2006/01/my-problem-with-me-is-my-problem-with.html' title=''/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339555122580560097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355908.post-113686331750580700</id><published>2006-01-09T21:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T22:42:40.126-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HappyI wanted to redesign before I posted my first post for the year. But, oh well. I guess this will have to do until I get the time to pick out a new splash picture and color theme (Maybe yellow?). Christmas and New Year's was great. My friend Mario came over from Rhode Island to spend the New Year's Eve week-end with me. With Christmas shopping and everything, I didn't get to make a trip </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/feeds/113686331750580700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355908&amp;postID=113686331750580700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/113686331750580700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/113686331750580700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/2006/01/happy-i-wanted-to-redesign-before-i.html' title=''/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339555122580560097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355908.post-113591169003673137</id><published>2005-12-29T22:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T22:01:30.046-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sana......magkasingkulay ang drama at tunay na buhay ko.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/feeds/113591169003673137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355908&amp;postID=113591169003673137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/113591169003673137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/113591169003673137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/2005/12/sana.html' title=''/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339555122580560097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355908.post-113513142110051853</id><published>2005-12-20T21:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T21:17:01.110-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>They don't pay us enough for thisAfter a half hour wait in the freezing cold at the Brooklyn Army Terminal, my mates and I picked up a fourth warm body and drove into the city while frantically attempting to thaw out our appendages. Props to those who waited for the next ferry, yo.More on how folks deal with the first transit strike in NY since 1980.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/feeds/113513142110051853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355908&amp;postID=113513142110051853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/113513142110051853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/113513142110051853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/2005/12/they-dont-pay-us-enough-for-this-after.html' title=''/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339555122580560097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355908.post-113410037459112425</id><published>2005-12-08T21:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T22:57:14.263-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You can't make someone love you with a songThis week-end I'm going to meet up with a few friends (and teachers!) from high school. There'll be a lot of catching up to do. I'm taking the plane to Virginia, but commuting by bus from D.C. back to New York on one of those Chinatown buses. It cost me 20 bucks as opposed to the $289 air fare. I hope I won't be too bored on the ride, though.But seeing </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/feeds/113410037459112425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355908&amp;postID=113410037459112425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/113410037459112425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/113410037459112425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/2005/12/you-cant-make-someone-love-you-with.html' title=''/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339555122580560097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355908.post-113195284342918178</id><published>2005-11-14T01:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T02:29:11.230-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So so so soSign that you're back in New York: Today I woke up to a stretch limo outside my doorstep and about 50 people dressed up for a Punjabi wedding. Nahihirapan akong mag-Ingles. I just watched my diving video at natuwa ako kasi di nila inedit out yung bullshit in divespeak sign na ginawa ko underwater na tinuro ng British instructor ko. Kahit napailing yung cameraman nung kinukunan niya </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/feeds/113195284342918178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355908&amp;postID=113195284342918178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/113195284342918178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355908/posts/default/113195284342918178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uglysullengirl.blogspot.com/2005/11/so-so-so-so-sign-that-youre-back-in.html' title=''/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339555122580560097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
