<?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-7330315381981651933</id><updated>2011-10-02T07:39:53.438-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lauren's Musings</title><subtitle type='html'>Lauren's Musings:

Nothing profound, merely moments from my life that make their way to the internet...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowstickynotes.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7330315381981651933/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowstickynotes.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>L3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08890992530838832792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_sBfSfAMJ2Tw/SCTeG3apiTI/AAAAAAAAABI/nB4DKUbYlrE/S220/pisces.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>4</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7330315381981651933.post-1808391728345929112</id><published>2011-01-13T18:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T18:33:56.649-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Frustration, frustration, frustration</title><content type='html'>I'm just so dang darn diddly frustrated.  I finally decide that I'd like to pursue getting my MLIB, but I'm hesitant to do it because it would mean more student loans, and I'm already paying off my first set.  Why does education have to be so damn expensive?  I'm sure there's a reason, but this is a hypothetical question, I don't need a smart-ass answering me.  Anyway...I probably won't end up getting my MLIB for that very fact, it costs money that I don't have.  If I could get a job in the library field without my MLIB that would be ideal, I think I have a lot of experience in and around libraries, but typically a masters is required with the line work that I'm interested in.  Or if someone with a bunch of money would want to be my benefactor, that would be cool too, I'm totally down with that.  There are other reasons that I'm frustrated, but this is the main one that makes me sad as well...just such a huge bummer that this wasn't my first major.  Oh well, maybe it'll all work out somehow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7330315381981651933-1808391728345929112?l=yellowstickynotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowstickynotes.blogspot.com/feeds/1808391728345929112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7330315381981651933&amp;postID=1808391728345929112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7330315381981651933/posts/default/1808391728345929112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7330315381981651933/posts/default/1808391728345929112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowstickynotes.blogspot.com/2011/01/frustration-frustration-frustration.html' title='Frustration, frustration, frustration'/><author><name>L3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08890992530838832792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_sBfSfAMJ2Tw/SCTeG3apiTI/AAAAAAAAABI/nB4DKUbYlrE/S220/pisces.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7330315381981651933.post-6109224793730629231</id><published>2011-01-04T21:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T21:31:46.148-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting *S* done</title><content type='html'>So I updated my LinkedIn account, I suppose that's progress.  I also would like to do some more crocheting this year, get rid of some more items around the house, read more, and shed the pounds...I think I can, I think I can!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7330315381981651933-6109224793730629231?l=yellowstickynotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowstickynotes.blogspot.com/feeds/6109224793730629231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7330315381981651933&amp;postID=6109224793730629231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7330315381981651933/posts/default/6109224793730629231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7330315381981651933/posts/default/6109224793730629231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowstickynotes.blogspot.com/2011/01/getting-s-done.html' title='Getting *S* done'/><author><name>L3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08890992530838832792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_sBfSfAMJ2Tw/SCTeG3apiTI/AAAAAAAAABI/nB4DKUbYlrE/S220/pisces.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7330315381981651933.post-3413797492589499682</id><published>2011-01-02T12:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T19:05:01.846-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Changes</title><content type='html'>&lt;rant&gt; When I was in junior high I had terrible teeth so I got braces.  When I was in high school, I was tired of my acne, so I bought Proactive and got rid of it.  When I was in college, it wasn't working out with my fiance, so we broke up.  Whenever I'm tired of my hair, I get it cut or I colored.  I'm currently tired of my body, so I'm going to the gym.  When there are things that you want changed, it's easier to sit back and complain about it and not do anything to change your situation, but you won't get my sympathy.  Do something about it, and I'll cheer you on and give you positive reinforcement, or whatever you may need. Feeling sorry for yourself is not a life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/rant&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7330315381981651933-3413797492589499682?l=yellowstickynotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowstickynotes.blogspot.com/feeds/3413797492589499682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7330315381981651933&amp;postID=3413797492589499682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7330315381981651933/posts/default/3413797492589499682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7330315381981651933/posts/default/3413797492589499682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowstickynotes.blogspot.com/2011/01/changes.html' title='Changes'/><author><name>L3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08890992530838832792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_sBfSfAMJ2Tw/SCTeG3apiTI/AAAAAAAAABI/nB4DKUbYlrE/S220/pisces.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7330315381981651933.post-1037032924793807395</id><published>2010-03-25T19:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T19:11:33.328-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pedofiles unite</title><content type='html'>ZOMG A/S/L?!?!?! Do you recall when the internet was all the rage and we discovered online chatting with "peeps?"  I know I sure do.  Oh the days of asking my mom when I can use the phone connection so I can go online and chat with my many "friends" I made through the interwebs...oh how I wasted my time, not so much now, I assure you.  I remember that question "a/s/l?" asked in a variety of ways.  At first I didn't know what it meant, but it soon became a part of my normal, everyday speak, such as lol and ftw is currently.  What I didn't know, but do now because of Law and Order: SVU's teachings, is that the many 15-19/M/F/(insert state here)'s could actually be pervy older gentlemen wanting to make my pre-pubescent acquaintance.  Thank you SVU (Special Victims' Unit by the way) for showing me the light.  I'm really glad that I had no idea, as many probably had not yet figured out that these "perverts" were out there and with the internet as a barrier, no one would ever figure out that Johnny, 14 and in Florida was actually Sal, 54 with diabetes and in Florida. I'm not sure why he had to have diabetes, seemed the thing he'd have, and being that he couldn't have sweets, the internet was quenching his proverbial "sweet tooth" via chatting with young morsels such as myself...hmm, this is getting creepier then I imagined it.  What I way to begin my new blog, don't you agree?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7330315381981651933-1037032924793807395?l=yellowstickynotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowstickynotes.blogspot.com/feeds/1037032924793807395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7330315381981651933&amp;postID=1037032924793807395' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7330315381981651933/posts/default/1037032924793807395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7330315381981651933/posts/default/1037032924793807395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowstickynotes.blogspot.com/2010/03/pedofiles-unite.html' title='Pedofiles unite'/><author><name>L3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08890992530838832792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_sBfSfAMJ2Tw/SCTeG3apiTI/AAAAAAAAABI/nB4DKUbYlrE/S220/pisces.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
