<?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-19601214</id><updated>2011-04-21T21:04:41.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Avoiding Success, One Paper at a Time</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avoidingsuccess.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19601214/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avoidingsuccess.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Julia H. PhD(someday?)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03632474085018534246</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>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19601214.post-116587543206452648</id><published>2006-12-11T14:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T14:17:12.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I think it's pretty close</title><content type='html'>I should remember to show my hubby this.  And we should totally build the solar powered cabin in the woods. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.seductiveshorts.com/#goods/quiz"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img src="http://www.seductiveshorts.com/images/blogs/escape_artist.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19601214-116587543206452648?l=avoidingsuccess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avoidingsuccess.blogspot.com/feeds/116587543206452648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19601214&amp;postID=116587543206452648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19601214/posts/default/116587543206452648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19601214/posts/default/116587543206452648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avoidingsuccess.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-think-its-pretty-close.html' title='I think it&apos;s pretty close'/><author><name>Julia H. PhD(someday?)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03632474085018534246</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-19601214.post-116525402684184256</id><published>2006-12-04T09:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T15:56:37.976-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hmmm... Maybe I shouldn't give up on going to Grad School</title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="BORDER-RIGHT: gray 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: gray 1px solid; FONT: 12px arial, verdana, sans-serif; BORDER-LEFT: gray 1px solid; WIDTH: 320px; BORDER-BOTTOM: gray 1px solid; BACKGROUND-COLOR: white"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; BACKGROUND: white; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: black; PADDING-TOP: 5px" colspan="2"&gt;&lt;b style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 8px; FONT: bold 20px 'Times New Roman', serif"&gt;What Kind of Reader Are You?&lt;/b&gt; &lt;div style="FONT-SIZE: 16px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 4px"&gt;Your Result: &lt;b&gt;Obsessive-Compulsive Bookworm&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BACKGROUND: white; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; WIDTH: 200px; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid"&gt;&lt;div style="FONT-SIZE: 8px; BACKGROUND: red; WIDTH: 88%; LINE-HEIGHT: 8px"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: white; MARGIN: 10px; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; COLOR: black; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none"&gt;You're probably in the final stages of a Ph.D. or otherwise finding a way to make your living out of reading. You are one of the literati. Other people's grammatical mistakes make you insane.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; BACKGROUND: white; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; COLOR: black; PADDING-TOP: 3px"&gt;Dedicated Reader&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; BACKGROUND: white; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; PADDING-TOP: 3px"&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; MARGIN-TOP: 4px; BACKGROUND: white; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; WIDTH: 100px; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid"&gt;&lt;div style="FONT-SIZE: 8px; BACKGROUND: red; WIDTH: 87%; LINE-HEIGHT: 8px"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; BACKGROUND: white; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; COLOR: black; PADDING-TOP: 3px"&gt;Literate Good Citizen&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; BACKGROUND: white; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; PADDING-TOP: 3px"&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; MARGIN-TOP: 4px; BACKGROUND: white; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; WIDTH: 100px; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid"&gt;&lt;div style="FONT-SIZE: 8px; BACKGROUND: red; WIDTH: 73%; LINE-HEIGHT: 8px"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; BACKGROUND: white; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; COLOR: black; PADDING-TOP: 3px"&gt;Book Snob&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; BACKGROUND: white; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; PADDING-TOP: 3px"&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; MARGIN-TOP: 4px; BACKGROUND: white; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; WIDTH: 100px; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid"&gt;&lt;div style="FONT-SIZE: 8px; BACKGROUND: red; WIDTH: 70%; LINE-HEIGHT: 8px"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; BACKGROUND: white; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; COLOR: black; PADDING-TOP: 3px"&gt;Non-Reader&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; BACKGROUND: white; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; PADDING-TOP: 3px"&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; MARGIN-TOP: 4px; BACKGROUND: white; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; WIDTH: 100px; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid"&gt;&lt;div style="FONT-SIZE: 8px; BACKGROUND: red; WIDTH: 0%; LINE-HEIGHT: 8px"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; BACKGROUND: white; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; COLOR: black; PADDING-TOP: 3px"&gt;Fad Reader&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; BACKGROUND: white; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; PADDING-TOP: 3px"&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; MARGIN-TOP: 4px; BACKGROUND: white; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; WIDTH: 100px; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid"&gt;&lt;div style="FONT-SIZE: 8px; BACKGROUND: red; WIDTH: 0%; LINE-HEIGHT: 8px"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 8px; PADDING-LEFT: 8px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 8px; PADDING-TOP: 8px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" colspan="2"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Kind of Reader Are You?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;Create&lt;/a&gt; Your Own Quiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19601214-116525402684184256?l=avoidingsuccess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avoidingsuccess.blogspot.com/feeds/116525402684184256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19601214&amp;postID=116525402684184256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19601214/posts/default/116525402684184256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19601214/posts/default/116525402684184256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avoidingsuccess.blogspot.com/2006/12/hmmm-maybe-i-shouldnt-give-up-on-going.html' title='hmmm... Maybe I shouldn&apos;t give up on going to Grad School'/><author><name>Julia H. PhD(someday?)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03632474085018534246</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-19601214.post-116504694048395401</id><published>2006-12-02T00:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T00:09:00.496-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging what is lost</title><content type='html'>I've heard this works, and I'm pretty much at my wit's end, so I'll give anything a shot: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Green North Face toque!  Where ARE YOU!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I'm at it,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEACE OF MIND!  DESIRE TO WRITE PAPERS!  ABILITY TO SLEEP!  WHERE ARE YOU!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come out, come out, wherever you are!  Olly Olly oxen free!  etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blech.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19601214-116504694048395401?l=avoidingsuccess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avoidingsuccess.blogspot.com/feeds/116504694048395401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19601214&amp;postID=116504694048395401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19601214/posts/default/116504694048395401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19601214/posts/default/116504694048395401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avoidingsuccess.blogspot.com/2006/12/blogging-what-is-lost.html' title='Blogging what is lost'/><author><name>Julia H. PhD(someday?)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03632474085018534246</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-19601214.post-115800115982173811</id><published>2006-09-11T11:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T11:56:28.900-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am in a...</title><content type='html'>Funk.  Definitely in a funk.  I'm tired, irritable, and totally not interested in doing the things that I ought to be doing.  Such as reading for my classes tomorrow.  Awesome classes, fairly easy material, not too much reading to actually DO, but due to The Funk, nothing is getting done.  Booo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This semester I'm hoping to be more aware of how my funks get started, and what sort of funk exit strategies actually work.  If anyone notices any patterns, please feel free to give me the heads up; I tend to be oblivious most of the time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19601214-115800115982173811?l=avoidingsuccess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avoidingsuccess.blogspot.com/feeds/115800115982173811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19601214&amp;postID=115800115982173811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19601214/posts/default/115800115982173811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19601214/posts/default/115800115982173811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avoidingsuccess.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-am-in.html' title='I am in a...'/><author><name>Julia H. PhD(someday?)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03632474085018534246</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-19601214.post-113942647826107708</id><published>2006-02-08T11:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T21:26:26.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Paper of the Semester</title><content type='html'>So I'm in the library, 'searching' for resources for this paper I'm writing, and I just found a bunch of books I think might be helpul.  I'm so stoked. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm also a bit nervous.  Well, a lot nervous.  I've never written a paper for a 300 level History class, and I'm getting really good at feeling stupid.  70% of the time I think I'm the dumbest person in the room.  Argh... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, here goes nothing...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19601214-113942647826107708?l=avoidingsuccess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avoidingsuccess.blogspot.com/feeds/113942647826107708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19601214&amp;postID=113942647826107708' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19601214/posts/default/113942647826107708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19601214/posts/default/113942647826107708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avoidingsuccess.blogspot.com/2006/02/first-paper-of-semester.html' title='First Paper of the Semester'/><author><name>Julia H. PhD(someday?)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03632474085018534246</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-19601214.post-113648967919315804</id><published>2006-01-05T11:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T11:34:39.203-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back in the Game!</title><content type='html'>School has started!  I went to school today for a full 30 minutes.  Rock on!  Today, being day 1 of the semester, it is understood that class time is used for introductory purposes only.  However, one of my prof's decided that he would just not show up (AT ALL!!!), thus leaving the introduction until next week.  Usually, I would be okay with this.  I don't mind when prof's cancel classes.  HOWEVER, this a 400 level class, I am one of the TWO people registered in this course (The other being a grad student), and I even emailed him to see what we would be reading (he has yet to assign a textbook for this class!!) and where we would be meeting (there is no classroom listed for this class).  So, I show up, early (cuz I'm obsessive) and he's not in his office.  I wait around, only to find out that he's not just not in his office, but he's not even on campus, and won't be until MONDAY!  What's going ON????   I'm a little bit upset, not because "I'm paying for this class and I want to get my money's worth" but because I was/am excited about this class, and I can't wait another whole week for it to start!!!  I want to start NOW!!!  This is the class that I have been looking forward to for over a month!!!  I just want to LEARN!!!  (I know, I am a geek.)  Plus, I want to know what books we'll be reading so I can go get them and start reading!!!  Now I'm stuck at the University for an unnecessary extra 3 hours.  (grumble grumble grumble...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19601214-113648967919315804?l=avoidingsuccess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avoidingsuccess.blogspot.com/feeds/113648967919315804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19601214&amp;postID=113648967919315804' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19601214/posts/default/113648967919315804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19601214/posts/default/113648967919315804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avoidingsuccess.blogspot.com/2006/01/back-in-game.html' title='Back in the Game!'/><author><name>Julia H. PhD(someday?)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03632474085018534246</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-19601214.post-113518771626749467</id><published>2005-12-21T09:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T09:56:16.526-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I just don't understand</title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="HASH(0x8c01054)" src="http://images.quizilla.com/P/PO/POL/pollywantacracker/1133761028_blank_firing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your mind is subconciously thinking about Guns and&lt;br /&gt;Ammo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why would I be thinking about guns!??! Today is a good day and I've gotten quite a bit done. Why guns? I don't like guns!  Or Ammo.  Ammo is bad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19601214-113518771626749467?l=avoidingsuccess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avoidingsuccess.blogspot.com/feeds/113518771626749467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19601214&amp;postID=113518771626749467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19601214/posts/default/113518771626749467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19601214/posts/default/113518771626749467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avoidingsuccess.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-just-dont-understand.html' title='I just don&apos;t understand'/><author><name>Julia H. PhD(someday?)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03632474085018534246</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-19601214.post-113504898980475279</id><published>2005-12-19T19:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-19T19:23:09.813-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am Pooooooh</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizmeme.com/poohpersonality/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizmeme.com/poohpersonality/pooh.gif" width="300" height="175" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take the 100 Acre Personality Quiz!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19601214-113504898980475279?l=avoidingsuccess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avoidingsuccess.blogspot.com/feeds/113504898980475279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19601214&amp;postID=113504898980475279' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19601214/posts/default/113504898980475279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19601214/posts/default/113504898980475279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avoidingsuccess.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-am-pooooooh.html' title='I am Pooooooh'/><author><name>Julia H. PhD(someday?)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03632474085018534246</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-19601214.post-113504821613691088</id><published>2005-12-19T18:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-19T19:10:16.146-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Siiiimply haaving a wonderful Christmas time!</title><content type='html'>I hate Christmas.  Not the whole "Celebrating Jesus' Birth" part, but the "We have to buy everyone we know something fabulous or they'll think we hate them" part.  Just so you know, if I don't give you something, it's not because I hate you, it's because I'm freaking broke.  Plain and simple, I gots no moolah.  OK?  I think you're awesome, and if I had money, I would definitely get you something.  Why?  Cuz I like shopping, and I like giving people presents, and I like spending money on other people more than I like spending it on myself.  (Just look in my closet and you'll see it's true:  I don't like spending money on myself.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do, however, quite like the "Celebrating Jesus' Birth" part.  It makes me very happy.  And grateful.  And awestruck. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even like the "spending time with family even though they kind of make you nuts" part.  I'm missing out on some of that this year, as we won't be going to BC to see my family.  ("Why not?" you ask, well, cuz I gots no mooolah!  Weren't you paying attention???)  Instead, hubby and I are driving to Edmonton to see his brother, his brother's fiance, and his parents.  (They gots da moolah, and so will be flying in to see us.)  I'm definitely looking forward to this.  I like my inlaws very much; they are fabulous.  I must say that out of all the people that could have been my inlaws, these ones are definitely the best.  (Yes, that's right, I've had multiple proposals!)  (No, that's actually not true.... But I did have some boyfriends that I did think of marrying, and thus considered how well I would get along with those potential "in-laws") &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, even though we don't get to see my side of the family this year, I know it will still be a great Christmas.  Bro-in-law and his fiance are hosting, and they are totttallly good times.  I do feel a bit homesick for my family though.  But we'll call them for sure, so I'm sure I'll be okay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's all for now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoops, no it's not. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I BOUGHT MY TEXT BOOKS FOR NEXT SEMESTER TODAY!!!!!  I swear this is my favourite part of Christmas Break.  (Except the Jesus part, which is truly the best)  I loooove reading ahead so that I know everything by the time classes start.  And my books for next semester were soooo cheap!!!  Yay!!!  I'm so excited for next semester. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that's definitely all for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19601214-113504821613691088?l=avoidingsuccess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avoidingsuccess.blogspot.com/feeds/113504821613691088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19601214&amp;postID=113504821613691088' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19601214/posts/default/113504821613691088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19601214/posts/default/113504821613691088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avoidingsuccess.blogspot.com/2005/12/siiiimply-haaving-wonderful-christmas.html' title='Siiiimply haaving a wonderful Christmas time!'/><author><name>Julia H. PhD(someday?)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03632474085018534246</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-19601214.post-113459548304159354</id><published>2005-12-14T13:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T13:25:10.233-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Two down, one to go</title><content type='html'>Finished my second final exam this morning.  I really really really hope that I did okay.  I neeeeeeded to do okay.  This class has been the hardest class that I have ever taken.  Here is my critique: &lt;br /&gt;1.  The text was really poorly written.  That which lasts for more than four pages ought not to be one paragraph. &lt;br /&gt;2.  The guide to the text (written by the prof), was not much better.  Proofread your work, people!  Even if you have a PhD, you still need to proofread your work.  Especially if you're going to write a book and make it a required textbook for your course. &lt;br /&gt;3.  The prof didn't make the book any easier to understand. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish that I had a bit more extensive background behind the material that this course covered.  That would have been helpful.  Oh well.  IT'S OVER!!!!  Thank God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19601214-113459548304159354?l=avoidingsuccess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avoidingsuccess.blogspot.com/feeds/113459548304159354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19601214&amp;postID=113459548304159354' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19601214/posts/default/113459548304159354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19601214/posts/default/113459548304159354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avoidingsuccess.blogspot.com/2005/12/two-down-one-to-go.html' title='Two down, one to go'/><author><name>Julia H. PhD(someday?)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03632474085018534246</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-19601214.post-113448006692189335</id><published>2005-12-13T05:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T11:25:36.886-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So not true.</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eee9e9;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Keys to Your Heart&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/keystoyourheartquiz/heart.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You are attracted to good manners and elegance.&lt;br /&gt;In love, you feel the most alive when your lover is creative and never lets you feel bored.&lt;br /&gt;You'd like to your lover to think you are stylish and alluring.&lt;br /&gt;You would be forced to break up with someone who was ruthless, cold-blooded, and sarcastic.&lt;br /&gt;Your ideal relationship is open. Both of you can talk about everything... no secrets.&lt;br /&gt;Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment.&lt;br /&gt;You think of marriage as something that will confine you. You are afraid of marriage.&lt;br /&gt;In this moment, you think of love as something you don't need. You just feel like flirting around and playing right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Are The Keys To Your Heart?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hmmm... So, if my ideal relationship is "open," does that mean I'm a swinger? There's no way this thing is accurate. I'm not afraid of marriage, and I don't think it will really confine me, but instead change the way I see things, and stop being so ridiculously selfish. True, though, that my risk of cheating is ZERO. And I do feel like flirting and playing around now, with my husband! &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19601214-113448006692189335?l=avoidingsuccess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avoidingsuccess.blogspot.com/feeds/113448006692189335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19601214&amp;postID=113448006692189335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19601214/posts/default/113448006692189335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19601214/posts/default/113448006692189335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avoidingsuccess.blogspot.com/2005/12/so-not-true.html' title='So not true.'/><author><name>Julia H. PhD(someday?)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03632474085018534246</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-19601214.post-113415418782857753</id><published>2005-12-09T10:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T10:50:49.993-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm so Indie...</title><content type='html'>&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Movie Of Your Life Is An Indie Flick&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/ifyourlifewasamoviewhatgenrewoulditbequiz/indie-flick.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You do things your own way - and it's made for colorful times.Your life hasn't turned out how anyone expected, thank goodness!&lt;br /&gt;Your best movie matches: Clerks, Garden State, Napoleon Dynamite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a href="&gt;If'&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/ifyourlifewasamoviewhatgenrewoulditbequiz/"&gt;If&lt;/a&gt; Your Life Was a Movie, What Genre Would It Be?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19601214-113415418782857753?l=avoidingsuccess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avoidingsuccess.blogspot.com/feeds/113415418782857753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19601214&amp;postID=113415418782857753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19601214/posts/default/113415418782857753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19601214/posts/default/113415418782857753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avoidingsuccess.blogspot.com/2005/12/im-so-indie_09.html' title='I&apos;m so Indie...'/><author><name>Julia H. PhD(someday?)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03632474085018534246</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-19601214.post-113415407159287697</id><published>2005-12-09T10:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T10:49:13.763-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm so Indie...</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Movie Of Your Life Is An Indie Flick&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/ifyourlifewasamoviewhatgenrewoulditbequiz/indie-flick.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You do things your own way - and it's made for colorful times.Your life hasn't turned out how anyone expected, thank goodness!&lt;br /&gt;Your best movie matches: Clerks, Garden State, Napoleon Dynamite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;If&lt;/a&gt; Your Life Was a Movie, What Genre Would It Be?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Movie Of Your Life Is An Indie Flick&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/ifyourlifewasamoviewhatgenrewoulditbequiz/indie-flick.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You do things your own way - and it's made for colorful times.Your life hasn't turned out how anyone expected, thank goodness!&lt;br /&gt;Your best movie matches: Clerks, Garden State, Napoleon Dynamite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a href="&gt;If'&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/ifyourlifewasamoviewhatgenrewoulditbequiz/"&gt;If&lt;/a&gt; Your Life Was a Movie, What Genre Would It Be?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19601214-113415407159287697?l=avoidingsuccess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avoidingsuccess.blogspot.com/feeds/113415407159287697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19601214&amp;postID=113415407159287697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19601214/posts/default/113415407159287697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19601214/posts/default/113415407159287697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avoidingsuccess.blogspot.com/2005/12/im-so-indie.html' title='I&apos;m so Indie...'/><author><name>Julia H. PhD(someday?)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03632474085018534246</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-19601214.post-113415403269960120</id><published>2005-12-09T10:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T10:47:12.706-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Woot Woot!  I just kicked butt on a History Final</title><content type='html'>Man am I smart.  It took me less than 2 1/2 hrs to write, and it was soooo good.  I'm so good at integrating events from the recent past and distant past, it's not even funny.  (Mind you, American History is quite repetetive...  Emancipate, screw over, liberate, screw over, Democratize, wipe out almost entire population.... rinse and repeat) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, it was a good class, and the prof was good too.  I'm taking another course with her next semester, that's how good she was.  Worthy of my tuition!   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now it's over!!!!!  Yippeeeee!  (Boohooooo.....  it's over....) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catch you on the flip side.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19601214-113415403269960120?l=avoidingsuccess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avoidingsuccess.blogspot.com/feeds/113415403269960120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19601214&amp;postID=113415403269960120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19601214/posts/default/113415403269960120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19601214/posts/default/113415403269960120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avoidingsuccess.blogspot.com/2005/12/woot-woot-i-just-kicked-butt-on.html' title='Woot Woot!  I just kicked butt on a History Final'/><author><name>Julia H. PhD(someday?)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03632474085018534246</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-19601214.post-113406854292888509</id><published>2005-12-08T10:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T11:02:22.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Joining the nation of Procrasti</title><content type='html'>Yes...  Because I have a shortage of things to be doing right now...  Because I'm obviously finished all of my finals (not true, still have 3 to go), and I have no reading for next semester to be doing (also not true, I have about 156hrs of reading I ought to be doing...) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm even at school, for pete's sake, for the express purpose of trying to get some work done!  I need someone to kick my butt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any takers?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19601214-113406854292888509?l=avoidingsuccess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avoidingsuccess.blogspot.com/feeds/113406854292888509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19601214&amp;postID=113406854292888509' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19601214/posts/default/113406854292888509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19601214/posts/default/113406854292888509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avoidingsuccess.blogspot.com/2005/12/joining-nation-of-procrasti.html' title='Joining the nation of Procrasti'/><author><name>Julia H. 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