<?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-464717302801156606</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:53:52.544-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Of Mice and Nem</title><subtitle type='html'>Mainly an exorcise in futility, this blog opens a small window into the world of my life's trials and tribulations, and hopefully lets in a little air as well so I don't suffocate.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ofmiceandnem.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/464717302801156606/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ofmiceandnem.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Nemorach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00467061320488024753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dFwsI1wieM/Sa4O5G46ywI/AAAAAAAAAAg/s6XshyL0AbY/S220/Copy+of+my+camera+pics+199.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-464717302801156606.post-7213888931682390245</id><published>2009-03-03T22:42:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T23:15:41.671-06:00</updated><title type='text'>...because people are tired of hearing me bitch at work.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dFwsI1wieM/Sa4N90BvuAI/AAAAAAAAAAU/eAXJJY-W5-o/s1600-h/Copy+of+my+camera+pics+199.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 168px; height: 233px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dFwsI1wieM/Sa4N90BvuAI/AAAAAAAAAAU/eAXJJY-W5-o/s320/Copy+of+my+camera+pics+199.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309196366305540098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;   &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;   &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;   &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;   &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;   &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;   &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;   &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;   &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;   &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;   &lt;/div&gt; That's probably the main reason why I'm doing this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I doubt that my  tables are all that interested in hearing about my kidney&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;stone that seems to be stuck, or that my ex is suing me, or about how much money my probation is costing  me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They just want their egg drop soup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the sake of my sanity though,  I still need to get these things off my chest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like my fake plastic tooth tasting like...well, plastic and how I need a haircut but I also needed to put gas in the car. The car won out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also have a new camcorder that I want to put to use and post some content online and YouTube is being a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, part diary, part vlog, part social commentary, part openly bashing my ex, part annoying gay guy complaining about annoying things, and maybe...just maybe, a little bit of heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, take it or leave it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is what it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nem&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/464717302801156606-7213888931682390245?l=ofmiceandnem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ofmiceandnem.blogspot.com/feeds/7213888931682390245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ofmiceandnem.blogspot.com/2009/03/because-people-are-tired-of-hearing-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/464717302801156606/posts/default/7213888931682390245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/464717302801156606/posts/default/7213888931682390245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ofmiceandnem.blogspot.com/2009/03/because-people-are-tired-of-hearing-me.html' title='...because people are tired of hearing me bitch at work.'/><author><name>Nemorach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00467061320488024753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dFwsI1wieM/Sa4O5G46ywI/AAAAAAAAAAg/s6XshyL0AbY/S220/Copy+of+my+camera+pics+199.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dFwsI1wieM/Sa4N90BvuAI/AAAAAAAAAAU/eAXJJY-W5-o/s72-c/Copy+of+my+camera+pics+199.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
